Chapter 2

Toni awakened to someone rubbing a beer can along her sore jaw. "Hey, Mama..." a voice rumbled. She was lying on her back with her head on someone's lap. She opened her eyes and saw Ricky's face, upside down above her, grinning. "You flunked the 'one of the guys' initiation."

"You hit me..." Toni croaked. She was nauseous.

"That's the initiation. Didn't you hear Horse?"

"Now what?" Toni whined. "Take me home!"

"Horse told you THAT, too," Ricky replied. "Since you flunked that initiation, we're gonna move on to the 'being with the guys' initiation."

Toni looked up, dreading the answer, but she asked the question. "How does that work?"

"Simple," Horse replied, standing over her. "You be with the guys. All of us. It's easy -- you're sixteen. It's time you had a little fun, right?"

Toni tried to focus; this sounded ominous. "What do you mean?"

"We're gonna pass you around," Horse replied evenly, "You just got nominated for group bitch."

"P--pass me around?" Toni gasped. "Like, sex? I can't do that! I'm a virgin! Take me home, please! I don't want to be with the guys anymore!"

Smooth entered Toni's wavering focus. "There ain't no third choice, Honey. You bought in, way back."

Horse took over, grating, "You drank our beer, smoked our pot, and talked big shit. Pay up, Honey."

"I'm only fourteen!" Toni wailed.

"That's bad," Smooth muttered sorrowfully. "You lied to us. It doesn't change anything, but it's part of why you be here now." He reached out and rubbed Toni's thigh.

Toni had been lying with her head on Ricky's lap, working her way through the conversation while her stomach settled. At Smooth's touch, she lurched up and swatted at his hand, "No!"

Smooth stepped over her and settled onto her stomach. "Ain't no such thing, Babe. You need to relax and go with the flow, now, 'cause it's gonna be as hard as you make it." He looked up, "Snort, she needs a shotgun."

"No! No more!" Toni ranted.

"You need to relax, Babe -- you're lettin' this shit get to ya," Smooth said reasonably. Toni pushed at him gasping, and he took her wrists and held them out to the side. Snort leaned in and chased her face; Toni tried to duck, but Ricky's big hands settled on either side of her head, locking it in place and Snort held her nose and just waited until she had to take a breath; he seemed to have lungs forever... Toni struggled, but dared not open her mouth to scream; then she couldn't hold her breath anymore and she DID scream -- but she had to breathe after that, and Snort's mouth was on hers... Toni took a big breath -- and got a lungful of the potent smoke! The rush flashed through her, weakening her muscles while Smooth leaned over her and said, "There! Now, ain't that better? Jus' relax, Babe -- fuckin's fun!" Ricky released her head and Toni shook it back and forth in denial.

"No, please!" Toni whined weakly. She felt a tug at her foot, and Horse came up with one of her running shoes. Toni leaned over and watched him set it to one side, "Please, no!"

"You got paid in advance, Honey," Horse replied evenly. "Now you make it even." He turned to Jack, "Jack off, you need to stop pretendin' you ain't here before I get pissed."

"Awright, awright! Shit!" Jack squatted and pulled off Toni's other shoe. "You got pretty feet, Honey."

Smooth started massaging Toni's titties through her top and bra. Toni waved her arms to fight him off, but Ricky's hands clamped down on her wrists like a pair of binders. "Ricky, Please!" Toni wailed. Surely the big bear wasn't going to let this happen!

"C'mon, Honey -- quit havin' fits and get into it," Ricky rumbled. "It won't make any difference if you fight -- except it'll get a lot rougher -- and you KNOW you can't take that!"

There were hands running up the insides of her legs; Toni's heels beat a tattoo on the mattress and she fought to close her legs, "No! No!" But there were plenty of hands down there; a pair took each ankle and spread them and Jack settled over her left leg and Snort over her right, pinning them, while Horse rubbed her crotch.

"Them shorts are so thin -- we could see that camel toe for half a mile!" Horse mused, rubbing his thumb over Toni's clitoris.

"No! NO! OMIGOD!" Toni screeched.

"Raise her up," Smooth directed. Ricky raised Toni's arms and then her torso by the grip he had on her wrists. Toni flailed and thrashed, but there were MORE than enough boys present to keep her pinned... She screamed as her pink tank top went over her face on the way up her arms, the white one under it being dragged along, too; when Smooth got them bunched below Ricky's grip on her wrists, Ricky let go and let Smooth hold her for a second while he dropped his hands below it and Smooth whipped it away. Toni tried to head butt Smooth, but she couldn't get at him and merely thumped his chest, not too hard. Then Smooth leaned in and caught Toni by surprise, sucking her neck while he reached behind her for her bra clasp.

"NOOOOOO!" Toni wailed, but the white lace confection sagged on her chest and Smooth pulled it away, sliding it up her arms as he had the top. He and Ricky swapped grips one arm at a time this time, first transferring the bra over her right wrist, then her left; Toni could do nothing but plead and cry.

"Nice ones!" Snort leaned around Smooth to rub Toni's pink-nippled left breast. Toni tried to flinch away, but Ricky's grip on her arms threatened to tear her shoulder out of its socket when she lunged. The slight chill and her consuming fear made her nipples stiffen and her adolescent areolas nearly disappear, they crinkled so tightly at the bases of her nipples. The result was something for Snort to grab onto and twist and grind between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting another wail from the trapped Toni. "REAL nice!"

"Yeah, yeah," Horse rasped. "Flatten her out so we can get her shorts off." Ricky backed off and Smooth pushed and Toni flopped back, still pinned. Ricky surrendered Toni's wrists to Smooth and they ended up with him atop her, holding her wrists out to the side, grinning as he tried to kiss her and suck her neck. "Raise your ass a little, Smooth, so we can raise hers," Horse instructed, and Toni surged and thrashed anew, howling wordlessly as she felt her tight running shorts being drawn over her bubble butt and muscle-thickened thighs.

Momentarily, Jack lost control of her left leg -- and she felt stitches pop in the shorts as she flailed. Ricky swatted her on the cheek -- not hard, just attention-getting. "You're gonna tear your shit up! You wanna go home naked?" Shocked from the slap, Toni sagged while she made a flash assessment of Ricky's objection -- and Jack got control of things and he and Snort finished sliding the shorts down over her muscular calves, over her ankles, and off, Snort tossing them atop her shoes.

Yellow cotton flower-print bikinis were revealed to Horse, Jack and Snort by their actions; Horse chuckled and muttered, "One thing left to go..."

Toni couldn't scream; if she did, it would let Smooth's tongue into her mouth. She limited herself to loud, long, close-mouthed grunts. Feeling Horse's fingers on her panty waistband, she thrashed and broke clear of Smooth for long enough to wail, "PLEEEEASE! UUMPH!" the plea terminated as Smooth's mouth again attacked hers.

Horse chuckled. "She's beggin' for it!" Toni screwed up trying to mash her ass against the mattress by pressing down on her feet; she didn't have the proper leverage with Jack and Snort holding her ankles and her butt came up and Horse slid the panties off, chuckling, adding, "Fucked THAT up, didn't you, Honey?"

Jack eyed Toni's bare quim as it was removed, noting the baby-smoothness of it. "Holy shit! What if she's really twelve?"

Snort reached up and rubbed Toni's mound with one hand while Toni screamed into Smooth's mouth, "Razor stubble -- she shaves. She's a REAL slut, aren't you, Babe?" he chuckled.

Toni thought something was going to explode! The question was probably what... There were hands on her titties (Ricky's) and hands on her pussy and she couldn't MOVE and the pot made it difficult in the first place and Smooth's mouth was EVERYWHERE...

"Awright, get up, Smooth. Ricky, take her hands. Let's see what we've got..." Horse directed. Ricky took Toni's wrists and Smooth crawled off her and everyone feasted their eyes.

There was silence, except for Toni's pants as she tried to figure out what occasioned the sudden halt to everything. She looked from face to face, dazed, trying to see what caused them to all drop back and quit doing anything more than pinning her wrists and ankles.

"Big thighs on her," Smooth muttered.

"It's muscle, Man," Jack replied. "You get her going, eating her pussy, and she'll crack your skull like an egg between them. Lookit them calves! Those are some hot legs!"

"Cute titties," Snort mused.

"She shaves, you said?" Smooth leaned in and rubbed Toni's mons. "Yeah..."

Toni just raised her head and looked at his hand rubbing her naked privates; her blood pressure had pushed more alcohol and THC through her system and the moment things let up, she got dizzy again in reaction. Licking her lips, she croaked, "Please don't do that."

Smooth cocked his head and eyed her almost sympathetically. "We're past the point of no return, Babe. You know that, don't ya?"

Toni did, actually. There was no way she was escaping this -- and she knew it. "I just can't let you..."

"Actually, you can," Smooth argued. "You know you ain't gonna win already, so you can save yourself some wear and tear. We'll be happy to tell anyone we hafta that you fought like a hellcat the whole time if you like -- right boys?" There were grins and murmurs of agreement.

"I CAN'T!"

"You can," Smooth replied. "This is gonna be just as hard on you as you make it -- not as WE make it, 'cause we're gonna get ours, and you know it. You be only hurting yourself." He eyed her for a moment. "We can offer incentives, if you like..."

"Incentives?"

"Show her an incentive, Ricky."

SMASH! Ricky's huge fist impacted her belly! Toni doubled up, in agony -- or tried to, with only the hand Ricky released to punch her free. She fought to breathe, hearing distantly, "That's an incentive for cooperation. How many of those do you think you can take? We got about a million in stock..."

Horse grunted, "Awright, so, we'll find out whether she's got any sense as we go along. Crank open her legs, guys, so I can see whether she lied about being cherry like she lied about just about everything else!"

The instinct to cover her agonized belly was more of the reason Toni fought the boys' action than anything conscious; she was on automatic while she tried to recover. As a result, she didn't kick -- she just made it difficult to spread her open, trying to draw herself up into a ball. Snort, fighting to jack open her right leg, grunted, "Next time, punch her ass in the jaw! She's got STRONG legs!" They ended up pulling her raised knees apart and spreading her open like a frog, after which she slowly let go; Horse crawled up and opened Toni's pussy by putting a thumb on either lip and spreading her like a peach. "She's cherry, Boys! That's ONE lie she didn't tell!" He poked around her pussy with a finger. "Dry as a bone, too. We got any lube? Somebody might have to suck snatch to get her up and running."

"I ain't sticking MY head in there!" Jack retorted. "If she closes those legs..." Snort snorted and there were a couple of chuckles.

"See if you can get her started some way," Smooth directed. "Let's see if we can show her the softer side, Boys." Turning his attention to Toni, he asked, "So, you wanna start slow? How about sucking dick? Ever do that?"

"No." Toni clamped her lips together.

"Gimme a sec." Horse whispered in Smooth's ear and he nodded; Horse got up and left.

Snort sat on Toni's splayed right knee and leaned in to rub her clitoris. "C'mon, Honey, roll over and suck it up; it'll be better for everybody if you're fucking wet..."

Toni, lips clamped shut, shook her head 'no' vehemently.

Horse came back. Smooth looked up from where he was gently mauling Toni's pink cones and said, "Okay, Babe, it's like this -- every time we try to give you a break, you say no. Problem is, we're gonna get what we want, so sayin' no just gets your ass kicked. Are you with me so far?" Toni glared at him, so he patted her cheek at a pressure just short of a slap. Finally, she nodded. "This is how the next part is gonna go," Smooth related. "You're gonna open up that pretty little mouth of yours and you're gonna blow me with it. You WILL open your mouth, because if you don't, I'm gonna do this..." he twisted Toni's left nipple savagely and Toni screamed, "and you'll open your mouth to yell like you just did, and I'll stick my dick in it. Are you with me so far?"

Tears poured. Toni's nipple HURT! Sniffling, she nodded.

"Now, if you take it into your head to bite me, Horse will take that thing in his hands..." Horse brandished a clipper for horse's hooves, a large, plier-like object. "And he'll remove three or four of your teeth in the front so they aren't a problem anymore. If you HURT me, he'll take that thing to your clit -- and you'll NEVER, EVER enjoy sex! Tell me you understand..." Toni just looked at him, her mouth closed tight, defiance and denial in her expression. Smooth rolled his eyes. "We're gonna have to start rough, I guess. Horse, give her right nip, here, a taste of those nippers. Leave the damned thing on, though -- we just want her to know we're serious, here..." Smooth held Toni's right titty steady while Toni danced and thrashed, trying to get away. Toni watched, bug-eyed, and the nipper descended and began to close...

"Okay! Okay! I'll suck!" she screamed.

"That's better," Smooth approved. "You sure you don't want to see what you're missing?"

"NOOOO!!" Toni wailed as the nipper closed as gently as Horse could manipulate it. Agony erupted in Toni's nipple and she screamed bloody murder! "EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Horse let up instantly and Toni blubbered loudly in the silence that followed. Smooth reached out and rubbed the nipple, murmuring, "It's still there, Babe. You're not gonna bite, now, are you?"

"Nooooo..." Toni was a broken thing; the pain had leached the fight out of her in less than a second. Smooth stood and shucked out of his baggy shorts. Kneeling up, he motioned Ricky to let go of her left hand and let her lean up. "Take it," he instructed, waving his already stiff erection at her. Toni came up on her elbow, sniffling, and tentatively grasped Smooth's cock, discovering foreskin for the first time. "Wh-what do I do?"

"Jack back the foreskin and suck it in. Work the head with your lips. Use your tongue on the underside. Fuck it with your mouth." Toni stuck her tongue out and licked the underside and Smooth sucked in a gasp. "Yeah, like that. Get friendly with it -- you're gonna meet five dicks, anyway. Ricky, show her yours." Smooth shifted his attention to Snort, "Is she gettin' wet yet?"

"Maybe a little," Snort opined. "Not much."

"Well..." Smooth muttered. "How's your titty?"

"Hurts." Toni backed off Smooth's cock to whine petulantly.

"We been tryin' to keep the shit down. You ain't been helpin' yourself," Smooth retorted. Changing the subject, he added, "You can go on it with your lips open and close up for when you come off -- less wear and tear on your mouth. You're gonna be good at this, I figure..."

Toni didn't say anything -- she just adjusted her efforts. What was there to say? She was going to suck their cocks. Maybe, if she was lucky... No. She cleared hope from her mind; they were going to fuck her. Tears poured, but she sucked diligently. Smooth put his hand behind her head and she got the point and tried to take more into her mouth. Smooth wasn't QUITE big enough to choke her, although he was about average -- not that Toni had any idea what average was... Ricky stuck his cock on the side of her neck and she reached up to feel it, noting that it seemed substantially thicker.

Horse murmured quietly in Jack's ear, "Find us some lube -- there ought to be some from jack-off games in the house. Worst case, hit the drugstore. She's not gonna get wet until she bleeds or somebody blows a nut in her." To Toni, he said, "Let Snort play with your pussy and we'll give you back a leg so you can sit up better."

Toni kept sucking. Smooth grunted, "Uuuhhh! Don't distract her -- I'm gettin' close! Jus' do it -- she knows by now if she fucks up, she'll get her ass kicked!" Horse shrugged and Jack let go of Toni's leg; she eyed Horse and Snort out of the corner of her eye, but merely put her left foot flat on the mattress behind her right knee and turned a bit. Snort shifted with her and kept playing with her thin-lipped pussy and clitoral hood. Ricky wasn't trying to use his cock on her; in this position, there was nothing to be had, so he was behind her, giving her a back brace while he reached under her left arm to play with her left breast. Toni's right nipple still burned and gave off sensations indicating that it had been nearly severed -- even though the reality wasn't even close. It had been pinched -- but good -- but it was relatively undamaged. But the pain was a reminder that she had a lot to lose if she acted up too much. The worry that things might escalate beyond where she was certain they were already headed ate at her; if they thought nothing of mutilating her, was she going to be killed?

Something else leaped to the foreground at that point; Smooth started getting frantic and held the back of her head, grunting, "I'm gonna shoot! You swallow, understand? Suck it down! Make it good!" Without further preamble, he threw his head back and went, "AAAAAAGH!!" -- and his cock got rock hard and swelled on her tongue and began to spit goo into her mouth! Toni couldn't back off -- it was swallow or choke -- or all of the above, which is what she ended up doing. Smooth hadn't been down her throat, but he wasn't only comfortably deep, either, and the splash of his juices directly on her tonsils caused Toni to gag. He let up on her head when it became apparent that she was in trouble -- not enough to let her back off totally, but enough so that she was only holding the head behind her lips. "Okay, now wash it -- get all my jizz. Suck it down and swallow it -- and give me some tongue, it's sensitive right now and I wanna enjoy it," Smooth directed. Toni did as she was told; Smooth ran his cock in and out between her lips a few times and withdrew. "You done great. That wasn't so hard, was it?"

Toni swallowed in a sticky throat and croaked, "No..."

"Hey, Ricky, give our main squeeze here a chug on your beer to clear her throat," Smooth offered magnanimously. "It's the least you can do, bein' you're next..."

Ricky dropped his hand over Toni's left shoulder with a half-full beer in it. When she turned to look up at him, he nudged her, "Go ahead. What's it gonna hurt?" Toni poured beer over her parched, sticky throat, finally learning true gratitude for the stuff, which cut through the semen clogging her throat in no time. When she made to hand the can back, Ricky said, "Keep it. I don't want to taste Smooth's jizz. That's YOUR job." Grinning, he and Smooth swapped places, Smooth taking over as back brace and molester of Toni's left titty while Ricky brought his thick erection with its heavy foreskin over an angry purple cock head to bear. "Bring it, Babe," he murmured, "Show me that hot mouth."

Toni looked up at him, her eyes solemn. "Are you gonna kill me?"

Ricky blinked in surprise. Smooth, from behind her, said, "It ain't the plan. If you make us do shit that leaves you busted up, then we might HAVE to -- but it ain't the plan. I know Horse hurt you with that fucking thing, but..." he reached down and tweaked Toni's right nipple, eliciting a grunt of anguish. "It's still there. It ain't even broken; you'd be surprised what can be done to a titty without ruining it forever. If he HAD lopped it off, or if we had to pull a bunch of your teeth, well, that's mutilation; we might as well kill you and bury you out here somewhere. I guess it's on the table, you know? Don't piss us off a while lot, and you'll just get your pretty holes poked a bunch of times and be ready to give it up for boys in general -- or fuck around and do something real stupid and the gloves come off and we use you like toilet paper and bury you under the outhouse. It's your choice -- and you've been stupid before, so I can't make no promises."

Ricky pursed his lips. "That's your answer. Suck." He pulled her head forward. Toni opened her mouth and took in his thicker length. Ricky's heavy foreskin trapped some nasty tasting stuff, and she gagged a little before settling down. Ricky rumbled and hissed and manhandled Toni's head. He was bigger in both measurements than Smooth -- not a lot -- just enough to make gagging Toni fairly easy. He didn't make a practice of it, but occasionally, he drove her onto his full length. Toni would choke and gag and he would let up. After a minute or so, Horse held a mumbled conversation with Smooth, and Smooth hoisted her up into a kneeling position, rather unceremoniously, and had Ricky stand to get service; "That should be better," he opined.

Horse grunted from behind Toni, "Raise up a little you dumb twat, so Snort can play." Toni did as she was directed, with Snort fine tuning her position by lying on his back behind her and moving her ass to where he wanted it. Toni held onto Ricky's hips, her knees spread and her ass up just a bit while Snort delved in her quim with his fingers, almost constantly testing the resiliency of her hymen, distracting her. Ricky drove her onto his length again and Toni eyed him reproachfully while she gagged; Ricky shrugged and said, "Horse is comin'."

Smooth straddled Snort behind Toni and played with her nipples; any progress he might have made with the left was negated by the right, more or less. Both were stiff points, however, so he probably didn't know the difference, Toni guessed. The effects of the pot were bleeding away to some extent, leaving her with less languor -- not that she could do anything more about her situation. Toni knew that Smooth's and Snort's actions COULD have aroused her under other circumstances, but she remained bone dry; there was an occasional flash from both locations, but fear and humiliation held her in its sway. Snort's efforts, in particular, were beginning to irritate her clit. Ricky pumped her mouth, mixing long strokes with short strokes, and Toni gave him what she thought her wanted, more or less listlessly; at some point, she realized that when he poked her throat and made her gag, it created thick pools of saliva in her mouth that actually made things easier. Toni tried to close her mind to what she was doing, letting Ricky manhandle her as he would, responding on automatic -- but Ricky got frustrated with her and impaled her throat and held it, growling, "You're not sucking!" Toni picked up the ball and added a little animation when he released her head.

In the background, Horse's voice rumbled quietly, and a few seconds later, Snort's fingers spread a liquid coolness on her clitoris. It was very welcome, but it meant trouble. Now she didn't have to lubricate -- they would do it for her...

Ricky started getting demanding -- and excited! "Yeah, Come on, Babe, finish me off. Yeah, good shit. You can suck, Babe! Yeah! Okay... Okay... Gonna blow! Yeah! YEAH!!!" Ricky erupted in Toni's mouth, fortunately without jamming his cock down her throat. Toni took it, numb; she knew what to do with it. She swallowed it down and rubbed her sore lips.

Ricky at least thought to praise her. "That was hot, Babe! Where's your beer?" Smooth collected it from where they'd set it off to the side to keep it from spilling and Toni took a swig, then another, then emptied it. Maybe it would dull the pain... "Another?" she croaked.

Horse was standing in front of her, his shorts gone, in only his jersey. "Give the little twat a beer, for shit's sake!" He grinned down at her. "I TOLD you I had big balls, and I TOLD you I had a big dick! Open the fuck up, Bitch!" Toni eyed the thing -- it looked like a sausage, huge and thick with the foreskin half-covering the pinkish purple head. It was bigger than Ricky's, and it hung in front of her face like a snake. "Now..." Horse warned. Toni opened up.

Toni knew Horse wasn't going to give her a break -- and he didn't. He worked at making her miserable, feeding her his thick length without regard for the small size of her mouth and throat, stretching her lips and pounding the back of her throat while she gagged and choked -- and vomited, once, spewing beer all over. Smooth saw it coming and turned her head and bent her forward so it missed the mattress, pouring onto the boards of the loft floor and dripping through the wide cracks to the earthen barn floor below for the dirt and hay to soak up. "Damn, Horse! You gotta be an asshole?" Smooth complained.

"Aw, shut the fuck up! Come here, Bitch!" Horse dragged her back and shoved his cock back in her mouth, making her contend with it and the sour taste of her vomit until fresh floods of drool produced by his cock pounding the opening of her throat washed it away. The whole thing was agony for Toni; she spent minutes at a time with her stomach rock hard from gagging as Horse abused her mouth -- but eventually, he grunted, "Take it! Take it!" and his giant snake flooded her mouth. Even his seed tasted nasty, bitter; Smooth handed her the beer, but Horse made her suck some more so he could enjoy his after-orgasm sensitivity. Finally, he staggered back, roaring, "Next!"

'Next' was Snort. Smooth took over rubbing lubricated fingers over Toni's pussy and Snort brought poor Toni a sinewy, curved circumcised cock with a mushroom head to suck. Toni's lips were puffy and sore and her throat had been bludgeoned repeatedly; she could barely make her mouth work. Snort didn't care, much -- and his cock was just enough narrower than Horse's that he could actually get it into Toni's throat -- which he did! Ricky and then Horse had beaten Toni's throat until she just didn't have it in her to gag anymore, and Snort popped through after dragging her head to him a few times. "Hey, lookit this! Deep-throat!" Snort yelped, holding Toni's head against his crotch, while she waved her arms, gagging.

"Huh! I'll be damned!" Horse exclaimed. "Let her fuckin' breathe!" Snort let up, but the damage was done; he poked her throat every couple of strokes -- and got in about one time in three. Toni's instinctive swallowing on his bulbous glans replaced her worn-out lips and Snort got his nut in her throat in only a couple of minutes, howling while he held her face against his crotch.

When he released her, though, Toni had been pushed beyond endurance; she flopped over on her side, and fainted dead away...