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CHAPTER ONE

Sherry Johnson put the finishing touches to her makeup and then looked
herself over in the bedroom mirror. Perhaps she was vain to think of
herself as beautiful but she knew she was, especially dressed in the
clinging green dress she had gotten just for prom night.

The evening gown was strapless and barely contained her large, creamy
tit's. The color matched her green eyes and she let her long blonde
hair hang to her shoulders as a final touch. She knew her appearance
was going to make Jim's eyes pop out.

Sherry also knew she was going to be troubled by his roaming hands all
evening long, but she had grown to expect that. Jim knew how far he
could go. They would be married eventually and then he would be able
to go as far as he wanted.

Sherry felt a tingle of excitement as she thought of that. Jim did
excite her, and there had been a couple of times when his hungry
kisses had almost made her lose control. But she didn't want the kind
of reputation she knew that would give her. Jim would not respect her
after that. She knew she had to stay a virgin until she married.

She heard her mother calling her from downstairs and knew Jim had
arrived. Her appearance was perfect but she studied herself a little
while longer just to keep Jim waiting. It wouldn't do to appear too
anxious.

Finally she walked downstairs like the grand lady entering the ball.
She heard Jim's gasp of appreciation as he looked up at her. He had a
corsage but she had to pin it on. There was no place left except over
her breasts and she wasn't going to let him get that close.

Jim walked her out to his car and opened the door like a perfect
gentleman. But she could see him trembling and knew that her low-cut
dress had gotten to him.

"Damn," Jim said, as he got into the car. "You're fine looking
tonight, Sherry. I could almost take you parking instead of taking you
to the prom."

"We're going to the prom," Sherry said. "And don't try any funny
business. I'm going to look my best when I get there."

They were going by first to pick up Sherry's best friend, Ginger, and
they were a little late. That was all right. Ginger's boyfriend would
probably be there to keep her company. Ginger and James had been going
together for what seemed like years. They were also going to get
married someday.

Sherry was surprised to see all the cars gone from in front of
Ginger's house. Ginger's mother was funny about not letting Ginger
stay alone in the house. But Sherry knew that Ginger knew they were
supposed to pick her up.

"I don't see them outside," Jim said. Sherry knew her boy friend was
thinking the same thing.

"The lights are on," Sherry said.

Jim parked the car and they both got out and walked up the drive. Jim
rang the doorbell. He ran it again. They waited and there was no
answer.

"She knows we were going to pick her up before seven," Jim said.

"Let's go in," Sherry said. "Maybe they left a note or something.
Ginger wouldn't just leave without saying something. Maybe there's
been an emergency."

"I don't think we should," Jim said.

"Come on," Sherry said. "I treat this house like it's mine most of the
time anyway."

They walked in. The house was silent but the lights were on all over.
There was a pretty yellow corsage on the hall table next to an empty
glass. Sherry picked up the glass and sniffed it.

"Ginger's been drinking!" Sherry said.

"I could use one myself," Jim said.

"Forget it, honey," Sherry said. "You're driving. I just can't imagine
why she's not downstairs."

Sherry heard a thump from upstairs and then the sound of Ginger's
laughter. Then there was a low voice that had to be James and there
was more laughter.

"They're upstairs," Jim said.

"Yes," Sherry said.

"Shouldn't we yell out or something?"

Sherry's heart was suddenly pounding and her mouth felt dry. Perhaps
they should call out but she kept wondering what Ginger and her
boyfriend were doing upstairs. Now she was sure that they were alone
in the house and in the bedroom.

She knew exactly where Ginger's bedroom was and she knew that the
voices were coming from there. It was a cardinal sin to let a boy into
your bedroom. Ginger and Sherry had talked about it lots of times. A
boy should not get a girl alone in any bedroom. It could lead to
things.

"Shouldn't we call out?" Jim asked again.

"Let's surprise them," Sherry said.

She wondered if Jim was thinking the same thing she was. It would be
wrong to sneak up the stairs, very wrong. Yet, she knew she was going
to do it.

She took Jim's hand and they started up the stairs. For some reason
Jim was reluctant and kept pulling back. Finally she turned and looked
at him with frustration.

"What are you waiting on?"

"I don't think sneaking around is right."

"We're not sneaking around. Now come on!"

Sherry might not have been sneaking around but she kept her steps soft
as she walked the rest of the way up the stairs. Jim reluctantly
followed but his eyes were alight with a funny kind of excitement that
Sherry felt too.

They didn't know what they were going to find at the top of the stairs
but they were both looking forward to it. Sherry stopped at the
landing and peered into Ginger's bedroom. It was empty!

"They must be in her mother's bedroom," Sherry said.

"What the hell are they doing in there?" Jim said.

"Let's find out," Sherry said.

Sherry knew they should call out but still didn't. Something was
holding her back. They stopped at Ginger's mother's bedroom and looked
inside. The door was partially open and they could see everything
inside.

Ginger was seated at her mother's dressing table in a slip and bra.
James was sitting on the bed watching her put on her make-up. Somehow
Sherry had expected more. She started to put her hand on the doorknob
and push the door open when Jim put his hand on her arm.

"Wait a second," Jim said. "Let's see what happens. Just a couple of
seconds more."

Sherry wasn't sure what she was waiting on but she waited. She watched
as James got up and walked across the floor and kissed Ginger on the
back of the neck. She tried to push him away but James kissed her neck
even harder.

"I'm trying to get dressed," Ginger said.

"I'd rather have you undressed," James said.

"You're crazy," Ginger said. "They're going to be here pretty soon.
Now stop that."

Sherry gasped as James suddenly reached around Ginger and cupped both
her creamy tits. He held onto them tightly as he kept kissing the back
of Ginger's neck. Ginger should have gotten angry but instead all the
fight went out of her body and she turned her head to James.

"Damn you," Ginger said. "You know how you turn me on."

James laughed as he kissed her mouth. His hands still played with her
titties. Ginger's tits were smaller than Sherry's but that didn't seem
to matter to James. He seemed to be having a ball, his fingers eagerly
stroking the front of her body.

"Take your bra off," James said.

"Are you crazy?" Ginger said. "They're going to be here pretty soon.
We haven't got time."

"Take your damn bra off," James commanded.

Ginger sighed. Sherry didn't believe she would do it but she was
already reaching around and unhooking her bra. Ginger shrugged her
shoulders and let the bra fall away from her creamy tits. Jim grabbed
Sherry's hand and squeezed hard. He was staring hard enough to burn
holes in Ginger and James.

"I shouldn't be doing this," Ginger said. "You know you get crazy when
I do this."

"I stay crazy around you, baby," he said.

James put his arms around Ginger and hugged her closer to him. He
kissed her mouth. Ginger acted a little hesitant, at first, and then
she seemed to respond hungrily, suddenly pushing her body against
James savagely.

"You make me hot," Ginger moaned.

"Let's get on your mother's bed," James suggested.

"You're crazy," Ginger said, but she was already letting him lead her
over to the bed.

James pushed her down on her back. He took off his frilly shirt and
bow tie. He stretched out beside her and kissed her mouth hard while
his hand moved up to stroke her titty. He moved his lips down her
front and kissed her nipple.

"You taste good," James said.

"Oh yes, James," Ginger moaned. "I like that. Suck my titties. You
know how that drives me crazy."

James was moving his lips from one titty to the other. He was starting
to make sucking noises as he nibbled on her titty. Ginger put her
hands behind his head and gasped for breath each time his lips sucked
her.

Ginger was not trying to push James away as Sherry would have
expected. Instead she was pulling him closer. His mouth was making
even louder noises as he sucked harder. He raised his head and there
was a look of pure lust on his face. Jim moved closer to Sherry and
put his arm around her. He tried to move his head down to one of her
shapely tits but Sherry stopped him.

"None of that," Sherry said.

"Do you want to leave?" Jim asked.

"No," Sherry answered. "No, we won't leave. Just behave."

Jim kept his hand around her but he didn't try to move anymore.
Instead he simply hugged her a little closer as they watched. Sherry
was having trouble breathing. In fact, she was wondering why Ginger
did not hear her heavy panting. She knew she was getting really hot
watching this.

"Your tits are so good," James said. "I love your tits. I love every
part of your body."

"You're an animal," Ginger said, giggling.

James grabbed Ginger's hand and pulled her fingers toward his crotch.
Her fingers touched the huge bulge in James' trousers. Now Sherry was
sure that Ginger would pull her hand away. instead she started slowly
stroking the hard prick.

"You kind of like to act like an animal sometimes too, don't you,
baby?" James asked.

"You know I do," Ginger answered. "I shouldn't even be here with you
like this. I wouldn't but you make me so crazy."

James laughed as he put his head down to Ginger's tits once again.
Sherry could see his pink tongue working around Ginger's nipple.

Ginger's hand was busy. She was pulling down James' zipper. It was
obvious that she didn't want things to stop. Again Jim's hand was
moving down Sherry's front and she had to remind him to stop. She had
to admit that she was getting hot herself. Her body was burning and
feeling sticky inside her gown. She wanted to walk away but she
couldn't stop watching.

"Let me take your cock out," Ginger moaned. "I want to feel your cock
in my hand."

"I want to feel my cock in your pussy," James said.

He leaned back and Ginger's fingers worked furiously. She got his belt
open and pulled his zipper down. She carefully slid her hand inside,
his trousers and pulled his prick out.

Sherry couldn't help gasping. James was the first boy she'd even seen
with his cock hard. James was really excited and Sherry could imagine
the heat that was coming off his prick.

"Your cock feels so hard," Ginger moaned. "I don't think I've ever
felt it so hard before."

"Play with it, baby," James said.

Ginger wrapped her hand around his cock and started moving her hand up
and down. James was back sucking at her titties again and that really
excited Ginger. Her hand worked faster, sliding his cockmeat up and
down and her fingers, moving all the way down to his heavy balls.

Sherry saw the sudden little drops of white running down Ginger's
fingers. He was starting to come and Ginger didn't even act shocked.
She moved her hand a little faster, grasping his prick like she never
wanted to let it go. She moved her hand down to his balls and started
stroking them.

"I'm so hot all over," Ginger moaned. "I want you to fuck me. I need
it bad!"

Ginger stopped stroking his cock but only long enough to help him pull
her panties down her legs. She kicked them off and spread her legs
open wide. Sherry could see the pink lips of Ginger's cunt as Jim's
breathing grew heavy.

"You've got a beautiful pussy," James groaned. "I've got to have some
of your sweet ass!"

James rolled over on top of her. He grabbed his cock with one hand and
he guided it up to Ginger's redlipped pussy. Ginger was already
lifting up her ass as she tried to get his prick inside her hungry
cunt.

"Put it in me," Ginger moaned. "I want to feel it now. Put your big
cock in my cunt. Oh shit, I need it!"

James carefully put his prick against her pussy. He rolled his hips a
little and his cockhead popped inside her. He moved forward a little
more and his prick vanished into Ginger's cunt.

"Oh yes," Ginger cried. "That's what I want. That feels so good. I
love it. That feels so damned good!"

James slipped his hands underneath her shapely ass. He picked her up
off the bed and he started pushing his cock in and out of her tight
pussy.

"Nobody fucks as good as you do," James groaned. "Oh shit, your pussy
is fantastic!"

This time Sherry did not stop as his hand moved down her body and
cupped her tit through her green gown. Her tit immediately felt big
and achy and although she tried to stop herself she started pushing
her tit into his hand.

"Oh fucking shit," Ginger screamed. "Keep fucking me like that. Your
cock is so big. It feels so good to me!"

Ginger lifted her legs and wrapped them around James' back. She
tightened her legs as she lifted her shapely little ass high off the
bed. Sherry licked her suddenly dry lips. She was having trouble
standing up and her pussy had started getting a little damp.

"Fuck me harder, baby," Ginger moaned. "Fuck me really hard. I'm
almost there!"

James began fucking Ginger's pussy as hard as he could. His balls made
loud slapping sounds as he fucked her. He seemed to be trying to drive
his prick all the way through her body.

"Oh shit," Ginger screamed. "I'm going to come. Oh fucking shit. It's
good, so good. Oh fucking shiiiit!"

Ginger seemed to go crazy. Her body shook in wild convulsions. She
couldn't seem to stop moving. Her body gave one last jerking movement
and then she sighed in contentment.

"You make me crazy," she moaned softly. "Your big cock makes me so
crazy!"

James wasn't listening. He was stabbing his prick into her like he
wasn't ever going to stop. Sherry could see the taut muscles in his
ass as he drove his prick into Ginger's pussy. He was lifting Ginger's
ass off the bed with every thrust.

I'm going to come," he whispered.

Not in me," Ginger whispered. "Let me feel it on my body. Don't come
inside me!"

"All right, you cunt!" James screamed. "You want to feel my cum,
bitch, I'll let you feel it. You fucking cunt!"

James yelled again as he suddenly pulled his wet prick out of her
pussy. Sherry couldn't take her eyes off his enormous prick. She could
see the first few drops of cum dripping out. He seemed to have gallons
of it. Ginger was touching the goo with her fingers, running her
fingers all through and wetting herself.

"Oh fucking shit," James groaned. "That was fantastic."

Sherry moved away from Jim. He had been squeezing her tit and she
thought it was time to stop. Soon Ginger and James would look up and
catch them.

"Hurry," Sherry said.

'What are we doing?" Jim asked.

"We're going downstairs and ring the doorbell," Sherry said. "They'll
never know what we saw."

But Sherry knew she'd never forget it, even if she never told her
friend about it.

CHAPTER TWO

The gymnasium had been decorated beautifully for prom night but Sherry
was having trouble paying attention to any of the decorations. She
knew that Jim was also having trouble. They were both thinking about
what had happened, about what they had just seen.

Ginger and James had no idea that they had been watched. They probably
wouldn't have cared if they had known. They were so much in love.

Sherry was shocked, however, by her friend's actions. She had always
thought that Ginger was a virgin. Ginger had never talked about doing
anything like that and it caused new feelings in Sherry that she
didn't understand.

"Let's dance," Jim had said.

She had agreed but she suddenly realized that Jim had only wanted to
be close to her, to feel her body crushed against his. He was not
dancing so much as rubbing her body against his. She knew how excited
he was because she could feel him trembling.

"I think we'd better get some punch," Sherry said.

"I don't think punch is going to help me," Jim said. "Hot damn,
Sherry. Have you ever seen anything like that?"

"No," Sherry answered.

Jim got the punch and they sat down by themselves over in a dark
corner. They watched the others dance for a while but both of them
were thinking the same thoughts.

Sherry kept remembering the look on Ginger's face. Ginger had looked
like she was having the best time in her life. Sherry's mother had
always told her that sex was not that great. Sherry thought she would
enjoy it but not as Ginger was enjoying it. Ginger was practically
acting like an animal.

"I need some fresh air," Jim said.

"Let's walk outside," Sherry agreed.

This was the senior prom and nobody was going to stop them from
walking on the senior court. It was a nice evening outside, but a tad
cool and Sherry shivered a little. Jim took that opportunity to put
his arm around her. His hand moved down her front and came close to
the creamy curve of one tit.

"You'd better watch out," Sherry warned.

"I don't think I've ever been this hot," Jim said. "I don't think I've
ever felt like this."

"Just calm yourself," Sherry said.

"Didn't it even excite you? Watching that?"

"Of course it excited me a little," Sherry said. "I'm human, you know.
But you don't have to keep talking about it."

Jim put his arm around her a little more tightly, his hand moving down
her body. She wanted to stop him, she really did, but his fingertips
were already stroking the tops of her creamy tits. There was a burning
sensation in her belly and she wanted to move away but she didn't.

"Kiss me," Jim said.

She turned her head toward him and kissed his mouth. She felt his
tongue pushing between her lips. She kept her mouth tightly closed for
a few moments but then she gave it up. She opened her mouth slowly and
his tongue went deep into her.

She heard a muffled giggle over in the corner and then there was the
loud sound of a slap. Somehow even that seemed exciting, and Sherry
found herself being pushed down onto a cold concrete bench.

"Oh, baby," Jim groaned. "You really turn me on. You make me hot all
over!"

Jim's hand was moving down slowly. Jim had gotten her blouse
unbuttoned before but she had always had a bra on and he had never
gotten his hand inside it. This time she realized he would have his
hand on her bare titty but somehow she didn't have the strength to
stop him.

"You shouldn't, Jim," she whispered.

His hand moved inside the top of her gown and his hand cupped her
rounded tit. His fingers moved across her nipple and made her tremble.
She knew exactly what he was doing as he started to lift one of her
creamy tits out of her gown. She looked down at herself as the gown
fell away. Her creamy tit was poking out and she could see his hard
brown fingers caressing her titty-flesh.

"We shouldn't be doing this," she moaned.

"I'm sorry, baby," Jim said. "I'm so damn hot. I've just got to play
with them a little."

He was playing with her titty a lot. His fingers kept brushing back
and forth along her burning titty-flesh and his fingers seemed to be
causing desire to flow down in her belly.

She put her hand over his. She wanted to pull his hand away but
somehow she couldn't. She found herself pressing his hand tighter
against her titty.

He was kissing her again and this time she started moving her tongue
frantically against his. Something in the back of her head kept
telling her that she was about to lose control but she ignored the
warning. She had never been on such dangerous ground before.

His hand moved over to her other titty. Somehow he was working her
gown down to her waist. Now she really was in trouble. There was no
way she could cover up in time if someone came along, and yet she
still couldn't stop him.

"Oh, please don't do this," she said.

She had known that Jim would ignore her. He had not gone this far with
her before and he wasn't about to stop now.

"You're so fucking beautiful," Jim groaned. "Your tits are so fucking
beautiful. I can't get enough of you."

She knew she should somehow stop him but she couldn't. She had one
hand on his head as he moved down her form. His lips touched above one
titty and she knew what was going to happen as she felt his hot breath
blowing against her tits.

"Oh, Jim," she moaned.

His lips moved down a little more. His breath blew against one of her
already rigid nipples and she squirmed a little on the hard seat. She
wanted to run away from the feelings she was having but she couldn't.

Jim's mouth opened. His lips touched her nipples gently and then he
sucked her nipple into his mouth. He held it inside his mouth for a
few moments and then he started sucking it deeper.

"Jim, don't," she moaned. "Don't please."

But Jim wasn't listening and she no longer really wanted him to stop.
His hungry mouth kept licking and sucking at her titty. He moved his
hungry mouth to the other titty and his teeth nipped at her gently.
His tongue licked across her nipple and then he was sucking even
harder at her titty-flesh.

He seemed to be getting almost all of her titty inside his mouth. He
was chewing and nibbling on her titty-flesh until she was squirming
with pleasure.

"I've never felt anything like that," she moaned. "Not in my life.
That feels so good!"

She was telling him the truth. His lips made her shiver all over and
she could feel wet saliva dripping down on her belly. She put both
hands behind his head and pulled him closer. His teeth nipped gently
at her flesh and then he pulled his head away. He couldn't seem to get
enough of looking at them.

His hand fell to her knee. He wasn't going to be able to pull her gown
up but he could put his hand where she had never allowed it before. He
moved his hand up to her thighs and then a little more until he was
actually rubbing between her legs!

"Don't do that, Jim," she whispered.

He was licking her titties again and rubbing her pussy with one hand.
She had played with her cunt before. She wouldn't have ever admitted
it to anyone but there had been times when her pussy had gotten really
hot and she'd had to do something.

This was one of those times and his hand was making her hurt from
desire. She found herself lifting her ass up to press closer against
his stroking fingers.

"I've never felt like this before," she said.

"Neither have I, baby," Jim assured her.

She knew it had a lot to do with what she had seen Ginger doing.
Ginger had been fucked. She was no virgin after all the talking the
two girls had done together. Ginger hadn't told her the truth and now
Sherry was confused about how she felt about things.

"Let me pull your gown up," Jim asked. "Let me pull it up to your
waist."

"No," she said.

'Come on, baby," Jim pleaded.

"I'm not Ginger."

"I know you're not. I just want to play a little."

Jim's mouth was back at her titty. He was opening it wide and sucking
at her titty-flesh and she couldn't seem to find the strength to stop
him. His hand moved down to the hem of her gown and she knew what he
was doing. He was slowly pulling up her gown and she told him no, but
he was doing it anyway.

"Stop, Jim," she said, but her voice lacked conviction.

He had her gown up to her knees and he didn't have to pull it up any
further. His hand could slip inside now and he touched between her
thighs, his fingertips stroking her. She closed her thighs together
but she knew it wasn't going to do any good.

"You taste so good, baby," he said. "You taste really good. I love
sucking your titties." He opened his mouth wider, trying to get all of
her titty inside his mouth. She relaxed a moment and his hand seemed
to drive for the target. He had his hand between her legs and he was
rubbing her pussy.

"You shouldn't do that," she moaned. "Oh damn, you shouldn't do that,
Jim!"

His hand moved around her panties. She knew what he was trying to do
and she started to squirm. She was scared of what might happen if
someone should find them. She would be marked for life!

His fingers got around to where he wanted them to go. He was gently
stroking her pussy and his fingertips seemed to be made of fire. She
had played with herself before but it had never been like this. He
gently pushed one finger into her virgin pussy and started moving it
around.

"Oh, you shouldn't be doing that," she moaned.

"Don't you like it, honey?"

She did like it, she liked it too much. Still, she might have been
able to stop him if he hadn't pushed that other finger into her pussy
and let his fingertips brush against her clitty. Her hard bud seemed
to throb as his fingers brushed them.

"Oh, Jim," she moaned. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I've never
felt like this before!"

Jim started sucking at her titty. His mouth made the same wet noises
that James' mouth had made on Ginger's titties. Sherry knew it had
gone too far for her to stop him. She closed her eyes and gave in to
the delicious pleasure feelings.

She stopped thinking about anyone walking by. All she could think of
was how sweet he was making her feel. His fingers kept moving in and
out of her sweet pussy gently. It was almost like he knew where to
touch her that would excite her the most.

"I love it," she moaned. "I know it isn't right, but I really do love
it!"

Jim rammed another finger into her cunt. He wasn't being as gentle as
before. Now his fingers started moving in and out of her pussy very
quickly. She felt wet and she could hear her pussy making wet little
sounds and it shocked her. She wanted him to stop. She was sure
someone could hear it even down the walkway.

"I love your body, baby," Jim said. "I think you're so sexy. I think
you're the best looking thing that ever came along."

His words turned her on even more. He was bending down to suck her
titties again. His fingers worked in and out of her cunt and she knew
it was happening to her. She didn't want to fight against it, even
though she was ashamed of herself. It felt so good. Her body was
slowly building up a fierce heat.

"Oh, Jim," she moaned. "Oh, that does feel good. I can't control
myself. I can't."

She knew she would look lewd to anyone who came along. She probably
looked obscene to Jim. She was in her prom dress and it was gathered
at her waist while Jim sucked at her tits and drove his fingers into
her pussy. It was a crazy thing to be doing.

"Oh damn," she said. "It's going to happen to me. Oh, Jim, it feels
good. It feels so fucking good. I'm going to come, Jim. I'm going to
come. Oh shiiiit!"

Even Jim was surprised by the quick way she started jumping around on
her seat and the sudden rush of wet juices that soaked his fingers.
Her body twisted with pleasure for a few moments. Then she sighed as
the last pleasure spasm went through her and she relaxed. Immediately
her good sense took over as she remembered where she was and what she
looked like. She started trying to cover herself up.

"Don't do that, baby," Jim said. "Don't try to get away!"

Jim kept pushing her hands away as she tried to cover herself. She was
ashamed of what had happened, sick at herself and how she had allowed
herself to lose control with Jim-and right in the middle of the senior
court! It was disgusting.

"Take your hands away," she said.

She was trying to pull her gown up but Jim kept pulling it back down.
His hands kept grasping her titties, his fingers rubbing back and
forth across her still aching tits.

"Come on, baby," Jim said. "You can't leave me like this."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I'm so hot. I need to get my rocks off. I need it bad. Couldn't you
just play with my cock or something like I did you? We don't have to
fuck."

"I'm not going to do anything," she said.

Jim kissed her mouth again and she could sense his hunger. She felt
sorry for him. She had not meant for him to get this excited but now
she could see that she couldn't just walk away from him.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"Let me have your hand," he told her.

She gave him her hand, both afraid and excited as he brought her
fingers to his crotch.

She jumped a little as she touched the hard cock in his trousers. She
closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Closing her eyes made her see
James' hard cock and she quickly opened them again.

"It feels so hard," she said.

"It is so hard, baby," he told her. "Take it out. Take it out and play
with it. Make me come, baby. I need it so bad."

"I've never done anything like that before," she said.

"Do it for me," he said.

Sherry was still afraid but she knew she was going to do it. She
wanted to do it for him. Sherry's panties were sopping wet as she ran
her fingers up and down his rock-hard prick. It was making her nervous
as his prick jumped in her fingers. She took a deep breath as she
pulled down his zipper as far as it would go. She slipped her hand
into his trousers and felt his massive prick bulging inside his
underwear. His shorts felt sticky. She wanted to draw her fingers away
but she didn't.

She grabbed the elastic band and pulled the shorts away from his
swollen prick. Then she slowly pulled his prick out of his trousers.
She wrapped her fingers around it and looked at the bulging cockhead
carefully.

She had seen James' stiff cock but it had been from far away. This was
the first cock she had ever seen up close. His prick was red and
swollen and it twitched against her fingers. She could see the bulging
blue veins all over his prick.

"Rub it, baby," he groaned. "Rub it for me. Rub it hard. Oh shit, your
hand feels good!"

She couldn't stop looking at his big cock. It was frightening. She
closed her hand around his swollen prick and started moving her hand
up and down. Her fingers were suddenly slippery with his leaking jism
but she kept moving her hand, her heart hammering in her throat.

"Would you lick it for me, baby?" he asked. "Just lick it a little.
That's all I want."

"I couldn't," she said.

"Please," he said.

She couldn't refuse. There was a throbbing inside her belly. She bent
her head. What was she doing? She could be branded a sick woman for
this. Yet, she couldn't help it. She stuck her tongue out as far as it
would go and she barely touched the tip of his bloated cockhead.

"Mother fucking shit!" he yelled. "Mother fucking shit! I'm coming. Oh
fuuuuck!"

She tried to move back but she wasn't fast enough. His prick suddenly
exploded in a flood of thick white cum. His cum spattered on her face
and on the fringe of her green dress. She jerked back a little more.
She had cum on her face! She just couldn't believe what had happened
to her.

"I'm sorry, baby," he said. "I'm sorry. I just lost control. I
couldn't help it!"

He was trying to wipe her off with his hand when they both suddenly
realized that they were not alone. There was someone standing near
them. Sherry looked up in alarm. It was a rough-looking young man and
he was laughing at them.

"Who are you?" Jim asked. "What do you want?"

"I don't want you, mother fucker," the young man said. "I came for
your girlfriend."

The young man reached down and grabbed Sherry by one arm. He was
dragging her up off the bench and Jim jumped up to help. The young man
moved very quickly. He caught Jim with a brutal punch in the stomach.

Sherry clawed the young man's face and broke free. Immediately she was
confronted by another man. Jim was trying to regain his breath. The
other man took a knife out and placed it at Jim's throat.

"Be still, cunt," he said. "Or your boyfriend gets his throat cut."

"Put your arms in back of you!" the young man said.

She put her arms behind her and her hands were roughly tied. She was
pushed ahead of the young man and she began walking toward the back
entrance to the senior court.

CHAPTER THREE

Sherry could not believe it was happening. Her hands were being
roughly tied behind her, there was some sort of rope around her waist,
and she was being led away like an animal. She looked around for Jim
but she could not see him in the darkness.

"Don't worry about your boyfriend, sweetlips," a man's rough voice
said. "We didn't hurt him bad. You'd better save your worry for
yourself."

Sherry wasn't sure what he meant but she knew she wasn't going to like
it. She heard someone crying as she was led through the dark parking
lot. She kept wondering how this could be happening? There were
teachers at the prom, and plenty of big boys. She couldn't be just
kidnapped in front of all of them.

"In the back of the van, big tits," the man said. "Move your ass,
bitch!"

A hand touched her ass and she was pushed up into the back of a
crowded van. Another pair of rough hands grabbed her and she was
forced down on her hands and knees. Her hands were loosened and then
tied again. She realized her arms were being tied across some kind of
board in the center of the van. Then the world went dark as the van
doors closed. She heard crying near her and she called out softly but
there was no answer.

"Please, who are you?" Sherry asked. "I'm Sherry. Is there anyone else
here?"

"Sherry?" Ginger asked.

"Oh, is that you, Ginger?"

"Yeah. I'm here. So is Leslie Smith. We were all out in the garden.
Leslie keeps crying."

Sherry wanted to cry herself. Poor Leslie Smith. She was a small,
dark-headed girl who was from a rich family. She was the homecoming
queen and one of the most popular girls in school. Sherry and Leslie
had never been friends but now Sherry felt as sorry for her as she did
for herself.

"Stop crying, Leslie," Sherry said. "It's not going to do any good."

"You didn't hear the awful things they said," Leslie said.

"I heard some pretty awful things," Sherry said. "We've just got to be
brave. They can't get away with this."

"What are they going to do with us?" Leslie asked. "Are they going to
ask for ransom or something?"

"I don't know," Sherry answered.

But Sherry had a feeling that she did know. She had seen the way that
the youngster had looked at her. He had practically stripped her
naked. It made her shudder to think that he had seen her hand on Jim's
cock.

Sherry didn't like thinking about Jim's cock because it made her feel
strange all over. She was almost glad that it had ended when it had
because things might have really gotten out of hand.

"Do you think they're going to rape us or anything?" Leslie asked.

"There's no sense worrying about that until it happens," Ginger
answered. Sherry wished she could see their faces. The sounds of their
voices seemed even more frightening.

The van was moving, moving slowly as if the kidnappers had all the
time in the world. Sherry kept wondering how they had gotten away with
this. She realized that they had entered through the other entrance to
the senior court and she knew they had blocked the entrance to the gym
off while they had smuggled them out. The entire operation couldn't
have taken more than a few minutes.

Only the boys would know what had happened to them. There wasn't much
anybody could do. She knew that the police would have a hard time
locating the van if it went into the wooded areas around town.

"I wonder where they are taking us," Leslie said.

"Stop being such a crybaby," Ginger said. "We'll find out when we get
there."

Sherry started to say something to Ginger about the sharpness in her
voice but then she realized that the young dark-haired girl was also
frightened. It was her way of fighting back.

Sherry swallowed nervously. She didn't know how she was going to
respond when the time came. She hoped she would be brave. She hoped
they wouldn't do anything terrible to her. She had never been able to
stand pain.

"I'm so scared," Leslie said.

"We're all scared," Ginger said.

The van gained speed and it seemed like a couple of hours before it
pulled off the road and stopped. They hadn't talked in a while but
they could all smell the fear in the back of the van.

The doors opened. Sherry could see a grinning face underneath an old
hat. The man was bigger than some of the others and there was a
younger boy standing behind him.

"Out of the van, bitch," he said.

He reached up and undid something and then he dragged Sherry from the
back of the van. He fastened a silver chain around her neck and made
sure that her hands were firmly tied behind her.

"All right, Bobby," he said. "This one is yours." 

The young man named Bobby stepped up to her. She was watching with
wide open eyes as he took the end of the chain and started tugging.
She didn't move. She didn't want to leave her friends. She knew
something terrible would happen to her if she left.

"What are you doing to do?" Sherry asked.

"We're just going to have a good time, baby," Bobby said. "Something
I've been wanting to do since I first put my eyes on you. Did you and
your boyfriend have a good time? Your tits were really hanging out."

Bobby was licking his lips and she knew that what he was thinking
about was turning him on. He moved close to her and she backed away.

"Don't run away from me, bitch," he said.

She was aware that Leslie and Ginger were watching closely. They both
gasped as Bobby stepped up and suddenly rammed his fist into Sherry's
stomach. She gasped and bent over. Bobby slid both his hands into the
front of her gown and lifted her titties out.

"Fucking beautiful," Bobby said.

Bobby's hands were cruel and strong. He twisted her titties and forced
her down on her knees. She had never known such pain. It was so
different from the gentle way Jim had been playing with her tits only
moments before.

"Kiss my boots, bitch," Bobby said.

Sherry would have done anything to escape the pain. She was aware of
her blond hair falling around her face as she started kissing the
young man's boots. She felt sick with shame but she kept kissing his
boots until he moved away.

"You learn fast, bitch," he said. "And I don't think you like pain
very much. That's good. You won't fight too much!"

Bobby jerked her to her feet. He kissed her mouth hard and pushed his
tongue between her lips. She wasn't going to fight him. She knew that
fighting him would only get her hurt and she didn't like pain. She
opened her mouth and his fat tongue slid inside her lips. He started
moving it around inside her mouth and she fought the urge to bite it.

"You are really learning fast," Bobby said.

"Are you going to rape me?" she asked.

"Not tonight, baby," Bobby said. "We've got other plans for you
tonight. But that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun with you. You
don't mind a little fun, do you babe? You didn't mind a little fun
with your boyfriend. You had his cum all over your fingers!"

She breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps all he would want was for her
to play with his cock a little. She could do that, at least she
thought she could. Anything, so long as he didn't rape her.

Bobby pressed her back against the van. He bent his head and bit at
one of her titties. His teeth hurt her and it made Sherry cry out. She
wished he would take her somewhere else and do this. It shamed her
that her friends were there watching.

"I'm going to have a good time with you, baby," Bobby said. 

He moved both hands up and started cupping her titties. This time his
hands felt gentle. She almost hated that as much as his being cruel.
Gentle fingers sent funny feelings through her. His fingers gently
moved over her swollen nipples.

"Get down on your knees again, baby," he said.

Bobby twisted her titty to show that he meant it and Sherry went down
on her knees in front of him. Bobby put his big hand behind her head
and jerked her face against his crotch.

"Smell it, baby," Bobby said. "You're going to get to know it really
good. It's a man's cock. You've never been this close to one before
but you're going to get a lot closer."

Bobby gripped the back of her head and kept rubbing her face against
his crotch. He was right. She had never been this close to a man's
cock before. She kept thinking about her boyfriend and how it had felt
to have his cock in her hand. She knew that Bobby was going to want a
lot more than just her caressing his prick.

Bobby's hands moved down to her titties again. He started caressing
them gently but she shivered with fear. She knew how they could hurt
her.

"All right, baby," Bobby said. "Undo my belt. Pull my pants down. Now,
bitch!"

"Don't make me do that," she said.

He smashed his fist against the side of her head. It left her dizzy
and sick for a moment. She shook her head to clear the cobwebs and he
started to swing again.

"I'll do it," she said quickly. "I'm doing it!"

Her trembling hands went to his belt. She was frantically undoing it
as she wondered why this awful thing had to happen to her? It wasn't
fair. It was a cruel nightmare.

Her hands trembled as she undid his belt just as she'd undone Jim's
belt a little earlier. She pulled the belt open and then pulled his
pants down to his knees. He was wearing boxer shorts and she swallowed
nervously as she looked at the huge bulge that changed the shape.

"Hurry up, bitch," Bobby said. "We've got things to do. We can't stay
here all night."

She was vaguely aware that others were pulling Leslie and Ginger out
of the van. It didn't seem to matter anymore that there were others
around. Now all that seemed to matter was how she could make Bobby
happy without doing too much and without getting hurt.

She pulled his boxer shorts down to his knees and freed his swollen
cock. She glanced away with a red face. She had looked at Jim's cock
but she hadn't been this close. Now, even in the dark, she could see
every blue vein running up and down Bobby's big cock.

Bobby reached down and put his hands in her hair. He turned her face
back to his cock again. He held onto the back of her head tightly as
he pulled her face to his crotch.

"Now this is your first lesson in sucking cock, baby," he said.
"First, you have to get it nice and wet. You have to wet it with your
tongue. You have to get a lot of spit on it. Do it, cunt!"

She did it. She leaned forward and stuck her tongue out. She touched
the end of his cock and she was afraid she was going to be sick. She
drew her head back and knew immediately that it was the wrong thing to
do.

"Stupid bitch," Bobby said. "You're going to have to do better than
that."

Bobby slapped her face a couple of times. He grabbed her hair and
pulled her head back until she thought her neck was going to break.
Then he pulled her back to his cock again.

"Lick it all over, baby," he said. "Lick my cock. Lick it all fucking
over."

She was pulled back to his prick so that her tongue was touching his
cock. She started moving her tongue over his thick prick-flesh,
slurping up and down. She touched his heavy balls. She had never done
this before and she hoped she wouldn't get sick. She kissed the head
of his cock again and her tongue licked over the head and down around
the crown. She slowly started licking down to his heavy balls.

Touching her lips to the base of his cock, she took a deep breath and
the smell of cockmeat seemed to flood her nostrils. She started
licking his balls. She ran her tongue over his heavy nuts and then
down to the crack of his ass.

"Oh fucking shit, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to have a good time
teaching you things. Oh shit yeah!"

Her tongue kissed his balls. She started licking and sucking at them.
She sucked his balls into her mouth and started rolling them under her
tongue.

She released his cock and balls and lifted up her head and looked down
at his steamy cock.

She had thought it terrible just to play with her boyfriend's cock.
Now it seemed twice as bad to feel Bobby's huge cock trembling against
her fingertips.

Her head moved forward again. She touched her lips to his cockhead and
this time she opened her mouth as wide as she could. She took his
rubbery cockhead into her mouth and she slowly started sucking. She
thought she was going to be sick but somehow she kept herself from it.
She kept sucking until she suddenly felt his balls against her chin
and she quickly released him.

"That's pretty fucking good," he said. "You're doing all right for
your first time, virgin mouth."

Her mouth and nose filled with the salty taste of his cockmeat. She
felt his sticky wetness dripping into her mouth She wanted to jerk her
head back but she didn't dare. She had to make Bobby happy.

"I'm going to fuck your virgin mouth," he said. "I love fucking a
virgin mouth. I'm going to fuck your sweet little virgin mouth."

Bobby got a good hold on the back of her head. He started pushing her
head forward and she had to take nearly all of his cock inside her
mouth again. She could taste his salty cum and felt tears stinging her
eyes.

"Take it deep each time, baby," he said. "Just relax and take it deep.
Enjoy every fucking inch of my big cock!"

He started a steady rhythm of thrusting his cock into her mouth and
then letting her head come back as she gasped for air. It was painful
at times, but at least she didn't think she would get killed if she
did this.

His cock was a lot bigger than Jim's had felt and it was filling her
mouth with every stroke. She knew very little about sucking cock but
she did know that her neck was getting tired and she started doing
things to get it over with quickly.

She started using her tongue around the massive cockhead. She could
taste his salty tasting cum each time his swollen cockhead went over
her tongue and she knew that was going to happen. She knew she was
going to taste his cum this time. He was going to make her swallow it.

"You looked real good with your boy's cum all over your face, bitch,"
he said. "He couldn't control himself but you can enjoy the taste of
mine a little longer."

He was going crazy as he kept stabbing his prick into her wet mouth.
Her knees were beginning to hurt on the hard ground. She was beginning
to choke on the thickness of his cock.

"Keep moving your tongue around like that, bitch," he said. "Keep
moving your tongue around. You give fantastic head, baby. Where have
you been keeping yourself all these years, you cock-sucking bitch?"

He was fucking her mouth hard and fast and Sherry could feel his
fleshy cockhead getting deeper into the back of her throat with every
thrust. His balls kept slapping her chin and she was afraid she was
going to be sick but he showed no mercy.

"All right, you bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to give you your first
taste of real cum. Get ready, cunt. Ready, you fucking bitch. Oh
fuuuck!"

Something started splattering the roof of her mouth-his thick cum! She
couldn't spit it out. It was filling her mouth and dripping out the
corners of her mouth. She coughed and gagged, trying to swallow as
much as she could and wondering why this had to happen to her. He had
more cum than she believed possible. It kept spurting out the head of
his cock and she kept trying to swallow.

Finally he pulled his cock wetly out of her mouth.

"First lesson, bitch," Bobby said. "But don't worry. There's going to
be a few more lessons before the night is over."

CHAPTER FOUR

Sherry had no idea what had happened to the others. All she knew was
that her captor had dragged her off in a different direction. She was
now being led through a hallway of some kind and into a crowded room
where there were half a dozen men sitting around.

"Hot damn," one of the men said. "This is the best one yet."

"I knew you'd like her, George," Sherry's captor said. "She's still
prime virgin. I checked her myself. How about a bid?"

"One thousand dollars," the man said.

"Show us her tits," another man yelled.

"You know the rules," someone else said. "No tits until you pay for
it. Play by the rules."

Sherry stood there numbly with her hands tied behind her. She could
still feel the shame going through her as she remembered what had been
done to her already. And she had the feeling that the worst was yet to
come. She tried to look around for one look of mercy but there was no
mercy in any face.

The bidding was going up fast. She heard five thousand dollars and
someone went even higher. She didn't know what the final price was but
the man named George had made it. He was grinning as he came down the
steps and took the rope that went around her neck.

"You're going to come with me, bitch," George said. "Hurry up. I've
been looking forward to this all night."

George was a huge man with a red-looking face. There was also a cruel
glint in his eyes that frightened her. She had the feeling that there
was going to be no mercy with George. She also knew what he had bid
upon. He was going to take her virginity. She had been saving it for
Jim but now this man was going to brutally take it.

"Hurry up, bitch," George said, jerking at the rope around her neck.
"You're walking too fucking slow."

He jerked her neck again and she followed him up a long stairs. He
turned and went into the bedroom on the corner but there was somebody
already in it.

"Hey, what the fuck!" a man yelled.

"Sorry," George said. "But you're supposed to lock the door."

"I couldn't wait," the man said. "I was in a hurry to get at this
little beauty."

Sherry could see into the room and she gasped. Leslie was on the bed,
completely naked, tied on her hands and knees with a pillow under her
belly. A fat, hairy man stood behind her and he was slowly forcing his
enormous cock into her tiny pussy.

Leslie wasn't saying anything and her eyes looked blank. The only
expression was the one of pain as the huge man kept forcing his cock
deeper into her pussy.

"Don't do that to her," Sherry whispered.

"What's the matter, bitch?" George asked. "Don't you like watching?"

"No," Sherry said.

"Watch it anyway."

He grabbed Sherry by the hair and forced her face closer so that she
could see every detail of what was happening to Leslie. Now Leslie
moaned as the big man pushed a little harder and his prick seemed to
tear into her. His prick went all the way into her pussy from behind
and Leslie started sobbing in terror and pain.

"Fuck her good," George said.

It was the second time that evening Sherry had watched people fucking
but this time it didn't excite her. This time it hurt her as the man
started pushing his bloated cock in and out of Leslie's tight pussy.

"Good show," George said, "but I've got to get busy with my own little
bitch. I hope you got a good look at that, bitch. That's what your
pussy is going to be getting, pretty soon."

Sherry tried to jerk away but the man held her firmly. He took her
down the hall and he tried a few more doors. Finally he found an open
one and he pushed her inside.

The room was just like the other. George locked the door behind them
and gave her a shove toward the bed. Sherry nearly stumbled. Her mouth
felt dry and her heart was beating. It was about to happen, just like
it had happened to Leslie! She turned to face George and there was a
fighting look of determination in her eyes.

"So you want to fight me,." George said. "I can see it in your face,
bitch. You want to fight me. I'll enjoy it."

George grabbed the front of her gown and pulled it down. Her creamy
tits popped free and she backed up quickly. She was ashamed of the way
her tits stood out so proudly in front of his hungry eyes.

"Shit," George said. "You really do have a pair. You really look good,
baby!"

George came toward her and she started backing up. She was desperately
trying to think of some way to stop him but she couldn't. All she
could do was postpone it for moments.

"Leave me alone," she said. "My father could pay you money. He could
make it worth your while."

"I don't want your money, bitch," he said. "I just want some of your
hot pussy!"

George came after her. She tried to twist around him but he was tired
of playing. He hit her hard in the stomach and she grabbed her belly
in pain. She folded over and he pushed her down on the bed. Both his
hands gripped her creamy tits.

"Beautiful fucking tits," he said. "Really nice. I'm going to love
having you around for a while!"

He forced her backwards on the bed. She tried to struggle out from
under him and almost clawed his face. He slapped her hard. There were
tears running down her cheeks as she tried to fight her way out from
under him.

He undid her hands and took one of them in both of his. She started
smashing him with the other hand. He was cursing her but he pinned her
hand down above her. She didn't know what he was doing until she
suddenly felt something metal around her wrists.

"What the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm just fixing you up, baby," he answered. "I'm going to fix you up
good."

He had her arm chained and she couldn't get it free. He grabbed her
other arm and fastened it to some sort of metal ring on the other
side. Now her arms were spread out wide above her and she could do
nothing but kick at him.

George got up off the bed. He was looking at her with a smug
satisfaction.

"You just keep fighting, baby," he told her. "You just keep moving
that hot little ass around. I'm going to love it when I get my cock
into you!"

She knew she was nearly helpless. She tried pulling her hands free but
she was caught solidly. She could only kick at him and now her green
evening gown had pulled up above her knees and he was getting a good
look at her legs. He licked his fat lips.

He moved over to the bed. He sat down beside her and put his hand on
her knees. He slowly moved his hand up to the edge of her skirt and
Sherry tried to turn over on her side but she couldn't get his hand
off her. It made her skin crawl.

"I'm going to take my time with you, bitch," George said. "I'm going
to take my time and enjoy every inch of your delicious body!"

She couldn't stop him as he moved his hand up higher. His hand went
underneath her skirt. He was touching her thighs. His fingers stroked
her naked thighs as she closed them tightly together.

"You should learn to relax, baby," he said. "You fight too much. You
should relax and enjoy yourself."

"You bastard," she said. "You sick bastard!"

"Such language from a young lady."

His hand moved up higher. He was watching the terror on her face as
his hand finally touched her panties. He enjoyed it as his fingers
moved around her cunt. He started stroking the line of her panties
almost down into the crack between her legs.

"Don't do that, please," she whispered. "I'll do to you what I did for
that other man. Please don't do that."

"You mean Bobby? What did you do for Bobby? Did you suck his hard
prick?"

"Yeah," she said. "I'll do anything, but please don't do that to me.
I'm a virgin."

"Of course you are. You wouldn't be worth all that money to me if you
weren't a virgin. I like young virgins. I get them so I can break them
in right."

His rough fingers found a way around the edge of her panties. She
gasped as one of his fingers probed her pussyhole. He laughed at the
way she struggled against her bonds.

"It's not going to do you any good to try and get away," he told her.
"You're my piece of ass for tonight."

George moved off the bed again. He watched her eyes as he casually
undressed himself. She turned away. She had never seen a man
completely naked before.

"Don't look away, bitch," George said. "Look at me. You look at me
now."

There was a commanding sound to his voice and she turned her head. He
was a thick round man and his chest was covered with black hairs. Her
eyes went down between his legs and she gasped at the enormous size of
his cock.

"Don't be shocked, baby," he told her. "You're going to like it before
the night is through."
 
Sherry felt sick as he got back on the bed again. He was tired of
fooling around. He reached up and grabbed the top of her gown and he
started jerking it down her legs. She struggled but it did no good. He
got it off her feet and he dropped it on the floor beside the bed. She
was left in nothing but her flimsy panties.
 
"Oh yeah," George said softly. "You're everything I like in a woman. I
bet you're going to be a fantastic piece of ass. I'm going to teach
you how to wrap those long legs around my back!"

"You sick bastard!" Sherry yelled.
 
George slapped her hard in the face and it stunned her for a moment.
It stunned her long enough for George to grab her panties and jerk
them down her legs. She was completely naked and George wasted no time
grabbing her most vulnerable spot. His hand buried itself between her
soft thighs.
 
"Let me feel that pussy," he groaned. "Let me feel that hot fucking
pussy. I'm going to see what you're made of, baby. I'm going to see
about that sweet cunt!"

It was the second time that evening that fingers had probed at her
cunt. But George's fingers were nothing like Bobby's fingers had been.
George's fingers were rough and hard and they seemed to thrust almost
savagely at her cunt.
 
It took him a few moments before he could work one fat finger into her
tight cunt. She screamed and begged for him to stop but he only worked
his finger in a little deeper.
 
"What's the matter, baby?" George asked. "This is only my fucking
finger. I've got lots better than just a finger."
 
He stunned her by ramming another rough finger deep into her pussy. He
rammed his fingers all the way against her virgin walls and there was
nothing gentle about the way his fingers explored her pussyhole.
 
He was like a wild animal. She had called him that and that was
exactly what he was. She knew that nothing could stop him from taking
what he wanted and what he wanted was her cunt.
 
He somehow jammed another finger into her pussyhole. He enjoyed the
look on her face as he made her squirm. George moved his fingers
around inside her for a moment and then drew them out. He stuck his
fingers in his mouth and sucked them for a moment.

"I'm going to fuck you silly, bitch," he said. "I'm going to give it
to you like you've never dreamed of getting it!"

She stopped struggling. There was no sense in it. She was not going to
stop him. He moved closer and rubbed his prickhead against her thighs.
He was leaking and his cum was making her leg feel sticky.

"Oh no, please," she said. "I'm begging you. I'm a virgin. Please
don't do anything to me. I'm just a young girl. You can get better
looking girls, girls who want it. Please don't."

"Of course I can get all the girls I want," he said. "I don't want
them. I want a little piece of your ass!"

She still didn't struggle. He was spreading her legs and she felt him
push his hand up to her cunt. His rough fingers stroked her cuntlips
and made her shiver. She felt one of his fingers rubbing at the
entrance to her pussy again.

He rubbed his prick against her leg again. He rolled over on top of
her and kept her legs open with one hand. He slowly started moving up
until his big red prick was pushing against the entrance to her virgin
cunt. He didn't push his prick right into her as she had expected. He
knew about virgins. He knew she was scared and her pussy was dry. He
wanted to excite her a little more.

He pressed his hot cock against the entrance to her cuntmound and then
started rubbing it up and down. His fat cockhead seemed to be
painfully stretching her cuntlips. He drew back. He put his hand over
her cunt again. His rough fingers parted her cuntlips and he started
working them in and out.

"You don't want to get excited, baby," he said. "You're fighting it.
You'll get hurt if you don't try and relax."

"You animal!" she said. "Why don't you leave me alone?"

George only smiled. He bent down and licked at her belly. It was a
strange, uncomfortable feeling for Sherry. She didn't like feeling his
hot breath blowing against her. She tried to turn over on her side but
that didn't work.

"Maybe I can get you a little wetter," George said.

George moved his head down and kissed her belly a little more. He
kissed at the top of her cunt. He sucked her cunthairs and into his
mouth and wet them with his tongue.

"No, don't do that," she whispered. "Why can't you just leave me
alone?"

His tongue went lower. She clamped her thighs together but he kept
licking at the tops of them. She shivered as his hand came up and
roughly forced her legs apart. Then his face went between her legs.

"Oh no, don't," she pleaded.

It was unlike anything she had ever felt. His tongue moved up and down
in her pussylips and he forced his tongue between her cuntlips and
into her cunt. Again he was moving it all around the inside of her
pussy.

He kept ramming his tongue into her cunt for a while but she fought
those baser urges and he realized it was a lost battle. He was content
to wait for a while. At that moment he was hotter than hell.

"I'd like to get you wetter, baby," he said, "but it's your fault.
I've got to have some of that virgin pussy. I'm going to have some,
bitch!"

He rolled over on top of her again and forced her smooth, soft legs
apart. Then he moved up until she felt his cockhead against her
pussylips once more. His cock looked huge to her, much bigger than any
she'd ever seen but probably that was because she was going to get
fucked by it.

Her head twisted back and forth in sheer terror as she wondered what
it was going to feel like to have his big prick splitting her virgin
cunt. She stopped moving, realizing that there was nothing she could
do about it.

He moved up until the head of his cock slipped past her cuntlips and
stretched her virgin cunt until she thought it was impossible. Just
the head of his cock was inside her but she was already thinking that
he was going to split her in half.

"What are you doing to me?" she screamed.

"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he answered. "I'm going to fuck your
sweet pussy!"

He pulled back for a moment and there was a wild grin on his face. He
thrust hard until his prickhead was up against her virgin walls. She
had only a moment to think when he gave her a savage thrust and his
thick prick plunged all the way up inside her hot pussyhole. She cried
in pain but he wasn't listening.

"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said. "I'm going to fuck your
hot ass off!"

He reached beneath her and grabbed her ass. He rested a moment before
he started thrusting in and out. He was really excited. She could feel
his thick cock inside her. George's hips moved very fast as he started
fucking her.

"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "You've got a hot little ass. You've
got a fucking sweet ass!"


His balls banged against her asscheeks as he fucked her. Those balls
felt heavy against her and she knew they had to be filled with thick
cum. He would soon be shooting that jism inside her. She shuddered as
she thought of it.

"I wish I could wait," George moaned. "I wish I could wait for you,
but I can't. Oh shit, I can't. Oh shiiiit!"

He came so fast that it surprised even him. His prick started jerking
inside her and then his hot cum started spurting inside her again and
again.

With one final spasm, he fell onto her with a force that knocked the
breath out of her. Sherry started getting her breath back after a few
moments. It had been so quick. She couldn't believe it. She had been
fucked! She had lost the virginity she had tried to save for her
boyfriend.

"You bastard," she said.

"You'll learn to love it, bitch," he said. "You'll really learn to
love it."

"Not from you," she said.

"We'll see," he said, and she didn't like his smile.

CHAPTER FIVE

Sherry opened her eyes and somehow knew that the day was already half
over with. Her body felt bruised and sore and she was no longer a
virgin. She could feel the dried blood between her legs and she
shivered as she remembered the hard pounding she had gotten the night
before.

She wondered where George was and she didn't have to wait long to find
out.

George came out of the bathroom. He looked angry as he bent over her.

"You weren't much of a fuck, bitch," he said. "You really didn't try
very hard."

"I hate you," she said.

"I thought maybe you'd learned your lesson," he said. "I guess you
haven't. Well, maybe your friend will help teach your lesson."

Sherry looked at him, puzzled.

"Your friend Ginger. She is your friend. You see, we know a lot about
you. We just didn't know that your friend Ginger was going to put up
such a fuss and then it turned out she wasn't even virgin ass. Her
cherry had already been popped."

"What have you done to her?" Sherry asked.

Sherry was sounding braver than she felt. At that moment she feared
and hated this man more than she had ever feared and hated anyone. And
she knew she was completely in his power, that he could hurt her if he
wanted, and that made it all worse.

"You want to know what we've done to your little friend?"

"Yes."

"All right," he said. "I'll show you."

He unhooked the chains that held her on the bed. He tied her hands
behind her and she didn't resist. He put a dog collar around her neck
and tied a silver chain to it. He then put a robe around her naked
body and buttoned it up front.

"Don't want all the guys looking at you," he said. "Not yet, anyway."

He took her downstairs and outside. She saw Leslie and she nodded. She
was dressed the same way Sherry was and her face was puffy and
swollen. She looked like she had been crying again. She was walking
meekly behind the man who held her chain.

"You walk behind me just like that girl," George said.

Sherry started to refuse but then shrugged her shoulders. There was no
sense in making him even madder. She would see Ginger first.

She was pushed along until they came to a clearing. She saw Ginger and
Ginger looked bad. Her back was striped from a whipping and her mouth
and eyes were puffy from being beaten. She was tied down on the ground
face down and there was a kind of round barrel underneath her and she
couldn't move.

"Nice looking ass," George said. "It's a shame she's been using it so
damn much."

"I don't understand why you're doing this to her," Sherry said.

"Because she was supposed to be a virgin," George said. "We were all
to pick out one sweet virgin. She wasn't a virgin. She's been shaking
that ass for some young fellow. The guy who got her is a little mad."

"But you don't have to hurt her," Sherry said.

"Maybe you'd like to take her place," George suggested. "You could,
you know. Just say the word and we'll put you over the barrel and beat
your ass a little."

Sherry found her mouth too dry to speak. She thought she would have
done anything for her friend but she knew she couldn't take that. She
couldn't help Ginger, not if it meant she would be put over the
barrel.

"All right, Bobby," George said. "Bobby Bishop knows how to use the
fucking whip!"

A young man walked out. He was dressed in a pair of shorts and an open
shirt. He carried a whip. Sherry swallowed nervously as Bobby looked
at her and caressed the whip like a woman's tit.

He moved closer. He drew back his hand and let the whip flash. Ginger
cried out in pain as the end of the whip hit her ass. He did it again
on the other cheek of her ass.

"That's just to warm her up," George said.

Now Bobby started moving his arm as fast as he could. It was almost
faster than Sherry's eyes could follow but she could hear the loud
crack of the whip hitting Ginger's ass. She could also hear Ginger's
loud sobs.

"Move your ass, bitch," Bobby said. "Move your ass like you're getting
fucked."

Sherry cried at Ginger's humiliation. Ginger started moving her ass in
an obscene way just as if she was getting fucked. Bobby turned the
whip around. He moved even closer to Ginger and he pushed the handle
of his whip between her asscheeks.

"Nice ass," Bobby said. "Beautiful fucking ass. You really know how to
move it, baby, but then that's why you're here. You've been moving
that ass for some other boy."

He moved the whip handle down her ass and between her legs. He gently
pushed the knob of his whip between her legs and Sherry realized that
he was pushing his whip into Ginger's cunt!

"That's right, baby," Bobby said. "Move your ass against my fucking
whip. Show me how you fuck leather."

Ginger was sobbing softly but she was still moving her ass. Sherry
knew that Ginger didn't want to feel that whip anymore.

Bobby shoved the whip handle a little deeper into her pussyhole.
Ginger screamed as the whip handle almost vanished in her tight cunt.

Bobby looked like an animal as be started pushing the whip handle in
and out of her pussy. He finally drew it out and walked around to her
face.

"Lick the handle," he commanded.

"No," Ginger said, shaking her head.

"Fucking slut!" he said.
 
He lashed her across the face with it. He watched the blood spurt from
her smashed lip. Then he bashed the other side of her face and Ginger
cried out in pain.
 
"Lick the handle, fucking cunt," he said. "Lick your own pussyjuices
off of it!"
 
Ginger was shaking her head from side to side but it was only a reflex
action. He pressed the handle against her mouth and this time she
started licking it. Her pink tongue moved up and down the whip handle,
slimy with her own cuntjuices.
 
"That's a good girl," Bobby said. "You see how much better things are
if you do as you're told."
 
He made her lick the whip handle for a long time. Finally she had it
glistening with her own spit. He pitched the whip away and unzipped
his trousers. He pulled his cock out and rubbed it against her face.
 
"Let's see how you can do against my handle," he told her.

 
Ginger looked sick but she started licking his cock. She licked and
kissed his big prick all over. Sherry licked her lips as she
remembered how it had been the night before. She remembered being
forced to suck that huge cock. She didn't know that the worst was yet
to come for poor Ginger.
 
"That's right, baby," Bobby said. "You're doing a good job. Now lick
it nice and clean. Lick my prick good!"
 
She moved her pink tongue all over his halfhard cock. It was slowly
getting harder and a few moments later it was pushing hard against her
lips. Bobby reached down and grabbed her hair. He pushed her head back
and pressed his prick against her lips so that she was almost choked
with the size of it.
 
"This time, take it in your mouth and move your head back and forth.
You know how to do it. I'm going to fuck your face for a while!"
 
Ginger had no other choice and she let him push his big prick into her
lips. He gripped her head and started running his prick in and out of
her mouth. Sherry could see dripping saliva running down the side of
Ginger's mouth and dripping on her tits. She was sucking fast and she
was taking his prick deep into her throat with every movement of her
head. His wasn't the first cock Ginger had ever sucked.

"That's enough, baby," Bobby finally said. "I'm not ready to come. Not
yet. I've got another surprise for you."

"What else can you do to me?" Ginger asked.

"I haven't even started yet, baby," he told her. "Things are going to
get really kinky from here on."

George nodded and Bobby walked off behind the house. He was gone for a
few minutes and nobody said anything. It was like everyone knew that
something terrible was about to happen.

Sherry did not know how terrible things could get until Bobby came
back around the side of the house and he was leading a huge black dog.

"What are you going to do to me?" Ginger cried. "Oh no, please not
what I think! Oh damn, no."

"What's the matter, baby?" Bobby said. "Didn't you think we could get
kinky enough for you?"

Bobby led the dog around to the front of Ginger. Sherry could see the
almost human hunger in the dog's eyes as it sniffed at Ginger's face.
Bobby reached down and unleashed the dog.

"Fido here is a pretty smart dog," Bobby said. "He's done this before.
I think I'll let him find your pussy all by himself."

"No!" Ginger screamed. "Please, no. You can't do this to me. This is
sick!"

Sherry wanted to run to help her friend but she couldn't seem to move.
She had never dreamed of seeing anything like this. Her heart was
pounding and George must have known what she was thinking because he
gave her a little pull on her leash.

"Don't you get any ideas," George said. "You try to help her and we
can always find another dog."

Sherry didn't move. She told herself that she was not a coward but she
was more afraid than she had ever been in her life.

The dog looked bigger than any dog Sherry had ever seen and it was
obvious that he was in a high state of arousal. He was moving around
Ginger slowly, sniffing at every place he could find that looked
interesting.

Ginger was in hysterics and Sherry didn't blame her. She was terrified
by what was going to happen to her. She was screaming and begging at
the same time. She was promising Bobby anything he wanted. Sherry had
never heard such filthy language as Ginger described what she would do
for Bobby. Bobby only laughed.

"Sorry, bitch," Bobby said. "You should have been nice last night when
your man found out you weren't virgin cunt. You had a chance then. Now
I want to see the dog fuck you."

"Oh, help me," Ginger pleaded.

Her face turned to the circle of people but Sherry could tell that she
wasn't recognizing anyone. There were tears in her eyes and she was
numb with fear. Her face was a pale white. She was frantically jerking
at her bonds but she couldn't tear free.

"Don't do this to me," Ginger yelled. "Oh no, please. I'll do
anything. Oh fucking shit, Don't do this to me!"

The dog was finally around at Ginger's ass. Sherry could see
everything. She swallowed as she saw the dog's long red cock extending
as the dog sniffed at Ginger's asscheeks. Ginger started screaming
again but she couldn't jerk the chains loose or scream loud enough for
anyone to hear.

It was obvious that the dog knew where to go. Sherry could almost
imagine the pain and terror that was going on in Ginger's mind. This
had to be the most degrading thing that could happen to a woman. The
ugly dog sniffed at Ginger's cunt, then lifted up and put its paws on
Ginger's back. It was moving forward slowly and the red tip of its
cock was suddenly touching Ginger's cunt.

"Oh damn!" Ginger screamed. "Jesus, no! Don't do that to me. Oh
fucking shit!"

The dog was moving forward slowly, trying to get into exactly the
right position. Sherry could see that huge red cock poised at Ginger's
pussy as it changed the position a few more times. Then it was
thrusting forward. Half the cock went into Ginger's pussy and Ginger
stopped struggling as if she realized that it was too late to do
anything about it.

"Damn," Ginger said. "Damn, damn, damn!"

The dog thrust forward all the way. Suddenly its cock was all the way
inside Ginger's pussy. Then it stopped for a moment and Sherry noticed
the dog's excitement was making its body tremble.

"Let's go in now," she asked George.

"Fuck no, baby," George said. "We're going to watch every bit of this.
I don't want you to ever forget what might happen to you if you get
smart!"

The dog started fucking Ginger with short, hard thrusts. Bobby walked
back in front of Ginger again. He unzipped his trousers and pulled out
his cock. He was going to give Ginger the ultimate degradation. He was
going to stick his prick into her mouth while she was being fucked by
the dog!

Ginger tried to turn her head from side to side but Bobby grabbed her.
He bent her head back until she was willing to open her mouth and
start sucking him.

Ginger finally sucked his prick into her mouth and she began to bob
her head. Sherry wanted to close her eyes and shut out her friend's
horror. But she couldn't. George had noticed her closing her eyes a
few minutes before and he had pinched one of her titties hard. He
wanted her to see the entire show.

"That dog's really getting excited now," George said. "He's going
after that pussy!"

The dog did seem to be going crazy. It's entire body shook as it tried
to drive his prick deeper into Ginger's pussy. His back legs
straightened up as it got closer and closer to coming.

"Oh fuck," Bobby groaned. "The fucking dog's coming. He's coming
inside her. Hey! She's turning red just hearing me talking about it.
What's the matter, baby? Don't you like a dog's cum?"

It was obvious that the dog was coming. Ginger was trying to move away
and the dog was shaking like it was on fire. Its tail was wagging as
it fucked Ginger faster and faster. Finally the dog fell away from
Ginger and started licking itself in a satisfied way. It was
disgusting.

"Keep sucking my prick," Bobby moaned. "You don't want to stop now. We
could teach you other things if you don't do as you're told. We've got
other dogs."

Ginger seemed to shudder at the thought and she started to go after
his cock like she was starving and he was raw meat. She let her head
bob faster and faster and her teeth skimmed against his swollen
cockmeat.

"That's it, bitch," Bobby moaned. "That's the fucking way. Suck me
hard!"

Ginger was making loud gasping sounds as she sucked him. Her black
hair was flying behind her. She was letting some of his cum drip out
of her lips but she kept sucking hungrily, even though he was ready to
come.

"Oh fucking shit," Bobby yelled. "I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going
to blow my fucking wad. Oh shiiit!"

He grabbed hold of the back of Ginger's head and he held her firmly as
he started coming in her mouth. Sherry could see Ginger's mouth
working as she swallowed his thick jism. Finally some more of his jism
started leaking out of her mouth and dripping down to her tits.

"You did good, bitch," Bobby said. "Maybe you learned your lesson but
I don't know."

He took his prick out of her mouth. Ginger was whimpering in fear and
humiliation. Sherry knew one thing for sure. She didn't want to have
those dogs after her or Bobby either.

CHAPTER SIX

She was trying to sleep but she couldn't. George was snoring. She had
tried to ask him questions but he wouldn't answer. He had simply
grinned and told her not to be a nosy bitch. She was really
frightened. What they had done to Ginger had been horrible but she was
sure they were capable of doing worse things.

She heard a tapping outside her door. She thought it was her
imagination but then she heard it again. Slowly the door started to
open.

It was Ginger! Somehow the girl had managed to get away. She moved
softly as she came into the room, putting her fingers in front of her
lips.

"Is he asleep?" Ginger asked softly. "Where does he keep the keys?"

"In his pants," Sherry said.

Ginger glided across the room like a ghost. She went through his
pockets until she found the keys. She was very careful as she unlocked
Sherry's arms and legs.

"Come on," Ginger said. "We've got to get out of this place."

"How did you get away?" Sherry asked.

"I was just lucky," Ginger said.

George groaned and started to raise up. His eyes blinked open and it
took him a moment to realize what was happening. He started to reach
for Sherry but Sherry moved first. She had grabbed the lamp by the bed
and she brought it down across his head. He blinked in surprise and
then passed out.

"I think you killed him," Ginger said.

"I hope I did." Sherry said.

The two young girls slipped out of the room quietly. They listened for
a moment but they could hear nothing. They didn't know any of the
girls in the other rooms but they knew Leslie. Sherry looked at Ginger
in a question.

"We could send the police back for her," Ginger said. 

"We have to try," Sherry said. "She's already looking kind of numb. We
have to try to rescue her."

"All right," Ginger agreed.

Ginger led the way down to Leslie's room. Sherry opened it slowly but
almost immediately she knew that they could not rescue Leslie. They
heard the voices inside and the sound of bed springs.

"Don't do it to me there," Leslie was pleading. "It hurts down there."

"Shut up, bitch," the man said roughly.

"Not there," Leslie screamed again. "Not there. Not in my ass. Oh,
damn you. You bastard. It hurts!"

Sherry couldn't move for a moment as she watched the man moving
forward until his cock was buried in Leslie's tight asshole. He backed
up a little and then slammed back inside her again. Sherry had seen
enough. She started forward.

"No, damn it," Ginger whispered. "He's a big one. We'll never get out
of here if we have to fight him."

Sherry knew she was right, although she was tempted to try, the lamp
trick again. But, Ginger was already pulling her out of the room. She
followed Ginger down the hall and down the stairs. The front door was
open. They were free if they could find out where to go.

"Do you know where we are?" Ginger asked.

"Hell, I don't know," Sherry answered.

"Let's go that way," Ginger said.

They ran. They had no idea where they were going but they ran like
hell. They were in the woods in a few moments and it was so dark they
could hardly see.

"We've got to find a road somewhere," Ginger said.

They were both getting scratched by bushes but they couldn't feel it.
All they cared about was getting out of the woods. Sherry tripped and
fell. Ginger came back for her and helped her to her feet. Sherry
brushed away twigs from her arms and legs.

Sherry heard the noise behind her and she whirled around. It was
Bobby. He was dressed in a pair of shorts and he was holding his whip.
He was grinning at her and she didn't like it. She thought she had
never seen anyone look so evil.

"So you young ladies thought you'd try and leave us," Bobby said.
"That's a shame. We have to make an example of the girls who try to
leave."

Sherry never even saw him move his hand. He snapped the whip a few
inches from her face. It would have cut her cheek if it had touched
her.

"Run, Sherry!" Ginger cried.

But Sherry couldn't move. Somehow she knew it wasn't going to do any
good to move. Bobby didn't even try to catch her. Instead he lovingly
coiled his whip back up again, then jerked his hand. This time the
whip wrapped around Sherry's knees and jerked her legs out from under
her. She hit hard on her ass.

It hurt like hell but it evidently didn't hurt as much as Ginger got
hurt. She heard Ginger screaming in the darkness. A few moments later
Ginger's voice went silent.

"What's happening to her?" Sherry asked.

"You'd better worry about what's happening to you, baby," Bobby said.
"Or at least what's going to happen to you. Maybe I should scar up
your face a little for running away."

Bobby snapped the whip only inches from her face.

"No, please," Sherry begged.

Bobby laughed at her fear as he kept snapping the whip. Each time he
came closer to her face and she thought she was going to be horribly
scarred. Finally he stopped and coiled his whip up again. She was
trembling with fear as he walked over to her and put his foot on her
head. She went all the way down on her face. He applied a little
pressure that forced her face into the dirt.

"You're going to have to pay for running away," he said. "You're going
to be very sorry."

She was already very sorry. She was also remembering how she had hit
George with the lamp and wondering if she'd killed him. She was in
trouble if she had, even more trouble.

"You stupid bitch!" Bobby said. "Didn't you know you'd get caught? Did
you think you were just going to walk away?"

"No," she answered. "I guess I didn't."

"But you tried anyway. You always try."

Bobby sat down beside her on the grass. She didn't even think about
running away again because she had seen what that quick whip of his
could do.

"Sit up and spread your legs for me," he told her. "Spread your legs
wide. I want to took at your pink pussy."

She thought about resisting but there was no point in it. She sat up
and spread her legs as he had told her. She felt a blush of shame as
she saw that Bobby was looking right up between her thighs. She had
never felt so naked in front of a man.

"Play with your titties," he told her. "Lift your hands up to your
titties and play with them."

She didn't know what he was after but she did as she was told. She
moved her hands up her body and started caressing her tits. She was
surprised at herself. Her tits seemed to immediately get hard and
there was a slight itch between her legs.

"That's right," Bobby said. "Play with your tits. Make them nice and
heavy. Excite yourself, bitch."

Her fingers moved over her nipples and she gasped for breath. She was
getting hot. Playing with herself was exciting her and she didn't like
it. She would have stopped but there was something in Bobby's eyes
that told her she'd better not.

"Now keep playing with your titties with one hand," he said. "But I
want you to make yourself come. I want you to play with your pussy
with the other hand."

"Damn you!" she said.

"You'd better do what I want," he said. "You have no choice."
She kept stroking her titty with one hand and she slid her other hand
down her belly and to her cunt. She let her fingertips trace the
outline of her thighs. Her fingers moved closer to her moist pussylips
and she suddenly knew that she was going to lose control. She didn't
want to show how weak she was in front of this man but she had been so
hot for so long! Now her fingers moved a little closer to her wet
pussy.

"That's the way, baby," he said. "That's the way to play with your
pussy. Put your fingers in your cunt!"

Bobby was looking at her with hungry eyes. She slid her fingers a
little closer to her pussylips. She could feel the heat coming off her
pussy and she nervously licked her lips as she moved her fingers up
another inch and started stroking the outer lips of her cunt. She
hoped it would be enough.

"Stop fucking around," Bobby said. "That's not the way you play with
yourself at home, is it? I want to see some action. Stick your fingers
up your fucking cunt!"

There was no hope for it. She would have to do it. It wasn't that she
had never done it before. She just didn't like having somebody
watching.

Her fingers slipped inside her cunt and she started with two fingers
and worked them in slowly. Her cunt felt feverish. She knew her pussy
would be that way. She felt so damn sensitive all over.

"Keep stroking your tits," he told her.

"Do you have to do this to me?" she asked.

"The fun hasn't even started yet, baby," he answered her.

Sherry shivered at the hot expression on his face. She pushed another
finger into her cunt and started moving them in and out. She hadn't
wanted to respond but already her ass was lifting up off the ground.
She could feel her pussy getting wet.

"You're a hot bitch," Bobby said. "You just haven't admitted it to
yourself yet. You're a hot fucking bitch!"

Her finger brushed against her clitty and it sent a surprised spasm of
delight through her. She was fighting her own body's urges but she was
so tired. She had the feeling that she was going to give up at any
moment.

"I bet George really gave you a fucking tonight," Bobby said.

"Yes," she admitted.

"George likes to break you virgin cunts in right," Bobby said. "I'm
glad you didn't fight him too much. He wouldn't have liked that. He
can get real nasty."

She shivered when she remembered that she had hit him with a lamp. She
wondered how nasty he could get. She was sliding another finger into
her pussy, working both fingers in and out. She knew her juices were
wetting her fingers and mixing with the goo that George had shot into
her.

"You don't have to take me back," she said.

"I don't?" Bobby said, looking surprised.

"No," Sherry said. "We could have a good time if you didn't take me
back. I'd do anything for you. You know I would. I'd suck you anytime
you wanted it. Just don't take me back."

"You stupid cunt," Bobby said. "You're going to suck me anytime I want
anyway. I'm going to take you back, but first I'm going to have a
little fun with you. Keep playing with your pussy. Don't stop moving
your fingers. I want you to make yourself come. I want to see it right
now or I'm beating the shit out of you. 

She had stopped moving her fingers. Now she started moving them again.
She knew it was going to be easy to make herself come because there
were already some sweet, fiery spasms inside her pussy. Her ass was
coming off the ground to meet her thrusting fingers.

She could feel her fingers getting Wet from her own thrusting.

"Please don't make me do this," she said.

"You'd better shut your fucking mouth and concentrate on what you're
doing."

She got quiet as she started thrusting her fingers into her pussy a
little faster. She didn't try to fake it because she had the feeling
that he would somehow know. She started rubbing the edge of her
fingers against her clitty and a quick spasm went through her body.
Her tits started feeling achy.

"Oh shit," she moaned. "I am going to come. Oh shit, I'm coming. Oh
fucking shit. Oh shiiiiit!"

Her fingers had done the trick and he was certain to see that she
wasn't faking as her body twisted around on the ground. Her juices ran
down the insides of her thighs and she kept moving her ass until the
last spasm had gone through her.

"You come good, baby," he said. "Now get up."

She stood up and he motioned her over to a tree. She saw him take a
long length of rope from his pocket.

"What are you going to do with that?" she asked.

"Put your arms around that tree trunk and
shut up, cunt."

Sherry put her arms around the tree trunk and he tied her hands on the
other side. She knelt on the ground and was able to move around a
little, but not very far. She looked back over her shoulder and she
saw Bobby undoing his trousers.

"You don't have to tie me up," she said. "You know that."

"I had to tie you up for what I had in mind," he said.

She wasn't sure what he had in mind. His cock was rock-hard and he
knelt behind her and placed his cock against the entrance to her cunt.
He stabbed into her pussy from behind, stabbed so deep that he made
her cry out.

"I'm going to fuck you a little bit this way," he said.

Again she wondered what he meant but she didn't have time to think
about it now. He started moving his cock in and out of her pussy until
she was wet again. He reached around and started stroking her titties.
One hand moved between them and over her asscheeks. She got
uncomfortable when he started playing with her tight asshole.

Suddenly he stabbed a finger into her asshole up to his knuckle.
Sherry didn't like it and tried to twist away from him but he wouldn't
let her. He pressed his finger even deeper into her asshole as he kept
fucking her.

"Take your finger out," she said. "I don't like that."

"You're going to learn to like it," he said.

He gave her another couple of strokes and then pulled his stiff prick
out of her pussy. He finally took his finger out of her ass and she
realized what was going to happen even before he pressed his hot
cockhead against her asshole.

"Don't do that to me," she whispered. "Oh no, please don't."

"Sorry, baby," he said. "You shouldn't have tried to run away. You
knew better."

He reached around her and grabbed hold of her balloon shaped tits. He
had moved against her and was pressing his big cock against her tiny
asshole.

"Don't do this to me," she pleaded. "Oh, don't please. I know it will
hurt. Don't"'

"Just relax, baby," he said. "Just relax and it won't hurt but a
little bit."

She braced herself for the pain she knew she would feel. She
remembered her pain from the other fuckings but she had the feeling
that this was going to be a lot worse.

He started pressing against her asshole. He had somehow worked his
cockhead into her asshole and she tried to relax but it wasn't easy
with that huge muscle inside her ass.

He was slowly driving his cock deeper inside her, inching it farther
and farther up her asshole. He finally gave one last hard shove and it
went all the way inside her. It made her shudder as she felt how deep
it was.

His hands gripped her tits as he started pumping his cock in and out
of her asshole. He began to make animal sounds as he fucked her. He
was right. It had hurt at first but now she was loosening up and it
was getting easier for him to fuck her. It didn't hurt so bad if she
relaxed.

"You've got a great ass, baby," he said. "You've got a great fucking
ass!"

His balls were banging against her asscheeks so loudly that it sounded
like gunshots. His prick was getting bigger inside her asshole and she
knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

He gripped her titties a little harder, his powerful pounding shaking
her body each time he thrust. He was fucking her a little quicker and
her asshole felt sore.

"Bitch!" he groaned. "I'm going to give it to you this time, bitch. It
feels so fucking good. Oh shit. Oh shiiiit!"

He plunged his prick into her asshole hard. His prick was getting
bigger and his prickmeat started squirming inside her. His cum started
spurting again and again and she was filled up with it. He gave her a
couple more hard strokes before he pulled his prick out of her
asshole.

He walked around to her head. She could see it but she hated the
thought of what she was sure he was going to make her do.

"Lick it clean, bitch," he said.

She did but she thought she was going to throw up at any second.
Finally she had his prick glistening with her spit and he stopped. He
bent down and undid her hands.

"Let's go back," he said. "George is waiting."

Her heart began to pound in fear.

CHAPTER SEVEN

They dragged them back to the house. Sherry kept falling and her
captor would simply drag her along on her hands and knees for a while.
The choke chain would threaten to cut off her breath if she didn't
keep up. She felt sick to her stomach as they finally reached the
house. She didn't know what would be done to her but she had an inner
horror of being put to the dogs.

George was standing in the front yard along with a couple of other
men. George looked mad as hell and there was a bandage around his
head.

"What shall we do with them, sir?" Bobby Bishop asked.

"The pig pen," George said.

Sherry felt that sickness in her stomach again. It wasn't the dogs but
it sounded like something worse. She was dragged along behind the
young boy and into the back yard. There were no pigs but there was a
huge mud hole.

"This is our pig pen, ladies," George said softly. "It's for pig sluts
who try to run away. You'll find it interesting."

George was smiling at her but his hand was rough as he put it on
Sherry's shoulder. He squeezed until there were tears in her eyes from
the pain.

"You hit me, bitch," George said. "You're going to spend a while
paying for that."

George slammed her in the stomach with his other hand and she folded
over in pain. He gave her a push with his other hand and she landed on
her ass in the mud.

"The other bitch," George said.

Bobby gave Ginger a shove and she went into the mud almost on top of
Sherry. Sherry had to sink deeper into the goo to avoid being
fallen on.

"You two are best friends," George said. "It's only fair that you
should know us how good of friends you are. I want you two to wash
each other gently with the mud."

Sherry was trembling but she was afraid to move. Ginger was looking at
her with a blank face. Neither girl knew what to do. They didn't want
to anger George anymore but they felt all sticky in the muddy mess.

"So you don't want to be nice," George said. "All right. We'll do it
another way. I'll tell you what, Sherry. Don't be nice to your friend.
Beat the shit out of her. Do it now, or I'm going to bring the dog
over here and let him loose with the both of you."

Sherry looked at him in horror. She was afraid of those dogs. She
looked at Ginger and Ginger helped her make up her mind. Ginger didn't
want the dogs again either.

"Bitch," Ginger said. "I'm going to bury you!"

Actually, it was almost fun. They didn't really hurt each other but
they made a good attempt to cover each other with mud. Sherry was a
little uncomfortable at times, especially when her hands brushed
against Ginger's small tits.

"All right," George said. "Fun's over."

He made them get out of the mud hole. They weren't ready for what
happened next. Suddenly water started crashing against them so hard
that it knocked them on the ground. It was almost painful as the
powerful water stream covered them both. They rolled on the ground,
unable to get away.

Then, suddenly the water stopped. It had done a good job of washing
the mud off them. Sherry had a feeling that the worst was yet to come
as George stood over them.

"You two look real good down there," George said. "All naked and
clean. Like a picture or something. Now why don't you two kiss and
make up?"

Then men gathered around in a circle as if they knew what was coming
and were eager to enjoy it. Sherry felt like she was about to be
devoured by wild animals.

"Kiss and make up!" George demanded, his tone ugly.

Ginger leaned over and kissed Sherry lightly on the cheek.

"You're going to have to do better than that," George said. "I want to
see a kiss, baby. I want to see you really kiss each other or I'm
going to bring the dogs."

Sherry knew they had no choice. She put her arms around Ginger and
drew her close. She kissed Ginger's soft mouth. She had never kissed
another girl on the mouth before. There was a different texture to
Ginger's lips. Ginger was soft and hungry and it made Sherry feel
strange all over.

"That's good," George said. "Now do it again. I want you two to make
out with one another."

Sherry wasn't stupid. She knew what George was after. He would enjoy
standing there and watching them be humiliated. Sherry knew she would
never be able to hold her head up after this, but she could see no way
out.

"Come on, you two fucking bitches. You know what I want. Kiss each
other. Make out!"

Ginger kissed back this time. Sherry was afraid of the sudden hunger
in Ginger's lips. It made her start remembering things. Sherry had
always thought Ginger looked at her strangely sometimes and Sherry had
never liked changing clothes in front of her friend.

Now she could taste a funny kind of yearning in Ginger's mouth. Ginger
was the first to open her mouth and start pushing her tongue against
Sherry's tongue.

Sherry pushed Ginger away and gave her a shocked look. There was
something wild in Ginger's eyes. Her friend was moving closer again.
Ginger was wrapping her arms around Sherry and pulling her close.

"I think the little dark-haired bitch likes it," George said.

Ginger kissed Sherry again and this time the kiss was long and
lingering. Ginger's tongue was like a fiery dark snake sliding into
Sherry's mouth. Sherry tried to pull her head away but she was held
tightly.

Ginger was pressing her supple body closer to Sherry's. Sherry kept
wanting to move away but she couldn't. Ginger's hard pointy tits were
pressing against Sherry's larger ones.

"I think you're beautiful," Ginger said. "I've always thought you were
beautiful. Besides, we have to do this."

Sherry's breath was taken away. She had not expected this of her
friend, no matter how many funny looks she had been given. She was
being pushed back a little more and Ginger was crawling over her body.
Ginger's hot hands started stroking Sherry.

"This is going to be a better show than I thought it would be," George
said. "I'm getting a little hot and bothered already."

The men drew around in a tighter circle so that they could see every
detail plainly. Sherry thought that Ginger had forgotten about the men
watching. Ginger was concentrating on doing something she'd always
wanted to do.

"Ginger, please don't," Sherry said.

"Would you rather have the dogs?" Ginger asked.

No, she wouldn't rather have the dogs. She tried to relax as Ginger
started playing with her titties. Sherry couldn't believe her friend
was moving her hands over her titties so hotly. Sherry was beginning
to like the sensation.

"You're so beautiful," Ginger said.

Ginger kissed her mouth again and then moved over her body. Ginger's
lips opened and her tongue started darting in and out of Sherry's
mouth. One of Ginger's hands moved between them to stroke Sherry's tit
again.

Ginger's felt so soft as she stroked Sherry's nipple. Sherry gasped
for breath as the first hint of excitement made her body shiver. Her
tits were beginning to feel swollen. She was shivering all over when
Ginger started moving her head down her body.

"That's right," Bobby shouted. "Go after those tits, Ginger. Suck on
them. You know you want it!"

Ginger's hot breath blew against Sherry's tittles. Sherry looked down
and she could see Ginger's face against her tits. It was almost like a
dream. She watched as Ginger opened her mouth and gently took Sherry's
nipple inside her mouth.

"This isn't right," Sherry groaned. "You shouldn't. It does feel nice,
though."

She had admitted it out in front of these men. She had admitted that
it felt nice. She had no self-respect left. Ginger's mouth was a white
flame as she sucked. Her mouth opened a little more and she was
sucking even more of Sherry's titty inside her mouth. Ginger seemed
suddenly determined to get all of Sherry's titty inside her mouth. Her
teeth started nipping at the hot titty-flesh and Sherry gasped for
breath. Damn, it did feel good!

"Suck her good, bitch," George yelled. "She's going after those
titties now."

Sherry found herself responding. She was lifting her back up and
pressing more of her titty into Ginger's mouth. She could hear Ginger
making soft sucking noises and that turned her on. It wasn't fair that
her body betrayed her this way.

"Play with her pussy," George yelled. "Stick your hand on her pussy
and put your fingers in her pussy!"

Ginger lifted her head and seemed to consider it for just a moment.
Then Ginger's hand was moving down Sherry's body, her fingers playing
with Sherry's pussyhair. All the while she was hungrily sucking at
Sherry's titties.

"I have to do this, Sherry," Ginger said.Sherry knew better than that.
Ginger might have to do it but Ginger was enjoying herself at that
moment. Ginger's fingers were moving closer to Sherry's cunt at every
movement.

"Oh Ginger," Sherry moaned as those first two fingers gently parted
the petals of Sherry's cunt.

Ginger bit down hard on Sherry's tit as she suddenly pushed two
fingers deep into her pussy. Ginger started moving her fingers around
and the edges rubbed Sherry's clitty. It would have been impossible
not to get excited.

"I know you like it a little," Ginger whispered.

"I like it a lot," Sherry moaned.

"I've always wanted to do this," Ginger said. "But I've never had the
guts to try anything. It does feel good!"

Ginger's hot lips started tugging at Sherry's titty again. Sherry was
pushing her titty into Ginger's mouth as Ginger's fingers worked
deeper into her cunt. Ginger started thrusting her fingers in and out
like she was fingerfucking her.

"Let's see the other one eat some titty," some man suggested.

Sherry was afraid something like that was going to happen. She didn't
know how she felt about sucking on Ginger's titty. It seemed even
sicker than allowing Ginger to suck on her titties.

She didn't have any choice, though. She moved around Ginger and looked
down at Ginger's smaller tits with their rubbery looking nipples. She
drew her head back and took a deep breath. It had to be done sooner or
later and she finally lowered her head. She took one of the rubbery
nipples inside her mouth and sucked on it gently for a moment, then
spit it out. She moved her lips to Ginger's other nipple.

"Suck me, baby," Ginger moaned. "Suck me good. It feels so good when
you do that!"

Sherry opened her mouth wider and found that she was sucking more of
Ginger's titty inside her mouth. Ginger's hand was moving all over her
body and she moaned with pleasure as Ginger's fingers found her pussy.
Ginger spread apart her cuntlips and slipped one finger inside her
warm cunt, moving her finger around in a wide circle. She was touching
all of Sherry's cuntwalls.

"That feels so good," Sherry moaned.

"Let's see some pussy-eating," George said. "Come on, you bitch. Get
down there and eat the blonde's cunt. You know you want to. You're
nothing but a perverted cunt!"

Ginger looked up angrily. At first Sherry wanted to refuse but then
she remembered the dog and she couldn't afford to refuse. She grabbed
Ginger by the hair and started tugging her down.

"Do me, Ginger," Sherry said. "Come on, eat me. It's all right. I'll
never tell."

Ginger nodded. Her face went down Sherry's body and she kissed at
Sherry's belly. She moved her tongue around Sherry's cunthairs and
sucked some of them into her mouth. She moved her tongue down a little
more until she touched between Sherry's thighs.

"Eat her, bitch," George said. "That's what we're waiting on. Get down
there and eat her good!"

Ginger didn't waste any more time. Sherry moaned as Ginger's lips
pressed against her cunt. Ginger very carefully spread apart the lips
of Sherry's cunt, then slowly pushed her tongue deep inside Sherry's
pussy.

"Look at her go after that cunt!" George said. "I knew it the first
time I looked at her. She's a pussy-eater!"

Ginger did start to go after Sherry's pussy. She pushed her tongue in
and moved it around inside Sherry's cunt. She seemed to be tasting
everything she could. She finally drew her tongue back and rubbed it
across Sherry's clitty. Sherry moaned with surprised pleasure and put
one hand on Ginger's head.

"This is going to be great," George said. "Go ahead, bitch. Eat her
fucking cunt. Get down there and really eat that fucking cunt! Make
her come."

The men had gathered in an even tighter circle. They looked like a
pack of wild animals to Sherry. at that moment Sherry wouldn't have
cared if they were a pack of wild animals. What Ginger was doing to
her was beginning to feel good.

She put both hands on the back of Ginger's head. She spread her legs
wide and moved around so that Ginger had a better view of her pink
pussy.

Ginger slipped her hands underneath and grabbed Sherry's ass. Now the
men were silent as Ginger started ramming her tongue in and out. Her
tongue was very fast and it caused Sherry to feel things she thought
she would never feel.

"Oh shit, Ginger," Sherry moaned. "You're making me crazy. Oh shit,
that's nice!"

Ginger's hands slipped up Sherry's body and her fingers started
squeezing Sherry's titties, her tongue stabbing deeper into Sherry's
pussy. Sherry was trying to fight off the feelings. She didn't want to
come in front of these men. But Ginger's sweet tongue could not be
ignored.

Ginger's tongue moved around until she found Sherry's clitty. She
sucked it into her mouth and began to chew on it like an animal
chewing on a bone.

"Oh no, Ginger," Sherry moaned. "You don't know what you're doing to
me!"

Ginger knew exactly what she was doing. Her wet tongue was moving
around Sherry's clitty even as she sucked. At the same time she was
squeezing Sherry's ass.

Sherry could not fight down the feelings that were gnawing inside her
body. She knew it was wrong but she was responding to Ginger's tongue,
moving her ass a little faster. She knew her juices were filling
Ginger's mouth but Ginger didn't seem to mind as she swallowed loudly.

"Oh fuck, Ginger," Sherry moaned. "Oh fucking shit. It feels so good.
It feels so fucking good. I think I'm going to come. Oh shit, I am
coming. Shiiiit!"

She could not even think about the men looking at her as the wonderful
spasms of pleasure started rocking her body. All she could think about
was how good Ginger was making her feel. She flooded Ginger's mouth
with juices and Ginger kept swallowing. Finally the last spasm went
through Sherry's body and she was still.

"That's enough for now," George said. "Pull them apart."

She was pulled away from Ginger. Bobby had grabbed Ginger and he was
holding her by the choke collar around her neck.

"What shall I do with this one?" Bobby asked.

"She's been nothing but a bitch since she got here," George said.
"Take her to the kennels and tie her down for the night. She ought to
enjoy that."

"No!" Ginger screamed. "Oh no!"

Bobby started leading her off behind the barn. She kept screaming.
Sherry looked around at the hard,  faces that surrounded her.

"Now for a nice gang-bang," George said.

CHAPTER EIGHT

What had happened was horrible but Sherry had the feeling that the
worst was yet to come. She couldn't hear Ginger's screams anymore as
the two men led her into the house. Then she was knocked down onto a
softly carpeted rug.

"You're all clean now, bitch," George said. "Your pussy's all wet and
ready. Now make my friends happy."

She looked around at the faces that surrounded her. There were five
men and they were all tough-looking, savage men and they were all
grinning at her.

She couldn't stand it. She jumped up but she was dragged back again.
George hit her in the stomach and folded her over again. She heard the
sound of a zipper as she was pushed down to her knees.

She could smell the odor of hot cockmeat as the man moved closer. He
rubbed his prick against her face and this time she knew she was going
to be sick. His rubbery cockhead rubbed down her cheek and against her
trembling lips.

"You ever been gang-banged before, baby?" George asked. "Of course
not. Your pussy used to be virgin. Well, this time you're going to get
more than you bargained for."

She had hands all over her body. Fingers rubbed across her tits and
her ass and other fingers were already pushing apart the lips of her
cunt.

"No, damn you!" she screamed.

She was a wildcat as she somehow forced her way to her feet. She
scratched one man and she kicked at another. Someone hit her in the
stomach but she didn't fold over this time. She was fighting for her
life. She bit a hand that tried to grab her throat.

"Fucking bitch!" George shouted.

"Grab her, Andy. Hold the bitch still!"

Andy was the man standing in front of her. He was a huge blond-headed
man and his hands looked like they would make three of hers. He
grabbed her around the throat and she bit and kicked but she couldn't
get free.

"You'd better be still," Andy said softly. "I'm just going to keep
choking until you settle down."

Andy started to squeeze and there was a sudden redness in front of
Sherry's eyes. Andy kept squeezing until all the strength went out of
her legs. She was slowly going down on her knees again. Someone put a
hand on her titty and started squeezing roughly.

"Keep still, bitch," Andy said softly.

This time she kept still. Andy moved close again and his cockflesh
rubbed her face. He was not only rubbing his cock against her, he was
completely humiliating her. He was showing her who was master. She
heard George laughing.

"Kiss it a little, baby," Andy said. "You know you want it. Kiss my
cock!"

His cock pressed her lips and she kissed around the head until it was
hard as rock. Hands were still caressing her titties. Now the hands
were moving back to her ass again. She felt a hand between her legs
playing with her Pussy.

She kept kissing his rubbery cockhead. She opened her lips a little
and his cockhead was almost on her tongue. She moved her head back.
Andy was grinning but his hands tightened in her hair.

"Now I'm going to make you suck it, bitch," Andy said. "You're going
to drink my cum so don't fight it. Open your lips."

She opened her mouth and his cockhead moved inside. His swollen
cockhead moved across her tongue and into the hollow of her cheek. She
tasted his cockflesh and it disturbed her. There was a burning
sensation in her belly and she tried not to think about it. She didn't
like sucking cock but it made her body burn.

Still, she was getting used to the taste and smell inside her mouth.

"Now take it deep, baby," he told her. "I want you to take it deep
inside your throat. Take it all the way."

His cock was moving to the back of her throat and her teeth closed
tightly around his swollen prickhead. She didn't think she could take
his cock all that deep but she could feel it pushing against the back
of her throat.

"That's the way, bitch," Andy said softly. "You can take it. You can
take every inch."'

He kept pushing until his balls were against her chin. She didn't
believe it but she had all of his big prick inside her throat. His
throbbing prick was making her shiver and she tasted a little bit of
his cum.

He pulled his prick out of her mouth and pressed his cockhead against
her face. He rubbed it around in her face and up to her hair. He
started wrapping strands of her thick blonde hair around his prick and
he jerked his cock up and down.

"You're a nice fuck-face," Andy groaned. "You do this real nice.
You're nothing but a cunt!

Those hands were still playing with her pussy and ass. Other hands
were stroking her titties. She felt like a cow being milked as those
hands pulled her tits up and down. Rough fingers moved across her
rigid nipples.

"What a sweet fucking bitch," one of the other men said.

"You ain't never got a piece of ass like this, Buddy," George said.

Buddy was a heavyset man with a ruddy face. He was rubbing the front
of his trousers against Sherry's ass. Sherry felt his cock getting
bigger against the cheeks of her ass. She tried to move her ass away
but it did no good. He was unzipping his fly and pulling it down. His
naked cock rubbed against her asscheeks and it made her tremble.

"I'm going to stick it in her cunt," he said. "I've been waiting for
this."

"Go ahead and give it to her," George said. "I promised her a
gang-bang and she's going to get it good!"

Buddy moved forward until his cock was against her cunt. He gently
started working it into her pussy. She was surprised at that. She
expected him to drive it into her. His swollen cock was stretching her
cunt walls.

"I'm going to have her sweet pussy good," Buddy groaned.

He rammed it into her as she had expected this time and it made her
shudder. She almost bit down on Andy's cock but she somehow controlled
herself. She started moving her head up and down so that Andy wasn't
having to move anymore. His prick was going deeper into her throat
with each stroke.

"Yeah, now she's getting into the spirit of it," Andy said. "I knew
you were a sweet cunt. You're a sweet sucking cunt!"

Sherry was getting it from two ends. She had never had this much cock
in her life! Buddy was shoving it to her from behind and Andy was
standing still while she moved her head up and down on his thick cock.

"You're turning into a regular wildcat, baby," Andy said. "Move your
head for me." 

She moved her head a little faster and her mouth was filling with the
taste of his lubricating cream. It was spilling out of the sides of
her mouth and dripping to her tits. She sucked harder and she started
using her tongue around his swollen prickflesh.

"Sweet bitch," Andy moaned. "You're doing good!"

"She's doing good for me," Buddy groaned.

Buddy was randy as hell. His prick was stabbing deep into her cunt
from behind. His swollen prick was leaking inside her pussy. It was
dripping out of her cunt. She started pushing her ass back against his
cock.

"Oh shit," Buddy groaned. "Oh shit, I'm going to fucking come. I'm
going to shoot my fucking wad. Oh fucking shiiiit!"

Buddy yelled loudly as he stabbed his cock deeper into her pussy. His
prick grew inside her and then started spurting hot wads of cum. It
filled her up and started dripping out. It made her cunt feel slimy.

Buddy gave her a couple more strokes and then slowly pulled his cock
out of her. He wiped his prick against her asscheeks and it made her
feel even wetter. She heard George laughing.

"Come on, boys," he said. "I promised her a gang-bang. What the fuck
are you waiting on."

"I'm going to get some of that stuff," another man said. "I'm going to
wipe her ass out!"

She was still on her hands and knees and her neck was getting sore
from sucking Andy's cock. The man behind her wasn't going to give her
any consideration at all. He grabbed her asscheeks with both hands so
that he would have a good grip. He didn't hesitate as he rammed his
prick into her from behind. His prick was long and skinny but the
bulbous cockhead stretched her cuntchannel.

"Sweet fucking pussy," he groaned. "Oh shit, I like this. I could fuck
a good pussy all night long."

Andy grabbed her head a little harder and his ass was bucking as he
drove his prick even deeper into her mouth. He seemed to be trying to
drive it down her throat and his cock was getting a little bigger with
each thrust. She was tasting his cockcream.

"Get ready to swallow, baby," Andy groaned. "Get ready to swallow my
fucking load! I'm going to give you a hot mouthful. Get ready to
swallow it all, bitch!"

He stabbed deep and hard into her mouth and his prick suddenly started
exploding with hot spurts of cum. He had so much cum that she couldn't
swallow it all so it started dripping down the sides of her chin and
wetting her tits.

"Oh fuck, Andy!" George said. "Now you're going to have to give me
some of that!"

George moved around to her face. He was rubbing his fat cock briskly
and he pressed the knob against her lips. She realized she was about
to take a second prick into her mouth. She wondered how many she would
get before the night was over.

"Suck it, bitch," Andy said. "Suck George's cock like you did mine.
You know you like it!"

Sherry couldn't turn her head away. George had grabbed both sides of
her face and was forcing his cock between her lips. She felt it on her
tongue and then going over her tongue into the back of her throat.

She gagged for a moment and George drew back. She took a deep breath
and then sucked his cock back inside her lips again. She was tasting
cum all over her body, even up her nose. She closed her teeth around
his prick as he kept pushing.

"Now I'm going to fuck your face," George said. "I'm going to fuck
your face hard!"

George began slamming his prick into her lips and she could tell that
he was very excited. His cock was hotly throbbing as he kept ramming
it into her mouth.

"You fucking cunt," George was groaning. "I like fucking your face.
You're a fucking cunt!"

George grabbed her head. He was really ramming his prick hard into her
mouth and his prick juice was already starting to leak inside her
mouth. At the same time she could feel the man behind her ramming her
pussy even harder. It was exciting to get it in two holes at once. She
knew she should be ashamed of herself but she wasn't. She was very
excited by what was happening to her.

"Fucking bitch," George groaned. "I'm going to make you drink my
fucking come. I'm going to make you drink it all. Swallow it, you
cock-sucking bitch. You fucking cuuuuuunt!"

George rammed his cock deep into her throat and she gagged at the
first hot spurts of his cum. It spit out of her mouth and wet her
chin. She started swallowing as quickly as she could and his cum had a
strange salty flavor going down. She kept swallowing until the last
few drops had spurted into her mouth.

"Sweet fucking bitch," George said. He drew his prick out of her mouth
and used her silken hair to dry his prick off.

The man fucking her pussy took his prick out of her cunt. She didn't
know what was going on. He was turning her body and Sherry was
suddenly on top of him and he was pushing his prick up to her
pussyhole.

"Sit on me, baby," he said. "Sit down on my cock. Take it deep in your
pussy!"

She understood then and she sat down on his prick. His huge prick
filled her cunt as she settled down all the way. His prickknob was
throbbing hotly. She looked over her shoulder and she could see Andy
rubbing his cock and grinning at her. She was surprised that Andy's
cock was getting thick again. Then he knelt behind her.

"You know what I'm going to do, baby?" Andy asked.

"You're going to fuck my ass," she answered him.

"You got it, baby!" Andy said. "We're going to give it to you in all
three holes at once. You're never going to forget this!"

Andy half-kneeled again. He rubbed his cock up and down her asscrack.
She shivered as his cockhead rubbed against her tight asshole. Andy
jabbed a finger into her asshole and worked it around in a wide
circle. He seemed satisfied and he put his cockhead back against her
asshole again.

"Here you go, baby," Andy said. "Just relax and you'll love it!"

Andy started working his prick into her asshole very slowly. She was
glad because she was still sore from her last ass-fucking. He gently
worked it into her halfway and then stopped, giving her time to get
used to it.

It was a delicious feeling! She had two cocks inside her at once and
they both filled her holes nicely. She finally pushed back against
Andy to get the rest of his hard cock inside her. It went into her
asshole all the way.

"That's what I fucking like," Andy moaned. "You've got a great ass,
baby. A great fucking asshole and a great mouth. I've been with the
best and you're better!"

His compliments turned her on, she couldn't help it. She found herself
pushing back against his stroking cock. He was starting to drive his
cock into her with the same rhythm that the other man was using to
fuck her pussy.

"Fucking great," Andy called. "You love it, bitch. I can tell you love
it. You're a real fucking cunt!"

He could call her anything he wanted and it wouldn't matter, not now.
She was already beginning to respond to his fucking. Her juices had
started to soak the cock in her cunt.

They began pounding her cunt and her ass as hard as they could. She
felt like she was being torn apart and put back together at the same
time. Her juices were wetting his cock and making wet sounds as he
drove up into her.

"Oh shit," she cried out. "It does feet good. Ohl shit, it does feel
good to be gang-banged."

"I knew you'd like it, bitch," Andy said.

Andy rammed her harder. She didn't know where to move. She tried to
push down and up at the same time. Her cunt was getting really juicy.
She could feel hot flashes of fire going through her sensitive body.

"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh
shit, it feels good. So good. Shiiiiit!"

Her body twisted with pleasure. She kept moving against those two hard
cocks as the pleasure spasms kept shaking her. She could feel more of
her juices almost exploding out of her pussy. At the same time she
could feel the man's cock in her pussy getting bigger.

"Oh mother fuck!" he groaned. "I'm almost there. I'm almost fucking
there. Oh shiiiiit!"

He rammed up into her pussy and his cock exploded in a spurt of thick
jism. It was running down the sides of his cock and wetting the
outside of her pussy, She kept squeezing her cuntwalls around his cock
as she got every bit squeezed out.

She could concentrate on Andy. She started pushing her asshole against
his prick as hard as she could. She could feel him going deep inside
her asshole and she could reel his cum squirting slowly. 

"I'm coming, bitch!" he moaned. "I'm going to fucking come. Feel it up
your fucking ass. Feel it, bitch. Fuuuuuck!"

He rammed her hard and the rest of his cum spurted hotly into her
asshole. It was like a soothing balm. She kept pushing her ass back
against his prick until she had drained him completely dry.

He took his prick out of her and she practically fell onto the floor.
She was physically and mentally exhausted. The men were through with
her for the moment.

But she knew she wasn't going to forget the way she had acted. She had
shamed herself. She had turned into some kind of whore. She wouldn't
be able to feel any respect for herself any more.

CHAPTER NINE

Sherry's body was numb. She had gotten a good night's sleep and a hot
shower and breakfast the next morning, but nothing could cover the
shame she felt.

"I got to admit," George said to her that morning. "You were a hard
one to break. It took five of us to do it. But you sure enjoyed it
when you came around."

She still didn't like George, at least not like Leslie obviously liked
the man who had kept her all weekend. At the breakfast table Leslie
had been allowed to go free. She was doing the serving and she
couldn't seem to do enough for the man. Sherry and Ginger were the
only two girls still in chains and Sherry was worried about Ginger.
All the fire had gone out of her eyes.

"You're a hard bitch," George said, "but I know you like it now.
You'll never be able to stop fucking now."

George led her away from the breakfast table and back upstairs.
Somehow she knew that something was ending and she was frightened. Her
heart hammered as she thought of what might happen. She was sure they
were going to get rid of them in a way where she wouldn't be able to
tell anybody about anything.

They were in the room again and George shut the door.

"I'm sure going to miss you, baby," George said.

She turned quickly and went down on her knees in front of him. She was
sick about what she was doing as she tore the buttons off her robe and
spread it apart for him to see her tits. She bent her head and started
slobbering over his prick, which was still in his trousers.

"Please don't kill me," she begged. "Please don't. I'll do anything
for you. Please don't hurt me."

"I'll have to think about it," George said.

"I'll do anything you want," she promised. "I'll do it anytime you
want. I don't want to die."

"You're pretty when you beg, bitch," George said.

George pushed her away and went over to sit down on the edge of the
bed. She followed him on her hands and knees and bent down and started
kissing his feet. He had a funnylooking smile on his face.

"I really believe you mean it," George said. "You really want to be my
permanent piece of ass." 

"Oh, yes!" she pleaded.

"You'd have to work hard at proving it," he said.

"I will," she moaned. "I'll do anything you want. Anything at all. I
promise you."

He reached down and unhooked her chains. Her arms fell free for the
first time in a long while. She still had the leather dog collar
around her neck but he seemed to like that.

"I knew you'd come to your senses," George said. "But I still owe you
a little for hitting me with that lamp."

"Just let me make it up to you," she pleaded.

He leaned back on the bed and put his hands behind his head. She
somehow had the feeling that this was her chance, her only chance. She
would have to make him happy this time. She realized there were other
chains than the ones that held one physically. What was holding her
now was her fear.

She jumped up on the bed beside him and with trembling fingers, pulled
her robe off so that she was naked. The she bent down and started
undressing him. It took her a little while before she got his shirt
and pants off. His cock wasn't hard yet and she took it in her fingers
and lovingly licked it up and down.

"How about my asshole, baby?" he said. "You haven't licked my asshole
yet and you said you'd do anything."

He lifted up and she bent her head down and started licking underneath
his balls. Her tongue moved to his asscrack and she started licking at
his asshole. Her tongue moved around his asshole for a moment. She
gathered her courage and stuck her pointed tongue into his asshole.

"Yeah, baby," he said. "I do think you mean it. You're being good to
me now!"

She started jabbing her tongue in and out of his asshole. All she
could think about was her fear of what he could do to her. Her tongue
kept rimming his asshole over and over.

Finally he put his hands in her hair and started tugging her head back
up.

"Now lick my prick some more," he said. "Lick my balls and lick my
prick all over!"

She moved her head up to his prickhead. She opened her mouth and took
in his swollen prickhead. She held it against her tongue before she
drew it into her mouth but that delay was longer than he wanted.

"Come on, bitch," he said. "Take it all. Now don't be backing up now.
Do anything I want and I want my fucking cock down your fucking cunt
throat!"

She took a deep breath and then drew his prick deeper into her mouth,
sucking his prick all the way down her throat. His cock was not even
as big as Andy's and she had known she could take it. She held it deep
inside her throat for a long time and her teeth skimmed his hot
cockmeat. Her tongue moved around his cockhead and she pushed her
tongue into the tiny hole on the top.

"Oh shit, baby," he moaned. "That feels fucking good. I like that
feeling, baby!"

A month before and she would have been sickened by what she was doing
but now she only cared about making George happy. She lifted her head
and looked down at his swollen cockflesh. She licked at the tiny hole
again and this time she tasted his salty jism.

She licked the jism away and used her tongue around the flared
cockhead. She lavishly licked down the side of his cock and found his
balls. She sucked one of his heavy nuts into her mouth and rolled it
beneath her tongue.

"Oh fucking shit, baby," he groaned. "That does feel nice!"

She kept his ball in her mouth for a long time, rolling it from cheek
to cheek and she could sense his growing, excitement. She let her
teeth nip at it before she released it. She started licking up and
down his cockhead. She caught his balls again and licked them all over
before going to his asshole. She stuck her tongue in his asshole
without having to be told and worked it around and then pulled her
head back again.

His prick was slimy and she could see her saliva glistening on it. She
lowered her head again. Her tongue tasted his jism. It was a strong,
salty taste and she again swallowed it down.

It was funny but there was a quick sense of excitement going through
her. She had not gotten excited sucking cock before but this time was
different. There was a fluttering in
her pussy.

"Shit, baby," he groaned. "You're a regular sex fiend now. You're
starting to like it, huh? You're starting to like sucking my cock?"

"Oh yes," she answered.

She opened her mouth wide and took his rigid prickhead inside her
mouth. She let his rubbery-feeling cock-head slide over her tongue and
then into the back of her throat. She held his prick there for a
moment. She had a sense of power as she tasted every inch of his big
cock.

"So fucking good, baby," George groaned. "That feels fucking fine. I'm
turning you into a fine cock-sucker."

He reached down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up against
him. She came up into the bed willingly and covered his body, kissing
his mouth.

"You're my fuck slave right now," he said. "Undress me. Treat me nice,
baby!"

She carefully started taking off his clothes and she had him undressed
in a few moments. She moved her lips down his belly and kissed his
cock again. His swollen prick was sticking up like some kind of
weapon. She started licking it again, running her tongue up and down
his prick.

"Come on, baby," he told her. "I know you like it, but you're going to
make me come too soon. I want your pussy this time. Come on up here
and let me taste your tits!"

She wanted it as badly as he did. She was turning into some kind of
whore. She moved up his body and pressed one titty against his mouth.
She sighed in pleasure as his lips tugged at her hard nipple. His
Mouth opened a little wider and her rigid nipple started sliding over
his tongue. He closed his mouth around her tittyflesh and let his
teeth scrape against her tit.

"That's nice," she moaned. "That feels so good!"

He started caressing her titty with his other hand, using his teeth
against her titty-flesh as he sucked her. He kept rubbing his
fingertips back and forth across her nipple.

He opened his mouth wider and sucked most of her titty inside his
mouth. She shivered and pushed against him a little harder. She was
doing this to save her life but there were spasms of excitement going
through her body.

She loved it when his hand moved down her body and between her legs.
His fingers were rough as he spread apart her cuntlips and slipped one
finger inside her cunt. He started working that finger in and out of
her pussy until she was shivering with delight.

"That feels so fucking nice," she moaned.

He took his finger out of her cunt and now there was a new look in his
eye. He reached down for her ass and his fingers squeezed her and he
pulled her up his body. She wasn't sure what he wanted to do but she
came as he pulled, spreading her legs around his neck.

"Come on up a little more, baby," George said. "I'm going to show you
a good time this time. I'm going to taste your pussy!"

"Oh yes," she moaned.

Sherry could hardly contain the excitement going through her body. She
went a little farther up and lifted up so George was looking right up
into her pink-lipped cunt. George reached up and grabbed her titties,
caressing them like they were something he had never felt before. He
was pulling her down slowly, her pussy steaming with juice.

She jumped a little as his tongue touched her cuntlips. George may
have been her master but he was going to make her feel things that no
slave had ever felt.

His hands squeezed her titties harder and she found herself sitting
down on his face. His tongue parted her cuntlips and went inside her
slowly. He seemed to be exploring the tastes of her pussy and he moved
his tongue around inside her for a few moments. She shivered with
pleasure.

"You're making me feel so hot," she moaned.

She knew that she had changed a lot from the girl who had first been
kidnapped. That girl would never have admitted that she could enjoy
something like this. That girl would have called it sick. But Sherry
was loving it.

His tongue found her clitty and he brushed back and forth against it
for a moment and she nearly jumped out of her skin. He kept rubbing
his tongue against her clitty until she screamed. Finally he pulled
her clitty into his lips and started sucking on it.

"That feels good, so good," she moaned.

He was teasing her nipples with his fingers as he sucked on her
clitty. His mouth made sucking noises. She pressed her cunt harder
against his face. Ginger had not made her feel this good. Her cunt was
burning up and she was squirming all over his face as he sucked her.
She sighed as he released her clitty and then started stabbing his
tongue in and out of her cunt.

"You're tongue-fucking me," she moaned. "You're tongue-fucking me and
it feels good!"

George's tongue seemed to be going deeper inside her cunt each time he
thrust. He dropped his hands down her back and grabbed her asscheeks.
He pulled her tighter against his face and his tongue started moving
around inside her pussy.

She was dripping juice inside his mouth and she could hear him
swallowing, not seeming to mind. She knew she was so very close. Her
stomach was tingling and she knew that tingling was about to move down
to her thighs and her pussy.

She started bouncing a little until she was almost fucking his tongue
with her tight pussy. She was bouncing faster and faster and her body
was shaking with hungry pleasure.

"So fucking nice," she groaned. "You're going to make me come. You're
going to make me fucking come!"

He wasn't ready to make her come yet. He pulled his mouth away from
her cunt. She tried to grind her cunt against him but pushed her off
of him.

"Are you hot, baby?" he asked.

"I don't think I've ever been so fucking hot," she answered.

The answer pleased him. He was grinning as he rolled her over onto her
back. He spread her legs apart with one hand while he pushed up so
that his cock was against her pussy. He reached down and gripped his
cock and nudged forward until just the head of his prick was inside
her cunt. Then he started moving his cockhead up and down inside her
pussylips.

She wouldn't have believed the effect it had on her. It sent delicious
shivers of pleasure through her. At the same time it left her inner
cunt feeling empty and hungry.

"What are you waiting on?" she asked.

"I just want to get you really hot, baby," he said.

"I'm hot already," she moaned. "I couldn't stand it if I got any
hotter!"

He was still playing games with her. He gently nudged his cock inside
her cunt a little more but he was still working his prick up and down.
It was making her crazy. She started lifting up her ass but nothing
she could do would make him put his cock in any deeper.

"Don't make me behave this way," she pleaded. "Don't make me beg you.
Oh shit, I can't stand it. Please put your cock inside my cunt. I'm so
fucking hot."

She couldn't seem to control the movements of her body. She was
shaking all over the bed. Finally he moved forward slightly and his
cockhead filled her even more. He was still for a moment and then he
gave one brutal thrust that carried his cock all the way inside her.
It was what Sherry wanted and it stretched her cuntwalls until she
felt stuffed with his cock.

She lifted her legs and wrapped them tightly around his broad back.
She started moving her ass against his hard thrusts. He was giving it
to her like she'd never had it before and she loved it. Part of it was
fear but part of it was that she simply loved his meaty cock at that
moment. She loved the snug pressure of his balls as he fucked her. She
even loved the feeling of his lubricating oil filling her.

"I love your cock," she moaned. "I do love your cock. Oh, fuck me
hard, George!"

His hands slid underneath her to grip her ass. He pulled her asscheeks
apart and one finger thrust into her asshole. He started working his
finger in and out of her asshole with the same rhythm of his thrusting
cock.

What she especially loved was the way his hard chest mashed her
titties flat. She started lifting up a little so that she could rub
her heavy tits against his hairy chest. It made her crazy! She moved
her ass faster.

"I'm almost there, George!" she screamed. "I'm almost fucking there.
Your cock is so good. Your cock is so fucking good. Fuck me hard.
Fuuuuuck!"

Her body twisted with wild convulsions and her cunt started flooding
his cock with Juice. She couldn't seem to control herself as she moved
from one side of the bed to the other. She kept shaking her ass even
as the last hot spasm went through her.

"Keep moving your ass, baby," he told her. "Keep shaking that wild
fucking ass!"

She kept fucking him back as hard as she could. She wanted him to be
really happy this time. She wanted this to be the best fuck ever. She
squeezed her cuntwalls together as she kept lifting her ass as high as
she could.

"I'm going to fill your cunt, baby," he said. "I'm going to fill your
fucking cunt with cum. Oh fuck, baby. Shiiiit!"

She gasped as his prick started spurting thick cum into her hungry
pussy. There was plenty of it. She could feel his cum spilling out the
sides of her cunt. She kept raising her ass as high as she could as
she drained his cock completely dry.

"Please don't hurt me now," she whispered. "I've done everything. I'll
do anything. Please don't hurt me."

"I'm not going to hurt you, baby," he told her. "I'm just going to
take you back to where I found you and let you go."

She wasn't sure she believed him but she hoped like hell it was so.

CHAPTER TEN

George did exactly as he had promised. The van left the girls in front
of the schoolhouse and they were dressed exactly as they had left.
They had been given time to bathe or anything they wanted before they
left the house and then were blindfolded and put into the van. An hour
later they were pushed out in front of the school.

It took them a little while to get their blindfolds off and then they
stood looking at each other with sick expressions. 

"It's all over," Sherry said.

"Is it?" Leslie asked. "Will it ever be really over for us? After what
they've done."

"They didn't do anything to us," Ginger said suddenly.

"What?" Sherry asked.

"Don't you understand, Sherry? When we tell what happened, my
boyfriend will never look at me again. Neither will Jim or any of your
boyfriends, Leslie. They'll look at us like whores. It'll be horrible
for everyone."

"She's right," Leslie said finally. "I know that my mother will look
at me as if I have a disease or something. Even though she doesn't
mean it."

"What will we say?" Sherry asked.

"They kidnapped us and kept us in a dark house where we were fed and
cared for. We didn't know what was going on until we were let go."

They all nodded. And then Sherry understood why George had kept giving
her that awful grin. He had known they would all be too scared to say
anything. She wondered how many times those men had done it, how many
more times they would do it until some girl spoke up.

Sherry knew only one thing for sure. It wouldn't be her.

It was barely a half hour before the police found them It was going to
be a long two days for all the girls. There were many questions asked.
Everyone wanted to know what had happened. And they had to keep
repeating the same stories for the police over and over again.

Sherry was finally starting to think it was all over as she went over
her statement one last time. She was just breathing a sigh of relief
when she looked up and saw George. He was in uniform, a police
uniform, and he was grinning at her.

"Oh no!" she said softly.

"I want to ask her a few questions alone," George said.

"Sure, Captain," one of the young officer's said.

The room was cleared out in a few moments and Sherry was left alone
with the man who had treated her so badly. He sat down beside her and
put his hand on her knee. She shivered but she didn't move her knee
away.

"You know you're doing the right thing," he said. "You wouldn't want
all that trouble and shame brought on your family."

"You're in charge here?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered. "I'm the boss. And you're a young girl who's been
kidnapped. And you're being smart. That's important. But I think you
could be a lot smarter."

"What do you mean?"

"There are men in town who'd like a sweet young thing like you, and
you could make a little extra money."

"That's sick."

"Sure it is," he said. "The trouble is that you want it, and you'd do
it for no money at all. Maybe you don't realize it yet, baby, but you
need somebody to beat you up and fuck you silly. You need it bad."

"You're lying. You're a sick animal."

"So are you, baby," he said.

George got up and left her alone. It was over, really over. The police
had believed her story. But of course they would, George was in
charge.

Sherry went back to the regular routine of living. She dated Jim
regularly and it was obvious that they were going to get married. Jim
kept up trying to get into her panties but she wouldn't let him. And
yet there was a nagging feeling that made her wish that Jim would get
rough with her, that he would make her take her panties off.

A couple of months went by and gradually something was happening to
her. She didn't know what it was but it seemed like her life was
boring. She found she had started to look at men on the street And
wonder what kind of men they would be.

It had to happen. George had known it. She hadn't realized it until
she came home one evening and knew she could not stand another night
of just sitting around the house.

She picked up the phone and made her phone call. A few moments later
she was talking to George. He gave her a name and an address and he
told her to expect anything when she got there. He also told her to
wear something sexy.

Sherry took a shower and dressed in a short, clinging green skirt and
green high heeled shoes. She combed her hair out until it was shining.

She licked her lips as she went out to her car. She drove to the
address she had been given and there was a burning excitement growing
in her every moment. She tried not to think about what she was doing.
She couldn't even understand why she was doing it.

She saw people looking at her as she walked through the lobby of the
motel. It made her feet naked. Her heart was pounding as she walked up
the stairs and into the dark hallway. She found the room in just a few
moments and she knocked timidly on the door. But there was no answer
so she knocked again. Then she heard footsteps inside the room.

A moment later the door opened. He was a big, curly headed man with a
cruel-looking scar across his cheek. He looked like he could break
boards with his hands. He was everything that Sherry thought he would
be.

He was dressed in only a towel that covered the essentials. His hairy
chest was dripping water from his shower as he looked her over like he
was inspecting a piece of merchandise.

"Mr. Wilson?" she said.

"That's right. You must be Sherry. Come in."

She brushed past him and then turned to face him. He reached out and
grabbed her titty and she knocked his hand away out of shock and
surprise. He kicked the door shut with his foot and brought his fist
around in a wicked blow that knocked her off her feet. She tasted
blood from a slightly cut lip.

"Let's get something straight, cunt," he said. "I bought your ass and
I'm going to do everything I want to do to it. You don't like the way
I play then you get your big ass out. But George might not like that."

George wouldn't like it but that was not the reason she was staying.
Almost immediately she had felt the quick shiver of excitement. This
man was a brute and a brute was what she needed.

"Fix me a drink, cunt," he said.

She fixed him a drink from the bottle on the cabinet. He had leaned
back on the bed and jerked the towel off. There was not an ounce of
fat on his body and Sherry was trembling as she walked over to him.

"How are you at blow-jobs, cunt?" he asked.

"All right," she said.

"You'd better be better than that," he told her. "Give me the drink
and get down there and get busy."

She handed him the drink as she sat down on the bed. He had not asked
her to undress and somehow she knew that he wanted to see her suck him
while she still had her clothes on and her face and hair fixed up.

She reached down for his cock and her fingers circled his shaft and
she worked her hand up and down. His prick was as big and
muscular-looking as he was and it grew even thicker in her fingers.
She tightened her fingers a little more and moved her hand up and
down.

She let her hand slide down to his heavy cum-filled balls. It excited
to her to have her fingers on his cockflesh and she knew that it
wasn't going to be long before she had this huge cock in her cunt.

She bent her head down and she could smell his strong odor. His
cockmeat had a sexy smell and just the smell of it made her pussy
burn. She pushed her tongue against the swollen cockhead and tasted a
little of his cum.

Her heart pounded faster and faster and she nibbled at the swollen
head of his cock. Her tongue moved out slowly and touched at the tiny
hole. He groaned in pleasure and his hand came down to stroke the back
of her head.

He pulled her face closer to his cock, shaking as her long tongue
touched at his cockhead. She gently moved her tongue around his
cockhead again and again. Finally she opened her mouth and captured
his cockhead.

She pulled her head back slightly as the meaty part of his cockhead
caught on her teeth. She kept moving her tongue around the head. His
cock was already hard but now it started getting even bigger. His
bloated cockhead looked huge, almost so big that she couldn't get her
lips around it.

"Go on, baby," he said. "You like sucking cock. I can see you like
having your lips around a man's cock. Get down there and do it, bitch.
Do it!"

She licked down the side of his cock to his balls. She brought her
tongue back up slowly and licked his cockhead for a few moments. She
tasted a little more of his salty-flavored cum and she opened her
mouth and took his cockhead inside her lips.

"Your lips are hot, baby," he groaned. "It's like putting my cock in
warm honey. It feels good, bitch."

She took a deep breath and then started sucking his prick deeper into
her mouth. She had half his huge cock inside her mouth before she
stopped.

"Suck it down, baby," he told her. "You can do it. Suck it down deep!"

She took another deep breath and then started sucking as hard as she
could. His swollen prickhead went over her silken tongue and then into
the back of her throat. She sucked again and felt his balls against
tier chin. She was deep-throating him.

"You hot fucking bitch!" he groaned. "You're taking it all. You're
taking all of it. I knew you could fucking do it!"

She took her time as she let her head come back. She raised her head
and looked at his stiff cock. She had really gotten all of that cock
inside her mouth. It was hard to believe. She sighed with pleasure as
she put her lips against his cock again. She was loving every moment
of this and kept thinking how great it was going to be to have his
cock inside her pussy.

"Suck it some more, baby," he told her. "Put your mouth back on it and
suck it good!"

She licked her lips. She was almost as hungry to taste it as he was to
feel it. She brushed her blonde hair back with one hand as she leaned
over his cock again. This time she wasted no time. Her wet mouth
engulfed his prick and she sucked him all the way to the back of her
throat. She closed her lips tightly around the base of his cock and
did not move.

"Oh shit, cunt," he groaned. "You are good. You're worth every fucking
cent I paid for you."

His words reminded her that she was getting paid for doing this, and
that excited her even more. She kept her lips locked tightly around
his prick as she lifted her head. She kissed the head of his cock
again but then she swallowed his shaft one more time. She started
moving her head up and down, keeping her lips locked tightly around
his prick.

"That feels fucking good, cunt," he groaned. "You keep doing that,
bitch!"

She moved one hand up his body and between his legs. She knew he would
like it as she started caressing his balls with her fingertips. He
almost jumped off the bed as he tried to drive his prick even deeper
into her fucking throat.

"You sweet bitch," he gasped. "Shit, you are a fucking whore. You know
what you're fucking doing. You're fucking good!"

He lifted up his ass again and again as he drove his prick down her
throat. She could taste his cum all over her body. She let her teeth
scrape his prickmeat as she raised her head.

"That's enough, bitch," he groaned. "You're going to make me fucking
come. That's enough!"

He reached down and grabbed her by her blond hair and jerked her hair
back savagely. She stopped and his hand came around in a savage swipe
that knocked her backwards. Her short skirt slipped up to her thighs
and her green panties and Sherry didn't try to pull her skirt back
down.

"You got an educated pussy, cunt?" he asked. "Is your pussy good
enough to drive a man crazy?"

"Yes," she moaned.

"It better be," he said.

He got up off the bed, reached down, and grabbed the front of her
blouse. She knew what was going to happen even before he started
ripping her blouse down the front. For a moment she wondered how she
would get home and then she forgot all about it as he freed her creamy
titties.

"Fucking beautiful," he said.

He cupped her titties with both hands and squeezed until she was
gasping with pain and still wanting more. She pressed into his hands.

"I don't think I've ever had a good-looking cunt like you," he said.
"You're about the best-looking whore I've ever seen!"

He grabbed her again and dragged her back up on the bed. She was able
to peel out of her skirt before he could rip it off. She quickly slid
her green panties down her legs and she saw his eyes go to her thick,
blonde pussy bush. His eyes were so hot that they seemed to burn her.

"Spread those legs, bitch," he said. "Spread them wide for me. I want
to feel that fucking pussy"'

She spread her legs as wide as he could and he put his hand over her
cunt. Her juices started running over his fingers almost immediately.
She was so fucking hot! He laughed as he stabbed one finger deep into
her pussy. Immediately she started bucking her ass up to meet his
finger.

"That feels so good," she moaned. "Oh yes, that does feel good!"

"You make me so fucking hard," he groaned. "My cock gets hard just
from looking at you, cunt!"

He rolled over on top of her. Immediately her legs came up and locked
around his back. His prick moved up and gently moved his cockhead into
her pussy. He shoved a little harder and his prick went halfway into
her cunt. She loved it. It was such a warm, delicious feeling to have
his cock inside her cunt.

"All the way," she groaned. "I want your cock in my pussy. I want it
in my pussy. Put it inside my pussy!"

He shoved hard and his prick went into her pussy all the way to his
big balls. She sighed with pleasure and tightened her legs around his
back. She started moving her ass up to meet his cock and he didn't
move.

"Your pussy is good," he moaned. "Shit, I've never felt such a good
piece of ass!"

He started fucking her with slow, deep strokes. She had needed it for
so long. She couldn't wait. She started bucking up her ass to take his
prick really deep. Already there were juices bubbling up in her pussy.

"I needed this," she gasped. "You don't know how bad I needed this.
I'm going to fucking come! I'm coming. Oh shit, I need it good.
Shiit!"

She squeezed his back a little tighter, screaming, although she didn't
even realize it.

The spasms of joy kept rocking her body again and again. Her clitty
was still brushing his cock and sent a few more shivers through her.

He was fucking her a little faster, harder. She could feel his prick
swelling up inside her and that was what she needed. She started
squeezing her cuntwalls together.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned. "Fuck. Oh fuuuuuck!"

He took his prick out of her pussy at the last moment and moved up her
body. His prick started spurting into her face and dribbling down her
heavy tits. Sherry lifted her head up and licked the rest of his cum
off his hard prick.

"Now get the fuck out of here, cunt," he said.

"What?"

"Get the fuck out of here!" he said. "Do you think I want a cunt like
you hanging around?"

She climbed out of bed, numb by his sudden change in attitude. She
started to go to the bathroom to wash herself but she heard him behind
her. He jerked her around and pushed her toward the bed."

"Get your fucking clothes on and get out of here!" he said. "I want
you to walk through the lobby with my spunk on your titties and face.
Let everyone know what kind of whore you are."

She dressed as quickly as she could and in a few moments she was
standing out in the hall. She had managed to make her blouse decent
with a safety pin but she didn't know how long it was going to hold
together. She hoped nobody would notice the streaks on her chin. She
had wiped herself with her panties. She wasn't wearing any as she
walked downstairs.

She somehow got through the lobby and found her car. She sat there
breathing deeply and suddenly realized that she was burning with
excitement already. She knew she wasn't going to be able to wait for
George to call her. She was going to have to call him. She was already
willing to go to another man and she knew she would be willing with
many more.

George had done just what he wanted to do to this little prom girl.

He had turned her into a cock-loving cunt.

And Sherry loved it.

THE END


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