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-=[ Initiated Orgy ]=-
Jill was cold, very cold. It had been almost two days since she had run away
from home, and it had been over two days since she had anything to eat!
Miserable is how she felt, but not half as bad if she would have stayed in
that fucking hell hole her mother called a home! Her father, no make that
step father, had been using her either for a punching bag or his own
personal little "sex toy". She finally couldn't take it anymore, and ran out
of the house with just the clothes on her back. Now here she was, out on the
road, all alone, only eighteen years old, no money, and no prospects! "It
can't get any worse," she thought, as she pulled her light denim coat
tighter around her neck. Craning back to see if a car was coming, she
automatically stuck out her thumb when a big sedan zoomed by. Brake
lights!!!! It's stopping!!!! The big black auto came to a stop about two
hundred yards down the road and slowly backed up to where Jill was standing.
The passenger side window slid down and a deep voice asked if she needed a
lift? Without even answering, Jill opened the door and hopped in, sinking
down in the deep leather bucket seat. She cautiously looked over at the
driver and was relieved to see it was a middle aged man in a business suit.
He jabbed his open hand at Jill and offered, "Hello there, my name's Bill
Dowd, glad to meet ya!" Jill, taking his hand and shaking it, replied in a
small voice, "I'm Jill, thanks for picking me up." They rode along in
silence for the next ten minutes until Bill asked her, "Where are you headed
to, Jill?" "I don't really know," she replied, "maybe Los Angeles." "You got
quite a trip in front of you missy," Bill intoned, "where are you coming
from?" Jill really didn't want to answer all these questions, but she
continued on, "From Omaha." "Well, I can take you as far as Denver, but then
I head north, and you wanna go west from there," he said matter of factly.
Jill didn't answer, she just leaned back in the seat and soon was sawing
logs. She didn't know how much time had gone by when a gentle shake of her
shoulder brought her back to life. "We'll stop here and get something to
eat," said Bill, "you look like you could use a bite!" "That's okay," Jill
replied, "I'll just wait here if it's all right with you?" "Honey," he said
gently, "it's on me, now come on and let's eat!!!" She was famished, and
this good Samaritan was making her an offer she couldn't refuse, so she
hopped out of the car and joined Bill Doud for supper.
Bill pointed the big Lincoln west on I-80, and the miles melted away like
butter on hot pancakes. At ten o'clock that evening the lights of Denver
glowed in the far off distance. "Another half hour and we'll be there,"
announced Bill, while keeping his eyes glued to the road. Exactly one half
hour later Bill pulled into a truckstop-motel and said, "This is the end of
the line, Jill, I don't know what you're running away from, but I hope you
find what you need in L.A.!" He reached into his pocket and pulled out five
twenty dollar bills and slid them across the seat to Jill and said, "You
remind me of my daughter, use this for a motel room and a good breakfast
tomorrow morning, and please be careful of who you ride with, okay?" Tears
filled Jill's eyes as she stared gratefully at the older man, and she leaned
over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "I will, Bill, and thanks
for everything!" With that she was out of the car and waving as the big
Lincoln slowly pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the highway.
The next morning started out bright and sunny, and the warmth of the
Colorado spring air felt good on Jill's skin. On the western edge of Denver
she was trying to thumb a ride but was having not luck. Around noon she
dropped in on a greasy spoon for a burger to stop the hunger pangs that were
growling in her stomach. The dump was nearly deserted, except for two rough
looking characters seated at the far end of the lunch counter. Jill ordered
her meal and lit a cigarette, while waiting for her food to be delivered.
One of the guys at the end of the counter noticed her and leaned over and
said something to his buddy, which must have been funny, because they both
ended up laughing their guts out. They finished eating and were walking past
her, when the bigger of the two stopped and asked her, "You on the road,
baby?" Trying to act tough, Jill blew a cloud of smoke in his face and
retorted, "What's it to you anyway!?!" The big burly man eyed her with a
quizzical smile and replied, "Well, I just thought you might need a lift,
but if you're gonna act like a little cunt, I don't give fuck!" He turned an
started out the door, when Jill called out, "I'm going to L.A., and yeah, I
could use a ride!" He turned back to her, and said, "We're leaving in five
minutes, so if ya wanna come along, be ready to go, cuz we won't wait!" Jill
ate her sandwich in four big bites, guzzled down her Dr. Pepper, and was out
of the door in a flash. The two men had hopped on big Harley Davidson
choppers and were just firing them up. The big guy motioned to her with a
nod, and Jill slid her leg over the rear wheel and settled onto the thick
saddle. The scruffy rider leaned his head over his shoulder and said, I'm
Duke, and this is Cletus, glad to meet ya." Jill nodded at Cletus and yelled
over the rumble of the big Harleys that her name was Jill. Duke dropped the
big bike into gear and together they roared onto the highway, leaving a
trail of dust and flying pebbles in their wake. "Finally," she thought, "I'm
on my way to California!!!" Well, as she was soon to find out, not
exactly!!!
About eighty miles west of Denver Duke and Cletus exited the interstate and
were soon traveling on a blacktop road deep into a mountain pass. Jill asked
several times where they were going, but Duke either didn't hear, or was
ignoring her. A little ball began to tighten up in Jill stomach, that
gnawing feeling you get when something doesn't feel right, and the ball
tightened a little more when the two bikes made a turn onto an unused dirt
road. Ten more minutes of bumpy riding, and a make shift camp of tents and
lean-tos came into view. There must have been twenty other choppers parked
in a row along the road, and a score of dirty bearded men and their women
were sitting around campfires cooking supper. Several men came over to meet
Duke and Cletus when they got off their bikes, and it was apparent right
away that they showed a lot more interest in Jill than she wanted them to!
One of them asked, "Who's the new whore?!?" "Oh her," Duke answered with a
nod of his head, "I picked her up at a slop house back in Denver, since
Grace left, I've been lookin' for a new bitch, and it looks like I found
her!" Duke had turned to look at her when he said "and it looks like I found
her", and she knew right away that he had said it for her benefit. He
grabbed her roughly by the arm and half dragged her over to one of the tents
set up in the rear of the camp and threw her inside. She started to protest,
but she was knocked to the ground by the back of Duke's huge hand. Her head
was spinning from the force of the blow, and she could taste blood coming
from a cut on the inside corner of her mouth. Duke was on top of her in a
hot second, ripping a tearing her clothes from her body. Jill was not a
large person, and Duke easily overpowered her even though he was using only
one hand. His other hand, was busy sliding down his Levi's, exposing a
turgid erection with a large purple head. This was a pure and simple rape,
but Jill was helpless to do anything about it. Out of the corner of her eye
she could see several of Duke's buddies and their women watching the older
man enter her small tight vagina. She let out a scream when he drove his sex
piston deep into her unlubricated cunt, but he couldn't have cared less, and
continued his onslaught on her now bleeding hole. The only good thing about
it, was that Duke didn't have much stamina, and he blew his load rather
quickly. Jil though it was all over, but unfortunately for her, it was just
the beginning, as Duke was quickly replaced by another biker who slammed his
stumpy pecker into her pussy until he had blow his load! Jill wasn't sure
how many men fucked her that afternoon, but she remained conscious through
the whole ordeal, once getting physically ill while getting fucked by a
particularly smelly biker! When it was finally over, Jill heard Duke say to
one of the women standing in the tent door, "Clean her up and get her ready
for tonight, I'm gonna get something to eat!" Jill started to pass out, the
only thing on her mind being, "What happens tonight!?!"
A tough looking woman who called herself Carla, sat down next to Jill and
carefully dabbed her face with a warm wash cloth. Jill could still feel the
sting from the slap across her face, but other than that she didn't feel to
badly. In a soft barely audible voice, Jill asked Carla, "What is going to
happen to me tonight?" Carla continued bathing the frightened girl and
answered, "The second half of you initiation." Jill looked searchingly into
Carla's eyes and pressed further, "Am I going to be raped again?" "No,"
Carla answered, "you're not going to be raped!" "Then what," Jill begged?!?"
Carla looked at her friend Kim who was sitting next to her, and then turned
back to Jill and said, "Let us show you what you must do tonight!" Carla
leaned over and kissed Jill full on the lips, while Kim got down between
Jill's legs and slowly began tonguing her pussy. Jill, at first repulsed by
the lesbian aspects of what was happening to her, soon found herself
grinding her pussy into Kim's hungry mouth. Carla pulled away for jus a
second to ask Jill, "How old are you honey?" "I'm eighteen," Jill answered,
while reaching up to pull Carla's mouth back to hers. When Kim heard Jill
say that she was only eighteen, her own cunt began leaking profusely,
excited at the prospect of having such a young slut to feed on! Jill's
vagina, still sore from the gang bang she had endured less than an hour
before, was being soothed by the gentle if not relentless licking from the
biker bitch Kim. Jill had large breasts for a girl her age, and Carla left
the warm wetness of her mouth, and began sucking fervently on Jill's pointy
nipples. The mixture of pain, tit sucking, and cunt lapping finally took its
toll, and Jill had a very hard orgasm in Kim's warm mouth. It was the first
oral sex climax she had ever had, and its intensity stunned her! Both women
kept their mouths attached to the young slut, only now they merely nuzzled
and kissed her shell shocked sex organs. Tired and sore, Jill fell into a
deep if not fitful sleep, with both Kim and Carla still licking and sucking
on her tits and vagina.
It was dark outside when Jill awakened from her slumber. She found that she
was totally naked, and her body had been rubbed with perfume scented oil.
Duke appeared at the tent door and ordered her to follow him, using a tone
of voice that let her know that it would not be a good idea to disobey him.
She followed him out of the tent, the cool night air causing her nipples to
harden and stand tall on her buxom chest. She was greeted by hoots and
catcalls from the biker clan, both male and female alike. Three other naked
biker bitches waited for her by the fire, dancing to the beat of hard rock
music that blared out of a battery powered boom box. Each of the women had
several tattoos on her body, one with the name of her old man, and the other
her bitch nickname. Jill also noticed that each of the bitches had a small
brand in the shape of a skull and cross bones on her right buttock. There in
the fire was a hot branding iron that Jill assumed would be used on her in
the very near future! Duke threw her on a large blanket next to the flames
and told the three nude women to go at it. The next thing Jill knew she was
entangled in a mass of naked female flesh, with mouths biting, nipping and
sucking at all of her openings. What Jill had experienced earlier that day
in the tent occurred again in front of forty spectators, she had a huge
orgasm, this time harder than the one before. She screamed in ecstasy while
the three biker bitches had their way with her, sucking her ripe young
vagina until her little clit was sticking out erect through her light blonde
pubic hair. When she felt completely satiated, a mound of fur settled over
her mouth, and a tart salty taste touched her lips. A very wet cunt was
pressing down on her face, smearing its hot juices all over her cheeks. Jill
gagged for a moment, unable to catch her breath while the big cunt covered
both her mouth and nose at the same time. Riding Jill's face, the big
pussied bitch finally situated her clit right over Jill's tongue, and then
with a fervent pressure indicated where she wanted Jill to suck. Other hands
began playing with her own pussy, and soon the tight feeling in her dripping
cunt returned in earnest. Jill had had her share of orgasms, usually self
induced, but her young body was like a sexual race car, capable of so much
more than a normal woman. It was very apparent that this little bitch was
becoming addicted to the feel of shattering climaxes in her high strung
pussy, so she was a little surprised when she felt a huge cock entering her
cunt and this time she accepted it with ardor! She found out later that it
was Duke who was fucking her in front of the entire clan, his big cock
plowing in and out of her now wide open vagina, while the bitch riding Jill'
s face was having orgasm after orgasm courtesy of Jill's wandering tongue.
Jill's cunt muscle contracted around the thick meat in her pussy, driving
both she and Duke over the orgasmic edge! Both of them roared, Duke out
loud, and Jill into open cunt of the woman riding her drooling mouth!
After several moments of recuperation, Duke announced it was time for the
final initiation. The three naked women held Jill down, with her ass high in
the air. Duke pulled out the red hot branding iron and held it high in the
air for all to see, it red glow bright in the dark night air. With one
movement he held the iron on Jill's right ass cheek, the sizzle of burning
flesh be drowned out by her painful scream. Salve was quickly applied to the
branded area, and loud clapping of hands welcomed the new bitch into the
fold. When Jill stood up, she naturally gravitated to Duke, her new old man.
Her ass burned like the devil, but she was actually happy, because she had
found a new home!
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