# Party Girl

By girliekiller@hotmail.com - please feel free to e-mail me with any comments or story suggestions :o)

Chapter 1 – Picking Becky Up

Becky was easily the skinniest little girl I'd ever fucked and to be honest she was also the worst fuck ever too. I'd taken her virginity not long after she turned 16 and she'd annoyed me so much that when one of my friends birthdays came along and entertainment was required for his party I knew that she was the ideal sacrifice.

I called her the night of the party and explained how Rob's 26th birthday was coming up and that we were having a surprise party. I called after I knew her mum would be out, she went out every night drinking… they were pure white trash. I left it so late deliberately so that she wouldn't be able to tell anyone where she was going, there was the risk that she might have gone out herself, but that was just a risk I had to take under the circumstances. In any case, she didn't have any plans and was keen to come out so I met her at home 10 minutes later.

She was being a typical dumb bitch, worrying about what to wear and complaining that her hair was a mess. I got fed up waiting almost immediately, "just take your fucking clothes off and stand there," I ordered pointing to a spot at the end of her bed. I went through her wardrobe quickly and chose a short plain purple dress that I knew was a very tight fit on her little body and made her look even younger than her 16 years. When I turned around, Becky was standing where I'd told her with her arms behind her back just like I'd taught her. I started to feel sorry for her, I knew I was going to miss her but she'd annoyed me once to often for her own good. "Here put this on," I said quickly checked my feelings for her.

"Can I have underwear?" Becky asked. She was good like that, she would always ask permission before doing something, I knew from the second I met her that she'd be a compliant little slut for me. "Don't be stupid, what if I want to fuck you quick? I'm not messing with panties and you certainly don't need a bra, do you!" It was a rhetorical question, Becky was fully aware that she had no need for a bra to hold her tiny breasts. Becky squeezed into the little dress, she was tiny, I could easily touch my fingers together around her waist. Even so, the dress was tight on her; I'd deliberately made her buy it in a child's size meant for 11 –12 year olds.

I kissed her, running one hand down her body and up her dress to her tight pussy. Becky was already fairly wet, I knew she would be; whenever I made her strip and do as I told her she got horny. I threw her onto the bed and knelt between her legs so I could eat her pussy. I wanted to watch her cum once more before the fun and games of the coming evening started. As I ate her out, my fingers were exploring the little sluts bald pussy. She'd only taken a few moments of oral before she started squealing and yelping in her own unique way. Already, I had two fingers inside her but this time I had decided to take her further. I worked my fingers in a circular motion inside Becky's body as my mouth worked on her clit. This had two effects, firstly it allowed me to open her tight little pussy as far as I could and secondly, I was rubbing her G-Spot with the tips of my fingers each time they went around. Pretty soon, she was ready and I slipped my third finger into her body, she groaned but didn't complain about it. Continuing my good work, I soon had my little finger inside her as well; when this entered she told me that it was uncomfortable, I told her to shut up and not to bother me with that sort of thing again. Obediently, Becky stopped whinging about the tiny amount of discomfort she was in and instead focused on her duty to obey me at all times.

Becky started complaining again when I finally forced my thumb into her and pushed my hand hard into her body all the way up to my wrist. I chose to ignore her pathetic whinging as I formed a fist deep inside her abused pussy. It was extremely hard work making that fist; the dumb blonde bitch was so tight that I had to really hurt her in order to move my fingers. Becky realised what was going to happen when I started moving my fingers and she begged me not to do it. I told her to face facts, either she quit her incessant nagging or I'd beat her until she couldn't move and the fist her anyway. I'd only actually had to beat her that badly once before, when she'd told me she didn't want sex one night. I warned her what would happen and reminded her that she was my property, but she just wouldn't listen to reason so I'd beaten the shit out of her body. Obviously, I made sure that I didn't touch anywhere that would be seen when she was dressed and I'd ended that ordeal with a brutal arse-fucking, by the time I'd left she was bleeding from both holes and had worked out that she wasn't in a position to ever argue with me!

There was no need to beat her as she quietened down and let me use her without anymore complaints. I fisted her for five minutes or so, during which time she squealed like a pig, but I couldn't blame her for that; in fact I found the noises pretty sexy. I was disappointed I didn't have a video camera to capture the agony on her young face or the sexy noises she made. I looked at the clock on the wall and realised I had best hurry up. I pulled my fist from Becky's body in one quick movement; she made a very loud grunt as I withdrew. The bitch knew better than to start rubbing at her sore pussy and instead kept her hands where they were. I lay on the bed next to her and gazed at her beautiful face, which was now red and wet from her tears. I cuddled her, kissing her damp cheeks and stroking her hair while she sobbed into my chest. "Why did you have to hurt me like that?" She asked, "you could have just fucked me."

"I did it because you're a stupid bitch and I wanted to hurt you, because you're worthless to me and a crap fuck!" That made her cry even more, which made my cock get even harder. We were already late, but I wanted Becky so much at that point that I couldn't resist the urge to fuck her properly. Besides, I might not get the chance again.

Standing up I told Becky to get on all fours with her dress pulled up over her waist. She obeyed without a seconds hesitation; I felt her shiver when I rubbed her pussy with my finger, she must be scared that she was going to be on the receiving end of another fisting. "Relax," I told her. "I don't want to hurt you at all this time." I kissed the small of her back as I spoke. Despite the tears and the complaining I knew that the blonde bitch had secretly enjoyed what I'd done! Her pussy was wet and it had been during every second of her fisting. Kneeling down I ate her pussy, using my tongue had and fast against her clit. It didn't take long before I felt her cum. When she did I opened my trousers and rubbed my cock against her tight little pussy. It slipped in nicely; I was pleased to feel that the fisting hadn't stretched her noticeably. Becky was grunting again, this time it was more a pleasured grunt than the agonised noises she'd made earlier. I fucked her hard making sure that I withdrew most of the way before ramming my full 7" back into her tight young body in one forceful thrust. I leaned forward, offering my fingers to Becky's mouth. She took two of them in, sucking her own pussy juices from them for me. As she did, Becky clamped down on my fingers, not biting but holding them firmly with her mouth. She was sucking hard on them and a couple of seconds later I felt her warm pussy grip my cock and she pushed herself back onto my cock harder than before. Her orgasm lasted for ages, eventually she pulled her mouth away from my fingers and started screaming for me to fuck her harder, which I did. I was about to cum; I could feel it starting. I grabbed her neck and forced her face to my cock, it would have been very rude to cum inside somebody else's birthday present. Becky was young, keen and fully aware of what I wanted. She opened her mouth and took my cock between her lips; Becky allowed me to finish cumming before closing her mouth and swallowing. I think that she must have liked the taste of cum, because I'd never seen her lose a drop without being told to.

She swallowed my load and licked me clean and then we left for the party. Becky's hair was a bit of a mess, but that didn't matter she looked sexier with it in a mess anyway.Chapter 2 – The Party

We met the others at a pub as arranged and had a few drinks to get us in the party mood. Becky seemed to be enjoying herself; she was flirting with the guys like she normally did. It had been a very hot day and the sun didn't start to set until around 21.15, when it did we set of for the party site. Most of the guys had their bikes with them, but Becky and I rode in one of the three Land Rover's. We headed deep into the New Forest. The forest isn't all trees, in fact there are enormous chunks of plain open ground that are home to cattle, horses and smaller animals like pigs and so on. I'd picked an area of open ground surrounded by hills that hid it from the road, having said that, when it gets dark around there you can't see much more than a few feet off of the road in any case!

We arrived at the chosen spot; the guys formed their vehicles into a circle to provide us with light, they were experts at this kind of thing. There were about 10 bikes and the three Land Rover's, so around 15 to 18 people – not counting myself and Becky of course. Somebody put some music on, the beers were passed out and the joints were lit. Becky didn't like smoking grass, so I naturally gave her a strong joint and told the bitch to smoke it and she did.

Within a few minutes Becky was light-headed and starting to get pretty high. She was dancing to the music in her own little world before very long. I held her from behind, rubbing her soft belly. The bitch was swinging her hips from side to side in an obvious effort to rub my cock with her bum. As the horny little slut danced I slipped my hand up her dress to rub her smooth pussy. "Not here, babe. Please," Becky whined at me.

"What?" I asked sharply.

"Please don't do that in front of everyone," she replied. "We can go somewhere if you wanna fuck."

"Don't be such a thick bitch," I whispered. "Do you see any other girls here? Haven't you worked out why you're here yet, you dumb bitch?" She stopped rubbing my cock as it dawned on her what she was there for. I was still holding her tight against me and I swear I felt the bitch tremble as she thought about how the party was going to progress. Then a side of Becky I'd never seen before appeared. "You can go fuck yourself," she said fiercely. "I 'aint doing it with all these guys just to make you look good in front of your fucking mates." She turned and slapped me in the face.

Two of the guys grabbed her from behind and dragged her to the floor. "Now you dumb bitch, you can take a hard beating and get raped by everyone here, or you can be the whore we both know you are and leave with just a sore pussy and arse from the fucking. It's your choice!" I was kneeling over her chest at this point. "Either way you're spending tonight being fucked by a shit-load of cocks in every hole in your body!"

"I thought you loved me," she said through her tears.

"Don't be so fucking dumb. You're nothing more than a pussy that exists to give pleasure to men, or more specifically, to ME!"

By this time the guys had surrounded us; a few shouted comments intended to frighten Becky, others just yelled and whooped to the music. I called Rob over to wish him happy birthday. All the guys stood over Becky as she lay on the floor in a pathetic sobbing heap trying not to look anyone in the eye for fear of what that man might do to her. I told Rob that I was giving Becky to him as a present, "she's yours, do what the fuck you like with the bitch no-ones gonna miss her." I could see Becky watch me as I spoke and then look at Rob with real fear in her eyes. "That's one gorgeous bitch, man." Rob exclaimed. "I wanna fuck it right now."

Becky was crying her heart out now, the tears had soaked her face making her look like a sweet and innocent child.

I took one of Becky's legs and pulled it back over her until her knees were rubbing against her ears, another guy did the same with her other leg. Her tight bald pussy was now on display to everyone. Rob knelt down and expertly licked ate her out until her pussy was clearly glistening from a mix of Rob's saliva and her juice. I doubt that Rob decided to eat her pussy to make it easier on little Becky, in fact I know that he likes to watch young girls suffer. Rob had supplied the last girl who came out on one of these night, I'm sorry to say that I wasn't present for that but I was told that she was 13 and didn't even attempt to resist the guys. She just took her fucking like a woman twice her age. Someone showed me a picture and I have to say that she was a cutest little thing about, dressed in pink with two tiny mounds where her breasts had begun to develop. She must have been an excellent fuck-toy; I must remember to ask Rob if he's still in touch with her.

Rob took position over Becky, I could see his cock clearly as it took position against Becky. He worked the tip of his cock just inside her young body; it made Becky groan a little. I don't like to say it, but Rob is probably a bit bigger than me and until this point Becky had only ever known my cock. He paused for a few seconds while Becky got used to him, then without warning he lunged forward in a hard stabbing motion, ramming his big cock deep into Becky's tight young pussy. She screamed loudly in surprise and pain; her reaction was so powerful that both of us lost our grip on her legs. It didn't matter though, Rob was now deep inside her and she was unable to lower her legs any further than his shoulders would allow.

Everyone watched, silently at first as Becky lay almost folded in half being fucked hard by Rob's big cock. Everyone was amazed by how hard he was screwing the tiny girl beneath him; normally Rob was fairly gently with the girl's we took. For a while the only sound, apart from Rob's grunts, was the sound of Becky screaming, her insides must have been agony judging by the noise she made. After a few minutes of gob-smacked amazement from the audience people started cheering Rob on to do her harder and hurt her more. Becky's pitiful begging to be allowed to go free was all but drowned out by the crowd. It took a good ten minutes of hard fucking before Rob finally came inside her, he quickly withdrew and stood up; his cock was covered in blood. Becky just lay on the ground staring up at the stars tears running down her cheeks; to this day I'd love to know what that girl was thinking about as she lay there.

It was my turn now; I wanted something a bit different though. I lay on the floor and a couple of the guys forced her onto my cock. I say forced, but she didn't put up much more resistance than crying and begging me to help her. I waved to one of the other guys; he took up position behind Becky and pushed his cock into her young bum. Becky yelped and groaned as he entered her, I think she was all screamed out by this time! Once he was in I guided my cock into her pussy and we both started fucking her slender young body. Becky was leaning slightly towards me to allow the other guy access to her bum. This made it easier for me to pull her dress up over her head and throw it away, when I threw it Becky said something in a small voice that really surprised me. "Please, don't mess up my dress." She begged.

"You are so fucking dumb, 'aint ya?" I replied.

"I know I am, but I like it, I wanna to keep it." I couldn't believe she was worrying about a fucking dress just as we were starting to gang rape her. I slapped her in the face and told her to shut up. Becky just went back to crying again.

The guy in her backside pulled out and I saw him getting ready to take aim over her shoulder. I pushed her back off of me and knocked her to the floor. We knelt either side of her face and both came simultaneously over her young girlish face and beautiful blonde hair.

After that I stood up and went to find a beer, making sure I collected Becky's little dress as I went.

## Chapter 3 – Burying the Evidence

I came back about three quarters of an hour later to find Becky on her knees taking a face-full of cum from three guys who had just finished with her. I guess everyone else must have cum over her face because she was just one BIG mess. There was dried cum most noticeably in her hair and some over her face. Mostly there was wet cum covering every part of her face, how she managed to keep her eyes open was a mystery to me. I think she'd stopped crying by this time, although to be perfectly honest it was pretty difficult to tell. She had a few bruises on her body where the guys had gotten over enthusiastic, but nothing too serious.

Watching her sucking the three guys until they came in her face had made me hard again; I wanted to fuck her so bad. "Is anyone waiting for a go?" I asked the guys who were watching, nobody was waiting for their first turn with her and a couple had already had seconds with little Becky. I made her stand up and bend over so she was holding onto her ankles with her legs apart. I pushed a couple of fingers into her, she was wet and I guessed that most of it wasn't her own juice. "Hold still you dumb bitch," I ordered. "I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you, if you move or cry I'm gonna kill you! Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." Becky replied in a weak voice. I had no intention of giving her a chance to follow my orders, I was planning to beat her until she either tried to run or broke down and cried like a baby. I took my belt off and folded it in half. To begin with I hit her hard across her tight little bum, Becky whimpered but managed to avoid bursting into tears; she'd been beaten worse than this though. I moved on to belting her pussy using the buckle end. I was surprised that she managed to last so long, but eventually Becky couldn't fight it anymore and she burst into tears. By this time everyone was watching us. I slipped the end of the belt through the buckle and wrapped it around Becky's neck. Holding her in position I unfastened my trousers and rammed my hard cock deep into her aching pussy. I fucked her fast, pulling hard on the belt around her neck as I did. Luckily for her I came fairly quickly and released my grip on the belt. The guys cheered as Becky fell to the floor gasping for air. "Who says we kill the bitch?" I yelled to the cheering mob.

"Kill her, kill her, kill her," chanted the guys.

"What do you think of that you stupid whore?" I asked Becky.

"Please don't I won't tell anyone about tonight," she begged. "I'll even come back here so you can do it to me again… if you let me live."

"You'll do whatever we want you to, so don't even bother begging you worthless shit." I had a change of heart as I spoke to her. "Tell you what. If you do some things then I'll consider letting you live through tonight."

"I'll do it, anything, I'll do them all."

I pulled her to her feet by the belt around her neck and threw her towards the guys. "Here fuck this while I think," they set about raping her teenage body even harder than they had done before. I could hear Becky panting, groaning and crying while I sat back in the Land Rover. After a discussion with Rob and some others, we decided to set Becky a couple of virtually impossible tasks, if she did them then we'd have fun watching if not it wouldn't really make any difference to anyone.

We had some more to drink and left the guys to fuck her for an hour or so, then Rob and I went back to break it up and ask if Becky wanted to do as we told her or if she wanted to end it all now. She decided to do what we said and try to live through the night.

"Okay, first off something nice and easy for our dumb little whore," I said to the group in general. I put my gloves on and picked up a bunch of stinging nettles that one of the guys had picked for us while we'd been drinking. "Take these," I ordered. Obediently, she took the bunch from me and I could instantly see the pain in her eyes as the nettles burned at her soft hands. "I want you to give us a sexy little dance using these," I told her. Rob put some slow dance music on for her to dance to and we all stood back to watch the show. She gyrated her hips and performed a rather sexy dance for us; well it made me hard anyway. But, there wasn't much use of the nettles going on, just the occasional rubbing against her back. I warned her to do it properly, after that she put on a good show that left her whole body covered in red lines where the nettles had stroked her young flesh and burnt it. Someone shouted for her to rub the nettles into her pussy, after a moments hesitation Becky complied. She worked them into her body, this made her yelp in pain but she did it like the good girl I knew she could be. "Well done, baby." I said in the most loving voice I could manage. "Just one more thing before we finish with the nettles. I want you to eat two mouthfuls." I tried to sound as encouraging as I could so that she knew how pleased with her I was. Becky took a moment to wipe her eyes, probably not the best thing to do after handling those nettles, but that's her problem not mine. She looked down at the nettles and slowly took the first inch into her mouth and bit down on it. She chewed for a few moments before swallowing. "Good girl, now one more bite, a little bigger this time though." This time Becky took quite a big bite from the nettles, chewed and swallowed. She was clearly hurting badly now, so I offered her a drink. The abused little girl quickly accepted, lifted the glass to her lips and drank greedily. She must have swallowed two or three big mouthfuls before she realised that she was drinking from a pint glass of piss. She put the glass down and stared at it until Rob yelled at her to finish the glass. Again Becky lifted the glass and drank from it, a little piss escaped from the edge of her mouth to join the dried cum that was already on her face.

"That's a good whore," I encouraged as Becky finished the glass off. "There's just one more thing and then you'll be free to go."

"What do I have to do?" She asked, I could hear the nervousness in her sweet little voice; it made me so horny I would of raped her again if I could of. "Take this," I said handing Becky a sharp little knife I'd picked up earlier that day. Everyone watched the naked little blonde as she knelt on the floor with the knife in her young hands, who knows what she was thinking but whatever it was the thought scared her. "Are you my property," I asked her calmly.

"Yes, sir." Her response was quick, almost automatic.

"Good, in that case I want you to be able to show everyone who looks at you that you are owned." Becky was scared now. "I want you to engrave 'GK's Whore' across your chest." I waited patiently for Becky to reply, but none came. After a few moments, I asked if she had understood what I'd said. The young slut began sobbing and begging me not to make her do it. "It's your choice, whore. Either mutilate yourself or die." To illustrate my point I produced a revolver from the back of my jeans and pointed it at Becky. Her little hands were trembling badly, but she pressed the knife against her soft skin until it broke and a trickle of blood appeared. Becky was squealing between sobs as she traced the curve of the 'G' in her own flesh. The G alone took her a good two minutes; during those minutes every single guy remained perfectly silent like a group of captivated children seeing some amazing event for the first time. Becky managed to inflict a shaky 'K' in her chest before she dropped the knife screaming in pain for us to show her mercy and let her go home to her 'mummy'.

"That's not going to happen, baby. Not unless you finish it," I warned her in my friendly loving voice once again. Becky picked up the knife and slowly began working on the 'W'. I had her do it below the 'GK' so that the bottoms of the letters were cut into her firm young breasts. She hated that even more; Becky had always had sensitive breasts, I guess they seemed even more sensitive when she had a knife cutting through them.

At this point I have to admit that I was amazed Becky was managing to do this. She'd always hated having pain inflicted on her, so I was surprised at how easily she'd managed to deal with the stinging nettles. Please don't misunderstand me and think that Becky was cutting herself easily, in fact she was screaming in agony and shaking as she made each cut. It took a good three quarters of an hour for her to cut the seven letters into her chest, but she managed it… then passed out.

"Well done you dumb bitch," I congratulated Becky when she came round.

"Can I go home now please, sir?" She asked.

"We'll let you go home, but we need to be certain that you're not going to start blabbing about how we all enjoyed your body tonight."

"I won't tell a sole, I promise." She was speaking quickly now, but she was still clearly scared. "I've enjoyed what we did tonight… maybe we could do it again sometime?" She hesitated before suggesting that, just enough for me to know that she was lying to me and that she'd be in a police station about five minutes after getting home, not that this was a problem. "Okay then," I said. "Put your clothes back on, I'll tie you up until we get to your place, okay?" Becky nodded as she took her dress from one of the others and pulled it back on. I held up a pair of handcuffs and Becky turned her back to me so I could lock her wrists into them. I slipped a blindfold over her eyes and told her to follow me. I held her elbow as I lead her across the field a little distance from where we'd raped her.

Earlier in the day a couple of the lads had dug Becky's grave; there had never been any possibility that we would allow her to live through tonight and run the risk of sending us all to prison just for having a little fun.

I removed Becky's blindfold and gave her a swift kick to knock her down into the hole. The guys had done a good job; they knew the importance of getting this bit right. The hole was about 5 feet deep and plenty big enough for young Becky to wriggle around at the bottom. Just as everyone was preparing to fill the hole in over the screaming little bitch at the bottom, somebody handed me a bottle and suggested that we throw the contents over her first. I didn't know this guy too well; he was new to our little group, brought in by one of Rob's friends. I took the bottle, removed the cap and poured the contents over Becky. The result was amazing; her screams became even louder and more agonised, more incredible still was that her little dress actually began disintegrating. It was hard to see in the dim light, but a few of the guys and myself swore that we could see her skin being burnt away by the liquid. "What the Hell is that?" Someone asked. I looked at the label, it was called 'One Shot', a drain cleaner I'd used once before. The guy who had given it to me, told us that it was 98% sulphuric acid, I'm not a chemist but I know that's bad… well it was for Becky anyway!

We had five shovels and everyone took a turn to fill the hole in, Becky was buried alive in just a tad over 15 minutes. I was a little disappointed though; I watched her face as she realised what was happening to her in the growing light of morning, but I would have liked it to have lasted a little longer. Still her little friend, Maxine, would be ripe for the picking soon, mind you knowing Maxine if I told her she was going to be gang-banged, I'd probably have a job to keep up with her as she raced out here… she's a proper little slut, but that's another story.