It was 2am and Laurel still had a bit of a drive ahead of her. The sudden throbbing of one of her tires had her worried about if she would make it home before trouble arose. She was less than 10 miles from her exit when it happened. The front driver side tire blew out with a loud pop. Luckily for her she managed to pull off the side of the road quickly. The road was dark but usually well traveled.  She was a pretty self sufficient girl when it came to minor car trouble and knew how to change a tire. 

Moments after she had parked she had her hazards on and the trunk open. She carefully placed the jack under the car and began to lift the car up slightly. Her friend had shown her how to change a tire a few years back and she remembered him saying if you kept it slightly on the ground it was easier to break the lug nuts free. Unfortunately for her she was without a flashlight and this section of road was without the luxury of street lights. She thought she could manage though.

After several attempts and cursing profusely at the man from the tire shop who used the air gun to reattach the lug nuts she was exasperated. Several cars past her without even so much as slowing down. She stood there staring at her car as she contemplated locking it up and walking toward home in hopes she would find a ride. Before she could even walk back and close the trunk a car slowly pulled toward hers. It parked in front facing hers with the high beams still on. 

Laurel was a very trusting girl and thought nothing of what would transpire over the next few minutes. A large man climbed out of the passenger side and approached her. He smelled like stale smoke and alcohol. She assumed he had been at the bar and was on his way home.

"Evening ma'am... in need of some help?"

Laurel chuckled softly and replied "Yes sir. having some trouble breaking those bolts lose." 

With the bright light in her face as she looked to him she could not see his face very well or notice that he was admiring her trim physique. He quickly took over with the 4-way and began to take the mangled tire from the car. She went back to the trunk and pulled the spare out. When she returned there was a slender red head standing there watching him. Laurel assumed it was his wife. 

"Looks like you are lucky ya got the car off the road here." she remarked.

"Yeah, I was just coming back from a friend's house and the car was shimmying pretty bad. I figured one of the tires needed air or tightened down or something. I had no clue this was going to happen." Laurel answered.

"Well we saw ya on the side of the road here and I told my boy to turn around. You looked like you needed some help." the man replied as he wiggled the damaged tire free and rolled it next to the car. 

"Well I'm sure glad you did. I would have been stuck here for a while otherwise."

"What's your name?" the woman asked.

"Laurel Jacobs." she replied. "I'm from Smithfield"

"I'm Tina and this is my husband Rick." She took a drag on her cigarette. "We own the bar up the road and just were headed on our way home."

"It's nice to meet you. It's just too bad it wasn't under better circumstances."

Laurel hefted the tire into the trunk while Rick put the spare on. Tina retreated back to the car before she came back around. Rick was releasing the jack as she stood watching. The tire hissed as soon as the jack lowered. It too went flat instantly. 

"Oh great. Now I'm really screwed." she replied.

He just stood up and shook his head. "Listen we can give you a ride back to the bar and call a tow truck from there."

"Really? that would be so great." Laurel answered with a saddened sigh. "How can I ever repay you for this?" She asked.

Rick just smiled and said. "Well we can discuss that at the bar." 

He helped her toss things in the trunk as she locked up. She then climbed in the back seat with his wife. The drive to the bar was very short and rather quiet. When they got there she followed him inside. His son was ordered to take his mother home and return to pick him up. He then whispered something to the boy. Jason quietly nodded and sped off with her. 

After calling the tow truck he offered Laurel a drink. She sat on one of the stools at the bar and watched him as he set up the shot glasses and filled them with the dark pungent liquid. 

"Here's to meeting new people." He laughed as he lifted his glass. 

She smiled and clinked the glass to his. Laurel slammed her shot and sat the glass down. She clenched her eyes shut tight as she blinked. The Jagermiester burned as it went down. He quickly filled her glass again and smiled.

"So let's talk about how you can repay me." He answered as he studied her face.

She was waiting for him to request some sort of sexual favor from her. It had to be that because there was no other reason to send his wife away.  She looked down at the shot glass then up at him again. Patiently she waited for him to tell her what he desired.

"Well you seen my son, Jason.... I want you to help him out..." he looked at her as he drank his second shot.

"Help him out how?" she asked curiously. 

"Well he is rather shy and very inexperienced with women.... I want you to be his first." Rick said in a matter of fact tone.

Laurel just looked at him in disbelief at first. She then did her second shot as she mulled it over. He wasn't a bad looking boy, just looked a little young. He stood about 6'5 and was a bit on the skinny side. Shoulder length blonde hair framed his thin face and pale green eyes.  She sat the glass down on the bar once again and exhaled quickly. The burn wasn't quite as bad this time.

"Ok." She paused for a moment. "Is there anything particular you want me to do?"

"Well you look like a girl who would know what to do."

The door creaked open just then as they talked. Jason walked in and shut the door behind him. Laurel just looked at Rick, then to him. She slipped off the bar stool and walked over toward Jason with a slight smile on her face. She extended her hand to him to introduce herself. He stopped and looked at her a moment before taking her hand.

"I'm Laurel. You're Jason right?" 

He just nodded at her and shook her hand. He looked to his dad and nodded slightly. She had no idea what it meant and shrugged it off as nothing. Suddenly Jason pulled her to him and looked into her eyes. It startled her at first. He then kissed her deeply. She did not resist. Part of her wondered how he could be considered shy when he behaved like this. 

Laurel didn't resist. Her recent lack of sex because of the break up with Russ had left her horny lately. She kissed back as she wrapped her arms around him. It was too good not to give in. He picked her up and held her against him. At this point she wrapped her legs around his waist. Jason carried her to the back of the bar and sat her on the edge of the pool table. 

His hands quickly pulled at the tank top that snuggly covered her ample d cups. She tugged at his shirt as she tries to slip it off as quickly as she could and resumed to kiss him. He had her bra unhooked and nearly ripped it off her in his enthusiasm. She raked her nails down his back as his shirt slid off.

Laurel was so into Jason that she did not notice Rick had slipped out the door for a moment. Again they broke the kiss as his fingers worked to undo her shorts. He made quick work of pulling them down her body. The air conditioner hummed quietly making the room quite chilly. Her nipples hardened instantly from the cool caress of the air against her warm skin. His fingers began to explore her nether region as her legs spread for him. 

She was already incredibly wet. His fingertip traced up and down the puffy pink lips of her pussy.  Her hips lightly moved as his finger spread her open slightly. Still he did not push deeper yet. He teased her aching pussy for what seemed like an eternity to her. The wetness began to seep out as his touch became a little rougher. Finally his finger plunged inside. First one finger, and then a second. He began to work them in and out slowly. She began to moan loudly as her hips moved to meet his hand. He stared into her eyes without saying a word. She could see the raw hunger in them. 

She started to reach for him but he pushed her hand away. She was puzzled by it but the skillful touch soon distracted her.  His movements became sharp and fast as he watched her steady herself with her hands to the sides of her but slightly back. Her back arched as she lifted her hips, bucking them harder into his fingers. A low moan slipped from her as she lost herself in the moment. Little did she know what was about to happen to her. 

Meanwhile Rick had slipped out the front door to wait for the arrival of the others. He was not about to let the opportunity pass to invite the rest of the guys in on it. She was so willing and so hot with Jason why would she fight more of it. Soon several headlights came from the distance. The soft thunder of revving engines filled the quiet night as they approached. The motorcycles came to a quiet stop in back of the bar. The guys knew not to make a loud entrance into the bar. Rick quickly briefed them about Laurel and they went inside.

Jason was continuing to finger fuck her shaven hole with quick deep jabs. She moaned louder now as her head hung back. Her eyes were shut as she tried to hold back. It felt so good to deny herself of orgasm only to make it more intense when she finally did succumb. The others watched from the front of the bar as Rick poured them all drinks. 

Laurel gave another moan, this one more intense with the last as she teetered on the verge of orgasm. Jason quickly withdrew his fingers and shoved them into her open mouth. Without thought she began to suck. The sweet taste of her sex was intoxicating. She twirled her tongue around his fingers to clean them of every drop. 

After withdrawing his cleaned fingers he pulled her down from the pool table. He made sure she was turned away from the others. He knew he was to keep the surprise from her for now. Jason then walked her toward the small stage along the back wall. Before she could ask him anything he unzipped his shorts and slide them down over his hips. They fell to the floor around his ankles. 

He bent down and removed his shoes and tossed everything aside. She tried to stifle her reaction when she saw his large cock standing at attention. It was very impressive and ready for action. He hopped up on the stage and pulled her up with him. Jason moved back from the edge of the stage and laid down on his back. 

"Get on top... I want to feel your wet cunt around me." He demanded. 

It was hardly what she would expect from someone who was supposedly shy. Nonetheless she complied and straddled his massive rod. They both moaned loudly as she guided the tip of his shaft into her wetness. Her back was still turned to the men. Rick turned the jukebox on loud enough to drown out the sound of the others as they approached. She figured it was just to give them a bit of privacy. To her it did not matter though.

As she bounced on his cock two of the men quietly slipped up on the stage. Her eyes were closed as she bounced upon Jason's thick cock. Suddenly one of them men's fingers tangled in her hair as he yanked her head toward him. His cock was rock hard and poking out of his unzipped jeans. When she opened her mouth to protest he quickly shoved it down her throat. Laurel gagged as he held her head there for a moment. 

Seconds later she felt a pressure against her dark little opening. Her eyes popped open as she stared up at Chuck. He began to pull her head up and down his shaft as he stared down at her. His drunken smile shown no remorse for what he was doing to her. She whimpered loudly as suddenly she felt the other thick cock, this one belonging to Bill, rip through the tight ring of muscle. She tried to push Chuck away but Jason quickly grabbed her wrists. His fingers dug in as she struggled. 

Helplessly she was jolted back and forth as they continued to take her. Chuck began to thrust harder into her throat as she continued to gag. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the cocks in pistoned in and out of her. Her body reacted without any consent from her mind. She wanted so badly to fight it but in the position she was being held she had no choice.  

Jason thrust up into her pussy as hard as he could as he let out a loud groan. His cock twitched inside her as it shot out thick ropes of cum.  Her muscles contracted around him despite her loathing for all of them at this point. Bill's arms quickly encircled her waist as he lifted her off of Jason. His cock was still hilted in her tight little ass as Jason wiggled out from under her. Another man quickly took his place. Dylan's cock was slightly larger than Jason's. It slid into her well lubricated hole and the fucking quickly commenced again. 

She tried again to push them away but she was restrained quickly. With a triumphant grunt Chuck unloaded his thick seed into her throat. Some of which seeped from around his cock as she gagged on it. Rick came up to the stage and tossed a set of handcuffs to one of the men waiting their turn. She heard the cold steel bracelets close around her wrists with a loud snap. Chuck's limp cock slipped from her lips as he released her hair. 

His cock was quickly replaced by Tom's.  Bill reached around and began to grope her breasts. Her pink nipples stood rigid as he began to tweak them hard. Her pussy was dripping wet with her own juices as well as Jason's load of freshly released cum. It lubricated Dylan's cock as it slid deep inside her each time he pulled her down hard on his cock. She let out muffled whimper around the throbbing cock that forced it's way deep into her throat. 

Tom gripped the sides of her head and held it still has he pumped his hips hard and fast. Her abused cunt began to convulse around Dylan's cock as he shoved it deep inside. He groaned loudly. Bill felt her clenching around him as well. It quickly catapulted him over the edge and into an incredible orgasm. He pulled out roughly after thoroughly filling her ass with his load.

This time Rick took a turn. His cock was much thicker than Bill's and caused her to tense up immediately as she felt the head poking into her tender hole. Dylan and Rick's thrusts alternated, filling both her holes to capacity. Tom continued to pump in and out of her warm wet mouth. Her lust turned to despair as the men used her body every way imaginable. Tom pulled his throbbing love muscle from her mouth. She started to beg them to stop but her words were cut short by a sharp slap from Tom. He then proceeded to milk his cock inches from her face. In seconds she felt the hot thick jizz coating her skin in it's stickiness

Rick became more brutal with his thrusts. Dylan stared up at Laurel's face. Some of the cum dripped from her chin and landed on his shirt. He promptly grabbed her by the hair and forced her face down to it.

"Lick that up you fucking slut." He demanded as he pulled her hair harder.

Reluctantly she obeyed, whimpering and whining as the two men continued to pump their cocks in and out of her abused fuck holes. She felt as if she was being torn apart. Dylan released her hair and shoved her back. She lost her balance and landed with her back against Rick's chest. Dylan reached up and grabbed both her nipples and pulled hard. Jason had been watching the whole scene and his cock began to throb again. 

He walked over to her and smiled down at her for a moment. His hand quickly gripped her by the hair as he pulled her face toward his rigid cock. 

"Mmmm suck it like a good little slut Laurel." He pushed the tip into her mouth.

Laurel sucked slightly. She despised him and Rick both as well as the others. She hadn't noticed in the midst of it all Bill and Tom slipped out of the bar. Dylan groaned loudly as he twisted her sore nipples, pulling them painfully away from her chest. She tried to cry out but Jason's cock was lodged in her throat.  Within minutes Dylan's swollen cock released a stream of cum deep into her womb. She trembled as her body reacted with another huge orgasm. Her hormones did not seem to care about her emotions at this point. Her body was a quivering mass of lust, caught in the throws of another climax. 

"Oh fuck yeah bitch, milk my cock." Dylan blurted out as he gave a final deep thrust inside her. 

Rick pulled her up allowing Dylan to slip from beneath her. Chuck decided he wanted another shot at her also and quickly took his place beneath Laurel. Her pussy contracted around him as he pushed up into her. She let out another whimper as she tensed up. Rick began to hammer her ass hard, fast and deep. Her breasts bounced hard as the two men pummeled her holes. 

Jason contently fucked her mouth. His cock clogging her throat each time it pushed completely inside. She swallowed around him to keep from gagging. She could feel the bile churning in her stomach and wanting to spew out. He quickened his pace the closer he got to release. His balls slapped against her sticky chin with each stroke. 

Rick screamed as he shot his loud deep inside her. As he pulled out the cum began to ooze from her freshly filled hole. Jason now wanted that stretched orifice wrapped around his cock and withdrew from her mouth. Rick slipped away to clean himself up leaving the two of them on the stage with her. Chuck reached down and began to tease her clit with his rough fingertips. She sobbed softly as the two manhandled her body. 

Jason's hands went for her soft round tits. He squeezed them hard, rubbing his thumbs over her hardened nipples before rolling them between his fingers. He tugged on them but not nearly as hard as Dylan had. She tensed as they throbbed between his fingers. The teasing was having it's affect on her body though her mind would still not let her enjoy it. She didn't dare to scream because she knew another sharp slap would fall across her face. 

Her hips began to rock as her body was possessed by the wretched demon of lust. Chuck could feel her tense up around him as he began to thrust harder into her pussy. The mixture of the others' cum as well as her own dripped down his cock. 

"Oh yeah bitch. Cum for me, I wanna feel you cum on my cock." He yelled as he became more brutal with his thrusts. 

His fingers began to pinch and pull on her clit roughly. She squeaked out a moan she tried so hard to suppress. Her mind forcing her to her limits as she tried to resist but her body quickly betraying those thoughts. Jason' jack hammered her puckered little hole as it stretched around him. He loved how tight it felt as he slammed deep inside her. 

Chuck grunted as he shot several quick bursts of cum deep into her aching cunt. He wiggled out from beneath her. Jason wrapped his arm around her chest and held her up to keep her from falling over. Her hands still securely cuffed behind her back. Chuck stood up in front of her and presented his sloppy wet dick to her. He pushed it inside her mouth.

"Now clean up your mess you fucking whore. I don't wanna walk around with all that cum on my cock." he commanded.

He growled as she resisted disobediently. Jason slipped his arm up until it rested against her throat and began to squeeze. She started to suck lightly as she gasped for air. Chuck let out a low moan signaling she had complied with his wish. Jason loosened the grip just slightly, still restricting her breath. A constant stream of cum seeped out of her cunt as he held her up.

Chuck pulled his flaccid cock from her mouth and got his pants on once again. Jason then released her and let her fall flat against the stage floor. She let out a moan as her body slapped down against it with a thud. He steadied himself on his hands and knees as he continued to pound her ass. 

"Mmmm Laurel, that's it, I wanna feel you buck those hips. I know you like it bitch. Come on fuck me back." He ordered. 

At first she did not respond. His hand came crashing down upon her ass as hard as it could. Her body jolted as the flawless pale skin turned a brilliant shade of crimson. She timidly began to buck her hips to his. It was still not enough for him. Again he slapped her cheeks. This time he left a bright red outline of his hand upon her ass. It was enough to make her respond this time. She began to rock her hips into his. His balls loudly slapped against her wet pussy with each movement. He gripped her hips and helped to pull her back into the thrusts. 

Her chest and face became red from the rug burn as he continued to pound her mercilessly. He picked up the pace as he felt his balls tighten. She was breathing heavily as the discomfort of the carpet grinding against her bare breasts got to her in a way she never imagined. His brutal fucking was starting to wear down her resistance as well.

Suddenly he cried out "Oh fuck yes. oh Jesus." as he filled her bowels with his spunk. 

He pumped his hips for a few seconds more until he emptied in to her completely. Then he pulled out and got dressed. Rick came back up to the stage and uncuffed her hands from behind her. She was trembling and oozing with the deposits they all left inside her. 

"Now get dressed. I am having Jason take you back to the car." Rick calmly told her.

Laurel was so ashamed of what just happened. She didn't enjoy it though her body seemed to lose control several times. She dressed quietly and walked up to the bar. Rick offered her another shot of Jager but she just shook her head without saying a word. Just then the other two men walked through the front door. 

"It's all taken care of Rick" Bill replied as he took a seat. 

Jason ushered her out the door and to the car. Neither of them spoke a word on the drive back to her vehicle. She could not even bring herself to look at him. They didn't have to warn her about what would happen if she spoke about what had transpired. She knew better than to piss with people like them. Jason pulled up behind her car and put it in park. 

"Ya know you weren't a bad fuck. I think you and I should get together and do it again... I don't think I will have a hard time finding you do you...?" he stopped for a moment. He handed her a slip of paper. "Call me tomorrow or I'll just have to find you myself." 

Laurel took the paper and got out of the car expecting it to be in the same condition as when she left. To her surprise there was a new tire where the flat had been. Jason sped away as soon as she walked to her car door. She climbed into the car and immediately began sobbing once again.

 She drove home that night and took a long hot shower, trying to wash away what happened. She crawled into bed and closed her eyes. Over and over again the images flooded her brain. She tried to make them stop but it was like some horrible movie being fed into her head. She soon drifted off to sleep still trapped with the thoughts of what happened and the dread she had about calling Jason in the morning.

