"What the fuck you doin' out here, paradin' around like that?" he snarled.
Darlene held her breath. He seemed even more handsome, more virile in broad daylight. He was standing there bare chested, his flesh streaked with sweat.
"Nothing," she managed to say innocently enough. "It was hot and…"
"And what? Thought you'd go out for a walk, paradin' your cunt around like the little whore you are, huh?" Jeff snapped.
Jeff had gripped her upper arm, his fingers hurting her. She winced, puffing back.
"You leave me alone," Darlene threatened, looking toward the house. "You touch me, and your mother's gonna find out out…"
Her warning was interrupted by the sound of a car starting. Darlene slivered. It was her Aunt Helen, driving away with a wave of the hand out the window.
"No, no, come back!"
Somehow Darlene managed to pull away from her cousin, running after the car and waving her shirt wildly above her head like a flag. She had never thought of her aunt taking off this way. She wouldn't have gone this far if she'd known she'd be left alone.
"Meant to tell you. When dad's gone into town, my old lady goes in lots of times to have lunch with him. The farmhands are good about their work, and I'm always around. Even got some of my buddies in there," Jeff said in an even voice. "Told 'em about you, about how you performed for me. They wanna see you dance around for 'em, too."
"No!"
Darlene stood in the middle of the dusty barnyard, the sun burning her flesh. The tables had been, turned in an instant. She looked around for some help. No one was there to intercede for her. The hired help were over the hills now in the outer fields. They wouldn't be able to hear a thing. They were too far away, and their equipment was too loud.
"C'mon inside, baby. It's fuckin' hot out here. We got some plans for you."
Just at that point five young men strolled from the barn, all of them stripped to the waist and looking hungrily at her.
"Boys from the Valley. They all wanna fuck you. But I told 'em you only take on the best, me," Jeff said, jutting a thumb at his chest.
"Na!"
Darlene turned and began running as fast as she could from the group. The shirt dropped from her hand as her naked soles pounded the hard, hot dirt. Jeff took off after her, his friends cheering him on from behind. Darlene let out another sobbing cry, her hair streaming behind her.
"You ain't gonna go far. You don't know this area, and I'm fuckin' faster than you are."
Darlene still didn't care. She had to run for her life, run as fast as she could. Jeff grabbed her hair several seconds after the girl had taken off. He yanked back, pulling her head back and finally giving her a hard tug. The pull knocked the girl off balance. With a cry of despair Darlene found herself stumbling over her feet, tumbling forward and rolling over and over until she finally came to rest on her belly.
"Oh God!"
She was choking on the dirt as a cloud of dust puffed up around her. Jeff stood above the trembling girl, one boot on either side of her body.
"That was a Goddamned stupid thing for you to do. Should've left with my old lady or somethin' – unless you wanted more of the same. 'Cause that's just what you're gonna get."
He reached down, grabbing Darlene by the left wrist and hauling her to her feet. The girl kept her eyes down. Her plan had backfired. Instead of her teaching him a lesson, the girl realized he was going to teach her one.
"Just let me go," she said, her head still lowered. "I promise I'll go back to L.A. today."
"You ain't goin' nowhere, and I don't think you wanna go nowhere. You like this, baby. You like the game. And you're gonna play it with me."
He marched her back to his buddies. Darlene shaded her eyes again. The sun was terribly hot.
"C'mon, Jeff, let's see some action."
"Yeah, we came out here to work, but we got some fun commin' our way."
"This the little slut you been tellin' us about? Man, just lookin' at her makes my prick hot and hard. C'mon, honey, you wanna fuck?"
Someone reached out and patted her on the ass. Darlene let out a cry, shrinking away from the touch. They were attacking her in a circle now, rubbing their pricks, leering at her as she cringed. Jeff came up behind her, slipping both hands under the strings barely holding up her bikini then jerking them down.
With one move, he'd stripped her naked. Darlene let out a cry, throwing both arms around her tits while folding one leg over the other to try to hide her cunt. The men whistled and laughed at her. Jeff moved in, turning her around and around like a puppet dangling from a string.
"Oh no, no!"
Were they all going to rape her? Darlene had read stories in the papers about gang rapes – how groups of men cornered one girl and fucked her into madness.
"Hot pussy. Man, you can smell it," he said, tossing the suit to one of his buddies.
"Yeah, real little cunt… man, that's a good smell," a tall redhead stud murmured.
Darlene shuddered, feeling so vulnerable standing there naked under the burning California sun.
Jeff gave her a push, this time punching her squarely between her jutting shoulderblades. Darlene stumbled. The girl could barely keep her balance.
"Now you show them bitch. You show them how proud you can walk. Parade that ass around just like you was doin' before in front of the barn door – when you thought you were so fuckin' safe!"
His words taunted her, Darlene sniffed, rubbing her nose with the back of one hand as she observed the group of men staring back at her.
Had she really believed she could get back at her cousin for having humiliated her? Perhaps she was secretly hoping something like this would happen. That curious thought flitted across her confused mind only for a moment. Then she felt someone slap her ass hard with the broad part of his hand. She squealed, turning around while trying to slap away the offending hand. She had no idea how long her aunt and uncle would be away from the farm. It was like it had been the other night, only worse. Then she had had only Jeff to contend with. Now, there was the whole gang!
A cloud of dust swirled into her face, making her cough and choke. Someone was purposely kicking dirt up at her. She turned her head, falling to one side while covering her nose and mouth with her left hand. Fear swept over her like a giant ocean wave. Jeff was right behind her. She turned, flinging an arm to protect her face. He jerked her to one side, his fingers tightening around her upper arm.
"Now, march, around here, march."
He shoved her, watching as Darlene stumbled, got her balance, then stopped. She felt confused and terribly naked in front of his friends.
"Maybe we should throw her in the combine," someone shouted from the crowd.
"Yeah, take the slut out in the field and throw her in that thing. Be just the thing for a bitch like her," the redheaded stud added.
"Yeah, but I don't wanna get her chopped up like same fuckin' piece of straw – yet, anyways. She's good fuckin' material, man. Just wait till you stick your cock in her and you'll find out."
Her cousin's remark brought murmurs of approval from his buddies. Darlene watched as one man made a grab for her. It was the redhead, the depraved one who had suggested they kill her. She shrank away from him, drawing her arms close to her body. Someone slapped her ass again. It was Jeff, pinching her ass, squeezing the flesh until he made it black and blue.
"Hey, we can see how you belted the slut!" the redhead shouted.
"Yeah, Jack, she really dug in. Man, squealin' and screamin' while I was knockin' her around, and all the time she couldn't pop her ass up high enough for the belt," Jeff said, throwing back his head and laughing.