"There they are," Jack said, slowing down while leaning forward and peering through the windshield.
Patty looked too. There was no hay truck or wagon! She saw several cars and motorcycles. As they approached, the girl recognized one or two of the young guys who had tormented her earlier.
"What's going on around here?" Patty asked as they slowed down.
"Just another friendly party. My mom still thinks we go on hayrides," Jack snorted, pulling his truck up next to a station wagon.
Several girls came running up to the truck, putting their elbows on the window ledge and peering in.
"This her?" one perky redhead asked, jumping up and down. "She the one you fuck all the time?"
Patty was shocked at the language, at the openness of these girls.
"Yeah, maybe she can teach us something," a brunette added, peering in.
Patty felt as if she were on display.
"She doesn't talk much," the redhead commented, poking Bobby playfully in the ribs. "Maybe she has to have a little encouragement."
"It's just a place where we get together," Jack explained, nodding at a cabin tucked away at the opposite end of the clearing they had pulled into. He was getting out, slipping one hand under Patty's arm and pulling her across the seat.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked, glancing nervously around her.
"Hey, don't think you're all that important," Jack said, nodding around him.
Patty looked about. There were some couples on blankets, apparently fucking. One girl was half naked, crouched over a boy. She held her tits together, rubbing them over his cock while tonguing him shamelessly.
"The folks don't come out here much, especially at night. It's great. It's just the kinda place you need to get off."
"Hey, come on, maybe she likes to make it with girls, you know?" the redhead said, following them toward the cabin.
Patty was puffing back, having seen enough. Everything was a lie, everything around here! She was going to leave, to call her parents.
"No!" Patty shouted.
At the same time she swung around with one hand and caught the young redhead hard in the ear. The force of the blow knocked her down.
"Oh, she hurt me!"
"You stupid cunt," Jack muttered. "I come out here and show you a good time, and this is the way you act, eh?"
Some of the couples broke apart and stared up at Patty curiously.
"Hey, brand the bitch!" someone shouted.
"Yeah, make her pay for this," the redhead said, holding the side of her face and sneering at Patty.
"She thinks she's so fuckin' good. Let's show her what we do to her kind."
Patty looked around for help. She tugged at Jack's firm grip, trying to back away. Some of the people were suggesting all sorts of terrible things. The redhead was the loudest, still holding the side of her face and staring angrily at her while saying she should be beaten up by some of the guys.
"Looks like you're real popular," Jack said, twisting her wrist until Patty thought it was going to break. She winced, twisting to one side, her knees giving way. She bent back her arm in an attempt to ease the shooting pain. Her feet sliding back, she cried out for mercy.
"Here! Let's see if she's hot enough for this!"
One of the guys who had watched Patty get fucked by Jack and Bobby that night came running through the gathering crowd. He pushed aside the redhead who squealed with delight when she saw what he had in his hand. It was a large, furry spider. Patty's eyes widened and she drew back. What in God's name were they going to do with that? The spider looked as big as a tarantula.
"Found it out back. Get 'a naked and let's watch," the guy said.
Jack smiled, reaching around and once again pulling her shirt from her pants.
"You got a new boyfriend," he said, opening the front of her shirt and slipping it off her shoulders.
"Oh no! No, please…"
It was useless to struggle. Patty stood there, the light evening breeze blowing back her long hair as Jack undressed her. She felt the top button of her jeans open, then felt the Levi's sliding down her legs. Soon she was naked, watching that spider wriggling and kicking in that disgusting guy's hand.
"Come on," Jack said, putting his paw-like hands on her shoulders.
Patty meekly obeyed, keeping her eyes down and bending her knees. This time no one bothered to throw down a blanket or towel. She lay on the cold grass, shivering.
"There," the guy said, putting the insect down on her belly.
"Play with your tits, baby, play with 'em," Jack muttered, starting to enjoy this.
The offended redhead started giggling harder when she saw the large spider walk on Patty's white flesh, his spindly legs tentatively moving forward, up toward her tits.
Patty was moaning in revulsion, feeling the bile rising in her throat. She fondled her nipples, squeezing the caps to raise the tit tips. The cold air made them hard. She shivered.
Oh, it was moving down, down toward her pussy. Patty folded one leg over the other, trying to hide her cuntal mound from that vile insect. The light feathery touch of his thin legs, however, was doing something strange to her cunt. She cringed and flattened her ass against the uneven ground. And yet at the same time the girl felt her pussy responding to the light touch of the spider's legs.
"Ughhhhhhh!"
"Yeah, yeah…" Jack muttered.
The spider crawled up her belly and hesitated for a moment in the valley between her mammoth tits. She felt those legs feeling in various directions. Patty's nipples rose higher, became fatter. Oh, it was moving, moving up toward her face! Soon Patty knew she would be able to lay here, the butt of a very bad joke for all these staring people.
Patty tensed. Her skin crawled. Even as she felt shame and nausea, her clit responded to the steady pressure on her tits. The sight of Jack's, fat cock now slipping from his fly excited her even more. The young stud was turning onto this latest bit of humiliation, his fingers slipping back and forth, tugging at the tightly-drawn skin of his cock. He watched, spreading his legs farther apart to accommodate his rising balls.
Patty was becoming less and less horrified. She was almost a willing participant. Oh God, what kind of beast had she become?
The girl raised her head, her eyes wide and focused on the crawling spider. She watched the insect as it toured her body, climbing from tit to tit, then moving back to her belly.
She whimpered with disgust as the insect returned and circled her left tit. She gasped at the feathery pressure that produced such powerful feelings in her pussy. The spider crawled down her belly, following the rivulets of sweat and the aroma of her aroused pussy.
"It's going down there, baby, goin' down to your cunt," Jack teased.
Patty knew, knew very well what was about to happen. She held her breath as the horrible thing advanced toward her cunt. The fat, hairy insect slowly and steadily moved through her pussy hair. She clenched her teeth, snapping her head back and groaning as those wiry legs moved carefully through her cuntal thicket. It was awful, terrible! Patty was pawing at the loose ground, breaking her nails, while her buttocks moved slowly, subtle, back and forth.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
"Come on, baby, open up," Jack said, putting one boot down on her legs and nudging her legs apart.
Patty shivered, wrinkling her forehead while she did as she was told. Almost immediately the spider started heading for her hot, drooling hole. She quivered. The spider crawled along the moist dark red meat of her snatch. He was getting closer and closer to her clit. The girl tensed, her body trembling. Sweat made her flesh glisten under the moonlight. The others watched in fascination, their breaths shallow and uneven. Even the red-headed girl who had started all this had fallen silent, one hand on her tit as she stared at the groaning, writhing blonde teen below her.