"Man, man, work it out, baby, come on, come with us," Jack muttered.
The words heated her already excited, tight, wet cunt even more. She felt the throbbing sensation in her pussy completely take her over. Candy teetered on the edge of orgasm, flirting with that delicious feeling of anticipation. The second of complete sexual insanity passed over her and the girl was swept away by the first near-killing spasm of climax!
"Mmmmm!"
Candy nearly bit off Ben's spraying cock as she went out of control. Never had she come so violently! The contractions in her cunt were almost painful as she milked every last drop of jizz from Kevin's dick. Ohhhh, she nearly was knocked out by the force of her orgasm! Somehow Candy managed to hold onto some semblance of reality, moving her body as the men told her to slide back and forth, rubbing her shitter and pussy against their dicks as they kept on shooting their lava-like cum.
Slowly all three men came down from their sexual high. Ben was the first to withdraw, relaxing his leg muscles and easing his dick from Candy's mouth. He wiped the slick cockhead over her lips, laughing down at her, seeing her smack her lips as if she'd just finished with sucking an a delicious lollipop. He rolled back, resting his butt on the balls of his feet, closing his eyes while working his fingers over his dick.
"Yeah, man, good fuckin', good head," Ben sighed.
"Not bad in the ass either," Jack muttered, running his hands over, her slim arms.
Candy felt so low! Fucked by three men at the same time! It was the sort of thing dirty books and movies were made of! She shivered with loathing at herself and at the men who'd made her feel those terrible things.
But were they all that awful? Didn't she love every second of it? How could she feel all this guilt now? Hadn't she renounced all morality the moment her cunt tightened up and started juicing when Kevin slipped those chains and cuffs on her? Ohhh, it was all so confusing!
"Man, gotta get some rest. We gotta talk about gettin' the fuck outta here too," the young blond said, pulling his dick out with a squishy pop and rolling over on his ass. The thief slid his hands under his head and stared silently at the dirty ceiling for several seconds before talking again.
"We got a tool shed out back. Hang her up there 'til we figure out what to do with her," he said, turning his face toward hers and smiling cruelly.
"Oh please, let me go. You've done enough to me," she whimpered.
"Matter of opinion," Kevin said under his breath, sliding out of bed and starting to dress. The others followed suit. Then Kevin and Jack pulled the exhausted girl from the bed, forcing her to stand, laughing at the way jizz oozed from her violated slit and dribbled down her thighs. They were enjoying this humiliating exposure, touching her like some kind of meat, pawing her, even punching and pinching her as she stood helplessly chained in front of them.
"Come on." Kevin shoved her forward. Gasping, the young woman caught her balance and walked as quickly as she could. Candy had to take short steps, however, because of the chain binding her cuffs. The men continued to taunt her, shave her, laugh as she stumbled forward, fell twice, then finally staggered through the doorway outside.
They made her march painfully some two hundred feet over the sharp loose gravel to a large wooden tool shed behind the main house. Kevin barked sharp orders and the door was kicked open.
A foul, stale smell filled the air suddenly, an odor that made Candy twist her face away from the doorway and gag.
"Christ, like somethin' died in there," Ben said in a tight voice.
"Your new home, baby… for a while."
Candy protested, trying to back away. But of course it was impossible. They shoved her in. The girl shivered, feeling her feet sink suddenly into the soft, cold dirt. What was she stepping on? The smell seemed to get worse! Jack had brought in one of the lanterns and the yellowish glow made the rotting interior of this old shed more hellish than it was. Grotesque shadows played on the old walls as Kevin searched around the floor for something.
"Here it is."
He picked up an old meat hook and dangled it in front of Candy. The girl shrank back, her face a mask of sheer terror. She stared at the sharp, rusty hook with wide eyes, imagining that iron piercing her back and inching up to the base of her neck. Were they going to hang her up there like a piece of meat, dangling, twisting slowly in the wind until the police eventually found her rotting body? That smell! Was there another girl – perhaps a runaway like her – rotting in the dark, a victim of Kevin's? The thought made her shiver again.
"Here."
He reached up and slipped the eyed end of the hook through a much smaller hook suspended by a chain attached to an overhead beam. "Will it hold?" Ben asked.
"We'll find out."
With that the tall blond grabbed Candy by the waist and hauled her up while Jack slipped the hook under the waist chain.
"NO!" the girl cried, feeling her body start to dangle as Jack helped slide one hook through the other. "OHHHH!" They'd finished their work. Candy dangled from the two hooks, her legs kicking out as much as they could, the chains tattling violently as she bobbed and swung in the air. She thought her shoulders would shatter from the weight of her hanging body. Ohhhhh, how painful this was! The chains pressed against her body, chaffing her flesh with every move she made. With some difficulty the girl forced herself to be still.
"We'll be back for more. Just had to put you outta the way for a while."
Candy cried out for them to come back. As terrible as they were they were company, something or somebody to take her mind off the pain. But Kevin only laughed, clapping his hands on the shoulders of his buddies and escorting them out of the shed.
Jack had left the lantern and it now made grotesque shadows on the wall as Candy dangled, jerked, and twisted in her bonds. Sweat trickled down her belly, burning into her cum-filled cunt.
"Oh God, help me!"
But God wouldn't help her… especially knowing what had gone on in her mind win the three men were fucking her. Candy closed her eyes and sobbed hysterically. Somehow the violent crying eased the pain and fear tearing at her mind. With a final sigh the girl resigned herself to her situation, hoping the men would come back for her soon and release her.
Candy had no idea how long she'd hung like that. Perhaps it was over an hour when she heard sounds outside the closed door of the tool shed. At first she thought it was Kevin and breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever he had in mind for her, at least it would bring an end to this pain.
But then the girl realized the sounds were far too soft and unsteady to be those from a human. A chill froze her bean. Suppose there were wild animals around? Oh God! What if one were to break in and attack her? Kevin wouldn't run to help her.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kevin tugged her thighs wide apart, rolling his eyes up every now and then, enjoying the tension he saw building on Candy's face. Yes, she was grateful for his having released her from that awful hook. But what was he doing to her now? The girl felt her right cuntlip – now red with growing lust – being tugged away from the center of her fuck slit. Kevin studied her like a hawk, screwing the object tighter and tighter.
"Great!"
The blond smiled as Candy gritted her teeth in pain. The pulling sensation of her cuntlips being stretched to one side was killing. But still it wasn't as bad and terrifying as being suspended from that awful hook. Glancing up, she could still see the chain swinging from the overhead beam. No, as awful as this might be, still it was nothing compared to the horrors she imagined were committed on that terrible instrument.
Now Kevin pulled her left cuntlip to the side, pinching the soft flesh, rubbing, it between his fingers, feeling more and more juice seep from her hole.