Brad and John and Gary talked about her body and face, comparing her tits and ass and pussy to those of the teenage girls around town they had gang-raped. Donna recognized some of the names and wondered why the girls had never turned the awful brothers in. Then she wondered if she would be able to bear the humiliation of admitting that she had been gang-raped by all four of the leering, filthy Wiederbolds.
"Hey, bitch, let's see if you feel as good as you look." John stepped in and grabbed one of Donna's tits, sinking his fingers into it. "You're a sexy cunt, all right. Too bad that you're such a stuck-up little rich bitch."
Donna clenched her eyes tightly shut as Brad and John stepped up to maul her tender body. Gary was still playing his cock over the quivering lips of her cunt, poking the bulging head into her just hard enough to make her jump and wriggle. All three of the men laughed at the way the sleek little blonde jerked and squirmed, and they pinched and pawed her tits and legs and ass and stomach to keep her writhing constantly atop the hot hood of the dirty black truck. Only Joel stood apart, and the panicked blonde wondered why the biggest of the Wiederbolds hadn't joined in on the assault.
"Fucking beautiful bitch!" Gary gasped, leaning down over her back to bite and lick his way across her cheek and throat. "We're going to fuck you until you can't stand up, little landlady! A bitch as sexy as you should have been spreading her legs for men her whole life! You've got a lot of lost time to make up for!"
Suddenly Donna wished she was ugly, even though she had always flaunted the fact that she was the most beautiful woman in town. Even when her father had sent her to college in the city, she had been the most beautiful woman on campus, and Donna had used her looks to get everything she wanted. Now it was like she was having to pay for all those things her sexy face and body had gotten her.
Donna's eyes were big and round and crystal blue. Her lips were full and red. Her hair curled halfway down her back, colored like spun gold and silky to the touch. She had the face of a Southern belle, and her inheritance from her father let her play the role to the hilt. She even had a hint of a Southern drawl in her voice.
Her body was as perfect as her face. Donna was a small woman, no more than a fraction over five feet tall, but she seemed to have four feet of legs alone. She had the kind of legs that men dream about – long and slender and flawlessly tapered from her lush hips to her tiny ankles. She had a perfect ass, a tight little bubble that jutted out as tight and firm as a schoolgirl's.
Her waist was so tiny that even a small man could have circled it with his fingers. Her tits were big, though, standing out like a pair of twin globes high on her chest. Her tits were shaped like perfect cones, and they didn't sag an inch. Her nipples were rosy and enormous, sticking out over an inch when they were fully erect, which they almost always were. Even now, through the cotton of her plain white bra, their impressions could be clearly seen.
Gary ripped the bra away, tumbling her lush tits out into Brad's and John's waiting hands. They laughed at the sight of her long nipples, and in a moment, they were both pinching and tearing at the hard, tender buds. At the same time, Gary pulled her white cotton panties down around her knees, revealing the creamy cheeks of her ass and the furred, pink lips of her tiny cunt. Her panties had already been stained with his fuck-lube. Now he banged his cock directly against the soft cleft of her pussy.
"You're about to get fucked, landlady," Brad whispered down into Donna's ear, then licked his way around the shell-like rim and down deep inside. "Remember what it feels like not to have a cock between your legs, 'cause it's going to be a long time till you feel like that again."
"Okay, fuck me then!" Donna cried out. "Just remember to wake me up when it's over, because I'm sure none of you little boys can keep me interested enough to stay awake! Go ahead and rape me, but don't expect much!"
"Bitch!" Gary growled as he bit and slobbered his way over the back of her neck. "By the time we're through with you, you'll be begging for cock from every man you see."
Donna opened her mouth to argue, but then she felt Gary line the fat head of his cock up with the tiny slit of her pussy. She caught her breath, her muscles tensing.
Gary's giant cockhead dwarfed the tiny pink mouth of her pussy, and he wrenched her thighs as wide apart as he could before he thrust forward.
"Bitch!" he screwed. "You dried-out, worthies, tight-cunted whore! Open up your pussy, you worthless slut!"
Donna thought she was going to die. Her legs felt as though they were being dislocated, her pussy felt as though it was being fed a log. Gary's big body crunched her tiny frame against the hot metal of the truck. She was being burned and buried and torn in half all at the same time. She bit her lip to keep from screaming, but she grunted at the terrible impact of Gary's cock against the tight, dry lips of her pussy.
"Fuck her, Gary!" Brad screamed, slapping Donna's face to keep her eyes open while his brother tried to fuck his huge cock inside her. "Split her open like the old bag she is! Fuck her tight old pussy to pieces."
Donna wriggled like a dying worm and tried to pull herself away from Gary's murderous cock. Her sensitive nipples and tender stomach burned from the heat of the truck's hood. Her face stung from the repeated slaps from Brad and John. But the worst pain of all was coming from her tiny pink pussy. It felt like Gary was drilling out a new hole inside her, and Donna was sure her body was about to burst wide open.
"You little bitch!" he screamed, grabbing his belt again and lashing it down against her creamy, tensed asscheeks. "Open up, you little whore, 'cause I'm coming in no matter what!"
Donna wanted to beg for mercy as the delicate pink lips of her cunt spread wide around the huge girth of Gary's cockhead. She wanted to tell, the Wiederbold brothers that she was too small for the size of cock Gary was trying to fuck her with. It wasn't her fault, she was only a little over five feet tall, and her pussy had hardly ever been fucked.
The smallest Wiederbold was Brad, and even he stood six feet tall, weighed two hundred pounds and had a cock that stuck out at least ten inches from his hairy balls.
Donna clamped her asscheeks as tight as she could, contracting her pussy until it was as tight as a tiny pink fist. She swore to herself that she was going to fight the brutish brothers to the bitter end.
Then Gary hammered his enormous cock home.
Donna's eyes shot open, bulging almost out of her head. Her mouth formed a wide, perfect circle, and it took every ounce of will power she had to keep a scream from ripping out. She arched her back as though she had been stabbed with a knife, and strained her arms against the chains that bound them until her muscles rippled and her wrists, were bleeding. Her cunt and ass cramped as Gary's cock flicked up inside her, and she went limp beneath him. With one savaging lunge, he drove his foot-long cock all the way inside her tiny cunt.
"You asleep yet, landlady?" Gary asked, grinding his hips to gouge his giant cock around inside her stuffed pussy. "Have I got your fucking attention yet, you stuck-up cow?"
Donna gasped for air, unable to breathe with such an enormous log of flesh buried inside her. She could feel Gary stirring her internal organs as he pound his cock around in her straining pussy. Her pussylips pulled around the stalk of his cock like a stretched rubber band.
"She looks like a fish out of water," John said with a laugh, and he flopped his fat, dripping cock against Donna's cheek. "Look at that sweet mouth gasping! I think I'll let her gasp around a mouthful of meat!"