Donna tried to snap her mouth shut when she heard his words, but John slammed the palm of his hand against her temple, and with her head pinned against the burning hood of the truck, he stuffed his cock between her lips. Donna almost vomited at her first taste of his dirty, leaking cock, but he only giggled at her and fed her more of his prick. Donna had never sucked a man's cock, and the taste, smell and feel of John's throbbing prick were worse than anything she had ever imagined.
Gary was raising welts on her creamy ass with every lash of his big leather belt. While he beat her, he drew his monstrous cock slowly back out of her cunt.
Donna breathed a deep sigh of relief. It felt as though a log was being pulled out of her. Her lungs worked again, and she gulped one desperate breath after another. Finally only the fat head of Gary's prick was still buried inside the straining lips of her cunt. But then he thrust forward again.
Donna's tiny body scooted six inches along the hood of the truck with the savage violence of Gary's fuck-thrust. Her hardened nipples scraped over the burning metal of the truck. John had to grab her head to keep her lips from sliding off the end of his cock. Donna's beautiful face twisted with the pain, and she wasn't able to stop a long, painful moan from escaping her cock-stuffed lips.
"Sounds like she's feeling it now," Brad said with a giggle. He pulled Donna's long blonde hair back away from her face so that he could have a perfect view of both the cocks fucking her helpless body. "Or maybe she's just having a nightmare."
Donna wished that it was a nightmare, that she could wake up safely in her bed at home and forget all about the pain and degradation of the horrible double-fuck. Gary started fucking her fast and hard, moving his foot-long cock in and out of her dry, clinging pussy like a sex-crazed piston. Every stab of his cock inside her felt like the thrust of a sandpaper-wrapped baseball bat. Her legs kicked helplessly out at her sides and her asscheeks tightened and relaxed in a hopeless battle to expel the huge cock.
Donna could feel the scratchy hair of Gary's crotch with every vicious plunge of his cock inside her, and she knew that she was taking his full twelve inches of fuck-flesh. Her sexy asscheeks shuddered with every impact of his crotch. His balls swung up to hit the fluttering pink lips of her pussy.
Gary fucked her as hard and violently as he could, and it felt to Donna more like she was being beaten with a hammer than fucked with a cock. She was pushed forward with every devastating collision between his huge, muscular frame and her tiny, sexy body.
"Fuck me back, you worthless slut!" Gary screamed, beating her ass and fucking her cunt with equal fury. "Aren't you good for anything, you fucking stuck-up cow? I've fucked little girls who knew how to shake their asses better than you do! Fuck me back, you sorry cow!"
CHAPTER TWO
Donna lay limp against the burning hot hood of the truck, determined to do nothing to make the horrible rape enjoyable for Gary. Her ass felt as though it had been torn to shreds by his leather belt. Now he was flogging her back as well, working his way up methodically from her ass toward the graceful curves of her shoulders. Her cunt felt as though it was being fucked with a lit torch, and she wondered if she was going to be fucked to death out here on the road like some kind of common tramp. Still she refused to bow down to the will of Gary and his awful pack of brothers.
John was using her mouth like a fuck-toy, yanking her head back and forth on his dripping prick. Donna didn't try to fight him, but she kept tongue pressed to the bottom of her mouth and let her lips fall wide open. John slammed his cock down her throat until her upturned nose was buried in a musty forest of crotch hair and his balls draped over her chin. Donna couldn't help but contract her throat around the choking rod of muscle, and John fucked her gullet as though it was another pussy.
"Rule number one, little landlady," Gary rasped, laying one red welt after another down across her creamy white back. "You might as well memorize it. A slut's duty is to give her men the most pleasure she can with her whorish body. Brad, show her what happens if she doesn't."
Donna burned with anger and shame at Gary's words, but she didn't care what Brad did to her. Gary and his evil brothers might be able to break her body, but they were never going to be able to break her spirit.
And then Brad picked up the box of firecrackers, lit one of the smallest, and stuffed it up her pussy as Gary backed away.
"No!" she screamed around John's big cock, her eyes going wider with terror. Her pussy clamped tight around the little firecracker a she tried to put it out or expel it from her body. "Nooooo!"
Her sleek, sexy body bucked a foot up off the truck when the firecracker exploded. When she banged back down against the hot metal hood, she shook her sexy ass around as if she was fucking the biggest cock in the universe. Her lips squeezed tight around the mushroom-shaped head of John's cock and she took every inch of his fat rod down her throat without a bit of urging, licking the underside of his prick every bit of the way.
"She sure as fuck ain't sleeping now!" he groaned, and used her ears for handles as he moved his cock around inside the tight, wet sheath of her throat.
Donna couldn't stop shaking. Tears were running down her pretty cheeks in rivers. Her breath whistled in and out in ragged, shallow bursts. She waved her high, creamy ass in wide desperate circles as she tried to grind out the awful, burning pain of the firecracker.
"Light another one, Brad," Gary said, rubbing the dripping, foot-long shaft of his cock. "I don't think the little whore's learned her lesson yet."
"Nooooo!" Donna cried, shaking her head desperately as she lathered John's cock with her tongue and lips. "Nooooo! Please no!"
"Did I hear the bitch princess say please?" Gary asked with a wide smile on his face. "John, pull out your cock so I can hear her."
John muttered a protest, but he pulled his spitsoaked cock out of Donna's wetly clasping mouth. The sexy blonde dropped her head limply against the hood of the car once her mouth was freed of the throbbing meat gag. John slapped his cock against her pretty face, letting fuck-lube and spit drool down over her nose and lips and chin while he gently hunched his cock up the length of her face. His sweaty balls draped over her chin almost like a beard.
"Did you say please, cunt?" Gary asked, lashing the belt down over Donna's back and ass as she wriggled helplessly against the hood of the truck.
"Yes!" Donna hissed, able to think only of how much she hated the man.
"Yes what?" Gary asked, and Brad and John laughed wildly as he whipped her back with his leather strap.
"Yes, sir," Donna said, her voice shaking with the horror of degrading herself in front of the horrible men.
"Are you going to do everything we tell you to?" Gary asked. His voice sounded so reasonable that it seemed to Donna that she would be foolish to disagree with him. But still the belt left trails of burning tot pain across her bowed back and shuddering ass.
"Yes!" she whispered, her face red with the shame.
"Louder!" Brad shouted, his lighter in one hand a firecracker in the other. "Will you suck our cocks as good as you can? Fuck us as good as you can? Help us fuck your ass?"
"Yes!" Donna cried, knowing that she couldn't stand another explosion inside her poor, shattered cunt. "Yes, I'll fuck you and suck you the best I can!"
"Louder!" John yelled, fucking his dripping cock all over her pretty face, smearing her perfect features with trails of sticky fuck-lube. "Will you suck our asses and drink our piss and fingerfuck yourself while we take pictures?"
Donna tried as hard as she could not to say yes. They were talking about awful, perverted things now, much worse than just being raped in her mouth and cunt and ass. She couldn't let the horrible men strip her of every shred of her dignity the way they had torn away her blouse and panties. Then she thought of the terrible pain of Gary's belt across her back and ass, and the unbearable agony of the firecracker exploding inside her. She knew that she would do whatever the brothers wanted.