"Oh, God!" the boy being sucked by Janie started crying. "I'm going to come. I'm going to come in Janie's mouth. Oh, suck me. Suck me, Janie!"
"No," the boy who Linda Kay was sucking commanded. "I don't want your come m your mouth. I want it over here. I want it dripping on this bitch."
Linda Kay froze in horror. He slapped the side of her head. "Suck, bitch!"
She sucked and watched as the boy withdrew from Janie's mouth. He walked over so that he stood directly above Linda Kay. His hard cock was already dripping. Linda Kay could no longer see him, but she knew that Janie had taken him in her experienced hand and was slowly bringing him to climax.
A hot sticky drop fell on her cheek.
"Damn!" the boy cried. "I'm going to come. Oh damn! Oh, Fuck! Oh, Fuck!"
Then there was a river of hot sticky cum falling on Linda Kay's cheeks and in her hair. Almost immediately the boy she was sucking gave a hard lunge, nearly choking her, and began to empty out into her throat.
"Swallow me, bitch!" he cried. "Don't you drop one precious bit of my jizz. Swallow it all or I'll beat you."
Linda Kay tried to swallow it all. She choked and swallowed and tried to catch her breath, but he kept pouring the cum into her throat.
Some of it dripped out of the corner of her mouth and fell onto her tits. The boy withdrew from her mouth and Linda Kay gasped for breath. For a moment she thought she was going to be sick, but the fresh air revived her.
"Fucking bitch!" the boy said. He slapped her hard across the face. "I told you not to waste any of my cum."
Another boy was crying out loud and Linda Kay saw the boy at the trash can moving wildly. Linda Kay knew he was pouring out his jism into the girl's pumping ass. She was crying wildly, enjoying every minute of it.
Another cock was brushed against Linda Kay's face. A boy, took her hand and wrapped it around his throbbing meat. Linda Kay began to masturbate him. A new hand came by to fondle her tits, and she looked up in surprise.
It was Janie. There was an evil smile on Janie's face. Suddenly there was pain. Janie had squeezed too hard.
"Oh!" Linda Kay cried.
Janie pushed her backwards; She was in an awkward position. Her hand was still masturbating the boy and she could hardly move as Janie slid on top of her.
"You ever felt tits?" Janie whispered. "I bet you never felt any as good as mine."
Janie began to rub her tits along Linda Kay's. Linda Kay's hand was suddenly covered in sticky jism. The boy she had been jerking off had come quickly.
Suddenly Linda Kay was being kissed by Janie. The young girl's lips were like burning firebrands. A tongue slipped between Linda Kay's lips and began to brush at her own.
Linda Kay was surprised and shocked. Back home the boys were always trying to get some-but a girl? Two girls was unheard of, but here was this sexy young thing kissing her.
Oddly enough, Linda Kay was enjoying the experience. The lips were soft. Not like the boys. They were almost kind and Linda Kay had known no kindness since she had left home.
She found herself kissing back. She didn't complain when Janie's hands came up to fondle her tits. She didn't back away when Janie tore off her own top and began to rub her naked tits against Linda Kay.
In fact, it felt good. Linda Kay found herself fondling Janie's tits without being forced. For the first time in her life she ran her fingers lightly over another woman's body and she loved it.
There was none of the hard, bulging muscle of a man, but tender flesh that did not bruise her own. She responded to the feeling even though she knew the boys were still looking on.
Her enjoyment didn't last. A rough hand pulled Janie from her. Janie angrily buttoned up the front of her blouse and turned sullenly away. The boys dosed in around Linda Kay. Now all she could ace was hard cocks and smiling faces.
The next hour was the most painful Linda Kay had ever experienced. The stuffy bodies of the boys sank down upon her. Cocks were stuffed into her mouth, pussy, and into her sore ass.
One boy would finish with a cry and another would quickly take his place. There was no rest. She lay on her side and did what each told her to do. They positioned her like they wanted. She tasted salty jism from each of their cocks and she must have swallowed gallons.
Finally they were done with her. The last boy drew his limp cock from her ass and patted her tenderly.
"Fine stuff," he said. "You'll make it in the big city, baby. Just move that ass."
There was laughter all around.
"Are you done with me?" Linda Kay asked. "Can I go now?"
The first boy she had met bent down and smiled at her,
"Not done with you, bitch," he said quietly. "But almost. You see, we wouldn't want you to go crying about getting fucked your first day in the big city. So we have to give you an example of what might happen to you if you cry too loud."
Linda Kay was not sure of what they meant but she was not long finding out. Each of the boys drew his belt from his trousers. They were wicked looking things.
"No," Linda Kay said. "Please don't hurt me. I did like you wanted. I let you use me. I let you degrade me all you wanted. Please don't hurt me!"
The boy gave a laugh and swung the belt in a cutting circle. It struck her on the hip and Linda Kay cried out loud. She wasn't given much of a chance to escape from the swinging belts. She protected her face from the swinging belts but the rest of her body was badly abused. There were dozens of sharp pains that shot through her.
She cried for mercy, for pity, but they showed her none. It seemed like hours before the belts stopped swinging. Linda Kay lay sobbing as a face was pressed close to hers.
"You remember, baby," the boy's voice said. "You talk and we'll tear your body up! Understand?"
Linda Kay could only nod. Then a balled-up fist came out of the night and knocked her into blackness.
CHAPTER FIVE
Pam Hodges had been returning home when she found Linda Kay. She was not surprised to find a naked girl, beaten and raped, lying on a dirty mattress outside her apartment building.
There were a lot of gangs who frequented the area around her apartment. Some of the boys and girls who were members were, really cruel. Linda Kay was not the first girl who had been degraded by them.
Pam got the manager to help her get Linda Kay up to her room. The manager was a friendly, elderly man who asked no questions. He knew Pam's profession and he didn't evict her and occasionally Pam had given him a few free shows by going braless and wearing short skirts.
Pam got the girl into her room and thanked the manager.
"Poor thing," the old man clucked. "They really beat her badly." The old man licked his lips. "And she's such a pretty thing."
Pam pushed him out the door and closed it. He didn't need to be standing there getting any dangerous ideas about Linda Kay.
Pam got her into a tub without awakening her, and she washed her carefully. She could not help but take an interest in the girl's body. Her tits were good. Pam ran her fingers lightly aver them and kissed a nipple gently. Pam had other plans for the girl, but first she was going to have to get her well.
The girl still did not awaken as Pam rubbed her down and then treated the cuts and bruises. The girl had been worked over well.
Pam tucked her into her own bed as the door chimes rang. With a sigh, Pam walked to the door and opened it. A smiling, fat man stood there. He was dressed in a conservative business suit.
"Pam," he said. "I've got only a few minutes." "Charlie. You know I like for you to call first." "I know," Charlie admitted. "But I was in the area and I thought.. I need you, Pam. I'll pay you double."
Pam sighed again. "Okay. But we'll have to do it on the couch. The bedroom's taken."
Charlie Fisher quickly stepped into the room and shut the door. He took out his wallet and laid two crisp hundred dollar bills on the corner table.
"Double," he said. "Like I promised." Pam smiled. She pulled his tie loose and unbuttoned his shirt.