"Hey, wait a minute," Teddy interrupted, "we? All three of us?"
Donny grinned wickedly. "Sure, why not?" he said. "No point in doing it one at a time, when we can all have fun."
That lunch was the most uncomfortable meal Dora had ever sat through. Each one of those boys had fucked her, and they all knew it. They kept grinning at her, and she kept blushing. To her relief, however, nobody talked about what had happened. She assumed that each of the brothers was waiting for a chance to be alone with her. Well, they'd better not hold hold their breath waiting.
Dora was determined not to misbehave again. She was in enough trouble already. Somehow she'd get through the next week, till Mr. and Mrs. Taylor returned, and then she'd give her notice. The sooner she got away from these mischievous boys, the better. She'd go to another state, where she couldn't be tracked down, hoping that the Taylors would never learn about her scandalous behavior.
The boys behaved themselves all day and during dinner, but Dora couldn't relax. She was sure they were all plotting to be with her again. Certainly one of them would come to her room that night. After she retired, she locked the bedroom door and settled down uneasily with a book. It wasn't long before there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Dora called.
"It's me… Bobby," came the reply. "I have a stomach ache, Miss Winters. It's real bad."
Dora moaned. She didn't know whether to believe the boy or not, but she couldn't take chances. She was in charge of the brothers, and she'd never forgive herself if she ignored a serious illness. She got out of bed and went to the door, unlocking it and opening it just a crack.
"Surprise!" the Taylor brothers chorused.
They were standing just outside the door, and when Dora opened it, they pushed their way inside, dragging her along. She screamed and started to struggle, but the three husky, healthy boys easily overpowered her. Teddy and Bobby gripped her arms from behind, while Donny addressed her, grinning evilly.
"Okay, Miss Winters, here's what we're gonna do," he said. "We'll promise never to tell our parents what you did, if you'll just cooperate with us till they get home. I guess you know what I mean."
Dora groaned. She knew what he meant, all right. For the next week she'd be at their mercy. She'd have to fuck them any time they wanted, day and night. She'd be their sex slave, forced to do any kinky thing they wanted. It was just too humiliating, too awful. She couldn't give up her body to three adolescent boys.
"Oh, no," she sobbed. "I couldn't do that. Please, please leave me alone."
"No way," Donny said you can cooperate, or we can make you do it. You've got no other choices.
Dora knew that, but her pride demanded that she resist. "No," she wept, "I refuse. You boys have got to come to your senses. Rape is a very serious thing."
Donny snorted impatiently. "We don't need a lecture, Miss Winters," he said. "We're gonna ball you no matter what you say, so you might as well just shut up and save your breath. Teddy, tie her up."
But again the three brothers overpowered her without difficulty. Teddy tied her hands behind her back. They dragged her aver to the bed. They pushed her down on her back, and Donny pulled her nightgown clear up to her chin. While she wept in humiliation, the boys gawked at her heaving tits and pretty little carrot-colored bush.
"Please don't do this," Dora sobbed.
But she saw that her pleas were in vain. The boys were thinking only of their own pleasure, and her feelings didn't matter. Shy resigned herself to her fate. She'd just have to endure whatever they did to her now and for the next week. It was horrible to think about, but she was helpless to change things. She was no match for three horny and determined boys.
"I go first, right, just like we agreed?" Donny was saying.
His younger brothers nodded reluctantly. Donny began to undress. Dora watched him miserably. She was about to endure the most mortifying experience of her life, being fucked by one boy while two others watched. She couldn't stop blushing. Donny was soon naked in front of her, his handsome seven-inch prick hard as a rock and hugging his belly tightly.
"Okay, here goes," he said gleefully.
Dora was lying on her back, her legs trailing over the edge of the bed. Donny seized her legs and lifted them up, resting her heels on the bed, spreading her legs hugely. The boys, had an excellent well-lit view of her naked gash. Teddy and Bobby crowded close, watching avidly as Donny pressed the swollen purple head of his cock against Dora's tiny cunt-mouth. Dora yelped. She was frightened and nervous, not at all turned on, and her cunt was bone-dry. Donny's fat hard cock-head really hurt her. He grunted and pushed, but her twat-mouth was dry and resistant, and he couldn't get in farther than an inch. He moaned in frustration.
"Shit," he exclaimed, "she's too dry to fuck. I'll have to do something about it."
"What are you gonna do?" Teddy asked.
Donny grinned. "You ever heard of pussyeating?" he asked.
Teddy and Bobby shook their heads in bewilderment, while Miss Winters' blush deepened.
"Well, you just watch," Donny said. "This is something chicks really get off on."
His brothers watched intently as Donny dropped to his knees and put his face practically into Miss Winters' pussy. Teddy and Bobby exchanged wondering glances. Then they saw Donny's tongue flash out, red and gleaming. He began to lick Miss. Winters' gash, up and down, up and down. She moaned, shivered, and closed her eyes.
Dora had felt instant and dizzying pleasure when Donny started to tongue her pussy. She fought those sensations with all her strength. It would be just too humiliating to get turned on in these circumstances. She must not give the boys any clue that she was enjoying their rape. But it wasn't easy not to react as Donny applied his expert pussy-eating techniques.
Now he was parting the copper-furred lips of her bush and exposing her bright red joy-button. "This is her clit," he told his gawking brothers. "Girls go wild when you lick them here. Just watch how I do it."
Wild horses couldn't have prevented Teddy and Bobby from watching. They leaned in as close as they could and stared, pop-eyed, as Donny once again stuck out his tongue. They watched him press the wet gleaming tip to the scarlet lump of Miss Winters' clit. He flicked the little button briskly with his tongue-tip. Miss Winters flinched and gasped.
"Jeeze, do you think she really likes that?" Bobby asked.
"She's not showing much reaction," Teddy added.
"Aw, she likes it, all right," Donny said confidently, "but you know her – it takes her awhile to admit it."
He went back to tongue-lashing her moist hot clit-bud. Dora was having an awful time remaining still and quiet. Delicious sensations radiated from her clit as Donny steadily flicked and teased it with the stiff tip of his tongue. She wanted to moan, writhe, and jerk her hips to his rhythm. But her pride held her back. She didn't want the boys to know how aroused she was.
As Donny tongued her throbbing joy-button he kept a close watch on the tiny shadowed mouth of her cunt, waiting for signs of her arousal. He knew Dora was fighting him, but he expected to win. Sure enough, after a minute of lashing and lapping her clit, he saw a small trickle of hot fragrant juice coming from her cunt-mouth. It was just a matter of time now before he had her hotly aroused.
Or so he told himself. Just to make sure, he brought his mouth down on her slick red clit, seized it between his lips, and began to suck. Dora gave a violent lurch but managed not to cry out. Then it took every ounce of her will-power not to react. Donny's hot swift clit-sucking felt so marvelous that she knew she could come in in instant if she just let herself go.
But no, dammit, she wasn't going to do that. Just for once she wasn't going to make a lewd spectacle of herself or give these boys the satisfaction of conquering her. Dora vowed to keep absolutely still, to show not a single sign of arousal, no matter how great it felt. She gritted her teeth and tried to blot out her rapidly mounting excitement.