Minni opened her eyes, looking at the others for help but as she looked at them, she saw only a mixture of lust and grinning evil. There wasn't a sign of compassion.
"Okay," the leader said loudly over the hubbub of wisecracks. "All of ya get out of here and leave me with my new girlfriend. Go ahead and flip for nexties. Bitch, you're out cause you got to do the shorts."
"Shit. All I got for that was kicked in the tit, Scorpion," she protested.
"Yeah, well. Teach you to keep those hooters out of the way."
"You never complained last night." Everybody laughed.
"I said, get outta here," he repeated and they all filed out the door. "You'll get your audience with the queen here later, baby," he said. "But first I get to see what's down here without a bunch of assholes hanging over my shoulder."
She stared daggers at him, hating him more than anyone or anything she'd ever known. He looked at her face quickly but just looked away at her naked front as he sat down on the edge of the bed, facing toward her feet. She crossed her legs tightly as he pulled lightly at her thigh.
"I know how to control you now, you little bitch. Don't fuck with me." She didn't know what he meant but she wasn't going to do this easily. He reached back absently and put his finger and thumb around her nipple and squeezed.
"Ow, oh, ow," she screamed. "Don't! Stop it!" He eased the pressure.
"Spread your legs real wide for me so I can see everything." She didn't and immediately felt his fingers tighten on her nipple again. She uncrossed her legs but didn't spread them. "Wide, god damn it!" He pinched again and she screamed. She spread her legs further.
"That's better." He let go of her nipple and lifted one leg onto his knee, pushing the other leg further away. She knew she was spread completely and hated it.
Disgustingly, he leaned forward and used both hands to spread her labia.
"I knew you were hot for me," he said. "Look at all this wet down here." With no preamble, his finger slid into her pussy and then back out and up between her labia until he contacted her clit.
"Yeah, fuck. Let's see how fast we can get you off the first time." He looked at his watch. "I'll bet we can do it in less than five minutes."
His finger slid back and forth from deep inside her to her clit, rubbing it several times before delving back into her pussy. She hated it more than she could say but she knew her body was responding to the unrestrained manipulation.
"Yeah, that's it. That's it!" he said as he rubbed and, she knew, her body pumped into his finger.
"No, no, no!" she screamed as she felt her body climaxing. She was crying hard with fear, rage, and frustration at not being able to stop her own body.
"Yeah, that's it!" he howled. Then he seemed to settle down to a strange lack of interest in her. "Yeah. I got first and I get last before the next round," he hissed. He stood up shakily and walked out the door.
Paul knocked on Minni's door, afraid of the reception he might get from her parents but still concerned that he hadn't seen her an hour after she was supposed to arrive. He gulped when Phil answered the door; his worst fears realized.
"Hi," he said.
"Uh, yes sir. My name's Paul and…" Phil interrupted him.
"Come in. You're Minni's boyfriend, right? Come in. Where's Minni?" Paul looked at him with an open mouth.
"Sir?" he said in confusion.
"Minni? She went down to the pool an hour ago. I thought you were meeting her."
"That's why I came here, sir. She hasn't showed up and I was wondering
…" Again Phil interrupted.
"Molly? Didn't Minni go to the pool?" Both Molly and I heard him and exchanged a look of concern. We both went to the door.
"Yes, she did," Molly said.
"I've been there a long time," Paul said. "She didn't come there." I saw the boy's concern.
"You go ahead," I said. "I'll take a look to see if I can find her."
I walked the route I knew Minni and the rest of the kids always took. It didn't take much to see her bag tossed into a bush or the single tire skid marks on the street nearby. I sniffed, perhaps a little more trained in what to smell than most humans, and identified the reek of the bikers and their machines that remained to a trained nose even after more than an hour.
I ran as quickly as I could, vaulting a nearby fence into a backyard and then into the alley behind it. I thought about the dog who had been called Einstein and found myself comfortably on all fours with a nose much better adapted to following trails than the one I'd had a few seconds before. If anyone was watching, they saw Einstein streak out of the alleyway half a block away to run down the sidewalks, almost level to the ground, toward the center of town.
Once there, the heavy traffic somewhat confused the smells of Minni, the bikers, and the motorcycles but the odor remained like a rain swollen stream. It wasn't specific but now broad and allowed a few side trails that had to be quickly checked. The general direction stayed firm toward the highway.
I hoped they hadn't taken her too far away though, I knew, there were several shapes I could assume that could go any distance necessary. My tongue was already hanging out with the effort of running so far but it didn't slow me. I hit an easy pace and continued out the edge of town. At least now I didn't have to cast about quite so much for the scent.
The motorcycles were enough but the scent of Minni's fear was as clear as a bright light hanging in the air in front of me. I didn't like that smell at all.
Though he wanted to be a "big man," he was really little more than a boy and not a very smart boy at that. Minni didn't know and didn't care what they called him or what his real name was. She did care that he had nasty yellowed teeth that helped produce terrible breath as he laid on top of her, pumping like a rutting dog. His grunts had done nothing to excite her as he shot his load inside her quickly.
That had been the good part. He was finished in moments and he hadn't excited her in the least so she felt none of the guilt and frustration she'd felt at the leader's touches.
The door opened again and she sighed with her hatred of the situation and the prospect of more. Because it was the second of the girls didn't matter one way or the other since she felt them all equally disgusting.
"Hi, honey," the girl squeaked. A mousy thing, she had swept her hair to one side and partially shaved it at some time. What remained was long and dirty. What had grown back was just as dirty but only about a quarter of an inch long.
Minni watched her as she pulled the dirty tee-shirt she was wearing over her head to release small, young breasts with smudges of grease still clinging to them in the shape of fingers from the last time one of the boys had touched her there. She peeled off her tight pants and pulled down yellow stained panties that almost made Minni gag at the thought of wearing them.
Her legs were skinny and badly proportioned as was the rest of her body; almost emaciated looking with ribs sticking out. With proper food and someone to care for her, Minni knew the girl could be pretty though still plain. The dullness of ignorance drooped from her lips and eyes.
"I'm glad I got ta come in before you was tired of everybody. I'll be real nice to ya and do stuff that the guys like me to do to them so you'll really like it, I'll bet." Minni doubted it.
"Would you untie my hands?" she asked. The girl looked panic-stricken.
"Oh, no! I couldn't do that! Scorpion would kill me!" She looked at the door as if he would come into the room at just the suggestion of freeing her.
"Then just talk to me and then go away, okay?" Minni tried. The girl shook her head again.
"No. I like to do stuff. And you'll like it too. I just know it." The girl moved to the foot of the bed and started lifting Minni's leg, trying to turn her over. "Turn over, okay?" she said finally, unable to do it.
"What are you going to do?" Minni asked.
"Just turn over. Or maybe I'll have to hurt you like the guys do with me sometimes. But I don't like that, so you won't either. Please? Turn over?" She was whining. Minni wondered how long she could procrastinate but felt that the girl probably wouldn't wait long for fear of losing her turn. Watching her over her shoulder, Minni turned onto her stomach. "Yeah, that's it," the girl said with a wide grin. "That's it."