“You mean I can just walk out?” she said.
“Certainly,” he said. “I wouldn’t keep you here against your will. I can’t spare Brad to drive you anywhere, though. You’ll have to find your own way.”
“All right,” Tracy said. “That’ll be fine.” Tracy left his room with a sense of relief. She could find a ride somehow and she could get back to Maggie’s place. She would explain to Maggie that she couldn’t go through with it and then she would go back home.
Back to the small town life she had been intended for.
It was wet and cold outside. And dark. She had changed to a pants outfit that helped to keep some of the cold from her body but she still shivered as she stepped outside. She hoped she would be able to find a ride quickly and get back to the warmth of Maggie’s apartment.
She started walking fast, swinging her bag, hoping that the brisk walk would warm her up. She hadn’t gone very far when a car came up behind her.
The car stopped beside her.
“Do you want a ride, baby?” a man asked.
She started toward the car and then stopped. She didn’t like the looks of the car and of the people in it. There were three men in the back seat and two in the front. She could smell whiskey on their breath.
“No thank you,” she said. “I’m waiting for a ride. It should come any time now.”
“You lying bitch,” one man said. “Get in the car.”
“No,” she said.
She started backing away as one of the men got out of the car and came toward her. He looked big and ugly. She dropped her bag and turned to run. She was not quick enough. He caught her in two steps and his strong arms went around her waist.
“Wait,” he told her.
“Let me go,” she said. “Let me go!”
His fingers crept up the front of the blouse to caress her titties. She kicked back at him but she missed. One of his hands went around her neck.
“I could hurt you,” he said. “Don’t fight or I’ll hurt you.”
“Let me go!” she said again.
This time her kick brought a grunt of pain from him. She felt his hands loosen and she jerked from his grasp. But it was too late for her to get away. Another man had gotten out of the car and was standing in front of her. She turned back toward the road but he was on her in seconds.
“Don’t fight,” he warned. “Quit your Goddamn wiggling.”
The two men took her arms and pulled her back to the car. They opened the back door and pitched her into the back seat. There were two men in the back of the car and they grabbed her hands and legs.
A third man slipped into the back seat so that she was lying across them. He started to unbutton her pants and she couldn’t wiggle away.
“Let me go,” she pleaded. “Let me go. Please let me go.”
The man only laughed and continued to undo her pants. He got them undone and opened them up so that her panties were visible. He put his hand into her pants and rubbed her pussy.
“Stop that,” she said. “You’re an animal. Stop that, you bastard!”
She struggled but it did no good as he peeled her pants halfway down her legs. He put his rough hand inside her panties and ran his fingers across the entrance to her pussy. She shivered despite his roughness.
“You can’t rape me,” she begged them. “Please don’t! I’ll tell the police!”
“You stupid bitch,” be said. He slapped her hard across the face. “You’ll tell nobody. You didn’t really think Mr. Douglas was ready to let you go.”
She stopped struggling as she realized what his words meant. Mr. Douglas had told these men to do this. He had never intended to let her escape his clutches.
“Now just relax,” he said. “It’ll be easier on you. We have a job to do.”
“What are you going to do to me?” Tracy asked.
“I should think that would be obvious,” the man said. Tracy winced with pain as one of his rough lingers penetrated her cunt. “We’re going to fuck you.”
“Oh God no!” Tracy said.
The man laughed again. His rough finger was going in and out of Tracy’s pussy but she was dry and it was hurting. Another man unbuttoned her blouse and reached underneath to unclasp her bra.
“Let’s see what kind of titties she’s got,” the man said. “I like a girl with big titties and she looks like she’s got a pair.”
“Stop,” Tracy said weakly.
But she knew that no amount of protesting would make these men stop. They worked for Joe and they did what they were told. Besides, these men looked as if they were enjoying themselves.
He gather blouse off her somehow and then his fingers were playing with her nipples. He got them hard with a few casual strokes.
“Look at this,” he said. “Already getting hard. I think she’s going to be a sweet fuck.”
She didn’t know where they took her but she realized that the car had gone about a mile. She was undressed except for her panties. The car stopped and they pushed her out of the back seat. They were stopped before a run-down cabin.
They pushed her inside and she saw that it had nothing but a dirty-looking bed and table.
“Here it is, bitch,” the man said, and shoved her. “Here’s where you get a real fucking.”
“She’s got a sweet pussy, I bet,” another man said.
She turned to face her captors. She was trembling with cold and fright but there was no mercy in their faces. All five of them crowded into the room with her.
“Who’s got firsts?” one asked.
“Flip a coin,” another said.
She watched in honor as they flipped a coin. A short, squat man won. He came close to her with his whiskey breath and leering grin.
He was rubbing his crotch. She backed away from him until she could go no farther. Her back was against the wall. She looked frantically around for a weapon but she saw nothing. Then be was pressing against her.
“Kiss me, baby,” he said.
She spat in his face.
He didn’t lose his grin as he wiped her spit from his face.
“You’re going to be sorry you did that,” he said. “Now I’m going to make you beg for it.”
“You pig,” she said.
He pressed his lips to her throat and his strong hands caressed her panty-clad ass. One finger went inside her panties and penetrated her pussy. He started rubbing the finger against her clit.
“Please stop,” she moaned.
He pressed himself against her and she felt the hardness of his cock. She tried to move her leg away from him but he held her still.
“Bitch,” he said. “I’m going to show you a real cock.”
He reached down and unzipped his trousers. His blood-filled prick sprang out against her leg. She felt a sticky drop touch her leg.
He took hold of her panties and ripped them away. She kept begging him to stop as he pressed his cock against her furry mound.
“Now you’re going to get it, bitch!” he moaned.
Her cunt was still dry and his entry was painful. He drove his cock up into her and it was like a hot firebrand tearing into her insides. She screamed and beat him on the shoulders but he started fucking her with the force of a bull in heat.
“Move your ass against me, baby,” he moaned.
He was squeezing her ass, making her move. She rubbed herself against him as he fucked her. Her juices were making her a little wetter and his entrance was becoming easier. She was actually starting to feel excitement.
“Oh God no,” she said softly as her body began responding to his fucking thrusts. “Oh God, don’t let this be happening!”
She bit her lips and looked over his shoulder at the other four men licking their lips and waiting for their turn. She knew it was punishment. It was the kind of punishment Mr. Douglas would give for not obeying him.
“Lift your legs, bitch,” he demanded.
She didn’t know what he wanted but one of the other men stepped forward to help. He grabbed one of her legs and lifted it up behind the man’s back. She screamed as the man’s prick went deeper into her than she would have believed possible.
Her other leg was lifted up and she found herself pressed against the wall for balance. His cock was slamming forcefully into her cunt, punishing her with his hard thrusts.