"Fuck 'er, man, fuck 'er good!"
"Yeah, she's good, real good," Sid said, his head thrown back while his hips worked against her flattening ass-cheeks.
Kathy screamed, shaking her ass, making her heavy muscles dance up and down while the man behind her was going wild. Sid screamed out something, then tightened his grip around her waist. Instinctively Kathy knew he was coming, shooting his wad into her. She wept more profoundly, clawing as best she could against the ash in front of her. It was her first real sexual experience, the first time a man had topped her. And it was here, in this clearing, in this camp. She was raped by this animal, and there would be more! Kathy closed her eyes, feeling hot tears rushing down her flushed cheeks. It was the worst thing that could happen to her, she thought, biting down on her lips again.
"She come?"
"Naw, I don't think so," Sid said shakily. They were almost done, she thought, thinking of the savagery of the past few minutes and how it had aroused her so strangely. Fucked this way in this position was driving her to dizzying heights she had never dreamed of. It was wrong, she thought, for girls her age to feel things like this. While Sid was coming in her, Kathy thought she would faint from the pleasure. What on earth was happening to her?
"You okay?"
"Yeah, a little winded from the bitch, but basically okay."
"She good?"
"Feel it yourself, man. She's gonna gobble up your cock."
Sid laughed mirthlessly, kicking Kathy in the ass after having drawn away from her. A faint breeze came up, scattering the gathering mist and blowing through her hair. Matt came over, taking the filthy rag she had spat from her mouth and wiping her cunt clean. Kathy tensed, wondering what further degradation he would offer her.
"Find out for myself, all right. That's just what I'm gonna do!"
He was kneeling behind her, having picked up the belt from the ground and stretched it tight in front of her. Kathy blinked her eyes clear, focusing on the wide black leather band inches from her mouth. What was he going to do with it? When she felt his cock-head just touching her ass, she noticed Matt drawing the belt down and forward until the cold leather was pressed against her windpipe. He was choking her, pulling at the leather as if it were reins on a horse while driving his cock deep into her ravaged pussy.
Kathy screamed, then coughed and gagged as the leather belt choked off the air to her lungs! Her eyes popped out while her nostrils flared, her tongue hanging out and wagging against her cracked, drying lips. Again Matt pulled back on the belt, rubbing the broad black leather back and forth against her flesh while driving his meat into her cunt.
Bright stars flashed in front of her while the big man behind her was grunting like a mounting, rutting pig! He was going to choke her to death. The last thing she would remember from this life was the swimming sensation in her reeling brain and the feel of a fat, ten-inch cock ripping through her hot, pulsing cunt.
Then Matt eased the pressure, letting the teen gasp in some oxygen. Kathy coughed violently, dragging in air with loud, raspy sounds as the big man finished his fucking spree. She felt something hot and wet spattering up against her cunt-walls. Wads of jizz stuck to her pussy, oozing finally down into her cunt. Kathy sucked in air, jerking her head up and her shoulders back, straightening her spine and jiggling her asscheeks as she felt her tits ripping along the bark. She was coming, coming with that man behind her! Ohhh, how she wished she could sink like a maggot into the wood under her and disappear. They had raped her, and she had enjoyed it!
CHAPTER FOUR
"She good, right?"
"Man, a hot, wet pussy like that's hard to find around here… around anywhere. You got a special talent, baby, and we're gonna do everything we can to help you develop it!" Matt said with a laugh.
Kathy hung her head in shame. The words stung her shredded pride as she hung there on the tree, her knees scraping over the bark still. The teen could feel the hot, sappy cum oozing from her pussy, trickling down the backs of her shivering white thighs.
"Now, man, she's gonna have some more fun… right, Matt?"
Kathy blinked up at the man, feeling her heart start to pound.
"Maybe I'll carve my initials on her ass. Yeah, that's the ticket?"
Kathy grew numb, tried to keep herself calm. She couldn't let herself experience the full terror she knew would destroy her.
"Hold her down," Sid rasped. "I wanna be the first one here. She's good for that!"
Kathy felt them unbinding her wrists, pulling her from the tree and stretching her on her back. The rough ground and rock debris cut into her naked back. While Matt sat on her hips, holding her wrists down, Sid held the knife to her throat and began pressing the flat of the blade against her windpipe. Kathy lay still, afraid to make a small move for fear of pushing the blade through her flesh. She felt the cold steel rubbing up over her flesh and she let out a gasp of breath, cold sweat breaking out all over her body.
"Let's hear 'er squeal… you know, like them stuck pigs on a farm."
Kathy dared raise her head a little, her eyes wide and focused on the knife, her lower lip quivering. Sid let the blade move almost as if it did by its own power. The sharp edge barely scraped her flesh just below the hollow of her throat. She could feel the knife moving down farther and farther, going for the right tit. She could feel the pressure in her tit. The edge cut slightly, creating a narrow groove without drawing blood.
Throwing her head back, Kathy screamed, her knees knocking together. Sid laughed and bore down, making a tiny slit in the smooth, rounded tit. Her heels beat down against the earth, scattering the gnarled brown and grey twigs. Her rump jerked against the loose ground, flinging small stones into her ass-crack. It was agony – physical and mental. Kathy thought she was going to die, then thought that perhaps the men would still have use for her and let her live.
Kathy shrieked again, twisting from side to side. But she couldn't tear herself free. That awful, awful knife traced a circuit to her nipple. Sid was taking his time, enjoying her terror, feeling that sleek body gyrating under him.
"No, nooooo!"
And now the teen felt the knife and the cold hardness of the ground bearing down on her. The horror filled her as he drew the blade down past her navel, now touching the cold steel against her warm, moist flesh until the young teen thought she would come apart.
"The little bitch's enjoying this!"
"Thought she would," Matt said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Then she's gonna enjoy what's gonna happen even more, then."
Someone was touching the knife up against her cunt, pushing the tip against her clit, then drawing it back until she thought he was going to slice her pussy wide open. There was a moment's pause. Then Kathy felt the blade back up to her tits, pressing the nipples, triggering a cluster of pleasure-pain sensations that exploded in her brain. No skin was cut. The blade didn't have to pierce flesh to send her off. The knife was at her nipple, circling the thrusting nub, making the peak blush to purple while Kathy beat the ground with her ass, squeezing tight, bearing down on her bloated clit.
"She's rutting like some bitchin' whore! Man, oh man, this kid's a natural," Sid observed.
Her face was white, contorted with the lust bursting through her. Kathy clenched her eyes, drawing her cheeks in while spit frothed from the corners of her mouth. She couldn't stop herself from rutting that way, from twisting around and around against the pushing knife.
"No, don't… don't…"
"Up on your knees."
Sid drew the knife from her for the moment, backing down while Matt slipped off her hips. Kathy felt every muscle in her body aching as she rolled reluctantly onto her belly, drawing her knees up and pushing her ass into the air as instructed. Sid was back against her in a second, drawing the knife around her spine, then back down over her ass-cheeks until the cold blade was pricking the gray/pink wrinkled flesh of her asshole.