"Oh, baby, man, oh man, you're so fuckin' hot. You're burnin' up my face," Gus taunted, spreading her cunt lips with one hand while still toying with them with the knife.
Ginny knew she was disgracing herself. There was no way she could hide the excitement gripping her cunt now. The juice was oozing too freely, her wheezing was too obvious. Her nipples felt long, red and hard, though she couldn't look down. Yes, she was hot, extremely aroused. They wanted to have that hideous, ugly fat janitor stick his cock in her hungry fuck hole.
"Oh!" she gasped.
Gus slipped the knife back a little, poking at the rim of her asshole.
"Fucked the slut there a little while ago. Man, she's as hot in her shitter as she is in her cunt. This one's a real find."
"Yeah. Practically burned my prick off this afternoon," Justin agreed, licking his dry lips while watching the knife trail along the girl's cunt.
"I'll bet. You'll have your chance to try it again. And this time bet she'll be even hotter. Look at this," Gus said.
Gus was panting now, turning the knife around and pressing the flat of the blade against her cunt. The shocking chill of the switchblade against her hot pussy lips made Ginny cry out again and again. Her cunt lips contracted, her soft, swollen pussy lips squeezing hard against the sharpened edges of the knife. Ginny let out another howl of delight and frustration. She was cutting herself on that horrid weapon. And there was nothing she could do to stop.
"Oh, man, man, she's hot 'n ready for a fuckin'. Come on. I gotta fuck her now."
"Yeah, yeah, all right. Remember what I told you about this."
"Yeah, yeah!"
Justin shoved his Levi's down, freeing completely his cock and balls. Ginny swallowed again, spotting Justin's hard prick as the boy bent forward and gripped her thighs.
"Uhhhhh," she moaned.
When he moved her from the stool a few inches, Ginny felt the noose strangling her. She cried out, her face blanching, then turning red as the rope tightened, blocking out more previous air.
"Uhhh, no, don't, oh, God, don't! Justin, you're gonna kill meeeeeeee!"
His hands didn't loosen around her thighs. He gripped her hard, hunkering down and forward like some mad dog. There was that savage gleam in his eye again. Only this time there was more of it than before. Gus had released the beast in him. It was almost like some unholy father-and-son routine. Each one had found the other, and Ginny was their mutual victim!
Ginny felt the blind stabs of his cock against the sides of her cunt. The conical head of his prick slipped under the slippery crack between her cunt lips. The salty drop of lube on his cock head set the wound in her clit on fire. It burned into her like some powerful acid. Ginny stiffened, feeling her spine tingle from the sensation of being fucked. Justin was again fucking her in this wild, horrible position. Her legs slipped forward, her knees still hugging the stool. Gus had moved away, stepping to one side while still holding tightly onto his switchblade. Ginny found herself rolling her hips forward, her ass cheeks halfway off the stool. It was an uncomfortable position, but one that Ginny hardly noticed when Justin began squeezing his prick into her.
His cock was a piece of heaven, Ginny thought as sparks exploded in front of her eyes! For one brief second she'd forgotten about Gus, about the knife, about the rope choking the air from her whenever she moved the slightest bit. Justin was inside her again, his prick stretching her itchy, elastic cunt walls apart.
"Uhhhh!" Ginny gasped, staring straight ahead, just past Justin's handsome face.
She couldn't stare into his eyes. There was something so terrible, so frightening in his eyes right now. Instead, she looked past the big athlete, riding his prick as more and more of his cock jerked in.
His long, thick cock slipped into her cunthole like a thick greased finger. The image burned into her mind, making the young blonde cry out more.
"Oh, no, no!"
The rope was tightening again. Justin was sliding her forward yet a few more inches! His fingers dug into her thighs, leaving long red marks as more of his cock squeezed down into her pussy.
"Justin's gonna fuck you good, baby. But you're gonna be choked up if you move around too much. Tell you what ol' Gus is gonna do. Sometime I'm gonna kick this fuckin' stool out from under you."
"No! No!"
"And then I'm gonna hand you this knife," Gus continued, ignoring her wild protests. "If you're fast enough, baby, you can cut the rope and save yourself."
"Oh, God!"
They were sick, sick to have thought of something like this! Ginny tried struggling backward, trying to get back on the stool. But Justin was too excited and wanting this whole scene too much to let her do anything. Instead, he held onto the girl hard, his fingernails scraping along her flesh painfully.
"Uhhh!"
Ginny sobbed. The bruising fingers on her thighs made every square inch of her body ache, it seemed. And always she thought of that rope, that awful rope tightening around her throat. There were times when she twisted her head one way and the other, hoping to find some position where she could drag in more oxygen. But Justin's fucking was taking precedence over everything. Slowly, the noose was growing more and more tight around her throat. In another moment, she would be fighting for her life!
Justin was all the way in her now, his cock fucking in and out, in and out with long, sucking sounds. Ginny could feel his balls slapping up against her ass. And now he had his hands up to her tits, pinching them, squeezing them while thrusting his groin up harder and faster. Oh, yes, he'd be dumping his load of jizz in her soon. And soon that noose would tighten as well, threatening to break her neck!
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Ohhh, baby, baby, good hot pussy! Yeah, man, hotter'n this afternoon. You were right – uhhhh – right, Gus. This one's somethin' special."
"Yeah, kid. Thought so the first time I laid eyes on her ass."
Ginny had no energy for growling or gasping now. All her being seemed focused on her cunt. It was pinpointing all attention around the pistoning rod of prick meat in her guts.
"Fuck it, baby, come on, fuck it."
Ginny's flesh glistened with perspiration. She rolled her eyes up, catching sight of the rope trembling under the fucking movements.
"Soon, kid?"
"Yeah, yeah, soon!"
Justin was huffing, his breath catching every now and then when Ginny's cunt snapped shut on his cock. The girl felt his fingers scraping painfully along her ass cheeks now. He had nearly raised her from the stool. His upper legs and groin were hammering hard against her, his prick fucking faster and faster into her sucking, dribbling cunt hole. Ginny fought for air! Her eyes bulged out and her nostrils flared and burned with what oxygen she could suck in. The noose was even tighter now, the rough hemp leaving a long pink circular mark around her throat. It was such a combination, the rope nearly killing her, Justin's cock fucking like a trenching tool into her pussy. The room was spinning, growing more and more blurry as Justin fucked her like an animal.
"Noooooo!"
It was happening! Just was stopping, his cock throbbing and beating its wild cumming rhythm against her cunt. She saw the young athlete throw back his head, his Adam's apple working up and down against his throat. The veins stood out against his forehead while his lips worked together, saying nothing. The rope tightened. And then Ginny felt his slimy cock cream filling her throbbing cunt slit. Justin's cock shaft slopped back and forth while gobs of jizz shot in.
"Fuck, Jesus fuck, I'm doin' it, man, fillin' the slut up."