He loved the feel of her legs flailing against his sides, the sound of her wimpering, screaming, begging. He ground his pelvis against hers, feeling his cock squeezed as if by a vice in her teenage pussy. Feeling him grinding against her she wimpered and begged, “Please.
..please stop.
I don’t want this. Please..
..” He ignored her, and began slowly drawing his dick from her tortured sheath, feeling like it was pulling her guts out with it.
She moaned and twisted on the floor, feeling small pebbles dig into her buttocks and back, increasing her misery. She screamed as he bore his full weight down on her, driving his shaft hard into her guts, scraping mercilessly against the tender pink flesh of her sheath. He pulled out again, bringing a moan of pain from her lips, followed by another scream as he plunged back into her.
She kept begging, pleading with him to stop, but he didn’t, he just kept riding her, smothering her, pounding her into the dirt floor. Damn the cunt was tight, Tom thought as he dragged his cock back and forth across her innards. What a good fucking cunt, he thought again, listening to her screams and feeling her still struggling beneath him.
He was close to coming–these young screamers really turned him on. Su Lee felt Tom tense above her, and felt his cock throb as it spurted load after load of cum deep into her cunt. It was almost a relief, like cool liquid flowing over her burning inner flesh.
She tried to shrink into the ground, humiliated. Now that this man had taken her, what were they going to do to her? She didn’t have long to wait as Tom lifted himself off the now unmoving girl: “That is one of the best fucks I’ve had in a long time.
” “Come on, roll her over,” Al said excitedly, “I want that little pouty gook mouth.” Hands quickly rolled her onto her stomach and then jerked her to her hands and knees: she was a limp as a ragdoll now, all the fight fucked out of her by Tom. She felt Al grab her head and force his large dick into her mouth, while behind her Dick had grabbed her asscheeks and was pulling them apart.
She gagged and jerked back in pain as Al shoved his rod down her throat, banging his hips against her small nose. She wimpered through the cock in her throat as she felt Dick pressing the head of his penis against her anus. Searing pain shot through her body and she screamed, feeling Dick’s cock pop through her ass, tearing at her bowels.
Al began fucking her mouth in earnest, slamming his cock in and out, in and out of her throat, making her gag and flinch in pain each time his dick rammed through into her throat. His balls slapped against her chin, adding to the humiliation surging through her mind. Behind her, Dick began to work into a rhythm, his cock lightly coated with blood from Su Lee’s injured anus.
Su Lee went into shock, her mind unable to cope with the battering her body was taking. She seemed to be looking down at her body, sandwiched between two men. She saw her lips in a wide O around Al’s cock, and she saw her throat distend as Al drove his cock down it, his balls slapping against her chin, his hands practically engulfing her tiny head.
She saw Dick kneeling behind her draw his blood-slimed cock out of her asshole, then plunge it brutally back in, his hands circling her small waist, pulling her back against him violently with each thrust. Her body was jerked back and forth between the two men, her small breasts hanging pathetically from her chest. She felt distantly wave after wave of pain come from her ass, travel up her body and crash against the pain in her throat.
It was too much, too much, the pain crashing through her, and something else, something more primal, beneath the pain, like a strong tidal pull, or the beginnings of a whirlpool, sluggishly moving beneath the violent waves of pain coursing through her body. She became dizzy, and saw herself flash before her eyes from all angles: now she was above, seeing her back, seeing her body jerked back and forth; now she behind, seeing Dick’s ass pumping back and forth, and seeing her legs spread obscenely on either side of his; now she saw her stomach heaving, her small breasts swaying, the nipples distended by gravity, Dick’s hairy balls slapping against her crack; now from everywhere at once, her body being used, abused, tortured by cocks plunging, driving, hurting her body. Her cunt spasmed, remembering its rape, its torment.
Her body jerked, taking on a life of its own. Her mind was engulfed in waves of pain, it was awash in agony. She felt a tug on her mind as she drowned, a tug pulling all her pain down, down.
In her mind she gasped as all the pain, all the suffering, all the humiliation which was engulfing her was sucked down into the center of her being, into the pit of her stomach, and exploded in orgasm, spitting everything back out as a fount of ecstacy, washing over her, drowing her, engulfing her. The piece of meat that was her body spasmed, jerked, bucked, roasted on the spit of two cocks, which began filling her with seed. It still quivered and twitched as the men pulled out, and kept shaking as it slowly collapsed onto its stomach, giving up and dragging Su Lee’s mind from the waves of ecstacy it was riding into darkness.
******** Mike Chan stepped out of his patrol car in front of the shack at about 9 pm that evening. He saw three rigs there, Tom’s, Al’s, and Dick’s, and thought that they might have a nice piece of white cunt in there for him. He certainly hoped so, since he was horny as hell.
His agreeing to this deal was probably the best thing that could have happened to him. He smiled to himself as he stepped through the door and saw his three friends asleep on cots they had pulled out. He walked quietly through the shack and kneeled down before a trap door in the floor, pulling out his flashlight as he did so.
Gripping his flashlight, he remembered when he had shoved it up some white bitch’s cunt–she had had the bad luck to look vaguely like one of his police coworkers who had turned him down, petite, short brown hair, green eyes and freckles, just because he was Chinese–and then flipped her over and raped her ass. He smiled at the remembrance, his penis growing hard. He pulled up the trap door and shined his flashlight into the dark, 20′ x 20′ cellar.
He saw a bowl of water, some food on a plate, and a small, teenaged girl huddled up in the corner, her legs folded under her and her hands holding her shoulders, her arms covering her small breasts. Tears had poured down her face, leaving streaks through the dusk which covered her. Damn damn damn, Mike thought, they had got a chinese girl.
Sure he didn’t mind the others: the white girls, the uppity bitches, deserved it; the blacks and koreans and vietnamese, even the japanese, well, they were hardly human, so they didn’t matter. But a chinese girl–he just couldn’t leave her here. But then again he couldn’t just set her free.
He knelt there thinking about his options, and, decided, started down the ladder to the cellar. When he stepped down, he pulled out his gun and pointed it at the girl, motioning her to climb up the ladder quietly. She obeyed, and she could see hope blossom in her eyes, hope he was not about to encourage.