Anonymous - She!

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."

She crawled up between Minni's legs, spreading them as she did.

"I'd eat you real good if it wasn't for the guys being here first. But I really don't like their taste much. So I'll do different. Okay?" Minni didn't have the vaguest idea of what the girl was talking about at that stage but felt it as the girl kissed her bottom.

"No. Don't," she said mildly. "Please. Just talk to me. Okay?"

But the girl wasn't listening. Instead, she now had her lips between Minni's asscheeks, delving further and further toward her, pushing her legs apart. Then, Minni's stomach turning, she felt the girl probing her asshole with her tongue. She was doing it over and over, faster and faster as if she were obsessed with it.

Minni felt nothing but disgust until the girl's hand found her clit and began manipulating her again.

"Mmm," she moaned. "You taste good!" She was sucking at her asshole now and Minni felt her stomach turning. "It's okay…" the girl moaned, catching her breath quickly, "… if you go. I like that!" Minni was going to be sick. She felt it crawling up her throat, only overcoming it by trying to think of something entirely different. She wondered if she was going to be able to hold out – even through this one girl.

She saw the door open in her peripheral vision but tried not to react. She felt so diminished by what this girl was doing to her and what the girl was doing to herself.

"Oh, shit!" one of the boys said loudly, laughing. "Pussy's sucking ass again."

"Pass her out a little shit cake, sweetie," the other boy said. "Give her a mouth full. She loves it."

The girl was going crazy with her fingers and her tongue in her until Minni couldn't stand all the manipulation in spite of her disgust at what was going on. She could hear what she thought must be all the people standing near the bed.

She almost lost consciousness with the climax when it rolled through her. She wished she could. Wished she could lift herself out of this place with it.

"Hey! She's havin' a come. Look at that! The cunt likes her butt eaten out."

"Well, I'm gonna put something right back in it, right now," another gruff voice said. "Get the fuck out of there, Pussy. You can eat it out after I come in there."

The girl's face moved out from between her legs then, forcibly, Minni thought.

"Oh, come on, guys!" she screamed. "Leave one hole for me. I don't like the taste of your stuff."

"Oh, we'll stick a bottle of Coke in there for you after we're done. Then you can have something to drink with it." There was laughter all around.

One of the men leaned against the bed, pushing his hardness against her asshole painfully. She screamed but it was overwhelmed by another scream. The room went silent.

"Huh?" a boy said across the room.

"What the fuck?" another said.

"Pat?" one of the girls said, forgetting to call the leader by his preferred name. *** I'd run right past the dirt road that turned off the highway but skidded to a stop two long stretching paces past it and rolled into a twisting ball with my own speed and the sudden change in direction. I cut across a corner of the woodlot and back to the dirt road, hardly slowing.

I saw the line of motorcycles, all neatly backed into a line in front of the house. I knew this was it. It took less than a second to decide what form to assume for the next task. I knew the cute dog, even with teeth bared, would have little effect on this pack.

What could have formed as a bark escaped my feral lips as a loud feline scream of anger as I heard Minni scream from inside the house. Five hundred pounds of very angry, heavily maned lion hit the window and shattered it into a million bright slivers.

Landing almost in the middle of the group, I flattened one of the boys and heard his head hit the floor so hard I was mildly afraid I'd killed him. I'd forgotten the killing urge that could totally overcome this huge body – just the smell of fear and blood could drive me into an insane fury.

But I'd come here with the fury already on me. It didn't even require any added stimulus. I foamed at the mouth with it now as I slapped at a black leather clad boy, slamming him into the wall face first. Two boys ran into each other very hard in their opposing efforts to get away. Both dropped to the floor.