Paul Gable - Mom and her dog

"Man, she's gonna give good head while you fuck the shit outta her cunt," Rick sighed.

He reached down, grabbing at her tits and squeezing them roughly.

"Man, I'm gonna fuck her now. Can't wait much longer," Ron announced.

The words were like lightning to Traci. She tensed even more, closing her lips tightly. She felt the biker reaching down between her thighs with his thumb. He dug his fingers into her asscheeks for leverage, slowly forcing his thumb into her tight, yet wet cunt.

"Whew, hot enough down there to cook up a couple of pricks. You want this real bad, don'tcha you, little slut?"

"No, no, I don't," the girl protested, feeling his rough fingers scraping the slick walls of her pussy. How could he say something like that? Oh, she wanted to shrink into nothing and die.

"Open up, bitch, open up," Rick said, pressing his fingers hard against the junction of her two jawbones. The pain was terrible but the girl managed to keep her lips sealed together.

"Oowwwww!"

Ron helped his buddy by shoving his thumb painfully into her cunthole. When she opened her mouth to scream she felt the length of Rick's cock sliding over her lips. She spat violently, getting her mouth free of that filthy cock for the time being. The men didn't take her seriously. They only laughed at her vain efforts to free herself. Rick still held onto her hair, jerking it at times and grinning when he saw her face whiten and grimace in pain. Ron was exploring her cunt with his thumb and now his forefinger, pinching her outer cuntlips at times, always enjoying her shame and agony.

"Man, hot and tight and wet. You don't find too many cunts like that around… especially here in Venice," Ron commented.

"Yeah, all of 'em around the beach got plenty of mileage on 'em. But this one ain't been fucked around with much," Rick added.

"Hey, you two. Come on. I wanna get my share of pussy, too," Joe complained. The third biker had been watching silently, rubbing his cock through his Levi's until a large, dark stain appeared at the head of his cock.

"Man, there ain't room enough down here for you. Don't worry. She's got plenty of action left in 'er when we get through," Ron said, growing hotter by the second.

Joe sighed, watching as his buddies climbed over the whimpering teenager.

"Ohhhh!"

Ron took her cuntlips between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed hard, making her open her mouth and let out a shout of agony. The pain was so bad that brightly colored lights popped in front of her. That was all Rick needed. Shifting around a little he plunged down, feeding her three inches of his greasy cock into her mouth.

Traci screamed as best she could, spit running down her throat and nearly choking her as his cock rubbed over her teeth. Her eyes widened, her cheeks flushed a dark red as she arched her back and trembled with horror and indignation. He was making her take his cock in her mouth, forcing her to suck him. No, this was far too much. She wasn't going to let them do this to her, humiliate her like this. Mustering what courage she had, the young girl bit down hard. Rick screamed, his face whitening as he hastily yanked his hard cock from her mouth. Teeth marks indented around one side of his cock.

"Christ, she's a hellcat, ain't she?" Ron said, laughing as his buddy rubbed his sore cock.

"Little fuckin' cunt," Rick muttered, staring down angrily at the cringing girl.

"Don't… don't do that to me again," she gasped, feeling something like power surging through her. She'd shown them she wasn't going to be their doormat.

"Oh yeah?" Rick said, raising one hand over his head. Ron backed away slightly as the hand came down in a broad arc, hitting the girl squarely on the right side of her head. Her teeth rattled while she let out a loud, high-pitched wail of pain. The room spun around dizzyingly while the men threatened her once again.

"You try something like that and I'm gonna take a blowtorch to you. Ever see what one of those can do, baby?" Rick said, jerking her head up by her hair and forcing her to look at a near-by workbench. There were various repair tools scattered around the top of the bench, among them an old greasy blowtorch. Traci remembered something about some of the abducted girls in the community complaining of burns given to them by their kidnappers. Oh, she had no doubt these men would put that terrible instrument to her if she didn't do as they said. Her brief display of courage faded under their anger. Helplessly Traci waited for whatever they planned next.

"She ain't no virgin," Ron said, feeling around inside her pussy. "But she's about the next best thing. Yeah, I'm gonna be one of the first," he said proudly pursing his lips together.

The biker tugged her ass apart, keeping them wide open as both his thumbs caressed her inner cuntlips. They were dripping with juice, her down pussy hairs damp with fuck oil. Oh, how humiliating it was to be reacting like this to these men and what they were doing to her. She couldn't hide her powerful, sexual feelings rising like lava in her cunt.

"No more," Traci gasped. "Oh please, please, don't do anything more to me."

The girl sobbed with renewed humiliation. The hot air around her seemed to be choking her. She gasped in more oxygen to feed her writhing body. Her mind reeled with the shame and fear driving her mad.

"God, oh God…"

Very, very slowly Ron was spreading her furry cuntlips apart. They unstuck and peeled back, revealing the dark, red, moist cuntmeat to the big biker. Ron smacked his lips like a hungry wolf.

"Oh yeah," Ron breathed, dropping his head and licking his tongue all around the tense edge of her cuntlips.

"Ununnnnhhh…" That was the only thing Traci was able to say. The touch of that oral organ, the feel of his breath blowing softly against her pussymeat was too much for her to stand. She was spread wide-open, helpless before these men. That thought combined with the actual sensations in her cunt resulting in feelings too powerful to understand or analyze right now. The girl groaned long and loudly, the sounds coming from deep in her throat as the working tongue found its way along the slick length of her cunt slit. It was sopping up her juices, toying with the tense, eager muscles around her pussy mouth. There could be no denying it now. Traci was wanting them, wanting them to fuck her, do anything to her. Yes, her pussy was taking over, making her think and do things that were terrible.

"Not again… no, not again," she wailed.

"Hold her tighter," Ron growled.

"Man, I'm not gonna shove my cock in her again," Rick said nervously.

"She ain't gonna bite now. She's so fuckin' worked up we probably could get her to suck off a fuckin' dog, so come on and enjoy it," Ron encouraged.

Rick wrinkled up his forehead as Ron lanced his middle finger all the way in her pussy. Traci let out another low, soft moan as her soft thighs closed around either side of the biker's wrist. His fingers scraped her cunt walls again, caressing the folds and hollows of her pussy while she pranced her ass around in the air and worked her thighs against his hand.

"Man, man, she's fuckin' hot," Ron said, looking down at the panting girl with surprise. The stretched walls of her pussy widened, then tightened in clutching motions. Her cunt sucked so solidly Ron thought his finger might be pulled out of joint.

"She's starting to… uhhhhh, loosen up," Ron said, moving his finger around like a spoon. "She's damned tight, but she's getting wetter and wetter."

Traci wept, sobbing with shame and complete degradation. It wasn't enough that they had dragged her into this foul place and stripped her naked. No, she had to be collaborating with them in her own humiliation, fucking back at this horrible hand finger-fucking her. And now she was even wanting Rick to shove his cock back into her mouth. Yes, she wanted to be completely surrounded by hot cocks, wanted to have her body pierced by as much cockmeat as possible.