Frank Harper - Daisy_s dog

Daisy also missed cheerleading practice the next day. It wasn't her fault, however, and the happenings of the afternoon changed her life and fortunes drastically. Everything went smoothly during the day. She managed to go along with Mr. Eaton's wish to pretend nothing had happened between them, and she only had to turn down one boy asking for a date.

On her way to the practice area, Joe Mason and one of his buddies she'd heard called Slim fell in beside her, one on each side. Joe grabbed one arm, Slim the other. She tried to pull away, but they marched her over to a car parked nearby. The back door was pulled open, and she was shoved inside. Joe got in with her and Slim ran around and got in on the other side. The engine was running. There was a young guy named Carl behind the wheel.

Carl pulled the car from the parking area and Joe told him not to drive fast enough to attract attention. Not all that frightened, Daisy demanded to know what the hell they thought they were doing. Joe pulled a big switchblade from his pocket, flipped the blade out, and held the point just under Daisy's chin. She was really frightened then.

"I'm going to teach you it doesn't pay to be uppity with me, you stuck-up bitch!"

Daisy didn't say anything. She was afraid to move, scared to death she'd be cut. She knew what the punks wanted, what they were going to do – and she told herself not to put up a fight. She didn't want to be hurt, and it sure as hell wasn't as if she were am innocent virgin with a death-defying wish to fight for her honor!

Slim chuckled and said, "Put the knife away, Joe. I don't think this chick'll give us any trouble. Hell, if she does, you can always carve your initials in her belly later!"

Joe pressed the tip of the blade against Daisy's taut flesh just enough to make her lift her chin a little higher, then pulled it away, closed the blade, and put the knife back in his pocket.

"Drive out into the country, Carl. Let's have some fun before the real party starts!"

"Okay, Joe."

Relieved that there hadn't been any blood drawn, Daisy didn't protest in any way when Joe and Slim began caressing her bare legs and lower thighs and pawing at her boobs. She felt it'd be stupid to fight them. She could see their cocks already making their pants poke out, and she knew it wouldn't do any good to make threats – or even to beg.

Joe and Slim started removing Daisy's clothes. Carl was driving along the highway, watching through the rear-view mirror. There wasn't much traffic. Daisy wasn't struggling. She'd made up her mind to take whatever happened and try not to enjoy it. She was sure her body would betray her, though. She was already responding to the hands pawing at her. What was there about her that made men and boys want to rape her?

"I gave you plenty of chances to give me a date," Joe said. "Just looking at you I can tell you're hot stuff, baby, and if you haven't been letting your wise-ass cousins fuck you then you sure as hell need something besides your diddling fingers!"

By then Daisy was naked. She'd automatically moved helpfully to keep her clothes from being ruined. Joe and Slim had pulled back, their hot eyes flicking over her body. Carl was driving slowly, looking in the mirror, and turning to glance around now and then.

Joe began sucking on one tit and Slim the other. Daisy leaned her head back and closed her eyes, wishing she could make herself numb and block out all feelings. Her nipples had stiffened even before they'd been engulfed by the hot mouths. She knew she wouldn't be able to keep from having orgasms when the guys really started working her over, and she resented the fact it'd give the punks even more pleasure when she responded passionately.

Fingers began squeezing her jutting titties and caressing her thighs, trembling belly, and her cuntlips. She kept her legs pressed tightly together, wondering if Joe would really use the knife.

Joe pulled his sucking mouth from Daisy's throbbing tit and said he just had to eat some pussy before it got flooded with cum. Daisy opened her eyes as Joe got down and roughly pried her legs apart. She saw that Carl had pulled onto a side road and the car was just creeping along. She met his eyes in the mirror and something made her ask if he was beating his meat with the hand he didn't have on the wheel.

"I'm just getting my dick primed for you, baby! The three of us are gonna fuck you silly!"

Slim pulled his mouth from Daisy's other throbbing, hard-nippled boob and said maybe they'd better not shoot off in her cunt, since the other guys would know then that there'd been some action before the main party got started.

Joe, on his knees between Daisy's legs, stroking her thighs and staring at her blonde crotch, said he'd been thinking the same thing. He leaned over, licked up through Daisy's slit, lifted, and said they could all have some hair pie and then Daisy could blow them.

"What main party?" Daisy asked. "Where are you bastards going to take me?"

"You just keep your trap shut until we tell you to open it to suck a cock," Joe said. "I still feel like kicking the shit out of you for being so fucking uppity!"

Daisy didn't say anything else for quite some time. She knew that the following hour or so would've been like a nightmare if she'd been inexperienced. As it was, her body did betray her, and long before they started back to town, she was no longer trying to act as if she wasn't enjoying the torrid sex action.

Joe went down on her, slurping loudly, and Slim went back to sucking a tingling tit. She tried to just sit there like a bump on a log, but within less than a minute she was squirming her naked ass against the seat cushion. Joe gripped her hips as he tongue-fucked her. He went to her stiffened clit with his greedy mouth and began sucking that sensitive organ. She climaxed, despite her wish not to do so.

Before she stopped shuddering, Joe lifted his face and asked Slim if he wanted to lap her cunt before the fucking started. Slim had stopped sucking on Daisy's tit and had been watching Joe's bobbing head. He said he sure as hell did want to take a taste.

Joe moved until he was again sitting beside Daisy, and Slim quickly got down between Daisy's legs. She couldn't keep from enjoying the way the second boy lapped her juicy cunt, but she didn't move very much and she hadn't had am orgasm when Joe chuckled and told Slim to save some for Carl.

Carl said he wasn't a cunt-lapper, but Daisy was sure he just didn't want to muff-dive before witnesses. He'd parked the car in a secluded area and had turned and was watching with hot eyes. Joe said there wouldn't be any fucking without lapping, and Carl laughed nervously and said he'd settle for a blowjob.

Joe had taken his cock out and pulled one of Daisy's hands to the hard, stiff tool. She was just holding it in her fist, still determined to give him and his buddies as little pleasure as possible. His prick was about as long as Mark's, but the knob looked bigger.

Hearing Joe's words, Slim had stopped sucking Daisy's elongated clitoris. He pulled back, fumbling around to expose his poking prick, but got up on the other side of Daisy when Joe said he'd fuck her first. While Joe was getting down between Daisy's legs, Slim told him not to forget they didn't intend to shoot off in Daisy's cunt.

Tugging Daisy's ass closer to the edge of the seat, Joe said he'd show them just how well he could keep himself under control when he wanted to. Just as he finished speaking, he speared his stiff shaft into Daisy's steaming snatch. Wanting to relieve the tension in her own body, she decided to spoil their plans by making Joe shoot. She began hunching and snapping with her inner muscles just as soon as his rigid prick was buried deep.

Joe groaned, made a few fast thrusts, then pulled his cock from her clasping pussy. "I know what you tried to do, you bitch!"