Henry Morgan - The drivers

As the pain ebbed her features revealed a pretty young woman, with black shoulder length hair now matted with sweat. Her sherry brown eyes appealed for pity. They received none. The men moved forward and a dozen hands roamed freely over the bound body. Some rubbed their swollen cocks against any part of her skin they could reach.

"Get back!" shouted the woman Driver. "I haven't finished yet. "You'll get your turn."

As the men moved away from the hiker she noticed a line of spunk across the girls bottom.

"Christ almighty!" she shouted. "Can't you lot wait?"

A great cry of "No!" greeted her words.

"Well you'll just have to. When I've finished her punishment there will be an obedience display. Then you can have your fun."

There was a loud cheer and the woman leant across her captive and spoke into her ear. As she did so her hand rubbed the anonymously fired spunk into the glowing cheeks of the hikers bum. She ordered one of the watching Drivers to untie the hiker's ankles and she proceeded to untie her wrists.

"Hold her," she cried, and handed the exhausted girl to a nearby Driver. To another man she asked for a hand preparing the bumper. As the hiker, whose name they discovered was Cherry, was kept on her feet, Karen, the Driver, unclipped one end of the lorry's bumper and pulled it away from the cab.

The bumper now stretched out from the lorry like a huge silver lance. To support the end furthest away from the truck, a metal bar was wedged underneath it. Once that was complete Cherry was made to sit upon the cold metal, her legs pulled out to the side and pegged to the ground and her hands tied, one in front of her, the other behind. She was unable to support herself in this position and her entire weight was brought to bear on her naked crotch.

"Will you give me a hand Jack?" asked Karen. "I want both sides done."

Susan hadn't noticed Jack in the crowd until now. The man stepped forward and smiled broadly before picking up a second strap that Karen had thrown on the ground.

"Anything to oblige," he grinned.

"Then you had better come round to this side. It's her tits I'm after."

The others formed a circle around the helpless girl, who was already writhing against the discomfort of her cunt crushed upon the steel bar. The whipping began. Jack lashed her first. One stroke that landed soundly across Cherry's back to be followed almost immediately by a vicious slap of canvas on her right breast.

Pain forced her to buck and reel as stroke after stroke fell upon her body. There was nowhere to hide from its evil touch, her skin was aflame with each burning lash and her twat ached with the pain as she ground it onto the bar frantically trying to escape.

"Enough!" shouted Karen and Jack landed one more for good measure.

The knickers used to gag Cherry's mouth were drenched in saliva where the girl had screamed in vain for release. Karen barked out yet another order.

"Strap her down, along the bar."

The hand secured behind Cherry's back was released and brought in front of her, then both hands were tied further along the bumper, bending her over until her body lay flat along the cold steel.

"Seeing that Jack helped me, I'll let him ride her once before I take her back to the cab. The rest of you can wait."

There was surprisingly little grumbling about the deal. The other Drivers were enjoying the show anyway, and each knew he would take his turn on the unfortunate girl.

Jack threw one leg across the bar and brought his rigid cock down parallel to it. Whether it was the sweat from having to ride the bumper or the beating she'd just endured, Cherry's sheath was well oiled. Slipping his cock deeper inside the girl he considered the possibility that she had enjoyed it. Many of them did.

Oblivious to his cheering audience Jack pounded away at the girl, a tit in each hand for balance. As he neared the final strokes he leant forward and pulled the knickers from her mouth. Immediately she screamed.

"Please!" she begged. "Please, no more! I will do whatever you want. I just can't bear any more." As she finished her words her body juddered with the force of Jack's sperm delivering thrusts.

Cherry was untied and helped up into the cabin of Karen's rig. The hands beneath her bottom pulled open her cheeks and a cheer lifted at the sight of Jacks emission seeping from her abused hole. Once inside, the door slammed shut and the men outside clambered onto the bonnet and sides of the rig to watch whatever Karen held in store.

To Cherry's horror Karen lay naked on the bunk in the cab. One arm supported her massive tits. The other lifted her belly in order that Cherry could see her cunt.

"Lick it!" ordered Karen. "Get your tongue deep inside until I say stop."

With the cheeks of her bottom pressed against the side window so that Jack's cum smeared the glass, Cherry dipped her head between Karen's massive thighs and poked out her tongue. The Drivers' hot sweaty crack smelled and tasted like she'd been sitting on it for a week.

The excitement of beating her new possession had already brought the big woman off in her knickers and the creamy sex fluid had greased her fat swollen flaps. The chilly glass on Cherry's rear end had done little to cool her burning skin and stood as a suitable prompt to keep at her task, no matter how tangy the big woman's liquid tasted. As she lapped away Karen was quick to remind her not to forget her clit.

She dug her heel into Cherry's already sore bottom. "And get that tongue in good and deep."

The girl's tongue brought Karen to a second orgasm and the big woman released her from her task. She had another already planned! When Cherry lifted her head she was confronted with a huge dildo and told to give Karen a good fucking with it. She did as Karen instructed, easing the huge phallus up her mistresses cunt and fucking her with it in slow powerful strokes. As she did it Karen held up her tits for Cherry to suck on.

"Get used to it babe," she said, stroking Cherry's hair. "I like my girls to be nice to me. When you've finished, I'm gonna be nice to you."

The big Driver was true to her word. Once Cherry had satisfied her she turned the girl around and repaid the compliment. With the same huge dildo. As she worked it up her new young possession she couldn't help but add:

"This will make you a bit more accommodating for the lads. Some of them are very well hung."

From what she saw on the rest of the video, Susan considered it a kind act. Some of the men were as big as Karen had made out. One in particular, had a cock thicker than H's and his was certainly massive, as she had just found out.

The tape finished and Susan removed it from the machine to replace in the pile. There were dozens more, including the one H had told her to watch. Unable to face that one yet she picked up another.

She recognised the location straight away as Jimmy's, the main Headquarters for the Drivers and the place Jack had passed her over to Lincoln. The opening scene showed Bingo at Jimmy's garage, standing in the central island next to the fuel pumps. He was fooling around and playing up to the camera like the moron he was. Susan hated Bingo because of the way he had treated her. Daily beatings, sometimes several times a day was all she had known when she was with him. Most of the men used the whippings to keep the girls in line. To remind them of their place should they do or say something above their station. Bingo though, dished out spankings for nothing but his own pleasure, sometimes taking an entire shift off work in order to mete out his belt for the whole day. She was glad to be shot of him.

Bingo continued his clowning when the doors of the old hangar swung open behind him. It was H and his friend Jack. Each was pulling a car seat attached to a low trolley and each trolley ran on two small barrow wheels. The camera followed them across to a fence where Tania and Cora stood tethered to a post by a leather bridle.