Blake Garfield - Lashed and licked landlady

"Show them your tits and cunt, whore," Gary said, slapping her across her face so hard that she fell to her knees. "Don't just stand around looking like some stuck-up cunt!"

Donna tried not to cry, but she couldn't help herself. Tears squirted down her checks in fastmoving rivers, and her slender, sultry body shook with the force of her crying. She bowed her head like the slave she was, unable to bear the lusting, mocking looks of the crowd of men. Her hands tremble as they pushed againist the lower curves of her tits. Men whooped and hollered when they saw her touching herself, and Donna whimpered with unbearable shame at the thought that she really was nothing but a whore, a fuck-toy for a mob of men.

"Ain't so high and mighty now, are you, cocksucker?" one of the deputies snarled.

"Tell me about the fucking zoning laws, you asslicking bitch," the mayor rasped. "This is the business you belong in, you cock-teasing slut, spreading your legs and lips like a bitch dog in heat!"

Donna cried helplessly, shaking at the idea of how completely she had been defiled. Her hands moved slowly over her tits, squeezing and rubbing the flesh through the corset. She stroked the bare flesh of her tits creamy upper slopes, then pushed down the corset to reveal her swollen pink nipples. As the men shouted their contempt and appreciation, she tugged and tweaked her nipples.

"Play with those tits, Donna," the sheriff said. "I haven't seen nipples like that since this little whore I had on leave during the war. Is that what you are, Donna? A little blonde whore? I guess you ain't much more than that now."

Donna whimpered with shame, but her cunt was catching on fire. She tore at her nipples with one hand and trailed her other hand down across her stomach, down over her garter belt and black silk panties. Her legs trembled, and she moaned with pleasure as her fingernails scratched across the swollen lips of her cunt.

It made her sick, but the degradation and the humiliation were turning her on.

"Lie down and spread your legs," Gary said. "Let the guys see your scummy little cunt while you play with yourself."

Without a moment's hesitation, Donna fell back onto the mattress. She dug the heels into the ratty cushion and lifted her ass off the ground as she scratched her nails over her puffy cunt. With her legs spread wide, the slit in the panties pulled fully open, displaying her cunt and the crack of her ass for the crowd's inspection.

Donna worked one hand over her swollen nipples and the other over her drooping red cuntlips as the men crowded, closer around the mattress. Her ass bucked a foot in the air, her silky asscheeks flexing with the tremors of passion that shook her sexy body. She fucked her middle two fingers into the dripping red gash of her cunt and scratched her thumb and her other two fingers over the heavy lips of her cunt. Her cunt was flushed almost crimson with lust, and pussy-cream glistened wetly in the morning sunlight as it drenched her fingers and seeped out to soak her silky black panties. At the same time, she pinched and twisted her nipples as though she was trying to tear them from her tits.

"Tell them you're a whore," Gary said. "Tell them you're a slut!"

"I'm a whore!" Donna screamed, staring frantically up at the multitude of faces that crowded in around her. "I'm a sleazy slut who'll fuck anything that walks. I do everything! Just tell me what you want! Ohhhhhh shiiiiiit! I'm cumming!"

Donna could hear the names the men called her, and the insults that made her writher with frenzied excitement. Her ass shot a foot into the air and she tucked her chin into her chest so she could tear at her silky tits with her teeth. She grabbed her cuntlips with both of her hands, twisting and tearing at them as if she wanted to rip her pussy open. She found the tiny bud of her clit and yanked on it until it peeked out between the swollen lips of her pussy. She tore at it wildly in full sight of the crowd of men, the fucked three fingers from her other hand up the tight channel of her shitter with one savage thrust.

"Cow!" someone shouted.

Donna wailed with the battering force of the orgasm that was twisting her insides into knots.

Donna clenched her right hand into a tight little fist and started forcing it up inside her spasming cunt.

"Slut!"

"Cocksucker!"

Every insult she heard made another climax rattle through her squirming body. The sleek little blonde caught her right nipple between her teeth and bit down until she left deep marks all around the rosy nub. She fucked her asshole with four fingers while she plunged her fist deep inside her wriggling cunt. She snapped at the air like a rabid dog, her eyes glazed and her chest heaving.

"Ass-licker!"

"Whore!"

"Pig!"

"I am!" Donna screamed, pounding her fist into her cunt as though she wanted to beat herself to death. "Whore! Pig! Nasty, nasty bitch! Okay, you lousy fuckers, I am a slut! I am a slut! Oh please, please no, I am a slut!"

"Knew hall the time in your heart, didn't you?" Gary asked. He nodded to Joel and the big man stepped up beside the mattress.

"I'm sure you all know the story about how Tom Sawyer managed to have the painting done on a white picket fence without doing a bit of work himself," Joel said. "My brothers and I have a similar problem we would like your help in solving. It seems that we are to be evicted unless we can repair the shingles on our roof. But in this hot weather, it really is too much of a job for just the four of us. We are reasonable, though. Wt don't expect you to help us for free."

"That's right," John said. "You lay a shingle, you get a fuck. Line right up, boys. Lay as many as you think you can manage."

For a moment, there was silence as the crowd of men looked at the writhing, sex-crazed blonde beauty. Then, as one, they raced for the ladders.

Donna moaned with lust and horror at the thought of being gang-banged again. This time there would be a hundred men fucking and mauling her tender body. Donna fucked her fist inside her cunt and waited for the first man to reach her.

One of the railroad bums was first, and he had his stiff cock sticking out from his open fly while he was still thirty feet away from her. Donna fell back against the mattress, burning with fresh shame at the realization that the men who were stripping and abusing her never seemed to bother with taking their own clothes off for the rape. They just unzipped their pants pulled out their cocks, and started fucking. It made Donna feel even more like some worthless whore, like a sex-doll to be fucked and tossed aside.

"Open them legs, whore!" the bum shouted, and Donna spread wide her long, sexy legs.

Donna grunted with discomfort as he fucked his cock fully inside her with a single thrust. She curled her long legs around his humping ass and guided his filthy hands to her tits as he drilled her pussy wildly.

"Oh yeah, whore!" the bum moaned, slobbering all over her face, then dragging his fat, spongy tongue over her skin to wipe up the spit. "You're a good one, ain't you? Yeah, you really know how to use that slutty cunt!"

Donna wanted to die at the thought of how completely Gary and his brothers had defiled her, but her cunt squirmed wetly around the bum's stubby cock. They had pushed her so far down into the gutter that she was lower than the cheapest whore. A hundred strangers were going to fuck her, and all they had to do for a shot at abusing her sexy body was put a shingle on the roof of a house. But the thought of how completely she had been disgraced made the sleek little blonde tremble with arousal.

Her cunt worked over the bum's cock. With each thrust of his stubby cock, her cunt squirmed wetly, squeezing and tugging in an effort to bring them both to climax. Her cunt contracted hard around his cock. Her velvety wet pussy walls massaged his prick with shivery delight. Her clit buzzed with ecstasy as the short, fat cock rubbed over it, but before she could cum, the bum stiffened and blew his load of jism inside her.