Frank Brown: Ravaged tied family

"Howard!" June was shouting as if she'd completely lost her mind. "Howard, stop them, stop them!" She sounded pathetic.

Digger raised Crystal as easily as if she were a child's doll, sitting her on his rot-hard, nearly vertical cock. His enormous prickhead split apart her pussylips. He gripped her at the waist, his hands neatly encircling her slender middle completely, and twisted her body from side to side, screwing her down onto his billy club-sized fucker. As Digger's cockhead slipped inside her pussy, she winced from the painful stretch it gave her cunt. If her fuckmeat had been any less elastic, it would have torn.

"Ahhh!" Digger sighed, his one good eye glazed with pleasure as he fucked all of his thick cock up into Crystal's tight cunt. "You got a real prick-skinner there, perty girl. But you ain't no virgin, are ya?"

Crystal took quick breaths, wondering whether it felt like this to have a baby. She could feel the man's prickhead lodged in the mouth of her womb, and throbbing there like a living heart. She felt dizzy. Her vision was blurred. She clawed blindly at the hairy gorilla with her fingernails, but he only laughed, jerking her up and down on his cock as if she were a sex-toy. Then he was walking with her, using her body to jack off his cock as he took easy strides. He had to weigh at least 300 pounds, and Crystal weighed less than a third of that.

Without breaking the key-like union of his cock in her cunt, he leaned forward, shoveling Crystal into the back seat of the station wagon and crunching down on top of her. The sun-heated vinyl burned her back. The huge, hairy, sweaty bulk of the grunting man smothered her. As he started to fuck, to enjoy the savage rape of her teenaged pussy, he eased some of his weight off her, allowing her to breathe. His breath stank of beer and rotted teeth.

"You love old Digger, don't ya, hot chicky? You want old Digger to fuck ya now 'til doomsday, don't ya?" He chuckled, lapping at her face, biting her ear, rubbing his grizzly face against her cheek. "Well, don't worry, chicky, old Digger just might do that."

His one visible eye had rolled back, only half the gray iris showing, and it looked glazed, resembling the eye of a corpse. Crystal could feel his heartbeat against her tits. As he fucked her harder, ramming his cock in and out at least eight inches per stroke, he panted so violently that he wheezed. His cock fucked in and out, turning her cunt to a seething fuckhole. Hot pussycream ran opt of her cunt and greased her asscrack. Despite herself, she was turned on.

She could hardly stand the mad pistoning of the big vein-rippled cock inside her. Reaching up with both her arms and legs, she clung to the rutting animal, digging her nails into his hairy shoulders, kicking at his chaps-clad ass with her heels. His hairy abdomen rubbed all over her naked front, exciting her for some perverted reason. Moaning, grunting, she began to rock her hips, to slide her cunt up and down on his cock as he pumped. She found herself clawing at his denim vest and at his pants, found herself wishing he was naked so she could feel all of his bestial hairy body on top of her.

He seemed to read her mind, because he paused in his fucking, lifting up so he could shuck off his vest, unbuckling his pants and letting them slide down his legs until they bunched around his boots. He wore no underwear, so he was able to strip his loins naked without breaking his fuck-union with Crystal. He settled back down on her then, slicing his cock in her clutching cunt.

Crystal bathed in the hairy flesh of the big man. His sweat drenched her like warm oil. She smelled his stench more strongly now, the aroma of his armpits and balls, and she could hardly breathe from the heady fumes. He was disgusting, like some kind of manure perfumed bull in a barnyard. She hated him, felt like vomiting from his smell, but she rocked her hips, fucking his cock, getting more turned on by the moment. Her hatred, her disgust, only increased her pleasure.

"Fuck me!" she whispered between clenched teeth. "Oh, fuck me!" She gouged the jerking man with her fingernails and toenails, dug her heels into his ass and tried to get him to fuck her deeper, to fuck her harder. The vinyl car seat was wet under her back, oiled with sweat, and she squirmed between it and the cunt-grinding beast on top of her, feeling filthier than she'd ever felt in her young life. The cuntjuice oozed from her pussy, greasing the seat under her ass. The scent of balls and cunt saturated the oven-like air in the back seat of the stationwagon.

The big man writhed, rubbing Crystal into the car seat as if she were a cigarette butt he was putting out with his body. His wiry body hair scoured her tender skin. As he humped, fucking his cock in her pussyhole, he rotated his ass, grinding his cock down into her, reaming her out, fucking her deeper and harder than she'd ever been fucked before.

"Ohhh, yesss!" she moaned, "ohhh, do me, fuck me, oh, so deep, so hard!" She twisted her head sharply, this way and that, the fuck-tension building in every cell of her body, her nipples like wood and rubbing up against the man's hairy chest. As the big bear sank his rotted teeth into her neck, she screamed, as much with pleasure as with pain and fear. She was sure he would sever a neck artery, that a torrent of her hot blood would fill his mouth and that she would bleed to death as he ravished her helpless, shuddering young body.

"Mmm, mmm!" the man growled, gnawing on her neck, sucking up her tender flesh and chewing on it. "Hot baby, hot chicky!"

Oh, God, I'm being raped, Crystal thought. I'm being raped! It was a more savage experience than she had ever imagined, and the feelings were more intense than she'd ever imagined they would be. He was brutal, but so exciting. Oh, so exciting! She could hardly stand the feelings. The man's cock wouldn't quit, wouldn't even pause. Her pussyhole clutched almost spastically, its every cell burning and itching. Her cuntlips had swollen like rubber sacks filled with hot water. Her fuckmeat felt hotter and tighter than ever before. Her clit had grown long and hard, being rubbed back and forth by the slippery cockshaft of the relentlessly humping bull on top of her. Daggers of fire shot through her clit. She dug her fingers and toes into the big man, rocking her pelvis, rubbing her tits against him, going out of her mind with pleasure.

"Ohhh, I'm gonna come!" she groaned. "Oh, God, I'm gonna come!"

"Yeahhh!" the big man sighed, grinding her into the car seat. "Ohhh, yeahhh!"

His prick plunged deeper, swelling larger and harder. His huge, cum-bloated balls happed against her crotch. His prickhead seemed to inflate as it kissed the depths of her thrill-saturated womb. As his prick shuddered fiercely, flexing inside her, contracting, he bellowed like a bull and exploded a torrent of hot jism into the pit of her fuckhole. The moment his hot cum splashed against her seething fuckmeat, her cunt went into such intense spasms that she whined like a cat.

"Ohhhhh, Goddddd!" she whimpered, biting the man's grizzly jaw, tearing at him with her nails, crushing him in her spastic embrace. Her cunt filled with heat and pleasure, gripping the man's rhythmically flexing cock like a strong fist, milking the turn out of him as he cried out and spurted again and again.

"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Digger gasped, his body shuddering and jerking, his cock plunging into Crystal's prick-skinning fuckhole. Her cunt overflowed and hot sticky cam oozed down her asscrack. Digger ground down into her, rubbing his balls in his own cum as he collapsed on top of her, grunting, moaning, his prick buried inside her to the hilt.

Crystal's cunt continued to contract even after her orgasm had subsided. She felt the man's cock soften inside her, felt it throb with the aftershocks of its own orgasm. As her pleasure dissipated, as her excitement abated, she began to feel uncomfortable, down right miserable. She began to panic as she lay helplessly under the sweating pig. The stink of him made her want to vomit. She heard a commotion outside, heard her mother gasp, heard slapping noises and dirty male laughter, heard her mother groan. As she recovered her senses, Crystal remembered where she was, remembered that she wasn't the only one being held captive and abused by these animals. She wondered what in God's name had been happening to her mother while she, herself, was being raped by Digger.