R Masters - Schoolgirl in chains

Vicki was writhing with the sharp pains he was inflicting on her delicate flesh. The numbness left by the ropes had quickly subsided when he had kneaded her flesh, and now every nerve in her sensitive tits was receptive to the agonizing sensations he was causing to sear through her.

"Uuuuuunh, unh, unh," she groaned, squirming under his sharp teeth, pulling frantically against the chains that held her prisoner under him.

He raised his head, smiling down at her as he noted how her face contorted with pain. "Paying you back, you filthy little cock teaser, you stupid uptight bitch."

He slapped her soundly across the face, leaving a large handprint on her pale cheek. Then he began to kiss, bite, and lick farther and farther down her body, leaving small purple bruises on her abdomen and belly and on her delicately curved thighs.

She thrashed and moaned, edging closer and closer to absolute terror. "Please… ungh, oooow! Please, stop!" she begged. But she knew it was futile. It was almost as if he knew exactly how to inflict the most pain. If he had just kept biting and gouging her continually, she might have grown numb, might even have fainted.

But he had a different, more subtle approach. He would bite into her flesh savagely, causing deep shocks of pain to travel throughout her body, then he would let up, gently licking and nipping at her, soothing momentarily the bitter agony.

When he had left a trail of bruises and saliva up and down her inner thighs, he raised his head and looked back at his friends. They had all dropped their pants and were jacking on their cocks as they looked on, their attention riveted to the lewd action on the bed. Spike looked as if he were about to shoot off.

"I'm gonna fuck out her cherry now, and then… then, she's all yours, guys." He winked at them and turned back to the girl. A look of pure lust passed across his face as he gazed down at her perfection, marred only by the bruises he had left.

Vicki, knowing what was coming, knowing there was nothing that could save her, shut her eyes tightly in fear and in shame. She couldn't watch as he fucked her – as he took away her precious cherry.

Bud's cock was bobbing before him, drooling a thick stream of pre-cum as his prick always did when he was highly aroused. Nevertheless, figuring the red-headed bitch was uptight and probably frigid to boot, he spit into his cupped hands and then spread the saliva up and down the length of his cock.

"I'm gonna fuck that tight little cherry cunt of yours," he grunted, smiling when he saw that her eyes were tightly shut. "You're gonna feel it, bitch. You're gonna feel my cock up your tight little pussy. Does that appeal to you? Hmmmmmm?"

Vicki didn't answer, but lay motionless except for the slight trembling in her legs.

"Hmmmmm?" He dragged his ragged nails across her tender cunt lips, drawing a high, sharp yipping sound from her.

"Y-yes…" she moaned.

He smiled, satisfied with her reply. He looked down as he slowly spread the lips of her little cunt. His prick jerked wildly when he got a look at her bright-pink inner pussy flesh. It sparkled only faintly, most of her cunt juice having dried up with the onset of her fear.

Vicki gulped loudly. She could feel the cold air in the room waft up her exposed fuck hole – an eerie, scary sensation. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life.

Bud nudged his cock head up against her fuck hole, enjoying her whimpering and the frantic tremors pulsing through her torso. His cock head was much bigger than her pussy hole, and she could feel her tender pussy flesh begin to strain as he moved forward slightly, grinding a small portion of his prick knob in through her cunt opening.

"Uuuuuuunh! Noooooooo!" she screamed, unable to control herself any longer.

Bud paid her no mind except to scrape his fingernails once again across her exposed cunt lips, this time drawing a very small amount of blood.

Vicki shook convulsively, and Bud rammed forward, fucking his whole prick head into her cunt tunnel.

"Aaaaaah God!" Vicki screeched.

The biggest thing she had ever had up her cunt was a tampon, and it couldn't possibly compare in girth to Bud's huge cock head. She thought her pussy would burst, unable to stretch any farther.

"Stop it!" she cried. "You're killing me! Killing me!"

Bud groaned, the intense pressure of her writhing cunt on his cock head driving him nearly mad. "Gonna fix you, you high and mighty little tramp! Gonna fuck out your cherry! Yeah, yeah! Uuuuuuuggghhh!"

Savagely, he thrust forward, fucking his cock in hard. He felt his prick head smash through the cherry membrane stretched halfway up her cunt channel, and he nearly shot off at the fabulous new experience, ripping out a girl's cunt flesh, tearing from her carefully guarded virginity. She was his first cherry – all the other girls he had fucked had been experienced by the time he got to them.

Vicki was thrashing her head, screaming at the top of her lungs with the sharp pain that expanded through her tortured pussy tunnel.

It was the worst sort of agony she had ever experienced. The ripping, searing sensations communicated from her injured cunt to her spine and traveled up and down her body, aching and pulsing, wringing cries and whimpers front her.

And Bud would not stop to allow the pain to subside. He was much too exhilarated. He withdrew his prick slowly from her cunt tunnel and looked down in amazement at his blood-coated prick. The blood was bright-red, but it was already beginning to congeal and grow sticky on his pulsing cock.

Spike, Lana and Mike huddled up close to get a good look at the lewd sight. Even Vicki strained against her chains to look down at the weapon that had slashed through her cherry. She winced and shivered when she saw the bright blood smeared over his enormous, obscenely swollen prick.

Spike quickly grabbed his cock by the root, so turned on at seeing the rape of the prom queen that he nearly shot off. Lana saw him do it and smiled wickedly.

Jealous of the intense desire Bud felt for Vicki, she was determined to pay him back in kind. She smiled sexily at Spike and knelt down before him, brushing away his hand from around his cock root. Then she grabbed his prick and began to lick up and down the prick shaft.

He groaned loudly, humping his groin forward as the practiced cocksucker then popped his prick in her mouth and began sucking in earnest. She glanced up at Bud and narrowed her eyes in anger when she saw that he hadn't even noticed what she was doing for his friend. He was too caught up in satisfying his lust and his need for revenge on the pretty redhead.

Without warning, Bud slammed his prick head up against Vicki's cunt once again and lunged forward, fucking his cock to the hilt up her tiny cunt channel. The blood and his precum eased the way, and almost at once his big prick head bounced off the end of her cunt tunnel.

"Aaaaaaiiiieeeee!" Vicki screamed, rattling the chains and biting down hard on her bottom lip. "Awwwwww, God!"

He had reawakened the terrible pain in her cunt, and she prayed that she could pass out now so she wouldn't have to endure any more agony.

Now Bud began fucking her in earnest, his cock squirting out a liberal supply of pre-cum as he rammed in and pulled out, rammed in and pulled out.

Vicki let loose with one long, heart-rending wail that brought goose bumps to Lana's flesh as she sucked on Spike's cock.

The pain only seemed to worsen as he fucked her internal wound raw, and his prick bounced and scraped pussy walls that had never before been touched by prick meat.

He reached up and began to twist her nipples viciously as he continued to rape her defenseless cunt. He fucked in so hard that his balls slapped noisily against her ass cheeks.

It was all becoming a whirling, nauseating nightmare of pain and excruciating sensation for Vicki. Every nerve in her body seemed to be stimulated. Every wild moment of fucking seemed drawn out beyond endurance.