Max Sharkey: Whipped and raped teenager

A huge wad of jism spurted out of the boy's cock-slit and rushed into her, washing across her throat and bathing the walls and linings of her aching mouth. Her mouth filled up with scalding jism and her checks puffed out as she tried to avoid swallowing his vile jism. But Billy wasn't giving her a chance to spit his jism out. He refused to allow it.

"Drink it, bitch! Drink my cum! Gulp it down your throat!" he commanded harshly. "Drink it all down!" He hammered his prick faster and faster into her sucking mouth, his cock-silt shooting thick gobs of cum into her throat. Finally, it became impossible to hold his jism in her cheek pouches. She resigned herself to the ugly fact that she would simply have to obey the boy and swallow his cum.

The poor, piteous young girl shuddered as she opened her gullet and gulped down a load of his jism, the sticky fluid coating the walls of her throat as she obediently accomplished the degrading task. His cum was shooting out of his prick-tip and into her mouth in jet streams.

"Milk it! Milk my prick with your lips, you slut! Drink my cum, you bitch!" he bellowed crudely, gyrating his hips swiftly, his balls constricted, pumping more and more cum through his stiff and bloated prick-shaft. His cock-slit spewed forth with thick gobs of cum that shot down her throat.

She nursed his cock-knob, slurping out his jism. She despised Billy, hated him with a passion. She never would have believed that any man could treat a young, defenseless girl in such a crude and brutal manner. She was repulsed at being forced to suck the cum out of his piss-slit, but what else could she do? she thought. The obvious answer was nothing. She could feel his cock-shaft getting softer, shriveling between her lips and becoming small and flaccid as she sucked it dry. What troubled her now was what was happening to her pussy. Johnny was gripping her cunt between his fingers, pulling it out of its protective sheath. He would rake his fingernail across her stretched clit fiber, then allow her cut to snap back. It hurt to have the evil boy manipulating her so roughly.

"Unnhhh! Yeah, that was an excellent blowjob, Sally! Very well done! Shit, now I know just where to come whenever I want my cock sucked by an expert! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Billy sat back on his haunches and gripped his cock. He squeezed the base of his prick and a drop of cum oozed obscenely out of his cock-slit. "Hey, you forgot some," he said, his eyes flashing animatedly as though he had just made some great, new discovery. "Lick my prick clean, cock-sucker!" he commanded, his jaw set with determination to degrade her even further. She could tell that Billy savored every debauched moment. He was a brutal young man who got kinky kicks out of humiliating her sexually, watching her writhe about in her bonds, tied up to the bedposts in her own apartment, forced to submit to his decadent sexual depravities. He looked on with a cruel, sadistic sneer. "Come on, now finish the job. Lick my cock clean."

Snaking her tongue out of her mouth, she licked the tip of Billy's drooling cock, tasting his salty jism. She swirled her tongue back into her mouth and gulped the final drop of the boy's jism down her throat, feeling disgusted.

She hoped that Billy would end this horrid scene of sexual depravity, but the boy slipped off the side of the bed and goaded his brother on. "Hey, ream out her pussy with this," Billy said, flinging the whip at Johnny.

Johnny caught the whip in mid-air and looked at it carefully, trying to figure out how to use it on the girl's cunt. He shrugged, and prepared to throw the whip on the floor, but Billy held out his hand, gesturing to Johnny. He had an idea. His eyes gleamed with joy. "Use the whip handle on her pussy. It'll fit her cunt! I bet it will!"

"You think so?" Johnny replied with increased interest. "Her pussy is pretty tight, you know. This whip handle might be too big around for her. It might hurt her cunt."

"So what," Billy said, shrugging his shoulders. "It'll teach the little cunt to mess around with us, and she'll know better than to try and call the cops on us."

Sally was stricken with horror. She opened her eyes wide and looked from one boy to the other, hoping to detect some sense of sympathy or compassion in their faces. She saw none. "You can't do that to me! It will hurt my pussy! It's too big for my pussy! You can't put that thing inside of my…"

"Shut the fuck up!" Billy shouted as he moved forward and slapped her hard across the mouth.

"I don't know," Johnny said. "She might be right!"

"Fuck her! Fuck her with the whip handle. If you don't do it, I will!" Billy was deadly serious.

"Okay, I'll give it a try. Hold tight, Sally. See how this feels in your pussy." Johnny began to rub the tip of the thick leather whip handle across her sensitive cunt. Her cunt became erect instantly and throbbed as it came into contact with the butt of the whip handle.

"Ohhhh, good God! That… that feels terrible!" she yelped. She whimpered and wept hard, feeling completely frustrated, unable to escape the crude whip handle as it raked across her cunt. Her clit twitched in response to the grotesque caress. Pussy-juice began to chum about in her cunt and rim down her thighs.

The two boys looked down at her cunt and smiled as they watched her pussy become slick with slippery pussy-nectar.

Johnny slid the whip handle between Sally's juicy cunt-lips, but it was too thick to penetrate her pussy. Her cunt-lips folded inward, into her cunt channel. Frustrated, Johnny pulled the whip handle out of her cunt. "Shit! It's too fucking big for her twat, Billy," he said with a tinge of exasperation in his voice.

"We can do it," Billy replied, undaunted. "Let me help." He reached down and gripped the folds of her outer pussy-lips, pulling them out, stretching her cunt-lips to the absolute limit. "Now try it. Shove that whip handle in her fucking pussy now. As long as I keep her cunt-lips out of the way, it'll go in. I bet it does."

"Here goes," Johnny said. He slid the whip handle between her pussy-lips, which glistened with cunt-juice. The whip handle was thick and it was a tight fit, but Johnny managed to shove it into the entrance to her tight cunt. "Hey, I think this is gonna work," he said, beaming with joy. Johnny was grinning from ear to ear, and he seemed to take some sort of perverse pride in this crude manner of abusing the girl's pussy.

"Stop it! Please! I beg of you!" Sally shrieked as she felt the whip handle slicing inch-by-inch into her hot pussy. "I hate you, you bastard! You sick, perverted bastards! To hell with both of you! You'll pay for this!"

"Fuck you, Sally. You can't do shit. You, can't prove nothing against us. Me and Johnny are the only witnesses here, and we're not about to rat on ourselves, you fucking idiot. You'd better just shut your fucking mouth. Just grin and bear it, bitch!" Billy bellowed. He shot her a mean look.

If looks could kill. Sally thought, she would be dead right now. Billy didn't take kindly to threats. Hell, she was bound helplessly to the bedposts, the thick butt of a whip being shoved up her cunt. She could complain all she wanted, but it wouldn't do her a damned bit of good. Not now!

Johnny worked the whip handle deeper and deeper into Sally's cunt. The leather whip handle reamed along her tight cunt-walls which clenched automatically, holding the leather whip handle tightly in her cunt. She tried to relax the muscles in her pussy so that the pain would not be so intense, but it was impossible. Her pussy was being brutally reamed out.

"Shit, this is great!" Johnny enthused. "Should I shove it in deeper?"

"You bet! Her cunt can take it, and tough shit if it can't!" Billy replied nastily. "Pump that whip handle in and out of her cunt."

Johnny followed his brother's instructions, slamming away at her cunt, shoving the thick, leather whip handle into the heated depths of Sally's tortured pussy.