Max Sharkey: Whipped and raped teenager

"Yeah, you got her going now, Johnny! Fuck that bitch! Give her pussy a heavy workout! She's going for it, the little slut!" Billy shouted words of goading encouragement to his brother. "Fuck her hard, Johnny! Fuck her hard!"

"Uh! Aaahhh! Fuck you, you slut!" Johnny rasped as he fucked her with staccato-like motions, hammering his prick deep into her hot and tight cunt, slamming his hips forward to ram his cock between her glistening pussy-lips shining with gleaming cunt-juice. Her pussy was well lubricated with pussy-oils, making sloshing and sucking sounds whenever his prick sliced into her cunt. Billy was in a frenzy, his mind spinning with wondrous sensations that set him on fire with passion. He was really into the fucking, his hips working almost automatically, swiveling and thrusting forward, impaling the young girl's pussy channel with the throbbing shaft of his mighty prick. "Unnnhhhh! Nice hot cunt! Tight little pussy, just right for my big prick!"

Suddenly, Sally no longer minded hearing such lewd and repulsive statements. In fact, she was getting off on hearing Johnny speak to her so crudely. She felt like a whore, a slut, a cunt-made to order for fucking. She was lost, being burned by the heat of her own desire, falling into a vicious sexual trap, falling head over heels, end over end, to crash in a pit of unbridled passion. She was being used in a most brutal manner. She knew that. But she would worry about it later. Right now, she only wanted the pleasure to continue.

Her pussy was spasming with erode delight. She felt like a sensual animal, and she didn't care what anyone thought about it. She was bound and determined to derive sexual satisfaction from the raping of her young cunt, no matter what the cost. Clenching her cunt-muscles as tightly as possible, she clamped her twat down on his raging hard prick as it sliced in and out of her cunt. Her pussy was dripping with pussy-juice, which strewed down her tight cunt walls and trickled out of her twit, slipping down her suntanned thighs. She could her the slurp, tight suction as Johnny's hard puck pushed into her pussy, raping past her swollen pink pussy-lips, sliding across her rippling cunt-walls, which were constricted and clenching down on his cock.

"Aaahhh!" she yelled passionately, her lust taking over. She no longer even tried to control her emotions. Her mind was totally twisted, absorbed with the chilling and tingling sensations that coursed through her wild-fucked cunt. Bucking mightily, she rowed her hips, meeting his powerful cock-thrusts into her pussy. She felt her orgasm building up in her cunt, being made ready for the final denouement, the fantastic moment when she would climax. Her orgasm would be upon her soon. She could feel it happening as Johnny's prick stirred up her cunt-oils. His prick impaled her, raking across the linings of her pussy. And as much as she hated to admit it, she loved every second of the fucking.

"Unnhhh! Unnhhh! I-I'm gonna come, bitch!" Johnny snorted. He slammed forward again and again, his throbbing prick pounding into her cunt. He fucked her with all of his might, filling her pussy with his rock-hard pricks.

"Yes! Me too! I-I'm gonna… I can feel it… too much… love your prick!" she moaned ecstatically, knowing that her words made no sense. She was so caught up in the passion of the moment that she was unable to think straight. It didn't matter, though. Her cunt was burning up, inflamed with lust and sexual joy, quivering with passionate delight. His prick raped into her pussy and felt like a dozen tiny claws ripping through her. She moaned, emitting a weird guttural sound. Her eyes fluttered and shut tight. Her stomach muscles tightened. Her cunt-muscles clenched.

She was weak from the fucking, her strength sapped as she used up all of her energy, bucking and writhing beneath Johnny's brutal and relentless cock-thrusts. His prick gouged into her cunt, and she luxuriated in the luxurious sensations that filled her pussy. She gritted her teeth as temblors of heated sensuality shook her. She felt wonderful, so much alive, vibrant and full of youthful vitality. She arched her back and rotated her hips as the force of his prick drove deep into her hot cunt. Her head slammed from side to side, beating down on the bed, her hair whipping and flailing about. Her hips lurched, and all of a sudden her orgasm was upon her. It happened so suddenly and unexpectedly that she wasn't prepared for the intensity of the lightning bolt that struck her pussy and shot to her befuddled brain.

"Aaahhh!" she yelled, her passion boiling over, her mind in a daze, her body out of control, writhing and jerking about. Her cunt quivered, sending wild shudders of delight rushing through her hot and dripping pussy. Thick curds of cunt-butter discharged from the depths of her pussy as she came. Her climax hit her hard. For a brief, but delicious and wondrous moment, Sally forgot who she was and where she was. She saw stars before her wide-open eyes. She wailed low and long, an ear-piercing scream which split the air above her. She hovered for a moment on the edge of a lusty precipice. "Aaaahhhh!" she shrieked as she fell over the edge and into the abyss. She felt disengaged from her body, and it seemed as though someone else were making the strange, gurgling and choking sounds that she heard.

An instant later, Johnny came. He lurched forward, his prick buried balls-deep in her turgid pussy. His prick thumped hard into her seething, slick twat. He shuddered as he shot his thick, hot load of jism deep into her cunt. "Aaahhh!" he panted as he came. He nibbled hungrily at the nape of her neck, biting and sucking on her neck as he shot his wad of jism into her pussy. Bucking and thrusting forward with wild abandon, he deposited his jism into her pussy-channel. He vowed obscenely, his cock-thrusts slowing as he spent his load.

She felt his cum mixing with her pussy-oils, forming a mushy, gooey brew in her boiling caldron of a cunt. The smell of sex was in the air and she breathed it in eagerly, savoring the pungent aroma. Her belly heaved as she gave, wanting more fucking. She wanted to come again. But much to her dismay, it was over. Johnny had spent his load. He was finished with her. He rolled off of her naked body and stood up, his prick oozing jism.

"That was all right!" Johnny gasped. He walked forward on trembling legs, standing above her. Gripping his half-hard, dripping prick in his fist, he wagged his cock before her eyes. Johnny grinned lasciviously at her. He shrugged and bent down over her, wiping his drooling cock-slit on her tits.

"Come on. Let's get the fuck out of here," Billy said. "This bitch has had it! Ha! Ha! Ha!" His laugh was mean and nasty.

Johnny turned to face Sally again. "Thanks, slut," he said cruelly. "Thanks for the use of your cunt." He laughed sadistically. Then, he turned to leave.

"What about me?" Sally shouted anxiously. "You're not gonna leave me tied up like this, are you?"

Billy moved forward and untied one of her wrists.

She was relieved to know that she would be freed from her bonds. "Thanks," she whimpered pathetically.

Billy turned to leave. His brother was already at the front door, unbolting it. "You can figure out a way to untie the other knots. Good luck," Billy said. He waved at her, grinning broadly as he left the beach cottage.

With her one free hand, Sally managed to untie her other wrist from the bedpost. The knot was tied so tightly that it took her a full hour to free herself. She rushed to the bathroom to take a shower, feeling mixed emotions about what had happened to her.

What would she do now? she wondered. She couldn't report Johnny and Billy to the police. If she said that they had raped her, they would deny it. And Billy had spoken the truth. There were no witnesses to the rape. She would look like a damned fool. There was nothing that she could do. Her dignity and honor had been trampled on by Billy and Johnny. She despised them both, but there was nothing that she could do to redeem her honor.