Paul Gable - Beach girl in bondage

"What are you going to do?" Camey stammered nervously.

"Do what I tell you to," he answered roughly.

Camey shook with absolute terror. She didn't dare look back at the young men. She tried closing her eyes, but nervous fear made her open them again. Camey stared forward, concentrating on several cracks in the concrete block basement wall. She thought she heard the sound of something hard being scraped against the edge of the desk. It was a rhythmic sliding sound, reminding her of the regular slurping sound Brad's cock made when it pistoned in and out of her sucking pussy. Even now the thought of what had gone on between them excited her. She let out a little moan and felt a rush of cunt juice trickle from her pussy.

"Get that ass up higher, bitch!" Rick barked.

Camey wanted to sink out of sight. But at least Jack wasn't behind her, threatening her with that fat cock of his!

There was some muted laughter behind her, followed by silence. Then she heard Rick move up against the table. Slowly the girl brought her knees back up, raising her asscheeks high in the air. The wet sticky line of her pussy-crack was exposed now. Camey shut her eyes in shame.

"Oh!"

Something cold had touched her asscheeks. It didn't take the girl long to figure out it was a knife! Oh, she'd heard him scraping his knife against the edge of the table. The girl screamed, then bit her lower lip and struggled for self-control. No, no, she wasn't about to give in to her terror. She had to keep quiet. Even though her shoulders throbbed from the unnatural position her arms were tied, Camey kept quiet, enduring the cold, frightening sensation of that blade.

The tip of the knife slid across one asscheek. Camey shivered. The arc it followed went from the outside, up toward her narrow waist, then slowly back down to where her ass met her thigh. The pressure increased as the sharp point slid closer toward her cunt. Camey wanted to cry. But she knew the slightest move would move the blade through her flesh.

"Not movin' that butt around so much are you, baby?" Jack asked.

"Naw, she's keepin' pretty fuckin' still," Rick said.

The young man was growing wildly excited as he toyed with the trembling girl in front of him. He studied her bound arms, watched her face turn red, watched her long blonde hair splash over her cheeks and sweep over the desk top as her skin puckered up into goose pimples. And all the while her cunt lips grew puffier, slicker, as trickles of pussy oil seeped from her hole. Yes, she was enjoying this, growing more and more excited by it as the seconds passed.

Camey's pussy sucked in air, opening in uncontrollable spasms as the knife traced around the outer line of her cunt lips. The soft vulnerability of that area terrified and excited her. She bit her lower lip until she could taste blood. Her eyelids fluttered while her face became a mask of terrible concentration.

"Ohhh!" the girl moaned. For a second she thought this particular part of her ordeal was over. The blade was gone. She relaxed, only to stiffen again when she felt the chill of the tempered steel in the center of her cunt. The flat of the blade was pressed full length against the wet slit from her budding cut to the bottom junction of her outer cunt lips.

"Man, look at that!" Rick commented, rocking the knife back and forth.

The two men murmured something. Camey gasped, feeling her pussy muscles involuntarily contracting, forcing her outer cunt lips shut against the blade. Her back arched, presenting her open cunt more openly to the men's stares.

"That's it, slut," Rick hissed. "You're nothing but a fuckin' whore," he muttered, rocking the tip of the knife faster and faster on her clit…

The constant touch and chill of the blade sent shockwave after shockwave of lewdness through the terrified girl. Slowly Camey became conscious of tiny slits on the edges of her outer cunt lips. She was actually cutting herself, her pussy still clamping shut on the razor-sharp edges of that threatening dagger. The stinging cunt juice dribbling across those tiny cuts made her clit actually swell bigger. Camey found a hotter, more intense lust radiating out from her crotch. She was fighting with herself, unable to fully grasp what was happening to her.

"No, no," she said, trying to deny the wonderful feeling coursing through her.

"Sure, baby, sure," Rick said, guessing what was going on in her mind.

Camey's pulse raced madly. She opened her eyes and saw Jack in front of her, stroking his cock, looking as if he were ready to slide that thing back into her mouth.

"Ohhhhh!" she said, turning away from that fat hot dick with difficulty. Everything was exciting her now. Nothing they did to her seemed repulsive, sick. She grunted like a stuck pig, the tip of that knife slicing deeper into her cunt folds. The seating pain was like acid touching her sensitive cuntal membranes. There were wild electric thrills shooting out from her cunt. Her cunt lips were on fire. Her head was throbbing from the excitement and from the violent blows given her by Rick and Jack.

No, no, they're going to cut me up! the girl thought. And that idea excited the girl further. The fiery stinging in her cunt lips and the terror of that blade moving threateningly around her snatch wound her excitement higher and higher. Camey hated herself for this maddening excitement taken her over.

Rick dragged the tip of the knife back, tracing a line down to the edge of Camey's cunt mouth. The buzzing flashes from her clit slackened for a bit. But the fear of having her pussy carved up made a wet sensuality bloom in the bottom of her cunt.

Camey shoved her ass back at the young man. The tip of that knife slipped around the rim of her cunt, then up to the puckered rim of her asshole. With a sudden cry the girl dipped her asscheeks, feeling her cunt open up and the air in the overheated hole blow out.

"You don't wanna fuck in the ass, eh?" Rick said, moving the knife up to the rim of her shitter.

Camey gasped with shock. The pinprick stabs forced the rubbery ring of her asshole inward. For a second she thought of Jack's cock as it might feel piercing her shitter. No, no, that was a terrible thought, just the kind of thing she was trying to keep from happening.

Rick was panting now, breathing as heavily as his buddy. He was jacking at his cock with one hand while still toying with the girl's pussy with the other.

"Man, I can't take this fuckin' around any more," Rick said.

"You can't?" Jack said, his eyebrows rising.

"Come on," his buddy said, jerking his head around.

Camey was breathing heavily through her nose, wondering what new pleasures they were going to visit on her.

"Get up higher," Jack said, moving around behind her and pushing her further forward. He climbed up behind her, grabbing the girl around the hipbones and angling her ass up higher. He touched her cunt with one forefinger and watched Camey go crazy. That touch was like acid on the tip of that stiff nub. She rolled he hips forward, arching her back.

"Man, oh, man," Jack moaned, spitting on both hands and greasing down his dick with saliva.

Rick, meanwhile, climbed onto the front of the desk, determined not to let another minute go by with his cock unattended. Reaching down, he took Camey's head in his hands once more and jerked it back. The young girl knew what he wanted by this time. Shutting her eyes, and giving herself up to that fingering in her cunt, she opened her mouth. In a second her cheeks bulged out with Rick's hot, throbbing dickmeat.

"Gonna fuck 'er in the ass now?" Rick asked, sawing his cock in and out of her mouth.

"Yeah, yeah," Jack whispered, gripping her asscheeks hard between his hands and angling his cock down. The wrinkled flesh surrounding that little hole glistened in front of him. Sucking in a deep breath and holding it, the young athlete hunched forward.