Paul Gable: Trained, chained cousins

Abbey choked and gagged, praying God that somehow she'd be spared this humiliation, this degrading act Al was about to foist on her. But secretly the teen knew nothing would stop them. The boys were looking out on the road all the time to make sure no one came into the woods without them knowing about it. Her aunt wouldn't become too concerned for a while and by then they would have finished with her! Abbey shook her head and screamed once more. But Al quickly dropped that awful hand back over her mouth, threatening to knock her teeth in if she didn't keep quiet.

"Now you be real nice and you're probably gonna enjoy this as much as we do.”

"No, no!”

Al’s wet mouth slobbered all over her ear as he dropped beside her and fumbled with the buttons of her white blouse.

"You be a nice girl and I'm gonna give you a gift. It's gonna be somethin' nice and hard and hot. You'll learn to love what I'm gonna shoot into you. And when I'm not around, you're gonna wish you had me here.”

Abbey felt her tummy muscles tightening. That would never happen! She could never think of a time in the future when she'd want this deviate near her.

His breath stank of beer and decay. He had her twisted around now, her belly on the soft ground while he climbed on top of her. Abbey twisted her face to one side, her hot cheek pressing against a layer of fallen leaves. Her knees sank into the soft dirt while the other boys gathered around to watch. Abbey groaned and the hand around her mouth relaxed a little, the other staying tangled in her hair, keeping her close to the ground.

She heard him panting like some horrid animal in her right ear, his crotch rubbing up against her ass. She saw several pairs of feet moving around her head. There was no way she could pull her face up from the ground without causing herself more pain. Every move she made was rewarded by a sharp tug at her hair.

The hand around her mouth finally slipped away and Abbey let out a groan of relief. Her skirt had slipped up until the hem was gathered around the lower swells of her ass and she could feel his Levi's and bare legs now.

"Oh God!”

His cock! She could feel that awful thing sliding up and down the back of her right thigh! And she could feel his fingers rubbing up against the thin soft material of her panties, pushing it into the narrow ass crack. Abbey flushed a deep red, feeling her face burning with shame and embarrassment as the young farmboy wriggled suggestively atop her.

"Man, oh man, this little girl's built!" he panted, slipping one hand inside the right leg-band of her panties.

Abbey cringed, curling her fingers into two tight fists and pressing them hard against her chin.

Al enjoyed her horror, her disgust of him and his buddies. He squeezed her ass, pinching the girl so hard until she squealed like a kicked pig.

"Eaghgghghh!”

The others roared with laughter, mocking her as her cry turned into a sob. That hand that had pinched her began moving all around her now, feeling on down her thigh, then back up to her ass.

His knees were on top of the backs of her legs now, pressing down firmly and hard, hurting her. Abbey let out another cry as she felt her panties being stretched up against her crotch. Only then did she feel an odd twinge of sensation in her cunt caused by the cotton crotchband snugging up between her pussy lips.

When Al ran his fingers down and tried to slip them around to her pussy, the girl clamped her legs together. The stench of his breath became overpowering as he twisted more of her hair with the one hand while forcing her thighs apart with his other. The girl fought with every bit of her strength. Beads of perspiration dotted her forehead while the veins stood out in her neck. But the farmboy was far stronger than she and finally Al forced his knees between hers, spreading her thighs apart.

His hands moved down, the one sliding under her elastic legband and moving down from her asshole. In a moment Abbey felt him rubbing his rough right index fingertip up against the bottom junction of her cuntlips. The girl groaned, closing her eyes in defeat while she felt the sour bile in her throat. She swallowed hard, determined not to give these boys a bigger show than she already had.

"Oh, man, she's nice and warm down there. You a virgin, baby?”

Abbey breathed hard, unable to answer at first. "Y-y-yes," she stammered finally.

"Gonna make things messy, but it's gonna be fun plowin' this field.”

Abbey squirmed and writhed, still trying to pull away from him. But Al had a good tight grip on her hair, yanking back now and then and laughing at her cries. She could feel the boy's jabbing cock shove into the junction between her thighs. All that separated his cock from her cunt were her panties right now. Al shoved down once more, reaching around and tugging up her briefs until the crotchband had halved her cunt. Once more the girl felt that tingling sensation just around her clit. What on earth was happening to her!

"Poor little girl," he said mockingly. "You oughtta be smilin', knowin' what's gonna happen to you.”

"Get that skirt and panties off her," Paul whispered, shoving his Levi' s down and revealing his long, skinny cock.

Al muttered in assent, grabbing the bottom of her blouse. Yanking it, he tore it open, popping two of the buttons off and sliding it from her shoulders. Abbey groaned more loudly when she felt him fumbling with the rear snap of her bra. Her full, high-riding tits tumbled out, pillowing flat against the ground and for the first time the girl was glad she was on the ground face-down. At least that way she was spared the boys' leering looks at her naked tits.

"Man, big tits-nice tits," Al muttered, sliding his hands around and cupping her tits while he shoved his cock up against her ass.

He bit her neck, making her scream in pain while he rubbed his fingertips over and over her hardening red nipples. At times he pinched them while humping into her, telling her all the terrible things he was going to do to her.

The talking, the nipple-fingering, the dry humping against her ass were doing something awful to Abbey, something the girl just couldn't fathom. Her cunt was beginning to heat up and tingle! Abbey jerked like a maniac still trying to spring loose. But she could no longer ignore the slick rub of her virgin cunt lips against one another. What was happening?

Abbey let out a cry as she felt his fingers pulling at the crotch of her panties. The material stickily pulled away, sliding down past her hipbones, her knees, her ankles. Pulling her skirt off was easy for Al and in a moment Abbey found herself face down on the ground, stark naked. The chilling breezes rustling through the pines made her flesh pucker up into goose-pimples.

"Oh yeahhhh," the boys sighed, staring at her full, naked body.

"They all want you," Al whispered in one ear, biting her lobe. "Maybe I'll turn you over to 'em after I'm through.”

Survive! Live through this! Abbey urged herself. She would surely wreak a terrible revenge on them all for her pain. She would only have to live through this gang-rape and then… and then they'd be sorry!

"No!" she screamed as loud as she could.

"You yell again like that and I'll punch your fuckin' ribs till they break!" he threatened.

Al had been fingering her pussy, working the index finger greedily between her cuntlips, smoothing the tip between her inner and outer labes.

"Christ! Look at that cunt!" Paul said, kneeling down next to the girl.

"Yeah, somethin' that pretty should be used. It's fuckin' against the law, I think, leavin' somethin' like that untouched for so long.”

"Gonna fuck her now?”

"Yeah. Can't wait any longer, man," Al answered, rubbing his cockhead against the girl's ass.