Unknown - Island of terror

His name was Tony, I learned. He tied a long vine around my throat, and another around Penny's. The two of us were led through the jungle, naked, with out hands tied behind us. We kept falling down, the rough jungle trail we were on wasn't very easy on two people without any shoes.

After a couple of hours, neither I nor Penny could walk much. Our feet were too covered in cuts and bruises. Tony threw me down against a low grass hill, cursing in disgust. He turned to one of the other boys.

"Cunningham, take Mike, and Joey, and go and find us two strong meat poles."

I didn't know what he meant at the time, and didn't have time to consider it. One of the boys dropped to his knees beside me and shoved my legs up against my chest. Then he drove his cock down into my hot, but dry fuck tunnel.

He grunted and strained as his cock made hard going of the dry inner walls of my pussy. After several minutes, my hole started to lubricate, and he got more power into his strokes. I heard Penny squeal in pain and turned to see her kneeling a few feet away.

Her head was pulled way, way back so her spine was bent and arched. A boy standing behind her was sliding his cock up and down between her lips, fucking it right down her throat. Another boy knelt in front of her. He held her two fat breasts in his hands and mashed and squashed them around his cock as he thrust it into her cleavage.

The boy fucking me came, and rolled off, letting my legs drop back flat on the grass. Another boy took his place, rolling me over onto my front and then pulling me to my knees. My hands were still tied behind me, so my weight came down on my head and shoulders, but he didn't care about that end of me.

My legs were pushed apart and his cock slammed down into my cunt hole from behind. His hands squeezed tightly around my waist as he drove his prong into me with long steady strokes. His hips splatted repeatedly against my buttocks, crushing them, squashing them.

He pumped furiously, his groin smashing into my splayed crotch with brutal, jarring force, his prick skewering my tortured cunny. Then he sprayed his jism down my hole and stood up, sighing, and doing up his pants.

Another boy knelt behind me and his cock pushed between my cuntlips and started fucking. Despite my fury and despair at getting caught, my pussy started to heat up. No matter how I felt, if my cunt was sufficiently ploughed, it seemed to take on a mind of its own.

I prayed silently for the boy to finish before I really heated up and he began feeling my spasming cunt around him. He was in no hurry though, driving his prong up and down my fuck tube with deliberate slowness.

I wasn't the only one who wanted him to hurry though.

"Come on Thompson," Tony grunted. "Hurry up and finish with that twat, we gotta get going." The one called Thompson grunted, and then sighed. His cock began moving into me with greater speed. Soon it was sawing back and forth inside me with enough power to send hot, quaking sensations through my body.

I could feel my belly burning with the need to cum. I fought as hard as I could, clamping down my muscles, thinking about things that were sad, and terrible, like plane crashes, and dead children. Nothing worked though. I was moving upward into a gale force orgasm.

Then his jism squirted out into me and he pulled away. I was left there on my knees, my chest heaving with the effort I was putting forth to hold back the cum. I hardly realized what was going on around me until the burning in my loins started to subside.

My wrists were untied, and then retied in front of me. Tony wound the vine around and around my wrists to a ridiculous extent. What did he think I was, Supergirl? He wound another vine around my ankles, tying them together and then winding about ten feet of vine around and around them, before tying it together. How in the hell did they think we were going to walk like this, I wondered.

The same thing was happening to Penny, and then the boys there, pulled her legs and hands up in the air and slid a long pole through them. They lifted the pole, dangling Penny from it like one of those old movies with cannibals in them.

I wondered for a brief second, whether we were going to be eaten or something. A second pole was slid between my legs and hands, and then I too was hauled into the air.

With a boy on each end of the pole, we trudged through the jungle. To say the position lacked dignity was a massive understatement. I swung back and forth from side to side, my going straight up in the air, along with my arms, my head hanging down behind me, filling with blood. I was extremely dizzy after a while, but the boys didn't care.

They changed pole bearers every little while. I didn't seem to be much of a burden to them, as they moved pretty fast. I got so dizzy from the blood rushing to my head that I started to get delirious.

The trail we were passing along was overgrown with every manner of bush and grass. In fact, it was hardly a trail at all. The boys carried us bouncing and jouncing through tall grass that was higher than our heads. In my delirious state, the brushing and rubbing of the grasses against my ass and pussy began to excite my body.

It was a very gentle caressing kind of movement. The grasses were swaying back and forth because of the passage of the boys in front of me. It never would have done more than cause mild excitement if I had been lucid. But in this state, hour after hour, it started building up an enormous head of steam in my pussy.

Those horrible, endless rubbing grasses were driving me insane as they kept massaging my defenseless crotch. The little flickering brushes were enough to turn my whole ass and crotch into a hyper sensitive, throbbing mass of quaking flesh, but they weren't enough to push me over the edge into orgasm.

Instead of cumming, and releasing all that heat, my fires just kept burning and burning, going higher and higher until my entire body pulsed and shivered with the passion within me.

I might have gone permanently insane if the boy on the front of the pole hadn't ignored a low bush in the center of the trail. It was really beneath his notice, since he just stepped over it. It was only about a foot or so off the ground.

My ass was only six inches or so off the ground though. As he carried me forward, the trunk of the little bush, which must have been several inches around, ran straight into the valley between my ass cheeks.

It hit dead center against my cuntmound with enough force to send a furious searing rush of sexual energy through my beleaguered frame. Instead of going around, he just pulled on the pole, jamming my crotch against the little bush hard.

I exploded. I screamed at the top of my lungs as my body was racked by uncontrollable contortions and convulsions. Every fibre of my body spasmed and flared as that terrible sexual heat was finally expelled.

He kept pulling and my body eventually pushed the bush forward and then went through it. It seared a white hot trail down between my buttocks until it scratched past my anus and was gone.

I made loud and weird noises, or so Penny told me later, and Tony came back to me and grabbed my head by the hair, jerking it upright. He obviously thought that I was acting like I was because of the way my head had been hanging down behind me.

He shoved my head through my arms so they would hold it upright, and I stared dazedly at my own chest and belly for a number of minutes while my head reeled with the sudden loss of blood.

My senses started to come back to me, and I became aware of the pain in my wrists and ankles. All my weight was being suspended by the vines around them, and they were starting to cut into my skin. My hands were already feeling cold from the lack of circulation.

Not long after that, we were being carried into the center of the camp. At first I didn't understand this, after all, we'd walked for almost two days, and here we were back in only a few hours.