Robert Jenkins - Tied up and teased

"Now me," said Barth.

The ugly man still had his finger deep inside Ellen's wriggling little asshole. The finger was rough, and she twisted in agony. She was afraid to lift her head, so all she got was the sight of his pulsing cock.

"No, please, I feel sick…" she started to complain, but before she could say another word the man had lifted her up with his imbedded finger, making her head fall forward onto his dripping cock.

Ellen's jaws ached from the sucking she had just been forced to perform, but now there was another massive dick in her mouth. The second cock was even bigger than the first, and she was choking on it. She made sure she kept her mouth open wide and didn't bite.

Barth seemed even more horny than Arthur. His cock pulsed and throbbed, and she could feel the heat burn the inside of her mouth.

He moved his cock with his hips, and he swung his big body back and forth, fucking her tight little mouth as if it were a cunt. Arthur just sat and grinned, enjoying the spectacle of the helpless teenager being forced to eat cock.

Her rosy-red lips encased the meat tube, and her foamy saliva frothed as she worked on the cock. He pushed his dick so far down her throat that it seemed to reach her stomach.

He wasted no time in having his orgasm. He gave a low grunt, and then a massive load of hot cum poured out of his dick and filled Ellen's mouth. The man came and came, and there seemed to be no end to the flood of hot cum pouring down her throat. This load of sperm was even more vile-tasting than the first. It burned her throat as she frantically swallowed to get it all down.

"Ahhhh!" he said loudly. Then he picked the girl up by her hair and threw her to the floor of the car.

Barth grinned and looked at his partner.

"Not bad at all," he said.

"A natural. That little cunt really knows how to suck cock."

"I don't think we ought to dump her too quick," said Arthur. "Having a little cunt like that around to suck our cocks could prove somewhat amusing."

Ellen, sprawled nude on the dirty floor of the car, was in tears. Her throat burned from the men's jism, and little flecks of the horrible stuff dripped out of her nose. She was now positive that these two men were dangerous lunatics. She wished she could get Ricky's help, but he was still tied helpless in the back of the car.

The two men finished their conference. It was decided that Ellen and Ricky would be taken to the city, and placed in the car of the man named Martin.

Ellen was terrified at this prospect, but before she could realize what was going on, she had been picked up and dumped into the back of the Jeep with her boyfriend. The two nude teenagers were tied together in a sixty-nine position, helplessly bound by thick itchy ropes.

Ellen's mouth was right on top of Ricky's shriveled cock, and his mouth was jammed into the warm and dripping gash of Ellen's cunt. Ellen was horrified to discover that the ordeal had actually gotten her sexually aroused. She tried to block the episode from her mind. She could not bear the thought that her brutal oral rape had turned her on.

Ellen wanted to talk to Ricky, but she found that she could not move her lips without allowing their moist softness to graze Ricky's imprisoned dick. And Ricky could hot say anything without his lips caressing Ellen's cunt.

Ellen decided that she had to communicate with Ricky, even at the risk of arousing him. The two brutal kidnapers had already started the car, and she could feel it speeding down the highway.

Ricky's cock felt hard and warm against her lips. He had gotten terribly excited by the feel of her mouth, even though he was scared. She began to talk, all the while involuntarily blowing her teenage lover.

"Ricky," she whispered, her lips grazing his cock-head.

"I can hear you, Ellen," he whispered, his mouth full of warm pussy.

"We have to get the hell out of here," she moaned.

"I know. Maybe I can bite through these ropes."

"Quiet. Maybe they can hear you," she said.

Ricky's cock was now hard and long. The thick purple head of his dick had entered her mouth, and it was getting harder and harder for her to talk.

The juice in her cunt were also beginning to flow. Ricky had to lap the pussy juice off his chin in order to talk properly.

"Where are they taking us?" he asked, his face full of pussy.

"They said something about going to the city. I think they want to get rid of you," she said.

"I'm really scared. They seem like a pair of cons or something," he said.

In spite of his fear, he could feel his cock entering her warm mouth. Ellen still had to gulp in tremendous amounts of air, and the action of her mouth was heating up the blood of the bound young stud. Without thinking, Ricky began to move his hips back and forth. The warm heat made his cock pulse and throb.

Ellen knew that Ricky couldn't help himself. He was ashamed of the way he was acting, but the purely physical reaction of cock in mouth was having its effect on the helpless young man.

Ellen was almost disgusted. She had just been forced to blow two strange men, and now there was another cock in her mouth, the cock of her supposed protector. She wanted to bite on it, just to make him stop, but before she could, Ricky began to cream right in her mouth. He shut his eyes and began to lap on her pussy, sucking the tasty juice pouring from the hot little gash.

"Arrrgghh!" he moaned.

Spurt after spurt of cum gushed into Ellen's mouth, and she shut her eyes and moaned to herself. She made no attempt to swallow, and she allowed the white juice to drip out of her open mouth, even as Ricky pushed against her to increase his own perverse pleasure.

There was no way to hide the sound of the intense lust in the back of the Jeep.

Barth turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of the rampant dick, shooting its load deep into the throat of the young girl.

"What the fuck is going on back there?" he said. He poked his partner in the ribs. "Hey, Arthur, stop the car! That little bitch can't get enough dick! Now she's blowing the little asshole!" he exclaimed.

The car ground to a halt, and the two men looked at the sordid scene. Ricky had his eyes closed, and was still thrusting his cock into his girlfriend's throat. His face was buried in her twat.

The two men smiled at each other, enjoying the sight of their captive little cocksucker.

Ellen was now completely disgusted. She felt betrayed by everyone. Ricky had proved to be a little bastard. Instead of helping her out, he had cum in her mouth, the same as her brutal captors. The tears began to well out of her eyes. She no longer gave a shit about Ricky, or anything else. As far as she was concerned, he was just another bastard.

Barth leaned over and grabbed Ricky by the hair, and glared at him.

"Did you see the plate number of our Jeep, asshole?" Barth asked.

"No," answered the nearly delirious teenager.

"Lucky for you, asshole," said Barth. The man brought his fist back and let Ricky have a powerhouse punch to the face. The blow put Ricky out like a light. Then Barth took a huge knife from the glove compartment and slicked the ropes that bound the boy.

Arthur gave Barth a hand. They picked up the unconscious boy and threw him out of the Jeep. He landed with a sickening thud on the grassy knoll, at the side of the highway.

"That ought to hold the little bastard," said Barth.

"Do you think he got our plate number?" asked Arthur.

"Now. And the way he acted he won't even remember the way we looked. I don't think we'll have to worry about him at all," he added.

Ellen still lay in the back of the car, bound, nude and helpless. She was actually glad that they had gotten rid of Ricky. He had turned out to be no good after all. He was just as bad as the rest of them.