Blake Garfield - Cheerleader in chains

She had never felt anything like the rolling of the ball bearings inside her. Every step she took brought pain flowing out of her pussy and asshole, but it also brought lightning bolts of pleasure. The blasts of pleasure were trying her mind, making it hard to remember just what happened and how she'd gotten here.

Cars bracketed her on every side. Kids leaned out of the windows, screaming at Linda, laughing at her, grabbing at her ass and tits. Kids climbed onto the hood of the car right behind her and whipped their belts from their pants. Linda almost fell at the first crack of leather against her shuddering asscheeks. She tried to run faster, but there was no escaping the kids who surrounded her.

"Hey!" Suzy shouted, pulling a bag from under same garbage in the back of Jerry's truck. The bag was too big for the sexy little blonde to pick up, but she scooted it around so that the other kids could get a look at it. "Manure! Hey, Jerry, think your dad would miss a bag of manure?"

"Shit no," Jerry said, then laughed at his joke. He handed Suzy a knife back out the window. "Give the city girl a taste of country living."

"Hey, bitch, look this way!" a boy called, and when Linda turned her head in his direction he spit in her face. "Lick your lips, slut! Lick down that spit!"

"Bastards!" Linda hissed, her pussy on fire with lust, her back and ass blazing under the savage whipping the kids were giving her. "You dirty bastards! I hate you! I hate you!"

"But we love your tits, hot-ass," a boy said, leaning out of a car beside Linda. He whipped her jiggling tits with his belt.

When the first boy ducked his head back inside the car, another leaned out and squirted a mouthful of soda into Linda's face. He slapped her tits with his bare hand, almost toppling forward out of the car. On the other side, a boy reached out and pinched her ass so hard that Linda howled in pain. Behind her, there were three kids blistering her ass with their belts. It seemed to the tormented young beauty that torture lay in every direction. The only path that seemed free was straight ahead, and Linda ran forward so fast that the rope that connected her to the truck went slack.

"All right, pig-tits," Suzy said with a giggle, scooping out a huge handful of manure from the bag. "Come closer, you sow! Closer! Come on, come on – yeah!"

Linda almost toppled onto her ass when the huge handful of manure thumped into her face. It scattered into her eyes and streaked back over her cheeks and tumbled into her open, gasping mouth. Linda spit and choked and gagged, her eyes filling with tears. Before she could recover, another handful hit her. After that she was running straight into a storm of shit.

But the pain and degradation didn't stop the itching fingers of pleasure tickling through her cunt and asshole. Linda jerked at the shocks of pleasure that crackled through her. Her cunt was squeezing the balls inside it, rolling them back and forth with strong muscular contractions. Her ass was working even harder on the two dozen balls that lined its narrow chute, jerking them down until the leather belt stopped them.

Linda screamed, the sound a throaty mixture of torment and rapture. The tortured girl's nipples had stiffened into fleshy spikes and her face was flushed red with pain and excitement. Her breath hissed in and out in equal measures of lust and exhaustion. The manure Suzy was pelting her with, the belts that whipped her ass and thighs, the kids that leaned out of their cars to hurt her tits and spit in her face, none of that mattered anymore. The rolling of the ball bearings in her cunt and asshole had overwhelmed everything else.

Her first orgasm buzzed through her like a powerful electrical shock. Linda's big brown eyes rolled. Her mouth dropped open, twin trails of saliva coursing down from the corners of her lips. She stumbled, losing speed until the rope jerked her back to movement. She rubbed her meaty thighs together and her lush asscheeks flexed powerfully under the slaps of the belts.

Her cry trailed off into a long, low moan of sexual pleasure.

"The big-titted cow's getting off!" Debbie yelled from the car just to Linda's left. "The whore's cumming!"

"Make her go faster," Suzy said, throwing a wad of manure into the climaxing cheerleader's face. "We're never going to get to the farm this way! Make her go faster, Jerry! She's having too much fun!"

Jerry smiled and sped up to almost ten miles an hour. He kicked up a spray of rocks as he turned onto a gravel road. Linda yelped in pain and surprise when the sharp rocks bit into her full tits and tender belly. She cried out in deeper despair when the lasso pulled tight and jerked her forward faster.

It was twice as hard for Linda to run on the gravel than it had been on the concrete. The rocks were constantly shifting under her bare feet, and every few steps a sharp stone would gouge her sensitive soles. At ten miles an hour she was running as fast as she could, and in a few yards she was gasping for breath, sweat pouring off her stacked, straining body.

The kids made even more fun of Linda now that she was being forced to run faster. One of the kids on the car behind her flipped his belt around in his hands and whipped the buckle into the soft flesh of her ass. When the sharp steel gouged her tender flesh, Linda screamed in wrenching pain. A guy got up on his knees in the back seat of the car on her right and stuck his cock out the window. His stream of piss splashed all over Linda's right side. It streamed down over her side and stomach and dribbled off her softly rounded ass. The other kids were spitting on her and screaming at her. Everywhere Linda looked she saw a jeering, lusting face.

Linda groaned in pain as she ran. She had never liked running. Even with a heavy bra on, her tits bounced painfully when she ran. Without a bra, her tits were bouncing wildly up and down and from side to side. Her tits bounced around like soft twin pillows being wielded by a pair of pillow-fighting children. Every jerk and jump sent waves of absolute agony shooting through the big mounds, and the pain traveled back through Linda's chest and into her shoulders and neck. With her arms pinned to her sides by the lasso, there was nothing Linda could do to stop the terrible pain, and she cried out in hopeless anguish with every step she took.

Something else was happening too. The faster she ran, the faster the ball bearings in her cunt and asshole rolled against her flesh and clacked against each other. Pussy-cream flowed out over the swollen pink lips of Linda's cunt as her orgasm faded to sparks and a new one started buzzing through her. Her pussy manipulated the metal balls like a skilled hand, rolling and clicking them over each other.

There were balls pressing on her clit from both sides, rolling over and over with the frenzied motions of Linda's legs and the skilled twisting of her cunt. Shocks of pleasure radiated out through her straining body, driving her forward, madly lusting, behind the truck.

"Bastards!" she screamed, outraged by the fact that her body had so completely betrayed her. "Sons of bitches! Assholes! Motherfuckers!"

Sweat stung her eyes and her thighs dripped with her pussy-cream. It was as though she was viewing the world through a fog. Linda blinked her eyes and rubbed her legs wetly together, trying to clear her vision and drive the maddening lust from her overheated cunt.

She stumbled forward desperately as the run took its toll on her body. A huge orgasm crackled through her body, making it harder than ever for her to keep her legs moving forward. Her ass twitched madly from side to side, her tight shitter clasping frantically at the ball bearings that filled it. Pain and lust and fatigue were all working together on the beautiful cheerleader, wearing her down both mentally and physically.