Paul Gable: Summer camp in slavery

"No, oh nooooo…"

She had to stop. This was silly. This was unreal. She was a mature young lady, too old for this sort of nonsense. But breathing hard, watching herself in the mirror, remembering what she had witnessed in the cabin, Kathy couldn't keep her hands off herself.

"Uhhhhh… huhhhh!"

She began giggling a little, feeling the awesome power in her cunt. Her clit throbbed and tightened while the delicious tension surged through her pussy and spread like a wildfire through her belly. Her tummy and tits were so swollen with lust! Slowly the young teen brought one hand down to her pussy, spreading back her tight cunt-lips. Her fingertips were wet with the juice frothing from her dark, fuzzy hole. Ohhh, she was hot! She had never been this wet before in her young life! Kathy pulled her cunt-lips farther back, exposing the tiny, pulsing gland, touching her clit and feeling herself trembling like a bitch in heat against the sink.

Oh, oh, it was so good! Closing her eyes, she could still see Terri writhing on the bed, the belt coming down, reddening her ass-cheeks, leaving those beautiful long red marks on her back and tits! How the girl screamed and yowled each time the black leather bit into her flesh, making her body jerk and jump with delight.

Through the mist on the mirror created by her pumping breath Kathy saw her tits rise and fall, the nipples harden into two pebbles while her areolas turned a darker red. It was beautiful. She looked at herself and let out a little moan, easing two fingers into her cunt-hole again and again, making those fucking moves she had seen that mad animal make against Terri. How he had fucked her, drilling his cock into her cunt while still abusing her that way. And how she had loved it! Nothing in the world could have seemed better for the counselor than that beating!

"Ooooooh!"

Kathy wanted to touch herself all over. But both hands were full of that soft, tightly packed cunt throbbing between her probing fingers. So intense was her concentration that the girl didn't hear the sound of the outside door squeaking quietly open.

Her shoulders moved up and down as her stiff-tipped tits rubbed against the slick glass. The young teen shoved her fingers into her clenched fuck-hole while she flailed her clit with her thumbs. Ohhh, she was fucking herself this way, thinking of Terri and that man and how he had roped and beaten and fucked her!

That thought once more made her pinch her clit hard, feeling the electricity spark out and shoot down into her pussy. The muscles convulsed, grabbing hold of her fucking fingers. Kathy let out a sigh, sawing her cunt while she twisted her swollen clit between her thumb and forefinger. It was heaven, doing this to herself while still thinking of Ted and the way she looked stretched out on that bed. Kathy whimpered, sticking her fingers in deeper and deeper, losing her mind as she gasped, sobbed and groaned in the throes of her lust.

The man drawing near to her in the shadows went unseen by the young teen as she breathed hard, plunging her fingers in hard and giving her clit a final jerk. As the climax exploded in her belly, she sighed loudly, leaning her forehead against the cold glass. Her ass-cheeks danced while the small, firm cheeks slapped together. She was still on her toes, wrenching her hips while more hot juice boiled over her thickly curled cunt-mound and oozed down her thighs. She half-laughed, half-sobbed as the last of her passion exploded, making her flex her thighs against the rim of the sink.

"Uhhhhh!"

Kathy stopped for a moment, thinking she had finished with herself. And then an image crossed her mind. It was Terri again. Terri roped and beaten, thrashing helplessly around like a speared fish while that man whipped her into whimpering submission. And then he had fucked her in the mouth, forcing her to suck his thing, and then drink it all down as he pumped his jizz into her.

That image of rape set the young girl going once more. Her hands grabbed her large tits, squeezing them hard while her belly heaved. Her ass-cheeks clenched and unclenched while the balls of her feet danced over the floor. She cried out a second time, nearly collapsing to the floor as a second climax washed over her.

"So, you're still hot after watchin' us? Or, maybe that's what's turnin' you on."

Kathy screamed, wheeling around while covering her tits and cunt. She stepped back, slapping her ass-cheeks against the sink as she tried to avoid the big man's reach. It was him, the one who had been beating and then fucking Terri! He was standing there, big as life, his broad frame seeming to fill the room. He had a white cotton T-shirt stretched taut over his broad chest. His fingers clenched and unclenched as he rocked back and forth on his feet.

"I followed you back here before I went back to take care of Ted. You got an eyeful. Gotta make sure you don't start spreadin' shit around." He took another step toward her.

"If you touch me, I'll… I'll scream," Kathy threatened. Surely someone would hear her if she shouted loudly enough.

His face darkened, his lips tightening while a kind of perverse light glimmered in his eyes. The odd excitement transmitted itself to Kathy who still stood there, covering herself as best she could while staring wide-eyed at the big man. It was like a nightmare come true, unfolding itself right in front of her.

"Try it… just try to open that yap of yours and I'll shut it for good!" he threatened, raising one hand in the air threateningly.

It was a sharp, hoarse, hissing voice that greeted her now. And when Kathy opened her mouth, about to defy him and cry for help, the hand came down, slapping her hard across the cheek. The teen screamed, her head snapping to one side. She stretched out her hands desperately for balance, her knees buckling. With a groan, Kathy sank to the floor, covering her face while drawing her legs back and kicking at the big man trying to grab her.

"Bitch!"

"No, no, get away, away…"

She was kicking at him, grabbing at the plumbing beneath the sink for support. He lowered his head, wrapping his fingers around her ankles and pulling her out with a sharp jerk. Kathy tried fending him off. But he was on top of her, his fists pummeling her face, her tits, her belly.

"You're not gonna get away from Matt Hathaway… no way that's gonna happen."

When he tried to pick her up, Kathy screamed again, one leg kicking over a tall green metal trash container. Cursing, he backhanded her twice, his knuckles bruising her cheeks and chin, the force of those blows temporarily stunning the teen into silence.

"Better."

Grabbing her nightie from the floor, Matt slipped one hand under the teen and scooped her from the tiles, carrying her from the bathroom area outside. Kathy's head lolled from side to side, the girl catching half-glimpses of the silhouetted pine trees nearby and the full moon silvering the deserted countryside.

"No… oh, I'll scream, I'll…"

He gagged her with a filthy handkerchief, shoving it deep in her mouth, then wrapping a piece of tape around her head, fixing it firmly.

Matt pressed her against the car now, her ass flat against the cold steel. She could feel the door handle working against her ass-cheeks as the big stud reached around and opened his side of the car.

"You're not gonna fuck around and mess things up for me and the others," he panted, hefting her into the passenger side of the car, his fingers slipping once down between her thighs and pressing against her cunt-mound.

At that point Kathy felt an electric charge seeping from her clit and making the rest of her pussy muscles spasm. She felt her ass sinking deeply into the seat as she raised her hands to pull from the steering wheel, grabbing her by the wrists and jerking her forward violently until her forehead slammed against the dashboard.