Paul Gable: Summer camp in slavery

But Matt and Sid were determined. The younger man helped Sid pulling the resisting Kathy through the brambles, ignoring her shrieks of pain as her body ripped through the hard stinging branches. When they got her into a clearing, the men dropped her, Matt kicking her hard in the belly to ensure she wouldn't think of getting up and making a break for it. Kathy doubled up with the force of that blow, his boot bruising her organs and knocking the wind from her. Then, before she could recover, someone stuffed that awful handkerchief back into her mouth. She screamed at them both, jerking her knees back and flailing her feet at the men, trying to knock them away.

"Look how she is, man. She's just beggin' to have somethin' good and hard in her ass and in her cunt," Sid said, reaching down and pinching her nipple hard.

Kathy screamed, arching her back and pushed her head against the ground. He was defiling her, putting his filthy hands on her body and touching her in places only her future husband or lover should. Her face flushed with rage and disgust while the men continued to paw her naked body. They both squatted, holding her down by the knees and shoulders.

Kathy groaned, her eyes big, unblinking, while pulses erupted in her throat, tits and thighs. Sid was working his fingers over her thighs now, smoothing the silken white flesh with the backs of his fingers, then brushing his knuckles up against her pussy-hairs. Kathy fought the feeling starting to tighten in her cunt muscle. Her clit was growing itchy again, a throbbing pulse beginning deep in her pussy and spreading slowly up to her cunt-mouth.

Her body was betraying her, and the girl cried for that. Looking up, she saw Sid had a knife as well. He reached over again and fondled her tit, hefting it, then squeezing the tit until Kathy let out a cry. It was when he started massaging the stiff tip with the tip of his knife blade that the girl struggled back, fearing she would lose control of her bladder and her sphincters.

Strangely enough, thrills of sensation passed from the areolas along her nerve endings and into her cunt. She felt herself begin to boil down there. What was happening to her? God in heaven, was she turning into some kind of pervert, some kind of animal just as they were? The thought flashed into her mind and terrified Kathy nearly as much as Matt's and Sid's knives did. She pushed the idea back, unable to cope with it yet as she struggled against the men and fought for her life!

Kathy wanted to explain to them she wasn't a whore. She wasn't a bad girl like Ted who obviously had enjoyed fucking. But it was impossible for her to say a word, even if she could. They were beyond listening. Their pants were down now, their cocks stiff and hard, bobbing in front of her face shamelessly.

Kathy had seen them – long, thick, with that fat bulbous head so satiny, so purple, looking as if it would explode! She had never seen anything quite like that before in her life! And there they were, wagging their cocks in front of her as if there weren't a thing in the world wrong with it!

"No!"

She wriggled away from them once more, sliding forward on her knees and falling backward into the brush. She screamed, fighting against the branches tangling her hair and scratching her flesh. The men laughed, grabbing hold of her once more and pulling her back into the clearing.

"She likes to fight. We can't have somethin' like that when we fuck her."

"Got some rope. Be right back."

Sid left for a moment, scrambling up the side of the ditch and running for the cabin, his cock wagging like a tree limb in a storm. Matt threw himself on top of her, squeezing her tits while fucking his cock back and forth over her cuntslit. Kathy screamed, throwing her head back and chewing down on the gag. She could feel the meaty fat head of his cock pressing against her clit, making electricity seep from the stiff button and spark into her cunt.

She knew she shouldn't feel things like this. It just wasn't right! Her mother had hinted at things like this more than once, too embarrassed to go into detail. But Kathy knew that her feelings were somehow sluttish. Again she tried wriggling away from the man, but his grip on her shoulders and the way his legs were pinning hers against the soft, moist ground kept her prisoner.

"Here. This oughtta keep 'er still."

Sid was back. Getting up, Matt flung her against an ash tree, laughing as her arms flew about the trunk while her knees gave out. Kathy started to sink to the ground, her fingernails clawing at the bark. The men held her back up, tying her wrists together.

"We can't fuck her like that," Sid said, scratching his head.

"Not 'less we fuck 'er in the ass," Matt considered, reaching down and sticking one finger up into her tight little shitter.

Kathy came alive once more, her eyes rounding while her mouth tore open and let out a shriek. She could feel that digit worming around in her shitter, the fingernail scraping against her smooth tight bowel lining. A lewd shot of heat blasted from her violated ass into her cunt, making the muscles clamp shut while her clit throbbed with forbidden delight.

"Maybe she's got maggots in the ass," Sid said with a cruel laugh.

"Then how…"

"Yeah, I see a way."

Kathy's curiosity was aroused. The chill, bizarre mood that had colored her mind was growing darker in her soul. The thought of being raped by these animals was as exciting as it was revolting for her. Twisting her head around to see better, Kathy saw the men jacking off, looking at her naked body roped there helpless to the tree. Sweat made her naked ass glisten as she pressed against the wide trunk. To her utter surprise, the rough bark scratched against her thighs pleasurably. She bent her knees a little, opening wide enough to get her clit against the rough exterior. She was disgracing herself in front of these men and not even thinking twice about doing it!

"Look! She's fuckin' the tree," Sid said, pointing to Kathy and throwing back his head with a sharp laugh.

"We gotta make 'er stop, or she's gonna knock the old fucker down."

"Yeah, seems the younger they are, the worse they are," Sid agreed.

Kathy thought she could hear the hiss of leather being scraped along the rough fabric of someone's pants. Then she knew she heard the snap of a belt being doubled. Again she turned her head around just in time to catch sight of Matt standing spread-legged behind her, snapping the doubled belt against his thigh. It was almost the same scene as with Ted, she thought wryly, except she was the one roped helpless in front of the big man.

"This oughta stop you from fuckin' wend shit like that tree."

"Unnnffff!"

He took another step, his boots sinking into the carpeting of leaves. Kathy hugged the tree more tightly, feeling a piece of bark cuffing into her pussy. The leather hissed in the air, slicing through the dark chill that had begun to permeate the forest. The belt arched down, slapping dryly against her naked ass-flesh. Kathy had never felt pain like that before in her life! She threw back her head, her back arching while her knees snapped against the tree trunk. Her toes curled into the soft ground as she let out a howl through her gag. The pain shot up from her ass-cheeks up into her cunt and ass. Clawing at the tree, Kathy prayed that God would end this misery for her soon.

"And that's for spyin' on me and the others. God only knows how long she's been creepin' around, watchin' us."

The belt snapped back, then sliced back down, criss-crossing the area injured in the first smack. Kathy tightened her ass, raising her asscheeks into two clenched fists. Gooseflesh erupted. Her cunt snapped shut while her clit tingled, waiting for the next blow. It came with a deadly force, cutting the flesh, raising a large ugly purple welt. Kathy slammed forward against the giant tree, biting into the gag while the rag nearly choked her when she inhaled. She was dizzy, swirls of light exploding in her head as the men continued beating her ass and calling her terrible names.