Unknown - The big whip-off

Or else he enjoyed demonstrating how helpless Denise was by taking her body inch by humiliating inch.

He wasn't only ripping her clothes off, he was shredding her pride away in layers. And laughing at her helplessness as he did it!

The other man was climbing out of the van. He hurried over with two cameras hanging from straps slung over his shoulders. One was a 35 mm and the other was an instant camera. Both looked like toys because this second man looked just as big and strong as her captor was. A thought Denise didn't find very comforting.

"Now get his pants open and fish his cock out!" The new man looked at Denise's exposed tits, then down to the camera he had in his hand. "Ahh, come on Andy! Why do I have to do that part? How come I never get to do the girl?"

"Cause I'm fucking in charge. And if you don't do it, I'll knock your fucking teeth out. Is that clear?"

"Yeah, yeah. Big talk… big man." The muttering helper opened the driver's door and started working on Alex while Andy continued stripping Denise down. "Like to see you mouth off to the boss like that. Then you'd…"

"Shut the fuck up! Just get his cock out. And get it looking hard while you're down there, maggot!"

Denise couldn't help but wonder at the strength of the men who were taking her. From their looks they had to be body builders or something. The one called Andy certainly was showing no problems in manhandling her around. At the moment he had her slung over his shoulder, easily pulling off her shoes and socks. It also turned out to be a good position for him to yank off her jeans and panties.

Leaving her as naked as a newborn in his arms.

And just as helpless!

"Ok, it's show time."

Andy's buddy was more than happy to move out of the way so Denise could be set down to the ground next to open car door. It was just as if the man was bending around a Barbie doll as he twisted Denise into the pose he wanted. It didn't take much to get her down to her knees. Posing her to make it appear as if she were leaning over to take Alex's cock into her open mouth.

They were both the perfect models. Neither Denise or Alex could move by themselves. And the cameras focused on them clicked away. First one, then the other.

"Did you get both of their faces in the shot?" Andy asked.

"Yeah, yeah. I know what I'm doing. I got it all. He even looks like he's having a good time. See for yourself," the helper said wistfully as he looked at the beautiful girl, handing some of the instant photos back over his shoulder to Andy.

"Great. Get another couple just to be sure. And hey, why not get artistic?"

Andy moved one of Alex's hands around so it looked like he was fondling one of Denise's boobs. Then he turned the blonde around so he could move her hand down between her legs.

"Wow! That's one hot babe there," the photographer said. "Gets so hot while she's blowing the guy, she can't keep her fingers out of her snatch!" Denise wanted to cry. Never had she been so humiliated. She hated being a prisoner in her own body like this.

"Don't worry. Your friend there don't know a thing. We used a different kind of drug on him. He's just gonna wake up with his pud hanging out and a lot of explaining to do," Alex explained. Making it sound as if he was meaning to comfort Denise.

Only he wasn't!

This might be the most embarrassing situation she'd ever been in, but if Alex had been awake during it, he'd be able to tell her father how terrible it had been for her. Then Denise's father would tear up the country side searching for her.

"O.K. enough of this shit!" Andy grabbed hold of Denise, lifting up off the ground. "Get the back door open."

The photographer quickly obeyed, getting out Andy's way as he shoved past with Denise in his arms. The big man wasn't exactly gentle as he laid the naked girl down on the back seat.

After the thump of hitting the hard springs, Denise was quick to notice that just because she couldn't move didn't mean she didn't feel pain. It almost seemed as if her nerves were more sensitive than usual. Signaling to her if her body couldn't operate normally, it concentrated on whatever sensations it could find.

Even worse was as much as she hated it, Denise's body was tingling with every touch of Andy's hands!

Hands that were everywhere on her smooth skin as the muscle bound creep posed her once more. He had her laying across the rear bench seat, legs spread and ready for a good filling.

"Naw! Can't see her face good enough. Get me something to lean her against," Andy snarled.

The other man pulled a canvas sports bag out of the van and handed it to Andy. "Yeah, perfect," the big man said as he jammed it in behind the girl's back. Raising her head and shoulders for the cameras to look at.

The photographer snapped off some quick shots of Denise rubbing and squeezing her breasts, fingering her clit, and then a few of her begging her unseen lover to come do her hard.

"Great. Now let's get the hell out of here. We've been pushing our luck as it is."

Andy looked over a handful of the instant pictures, pulling out some of the raunchiest ones which he tucked into the jacket pocket of Alex's suit. He tossed two more onto the front seat just for good measure. Reaching into the back seat, two large hands pulled Denise out. Easily muscling her onto a thin pad in the back of the waiting van.

Denise lay exactly where Andy placed her, straining to get her body to move in any fashion at all. Not meeting with the slightest success.

Silently screaming curses at the man in her mind for having spread her out like this. Denise tried once more to close legs which were wide open. Leaving her pussy open for anyone to look at. Or take!

She heard the slamming of car doors and felt as Andy climbed into the back of the van with her.

"Come on! Get us the hell out of here!" he shouted.

The engine roared to life, the van bolting forward. But it didn't get far before Andy yelled out again. "STOP! Forgot the fucking bag!"

Braking, the photographer threw the van in reverse. Andy jumped out the side door, returning seconds later with the canvas bag in his hand.

"The boss would have had both of our asses if you'd left this behind," Andy growled. "ME?! What makes it my fault? You were…"

"Shut-the-fuck-up and drive!" The van took off once more, going fast but not quick enough to burn rubber. Not doing a thing to draw attention to them as they made their retreat.

Andy gave a quick check to his watch. "Still got about twelve minutes before I gotta listen to you bitch again," he said to Denise.

It wasn't hard for her to see how he was looking her body over. Even in the dim light she could see the bulge of the man's growing erection. Andy was making no secret of the fact he wanted her.

His intentions became more clear as he tugged down the zipper on his pants. Hauling out the biggest damn cocks Denise had ever imagined!

If it weren't for the fact she had no choice in what was going on here, if she had met this man in a bar and had discovered by accident how large his male equipment was, she might have been willing to be the one doing the jumping. Just to see if it was real.

As it was, Denise was filled with loathing. There was no way she wanted any part of the massive side of beef heading her way. She only wished she had use of her body again. That she had some way to ward this man off before he…

Fell down on top of her!

His cock heading right between the thighs he had so thoughtfully opened earlier. Slicing so deeply into her, Denise would have been howling in ecstasy, or pain, if she could have opened her mouth.

Or ripping his eyes out if she could have moved her hands!

All of her automatic responses were certainly working. Her body had already been responding from Andy's touch. By the time she had seen his cock moving towards her, Denise's pussy was sopping wet, eager to try and take his giant sized cock on.