Blake Garfield - Raped virgin cheerleader

"Yea!" responded another. "It really enhances every little curve and contour she has."

"And look at the way it makes her tits and pussy lips bulge out, all invitingly!" exclaimed yet another boy.

"Not to mention that you can see every single one of the pinheads that's stuck in her under that tight rubber!" cooed still another boy, as her ran his index finger over several of the little bumps that the pinheads made.

Barbie looked up at the leering boys as she finished pulling on the rubber suit.

"Four minutes, Barbie-slut! That's forty you owe me, but for now get your lazy ass over there!" growled Pat as he pointed to a contraption that occupied the spot where the exercise cycle had been.

Barbie, looked at the object that, Pat was pointing to. It was another piece of exercise equipment. A stair-climber, and like the exercise cycle it had been modified to inflect pain to her young body. Two long pole with foot-long knurled dildos stick into the air just behind the peddles and behind the dildos and horizontal to them, were two wheels with rubber straps attached around the circumference of the wheels.

Barbie shuddered to the core as she shifted her gaze from the stair-climber to Pat. "Please, Pat I'm so tired! Please let me rest, please! I've bee a good little whore. Please, let me rest just for a little while! Please!"

"Boys why don't you help this worthless, good for nothing, little whore out," Gary giggled.

Six pair of hands grabbed Barbie's young svelte body and lifted her on to the stair-climber's dildos, while four other secured her wrists and ankles to the handles and peddles.

"Noooo! Gary, no! Not the clips again! Noooo, dear God, nooooo!" Barbie wailed, as Gary approached her with three alligator clips.

"Aaaarrrgggeee!" the young cheerleader screamed as an alligator clip chewed its way in to the nub of her left nipple. Followed by a clip on her right nipple. The two nipple clip chains were secured to their corresponding pedals. Then a clip was snapped onto her clit and her stretched clit was secured to a disk in front of her. Lastly her head was strapped between a split toilet seat that was perched above the stair-climber.

"WALK!" snapped Gary.

The frightened, tormented cheerleader pushed down with her left foot. Her descending foot pulled her left breast downward by her clipped nipple. The movement of her downward foot also caused the dildo stuffed up her cunt to plunge deeper into her cunt and agitate like a washing machine. The top wheel spun in a clockwise direction the rubber straps whipping her left ass-cheek. The downward movement of her right foot stretched Barbie's right breast, plunge the shitter dildo deep and agitate, and the bottom wheel to spin counterclockwise whipping her right ass-cheek. The disk that her clit was attached to begin spin twirling her clit like an excited puppy dog tail.

"Faster!" snapped Gary. When Barbie had increased her speed to a fast power walk speed, Pat flipped the power switch. A sharp jolt slammed into the young cheerleader's supple body. She pumped her feet even faster until the hammering current diminished to a tickling trickle.

Barbie moaned in pure misery and painful anguish, from her body parts were abused and tortured, as she pumped the stair-climber. She watch the boys file out of the basement until only Gary, Pat, Dave and two of the other boys remained.

"Well Barbie-slut we need to get some sack time," giggled Gary. "We have class in the morning so we'll leave you here to work off that pudgy tummy." Gary poked Barbie in her spunk-filled stomach. "See you in twelve hours."

"Ed and Robert and their replacements are sacrificing their sack time to make sure that your not interrupted, so keep them entertained, will you?" giggled Dave, as one of the boys climb up on the toilet seat.

Barbie sucked the boy's prick into her mouth, and with tender, loving care she began to suck on the boy's ridged throbbing fuck-rod.

"That it Barbie-slut," Pat giggled as he switched on the heaters.

"Nighty-night, Barbie-slut!" chirped the three ring leaders as they left the basement.

The young, beautiful, svelte cheerleader went through another torturous, hellish exercise period. She rapidly discovered that standing and pumping the stair-climber was much more tiresome then sitting and pumping an exercise cycle. Barbie could not see how far her nipples were dragged or how silly her clit looked as it spun in a little circle. But Barbie did feel it, not only did she feel the agonizing pain in her tits and clit, but her cunt and asshole felt as if they were being, rip to shreds. While at the same time being unscrewed and rescrewed by the agitating force of the dildos. Both her asscheeks felt ablaze as the wheels spun smacking the rubber straps across them. To Barbie's relieve she could see none of this. To her, seeing the abuse inflected upon her made the pain ten times worse. So Barbie was grateful her view was blocked by groin after groin that plopped in front of her face.

Her lovely face was completely masked by silvery coating of jism and her tummy was fuller then ever, as she caressed and sucked every set of balls and ridged cocks with her tongue, mouth and throat.

When Barbie's long, sleek, tapered legs became tangle knots of twitching muscles, the piece of exercise equipment took over the task. It pumped her feet at twice the speed that she could manage. When Barbie was too exhausted to even flick her tongue the boys rammed their hot, throbbing fuck-poles in and out of her mouth for her. Barbie coughed and gagged herself to semi-conscious as jism filled her mouth and sled down her throat.

As with the excise cycle the stair climber wrack Barbie's svelte young body with pain. Weather or not she had any input. The only thing that was missing from her time on the exercise cycle was the horrific surging of electricity coursing it way through her body. Barbie knew that it was for the benefit of the owner of the fuck-sausages that pistoned in and out of her oral cavity then any petty concern for her. However Barbie was truly grateful for the missing jolts of current.

"Afternoon, Barbie-sleaze!" boomed Gary's jubilant voice. Gary, Pat, Dave and the two boys who were currently in the basement, removed Barbie from the stair-walker. "I see that you're still a little pudgy," chuckled Gary as he violently jabbed his index finger into Barbie's spunk filled stomach repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, Gary," Barbie sobbed. The exhausted cheerleader would have collapsed to the basement cold, hard floor, if it weren't for Dave's powerful hand holding her up on her toes, by her hair. "I could excise some more to get rid of that nasty bulge in my tummy." Barbie knew that after her two strenuous, torturous sessions on the modified exercise equipment had drained every ounce of fat from her sexy frame. And that the most minuscule morsel in her stomach would cause her sunken, concave, waspish abdominal area to puff out. So as long as jism was pumped in to her tummy she would always have the bulge. "I could exercise real hard Gary," she whined, as she was spun by her hair.

"Not right now, Barbie-sleaze," Pat sneered, as the two extra boys tightly fitted leather cuff to the sleek, young cheerleader's wrist and ankles. "You still owe me forty lashes."

Dave dropped Barbie to the basement floor. She was then hoisted up off the floor upside-down, stretched spread-eagle style. Her arms and legs were stretched so taunt, that Barbie could feel the joints in her hips and shoulders were about to pop.

"Man-O-man does the little whore looks really hot strung up like that!" one of the extra boy exclaimed, as her ran his hands over Barbie's taunt body.

"Ya, man! Gary can we fuck her?" Asked the other extra boy, as his hands joined his cohorts.

"Sorry, boys but were due back in class shortly," responded Gary sorrowfully.