Mark Townsend - White captive

Another hand coursed over the ridges of her cruelly bent spine and followed it down to the juncture of her buttocks where quickly and without preparation, he thrust a finger deep into the confines of her tight unused anus. She jumped from the first painful intrusions, and then froze to ease it a bit. The pain passed as her back passage slowly became adjusted to the unnatural intrusion.

"I-I-I got my finger in 'er a-a-ass," she heard the moronic Stitch stutter excitedly through the daze of the three-way rape. "M-M-Man!"

Tiny bursts of protests broke from her lips. Her vaginal passage felt stretched and tom beyond all possible repair, and the dual ravishing of her loins with Stitch's long thick finger implanted deep up her rectum made the feeling all the more intense. She tried not to move as she felt the pain easing with the stillness of her body, but the crazed negro ground and twisted his finger deeper, circling it and expanding her anal passage until she thought it would split from the almost unbearable pressure. The hand cupping her naked breasts beneath, twisted and squeezed with brutal thoroughness, teasing and pulling at every part of their young round firmness until she thought they would burst from the painful manipulations.

Kneeling behind her bent and trembling form, Shorty flared his nostrils and began fucking in and out of her with long, lunging strokes. His short thick hands held tight to the rounded curves of her hips, slipping the moist sheath of her stretched and throbbing vagina back over the thickness of his cock as though he were thrusting his hand into a small Vaseline filled glove.

But this was still not enough for the lunging negro. He had to have more from this proud little white bitch who wouldn't even have spit on him if she had met him on the street. He wanted her bent to his will, completely bent to his will. He raised his hand high in the air as he continued the powerful in and out strokes he had established, and brought it down hard against her quivering white buttocks. The flat smack of flesh against flesh echoed like a rifle shot through the room. Susan's scream shattered the quiet an instant later.

"Move that lil' white ass, baby," he hissed be hind her. "Move it good."

Susan complied without hesitation. She knew enough by now to realize the first blow would only be followed by more if she defied him. Her buttocks rotated slightly with her first cautious experiment with movement, and then, feeling no pain, she let herself follow his rhythm, grinding and twisting her ass back against his hard driving pelvis as though she were glued to it.

"Come on, shake it, honey, shake it," he rattled through tightly clenched teeth, as he felt her begin to react to his hands digging into her gyrating hips.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh," she exclaimed again and again, as she bucked beneath to his command. The sounds she made were muffled and indistinct from her face buffeting hard down into the mattress. With his every hard forward lunge now, his thick black cock which filled her cunt to the bursting point, flung her hard forward against the restraining hands of the two negroes holding her shoulders down to the bed. She felt as though she were being attacked by a giant ape who was pushing her thighs open to the utmost angle and reaching to the deepest point in her belly with his monstrous ever-growing cock.

His fingers kneaded and squeezed at her buttocks with a wild frenzy, jerking the imbecilic Stitch's fingers from her anus and replacing it with one of his own in a hard cruel thrust into her soft rubbery depths.

"Aaaaghhh," she screamed unheeded.

He swept and rammed into her with a growing frantic abandon of sensation from the hands working at her every sensual part. She could feel him thrusting more sadistically now, the sight of her bucking body inciting him to greater and greater effort. Her breath had become one long continuous groan that was no longer muffled by the filthy sheet. She was droning it out into the room her face turned sideways on the mattress so that he could look down on it and see with lust-gleaming eyes, the effect it was having on her. Her lips opened and closed fish-like in torment, half in humiliation and shame from the sudden uncontrollable feelings surging through her, and half in fear that she would be ripped asunder by the cruel hands coursing brutally over her body.

There was suddenly another movement around her head, and she could feel the mattress dropping in front of her face as a heavy weight descended around it. Fingers were fumbling with her lips, trying to open her mouth and then she felt a spongy, wet sensation pressing against her lips. She jerked her eyes open and to her horror saw, right in front of her face, a long black cock about seven or eight inches long. Coke, who could no longer take the lust inciting scene of the white girl being fucked from behind by Shorty, had sat back on the bed and wriggled under her face. It was pressed tight into his loins and his legs were splayed out on either side of her shoulders.

He lifted her head, with the flat of his palm pushing back against her forehead, and with the other hand was forcing the head of his prick into her mouth. She mumbled in terror and revulsion and tried to shake her head away, but he held her tight and she could not move. She could only clench her teeth and lips tightly together and try to keep it away, but he was not to be denied. As he increased the pressure, it felt as though her lips were being pushed back through the sharpness of her teeth. He groaned and struggled against their softness, feeling them parting, tiny bit by tiny bit, until suddenly with the aid of an extra hard lunge from the negro fucking her in the rear, she gasped. The broad thick black cock crushed through her soft, moist lips and into the wet warm cavern of her mouth. She could feel the hugeness of it slithering tip the length of her tongue and filling her mouth completely with its thick fleshy hardness.

Coke, in his lust-incited state, began to slowly screw his cock up and down toward her face with his thick prick sliding in and out of her mouth. His hands held her head in a vice-like grip, with the palms pressed hard against her ears. She struggled mentally against the obscene rape of her mouth, but it was useless as he quickened his thrusts to match those of Shorty fucking into her from behind, never quite pulling it all the way out, but always leaving a slight part of the tip beyond her lips in the hot moist shelter of her mouth.

Susan closed her eyes, her humiliation knowing no bounds. She felt numb to the world around her, devoid of sensation. In a trance-like state, she watched the length of the long black cock where it came out of the fly of his pants and jerked toward her mouth like some horrible snake creeping from its hole in the ground.

"Suck, baby, suck," she heard him command harshly above the top of her head… and she did. She was conditioned to following their every command now from the fear of the pain that would follow if she didn't. Her lips slowly began to nibble at the thrusting instrument, and she coughed and sputtered at first until she became accustomed to the unnatural invasion of her mouth. She tried not to think about what she was doing, but it was impossible not to. His testicles bounced against her chin and there was stale odor of sweat around his loins that filled her nostrils with constant reminder of the cruel depraved attack she was being subjected to.

Behind her, Shorty could feel himself building toward the end. He knew it would be soon and began to fuck faster into her, harder and faster, battering mercilessly the quivering cheeks of her ass with his hard driving hips. His hands gripped her waist hard, squeezing the soft flaccid flesh into random crazy shapes beneath his fingers. His lips bared back against his teeth, and he could not close his mouth. His breath came in short stuttered machine gun blasts that crackled obscenely through the dark room. He stared down at her slender bucking body and bobbing head. The contrast of Coke's long black cock disappearing into the chalky whiteness of her face, shot chills of lightening-like sensations up the length of his spine. He tore at her buttocks, stretching the twin moons as wide apart as he could and watched his own long black cock disappearing into the moist pink flanges of her cunt in an exciting contrast of black into white.