Mark Townsend - White captive

"Now she's gonna git it like a high class lil' bitch should git it from a real man," he hissed between clenched teeth, while his cruelly gleaming eyes bored into the tantalizing crevice that separated the full cheeks of her soft young behind.

"Ohhhh no, please, please don't anymore," she pleaded through her tears of shame and humiliation. She could feel his hands begin kneading nervously and stretching the open and unprotected twin mounds of her buttocks. Her body jerked up as she felt his thumbs on either side of them, spreading them wider and wider apart.

"Oh God, no!"

She sobbed out her weak and futile protest, as the cool air from an open window rushed between them, and brought her back to semi-consciousness. A groan escaped from her lips, as again the full realization of her position flickered through her mind.

"Ohhh!"

She jerked forward when Duke's middle finger thrust between her thighs into the soft protective folds of the young flesh surrounding her vagina. His fingers searched patiently for a moment, and then found their velvety quarry. She cringed before his initial touch, the soft resilient cheeks of her buttocks hardened and clenched tight together, trapping his probing hand between them.

"Hold 'er, Shorty, she's fightin' it," he gasped, twisting his hand to pry her buttocks open again. "Man she's tight."

"Maybe she ain't never been fucked before," Short cut in, his voice dropping to an almost reverent whisper. "D'ya think she's a virgin?"

"We ain't never gonna know now, with that half-wit's finger plowin' into 'er like he did." Duke grunted as he pushed his arm forward to break the death lock that her buttocks had on his hand. "But she ain't had much, that's for sure."

He gave one last hard push with his forearm, and Susan felt the last of the desperate strength she had mustered in her terror – give way. Her body shuddered and she moaned as his finger wormed its way into the now wet and open passageway. She clenched her teeth tightly in a vain attempt to drown out the hurt that slipped through the remains of her shattered virginity and moved about in tiny growing circles deeper and deeper inside her. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing came. Instead, there was a helpless muffled groan of exhausted acceptance. Every muscle in her twisted kneeling body had reached the ultimate breaking point, and she could no longer find the strength to even protest against the vile monstrous fondling of her secret parts that she had worked so hard to save for Richard and their wedding night. All that was gone with the frenzied attack she had been subjected to a few moments before by the moronic sadist in the front seat. And now – now there was nothing left but the final coup de grace to be administered viciously – and without ceremony by the arrogant unknown negro behind her whose face she had never even seen.

She gasped and held her breath as she felt his fingers that had enlarged and stretched the now lubricated walls of her vagina slip wetly out with a moist sucking sound. He squirmed behind her, his hand wrapped tightly around his lust-hardened cock, guiding it slowly and deliberately between his fingers into the moist pink flanges of her vagina. She cringed forward again, her face contorted in fearsome dread as she felt the large bulbous head moving up and down behind her in the wide-spread slit of her vagina and part the sparse soft blonde pubic hair in preparation for the entry. She tried to close her legs, but his knees insinuated between them held them cruelly open.

"Hold 'er tight, boy, I'm gonna slip it in nice and easy," he directed at the wide-eyed Shorty, whose arms bulged from the pressure he was placing on her shoulders. Stitch, who had recovered his courage, hung his face over the back of the seat, gasping at the scene with tiny streams of spittle dripping from the corners of his slackened mouth.

Susan whimpered aloud as she felt the first warm hard contact against the cringing lips of her cunt and the slow agonizing pressure beginning. It was soft at first and then when he met his first resistance, he pressurized forward harder.

She groaned incoherently.

"Oooooooooooooh, nooo!"

He pressed forward again, flexing his buttocks with all his strength until suddenly… it gave. The tight elastic ring popped open with a quick unexpected snap, and the huge blood-filed head slipped wetly inside with a rush that left Susan gasping for breath.

"Aaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhh!"

She flailed her head wildly into Shorty's crotch as he worked with all his strength to hold her down. The shock of the sudden thrust rejuvenated her shattered muscles for a moment, and she squirmed and twisted like a mad woman trying to escape the cruel and painful impalement of her cunt.

"God, what a pussy," Duke gasped from behind as he felt it's warm wet walls slipping over his rigidity like hot melted butter. His head fell loosely back as his loins buffeted forward and his thick rock-hard cock speared into the helplessly struggling girl without mercy. It raced into her like a fast whirling drill boring through the depths of the earth, battering and smashing all before it in great waves of warm moist flesh until suddenly his pelvis smacked tight into her and flattened her upraised buttocks with a hard, sharp slap that reverberated through the speeding car like a flat-handed blow across the face.

Susan's muffled moans of pain and humiliation went unheeded and unheard as he reached forward with both hands and grasped her by the shoulders, pulling her whole body back tight against him. His thick hard cock was sunk to its fullest depth in her quivering white belly as she felt the hardness of the head pressed tight against the end of her cervix. There was no reason to struggle or fight anymore, even if she had the strength. He had conquered her; she knelt in servile acceptance like a slave of old, to be used as her master desired.

Her body went limp, as she felt his hands slide down to the rounded curves of her hips, and began a slow teasing rotation of his rigid cock deep inside of her womb. The pain lessened as she felt her wet soft passage expanding further and further with each greater rotation he made inside her. Her tears of shame and humiliation continued to flow. There was no stopping him, and there was nothing she could do but accept the vile obscene rape of her body without resistance.

Her muffled sobs and groans mingled piteously with his gasps of passion, while his hands ran down under the fullness of her quivering breasts, dancing against the seat below with each hard, cruel thrust he made into her.

"J-J-Jesus C-C-Christ!" Stitch muttered as his bulging eyes watched the long black length of Duke's glistening cock, moist from her secretions, pistoning into her white behind. His eyes bulged wider, as he gaped at the ragged pink flanges of the protective soft folds of flesh around her cunt, drawing back with each out-stroke, and then being swallowed in again as Duke thrust forward into her with the powerful in and out rhythm he had begun. Stitch wanted with all his being to reach forward again and fondle her there, but his dim mind remembered the anger he had elicited the last time he let himself lose control. Unable to satisfy his rising passion, he dropped his hand to his crotch and pressed against his own rising hardness instead. He fingered the seeping wet patch of seminal fluid with a crazed gleam in his close-set eyes, hoping with all his might that Duke would change his mind and let him have his share when they reached the shack.

Duke, pumping into her from behind like she was a bitch in heat, squeezed all around her soft joggling buttocks. His fingers dug cruelly at her cringing tiny puckered anus, and then jerked forward again, clasping her hips and pulling her back limply over his cock while he continued to skewer and ram into her with growing abandon. His body was now a ball of sheer uncontrolled lust that had unleashed itself completely against the squirming beautiful, tender flesh in front of him. He could feel his heated cock growing thicker and thicker in her belly, as he ground savagely into her with a wave of sadistic delight flickering across his contorted face. He had never had anything white like this before, nothing this young and tender and helpless, and it was driving him insane. His thick inflated cock ached and burned as it never had before. He was almost there, almost there, and he continued to ram eagerly into her with long hard strokes. He had to end it before he lost his mind.