Heather Brown: The rape girls

"It might not be a bad idea," he said, "but we don't have time for that tonight. These animals are hungry for something right now. If we don't give it to 'em, they'll tear this place apart." The idea of The Blue Room being destroyed had a certain appeal to Jennifer. However, on the other hand, she realized that with its demise would go her sole means of support. Finally, she said to Harry, "Okay, what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to invite one of those guys up on stage."

"Yeah?" she said, waiting with equal parts of loathing and astonishment as to what Harry was going to say next.

"Well… uh… I want you to…" Harry stammered, nonplussed for the first time since Jennifer had known him.

"Listen, Harry," she said, "do you want me to make it with some guy on stage?"

"No, no," he said. "You don't have to go that far, you don't actually have to fuck him."

"Well, then, what do I have to do?"

"Just jive around a little with him. Let him take his pants off and flash himself around some. The audience'll love it."

"Besides the fact that the idea makes me want to puke, Harry," she said, "which I'm sure makes absolutely no difference to you, what makes you think you can get away with having somebody up on stage like that? After all, what if the vice squad walks in, we'll all be…"

"No, no, don't worry about that," he interrupted. "We can get away with it. This is a private party. They can do anything they want, within reason."

"Gee, Harry, you mean having some guy actually fuck me on stage is even too much for you?"

"No, of course not," he replied. "As a matter of fact, I'd be all for it if this was a bunch of accountants or something. But with these animals, they wouldn't stop with just one guy. They'd look at that one guy up there sticking it in you, and the next thing you'd know they'd all want to try it. The next thing you'd know they'd be storming the stage to gang-bang you and there'd be a riot, and private party or not, I'd get busted."

"What about me?" Jennifer said. "Aren't you worried about what would happen to me?"

"Dancers are always easy to get," he said coolly. "Now get up there and follow orders."

Jennifer took off her wrap and walked up onto the stage. The juke box blasted constantly.

Jennifer started dancing, undulating her hips and thrusting her pelvis forward in rhythm with the beat. The crowd slobbered at her.

Jennifer tried to forget about them and concentrate on dancing. She was proud of her body. She looked down and saw her firm tits bobbing tautly as her body shook and swayed. Regardless of the crowd, the dancing itself was a sensual experience for Jennifer, and frequently she became so carried away with it that, when she got back to her dressing room, she would discover that her pussy was drenched and that she had actually come while she was on stage.

Immediately after she started dancing, Jennifer was in a world of her own. She forgot about Harry's command to summon a member of the audience onto the stage. However, in the middle of the second record she was rudely reminded of it when Harry jumped up on stage and pulled out the plug of the juke box.

"All right," he called to the audience, pushing her over to one side and gesturing toward her as if she were an exhibit in a freak show, "who'd like to volunteer to get up here on stage with the little lady."

The crowd's slobbering turned to growls and moans. Then, they all seemed to focus their eyes on a short guy almost dwarfed by a leather jacket that was too big for him. He was virtually lifted out of his seat and pushed up onto the stage.

Harry plugged in the jukebox again. Music filled die room, a primitive beat resonating throughout the bar.

Jennifer closed her eyes in an attempt to suppress the image of her partner and his noisy cohorts in the audience from her consciousness. She began moving and shaking her hips in time with the music, trying to lose herself in its rhythm. As she danced, the tension seemed to drain out of her, and by the time the next record had started she was only aware of her own body. Her tits bounced as her nipples erected, and the warmth and tightening between her legs spanned the distance from her navel to her moist crotch, then up and around to her puckering asshole. Then, for some reason, she made the mistake of opening her eyes and was thrown back into reality.

Her partner had removed his pants and was now sidling up to her with an enormous prick in his hilt hand that seemed to be almost as big as he was.

Jennifer's eyes bugged out as she looked at the leering cock coming at her, the shaft a deadly torpedo, and the hairy balls looking like bludgeons. The crowd screamed.

"Jump her, Weasel!"

"Knock her down and stick it in her!"

"Fuck the shit out of her!"

Suddenly everything about The Blue Room became totally oppressive to Jennifer. The noise became unbearable. Jennifer's senses reeled and she became dizzy. What had been just one monster prick menacing her now seemed to be two, and then three, all of them identical and enormous. As she started to slide away from reality, Jennifer imagined all three cocks in her at once, stretching her cunt into an enormous chasm and causing her pussy to overflow with a flood of gurgling, steaming cum. And then in her fantasy their pricks attacked her asshole, fighting with one another, rubbing and bumping against each other's pink shafts and fiery red prickheads, to plunge into the little orifice. With ghostlike visions of being split in two from the cocks she saw dancing before her, Jennifer slipped to the floor and fainted.

The moistness and stickiness of semen was what made her come to. She licked her tongue over her upper lip and immediately tasted the acrid slime – and it was fresh, hot sperm. Opening her eyes widely, she saw the motorcyclist straddling her and waving his prick in her face, the end of it drooling with cum.

"My God!" Jennifer shrieked. "You've jacked off in my face."

The crowd roared its approval. Jennifer leaped to her feet and fled from the stage, trying to reach the safety of the dressing room. But the lust-crazed audience blocked all available routes of escape and Jennifer was trapped, with Harry nowhere in sight.

Jennifer tried to light her way into the dressing room, but she was stopped cold by two massive goons who stood with their arms interlocked in front of the door. Naked, before a menacing crowd of slobbering barbarians, Jennifer's nerves abandoned her and she suddenly felt vulnerable and dizzy again. She slumped to her knees before her tormentors. Two husky bikers hoisted her into the air, and followed by the mob, they carried her from the bar, out the back door, and into the alley.

Suddenly Jennifer felt herself being rudely shoved to the ground, the jolt bringing her to her senses. She was surrounded by eight to ten filthy Satan's Mothers, all of whom were busily fiddling with zippers and buttons.

Jennifer tipped her head back and screamed. Satan's Mothers were ready to get down to business. Erect cocks surrounded her. There was no getting out of it, no escape, as the circle of pricks closed around her. It was either submit or be horribly maimed and possibly killed.

Jennifer pitched backward in passive surrender, her back on the ground and her legs spread apart, her cunt waiting for the inevitable jamming and spurting of cocks inside of it.

Suddenly one of the cocks was inside of her. She didn't look at him, but if the size of his cock was any indication of his total size, Jennifer guessed, as his massive cock rammed up her cunt, that he had to be eight feet tall. She could feel her pussylips straining to accommodate the giant cock. She had never had a prick that big up her pussy.

The rapid, powerful, battering strokes forced her to lay flat on her back. All she could think of as she lay there in agony was the sensory assault on her body. And then her pussylips started to stretch, and Jennifer couldn't imagine how the giant prick inside of her cunt could swell even more, it was so huge already. She placed her hand between her legs, first feeling the mixture of her cunt discharge and the first drops of sticky sperm as they dripped out of her pussy. Then, as she moved her hand around, she fully realized what was happening to her. There were two bodies mounting her, one from the top and the other from underneath as two Satan's Mothers fucked her simultaneously: she had two pricks in her cunt at once!