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We finally pulled up in front of Paul's house. The torment stopped for the time being. But I wasn't relieved. I was terrified of what was to come.
I saw Jeff look around. He smiled sweetly and said, "I don't see many people around. I think it's safe to leave your clothes the way they are."
Barry chuckled at the expression of dread on my face. Then he said, "You might as well get used to it, cunt. Your hot little body is pretty much public property now. You and that snotty sister of mine are going to be going around town half naked and spending most of your time on your backs with your legs spread, fucking half the guys in school. Hell! By the time school starts back up you might have time to fuck them all. It's a small school. There's gonna be less than four hundred students next year."
Jeff was already out of the car. By the time he went around and opened Tawney's door his four friends had gotten out of their cars and gathered around to watch us get out of the car. I also noticed Kris sitting on the front steps. I don't know if he had any idea what this was about. He got up and came over to see what was so interesting.
When he got close enough to see Tawney getting out of the car I saw the shock on his face. I guess it's pretty safe to say that he had not been told who the guests of honor at their little afternoon party were or that it was probably going to be more of an orgy than a party.
It certainly wasn't going to be a party for me or Tawney.
Everyone stood around us for a moment, staring at our exposed flesh as if they had never seen a naked female before. Of course, they were only a year older than Tawney and me and it was unlikely that any of them had very much sexual experience. It was even quite likely that at least one or two of them was still a virgin. You can't really tell with guys. The one thing in their lives that a guy will lie about if he lies about nothing else is his sex life.
As for us, Tawney and me, we were standing out in front of a house on a public street with our breasts and our pussies exposed, surrounded by seven boys that we knew were about have sex with us. Until a couple of hours ago we had both been virgins. We had just been exposed and sexually molested in front a large room full of friends and acquaintances and driven around in a convertible with our private parts exposed.
I doubt if any girl could even conceive of a more traumatic situation. There is no place that we can go to be safe now, not even our own bedrooms. And there is no one that we can go to for help because our family members are responsible for the abuse we are being forced to suffer.
Kris seemed incapable of speech for a long time. The other boys weren't so restrained. They were having a wonderful time humiliating us. They were standing around, keeping us out here in Paul's driveway where anyone driving past could see us. The conversation while we stood there surrounded by those crude bastards consisted of comparing my various body parts with my best friend's. They talked in the crudest terms about our tits and our pussies and though our asses were the only part of us still covered they discussed those as well to a lesser extent.
It was pointed out that our asses were still virginal. Jeff assured his friends that our one remaining virginity was a state that was temporary and would soon be corrected.
Kris finally found his voice and asked of the crowd in general, "What the hell is going on?!"
Jeff grinned at the expression of surprise on his friend's face and replied, "We're having a pussy party! I have come into possession of two pretty little pussies. And you know what a generous guy I am."
Jeff and Barry had enjoyed numerous orgasms this morning. But I guess the guys who had not spent the morning raping us were anxious to get started. Paul said, "Come on. Let's go inside and get those clothes off of them. My dick is so hard it hurts."
Jeff got his cameras out of the car. Then we followed Paul inside. The guys sat around in the living room and watched while, after being ordered to do so by Jeff, Tawney and I undressed.
Jeff put Barry right to work recording our every debasing, degrading act with the video camera.
Undressing didn't take long. It wasn't as traumatic as it might have been since we were already all but naked.
Jeff ordered us to turn around slowly so that his friends could get a good look at us. Then he said, "You guys are gonna love this."
I didn't have to be psychic to know what was coming. He ordered us to entertain his friends with a replay of the sixty-nine he had enjoyed watching so much at our house this morning.
While Tawney and I got down in the middle of the living room floor and performed a perfunctory sex act for their amusement, Jeff asked Paul if he had any lubricant. He said, "That cunt has been calling me an asshole for years. I'm going to teach her all about what her asshole is for."
There was a lot of laughter from his friends. I wasn't as amused.
Tawney and I ate each other's pussies with a total lack of passion until Paul returned with a tube of lubricant. Jeff took it from him and tossed it onto the rug beside my head. He said, "Lori. Get up on your hands and knees. Let's get a good look at that tight ass of yours."
I was so scared. I was more scared than I had been this morning when he fucked my pussy for the first time. I was so scared I almost forgot about Barry, moving around recording my humiliation for posterity. But I was even more afraid of what might happen if I disobeyed him.
I rolled away from Tawney and got up on my hands and knees. When I was in position, Jeff got up and turned me so that my left side was to his friends so that they would have a better view. Then he ordered Tawney to pick up the lubricant and get me ready to have my ass reamed out.
Tawney got up on her knees. She picked up the tube of lubricant and whispered, "I'm sorry," so quietly that I'm sure the boys didn't hear it.
She put some of the cool lubricant on her finger and gently applied it to my asshole while Jeff and his friends enjoyed the show. She greased up the outside and then began to insert her finger into my ass, pushing more of that cold, slick lubricant up inside of me. She was very careful not to hurt me and she slowly stretched me out. I'm pretty sure that was not Jeff's intention. But she worked two fingers into me and then three, and gently stretched my opening. I realized what she was doing and I was grateful. I was embarrassed. But I was grateful.
Jeff watched for a few minutes before he took his clothes off. When he was naked he ordered Tawney to put some of the grease on his cock. Then he said, "Okay, bitch. I want you to go over there and thank our host for being so nice while I fuck your girlfriend's ass."
I waited on my hands and knees with my eyes closed, trying to force myself to be calm. I didn't know much about sex. I knew even less about anal sex. I've heard that it's painful and in my mind it was certainly degrading.
I felt movement behind me. I heard the crude remarks from the other boys in the room urging my brother to "fuck the shit out of her" as he prepared to do just that. I had just a moment to wonder how they could be so hateful to someone that they hardly knew before I felt the head of my brother's cock pushing against my sphincter.
I reminded myself over and over to relax. I don't know how I knew it would be better for me if I did. I must have heard it somewhere. But even so, as soon as I felt his cock pushing against me I felt my entire body tighten up. I couldn't control it.

Even with my lack of cooperation, thanks to the thorough job of preparing me that Tawney had done, it actually wasn't too bad. Don't misunderstand. It was painful. I cried out when his cock finally popped through the ring of muscle guarding that entrance to my body that was never intended for this sort of activity. But the pain was bearable. When I realized it and began to relax a little it became even more tolerable.
He paused when his cock first entered me. Then I felt him begin to slowly force it further inside of me. I moaned softly. It still hurt. But I began to realize that it wasn't something I couldn't stand.
Jeff finally buried his cock all the way in my ass. I felt his pelvis pressed up against my ass and his hands playing with my ass cheeks, squeezing, pinching, even slapping me. His friends were enjoying the show, judging by the crude comments.

They were also enjoying Tawney. I heard her gagging on Paul's cock. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her head moving up and down in his lap. The two boys seated on either side of Paul groped her body, making what she was doing that much more difficult.
I don't remember exactly how many times Tawney and I had been forced to provide Jeff with orgasms since he started blackmailing us this morning. There had been a lot of them. I was forced to kneel there now while he slammed his cock into me violently for a very long time.
But finally I felt him tense up and cry out as he shot his nasty cum inside of my body again. For a moment I was happy that for the first time he wasn't filling my mouth with that foul tasting stuff. But then I had to wonder if I wouldn't have been better off if he didn't make me suck his cock instead. I didn't like doing it. But it didn't hurt.
When my brother's thrusts grew more violent I had been so distracted that I wasn't even aware that Paul had cum in Tawney's mouth and she had been handed off like a sex toy to Stan.
I nearly got sick when Jeff grabbed my hair and pulled me around until his limp, greasy, smelly cock was dangling right at my lips. I looked up at him and pleaded, "Jeff! No! Please!"
His cruel grin was his answer.
He pulled my hair, twisting it in his hand until I opened my mouth and he thrust his cock between my lips. I gagged violently. But it wasn't as bad as it could have been. I didn't taste what I feared I might. I could taste his cum. But the lubricant he was using had no taste and I didn't detect any fecal matter.
After he cleaned his cock in my mouth, Jeff pushed me away and got to his feet. He turned to his friends and said, "Okay, guys. I'm about fucked out. You can fuck them until you can't get it up anymore. You can cum in their mouths. But they were both virgins when I fucked them this morning for the first time. So they aren't on the pill yet. I don't want them knocked up. You can't cum in their cunts until they are on the pill."
Kris interrupted to exclaim, "No shit! You popped both of their cherries this morning?!"
Jeff smiled proudly and nodded. Then he continued to lay out the rules for our abuse. "You can fuck their pussies. But you can't cum in them yet. But don't worry. We'll be having these parties all summer. You'll get to fill those cunts with cum pretty soon. You can fuck their asses if you are into that. I guess ass fucking is okay. I liked fucking her cunt better. I just fucked her ass to punish her for something she did earlier. There is just one more thing. I'm going to be taking pictures. Does anyone have a problem with that?"
Apparently no one did. They didn't object out loud if they did.
They moved Tawney onto the floor beside me and then it began. I didn't even look up to see who it was when I felt a cock being forced into my pussy. I was a little surprised when I realized that my vagina was moist. I don't think they noticed, or cared.
A moment later a cock was being rubbed around my face. I opened my mouth to take it in but never even got a chance to suck on it. Cale drove it into my mouth as if my mouth was just another pussy. It felt like he was trying to drive it right down my throat!
I gagged on his cock at first. And I heard Tawney beside me gagging on Tim's cock. But far from being sympathetic I heard them joking about it. My throat must have been desensitized after a few minutes. They never stopped fucking our mouths that way. But we both stopped gagging after a while.
A few minutes later I heard Kris say, "Hey Cale! I'm gonna cum any second now. Let's turn the bitch around. This is some prime pussy. You'll love it."
Cale pulled his cock out of my mouth. Kris slapped my ass and said, "Turn around, bitch. Come and get the nice, healthy protein snack I got for you. It's good for you. I hear it makes your tits grow."
As I was turning around, Cale said, "Don't take too long, man. I ain't gonna last much longer."
I opened my mouth and Kris slammed his cock into my mouth just the way Cale did a few minutes ago. He started fucking my mouth violently. I felt Cale sliding his cock into my pussy. He sighed loudly and said, "Fuck it! While I'm back here I might as well check out that ass."
He pulled his cock out of my pussy and spread my ass cheeks apart. I didn't fight them. But I couldn't remain stoic any longer. The tears of despair began to stream down my cheeks as Kris fucked my mouth violently for less than a minute and then tensed up and swore loudly while my mouth was filled with cum.
I swallowed as quickly as I could. I was still afraid of being punished by Jeff if I didn't please them. But I was very distracted by Cale forcing his cock into my ass. It wasn't pleasant. But I was already loosened up by Jeff and between the lubricant and Jeff's cum there was plenty of slick moisture to ease the way for Cale's cock. It was still uncomfortable and I felt very much like I had to go to the bathroom as his cock entered me. But at least it didn't hurt.
It was at about that moment that it occurred to me that we would have been better off if I let Jeff know that we could have vaginal sex without fear of pregnancy because our periods were due any day now. Then we wouldn't have to swallow all of that nasty cum and they might not find our asses so inviting. But it was too late now. I didn't have the nerve to tell Jeff that I had been keeping something from him.
Tawney wasn't as lucky I was. I heard her scream in pain. I couldn't see what the problem was. But I heard Jeff say, "Paul, you idiot! You gotta grease her ass up first. You can't just shove your cock in there like that! You better not tear the bitch. I don't want to have to explain to her dad how you fucked her ass dry and tore the shit out of her!"
I felt awful for Tawney. I wished that I could have held her and comforted her. But as soon as Cale and Kris moved out of the way, Stan ordered me to lie down on my back.

I lay down and turned over. Stan knelt between my legs and stared down at my naked body for a minute or two. He smiled at my tears and asked in a voice dripping with sarcasm, "What's the matter, Lori? Aren't you having fun?"
I didn't bother to answer the bastard. I just looked up at the ceiling and waited for him to take his turn raping me. I didn't have to wait long. He dropped down over my body and smiled down at me with that smug, arrogant, infuriating grin. I guess he changed his mind about fucking my tits. Oh well. There would be other times.
I felt his cock moving through the groove between my legs for a moment before he said, "Reach down there and line me up, sweetheart."

I reached down somewhat lethargically, until my hand found his cock and I tried to close my fingers around it. He smiled when he saw the shock on my face. I hadn't looked down when he was looming over me a moment ago. I had no idea that his cock was so long and so fat. It was huge!
He laughed when he saw me trying to figure out how big his cock was. I finally lifted my head and looked down between our bodies. I almost swore out loud. I didn't get a very good look at it in this position. But I swear to you, that thing must have been more than nine inches long, maybe more than ten inches! And at the base it looked like it must be two inches in diameter! I had no idea that human cocks got that large!
I heard some of the other boys laughing. They were all watching me stare down at his cock. They thought it was hilarious.
Stan gave me a few seconds to examine his cock before he said, "You can get a better look at it later, bitch. When I pull it out of your cunt and shove it in your mouth just before I cum you'll get to see it real close up. Are you ready?"
I had the head of it lined up with the entrance to my vagina. But I definitely wasn't ready! I stared up at him without responding. But he didn't wait. He began to press that huge thing into me. I groaned as I felt my pussy stretch. It was very uncomfortable at first. Not as bad as getting fucked in the ass. But fucking was still new to me and my pussy was not really ready for something this big.
I held my breath as his cock slowly entered my body. When I realized that it wasn't going to be painful a strange and humiliating thing happened. It started to feel good.

Stan sighed with pleasure as his cock bottomed out inside of me. Then he began to fuck me with long, slow, surprisingly erotic strokes. I fought it with every fiber of my being. But before long my arms were around his body holding him tight and I didn't even know how they got there. My legs crossed behind his thighs and without any conscious thought on my part I was lifting my ass off the floor to meet each thrust of his oversized cock. I began grunting like an animal as my own pleasure grew and I didn't care who heard me.

Later, when it was over and I realized what I had done it was incredibly embarrassing. But I came twice before he tried to pull out of me so that he could cum in my mouth. And when he was about to cum and tried to withdraw his cock my body wouldn't let him. I heard him cry out, "Let go of me, bitch! Fuck! I'm gonna cum, god damn it!"
I didn't care! I held him tight and I continued to lift my ass up to take as much of that fat cock inside of me as I could and I came once more just as he filled my pussy with hot cum for the first time.

I heard Jeff yell, "Pull out of her, damn it!"

In a choked voice, Stan replied, "I tried! It's too fucking late now!"
I finally realized what I was doing. I let my arms fall back to my sides. It was a moment or two, though, before I could straighten my legs out and Stan could finally get off of me.
Jeff paused long enough to get a couple of close-ups of my freshly fucked pussy before he said, "Get up, stupid! Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up. Fuck! Are you trying to get knocked up, you stupid cunt?!"
Okay. I got carried away. And I was embarrassed about it. But did that dumb ass really think that I could wash my pussy in the sink and everything would be alright?!
I didn't say anything, of course. I was grateful for the opportunity to clean up. I felt very dirty after all of the rapes I had just endured. I was sweaty and there were male fluids drying on my thighs from the two orgasms that resulted from the anal rapes.
I got up and looked at Tawney. She was in pretty bad shape, too. I turned to Jeff and said, "Cale is nearly finished. Can I take Tawney with me? She could stand to be cleaned up a little, too."
Jeff glanced down at her. It looked like he was going to say no. But Stan said, "Let her get cleaned up, Jeff. I want to fuck her next and I'd just as soon she didn't stink too bad."
Jeff laughed and replied, "Since when did you get picky?!"
But then he nodded to me and I waited until Cale finished. It took a little longer than I thought it would. But then I remembered that he had just fucked me a few minutes ago. Now he was fucking Tawney's ass. He was only the second boy to fuck her ass. She was in a lot of pain. But Cale didn't care. He was enjoying himself.
Tawney was on her back. Cale had her legs up over his shoulders and he was staring down at her, watching her tits bouncing around in time with his violent strokes. She grunted loudly with every stroke and then whimpered softly as he pulled back to slam into her again. The sick fuck was dragging it out on purpose. I could see it in his eyes.
Now everyone was standing around watching Cale rape Tawney's ass. Barry was filming it for Jeff. But Cale wasn't self conscious. In fact, he seemed to enjoy the audience. He finally threw his head back and cried out. He stopped thrusting and began to grind his pelvis into the cheeks of Tawney's ass and his body shivered as he finally came.
I waited for him to back away from her. But before he did he opened his eyes, turned around, smiled at me and said, "Get over here, bitch. I have a little job for you."
I glanced at Jeff. He just grinned. I took a few steps and when I was standing right beside him he ordered me to my knees. I felt my stomach begin to churn before he even told me what he wanted me to do. And I didn't even know the worst of it yet.
He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head down to his hip. Barry came in for a close-up with movie camera. Cale pulled his soft cock from Tawney's ass and turned to dangle it in my face.
It wasn't the first time I had to do this. But it was nearly as ugly and as disgusting as the first time. I tried to control my stomach as I opened my mouth and sucked his cock clean while the other boys all laughed and made dirty jokes about what a slut I am.
When his cock was clean enough to suit him he made me lick his balls. I think that was even worse. They were coated with slime and really nasty. But he saved the absolute worst for last. He ordered me to lie on my back. I thought someone else was going to have sex with me despite Jeff's instructions to go clean up. But as soon as I obeyed he repositioned Barry with the camera and helped Tawney to get up. Then he guided her until she was straddling my head.
I heard a couple of the guys getting grossed out when they realized what he was going to do. I didn't understand until he started pushing her down and I finally figured out what he wanted us to do. He guided her just fucked, filthy ass into position over my mouth and ordered me to eat the cum out of her.
The guys gathered around to watch, even the ones that thought he was sick for doing this to us. Barry wasn't one of those. He was the only boy whose face I could see. He was grinning like a fucking idiot.
I told myself that there was nothing new here. I had tasted a lot of cum today. I had licked her ass already. I made myself believe that I could do this. And then I did it.
It wasn't easy. It was the grossest thing I have ever done. My big fear was that it was still day one. Jeff was going to keep trying to make my days even more unpleasant. I didn't know how. But I knew him that well. He would find a way.
There actually wasn't that much cum. Two boys had fucked her ass. But the first load had pretty much drained out of her and run down her thigh. And Cale had fucked me already and I'm not sure but I think he made Tawney suck his cock while they were all watching Jeff fuck my ass for the first time. I could taste the bitter stuff. But only very little of it drained back out of her into my mouth.
Still, it was the thought that counted here. That movie was going to be really gross. One more nail in my coffin.
Jeff finally nudged me with his foot and sent us to the bathroom to clean up. Tawney helped me up and we held hands and went to Paul's bathroom to take a quick shower. Paul followed us to give us clean towels.
We took turns on the toilet while the water in the shower warmed up. I was shocked when I noted the clock over the bathroom door. It was only a little after one in the afternoon! I thought that it must be late. It seemed like we had been getting raped all fucking day! There remained hours in which those seven monsters could still torment us.
I stood up and flushed the toilet. Tawney came up behind me and put her arms around me, holding me lightly in her comforting grip. I leaned back against her, enjoying the feel of her soft body against mine.
She kissed my neck and asked, "How are you holding up?"
I nearly started crying again when she asked. But I got it under control. It wouldn't do any good to start that again. I turned around in her arms and we held each other close. I finally answered, "I'm not sure. I keep thinking I can't take it anymore. But then I get a grip just in time for it to get worse. Now there are two things that scare me. I'm scared that I'm starting to think I'll be able to live like this. And I'm scared that Jeff will keep making things worse. I know he will. But I must have a breaking point somewhere."
I was about to ask her how she was holding up. But somehow it came out sounding like, "I may have to kill him."
She leaned back to see if I was serious. I think that I was.
She pulled me close again and said, "No, honey. You can't kill him. Then everything comes out and we did all of this for nothing."
I smiled wryly and answered, "Yeah. But then I'll get a whole new set of friends and it won't matter."
She chuckled and said, "The dykes will be fighting over your sweet ass when they lock you up."
I kissed her cheek and said, "Don't start getting jealous until it happens."
She slapped my ass and said, "Get your nasty ass in the shower. We have to wash your hair so you don't get pregnant."
We both laughed at that.
We took our time. Neither of us was anxious to get back out there and submit to more of those humiliating rapes. We had to hope that it was almost over. There had to be a limit to how often they could cum ... didn't there?
When we finally got back out there we had been in the bathroom for almost forty minutes. The boys, and especially Jeff, were getting very impatient. Jeff gave us a very dark look. But I didn't see how he could make things worse for us.
As soon as I had that thought I realized how stupid it was. Of course he could! And of course he would.
We were put right back to work. They ordered us to start going around and sucking their cock and licking their balls. But we were ordered not to bring them to orgasm.
I didn't even notice at first that Tim wasn't there. We had plenty to do and we didn't miss him. It wasn't until I heard the front door open and I glanced around in surprise that I realized he wasn't in the room.
He came in and tossed the plastic bag he was carrying on the coffee table. Then he took his clothes back off. Paul and Jeff reached into the bag. They handed Tawney and me each a foil package with a condom inside.
Jeff smiled that evil smile I had gotten so used to and said, "Good news girls. Now we don't have to cum in your mouths."
I had never seen a condom before. But it was pretty easy to figure out how it worked. I tore the foil off and rolled the condom down over Jeff's hard cock while Tawney provided that same service to Paul.
We ended up side by side in the middle of the living room floor getting fucked again. I hated myself when I started to respond to the boy I hated most in the world. It wasn't entirely my fault. I had conquered the fear, at least for now. And Jeff had fucked me so many times in so many ways today that he lasted a very long time. I fought it. And I didn't have an orgasm. But it was so close. He fucked me for at least half an hour before he came and if he had last just a few more minutes I am afraid I might have lost it.
He shot his cum into the condom and I thought to myself, "Yes, that is a much better solution."
Unfortunately, as it turned out they had discussed this among themselves while we were in the shower and that wasn't the "final solution."
Jeff slowly got to his knees and carefully removed the condom. He moved up to my head and made me suck his cock clean. Then he ordered me to open my mouth and with the camera right in my face again he squeezed the cum out of the condom onto my tongue.
It was even worse that way. In addition to the bitter taste of the cum there was the unpleasant taste of latex.
Once more I noticed how little cum there was, though. These guys might still be able to get an erection. But they were running on empty by now, especially Jeff. I don't think his last orgasm produced even a teaspoonful of cum.
Paul made Tawney do the same thing after he came. All the other boys then followed in turn, all but Stan. When everyone but Stan had fucked us, Stan got up and came over to where I was lying on the floor. He was holding the tube of lubricant and I nearly panicked. I thought that he intended to fuck my ass with his monster cock.
But he smiled at me and asked, "Remember what I promised you, cunt?"
I didn't. I had no idea what he was talking about. He straddled my body and dropped to his knees. His cock came to rest between my breasts and then I remembered. He seemed to think that I would be upset that he planned on fucking my tits. I was relieved. Not just because he wasn't going to fuck my ass. But my pussy was starting to get pretty sore from all the abuse. Maybe later I could think back and try to remember how many times a boy had fucked my pussy today. I hadn't been keeping track. I knew it was a high number, especially for a girl who was a virgin when she got up this morning. No. I was more than happy to let him humiliate me this way.
He handed the tube of lubricant to me and said, "Grease up my cock and stick a little of it between your tits. I want it nice and slick. I want this to last a long time."

I squeezed some lube out in my hand and greased up his incredibly large cock. As I applied the lube to it I thought back to when he had fucked me. I am embarrassed to admit that there was just a twinge of regret. It had been pretty exciting there at the end when I lost my mind.
I wiped the grease off on my chest and he leaned over me, resting his cock on my freshly greased chest. He ordered me to hold my tits together and as soon as I had them squeezed against his cock he started fucking me.
He wasn't gentle. He had been much gentler when he fucked my pussy, at least in the beginning. But he started right out fucking me violently. I was surprised at how much of his cock protruded through my tight cleavage and nearly stabbed me in the face on every stroke. I couldn't help thinking that if he wasn't such an asshole he could be a really good lover. He was certainly built for it.

It was pretty boring for me. After all I had been through today it was only marginally embarrassing. Of course Barry was there with the camera and I wouldn't want anyone to see the movie they were making. But these guys had seen it all and done it all today. It was definitely more tedious than anything else.
After a while, though, it started to get painful. His savage thrusts against my tender breasts and the heat and friction building up were combining to make for a pretty unpleasant experience.
It seemed to go on for a very long time before he ordered Tawney to come over and tickle his balls from behind so that he could cum.
She did and he did. But he was so fucked out that when he ejaculated there was only a small pool of cum that landed on my throat. It was a perfect example of anticlimax. He seemed disappointed and I thing he resolved to do this again when he could produce more sperm. He gave me a look that said as much.
He made Tawney suck his cock clean and then she was made to clean his cum from my throat with her tongue. She had swallowed enough cum by that time that it was no big deal.
Stan climbed off of me and I noticed for the first time that the guys were getting dressed. I felt so relieved. It was almost over, at least for now. My first gangbang! I wonder how many more stretched out before me.
We were ordered to dress. Paul opened some windows and lit a couple of candles to get rid of the smell of sex that hung heavy in the room. Tawney and I listened but they didn't make any firm plans for our next gangbang. Jeff said he would call them and he told them that next time we would do it at our house since our parents were out of town. I don't know why they didn't think of that this time. But I'm glad they didn't. I was exhausted.
We finally went out to the cars and everyone went home. Barry and Tawney came to our house. She had some things there and she had to change clothes. While we were in my bedroom, Jeff and Barry were making plans out in the living room.
I hugged Tawney and said goodnight. The most that we could wish for each other at the moment was that our brothers were so exhausted they would leave us alone for the evening.
I was ordered to strip and then make our supper. I finally ate a little. I wasn't really hungry. But I hadn't eaten anything but cum since breakfast and I thought I should try to keep my strength up.
I cleaned up the kitchen after we ate. I tried to get Jeff to let me go to my room and get some sleep. I was so sleepy I could hardly keep my eyes open. But he wasn't through tormenting me.
We went into the living room. He put the third disk he had recorded today, the one from Paul's house, in the DVD player and watched it for a while with his cock in my mouth.
It wasn't so bad though. I knew the movie turned him on. But he had cum so many times today that he never even got all the way hard. After almost an hour he let me go. I was afraid that he would want to sleep with me but it must not have occurred to him.

I took another quick shower. Cripes! I must have taken half a dozen showers today! Usually a shower wakes me up. Not this time. I dried off and went to bed and I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

Chapter 6

I must have been more tired than I thought. I slept straight through from about eight in the evening until after nine in the morning. I woke up confused for a moment. Something didn't seem right. And then it all came flooding back. I lay there crying quietly as horrible images from yesterday flooded my mind.

As strange as it probably seems, the worst, the most humiliating images were not of losing my virginity on camera in my living room or even of the gang rape at Paul's house later in the day. The memories that caused me the most distress were of being nearly naked at Rudy's. Far too many of my friends and acquaintances saw far too much of my body in that restaurant yesterday.

What's worse, the kids that knew me watched as I permitted boys that I obviously despised to have free access to my body, to stick their fingers into my vagina in a crowded restaurant while everyone around us watched. I don't know how I can ever face my friends again.

I was lying there, vaguely considering which forms of suicide were most acceptable, when my bedroom door opened. It didn't even startle me. I turned to see Jeff's smiling face. He was naked already, or still. I guess he got tired of waiting for his morning sex.
He said, "I don't want you closing doors anymore. From now on you leave your bedroom door open, the bathroom door, too. The only door you can close is the front door."
He didn't wait for a response. He didn't need one. He knew I wasn't going to fight him. I lost yesterday. Or perhaps I should say that he beat me down yesterday.
He crossed the room and whipped my covers off. He tossed me another one of those rubbers that they bought yesterday. He ordered, "Get me ready. I want a morning fuck."

I was tempted to tell him that my period was going to start soon and he didn't need the rubber. But I was afraid he'd be pissed if I did. So I kept my mouth shut. I sat up, leaned over and took his soft cock into my mouth. I started sucking him off, anxious to get this over with. His hand groped my tits as if he owned them while I made his cock hard with my lips and tongue. I tried to ignore the discomfort in my breasts while I removed the condom from the foil wrapper.

As soon as his cock was hard I rolled the rubber down his shaft. He pushed me around on my bed and when I was arranged the way he wanted me he climbed on top of me.

I was just about to ask him to wait until I could lubricate my pussy so that it wouldn't hurt me so much when he shoved his hard cock into me. Before I could say anything he lowered his hips and the head of his cock slid right in.

I was wet!

Jeff didn't seem to notice. But I was shocked. I couldn't explain how it had come to pass that my pussy was wet. Could sucking his cock for a few minutes have had that effect?! Was it the humiliating order to never close a door? What was my body, my subconscious reacting to?

I didn't know the answer. But I knew that whatever it was I wouldn't like it. I was furious with myself for responding to my brother this way.
His cock began pounding into me immediately. The pain I had experienced was gone now. I hated to admit it, but once again I could feel my body reacting to the stimulation even though I hated the son of a bitch that was doing this to me.
My mind began to wander while I waited for him to finish using me. I hated where it went. Images of riding around in the back seat of a convertible yesterday with my tits and my pussy on display to all of those complete strangers and the humiliation I experienced as a result flooded back into my brain.
And yet, as horrible as it was, I found myself becoming aroused as I pictured it. Even worse, though, even harder to explain to myself, was my reaction now to the spectacle I was forced to make of myself at Rudy's.
I saw myself as if I was watching from outside of my body. I saw my friends looking at my exposed breasts and watching two boys reaching under the remnants of my skirt, making it obvious to everyone around us that their fingers were freely exploring my pussy.
I've never been more humiliated in my life. And yet now, with a hard cock slamming into me and my brother's pubic bone grinding against my vulva, stimulating my clit, I was ashamed to admit that if he didn't cum soon I was going to reach orgasm while being raped by my brother!
I struggled to erase those images from my brain. I also struggled to understand why they seemed to be affecting me the way they were. But despite my best efforts I realized that the passion was rising in me and I was going to have an orgasm while being raped by my brother and with pictures of myself being debased in public yesterday assaulting my mind.
Just like I had yesterday when Stan fucked me for the first time, I reached up and held onto Jeff. I wrapped my arms around him and then my legs circled his, seemingly of their own volition.
My hips began to rise to meet Jeff's thrusts as I felt my orgasm approaching. I heard Jeff make some crude remarks. I was at a point by that time that his words didn't quite sink in. But I heard the derogatory tone of his voice. I was aware that he was putting me down for reaching orgasm while he raped me. But even that didn't stop the orgasm that was rising up and washing over me.
I came just before Jeff did. As soon as my orgasm began to subside the humiliation of letting him have that affect on me set in. I lay under him, aware of his orgasm, but shattered by my own. How could I possibly have had an orgasm while lying under this creature and getting raped?!
Jeff collapsed on top of me for a moment. I dropped my arms and legs back onto my mattress and stared at my ceiling until he rolled off of me. I think my mind was numb then. I ignored him, waiting impatiently for him to get up and leave my room so I could go to the bathroom.
I was shocked back to the present when his hand moved in front of my face and he said, "Open your mouth. Breakfast is ready."
I forced my eyes to focus on his hand and I saw the slimy looking condom that he had just fucked me with. There was ample evidence of his recuperative powers in the end of that ugly thing. There must have been two tablespoons of frothy white cum trapped in the end.
I opened my mouth, thinking that he was going to empty the contents into my mouth. Instead, he dropped the rubber into my mouth and said, "Chew on that for a while, you dumb cunt."
I didn't close my mouth. That warm, slimy thing came to rest on my tongue but I stared at Jeff in shock. I don't know why. Nothing he did should shock me now.
Jeff smiled. He placed his fingers on my chin and pushed my mouth shut. I held that disgusting thing on my tongue, still not moving a muscle while he stared down at me, enjoying my revulsion.
His fingers moved down from my chin and closed around my nipple. He pinched it between his fingernails and began to squeeze while he stared down at my face. I finally got the point and began to chew the used rubber.
As soon as I bit into it the bitter contents began to drain out and coat my tongue. I grimaced in disgust as that awful taste combined with the unpleasant taste of the condom itself and filled my senses.
He watched me for a couple of minutes before he let me remove the horrible thing from my mouth so that I could clean his cock with my mouth. After everything that happened yesterday, and after chewing that used condom, cleaning his cock with my mouth seemed like such a simple thing.
I sat up and bent over his crotch. I lifted his soft cock to my lips and took the entire thing into my mouth. He moaned in pleasure and watched me suck his cock for a minute. Then he said, "Get my balls clean, too."
He spread his legs and I licked and sucked on his hairy testicles until he pushed me away. It wasn't as awful as it could have been. I could tell that he took a shower already this morning.
He stood up and said, "Get up and make breakfast. Then you can take a shower and get ready."
I wanted to ask what it was I had to get ready for. But whatever it was I knew it wouldn't be pleasant. I decided that it would be best for my peace of mind to try not to think about that.
I hurried to the bathroom. I really had to pee. I used the toilet and brushed my teeth. Then I went to the kitchen. Jeff had already made coffee. But I don't drink coffee. I poured a glass of juice and made bacon, eggs and toast for both of us. As I worked in the kitchen I wondered at how quickly I was getting used to being naked around Jeff.
He reached out and grabbed some part of me nearly every time I got within an arm's length of him. He enjoyed getting a handful of one of my breasts or cupping my pussy for a few seconds. I realized that it was just his reaction to having free access to the body of a member of the opposite sex for the first time. I hoped that the novelty would wear off soon. It was a real pain in the ass. Actually, it was more of a pain in the tit and the pussy. But he grabbed my ass sometimes, too.
I tried to ignore him. I made breakfast and we ate in silence. He didn't even bother to gloat. He seemed quite content to eat in silence and stare at my tits.

After I ate I cleaned up the kitchen. Then I went to the bathroom to use the toilet again and to brush my teeth. I started to close the bathroom door without thinking. Fortunately, I caught myself in time. I brushed my teeth. I sat on the toilet and stared at the bathroom door nervously while I peed. Even after all I had been through in the last twenty-four hours, it would have embarrassed me to have a boy stand there at the door and watch me perform this most personal function.

Before I left the bathroom I brushed my long blonde hair. Then I went to my bedroom. I don't know why. I had no idea what Jeff's plans were for me today or what he would want me to wear.
That wasn't a problem. He was already waiting for me in my bedroom. He had a sundress laid out for me. I was relieved at first. After what I had been forced to wear yesterday when we left the house I was almost excited that I would be fully dressed. Well, not quite fully dressed. There was no underwear for me to put on.
He ordered me to put the dress on. It wasn't until I slipped it on and started to button it up that I saw what he had done. There were only four buttons remaining on the front of the dress, two above the waist and two below.
I buttoned them and stood in front of my mirror. The top gaped open almost as much as the blouse I wore yesterday. The bottom was even worse. If I stood still with my legs close together I was more or less covered. But every move I made caused the sides to separate and expose a flash of my small, tightly trimmed pubic hair and the dark line of my pussy that led down from the point of the V.
He admired the view and enjoyed my consternation for a moment. Then he said, "Sit down. I want to see what happens."
What happened was just exactly what he thought would happen. My skirt opened up from about two inches below my waist, exposing my private parts to the general public if we were out and about. And I knew that was the plan.
Jeff nodded and guided me out of the room. We were walking down the hallway when the doorbell rang. He sent me to answer the door.
I was expecting Barry and Tawney, or some of Jeff's idiot friends. I was more than a little surprised when I opened the door and saw Chet, our waiter from Rudy's yesterday. I had forgotten all about him and the offer that Jeff had made to him before we left the restaurant.
Chet was blushing furiously. He tried to smile but didn't quite pull it off.
Jeff came to see who was at the door. Chet seemed to redden even more and said, "I had to work a double shift yesterday. I didn't get off until midnight. I was kind of hoping I could still take you up on your offer. You know ... the tip?"
Jeff smiled and said, "Sure! Come on in."
Then he turned to me and said, "Get out of that dress and give Chet a nice blowjob. But don't drag it out. We have things to do."
Yeah! Like I'm going to make this take as long as I can! He may have a lot of power over me now. But that didn't make him any smarter.
I invited Chet to follow me. I led the way into the living room and then guided him to the couch. I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees. He sat down and stared at me in a way that was starting to creep me out. But he wasn't rough or cruel. He just wanted the blowjob that Jeff offered him yesterday. He didn't squeeze my tits or pinch my nipples. He didn't make derogatory remarks. He just sat down and stared at me as if I was a goddess.
I avoided looking at Chet while I unbuttoned the four buttons on my dress and pulled it off. I heard his sudden intake of breath when he saw me naked for the first time. He had caught glimpses of my tits and my pussy yesterday. But this was the first time he saw the whole package. It was probably the first time he saw a naked female that wasn't smiling back at him from his computer monitor.
I dropped to my knees between his thighs and checked out his cock. It wasn't very big. It was only about five inches long and very skinny. I bent down and kissed the head of his cock and then slid my lips down over the head and down the shaft.
It was kind of amusing to hear the strange sounds he was making. I know it sounds strange, but I kind of felt sorry for him when came almost immediately. I saw how embarrassed he was. I reached up and took his hand and brought it to my breast. Then I started sucking again without even checking with Jeff first.
Chet held my breast in his soft, warm, damp hand and stared at the place where our bodies joined. He watched his still hard cock sliding in and out of my mouth for a couple of minutes. Then he closed his eyes, let his head loll back and swore softly. My mouth filled with cum once more.
I swallowed it easily. I was quickly getting very good at sucking cocks. I wasn't happy about it. But I guess it would come in handy later in life. If I could ever find another boy that wanted to go out with me after Jeff was done ruining my reputation.
I got back to my feet. Chet seemed even more embarrassed now that it was over. He stood up and quickly pulled his pants up as if he had just been caught masturbating by his mother. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth again. When I returned, Chet was gone.
I picked up my dress and put it on. Then we went out. I still didn't know where we were going. It was still too early to go to Rudy's. But I was grateful that he didn't bring his cameras.
Jeff headed downtown. I had mixed emotions when we didn't stop to pick up Tawney. On the one hand I was happy for her that she only had her pervy brother to deal with today. But I couldn't help feeling more alone and vulnerable without her there to share my suffering.
Jeff left his convertible top up today. I was glad for that. This dress would have left me just as exposed as the outfit I wore yesterday if that wind had been blowing over me. And it didn't hurt that he had the air conditioner on. It was already a hot day out there.
I stared out of the side window. I wasn't really watching where we were going so much as worrying about how many times I would be raped and degraded today and by whom.
I started looking around when Jeff turned down a narrow alley behind a strip mall. It was a pretty ratty looking area. I felt myself tensing up as I looked around. We parked beside a loading dock in the back of an auto parts store.
Jeff ordered me out. He got out and locked the car. He gave me a mean, threatening look and said, "If you give me any shit, if you don't do every fucking thing you are told, if you piss me off, you will think the day you had yesterday was a walk in the park."
I don't know why he felt he had to threaten me. I've been doing everything he said since yesterday morning when he first showed me that awful movie. It made me wonder just how bad this was going to be.
He pulled me up the steps onto the loading dock and pushed a button. We waited a couple of minutes and a clerk came and opened the door. Jeff smiled and said, "Roy is expecting me."
The clerk seemed to recognize Jeff. He stepped back, looked me over and then went back up to the front of the store. I followed Jeff down a dark hallway to a small office occupied by a fat man in his mid to late fifties.
Jeff closed the office door and said, "Here she is, Roy."
Roy looked up and looked me over closely. My knees were shaking and I felt myself getting sick. This fat, ugly old man was going to fuck me! I didn't dare refuse an order from Jeff. But I wanted to scream at him and tell him what an asshole he was.
Jeff forced me down into a chair in front of Roy's desk. My skirt fell away from my body and the old man's eyes lit up. But for a long time he only stared at me.
Roy finally spoke. In a gruff voice he asked, "What's your name, girl?"
I cleared my throat and answered nervously, "Lori, sir."
He nodded and asked, "How old are you?"
"I'm sixteen."
He was apparently confirming the things that Jeff had told him about me. He asked, "And Jeff is your brother?"
I nodded.

He asked, "Why are you here?"

I wasn't sure what he was asking. I knew why I was here. I was here to be raped. But then it occurred to me what he really meant. I answered, "I am here because my brother is blackmailing me and I have to do everything he tells me to do."

Roy smiled for the first time. He asked, "Was your brother telling the truth? You were a virgin yesterday morning?"

I nodded again.

Roy turned to Jeff and said, "We might just have a deal. Let me see her."
Let me see her?! Fuck! He was staring right at my pussy!
Jeff turned to me and said, "Take the dress off, bitch. Show the man what you got."
I shuddered in revulsion. But I obeyed. I stood up and unbuttoned the four buttons on the front of my dress and slipped it off.
When he saw my naked body Roy's face really lit up. He had been leaning forward on his desk. He sat up now and said, "Come around here. Let me get a good look at you."
My legs were like rubber. I nearly fell to the floor when I took my first step. Jeff caught me and steadied me. He growled, "Quit fucking around!"
Roy just grinned.
I made it around his desk and stood at his side. He looked at my body for a moment and then ordered me to turn around slowly. When I was facing him again he reached out and began exploring my body, hefting my breasts and working a dirty finger into my pussy.
He turned back to Jeff and with his finger still in my pussy he said, "Okay, boy. You got a deal. Pick her up at closing time."
Jeff grinned. He reminded me that I had best do everything I was told. Then he left me alone with the fat old man to whom he had apparently just sold me.
As soon as we were alone, Roy stood up and pulled his pants and underwear down. He sat back down and said, "Let's see if you are any good at sucking cock, little girl."
I looked down at his already hard cock and sighed. I dropped to my knees and leaned down into his large lap. His stomach kind of got in the way but his cock was long enough that it wasn't a big problem. When I saw him I thought he looked kind of unclean. But I guess it was only his hands from handling car parts all day. He smelled clean. I guess when you are a sex slave you have to take your bright spots where you can find them.
I felt his leering eyes watching every move I made. But I tried to concentrate on the task at hand. It was less humiliating that way than to see what he thought of me in his eyes.
I started sucking, moving my lips and tongue up and down his fat shaft and using my hand on the half of his cock that I couldn't get in my mouth. His cock was not quite as long as Stan's, but almost. And if I had to guess I would say that it was slightly bigger around.
He watched me for a couple of minutes. But then I felt his hand come to rest on the back of my head and he started applying pressure on the down strokes. I choked a couple of times. Then I lifted my head and said, "Please stop that. I'm doing the best I can! That hurts."
Roy chuckled and said, "That ain't gonna cut it, bitch."
He stood up and I sat back on my heels. I assumed that he was going to fuck me now since he was so dissatisfied with my blowjob. Unfortunately, that isn't what he had in mind.
He helped me up and led me to a small coffee table in the corner of the room that was surrounded by a cheap vinyl couch and matching chairs. He picked up a dozen or so car magazines and tossed them on the floor under the table. Then he ordered me to lie down on the table on my back.
It didn't look like a very comfortable place to fuck. But neither did the dirty, hardwood floor.
I sat on the table. It turned out to be sturdier than it looked. I leaned back and tried to get as comfortable as possible. Then I waited for him to fuck me and get it over with. I'm not sure that his instructions to Jeff to pick me up at closing time had really sunk in yet.
He stood over me, watching me with a grin on his face that made me nervous. When I was ready he went over to his desk and got something out of one of the drawers. It wasn't a condom. He came back to me and before I could react he started wrapping a piece of rope around one of my wrists.

I freaked out and tried to pull my hand away but he yelled, "Don't you fucking move, you stupid cunt! Your ass is mine until closing time. I can do any fucking thing I want to you. Now hold still. School is about to start."
I didn't know what the fuck he was talking about. But he was scary enough that I stopped trying to get away and let him tie my wrist to one of the table legs. He went around and tied my other wrist to the leg on the other side and then he pulled my legs out and back, splitting me wide open and tying my ankles off so that I was helpless.
He got up and stood by my head and smiled down at me. He shook his head as if he couldn't believe his good luck. Then he said, "You are one hot little piece of tail, little girl. But somebody needs to teach you how to suck a cock. Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm going to see to it that you get lots of practice today. Your brother said that we can't fuck your cunt unless we wear a rubber. But you see there are two things my wife won't do. She won't suck my cock and she won't let me fuck her ass. So I'm going to start off teaching you how to suck a cock. Every bitch should know how to do that. I can't teach my frigid wife. And unfortunately no one else had the balls to teach her before I married her. But I have all fucking day and I can sure as hell turn you into a pro."
He dropped to his knees by my head and slid me up by my armpits until my head hung over the end of the table. I started getting nervous the moment I left the house this morning. I started getting scared when this old man tied me to his table. I was terrified now. I spent a lot of time helpless yesterday. But not like this, and not in the hands of a perfect stranger.

Roy rested his large hands on my breasts. He pinched and pulled on my nipples and squeezed my breasts with a lot more force than was necessary. It was very uncomfortable. But he wasn't really hurting me. Not a lot anyway. And I noticed that each time he squeezed my nipples I felt a strange thrill course through my body, all the way down to my clit.
He leaned forward and began to rub his cock over my face. He stared down at me, watching his dripping cock move over my soft skin for a moment. Then he pressed the head of his cock against my lips and started pushing. I opened my mouth and his cock surged in, sliding over my tongue and all the way to the back of my throat.
He smiled down at me then and said, "You may find this unpleasant. But I'm only going to warn you once. I have a shop full of tools out there. If I feel one tooth on my cock I'm going to start pulling teeth. You can yell and scream all you want. You can thrash around. You can cry. In fact, I don't mind at all if you do all of those things. But I won't put up with a biter. Do you understand me?"

Instead of answering his question I tried to mumble around his cock. I tried to beg him not to hurt me. He couldn't understand a word of what I was trying to say. But I think he got the idea. And it wasn't so much that he didn't understand. He didn't care.

He pulled his cock back, almost all the way out of my mouth. Then he slammed it in violently. My entire body tensed up. I screamed in pain. But very little of the sound escaped around his fat cock.
He chuckled and said, "Damn! That must have hurt. Don't worry, sweetheart. It may take a minute or two. But we'll get that thing all the way in before I cum."

He pulled back and slammed his cock into the back of my throat twice more with the same result. Then, on the fourth attempt, he pinched my nipples with all of his might and when I screamed his cock slipped past whatever was holding it back and drove right down my throat. I now had his entire eight or nine inch cock in my mouth and throat!

I wasn't as happy about it as he seemed to be. I screamed again and nearly passed out from the pain. He pinched my nipples with his fingernails this time. It hurt so much that it almost took my mind off of the pain in my throat.
I was hysterical now. I was thrashing around on the small table and crying out. The tears were pouring out of me. But Roy ignored all that. He pulled his cock back once more and, after pausing briefly to give me a chance to catch a breath he then slammed it right back down my throat.
Each time he did it he left it in my throat for twenty or thirty seconds, cutting off my air and causing me incredible pain. I was certain that he had damaged my throat. I wondered if I would talk or even eat solid food again, on the off chance that I actually survived. I also wondered how I was going to explain this injury to a doctor or to my parents.
After a few minutes it got easier for him to drive his cock into my throat. Easier for him, not me. He began to fuck my mouth rapidly. He didn't drive his cock down my throat every time, just every third or fourth time.
It was impossible to judge how long it took him to reach orgasm. He finally drove his cock down my throat one last time and held it there. I felt his cock throbbing and despite my pain and my inability to breathe I heard him sigh loudly.
I assumed he had reached orgasm and I prayed that I would survive long enough for him to finally pull that horrible instrument of torture out of my throat.
I was on the verge of losing consciousness when he pulled back and let his cock finish draining in my mouth. I was still crying and gasping for breath. My throat was in such terrible pain that I knew I had been badly injured. I was afraid to try to speak or to swallow.
Roy wasn't worried, though. He smiled down at me, patted my cheek and said, "Don't worry, little girl. I've done this before. I once broke me in a little Mexican whore out in San Diego when I was in the Navy. Me and some friends kept her for a week and trained her right. You just calm down now. It hurts a little. But you'll be okay in a few minutes. You may have trouble swallowing for a day or two. But after that you'll be able to suck any cock down your throat with no problems. I just did your pretty little ass a favor."
Somehow I found it difficult to be grateful for what he just did to me.
He got up and pulled his pants back up. He went around the table and teased my pussy. He shoved a couple of his fat fingers inside of me and then laughed. He held his fingers up to show me how wet they were. He exclaimed gleefully, "Shit! Look at that! You got turned on. You like this shit!"
I shook my head and tried to say no. But no sound came out, nothing but a meaningless croak. I wanted to beg him to untie me. I struggled to swallow and forced the words to come despite the pain. I begged in a gravelly voice that sounded weak and so masculine that it scared me even more, "Please. Untie me."
He smiled and said, "See. I told you that you'd be okay. It'll just take a little while. And I don't want to untie you. There's still things I want to do to you."
I groaned and croaked, "I'll let you. Promise. Anything. Untie me."
He grinned and said, "You'll let me fuck your ass?"
I nodded violently. I would promise him anything. I would do anything. My legs were getting terrible cramps from the unnatural position he had tied me in. And I was terrified. Being tied up made it so much worse.
He looked down at me and laid out more conditions for my release. He said, "I got you until nine tonight. You'll do anything I want until your brother comes to get you, right?"
I nodded again.
He grinned and said, "It ain't gonna be just me."
I nodded. I didn't care at that moment.
He shrugged and said, "Okay. I'll let you go for now. But the first time you give me a hard time..."
I nodded again and croaked, "Please."
He untied me and stood back. I sat up and looked up at him. I knew that I had to look pitiful. He just grinned.
I pointed to my throat and tried to say, "Drink."
He didn't get it at first. But I mimed taking a drink and he finally got the idea. He nodded and said, "Don't move."
He went over to his desk, picked up the phone and pushed a button. A moment later he said, "Jimmie, I got something for you. When you come back, bring me back a cup of coffee."
I don't drink coffee. But I needed something. I wasn't about to complain. Well, there was a lot I would have liked to complain about. But what was the point. And I didn't even ask to put my dress back on. I knew what was coming when he told Jimmie that he had something for him. What he had was me.
A few minutes later a young man came in holding a cup of coffee. He was half way to Roy's desk when he finally noticed me sitting on the coffee table in the corner. I thought he was going to drop the coffee when he spotted me.
Jimmie came to a sudden stop and stared at me. Roy was grinning like a fool, of course.
Roy said, "The coffee is for her, Jimmie. While you're back here, are you feeling horny?"
Jimmie looked at him like he was waiting for the punch line. Roy said, "She just sucked my cock. Her throat's a little sore. But if you want you can get some head from the bitch. Or if you would rather you can fuck her ass. I'm going to fuck her tight little ass later. But it might be a good idea if a couple of you younger guys got her loosened up for me first. Of course, if you got a rubber you can go ahead and fuck her cunt. It's up to you."
Jimmie came closer. He handed me the coffee and then stared in disbelief. I don't like the taste of coffee and I thought that something cold would have been more soothing. But as it turned out, the hot coffee really helped my throat. The first couple of sips were nearly impossible to swallow. But the hot liquid actually seemed to soothe my throat. By the time I had consumed half the cup I was swallowing almost normally. It was still painful. But I was starting to think that the damage wasn't permanent.
I was watching Jimmie stare at me as I sat there drinking the coffee. He looked like a real dork. He wasn't that much older than me. I don't know if he was a drop out or if this was his summer job. I doubt that he was eighteen yet. I didn't recognize him from school, though.
I got the idea looking at his feverish expression that he must have been locked up in a monastery for his entire life. I didn't get the impression that he had seen a lot of girls naked before, if ever.
He finally reached out and cupped my breast and just held it in his hand. He was staring at my face, waiting to see what my reaction would be. I just sighed quietly and concentrated on doing whatever it took to keep from getting tied up again.
Jimmie turned to look behind his back at Roy. Roy smiled and said, "Go ahead, man. Do whatever you want to the bitch. I've got her until closing time. You can come back for more every time you get your break if you want. She ain't a whore either. Or at least she wasn't until today. Her stupid brother let me have her in exchange for a bunch of parts for his car. Now go ahead and do what you're gonna do so you can get back to work."
The dumb kid looked at me as if asking for my permission. I shrugged and nodded. He still seemed unsure. But he started unfastening his pants and then pushed his pants and underwear down to uncover an average sized, very hard cock. I looked up at him, waiting for him to tell me what he wanted to do. He either couldn't decide or couldn't bring himself to say it. I finally chose what I considered the lesser of the possible evils and guided him to a nearby chair.
He sat down and I knelt at his feet. I pushed his legs apart and started sucking his cock. In a very short time he started wriggling around like he was having a fit. I struggled to hold him in place and sucked as energetically as I could. Thankfully, he didn't try to force his cock into my throat. I don't think I could have stood that.
He finally tensed up and flooded my mouth with another load of cum. I wondered briefly how much of that stuff I had swallowed in the last day and a half. I decided that I didn't want to know.
I held his cock in my mouth for a couple of minutes and then slowly sat up. He smiled at me gratefully, as if I had a choice in this. Then he sighed and stood up.
While he was putting his clothing back in order Roy said, "When you get out there send whoever is next to take a break back here. Don't tell them why. I want to keep the bitch under wraps."
In a couple of minutes another man came in to see what Roy wanted. He looked nervous. I guess Roy and this guy weren't on very good terms. But being the magnanimous guy that Roy is he said, "I got myself some sweet young pussy, Leonard. She is spending the day with me. She is kind of new at this and I thought I'd get you guys on the counter to help me break her in."
Roy then proceeded to tell the guy the few rules that applied to fucking me and told him to go ahead and do whatever he wanted.
Leonard was not as shy or inexperienced as Jimmie. He looked me over lustfully. Then he asked over his shoulder, "I can do anything I want to the bitch?"
Roy answered, "That's right. You can do anything but cum in her cunt."
Leonard chuckled and said, "I can live with that. You got any lube?"
I shuddered when I heard that. But then, if I was going to end up letting Roy stick his big cock in my ass later, I guess he was right about letting some guys with normal sized cocks fuck me first.
Roy responded, "No." He pulled his wallet out and took out a twenty dollar bill. He held it out to Leonard and said, "Go to that drug store next door and get some lube. Pick up some of those wet wipes like they use for babies, too. Might as well get her something to keep from getting too nasty."
Before he left I croaked, "Throat spray. Please."
Roy smiled and told Leonard to pick up some throat spray.
He was back in five minutes with a bag. He started to remove his pants. While he was doing that I dug out the throat spray and treated my sore throat to its cooling mist. It seemed to help almost immediately.
Then I was on my knees on the small vinyl couch and Leonard was greasing up my back passage. He didn't stretch me out. He only applied the grease around the outside and then pushed a little bit of it in through the tight opening. He put a little more on his cock and then it began.

It wasn't pleasant. And I wasn't looking forward to having Roy do it. But I had survived this nasty sex act several times yesterday and I knew I could do it. I was even able to force myself to relax when he started forcing his cock into me so it wouldn't hurt as much.

That was how I spent my day. The four countermen came back in the same rotation, over and over again until four in the afternoon when two more men were added to my busy schedule. I sucked them all off at least once and they each fucked my ass at least once. Sometime in the middle of the afternoon, someone bought a box of condoms from next door and they began fucking my pussy, too.

Twice that afternoon, two different men forced their cocks down my throat. I guess they heard that Roy was training me to be a good cocksucker and they wanted to help.
Roy watched everything they did to me and he obviously enjoyed his own private sex show. But he didn't touch me again until about half an hour before Jeff was due to pick me up. He got up from his desk and went out to the front for something. When he returned he was already unbuckling his belt. He ordered me back up on the couch on my knees and I listened in fear as his pants slid down his legs.
I heard him moving around and I gasped when his finger touched my asshole with a fresh glob of that cool lubricant on it. He pushed it in while I started trying to force myself to relax.
I was already sore back there from all of the previous rapes today. But when his fat finger entered me I could tell that I wasn't as tight as I was this morning. He worked his finger in and out of me for a moment and then repeated the process with two fingers. It was uncomfortable, but bearable. I tried comparing the size of his cock and his fingers in my mind. I started to think that maybe he wouldn't kill me after all.
It was painful when he repeated the process with three fingers. I cried out, but I didn't try to get away.
He laughed as he worked the three fingers into my opening and said, "Relax, bitch. You can take three of my fingers. They are bigger than my cock. Hell, if you relax a little you might even enjoy it!"
Yeah. That wasn't going to happen. But I did take heart from the fact that I could stand the pain of his three fat fingers inside of me.

There was a short pause while he greased his cock. Then I felt the spongy knob pushing against my tight opening. It didn't go in at first. I grunted in pain and he was grunted with the effort of forcing his cock into me. Finally he slapped my ass and growled, "Relax, god damn it!"
I concentrated on relaxing those muscles that were trying so hard to protect me from something that they were not supposed to permit to happen to my body. Finally, with one last forceful thrust the head of his cock popped inside of me.

I cried out when my little opening stretched painfully around the head of his cock. But I forced myself to stop hyperventilating and calm down. His cock began to sink into me slowly. It wasn't too bad at first. But the last couple of inches hurt like hell again. He could not have cared less. My painful cries had no effect on him. He didn't stop until he had all nine inches of his fat cock inside of me.

It was hard to breathe. It felt like his cock was pushing against my lungs! But I kept telling myself that after this final assault the long day of rape was over. It probably wasn't. I would most likely have to take care of my other asshole, Jeff. But after getting fucked by Roy and his merry crew, Jeff shouldn't be a problem.
Roy took it easy on me at first. I suppose he was pretty horny. He watched me fucking and sucking his employees all day long. And even when I wasn't being raped by one of his crew I was sitting in his office in the nude. But he was old and fat and even if he was very well equipped, he was no sexual athlete. It took him a very long time to reach orgasm. When he finally came, panting and thrusting into me violently, I was almost more concerned with him having a heart attack than I was with the pain I was experiencing.
But Roy survived. As did I. He finally reached under me and squeezed the hell out of my tits for the last minute of his spastic anal rape and then I felt his monster cock throbbing in my ass as he sprayed my insides with a little more cum.
We stayed in that position for a long time. And when he finally did pull his cock out of me he ordered me to suck it clean. So far this was the grossest of the revolting tasks that my rapists demanded of me. But I did as he demanded of me. I didn't want him to complain to Jeff.

After I sucked his cock and then his balls clean he dressed while I used some of the wet wipes to clean myself off. I was dismayed when I reached back and realized that even after several minutes my back passage was still not completely closed up. I could just imagine myself shopping for diapers.

Roy chuckled, sensing what I was worried about. He assured me, "Don't worry. It'll close up in a couple of minutes. They always do."

I didn't ask how he knew that. I already knew more than I wanted to know about his sex life.

I heard the bell on the loading dock that indicated to me that this part of this dreadful day at least was over. Roy picked up my dress and said, "This has been the most fun I've had in years. I can't wait until that idiot brother of yours needs more parts for his car."

He guided me out of his office and down the hall to the loading dock door. He opened the door and pushed me out, still stark naked. He handed my dress to Jeff and said, "Let me know when you need more parts, kid. She's a damned fine fuck. And I did you a favor. I taught the bitch how to suck a cock."

Jeff beamed proudly as if he had done something to earn the crude compliment besides pimp his sister for his ride. Roy closed the door and I was finally allowed to put my dress on.

Chapter 7

Jeff drove away from the building and said, "Come on. Tell me what happened. I want to hear every detail."
So all the way home I told him what Roy and his employees had done to me. I tried not to dwell on how upset I had gotten when Roy tied me up. I didn't want Jeff to know that about me.
As soon as we got home and stepped inside he held his hand out for my dress. I took it off and handed it to him. Then he ordered me to take a shower and come to his room.
He was watching me when I went to take a shower. I almost fucked up. I started to close the door because that is what people do when they take a shower. But I saw his face and suddenly remembered his order. I was never to close a door. Not my bedroom door, not the bathroom door.
I pulled the door open again and I saw the disappointed look on his face. He just knew that I was so upset that would forget. It killed him that I had remembered in time. But I wasn't relieved. He didn't need an excuse to make my life hell. He was not going to take it easy on me because I obeyed him. He was just disappointed that I didn't give him an excuse, something that he could use to make me think the things that happened were my fault.
When I went to his room half an hour later he was sitting at his computer. He was going through the pictures he has been taking of Tawney and me since this all started. There were hundreds of them.
He looked up and smiled when I came in. It was such a smug, self satisfied look that I wanted to pick up the baseball bat in the corner and smash his face in.
He asked, "Are you still proud of yourself for telling dad about the burnouts? Are you still happy about being daddy's little girl?"
I was tempted to bite. It was the same argument we always had. But it wouldn't make life any easier to piss him off.
He looked at my naked body for a moment and then he said, "I understand Roy taught you how to be a cook cocksucker. Come over here and show me what you learned."
Shit! I had just about gotten to the point that I could swallow without a lot of pain. But it had been getting easier towards the end. And Jeff's cock was at least normal in size. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
I crossed the room and got to my knees in front of him. He spread his legs and I inched forward and took his hard cock in my hand. As I leaned forward I realized that he hadn't spent the day alone. The smell of stale sex was wafting up from his dirty crotch!
I paused for a moment. He chuckled and said, "I fucked Tawney a couple of times today. I thought you might miss the taste of your girlfriend's cunt so I brought you some."
Fucking pig!
I sighed in surrender. Then I held my breath and bent down until the head of his cock was in my mouth. I couldn't really taste anything unusual. It was the smell that was so unpleasant. I forced myself to get on with it. I just wanted to get this over with.
I slid my lips down his shaft and I was as surprised as he was when it slid easily into my throat and my lips ended up around the base of his cock. It wasn't even that bad! Of course, only the head of his cock was in my throat. Not two inches of the shaft and that golf ball sized head that Roy had attacked me with.
It wasn't that hard for me, but Jeff was certainly impressed. When he felt my lips wrapped around the base of his cock he exclaimed, "Holy shit! Don't move!"
He picked up his camera and got a couple pictures of me with his cock buried in my mouth to the hilt. Then he put the camera down, sat back and sighed loudly. In a sarcastic voice, sounding as if we were a loving brother and sister he said, "Go ahead, little sister. Suck your big brother's cock."
I began sliding my lips up and down his cock, anxious to get this over with. I don't know how many times he had raped Tawney today. But even though he had an erection from looking at my pictures when I came into his room tonight, he was nowhere near orgasm. It seemed to take me forever to finally get him to cum.
I guess nothing lasts forever. Not even torture. He finally tensed up and deposited a small amount of bitter cum on my tongue. I waited until he pushed me away before I swallowed. Then I stood up.
He turned his attention back to his computer, preparing to upload the last few pictures he took of me. Without even looking up he said, "You can go to bed now."
I turned to leave. As I was going past his dresser I spotted my cell phone on sitting there. He had taken it away from me that first morning. He didn't say why. But it was obvious he didn't want me trying to get help or even sympathy from my friends.
I picked it up as I went by, holding my breath, praying he wouldn't notice it was gone. I would have to replace it during the night. I knew he would punish me if he found out that I took it.
I took my phone to my room and turned it on. I had dozens of messages. Laney had called repeatedly. So had each of the three girls that had been so sympathetic at Rudy's that first day.
It was late. But I really felt the need to explain to some of my friends that I had no choice. I was not doing these things of my own free will. I had not suddenly turned into a sex fiend.
I went to the bathroom and sprayed my throat with some left over throat spray from the last time somebody had a cold. Then I put my sandals on and went out to the garage. I thought that was the place where I had the best chance of talking without Jeff hearing me.
I didn't know what I was going to say to these people, especially to Laney. But I had to say something. I listened to Laney's messages first. He was very concerned. He had heard what people were saying about me after they saw me and Tawney with Jeff and his friends and he knew that I had not been acting like myself.
I called him, holding my breath until he answered. I heard his sweet voice and I heard the concern when he exclaimed, "Lori! I've been going crazy trying to get in touch with you! What in the hell is going on?!"
I still didn't know what I was going to say! I finally said, "I'm sorry, Laney. I wish I could tell you. I'm sorry to call so late. Jeff took my phone. He isn't letting me talk to anyone."
Now that I was on the phone with him I realized that there wasn't anything I could say to him to explain my behavior. I certainly couldn't tell him the truth! That would be almost as bad and far too embarrassing to try to explain.
Laney exclaimed, "You mean your brother is holding you prisoner?!"
I sighed. If only that was the whole truth.
I finally said, "Laney, I just wanted to let you know that I'm not ignoring you, at least not on purpose. I can't explain over the phone. I'm not sure I can explain at all. And I think that when I do explain you probably won't like me very much anymore. I have to go before Jeff catches me talking to you. I just wanted to tell you that I love you. I'm sorry."
He tried to stop me from hanging up but I had to make one more call before I went to bed. I wanted to at least try to explain to Lynne.
She picked up on the first ring and once more I apologized for calling so late. She laughed and said, "Hell, Lori! It's summer. I don't go to bed until after midnight for the next two months!"
Then her voice got serious and she demanded, "What the hell was all that about?!"

I sighed and said, "You don't know the half of it. God, Lynne. Tawney and I are in so much trouble. Fuck! I don't even know how to explain! Jeff has some embarrassing pictures of us. If you don't mind I would rather not say more than that. But they are awful and if they got out at school, or if our parents saw them then life would end, especially if Tawney's dad saw them. He ... well, you've met him. You know what he is like. He might actually kill her!"

"Now my brother is blackmailing us. The things you saw at Rudy's, that was nothing."
I started crying quietly as we spoke. I couldn't stop. I said, "There is no way out of this. I have tried to think of something, anything. And now I know I am going to lose Laney. I called him. But there was nothing that I could say. I couldn't tell him what's going on. Oh god, Lynne! I don't know what to do!"
Lynne was quiet for a moment. Then she asked, "The pictures Jeff took. Were they something illegal? You didn't kill anyone did you?"

I groaned. It was so fucking embarrassing. Finally I answered, "I wish! Tawney was sleeping over at my house. We ... we did some things, some embarrassing things. Jeff had a camera planted in my room. He wanted to get pictures of us naked. He got a lot more than that."
Lynne laughed explosively. I listened to her reaction in shock. Finally she said, "Shit, Lori! Is that all?! Hell, every girl I know has played around a little with a friend at a sleep over, whether they will admit it or not."
I listened in shock. Then I asked skeptically, "You? I don't believe it!"
Lynne laughed and said, "Honey, if there were pictures of my sleepovers with ... well, I won't say who." Then she said, "Come to think of it, there are a few. We took some. But I guess I see your problem. I wouldn't want my brother to have them and I wouldn't want them circulating at school."
There was silence for a moment and finally I said, "I just wanted you to know that the things I'm doing, they aren't my fault. Please tell people ... well, I don't know what you can tell people. There is no way to explain that isn't as bad as what they probably think anyway. But you are one of my best friends and I wanted to explain. Thanks for being so nice at Rudy's."
Lynne and I talked for a few minutes longer. Before we hung up she said, "Don't worry. We'll figure something out."

I'm glad I called her. I knew that there was nothing she or anyone else could do. But it was reassuring that she understood and was so sympathetic. I went back to my bedroom and booted up my computer for the first time in about three days. I received quite a shock when I checked my email. I had hundreds!
There were emails from most of my friends saying that they saw, or had heard about my strange behavior and wanted to know if I was alright. I couldn't answer them. I still didn't know what to say. There were a dozen emails from Laney. He was worried and he offered to help no matter what the problem was.
I only wish that he could.

The disturbing emails, though, were the dozens and dozens of emails from Jeff. He sent me clips from my movies and hundreds of horrible pictures. There was no text. He made no further threats. He just made it clear by showing me the pictures that I belonged to him now.
I was exhausted after another long day of being raped. But I had to stay awake until Jeff went to sleep so that I could put my phone back on his dresser. I'm not even sure why. I was just afraid of him and I didn't want him to have an excuse to punish me.

I lay in bed in the dark, fighting to stay awake. I saw his light go out, finally. I waited almost an hour before I got up and tiptoed down the hall to his door. I listened to his steady breathing for a minute and decided that he was asleep. I double checked to make sure my phone was turned off. Then I quietly went in and put it back on his dresser.

I went to bed and despite the horrors of the day I fell asleep almost instantly.

I awoke to an unpleasant surprise the next morning. My brother had peeled my covers back and was in the process of crawling on top of me. He was already trying to force his cock into my dry pussy when I realized what was going on.
I cried out, "Wait! I'm dry. Let me do something to lubricate my pussy."
He straightened up and moved up over me, letting the head of his hard cock come to rest on my lips. He said, "Go ahead. Get it wet."
I took his cock into my mouth and began sucking as enthusiastically as I could. If I couldn't convince him to cum in my mouth I might at least speed up the process a little.
While I was sucking his cock he said, "Tawney mentioned yesterday that you will both be starting your periods in the next day or two. That means you can't get pregnant. You didn't think I'd want to know that?"
He chuckled and said, "I have an interesting day planned for your tight little cunt, bitch."
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved back down over me. He was far from gentle when he slammed his cock into my still dry pussy. But at least his cock was moist. It helped a little.
He rested his entire weight on top of my body. His crushing weight made it hard for me to catch my breath. He knew it, too. He fucked me so hard that it was obvious he was more interested in trying to hurt me than he was in reaching orgasm. He pounded his cock into me violently, calling me nasty names and making threats.
The threats didn't faze me so much. I didn't see how my life could get much worse. I was more concerned with the pain he was causing me and with my struggles to breathe.
He finally reached orgasm, shooting my pussy full of his hot cum and obviously enjoying it more than he enjoyed using a condom. But even after he came he continued to rest his full weight on top of me while his cock finished draining inside of me.
It was several minutes before he rolled off of me and ordered me to clean his cock. I sat up and looked down at his messy crotch for a few seconds. But what the hell! It was just one more perverted act in a life that was now filled with demeaning, perverted acts. I got up on my knees and used my mouth to clean the boy I hated most in the world. Come to think of it, he is the only person I hate. Well, to be honest I'm not real fond of his friends either.
I finished cleaning him up. He watched closely, enjoying how much I hated it. Then he said, "Get your bathing suits out and put them on the bed. Then go clean up and make me breakfast."
I have half a dozen bikinis. But none of them are especially revealing. I knew how much the son of a bitch loved to humiliate me. But I was sure that he would be disappointed. I pulled them out and dropped them on the bed beside him. Then I went to the bathroom.
I remembered to leave the door open. I sat down on the toilet. When I looked up I could see across the hall into my bedroom. Jeff was still sitting on my bed. But he was looking up, watching me as I went to the bathroom. I looked away, humiliated once again. I felt my face turning red. I tried to forget about him. I finished emptying my bladder and then I listened to the cum he had just deposited inside of me draining out into the toilet. There wasn't that much. Between us, Tawney and I had kept him drained since he started blackmailing us.
I flushed the toilet and took a quick shower. I did my hair and brushed my teeth and headed for the kitchen. I started the coffee and the smell of it filled the kitchen while I was getting the toast, bacon and eggs ready. I always thought that coffee smelled good. But it seemed so bitter to me. I remembered how much I had enjoyed the cup that Roy had given me yesterday though and I thought that I would try it again.
I put the bacon in the microwave and the toast in the oven to keep warm. But before I started the eggs I poured a cup of coffee. I experimented with the cream and sugar and eventually I came up with a pleasant drink that once more soothed my still sore throat.
I sipped my coffee while I prepared the eggs. Jeff finally came out and joined me. He tossed one of my bikinis on the table and said, "You'll wear that one today. We'll have to find you something else to wear the next time, though."
He had selected my white bikini. It was plain and it was not my most revealing suit so I was a little surprised that he had selected it.
I served breakfast and as usual we ate in silence. Jeff noticed I was drinking coffee. But he didn't say anything. He didn't speak at all until I got up to clear off the table. He told me then that we would be going to the lake.
I had already figured that out. I wasn't fond of the idea of going with Jeff. And I assumed his friends would be there. I also assumed that he intended to humiliate me in front of all the other kids that would be there.
Jeff waited until I wiped the table off. Then he pushed my bikini over to me and said, "Cut the lining out of that and let me see how it looks on you."
Suddenly I wasn't quite so confident about how modest my bikini was going to be. I never considered the possibility of removing the liner. I picked it up and took it to my room, examining it as I walked to try to judge how it would look without the lining.
It took me about fifteen minutes to carefully cut the liner out of the suit. Before I was finished, Barry and Tawney arrived. Tawney came back to my room and we hugged each other. I was tempted to ask her how bad her day had been yesterday. But I decided I'd let her decide if she wanted to talk about it.
She was wearing a beach cover-up and sandals. She saw what I was doing to my suit and she opened her cover-up to show me her suit. It wasn't too bad. It was a very light blue with a freestyle design around the edges of the bra cups and the bottoms in black. The material was as thin as the one I was working on. I could see the outline of her nipples and the bottoms seemed to be trying to crawl up into her pussy without the lining. But I didn't think it was so bad. I've seen more revealing bikinis at the beach.
I shrugged and said, "I've seen worse."
She rolled her eyes and said, "You'll see worse when this gets wet. It molds to my body like a second skin."
Then she looked down at the suit I was working on and said, "But at least it isn't white. You could be in trouble when that gets wet."
I was afraid she was right. But I just nodded. There wasn't much that I could say.
I finished what I was doing and put the suit on. It looked about as revealing as the suit she was wearing. I said, "Come on. I have to show it to Jeff now."
We went out to the living room. I came to a stop in front of Jeff and he looked me over. He was disappointed that the suit wasn't more revealing. He stood up and tweaked my nipples until they were stiff. They stood out under the thin material. But it wasn't the look he was going for.
He ordered me to remove it, wet it in the kitchen sink and put it back on.
I was back in front of him two minutes later, wearing the wet suit. It was still not as revealing as he wanted. But it was worse than I thought it would be. You couldn't actually see through it. But it clung to my body and every feature of my body that was under it was displayed in detail. My nipples, even my areolae were obvious. I could make out individual hairs in my small pubic patch. But worst of all was the way it clung to my mound and outlined my slit. I assumed it was also outlining my ass cheeks in the back.
Although it wasn't what Jeff was hoping for, it was the best we could do with my small collection of bikinis. He ordered me to put some drinks in a cooler, get a blanket and some towels and get ready to go. He went to his room and got his cameras.

The four of us went to the car. I wasn't allowed a cover-up and he made Tawney take hers off. Jeff put the top down and we rode through town in our bikinis. But we had ridden around in worse outfits.
It was still mid-morning when we arrived at the beach but it was pretty crowded already. This beach, one of the three main beaches at the lake, was primarily used by teenagers. The adults didn't care for the loud music and the occasional horny teenage behavior. They didn't want their younger children exposed to some of the racier activities that some of the kids were sometimes guilty of.

Jeff parked and we got out. I was uncomfortable with the idea of walking down to the beach without a cover-up. But after the other outfits I had been forced to wear for the last two days this wasn't much of a problem for me.
Jeff was aware that Tawney and I both felt that way. We could see his disappointment in his expression. It really bothered him. This wasn't fun for him unless he was degrading us and humiliating us, especially in front of our friends.

We passed a couple of snack shacks on the edge of the parking lot. There was also a small shop that sold beach supplies. Jeff sent Barry on ahead and told him to find a spot and spread out the blanket. Then he escorted Tawney and me to the beach shack.
We live in a pretty small town and the people here are kind of conservative. You don't see women wearing thongs at the beach or lying around topless. It just doesn't happen here. I don't know about thongs. But I know that it is illegal to go topless. I never cared before. But now I was glad there was a law against it. I knew that if it was left to Jeff our tits would be exposed to everyone on the beach.
But if he was hoping to find something sexier than the bikinis we had on now I thought he would probably be disappointed.

We went in and started following Jeff around as he browsed through the racks of bikinis in one corner of the small shop. The guy at the counter was waiting on some customers and he ignored us.

I watched Jeff. His increasing frustration as he examined the suits on display was beginning to worry me.
Finally the man behind the counter finished helping the other customers and came over to ask if he could help us find something. He was a large black man with a huge smile and a thick Jamaican accent.

Jeff smiled at the man and after appraising him he said, "Yeah. I'm looking for the two sluttiest bathing suits I can find for my two bitches. Do you have anything like that in here?"

Far from being taken aback, the man's smile grew as he looked Tawney and me over more closely. Finally he said, "Not in here. I have some you might find amusing on my truck. I was going to deliver them to my store down on the gulf when my manager returns. I might just have something you would like. But I have to warn you, they may or may not be legal on your little beach here. I don't suppose that I need to tell you how provincial your little town is. If I sell you one of those suits, I would need your assurances that you wouldn't tell anyone where you got them."

Jeff's grin had widened considerably. He replied, "I can promise you that no one will find out where we got them. And if they are really hot, I can let you spend a little time with one of my girls to reward you for being so helpful."
The Jamaican's eyebrow went up and he looked closer at Tawney and me. He asked us our sizes and then he said, "I'll be right back."

He went into the back of the small shop and we heard the door in the back slam shut when he went out to his truck. He was back in about five minutes with a few small scraps of cloth hanging from his hand.
He invited us over to the counter and laid the two tiny, nearly invisible suits out for Jeff's approval.
I was shocked. Both suits were no more than four tiny triangles of sheer material that I'm not certain were large enough to cover the parts that they were intended to cover. But since they were see-through I guess that wasn't so important.
The Jamaican warned, "These are popular suits in resort areas and they may be more expensive than you were planning on. But I believe they are more along the lines of the suits you were seeking."
Jeff looked around and spotted the changing room. He grinned and asked, "Would you like to come with us and make sure they try them on correctly?"
The man bowed and replied, "I feel it is my obligation to make sure you are completely satisfied."
As we crossed the small shop to the one, small changing booth the man introduced himself as Harry. He tried to find out more about Tawney and me from Jeff. But Jeff would only say that I was his sister and that we were both obligated to do anything and everything that he ordered us to do.
It was obvious that Harry was intrigued. But he didn't push it. He handed me a suit and pulled the curtain on the changing room back out of the way. I stepped inside and after taking a deep breath to calm myself I quickly removed my bikini, keeping my eyes on the wall as I did. I hated looking into the eyes of boys and men and seeing the lust that seemed to be taking over my life lately.
I was straightening out the triangles and strings that were the small bottom of the suit when the outside door opened and three kids came in. Jeff and Harry glanced over and apparently judged them to be no threat. So they turned back to watch me figure out the bikini.
The newcomers glanced over at us and I suppose that they became curious. I heard them coming closer and I heard them come to a stop nearby. I glanced over to see who it was. They were a girl and two boys. I knew one of the boys. The others I had seen around but couldn't tell you who they were. They must be attending the intermediate school. They looked too young to be in high school. Their eyes were huge. But it was obvious they were amused when they saw me standing there naked.
I finally got the strings untangled and put the bottoms on. The tiny patch of sheer material in front only just barely covered my slit. The small patch of blonde pubic hair just above it was totally exposed.
Jeff laughed. Harry assured him, "I have a razor in the back. We'll have to remove that hair before she leaves."
I took the bra, if you want to call those two little triangles of cloth a bra, from the hook near my head and untangled it. I tied it behind my neck and then behind my back. Then I tried to cover my nipples with the tiny triangles.
My areolae are about the size of a quarter. The triangles did not completely cover them. Two slivers of pink flesh extended past the edges of each little patch of cloth.
What was worse was that for some reason my nipples were erect and I think it was more obvious in this suit than it would have been if I was naked. The suit was positively obscene.
I looked up at Jeff finally and said, "Jeff, you know that when the cops come around they are going to arrest us if they see us in these."
Jeff just smiled and said, "We are just going to have to make sure that you are in the water when the cops come by."
Jeff ordered me to leave the suit on and I stepped out of the booth so that Tawney could change.
I stood off to the side, pretty much naked now. Tawney looked me up and down and I saw the humiliation she felt as she started for the little booth. She already had the other suit in her hand.
Another couple came in as Tawney entered the booth. I knew both of them. Sara waved and pulled her boyfriend JD over to see what everyone was looking at and to say hello.
They didn't pay any attention to my suit until they were standing behind me. I heard Sara gasp and then she exclaimed, "Lori!"
I turned my head to face her and was surprised by her expression. She exclaimed, "I love it! Did you get that here?!"
I turned around so that she could get the full effect and responded, "Sara! I'm fucking naked!"
She giggled and said, "Yeah! It's hot!"
JD smiled and added, "I'll say!"
I don't know if she was prepared for what she saw next. She and JD and the rest of us all watched Tawney take her suit off and then go through the same process I did of straightening out the new suit and putting it on.
I heard JD say under his breath, "Far fucking out!"
Then he exclaimed, "Ow! Cut it out, Sara! That hurt! I can't help it. Look at her! Fuck she's hot!"
Tawney ignored them, except for turning a darker shade of red. She struggled with the suit and finally got it in place. I felt even worse about the way I looked after seeing her and getting the full effect.
Jeff looked at Tawney and me and said, "I'll take them."
Harry smiled and said to Sara, "If you really want one of these I'll have to get it for you. They are in my truck. I'll be with you in about ten minutes if that's alright."
The other three kids that had come in just wanted a bottle of suntan oil. He sold them the oil and they left. Their eyes were still about to pop out of their heads.
I listened to Jeff and Harry haggle about the price of the suits. He felt he should get a nice discount since he was throwing in a piece of ass. Harry obviously wanted us. But he wasn't easy and haggling seemed to be something that he enjoyed.
They finally reached an agreement. I was glad that it was over because Sara and JD were standing nearby listening and they couldn't have missed the fact that as a part of our bargain, Harry was going to have sex with either Tawney or me.
Jeff handed him the cash and asked him about the razor. Harry smiled and invited us into the back room. It was tiny. With the four of us standing around it was absolutely claustrophobic.
There was a small, very dirty bathroom containing a toilet and a sink. Both were so dirty that you couldn't tell that they used to be white. Harry went out the door to his truck. He returned a minute later with a small toiletry bag. He took out his razor and from a drawer he removed a pair of scissors. He invited us to remove the bottom halves of our suits and then he turned to Jeff and asked, "Do you mind if help?"
Jeff grinned and said, "Not if you don't mind if I take pictures."
Harry grinned and said, "I don't mind at all."
Tawney and I removed the bottom halves of our suits and Harry invited me to sit on a shaky wooden table in the center of the room and lie back. When I did I saw Sara and JD standing at the counter. They could see into the room and they were watching Harry pull up a stool between my legs.
I whispered to Jeff, "Would you please close the curtain?!"
He looked out and saw Sara and JD and went over to the doorway. But instead of closing it he asked, "Would you guys like a better view?"
I saw them look at each other and smile. Seconds later they were standing behind Harry, watching him snip away at my pubic hair.
I had to believe that Sara was clueless. I mean, she was never the brightest bulb on the marquee. But she wasn't cruel either. I am reasonable certain that she thought that Tawney and I were doing this of our own free will.
I don't suppose that JD cared much either way. He was looking at naked female flesh. That was all he cared about. Since no one was crying rape he had no decisions to make.
Harry carefully trimmed my pubic patch down to mere stubble. It necessarily involved a lot of touching. But good old Harry didn't seem to mind.
When he was finished he picked me up and set me down on the floor. I stood back and watched as he performed that same service for Tawney. I watched his fingers dipping inside of her as he worked and I was surprised to see them coming out wet. But no matter how her body was reacting, it was obvious how she felt about what he was doing.
Tawney is my best friend in the world. But she has one major flaw that has always bothered me. It is the only thing that we have ever fought about. We never resolved it so we don't talk about it. But she is prejudiced. Actually, it isn't so much that she hates black people. She is afraid of them.
Being forced to lie back and let a black man explore her pussy must have been the hardest thing that she has had to do so far. This was probably more traumatic for her than when my asshole brother took her virginity.
I finally tore myself away. I went into the tiny bathroom with the razor. I wet my stubble and soaped it up with hand soap. Then I carefully shaved the small patch of stubble until my skin was smooth.
When I finished and went back into the room I saw something that was hard to believe. Harry had finished trimming Tawney's pubic hair. Now he was slowly moving two large, black fingers in and out of her pussy while gently teasing her clit with his other hand.
Tawney's eyes were glassy and I could see that it wouldn't be long before she reached orgasm. I think that Harry must have been able to tell that she had a problem with black people. He looked over at Jeff and said, "This one. I want to fuck this one."
Jeff had given him his choice when they were dickering for the suits.
Jeff smiled and shrugged. He didn't really care. Well, he would probably have preferred to see me getting fucked by a big black guy. But except for his disappointment at missing out on this opportunity to torment me he didn't care who Harry fucked.
I don't think Tawney realized yet what the buzz of conversation around her meant for her. She was incredibly fond of what that black stranger was doing with his hands despite her fears.
Harry called me closer and ordered me to pull his pants down so he could fuck my friend. I glanced over at Sara and was surprised to see the feverish look on her face. I think that she would have loved to have taken Tawney's place at that moment.
Harry turned to face me without stopping what he was doing with his fingers. I untied the rope around his waist and unfastened his pants. I unbuttoned the button and they slid right down to the floor. He wasn't wearing underwear.
He ordered me to kiss his cock. It was a fascinating sex organ. It wasn't the biggest I have seen. Roy's and Stan's cocks were both larger. But it was at least eight inches long and the coal black skin made it look so ... sexy! I'd never seen a cock before three days ago. This was the first time I've seen a black one. Something about it kind of took my breath away. Not just me either. Sara looked pretty weak in the knees.
I finally stopped staring. I leaned closer and kissed the fat knob and then licked it so that it would be nice and wet. It wasn't necessary. I could see that Tawney was providing plenty of lubrication for the fuck that I don't think she realized yet was coming.
While I was licking Harry's cock, Jeff said, "Show him your new trick."
I didn't expect that. But I was pretty sure I could do it. I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and started sliding them down the shaft. My eyes were closed. But I heard a strange noise and opened them. Sara was kneeling on the other side of Harry. She was so close that I could feel her warm breath as she watched in amazement.
It took me three tries to get his cock down my throat. When I had my lips wrapped around the base of his cock, Harry swore under his breath and his body shivered so hard that I was afraid he was cumming. I opened my eyes and saw Sara's face so close she could almost have kissed me! Her eyes were huge. I looked in her eyes and when our eyes met she gasped and asked breathlessly, "How did you do that?!"
I slowly pulled back and then demonstrated for her twice more. She didn't even seem to realize that Harry had his hand under her bra and was squeezing one of her tits. I couldn't see JD's face. I wondered what his reaction to this was.
Harry finally pushed me away and turned back to Tawney. I lined the head of his cock up and he slowly began to slide it into her.
I almost laughed at the jealous look on Sara's face as his large black cock disappeared into my best friend.
Jeff grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me to my feet. He guided me around the table and pushed me down over Tawney. She opened her eyes just before our lips met and smiled. But it was a kind of dopey smile. She was really out of it. That big black cock inside of her might have been having a positive impact on her feelings about people of other races. Either that or she was so out of that she didn't know he was fucking her yet.
Tawney put her arms around my neck and our kisses became very passionate. I teased her breasts with one hand and held her head in my other. Tawney quickly went crazy and started having massive orgasms. I had to hold her down on that wobbly table. I was afraid it was going to collapse under us.
She must have had a dozen orgasms. But Harry was still going strong. I heard Sara say something. I didn't catch it at first. Then she repeated, "Please. Do me! Please sir. I want you to fuck me like that!"
I lifted my head and turned to look at Sara. She had taken her suit off, or someone else had. JD was behind her rubbing his groin against her ass and watching that big black cock driving Tawney crazy.
I tried to decipher the look on JD's face. I actually think he wanted Harry to fuck his girlfriend!
Harry smiled at Sara and said in a voice interspersed with heavy breathing, "You may be disappointed, little girl. I may not last much longer."
Sara almost screamed, "I don't care! I want you to fuck me! Fuck me with that beautiful cock!"
Tawney smiled, somewhat vacantly. But I think she was aware of what was going on. She lifted her head and watched the interplay between Harry and poor, sex crazed Sara.
Harry moved his hand over her small breasts and looked at her boyfriend. He asked, "What about you? Do you want me to fuck your girlfriend?"
JD shivered as if he was having an orgasm and then nodded. Harry smiled and slowly pulled his cock out of Tawney. She moaned when it was gone, as if she was disappointed! I looked down at her. She looked back, amused at her own reactions I think. She shrugged. But there was a big, very satisfied smile on her face as Harry lifted her up and set her down beside him.
Sara started climbing up on the table before Harry could even turn around. We all watched as he lined his cock up and began to slide it into her very wet opening.
Sara was sitting up watching that big, black cock enter her. JD had moved close. He had his arm around her shoulders, holding her upright, supporting her so that she could watch Harry's cock enter her body. JD was watching, too.
As soon as Harry's cock was all the way in and he had begun to fuck her with long, hard strokes, Sara put her arms around JD and they kissed as if it was JD fucking her!
Harry was watching them and grinning. But he seemed more interested in the way her tits were bouncing now than in their kiss. We all watched Sara. She was amazing. She started having orgasms almost immediately and screaming into her boyfriend's mouth.
It is a good thing that she had a hair trigger because this was all too much for Harry. He probably only fucked her for five minutes before he started slamming into her violently and filling her with cum.
Suddenly everyone stopped moving and the room was silent except for the sound of heavy breathing. Everyone was staring at Sara. I thought she would be embarrassed now that it was over. But the dumb broad just smiled up at JD and panted, "Fuck! That was wonderful. Thank you, baby."
JD smiled and asked, "Why are you thanking me? He's the one that fucked you!"
She smiled and replied, "Because you let me ... and you didn't get mad. You aren't mad are you?"
He smiled and said, "Fuck no! I'm so horny I'm going to explode. That was hot! Let's get you one of those suits and then go out to the car for a few minutes."
Harry finally pulled out of her and picked up a t-shirt to wipe his cock off with. Jeff stopped him. He said, "Hold on man. Don't ruin the shirt. Lori, you know what to do."
I sighed. I remembered how horrible it had been the first few times I had been forced to do this. Now it was such a common task that I almost did it without being asked.

I was aware of everyone watching me as I bent down and took Harry's shiny cock into my mouth. It was soft now. But it was still almost as large as it was when it was hard. I was even able to take it into my throat, though it was trickier when it wasn't hard. It wanted to bend when the soft tip pressed against the entrance to my throat.
After I sucked his cock clean I stood up. Sara had been watching in awe. She asked me, "How do you do that?!"

I answered, "It's easy, Sara. Some guy with a big hard cock ties you up and rapes your throat until you get used to it."

She tilted her head and looked at me askance. She didn't know if I was putting her on or not.

Tawney finally went into the bathroom and used the razor to finish up what Harry had started. When she was finished she came out and Sara went in and sat on the toilet. All of the guys watched her as she sat there and peed and then let Harry's cum drain out of her. She just smiled blithely back at everyone. What a fucking idiot!

Chapter 8

Tawney and I put the little bottoms of our transparent suits back on. They were really obscene. They weren't so uncomfortable in the sexually charged atmosphere of this little room. But the anticipation of going out that door and walking down the beach in front of so many kids that knew me was tying my stomach up in knots.
It wasn't until we were covering our asses, more or less, that I realized Jeff had been so fascinated by what had just happened he had apparently forgotten to take pictures.
As Tawney and I followed Jeff out through the store we heard Sara and JD trying to decide which color suit they wanted to get her.
We stepped back out into the bright sunlight. Tawney was in front of me. I saw her suit almost disappear when the sun hit it. The little patch of sheer material in the back only reached half way up the crack of her ass. And it was only an inch wide at its widest point. It was sexy as hell to look at. But the idea that it looked the same on me was making my heart beat faster. I felt like I was turning red all over and we weren't even down to the beach yet.
We didn't have anything that we could hold in front of us as we made our way through the throng of teenagers on the beach. Barry had gone ahead with the blanket and towels. We didn't even have the suits that we were wearing when we arrived. Jeff threw those away.
The only way I could avoid seeing the faces of the other kids was to stare intently at a small mole between Tawney's shoulder blades as we walked between the kids, once more creating a cone of sudden silence as everyone looked up at us in total disbelief. We might just as well have been naked. There was no part of our bodies that they couldn't see.
We walked down the beach until we found Barry. Jeff's five friends were already there, too. They were very loud and very vulgar in their appreciation of our new bikinis.
The silence that had surrounded us was replaced by a quiet buzz of conversation. We didn't have to guess what everyone was talking about. Tawney and I were anxious to lie down on the blanket so that we were as inconspicuous as possible. But before we could, Jeff said, "Why don't you two go on in and see how the water is?"
Fuck!
Oh well. We knew this was going to happen. This was why he brought us here. This was why he bought these obscene bikinis.
Tawney and I held hands and made our way through the throng to the water. A lot of boys and quite a few girls had gathered near us to stare in disbelief at our nearly naked bodies. We had to make our way through them to get to the water.
It was early in the year and the water was still cool. But we were both anxious to get in and hide in the water. We knew what we would look like coming out when those little patches of cloth were wet. But that was a problem for the future. The problem for the moment was hiding the only way that we could, in the water.
We waded in to about mid-thigh and then dove in. It actually wasn't that bad. It was cool, but we had experienced a warmer than normal winter and an early spring so the water was tolerable.
We swam out until we could stand up and the water would be up to our necks. We stood together and talked quietly. Tawney was embarrassed when I asked her about Harry. She blushed and admitted, "When he first started touching me I nearly freaked out. But damn! He really knew what he was doing! It was kind of funny. Once I started getting turned on it wasn't so important that he was a black man. By the time you helped him put his cock inside of me, wow! I didn't get as carried away as that crazy cunt, Sara did. But to be honest, he was very, very good. I wouldn't mind doing that with him again!"
I laughed at her. But I was impressed with her honesty and with how quickly she had apparently had a change of heart about black people. I hoped that it would apply to black people with all of their clothes on, and that it would be permanent. It had always bothered me that she was such a closet racist. On the other hand, I hoped that the pendulum didn't start swinging too far in the other direction either. Not that I'd mind if she dated a black guy, just as long as she wasn't dating him because he was black.
I glanced back up the beach at Jeff every now and then. I was in no hurry to go back there. But I certainly didn't want to piss him off. I began to scan the faces of the other kids on the beach. A lot of them were watching us, waiting for us to come back out of the water. I saw an awful lot of kids from my class. While I was watching I saw Lynne, Tommie and Becky arrive. They were walking down the beach, apparently looking for someone. I saw Lynne spot her boyfriend and two other guys and they made their way over and joined them. They were a lot closer to our blanket than I would have liked. It would be harder for me that those three girls were going to witness the humiliating things that I was going to have to do today.
I was watching them discreetly. I saw her boyfriend explain what he had just seen and nod in our direction. Lynne looked up and waved at us. I was forced to wave back. I would have preferred to ignore her. But at least I knew she didn't blame me for what I was about to have to do.
Lynne spread her things out and sat down to make a phone call. I turned back to Tawney and we talked a little more. She was uncomfortable asking, but she was curious about what happened to me yesterday. So I told her.
She wanted to know what it was like to have a cock in my throat.
I admitted that now it wasn't so bad. But I described what I went through to get to this point and she had no desire to acquire the ability.
I had forgotten all about the guys. I wasn't even glancing at Jeff any longer. But Tawney was keeping an eye on him. I saw her expression change. Her face tightened up and she said, "He's calling us out of the water. Are you ready?"
I sighed and answered, "Fuck no!"
But we had to obey. We held hands again and slowly made our way to the beach. Barry had put the blanket near the top of the beach at the edge of the grass. We had to cross through all of those kids, through all of those shocked faces, through all of those boys staring at our breasts and our pussies as we made our way to the blanket.
We stared at the sand and tried not to look anyone in the eye as we walked back to the blanket. I started to lie down as soon as we got to the blanket but Jeff tossed us each a towel and ordered us to stand there and towel off. When we were dry he ordered us to lie on our backs.
I could feel everyone looking at us. I could feel the lust in the air emanating from all of the horny teenage boys around us. It was not as exciting as you might think.
It didn't get any better when we were lying on our backs on the blanket. They had apparently worked out a schedule between them. Stan and Kris were first. They knelt beside us and began to slowly apply suntan lotion to our exposed flesh. That was pretty much everywhere.
While we were getting felt up by Jeff's friends the gawkers had begun to gather again. The only place that Tawney and I could hide was behind our closed eyelids. But Jeff wouldn't even allow us that hiding place. He ordered us to keep our eyes open and smile at the guys that were watching us. Then he bent close and began to tell us what else was in store for us today.
Throughout the day, first his five friends, and then a bunch of guys from his class who had already been notified of their good luck, were going to be taking us into a small clearing in the grass behind us. They already knew that they could do anything they wanted to us. I could hear in his voice how much it turned him on just to tell us how bad our day was going to be. He told us that we would end up fucking and sucking off about twenty-five kids today by the time we went home.
But then he looked around and said, "But then, there are a lot of horny guys out here today. It might be a lot more than that."
I would have thought that I was past it by now. But as my heart sank into despair I felt the tears welling up and running down my cheeks.
Jeff reached out and gathered some of my tears on his fingertip and said, "Good! I'd hate it if this was easy for you."
And then I heard a voice I really didn't want to hear. Laney! He was standing at my feet. He looked at Jeff and the disgust he felt for my brother seemed to be rolling off of him in waves.
Laney smiled. It was a cold smile that I have never seen on his face before. He said to Jeff, "I have something else for you that you are going to hate, you warped son of a bitch."
I sat up and exclaimed, "Laney! Please, go home! I don't want you to see me like this."
Laney looked like he was going to do something stupid. He was in very good shape. But he had a body like a gymnast. He was not in the same league as my football playing brother and his five friends.
I saw the determination in Laney's eyes and I said, "Laney! Damn it! Go home. There are seven of them and they are all bigger than you. The last thing I want is for you to get hurt defending something that doesn't exist anymore."
Laney smiled down at me, infuriating me with his stubbornness. Then he turned his attention back to Jeff. Jeff was a little surprised at the confidence that Laney was exuding. But he knew that Laney was no match for him, much less him and his six friends, if you count Barry. Jeff outweighed Laney by close to fifty pounds. And it wasn't fat.
Kids were starting to gather around to see the fight that seemed to be brewing. Jeff finally got to his feet. That arrogant smile was plastered all over his face again. He had always been a bit of bully and he had to like these odds. He was probably looking forward to pounding Laney into the sand.
Jeff looked around and spotted Laney's sister Leigh standing off to the side a couple of feet away. He smiled and nodded at her and asked Laney sarcastically, is that your back up?"
Laney chuckled. He seemed to have more confidence than I thought the situation merited. He was badly outnumbered. He replied with a pleasant smile, "She asked me if I would let her take a couple of your friends down. I couldn't disappoint her. I love my little sister."

Jeff chuckled and asked incredulously, "You are going to have your little sister beat up two of my friends?!"
Laney shrugged and replied, "It wasn't my idea. I don't need her help. She asked nicely, though. I thought the practice would do her good."

The crowd around us was growing rapidly. And they were all amused at Laney and the outrageous things he was saying. But I didn't see any way that this could end well for Laney ... or his little sister. And I didn't want them to get hurt.

Jeff started across the blanket but before he reached Laney I jumped up and came between them. I stopped Jeff and said, "No, Jeff! Don't hurt him. Let me talk to him. I don't want you to do this."
Jeff didn't even look at me. He brushed me aside and suddenly rushed Laney. It all happened so quickly that I didn't see what happened. By the time I turned around, Jeff was on his back in the sand with a stunned look on his face.

The crowd around them laughed and Jeff turned bright red. He scrambled to his feet and went into a boxing stance. He was a little more careful now as he approached Laney.
I watched as Laney easily ducked two quick blows and then spun around. Somehow, Jeff ended up on his back again and once again I was not even sure what happened!
That was when Jeff's friends got up and decided to get involved. They hesitated when Leigh took up a fighting stance. No one wanted to hit a girl, at least, not in front of all these witnesses.
They stopped and looked down at Jeff who was just getting to his feet again. He still looked a little confused. But he was obviously furious. He turned to his friends and said, "Come on! Let's kick their asses!"
Me, Tawney, everyone around us, we all watched in shocked disbelief as Laney and his little sister beat the crap out of Jeff and Barry and Jeff's five big friends. And those boys never laid a hand on either of them.
It would have ended a lot quicker. But the crowd was laughing at them and they couldn't stand that. They kept getting back up and charging something they couldn't even touch. It was like they were attacking ghosts.
I watched Laney and Leigh moving around effortlessly. They were smiling and obviously having a good time. It didn't even look like they were striking back at the large boys that were attacking them. But the boys kept falling hard on the sand, grabbing parts of their bodies and moaning in obvious pain.
After everything that Tawney and I had suffered at their hands in the last few days we found all of this highly amusing. It wasn't until all seven of them were lying around moaning and groaning and unable to get up one more time that I realized how much danger Tawney and I were in. Jeff still had those photographs and those movies.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and went over to where Laney and his sister were standing. They weren't even breathing hard. I reached up and placed my hands on Laney's cheeks. I looked into his eyes and said, "I appreciate what you just did, Laney. But I'm afraid it isn't over. He has hundreds of pictures and several movies that he is using to blackmail us. It would be nice if he learned a lesson from this. But I'm afraid he is just going to take it out on us when we leave here."
Laney smiled and said, "Lynne explained. I'll take care of it."
He put his arms around me and tried to hug me but I pushed him away. With tears in my eyes I said, "Laney, I really appreciate this. But I've done some terrible things in the last three days. And all of our friends and seen me ... well, they have seen me like this. Look at me!"
He grinned and said, "Yeah! You sure look hot!"
Then he got serious and said, "I don't care, Lori. We'll work it out. And most of your friends know that your brother was blackmailing you. They know you aren't the kind of girl that does the things he made you do."
Then he couldn't help looking down at my breasts and saying with a sweet smile, "I gotta give him credit for that suit, though!"
I stopped trying to reason with him and threw my arms around his neck. We kissed passionately for several long moments, ignoring the comments and occasional bursts of applause from the crowd.
I finally stepped back and asked, "Is that why you are here? Did Lynne call you?"
He nodded. Then he said, "Yeah. We talked yesterday. I didn't know what was wrong and I was worried about you. She told me about your conversation. She called me last night after the two of you talked on the phone. I wish you had come to me right away."

I replied, "I wish I had, too. But I couldn't. I was too embarrassed. And he wouldn't let me use my phone. And besides, how the hell was I supposed to know that you were super fucking man?! What the hell just happened here?"

Then I turned to look at Leigh. We had gotten pretty close since Laney and I started going out. She smiled and said, "Our dad teaches martial arts. He has been teaching us since we were old enough to walk. This was the first time we got to use it outside of exhibitions. It's fun! Call us the next time you get in trouble, please."

There was more laughter from the kids around us. Then Tawney and I wrapped ourselves up as much as possible in towels. Laney helped Jeff to his feet and said, "Come on, Jeff. Let's go do some housecleaning."
Jeff growled, "Fuck you!"

But Laney held his hand up behind his back and Jeff preceded us to the parking lot without another word. Laney forced Jeff into the trunk of his own car and the three of us got in. Leigh stayed behind. She was going to spend some time with Lynne and then Lynne would drive them home in Laney's car.

Laney drove us to our house. On the way to the house I was all over him. I promised him that as soon as we were alone I was going to thank him in ways that he couldn't even imagine.

Tawney heard me. She laughed and asked, "You mean I can't help?!"
I turned and smiled at her. I could see that she was serious. We looked into each other's eyes for a moment and I said, "Well, he did save your ass, too. I guess it would just be right."
Then I turned back and rested my head on Laney's shoulder. I asked him innocently, "You don't mind if Tawney helps me thank you, do you?"
He chuckled. I think that he thought I was kidding. Boy! Is he in for a surprise!
Laney backed Jeff's car into the driveway and we all got out. He opened the trunk and didn't seem at all surprised when Jeff attempted to spring up and attack him. He smiled and Jeff dove past him, landing in a pile on the driveway, slumped against the garage door.
Laney asked calmly, "Did you get that all out of your system now?"
Jeff started to swear at him but Laney leaned over and did something to him. It looked like he was just holding Jeff's hand! Jeff became silent and scrambled to his feet.
When he was standing, Laney said to him, "There are ladies present. Please watch your language. We are going to go in the house and destroy all of those photographs and all of those movies and if you behave yourself you won't get hurt. Now I have to tell you, after hearing what you have done I think that I would really enjoy hurting you. So that was a difficult promise for me to make. But I'll leave it up to you."
Jeff grimaced in pain. It still looked like Laney was just holding his hand. But whatever he was doing certainly kept Jeff in check.
I took Jeff's keys from Laney and went ahead to unlock the door. Tawney followed us with Jeff's cameras.
We went straight to Jeff's bedroom. Laney demanded the disks and every copy that Jeff had made. Jeff pulled out some of his music CDs and said, "The disks are in those cases."
Laney handed them to me. I asked, "Where are all of those copies you and Barry were going to distribute?"
Laney did something and Jeff cried out in pain. He quickly responded, "They're blanks! I was bluffing! I knew you'd cave if you thought I was going to hand out copies of that movie!"
Laney got up in his face and said, "If another copy of those disks shows up I'm going to put you in the hospital. And when you come out of the hospital you won't be interested in girls anymore."
From the look on Jeff's face I could see that he believed the threat. He turned pale and promised that there were no more copies.
Laney asked him about the photographs next. Jeff quickly responded, "I don't have them on disk. They are all on my hard drive now."
Laney checked the cameras to make sure that there were no pictures on them. Then he opened up Jeff's CPU and ripped out the hard drive.
Jeff almost screamed in pain. The thought of losing everything on his hard drive was almost more than he could stand. He watched in horror as Laney held up his hard drive and said, "I'm going to destroy this. But just to double check, I understand that you did not share these with your friends or post them on the internet. Is that correct?"

Jeff squeaked something unintelligible. Then he nodded. He slumped down into his chair, assuming that Laney was through with him. But before we left, Laney said, "You are a bully. I know how your mind works. You are probably not thinking too clearly right now. But soon you are going to start trying to think of some way to get even with Lori. I won't permit it. LOOK AT ME JEFF!"

Startled, Jeff looked up.

Laney said, "If I hear that you have made any threats or if you have done anything to get even with Lori for what happened today, if you even look at her cross eyed, I am going to put you in a wheelchair. I don't like you. I have never liked you. Because you are a dumb jock you probably don't realize how few people at school really like you. You are not as popular as you probably think you are. There are a lot of people who think that I should cripple you right now because of what you have done to these two girls. But I don't want to hurt you. I don't think like you do. I wasn't raised that way. I think we understand each other now. Right?"

Jeff had already surrendered. He nodded sullenly.

We filed out of Jeff's room and went to the garage. I noticed that Laney seemed uncomfortable. It was only then that I realized that Tawney and I were still wearing just those tiny bikinis Jeff had bought this morning.
I smiled and said, "Don't you like our bathing suits? You seem uncomfortable."
He blushed. He knew I was teasing him. He said, "They're okay I guess. I suppose you look alright, for a girl."
We followed Laney into the garage. He put Jeff's hard drive into a vise and looked around until he found a power drill and a box of drill bits. He plugged it in and drilled four holes in the hard drive. Then he tossed it in the trash.
I smiled and said, "You could have taken that home. You would have liked some of the pictures."
Laney blushed again. I put my arms around him and said, "If you are finished playing handyman, would you please come to my room. I have learned some things in the last couple of days that might interest you."
Laney and I have kissed and held each other before. But we were both virgins when we went out and he didn't push me. I appreciated it at the time. But there was no reason we couldn't consummate our relationship now.
Laney pulled me close and said, "I am looking forward to learning from you, wise one. But don't you think you should wait and sort through how you feel about what has happened to you?"
I chuckled and answered, "Laney, after watching you at the beach today I am so horny I am going to rape you if you don't come willingly."
Tawney was standing nearby watching us. She said, "Lori, I can't go home like this. I need to borrow some clothes before you guys get carried away."
I said, "I thought you were going to help."
Her smile widened. She asked, "Really? Are you sure?"
I tried to pull Laney through the house to my bedroom but he wouldn't budge. Tawney didn't seem to notice how nervous Laney was. But she was having her own second thoughts. She suggested, "Maybe you guys should be alone, at least the first time."
Laney seemed to agree. So reluctantly I said, "Maybe you're right, Tawney. And I guess that we have a lot to talk about. How about if the three of us get together tomorrow?"
Laney was still nervous. But he reluctantly let me pull him through the house to my room. Jeff had closed his door. He was probably pouting. But suddenly I remembered how we had gotten into this mess. As far as I knew he still had a camera in my bedroom. I mentioned it to Laney. He went to Jeff's room and entered without knocking. He came back out a minute later and we went into my room.
Laney walked over to my bookcase and located a small camera. He threw it on the floor and crushed it. Then he let me guide him to my bed. I got out a pair of shorts and a top for Tawney. She stood in front of Laney, smiling down at him as she took off her little bikini and slipped into the clothes I gave her. Then she leaned down and kissed Laney on the top of his head and said, "Thank you, Laney. What you did today was wonderful and I am going to show you just how much I appreciate it tomorrow. So don't let this nasty bitch kill you today."
Laney didn't know what to say. He just blushed and nodded.
I didn't bother to see Tawney out. She knew the way. I closed my bedroom door and took off the little bikini that didn't cover anything. I pushed Laney over and stretched out beside him on my bed. We talked for a very long time.
I found it hard to believe that after all Laney had learned about the things that happened to me in the last few days he honestly seemed not to care. But we had more to discuss than his acceptance of my suddenly sordid past. I have changed in the last few days.
It isn't just that I am no longer a virgin, though losing my virginity the way that I did is part of it. The events of the last few days might be expected to put a girl right off of sex. It had the opposite effect on me.
I hate my brother and his friends with a passion. But I really like sex. I like all kinds of sex. Sex excites me and I don't have a lot of inhibitions left. I enjoyed sex with Tawney. I enjoyed sex with several boys that I hate and I enjoyed it with several men I didn't even know. And it embarrasses me to admit it. But although I was more embarrassed than I can put into words, there were times when I was being exhibited by my brother that I had to hide how turned on I was becoming. I don't pretend to understand that particular phenomenon, but I can't deny that it happened.
The major topic of our discussion as we lay together in my bed was sex. I was well aware that Laney had an erection for most of that time. I kissed him and my hand came to rest on that large bulge in his pants. He groaned and his entire body twitched in response to my touch.
I whispered, "Does that feel good?"
He sighed and responded teasingly, "No, you silly bitch! That feels terrible."
But then he got serious and although it embarrassed him to admit it he said, "Lori, I would have been nervous if you were still a virgin and we were here doing this. I'm not put off by the things that happened to you. But now, I feel like you must know so much more than me. I'm afraid I'm going to do something stupid or that I won't be any good at it."
I kissed him and said, "It took a lot of nerve to say that. Laney, I love you. You saved my life. Trust me, baby, a couple of days of being raped does not make me an expert. I've learned some things that I am looking forward to teaching you because they were fun. And I can't help wanting to try out some of what I learned on someone I love. But there's no hurry. First there is a lot of touching we haven't gotten around to. May I suggest a nice way to start?"
I got up and helped Laney to his feet. Then I started taking his clothes off. He was very self conscious. But he had no need to be. He has a perfect body. All of that martial arts training has helped him to develop a body that any woman would be happy to get her hands on. But the surprise that put the big smile on my face was when I pulled his pants down. He has a beautiful cock! When I uncovered it I looked up at him and exclaimed, "Laney! You've been holding out on me! It's beautiful!"
I leaned forward and gently touched my lips to his hard cock. He groaned and his legs nearly gave way. His cock is the perfect size. I guess it is about seven inches long. It is a little fatter than average. Or at least it is fatter than all but two of the cocks I have seen since my brother started blackmailing me.
I knew that Laney was still a virgin. This was his first time being naked in front of a girl. I remembered what it was like for me a few days ago. But I was pretty sure I could make him forget about his nervousness quickly.
I took his hand and led him to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and while the water was warming up I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my belly against his hard cock. I smiled up at him and said, "My hero. I'm going to make you the happiest boy in our town, Laney."
He smiled, gazing down at the tops of my breasts and said, "I'm pretty damned happy already!"
When the sides of our walk-in shower were steamed up I led him inside. We took a minute to rinse off the rest of the sand from the beach. Then I started soaping him up. It took me a long, long time and I enjoyed it every bit as much as he did. I never realized what a perfect body he had. It was perfectly proportioned, firm and muscular without being muscle bound. He had a perfect cock and the prettiest ass you ever saw on a boy.
After he was all soaped up I kissed him and said, "My turn."
He laughed and corrected me, "You mean my turn."
He was about to touch my body with his hands for the first time. I almost cried to think that I could have done this a week ago and he would have been the first. I could only comfort myself with the knowledge that he would appreciate the things that I have learned since then. I was going to make sure of it.
And besides, I was probably a pretty lousy fuck before all of those rapes. I would have been much too shy and much too fastidious to be a good lover for him. A week ago I would never have used my tongue on his cute little butt or taken his cock down my throat the way I was going to in about fifteen minutes. I hate what I had to go through to get to this point. But I was going to make the best of it.
Laney spent a long time washing my hair. I didn't think that he had a hair fetish. So I'm guessing he was nervous about touching my body for the first time. But I was having fun and we had plenty of time. Dad put in a new water heater a few months ago and it has a huge capacity.
Laney finally took me in his arms. He held me with my back pressed against his body and he reached around and started washing my body with his gentle hands and my bodywash. I leaned my head on his shoulder, closed my eyes and savored every touch, every caress. I was already aroused. But his touch was magical. He quickly started to drive me crazy. This was not the first time I showered with someone. But it was by far the most exciting time. It was the first time with a boy I loved.
Laney was still nervous about touching me and finally, after he had thoroughly lathered up my body I placed my hands over his and held them over my breasts. I sighed and said, "I love you, Laney. And I love the way your hands feel on my body. We should do this more often."
He chuckled and said, "How do you think your parents will feel about that?"
I laughed and responded, "I'm sure they won't mind, once dad cuts your balls off."
Laney was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "That sounds like a fair trade to me."
I slowly slid one of his hands down until I was pressing it against my vulva. I moaned in pleasure at his touch. Then I said, "I have some reservations. I don't know your balls as well as I'm going to in a few minutes. But I'm pretty sure I'd miss them."
We finally rinsed off and then dried off quickly. I brushed my teeth and dried my hair out a little while Laney sat on the sink counter beside me with a look of love in his eyes that made me so happy I wanted to cry.
I finally put my brush down and moved over to stand between Laney's strong legs. I smiled up at him and asked, "Feeling lucky?"
He laughed and answered, "You have no idea!"
We kissed and then he said, "I feel like the luckiest guy in the world."
I kissed him again and said, "I've been through hell in the last few days. Yet all of a sudden I feel like it was all worthwhile."

He smiled and said, "Shit! All you had to do was say you wanted to get laid a couple of months ago. I probably would have squeezed you into my busy schedule."

I leaned down and bit his nipple. Then I mumbled, "Asshole!"

I took his hands and pulled him off of the counter and we hurried back to my bedroom. I shut and locked my door and led Laney to my bed. I could see that he was getting nervous again. I smiled and said, "Relax, cherry boy. I'm not going to hurt you. You are going to love this. I promise you."
He laughed and let me woman-handle him onto his back in the center of my bed. I crawled up and sat on his stomach. I smiled down at him and asked, "How would you like the best blowjob you have ever had in your life?"
He chuckled and replied, "Well, if you have two minutes to spare. It sounds like fun."
I leaned down and kissed him. Our eyes met and the love we felt for each other rocked me right to my soul. I whispered, "The first one doesn't count."
Then I began kissing and licking my way down his sexy body. I bypassed his cock and spent some quality time with those balls that he was so willing to part with a few minutes ago. I licked and kissed them and carefully took them into my mouth one at a time and made sure that he understood that I would miss them if they were gone.
Then I kissed my way up his perfect cock. I held it around the base with my fingers and caressed it with my cheeks. I moved my lips over it and worshipped the feel of that soft skin on my face. Then I began to make love to his cock with my tongue.
And all the while I watched him reacting to my touch. I was driving him crazy and I wanted nothing else in my life at that moment. I wanted to please him. I wanted to repay him for saving me from my brother and for being so understanding and so loving. But most of all I wanted to show him how much I love him.
I licked my way up the shaft and all around the head, licking up all of those juices that were oozing out of the end of his cock. I swallowed them eagerly and finally I wet my lips and touched them to the end of his hard cock. He had been gasping and panting almost constantly all this time. Now, as I slowly worked my lips down over his spongy cockhead and his cock entered my hot mouth he cried out, swearing loudly. He was quickly losing control and for the first time I was looking forward to having a boy ejaculate in my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum.
I worked my lips slowly down his shaft until the head of his cock reached the back of my throat. I moaned in pleasure and the vibrations drove him crazy. But then, when I calmly took the rest of his cock into my mouth and throat, his head came right up off the pillow and he stared down at me in total disbelief.

I moaned again. When the vibrations reached his cock he cried out, "Lori! I'm cumming!"

I pulled back until just the head of his cock was in my mouth and finished him off with my hand. He filled my mouth to overflowing with hot cum. I swallowed and then swallowed again. I was so excited that I almost came from tasting him and watching the pleasure take complete control of his body.

When the cum stopped flowing I rested my head on his belly and held his cock in my mouth lovingly. He ran his hands through my hair and caressed my shoulder and my upper back. It was more than a minute before he managed to speak. He quietly said, "I love you so much. Thank you."

I let his cock slide from my lips and said, "No. Don't ever thank me for making love to you. I love doing what I just did as much as you loved it."

He laughed and said, "I find that hard to believe!"
I kissed is belly for a moment and watched his still hard cock throbbing. I looked up and asked him, "Do you want to do that again? Or would you rather try something else? I bet you are going to love the way your cock feels inside of my hot, juicy pussy."
He pulled me up beside him and said, "There are other options you know. I haven't tasted you sweet pussy yet either."
I buried my face against his neck and kissed him passionately. Then I said, "There's no hurry. We're going to do it all before you go home tonight ... or die trying!"
And that is exactly what we did. By the time he went home that night we had done everything that a boy and a girl could do together. My plans for the next day had to be put on hold when Tawney's period started. But it was only a postponement. Tawney and I were still looking forward to it.

The next morning I asked Laney to take both of us to the local Family Planning clinic. We both managed to convince a PA that we were sexually active and needed to get on the pill. They didn't make it easy. But they gave us the prescriptions in the end.

We spent a couple of hours at the beach with Lynne and her boyfriend. Tawney and I wore regular bikinis this time. I thanked her again for calling Laney and saving me from my asshole brother. We talked a lot and some of the conversation got pretty personal. We have always been good friends. But after that we were closer than ever. We even talked about a sleepover with us three girls. The implication being that we would do more than sleep.
My parents called from their destination, San Diego. They made sure that Jeff and I hadn't killed each other and then they informed us that since they were out there they were going to spend a week in San Francisco before flying home.

That was just fine with us. That gave Tawney and me a few days to half kill Laney. We had a ball! And just before my parents flew home we invited Lynne to spend a night with us. It's too bad that Laney couldn't have been there for that! We did things that night that probably could have gotten us arrested.

The rest of the summer flew by. I spent every free moment with Laney. It was harder to find a place to be alone, or for the two of us to be alone with Tawney. But we managed to make it the sexiest summer vacation ever for all of us.

Tawney and I were both a little nervous when school started back in the fall. But by then everyone seemed to have forgotten all about those three days when Jeff controlled our lives and humiliated us in front of everyone.
I wouldn't want to repeat those days of humiliation. But it certainly worked out well in the end. And I still have those disks with the movies that Jeff recorded. And I have all of the photographs that Jeff emailed to me on a couple of DVDs. Everyone thinks I destroyed them. But they are hidden in a safe place in my room and every now and then I take one out and watch it. I have been wondering lately if Tawney and Laney would enjoy them as much as I do.

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