"Oh, you're… hurting me!" They had stretched Darlene out, her ass flattened against the hard dirt while her anus and legs were in an X position. Jeff was just above her head, having cinched a two-foot piece of line around her wrist and now attaching it to one of the stakes. Darlene craned her neck upward, watching him tie the rope. Jack and one other boy were stretching her legs downward, spreading them, then slipping the rope around her ankles.
"Please."
The ropes were tight. Darlene groaned, closing her eyes while the boys finished their roping. In a moment her body was stretched taut over the hard, hot dirt. Jeff was standing up by her head, stretching his arms over his head and yawning.
"You sure know how to throw a good fuck, baby. And now looks like the boys have got something special for you," he said with a grin.
Darlene looked from arm to arm, her forehead wrinkled, her heart racing. All sorts of ideas rushed through her head. Maybe they were going to pour honey on her and watch as ants devoured her. She had heard Indians had done something like that. When Jack swaggered over to her, however, she thought of something else. He was unzipping his pants, pulling out his prick. He made no attempt at trying to get his cock hard. He just held it, aiming the cockhead right at her belly. He bent his knees slightly, arching his back while grinning down at her. A clear drop appeared at his piss-slit. It was then it occurred to Darlene that the boy was going to piss on her!
"Don't! Oh, no!"
She smiled wildly at him, her arms tugging at the ropes that pulled than high above her head. A feeling of revulsion swept over the girl as she watched Jack bend his knees a little farther. It started. She saw the first few drops of piss dribble from his prickhead. Then a small yellowish twisting stream of pies began to pour from his cock.
Darlene threw back her head as she felt the first of the hot, wet stream. The girl stiffened, her muscles bulging out against her flesh. She sucked in her breath, holding it as the yellowish, hot stream of piss splashed over her belly. Darlene had never felt so filthy before in her life! She couldn't believe they were doing this to her! Jack moved the stream back and forth on her belly, laughing as the droplets streaked up to her chin. Darlene did all she could to keep her face away from the horrid stream of piss. She closed her lips tight, tilting her head back. She would have covered her mouth if she could. But her arms were stretched above her head, making it impossible for her to do anything but endure this terrible humiliation!
He moved the stream of piss up to her tits now, soiling her nipples, laughing as the girl arched her spine once more in revulsion and wallowed her shoulder blades against the hard soil. Jack directed the stream first against the roundness of her tits, watching with interest as the hot piss spattered against her tits, then rolled down either side of her body to dampen the dirt. Darlene felt the soil getting wet under her. Piss! They were pissing on her as if she were their private toilet!
Darlene wanted to faint, to lose consciousness. The hot piss felt like some terrible greasy, scalding oil anointing her body. She blinked her eyes, turning them back in the direction of Jack. The stream of piss, was long and twisty, still going strong from his cockhead. He moved it now up, up toward her throat. The terrible idea that he was going to make her drink his piss flashed into her head. She groaned, wallowing her back against the dirt as more piss splashed over her belly.
Darlene felt him moving the piss stream back down toward her navel and sighed with relief. She could feel the filthy pin spilling over her cunt, the piss oozing into her fuck-slit. He moved the stream down a little farther, wetting down her thighs, making sure the piss played between her cunt and asshole. The stinging sensation made her clit tweak just a bit as Jack watched her shivering under his attack. He grinned sheepishly, his pin quickly diminishing to a tiny stream. When he was through, the young stud flicked off the final drops onto her belly. Darlene groaned. The hot sun was making the piss on her belly and thighs steam. She could smell the foul odor of the piss.
"Please, no more, no more!"
Again she made the plea. And again they ignored her.
"Don't go anywhere, baby."
Darlene shut her eyes, biting her lips in rage and frustration. Jack was stuffing his cock back into his pants while someone else came up to her face. It was the dark-haired boy she'd seen cheering so loudly just before her cousin had fucked her in the ass. He had his prick out now, a short, but thick prick with a wide-flared cockhead. He was holding his cock between his thumb and forefinger, directing it right at her face. There was a look in his eyes that told her he was going to pick up where Jack had left off.
"No!"
But protest was useless.
"Open your fuckin' mouth." Darlene clenched her teeth more tightly together, shaking her head. There was no way they were going to make her open her mouth voluntarily. They would have to knock her out first.
"I said, open your fuckin' mouth."
Nothing happened. Her cousins bent down, pressing his fingertips hard against where her upper and lower jawbones met. The resulting pain was terrible. Darlene let out an awful scream, her lips parting.
"Okay, keep 'em open like that, or you're gonna get more of the same."
She wept, feeling defeated in the dirt once more. The young stud began pining on her. She felt the stream of piss playing over her tits, pressing down into her nipples, then moving back up to her chin. She felt the thin hot spray sting her nipples, then slick into the deep valley between her tits. Darlene kept her mouth open as they had demanded, taking deep breaths and praying God they would soon tire of this game and let her go. It was at this moment the girl also realized her clit was getting hard again.
"Uhhhhhh!"
The piss started. He directed his piss up to her chin. The moment the girl felt it touching her lips. She swallowed hard, curling her fingers until the nails bit into her palms. In a second he was pissing into her mouth! She felt the warm piss sloshing around against her throat, swirling around as if it were the water of a flushed toilet bowl. Much of it splashed back out, dribbling down her chin and cheeks and finally wetting down her long blonde hair. When the piss moved up to her eyes, Darlene screamed in protest, jerking her body from side to side and making the ropes groan with the added pressure.
"That's it, baby, that's it," he said, moving the pin stream back to her cunt. He began pissing directly into her cunt slit, concentrating the broad stream right against her clit. Darlene couldn't believe the resulting sparks that shot from her clit. She twisted her body from side to side, almost seeking out the piss stream as the boy ran dry. She pounded her teeth together in frustration, doing all she could again to keep the boys from finding out how she really felt.
Two more guys stepped up to her, using the girl as their human toilet. When they ran dry, cousin Jeff came up once more, holding a coiled garden hose.
"You smell, bitch. You ain't gonna come into no house of my family and stink like that. Gotta wash you off, baby, with this thing."
Someone had turned on the water. The harsh icy stream splashed against her belly, taking Darlene's breath from her. It was like being covered suddenly with ice cubes after having come from the sauna. She shrieked, her eyes blinking wide open and rounding while her flesh puckered into goose pimpfrs. Darlene could feel the skin drawing taut over her bones while the water washed the filthy piss from her flesh. Jeff directed the water against her cunt, the stinging droplets finally pushing the girl over the edge. Darlene had a mini orgasm, stretching her body while rubbing her ass hard against the ground under her.
Again the boys didn't notice her reaction. The water covered her face, nearly chocking her while she thrashed and growled in the midst of her climax.
[missing text] her pussy, satisfied the water had done its job. "Nice tight pussy, still. Only been fucked once – by me," he said, grinning at the others. "What would you say if I turned you over to the boys, here? They'd turn you into a piece of dogmeat by the time they got through. You know," Jeff said, scratching his chin. "That'd be interesting, seein' how you'd stand up to all of 'em at once!"
Jack came out with a harness in both hands. The others were licking their lips, their eyes riveted to either her tits or her cunt. She could imagine all of them pawing her, kissing her, fucking her. What was so terrible was that the thought wasn't all that repulsive to her.
She felt Jeff dive down between her legs, his tongue sliding into her pussy while his cheeks fitted nicely between her thighs. She arched her spine, the pressure of his long Roman nose against her clit sending more sparks showering into her cunt. She wallowed her shoulder blades against the ground while her cousin licked her pussy deep and hard. Oh, God! It was almost like being fucked! His tongue was wriggling around the slick, itchy walls of her pussy while his teeth nipped and scraped the puffed edges of her cuntlips. The young girl couldn't believe the riot of sensations assailing her.
"Eaghghhghhhh!"
The pleasure quickly turned to agony when Jeff pulled a mouthlul of her cunt hairs from her pussy mound with his front teeth. She trembled, her arms tugging wildly at the ropes hoagtbesbact. Reaching down he pressed hard against her clit. He was crushing her clit under that nail, wriggling it back and forth and watching the expression of horror crossing her face. When her shrieks grew louder, Jeff let go.
"Let's mount the bitch and ride her around the fuckin' yard," one of the guys said.
Someone untied the ropes holding her arms to the stakes first. She drew her hands up, rubbing the wrists against one another. How sore they were! Darlene looked up at the men surrounding her, hoping she could have some indication they were going to let her go. But all of them were waiting, apparently to squeeze in at least one more act of degradation before they would have to let her go. Looking at her cousin Jeff, Darlene watched him nervously scan the horizon, searching for any sign of his parents returning.
"Ow!" Someone had pinched her ankles while pulling off the ropes.
Finaily, they itt her stand. Darlene left the wet area of the yard, shaking with horror and disgust as she thought of what they had done to in there. She stared at the muddy spot where her body had lain and remembered the sensation of the piss cascading over her.
"What's that?" She was crying, the harness dangling from Jack's hands.
"Don't you know what a fuckin' harness is?"
The others roared with laughter as well.
"Harness, baby. That's what we use on horses to ride 'em around. This one's been modified a little. Been workin' on it from pictures in them fuck magazines. Never tried it before on a broad, though I been tempted. I'm gonna give you the honor of wearing it first."
"God!"
It was a weird piece of equipment. Jack approached her with it, telling her to stand quietly while he fitted her. Darlene didn't dare flinch. She had seen the result of disobedience and wasn't willing to endure more beatings and kickings when escape was impossible in the first place. First came the shoulder straps – two two inch thick pieces of black leather that fitted tightly over her shoulders, then came together in a V between her tits. A small metal ring joined the two pieces.
"What are you gonna make me do with this?" Darlene asked.
She was fascinated with the device. The leather felt cool and smooth against her flesh. She turned and faced her cousin. Someone had handed him a beer. Several of the others, were drinking the suds as well.
"That's me to know and you to find out, cunt. And believe me, you're gonna find out pretty fuckin' soon," Jeff promised.
Darlene felt the rest of the device come her body. A third strap hung down from that vertically down to two broad horizontal belts. The first ran across her ribs just under her ribs and was fastened tightly around her back. Jack snugged the leather so it nearly pushed all the wind from her lungs. The second strap fitted just as tightly around her thighs, the buckled end pressing hard against her asscheeks. Jack also attached that piece of leather, letting several fingers stray into her asshole. Darlene winced.
"Now for the good part." Jack said.
Jack moved around to the front, taking two smaller straps that were bolted to the lower horizontal one. These came to a V, sliding to either side of her cuntlips and attaching to the rear of the lower horizontal belt. He purposely rubbed the leather back and forth over her pussy slit, eliciting a small groan from the girl.
"Now, you're all dressed up and ready to give us some rides. You're a fuckin' toilet and a fuckin' horse. Man, there ain't anything you can't be when you put your mind to it," Jeff hushed.
Someone brought out a small cart, the wheels broken on the front. Jack laughed, doubling over as he and Jeff attached the thing to Darlene with two pieces of rope. Someone was pushing her down, making her go on all fours.
"Come on, baby, we know you can do it. We seen you runnin' around here, tryin to get away from us. You can do it again, movin' around like a fuckin' animal."
Rough hands pushed her to the ground. Jeff was leading her by the top strap, making her pull that cart. One of the boys jumped in, adding to the weight. Her arms shot out in front of her and Darlene found her face splashing in the piss-stained mud. She could smell the piss and reared, up, rubbing the foul mud from her face.
"Pull it, baby. Come on, pull that cart," Jeff demanded, reaching back and slapping her hard across the ass.
The hard blow made Darlene spring into action. She reared back and began grunting, digging her fingers into the dirt and pulling that old cart. Had someone else jumped in? The leather pulled hard at her shoulders as she perspired heavily and panted with the load. They were using her as a beast of burden.
"Come on, bitch, come on and pull it around," they called out, laughing when she slipped again and crashed down into the ground.
Jeff moved behind her once again, kicking her ass with his booted foot and hooting at her to get up or he'd knock her out.
It was hideous, some awful inmate that she was trapped in. Darlene pulled the cart around the yard twice, her arms bowing out, her checks puffing as sge strained with great effort. Several men had climbed into the cart at one time and made it impossible for her to move. She tried, but it was impossible.
It was then Jeff took off his belt once more and flogged her there, beating her again and again like a beast. When she collapsed in a defeated heap, covering her face, he realized the game was over. Nothing could have moved her at this point. The men climbed out, knowing they had pushed her to the limit.
"Okay, that's enough," Jeff said, pulling off the harness, then tossing it to his buddy. "Let the bitch go. She ain't gonna be paradin' her ass around here anymore without thinking twice about it. Right, baby?"
Jeff pulled back her hair, staring like an animal into her eyes.
"No, no, I promise I won't," she said in a meek voice, not believing it was finally over.
"Good. Then get back in there and keep your mouth shut about this. Ain't no one who'd believe you, anyways," Jeff said, tossing her crumpled bikini in her face.
Darlene staggered away, knowing what he said was true. No one could believe what she had had to endure – no one. She was trapped. And they knew it.