Vicki blinked uncertainly, opening her eyes as Bud climbed off of her. She felt sweaty and slimy all over, and she could feel his thick sticky cum slowly oozing, out of her cunt hole. Please God, let it be over. Please let it be over, she prayed silently. She was exhausted and felt sick. Her tits throbbed painfully, and a dull ache pounded in her cunt.
Bud walked around the side of the bed and reached out for a handful of her long red hair.
Holding his wet sticky cock in one hand, he rubbed her hair back and forth over his prick with the other, wiping his cock off.
Vicki shuddered and closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to look at the sadistic grin on his face.
When he was finished cleaning his prick, he looked up at the others. "Guess you're next, Mike. Old Spike there looks kinda limp."
Bud had satisfied his aching lust for Vicki for the moment, and, as a good leader, he knew he had to offer the rest of his gang some of the goodies.
"Now, Mike, here, is an ass man, baby, so I think we better turn you over." He gazed down at Vicki again and chuckled softly at the sight of her fluttering eye lids.
Eagerly, Lana scooted around to the dresser and pulled out two keys. She flipped one to Mike and one to Bud.
Bud palmed the key, using it to unlock one of the manacles around Vicki's wrist, slowly sliding the heavy metal from off of her. She sighed with relief and slowly moved her wrist around, clenching and unclenching her fingers. She lowered her arm to her side, allowing the circulation to flow freely once again.
As Bud walked around to the other side of the bed to unlock the manacle around her other wrist, Mike was busy releasing her from her ankle bonds.
Sore and aching, Vicki tensed her muscles: ready to spring, ready to try to escape. Bud had said Mike liked asses. What did he mean? Ass-fucking! That was for real perverts, and she could never, never in a million years, accommodate a prick up her little shitter. No, far better that she at least try to escape from these insane rapists. They might end up killing her if she didn't get away.
As she felt the last of the heavy metal bonds falling away from her flesh, she made her move. She lurched up and bounced off the end of the bed, crushing into Spike. She hadn't reckoned on the tight, cramped condition her legs were in, and she collapsed not far from the doorway, desperately scrambling to get back to her feet, to make a break for it.
"You fucking bitch!" Spike threw himself on top of her, biting deeply into the soft flesh in the back of her neck. "Mmmmmmmmmm, just wait till it's my turn to fuck you, you bitch." He didn't really sound angry – he was enjoying the feel of her flesh rubbing against his.
He had her nailed to the floor with his weight, and he was humping his groin into her ass, smoothing his hands along her flanks.
Vicki began to cry again, the hopelessness of her situation overcoming her.
"Get off that little slut!" Bud commanded as he and Mike walked over to the pair.
Spike lifted himself off reluctantly, and Mike and Bud grabbed her arms and feet, swinging her between them like a hammock.
They heaved her onto the bed on her belly and set to work once again locking her wrists and ankles into the manacles. This time her tight curvy little ass was exposed, her mauled tits crushed beneath her into the bed.
"Will you look at that ass!" Mike rasped as he stepped back from the bed to get a better view of the girl's perfect, high, rounded little ass and her long smooth thighs. "Mmmmmmm, gonna love fucking that work of art!"
He began jerking on his prick as he watched Vicki writhe in terror. He could see the muscles in her sweet little ass clenching and unclenching.
"Oh, God, please! Please don't! No one – no one's ever gone near my ass – you'll kill me!" Vicki whimpered, shaking furiously now.
She was terribly vulnerable in this position, with her legs spread wide, her ass and entire crotch exposed to the view of the boys. She felt fear, yet at the same time she could feel that she was aroused. Her nipples were hard and tingly. Her cunt was churning pussy cream down her thighs.
Maybe the body reacts to fear in exactly same way as it does to sexual excitement, she thought briefly. But then she jerked violently as she felt a hand smooth its way down her ass, slicing into her ass crack.
"Uuuuuuuungh!" she grunted, a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead and tits. "No! No!"
"You know, Mike, this bitch is an uptight little prick teaser, and I think I better warm her up for you a little bit before you try to fuck her," Bud said.
He picked his pants up off the floor and began to slide his leather belt from the loops.
"Yup. Gonna have to warm that little ass of hers up a little."
Mike gave in to Bud as he always did. He took his hand out of Vicki's warm, slippery little ass cleft and stepped back, his cock jerking and lurching as much at the prospect of seeing Bud punish the girl as from touching her flesh.
Bud coiled the belt in his hand, pulling tightly on it. "Well, little bitch – you want old Mike, here, to fuck your ass, don't you?"
"No!" Vicki cried, wrenching her head up, trying to look at them all over her shoulder.
Bud quickly drew back and then flicked his wrist, sending the end of the belt whizzing out till it slapped hard against the soft mound of her left ass cheek.
"Aaaaaaaiiiiieeee!" she hollered, the stinging pain flashing throughout her body.
There was a burning sensation where the belt had hit her ass, and she knew a welt was forming there. With very little pause, Bud lashed out again, hitting Vicki's right ass cheek this time.
"Uuuuuuuuunngh! Shiiiiiit!" she cried, wrenching and spasming, shaking the chains that bound her manacled wrists to the bedposts.
"You want your ass fucked, don't you? You wanna feel Mike's big cock up that smelly shitter of yours, right?"
Vicki did not reply. She simply cringed, waiting for the slap of the belt, the fiery sting, the dull ache.
"Answer me, you little cunt!" Bud sent the whip hissing toward her tender ass flesh once again, this time laying it across both cheeks, stinging and burning the area around her ass crack.
"Jesus Christ! Eeeeeegh!"
Through the curtain of pain, Vicki could feel another sensation, and she almost fainted from sheer shock. The bed beneath her was soaked with her pussy cream. Her cunt was pumping the stuff out as if she were actually enjoying the degrading pain and punishment.
She clenched her eyes shut and moaned, the searing pain once again blocking all thoughts from her mind. She was churning her hips from side to side, trying to evade the cruel sting of the whip, unconsciously mashing her blood-engorged clit into the bed.
"Son of a bitch! I think she likes it!" Mike said shrilly, as he grabbed his cock at the root in order to stop the flow of hot jizz that was building in his balls, ready to erupt.
He had detected the sensual thrusting of the girl's crotch into the bed and the wet, gleaming pussy cream which was dribbling out into her ass crack.
"Shit, let me fuck her, man! Let me fuck her!" Mike gasped, his raging lust becoming uncontrollable.
"Yeah man, yeah," Bud puffed as he shot the belt out once more, his prick hardening each time he heard the crack of leather against her flesh, saw the chained girl squirm and shriek. "She's almost ready, man. Gotta… unh… warm her up some more."
The belt shot out again and again, leaving welts and angry criss-crossing lines across Vicki's ass. She was delirious with pain, fear and anger, and her body felt hot, sweaty and flushed. A strange sort of excitement was building up within her. Her heart was racing rapidly, her muscles were clenching and unclenching, her cunt and ass were throbbing furiously, and her cunt continued to churn out thick gooey cunt cream. She passed in and out of consciousness.
"Now, Mike, now!" Bud grunted, tossing the belt tp the floor. His prick was hard and pulsing once again, and he wanted desperately to see his friend fuck his big cock up the defenseless girl's ass.
Mike quickly got into position over Vicki, his sweaty, chest pressing down on her lower back, his big prick head nudged up against the crack of her ass.
A series of thrilling pulses and shudders traveled up Vicki's ass to her cunt and tits when she felt his hard rubbery prick head pressed up against her ass. She was helpless. Her heart skipped a beat, and her cunt spasmed wildly. Her naked, flaming-red ass ached with the punishment she had received.
"Wait," Lana said. "Let me squeeze this up her asshole first. It should give her quite a ride." She had a small half-empty tube in her hand. She giggled. "It's a lube – mentholated. Should be quite a thrill for the little slut!" She stepped forward, grinning widely. "Come on, open those pretty little cheeks."
Mike was impatient. His cock was already dribbling out pre-cum, and, with the touch of the girl's soft ass flesh against his prick head, he was more than ready to lunge in and fuck her little ass.
He dug his finger into Vicki's ass and spread her cheeks wide, exposing her pinkish-brown asshole. Vicki clenched her ass tightly as she felt the cold air, but Lana ruthlessly stabbed the tube up her ass and squeezed.
"Uuuuuuunngh!" A cold, tingling sensation flooded her shitter and made her buck up, titillating the nerve endings in her ass channel.
"Jesus! Look at her squirm!" Bud groaned, his eyes widening.
Lana removed the tube and stepped back, gently patting Mike on the shoulder.
"Aw, yeah," he groaned as he nudged her now-sloppy asshole with his aching cock.
Once again, Vicki felt the strange fluttering sensations traveling up her shit hole and somehow spreading to her cunt and clit. She was hovering very close to some sort of release, every nerve and muscle straining, swollen with need.
Maybe I'll just pass out, she thought, hoping she would not have to be conscious to endure the torture of being fucked by Mike's big cock.
"Shit!" Mike gasped as he pushed forward, his hands still roughly pulling her ass cheeks apart.
"Noooooooo!" Vicki screeched, as he lunged forward and, his big rubbery cock head fucked in past the rim of her clenching asshole. "Eeeeeeegh!"
The pain was outrageous. His thick prick head pushed against the walls of her ass, rubbing the mentholated lube into them and sending cool, ticklish sensations up her ass tunnel.
She clenched and unclenched her hands, straining her muscles against the manacles and chains. Her toes curled, and her tendons flexed. And her release was upon her. The heavy pressure of the boy's cock head had been the final straw, had burst the dam and released the waves of passion and sensation. She wriggled and moaned, cried out and bucked up, fucking more of her ass on his prick meat.
She shuddered from head to foot and screamed till her throat was raw. Her ass chute was milking at Mike's cock, and she could hardly stand it. He began to fuck in and out of her ass violently. The lube caused prickly, thrilling sensations in his cock tube. He was nearly insane, nearly overloaded with stimulation.
Vicki's orgasm subsided, leaving her whimpering and shuddering, feeling suddenly cold and empty. But she was far from empty, she soon realized. Mike was brutally fucking his cock in and out of her asshole, bottoming out and brushing the sensitive tissue at the end of her ass tunnel. It hurt terribly.
Vicki moaned and cried, clenching her teeth, pushing her face into the bed to stifle her screams as he fucked in and withdrew repeatedly.
She thought she was going to die. She thought he would stretch her asshole to the breaking point, and then her ass would split and she would bleed to death. "Oh, God! Save me! Please, I'll never… never do anything uhhg… bad again. Aaaarrrgh!"
Mike's cock swelled up even more now as he prepared to shoot his heavy load up her bruised shitter. The strain of his prick meat against her battered, shit-streaked ass canal was more than she could bear.
She lost consciousness just as the spurts of Mike's cum invaded her ass. The sudden warmth of his high-powered jizz, tingling with the mentholated lube caused such a foaming, steaming reaction that she overloaded and descended into darkness.
Wad after wad of Mike's greasy jizz shot into Vicki's asshole, and the boy humped and groaned and cursed and, bellowed as his prolonged climax continued. He scratched Vicki's wounded ass with his ragged fingernails, but the girl was mercifully unable to feel it.
Then, just as she surfaced again to consciousness, Mike's spent prick still embedded in her flooded ass, Bud yanked her face up. He had wedged himself between her head and the headboard, and he was holding his incredibly swollen prick right before her eyes. "Open your mouth! Hurry! Now!" he commanded.
Without really thinking, Vicki did as he said. He fucked his cock inside, and, as her lips closed around his prick shaft, he came, his prick belching great steaming wads of jism down her throat. She nearly choked as she began to swallow furiously, drinking down the salty-tasting fuck juice.
Bud groaned and sighed as he pumped and fucked. He had gotten so turned on whipping her and watching her ass get fucked that he had built up a huge load of steaming jizz.
When his prick trickled out its last drops of cock cream, Vicki instinctively opened her mouth and his prick slid out.
She had never been so disgusted in her life. She wanted to throw up, but she was afraid that if she did, they would punish her all over again. She let her head flop back onto the bed and groaned with despair. She wanted to die.