They shoved her down onto the sleeping bags along the wall of the vacant building. Sheri fell from the roughness with which they pushed. She looked up at them and saw the leering faces and intimidating stances.
"You get that stuff off, baby!" the leader grunted. "You take it off or I'll cut it off."
He brandished the long blade of his knife before her, grinning down at her.
"Damn, I think we really found us something here," he chortled to his men. "Ain't that one sweet piece of pussy laying there?"
"I've seen her before, Buck," the heavy-set tough answered. "I never forget a fit. We seen this cunt before."
"Yeah!" the scrawny member of the trio agreed. "She's the broad from the other night. See that hair. Shit! We can't tell about her face under all that gook she's got on. I remember that hair, though. She was with the cop. You remember?"
"You a cap's pussy?" Buck asked. "I ain't never fucked a cop's pussy. Always thought it'd be a hell of a joke, though. Shit! Well leave that pig something to remember us by, huh?"
"We better leave town soon as we finish with her," the scrawny man suggested. "After we get through with her, I sure wouldn't want to have him catch us, not if he had a dozen of the Blue Army along with him. Remember what happened to that dude the other night down by the dyer? I bet he ain't come to yet from the way they went after him with those clubs."
"Yeah! We'll fuck her and leave town. It's all ending anyway. We'll fuck that pussy for the rest of the afternoon, then hit the road. Shit! They'll never catch us. They'll never know which way we went."
He looked back at the blonde as Sheri stared up in terror. She didn't like the smell of urine in the room. She didn't like the stale smell of beer on the breaths of the three men. The scent of pot hanging in the air gave an even more sickening aroma as it mingled with the scent of rats and bugs and filth. She felt like vomiting, vomiting at the men, vomiting at the room, vomiting at her own stupidity.
"I said get it off!" Buck growled.
He leaned down and ran the blade of his knife up beneath her bra. One quick motion of his hand and he had it cut free. The men licked their lips as her tits lunged out of confinement. Their mouths spread in filthy-toothed smiles. She hesitated, watching the flash of the knife, then began slipping the hose and bikini off her hips and legs.
"Hey! She knows how to obey!" Buck smiled victoriously at his henchmen. "You guys make sure she doesn't try anything funny. I'm going to get myself a sweet piece of tail."
He unbuckled and dropped his pants. Sheri shuddered at the appearance of his shorts. The bastard looked like he hadn't washed them in weeks. Dirty yellow stains showed across the crotch and fly. The shorts came down his legs, leaving his ugly pecker standing in the air. He held it affectionately in one hand, then dropped down to where she lay.
He came after her violently. His cock rammed immediately at her pussy. No foreplay eased the entrance. He pointed his prick against her cunt-lips and jammed it roughly into her hole. She groaned at the discomfort. He lunged down her cunt passage, then began fucking her frantically as he clawed her tits. He leaned his unshaven face down against the soft skin and sandpapered her until she wanted to scream. His teeth bit into her viciously. He pulled at her tits with one hand as he sucked and bit them. His other hand grabbed her ass in a viselike grip and shook it madly. His cock drove into her cunt as if he wanted to see just how much pain he could inflict on her.
"Ahhhhh!" he gasped. "Yeaaaahhh! Give that damn cop something to remember! Hell yes! Ohhhhhh! Gotta get this pussy full of me! Damn! What a sweet little tail! Uhhhhh!"
Sheri felt even nearer nausea. His breath, his body, everything stunk. She was retching from the smells, sickened by the way he went after her. He wasn't even fucking her. His cock was up her cunt, but he was fucking a man he thought was a cop. There was no love, no desire in this screw. There wasn't even much lust. She was being raped by his anger. He was raping her because of the hatred inside him. He wanted to injure her beauty, not possess it. That was the most horrible thing of all. He wanted to hurt her.
Damn it, he was hurting her! Her tits felt like they were bleeding from the animal attack of his teeth. Her cunt was in pain from the ferocity of his fuck. He rammed into her with such force that he kept slamming her ass into the floor. Her thighs were getting sore from the way his body slammed against them. His breath was panting as he roared out his frenzied anger.
"Yes," he snarled in his muted roar. "Fuck this cop's pussy! Hope the hell I drop a seed in you! Ohhhhhh! Damn! What a fuck! Ahhhhh!"
He slammed away at her for another three or four minutes, wiling her around on the sleeping bags, which did little to soften the hardness of the boards beneath. The poor girl was bruised and battered by the time he lost control of his pecker and shot his hot, angry jizz into her.
"Ahhhhh!" he grunted as he unloaded his cock. "Ahhhhh!"
She lay dazed, thinking how even in his orgasm he was like an animal. She wished there were some way to let her cunt spit the cum out. It's touch inside of her was sickening. She shuddered at the thought of what disease it might carry. The possibility that it might get her pregnant didn't concern her. She still had her IUD in there. Thankfully it was in there. No way he could achieve what he really wanted, to plant a child of hate in her pussy. Still, she felt contaminated knowing he wanted to, know into that all his boiling rage was lying inside her.
"All right, baby!" he panted as he pulled the cock from her cunt. "That's how a man fucks. Ill let my boys take their fun, then be back for more."
"Hey, Ron, you want to take her together?" the burly man asked his companion. Sheri looked over where they stood. Both began removing their pants. Their shorts were just as dirty, just as sickening. Their pricks looked just as revolting as they fingered them before her. They leered hungrily at her body as they stepped towards her. The heavy boy dropped down beside her he pulled her up and turned her on her knees.
"This time, baby, you get on top. I want a good suck out of you. You hear?"
He lay down on his back and pulled her over him. He shoved her down until her face was over his ugly cock as it trembled in anticipation.
"Let's make it the best cock-suck I ever got," he demanded. "Maybe we'll be easy on you if you give us some good times this afternoon. You know, you get in the act, too."
He pulled her head against his cock and forced it into her mouth. Sheri gagged a moment, fighting back the surging nausea. They'd kill her if she did. She had no doubt but that the knife would slice her into a thousand pieces. They wouldn't do it all at once, either. She had heard about animals like these. They'd cut her tits off for souvenirs. Then they'd work at her pussy, thighs, wherever they wanted. They wouldn't kill her until she had suffered horribly. She reminded herself of her danger and fought back the sickness. She took the filthy pecker into her mouth, trying to close her nose to the stench.
"That's a good girl!" he congratulated her. "Now suck it, baby. You suck my dick till I cum all in your mouth. Don't you spit it out, either. I want to see you swallow it. I want to see a high-class cunt swallow my common old cum."
His missing teeth made him seem even more threatening as he smiled at her. She went back after the raging cock, letting him hunch his ass upward to thrust it back against her throat.
"I'm supposed to be in on this, too," the scrawny kid mumbled.
He dropped behind her and got his knees between her thighs. His cock came up beneath her pussy, hot and anxious as it rammed against her cunt-lips. He reached beneath her and caught her tits in both hands. He squeezed them painfully and thrust the cock suddenly into her cunt. The blonde gasped at the second dry entry her pussy had endured. She tried to remember his name. Rod, or Don, or something, she thought the beefy one had called him. Ron! That was it. Ron! Ron was fucking her frantically from the tear. His hands pulled and tugged at her tits until she feared he'd break down all the tissues in them. Damn! They would hang to her waist by the time she had survived the afternoon. That, she reminded herself, would be the best thing that could happen. If sagging tits were the only injury she had for the experience, then she should be happy. She had to survive. She had to live to get even with these three monsters. The memory of hr earlier rape as a teen-ager flashed through her mind. Those men had gotten free. She thought of the terror on the young girl's face last night. She imagined other frightened girls who might not have escaped these three. Yes! She had to survive, had to somehow pt even with these men.
Her terror became a calculating hatred. Rage seethed inside her. She was trembling with the surging demand to get even. She sucked deeply at the man's cock as he writhed in delight beneath her. Hell yes, she'd give him a suck. If she could figure it out, it would be his last. She tongued the throbbing meat, then clamped her mouth tightly on it and alternated rapid sucks and blowing.
"Ahhhhh!" he gasped, his body twitching frantically. "Ohhh, damn! I never had that! Ohhhhh, God, you're wild, baby! Nobody ever turned me on like that. Ahhhhh!"
Now that she had the man beneath responding to her, she'd turned her attention to the scrawny boy who still pumped into her pussy and pulled at her tits like he thought she was a cow to be milked. She dropped her shoulders and pressed her tits into his hands, rolling them in sensuous circles. Her ass ran quivering along the shaft of his cock. She kept her entire body moving, swimming in the lustful embrace and giving him every opportunity to respond to her satin skin. She heard him gasp behind her, felt his cock lunge with renewed fervor. He was ecstatic as he fucked. The blonde realized he had never really had a girl respond to him. All he'd ever gotten his cock into was, either some whore or some girl they had intimidated or raped. This was his first experience of what fucking ought to be like. She gave him a full experience of swinging female ass as her pussy sucked at his cock just as frantically as she was sucking the prick in her mouth.
Sheri realized that she was responding sexually to all this. Her cunt was pouring out its lubricant. Her nipples were hard knots, her tits swelling luxuriously into his hands. She felt the quivering delight along her pussy as she rode his frenzied cock. Damn! Her anger had acted like sexual stimulation. She was panting, partly in response to the physical touch, but mostly in imagining her final revenge against these hoodlums.
She sucked the beefy man's cock in a series of hard, deep draws, then blew against it with equal vigor. She could not help smiling as he gasped and lunged beneath her.
"Ohhhhhh, my God!" he cried. "I'm not feeding it to her. She's sucking it right out of me. Damn! She's almost sucked my cum right out of me. Ooooo, I can't take much more. I've got to get it into that luscious mouth of hers."
"You fill her mouth while I fill her pussy!" Ron croaked as he panted from behind her, never had such a fuck. "Man! She fucks back as hard as I'm fucking her. Maybe even harder. Ooooo! Wow! I'm ready to shoot off! Ah! There it goes! Oh, fuck, there it goes!"
Sheri felt the hot juice gush up into her cunt. She shuddered from its force and sucked the cock in her mouth even more intensely. She reached down and fingered his balls to apply the final taunting necessary to make him shoot off. He leaped about the floor, forcing her to hold him down so she didn't lose the cock as it rammed frantically. He stopped a moment, lying there in shuddering delirium, then began to empty his load into her. He grasped her head and held it so she couldn't get away from his cum-spurting cock.
"Swallow it!" he hissed. "You know what I said awhile ago! Swallow it, baby! Swallow my jizz like it was the best you ever ate! Ohhhh, God! What a sweet pussy! Damn! I could fuck you twice a day for ten years. Can't wait till I get in your pussy next time."
The blonde took the full force of both orgasms. She didn't have a climax herself, but she had something almost as good. She had the sensation of having taken over the fuck. She had been in final control. She was the custodian of when they would ejaculate, not them. A sense of power surged through her, a sense of satisfaction trembled inside her. Next time she met these three she would be in even greater control. She didn't know how as yet, but she was sure it would occur. It had to, it just had to. That was the way justice worked.
The pair finally collapsed from their exertions. Sheri felt the boy's cock slip from her pussy as he slid to the floor back of her. The burly man beneath her relaxed his grip on her head and allowed her to lift up off his cock. They lay dazed around her, smiles of soft satisfaction on their faces.
"Damn you!" the leader muttered, shoving the two aside and glaring at Sheri as she remained on her knees before him. "You good-for-nothing damned little bitch! You just lay there for me, yet you gave them good fucks. You think I'm going to let you get away with that?"
His breath was getting more rapid. His face began to flush in anger. Sheri felt a flutter of apprehension come back over her. This tall hoodlum was mean, meaner than the others. Now he was resentful of the way she had given the other men good fucks. His nostrils flared as he stared angrily at her, almost unable to speak further in his rage. He paused, swallowed hard, and then set his mouth in a tight smile.
"All right, baby," he smiled. "You think you're such hot stuff, we'll see how you can take a dick up your ass. You guys hold her if she gives any trouble," he told his companions. "I'm going to fuck her in the butt."