Barbara sensed something was wrong the minute she went into her cabin. A week had gone by, a quiet week with absolutely no trouble at all. She had to put out for some of the guys when they wanted it, but she wanted it just as much. But now she had a sick feeling in her stomach. Laurie was acting so nervous that she knew something had to be going on. And that something was going to be bad for her. She just knew it.
"What is it?" Barbara said.
"I didn't want to tell you," Laurie said. "But it looks like you're in trouble."
"Come on! What the fuck is wrong? Why are you so upset if I'm the one in trouble?" Barbara didn't like the look on Laurie's face. And she hated waiting for her to come out with the problem. "Will you tell me?" she said.
"Mr. Holt came by this afternoon. He was mad as hell, and he was looking for you. I couldn't believe it! He came in here ranting and raving about you."
Barbara pictured the huge man in a rage. She didn't like the image. Especially when she knew the anger was all aimed at her.
"He wants you to go to his office as soon as you can."
Barbara turned and walked back out the cabin. She was scared as she walked up the path that led to the largest cabin of the camp, the one that served as Mr. Holt's office and his living quarters. There was a light on in the front, office but the rest of the cabin was dark. As she walked up to the door she caught a glimpse of Mr. Holt sitting behind his desk. He looked mean, but then that was the way he always looked. He was a broad shouldered man of about forty or so, with a graying beard and short black hair. And she knew he was in great shape, too. The few times she'd seen him around the camp she was amazed at his build. Barbara liked the way he looked, the way he carded himself, but she was also afraid of him. Especially now.
She knocked on the cabin door.
He looked up from his desk, and then when he realized who it was, an angry expression flashed across his face. "Come on in."
Barbara walked inside and sat at a small wooden chair in front of his desk. She crossed her legs and then folded her hands across her knees, staring straight ahead at him.
He lit up a cigarette, blew smoke in her direction, and then began talking. "I've heard a few startling things about you, Barbara." His voice was cool, and she knew he was just toying with her.
"Like what?" Barbara said.
"Like you're nothing but a lousy whore. I heard some of the guys talking about you. What you did for them. And, I have to remind you, Barbara, that we're dealing with minors here. And minors can get us in a lot of trouble."
Barbara opened her mouth, as if she was going to say something, but she knew there was no way she could talk herself out of it.
"I see you're not denying it. Then it's true."
She saw anger building up inside of him. His face was red, and his eyes burned right into her. His hands were on the edge of the desk, and his knuckles were white as he gripped the hard wood surface.
"You fucking bitch. Do you realize what can happen to this camp if words gets out, if any of those bastards start talking to their parents?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Holt, it's just that I couldn't help it. See, I was forced…"
"Shut up. I don't want to hear it." He stared at her for a few minutes, studying her. Then he rose from the desk and walked up to her chair. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to call in the authorities, Barbara. I'll explain the whole situation to them, and see if I can get them to hush it up. But you will have to take all the blame. And maybe there'll even be a sentence for you. If they decided to prosecute you, there would be nothing else but to go along with it. I can't risk being blamed for it."
Barbara was sweating now. She saw it all coming down on her. Just because she wanted a little fun, just because she gave in to her urges, he was going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble. The thought of being taken to the police, maybe even sent away to jail, made her shiver. There was a pit in her stomach, and then the tears poured down her cheeks. She sobbed and moaned in the chair, hardly daring to look up and face Mr. Holt.
His hand lifted her chin, stained with a river of tears. "There's no other way," he said. "It's your own fault, too. If you weren't such a slut, none of this would happen."
Barbara was numb. There was nothing she could say, no way to get out of it.
"What is it that you did for the guys, anyway?" he said. "The way they talked, you came off as a real bitch."
"I did whatever they wanted me to," she said. "Anything at all."
"Like what?" Mr. Holt said. He was closer to her now. His hand still held her chin. "Did you ever suck them off?"
Barbara turned towards him. Her eyes settled on his crotch, just inches away from her face. And she could see that he was excited, that he was getting off just from talking about what she'd done.
"Yeah," she said. "I sucked cock, and took it in the ass, and let them fuck me any way they wanted to."
The bulge in his pants grew longer and thicker. She could see the outline of his prick as it strained against his pants. "Maybe there is something we can do," he said. "Maybe we can work something out."
Barbara nodded her head. She knew what he wanted from her. She knew he was just like all the others, dying for a piece of ass, a piece of her teenage flesh.
His hand went to the back of her head and pulled it forward. Her lips pressed against his bulge. She sucked it through his pants, munching on the hard flesh with her wide open mouth.
She reached up with both hands and worked at his belt and his zipper. She pulled his pants down to his thighs and then hooked her fingers into her underwear. As soon as she got them down by his pants his hard prong flopped out and slid across her face. The tip of it was wet, and as she grabbed it in her hand she felt the long stem get harder and start to throb wildly. She led half of it into her mouth and sucked on it, moving her head up and down his shaft. He groaned and fed dick to her lips, pushing it deep down into her throat. Then he used both hands to pull her head roughly to his groin, stabbing her mouth with dick, pushing his sack of nuts against her lips. "Do it, show me what a fucking whore you are. Eat that thing. Suck on it, you little tramp. Suck on it and make me come in your mouth."
Barbara licked and slurped on his hard dick, taking the throbbing hot meat down into her throat, then pulling it out and jerking it off. The tip of his cock slid over her cheek. She tongued it while her hand flew up and down his rod, while she kissed and sucked off his prick.
Out of the corner, of her eye she saw someone else walk into the room. She turned her head, still with his prick in her mouth, and saw a woman staring at her. The woman was about thirty, dressed in black, and her hair was just as dark as her clothes, long and straight. His wife, she thought. She'd forgotten all about her. And now she was caught.
"This is Barbara, I take it," she said. She came over to her husband and watched in fascination as his long wet prick slid in and out of Barbara's sucking lips. "You're right. She's every bit as good as you said she was." The woman grabbed Barbara's head and pushed it down on her husband's prick. "Eat it," she said. "Eat it, you little bitch. Suck it into your mouth."
Barbara's lips opened and closed around the fleshy shaft that stabbed into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down so fast that she was dizzy, but she couldn't stop. The two of them held her head so hard that all she could do was go along with whatever they wanted.
And now Barbara knew it was all a setup. Holt had planned this all the way. He and his wife wanted a piece of her, and this way she couldn't do anything about it. Both of them could get her in a lot of trouble if they wanted to. The only way out was to please them, to let them do whatever they wanted to her. Barbara got scared. She knew they had her as long as they wanted her, and there wasn't any way she could get away from them. It was going to be rough, too. She could tell by the way the two of them forced her to suck on his dick. Barbara groaned as it sloshed in and out of her mouth. It was hot and wet and long, impaling her head, forcing her to suck it all the way down. Her slurps and her drooling lips made them both laugh.
"Look at the slut," he said. "Look at her suck on it. No wonder the guys all liked her. She's a real cocksucker. A fucking sex-hungry cunt."
"And she's ours now," his wife said. "All ours. And we're going to show her that."
She rocked Barbara's head back and forth, and then she pushed it from side to side. After Barbara sucked on it for a while, the woman grabbed her husband's cock and jerked it off onto Barbara's face. With each stroke of her sticky fingers the thick knob bashed away at her lips. "Suck on it, honey," she said. "Let's see you get his cum into your mouth. And then you can swallow it all." Her hand beat up and down faster and faster, and the throbbing flesh went in and out of her lips, coating them with a thick liquid. He was getting ready to come. His prick quivered and grew even thicker, making her cheeks bulge, making her lips spread even wider so he could fuck her mouth.
"Yeah, beat it off," he said to his wife. "Faster, Ann, faster, stick it into her lips."
"Ooooh," Ann said. "Doesn't that feel good when it goes into your mouth? You love it, I can tell. That's right, be a good little bitch and suck it up."
Her voice was laced with a cruel tone. And Barbara knew she was in for it, that the woman really wanted to torment her. It was just starting now. With a sucking mouth, with puffy lips, that's how they wanted her, she thought. A slave. A sex slave.
She was forced into it again, and now, as the thought of being trapped, being punished, raced through her mind, Barbara felt wet. Her juice dripped out of her cunt and soaked her panties, seeping right through her jeans. She inhaled his dick, slurped on it, and then ran, her tongue around the pulsing tip.
It quivered in her mouth and then shot off all over her tongue. Barbara slobbered on dick, sucking his tip while it spat gobs of thick hot cream into her. The steam of sticky cum splashed onto her tongue and then squirted down her throat. She could feel throbbing sensations in every inch of his cock. The hard vein that ran down the middle of it pumped and splashed into her. It grew and quivered in her mouth, stiffening, spitting. And then the cream ran out of her lips. It dripped down onto Ann's slapping hand, all white and creamy. Ann pressed her fingers up to Barbara's lips. "Suck it up, bitch, take all that cream into your mouth." With the cock still banging away at her mouth, Barbara slurped as hard as she could. And bit by bit she pulled the cum into her lips. Stands of it led from Ann's fingers to Barbara's mouth. Then her mouth was full of more cum as he jiggled it around, fucking her face, emptying his last load of hot cream.
"Now swallow it all, you whore," he said when he pulled it out of her sucking lips.
"Yeah, honey, let's see you do it. Let's see you drink all that cum," Ann said.
While the two of them watched her bulging cheeks, Barbara swallowed a mouthful. She choked it down because there was more, another thick gob that slithered down her throat. Then she opened her mouth and gasped as the hot sweet cum settled down in her stomach.
"Okay, honey, come on with me," Ann said. She pulled Barbara from the chair and led her across the room. Then she pushed her down a dark hallway. Barbara heard the footsteps of Mr. Holt following right behind them.
She stumbled a few times in the hallway, and that made Ann laugh out loud. "What's the matter," she said. "You nervous? Well, let me tell you, baby, you should be. Because now we're really going to have some fun with you."
Ann threw her into a small room. In the darkness Barbara could barely make out the shape of a bed in the center of the room. She headed for it automatically, knowing that was going to be for her. As she sat down on the wide mattress two flickering lights went on. She saw Mr. Holt lighting still another candle, fastened into the wall.
Then, in the shadowy light, she saw a huge wooden board nailed onto one side of the wall. And on the board were metal bracelets, long black whips, and a number of what looked like velvet ropes.
Holt closed the door. She heard the lock snap into place. And when he turned around to face her there was a wicked leer spreading from cheek to cheek.
Ann slid her hand down the front of her black blouse, unzipping it. Barbara stared at the woman's huge fleshy mounds as they jiggled in front of her face, jutting out from a tight black bra. The nipples protruded just above the cups, and they were hard.
"Suck," Ann said, shoving her tits into Barbara's face. "Suck on my tits."
Barbara opened her mouth and fastened her lips around the fleshy tit that pressed into her. She slurped on it, inhaling as much of it as possible. Her hard nipple poked against Barbara's tongue.
Then Ann moved her chest from left to right, slapping at Barbara's face with her tits. Her lips went from tit to tit, sucking and slurping on the milky white jugs.
Ann stepped away from her. She bent over and hooked her thumbs into her black skirt. As it slid down her legs, Barbara saw the crotchless panties that she wore. Her slit was wet, and Barbara could see pearls of liquid on her cunt hairs. Ann slid her hands down her black stockinged legs, pinching her thighs and then moving her finger back up to her cunt, sticking it right into her hole.
"Give me some head, bitch," she said. She pressed her curd into Barbara's face, rocking her wet cunt lips across her mouth. Her dripping clit smeared Barbara's face with cunt juice the minute she touched it. And then Barbara snaked out her tongue, fucking her as if her cunt was the best tasting thing in the world.
The juice ran down her lips. She grabbed Ann's hips and pulled her closer. As her fingers slid towards the back, Barbara felt bare flesh. There was a wide opening in the panties and her firm ass cheeks were ready and waiting. She groaned as Barbara cupped her ass, sliding her fingers up and down the crack, then prodding the tight hole.
Ann made her suck on her cunt for a few more minutes, rising up and down on her face, smearing her with juice. Then she pushed Barbara away from her. "That's enough for now, slut, let's see what you got."
She pushed her down on the bed. As Barbara kicked her legs up in the air, she felt Mr. Holt grabbing her, pinning her ankles together. Ann ripped Barbara's shirt down the middle. Then she slid her fingers into the lacey material of Barbara's bra and lifted it up. She stared down at her tits, leaning her head forward, sliding her tongue under the cups, licking her hardened nipples. Barbara struggled on the bed, but there was nothing she could do. Ann pulled the bra down below her tits so that they jutted straight out in the air. As her fingers raced over Barbara's flesh, pulling and pinching her nipples, Mr. Holt worked on her jeans. He had them halfway down her legs when he pressed his cock against her thigh. The wetness from his thick tip spread all over his legs as his cock moved up, pressing against her panties. The hard meat pushed inside of her, sliding into her cunt right through the skimpy material. Then he hooked his fingers into the right side of her panties and pulled them off of her.
All she had on was her bra now, and even that was pulled down to her stomach. Mr. Holt pulled her off the bed and made her sit down in front of him while he shoved his dick against her face. He made her suck it a few times and then he pulled it out of her lips, making a wet popping sound as his prick slid down her chin.
"Bring her over here," Ann said. She was standing by the wall, right in front of the metal bracelets.
"No, please," Barbara said. "I don't want it." But she did. She wanted to be tied, and whipped. And she wanted to feel hot cum spurting into her.
But for now, she had to pretend, she had to act scared. That way they would get rougher with her, that way they would force her into it.
He dragged her across the floor, almost lifting her off the ground with his strong grip. Then he threw her against the wall. Her tits slapped against the rough wood, and then his hand pressed right into the middle of her back. His cock slid up and down her crack. He pinned her to the wall with his prick shoving against her. And then he stretched her arms over her head.
"Yeah, honey, it's time you got what's coming to you," Ann said. She laughed as she grabbed Barbara's wrist. Then the metal bracelet clicked around her wrist and held it so close to the wall that she couldn't move her arm at all. Ann did the same to her to her wrist, and then Barbara stood there, both arms wide, chained to the wood.
"Now for your legs, bitch," Holt said. He moved down, sliding his prick down her legs, and then he crouched low behind her. He grabbed her ankle and spread it wide, pushing her left leg far away from her right. She felt the cold metal clamp down on her ankle as he locked the bracelet on the floor around her flesh. "Nice and wide, baby, we're going to make you spread for us." He pulled hard on her other ankle and then locked the bracelet around it.
"Doesn't she look pretty?" Ann said. "Our nice little slut, just waiting to get fucked. Get her, get her good."
Barbara could just barely turn her head over her shoulder. When site did she saw Holt standing behind her, a long whip in his hand. "Don't be so surprised," he said. "You've got it coming. You've been bad, Barbara, and now it's time to punish you."
She whimpered and pressed her hips against the wall, as if she could get away from him. But then the long whip cracked through the air and slashed at her bare ass. Her buttocks jiggled as her whole body shook. The pain seared through her head, but the juice ran down her legs. Every part of her flesh was on fire, on fire and waiting for more.
Crack! It cut into her ass again. And this time it was harder than before. The whip sliced into her and then she felt the leather as it dropped down around her legs. Barbara saw Ann standing right by her husband. She had one hand around his thick cock, jerking it off, while her other hand played with her dripping cunt. Barbara stared at her sticky fist, at her finger as it ran in and out of her slit. She jerked her husband off really fast, saying, "Whip her. Whip the fucking bitch. Ohhhh, do it, do it to her. Teach the cunt a lesson." Her words got louder and louder and then turned into a series of moans, of long gasping moans.
The whip cracked against her ass again and again, and Barbara responded. She shuddered and twitched her ass back and forth, rolling with the shock of each stinging lash. Then she felt a hand at her chest. Ann was right next to her. Her fingers closed around Barbara's right tit and then squeezed.
"Ahhhhhh, owwww, it hurts, it hurts."
"Yeah, and you love it. You love it cause your fucking body needs it. I know what you want. And that's just what you're going to get." Her fingers moved down to her nipple, and then they closed together, pinching her. Barbara stared down at Ann's red fingernails as they mauled her flesh. And she felt Ann's huge tits pressing against her side, sliding up and down. The whip cracked into her ass, onto her thighs, tearing at her, making her drip.
"And now, baby, now you get what you need," Holt said. In a few seconds Barbara felt the stiff head of his dick poke into her asshole. He cupped his hands around both of her thighs and pulled, spreading her apart, stretching her while he pounded cock into her butt. It went in a few inches, sloshing inside of her, pulsing and throbbing, dripping into her hole.
"Fuck it, stick it in," she said. "I want your cream. Your hot fucking cum. Fuck my asshole with it. Put it all the way in and stick me with it. Ahhhh, ooooh, that's it, that's it." She groaned as his cock pried her ass cheeks apart, as it slid all the way in, pounding her tunnel while his nuts slapped at her skin.
Ann kept mauling her tits, puffing on both of them, and then her tongue slid across Barbara's shoulders, then down to her chest. She pulled her tit into her mouth and sucked. As her teeth bit down on her hard nipple, Barbara shuddered, moaned, and then cried out in a long sigh of pleasure. "Fuck me," she said. "Fuck me all over."
Cock pinned her to the wall, hard and wet, fucking her tight asshole. "You cunt," he hissed. "You fucking cunt. I'm going to fill your ass with cum and you're going to drip with it. You're a bitch, nothing but a slutty bitch with a cock in her ass."
"Yes, yes, I'm a whore, a fucking whore and I love your dick. I love it. Fuck me with it. And then spurt into me, make me wet, make me hot."
He laughed at her, and then he dug his fingernails into her asscheeks, crushing her sore flesh, pulling her ass apart so that his cock could sink into her even more.
"Fuck this whore," Ann said.
"Yeah, do it, do it," Barbara moaned.
And then she was lost in passion again, rough passion, tie passion of a stiff dick fucking her ass, pounding her against the wall, driving her crazy with long fast strokes. His cock hammered away at her, sliding in and out, leaving a few drops behind each time. Then she fell into the beat, pushing her ass back against him just as he thrust his dick forward. His cock and Ann's pinching fingers drove her to the heights of ecstasy. Her asshole tightened around his prick, closing around it, trapping it in her tunnel. Then it spit into her. Hot gobs shot into her slippery asshole. The cum flew out of his tool in a rush of spattering, squishing liquid. As the spurts filled her hole Barbara shook all over on it, stuck on his spouting prick, on the throbbing hot wet tip deep inside her. His nuts slammed against her cheeks, and his strong hairy thighs pushed against her. His whole body held her captive, pinning her to the wall while he emptied his cock into her hole. Then the cream seeped out of her butt and ran down her ass cheeks, down her thighs. That made the wet slapping sounds even louder. In and out it churned, shooting into her, fucking her without mercy.
She grunted each time he slammed her against the wall. "Ummmm, ahhhhhh, do it," she moaned. "Fuck it. Fuck my asshole. Ohhhh, it's so hot, so fucking hot and wet."
"Take it, bitch. Take it into your ass."
"Fuck this whore," Ann screamed. "Fuck her. Teach her a lesson, ram her ass with your cock."
The three of them screamed and moaned as their bodies pressed against one another. And the odor of sweat and cum and dripping cunt juice filled the room. It was the smell of sex, raw sex, and it drove Barbara wild. She didn't want it to end, she wanted to have stiff dick fucking her ass, her mouth and her cunt all night long. And pussy, too. Her mouth was watering for it. The taste of hot dripping pussy juice in her mouth was what she needed now. That and cum, mixed together, seeping down her throat, staining her face and her tits. Cum, hot cum, was all she needed in the world.
Holt pulled his prick out of her ass. He jabbed her cheeks with it, coating her skin with the last few drops of semen.
"My turn now," Ann said. "Let me have a crack at this slutty bitch."
He took the metal bracelets off of her wrists. Then he pulled her shoulders back, knocking her off balance. In a few seconds Barbara fell back down to the floor, hard, landing on the rough wood. As she bounced across the hard floor the metal bracelets cut into her ankles. She cried out loud and rolled around, still bound at the ankles. She cried out loud and rolled around, still bound at the ankles. The wet cum dripped out of her asshole and poured all over the floor. She could feel it leaking out of her sore ass bit by bit. Barbara looked at Holt's cock as he stood above her. It was still throbbing and still wet. Drops of white slid down the shaft, collecting in a pool at the base of his cock.
She stared straight up, looking at his large sack of nuts swinging back and forth above her. She wanted to stuff his hairy balls into her mouth and then jerk off his prick, letting the cum flow all over her face.
But then she saw Ann push her husband out of the way. She hovered above Barbara with her legs spread wide. Barbara looked at the red gash above her, at the dripping slit. And she stared hungrily at Ann's large tits as they protruded from the bra.
"You want to suck me, don't you, you pig!" Ann said. "Let's see how good you can eat pussy. I want to sit on your mouth and feel your tongue inside of me."
Ann lowered herself, planting her knees on both sides of Barbara's head. Then her dripping cunt moved down towards her mouth. Barbara stuck her tongue out and lapped at the wet silt. Her tongue parted Ann's cunt lips and then went deep inside her flesh.
"Ahhh, it feels good, whore, real good. Lick it all up. Tick my cunt." She sat sown completely on Barbara's sucking lips, putting her full weight on her head. The strong odor of wet cunt filled her nostrils as she lapped and slurped on the hot pussy sliding across her face.
Ann reached down and grabbed Barbara's tits. She pressed the huge fleshy mounds together and then rubbed them up and down. "Nice bitch," she said. "A good fucking body on this cunt. It's a shame to let it go to waste. Why don't you fuck her?"
Her husband got down on his knees and slid his wet drooping prick across the inside of her thighs. Barbara moved her left hand down her stomach, heading towards his slippery prick. She slid her fingers over her wet cunt, inserting her middle finger into the slit, fucking herself for a few seconds. But then she grabbed his dick and pulled on the flesh, squeezing it in her fingers. She jerked him off slow, leading him towards her cunt. And it grew hard bit by bit, throbbing in her fingers. But it wasn't stiff enough to put into her cunt yet. She closed her fist around his shaft and pulled it up and down, milking it, waiting for it to get hard as a rock so she could put it into her juicy cunt.
"Suck it, honey, suck my cunt. Do it harder. Yeah, that's it… Ahhh, I want you to fuck me with your tongue. Come on, you know how to do it. You know how to do anything. You're just a slut. A slutttt, ahhh, eat it, eat it."
Barbara's tongue made a wet lapping sound each time it shot into Ann's cunt. She buried her face in her groin, licking it all over, sliding her munching lips over her throbbing clit.
"Uhhh, uhhh, it feels so good," Ann said. "It feels like a cock, a wet slippery cock. And I'm going to come on it. I'm going to come on your fucking tongue."
Barbara felt the hands on her tits squeeze harder and harder as Ann got more and more excited. From the steady juice that poured into her mouth, Barbara knew that Ann was going to cream any second now. She lapped harder on her pussy, licking and sucking, drooling and moaning. Then she slid her right hand over Ann's silky skin, pulling at her exposed ass. She touched her asshole with her index finger and then prodded it lightly.
"Stick it in," Ann cried. "Fuck my ass with it, fuck my ass and fuck my cunt at the same time."
As she worked on Ann, Barbara felt Holt's cock stiffen in her other hand. It was wet now, with hot drops of dick juice. She led the throbbing meat to her cunt hole and then gasped as it slid right into her. His hips ground against hers as he pronged her with his shaft, slipping it all the way in. His nuts banged away at her hole while his thick meat shot deeper and deeper. The wet cock head throbbed against the dripping walls of her cunt. She moved up and down for him, letting him bang her as hard as he could.
He wiggled his cock left and right, then thrust it straight in. As soon as all of it was inside of her Barbara bucked back and forth, coming on his fleshy stick. The cum poured out of her and dripped down his rod. It leaked out of her hole and made her wet in her crotch and on her thighs. "Mmmmm," she moaned, "ahhhh, ahhhh, uhhhhhh." She shuddered and then released another hot burst of cream. His cock kept on sloshing into her, driving way inside, pumping her churning hips. Then he took it out of her slit and moved it up to her stomach. The thick fleshy shaft throbbed on her skin, hot and wet. The cock head poked into the underside of her left tit, pushing deep into her flesh. Then it slid across her nipple.
Ann shouted out loud, then drenched Barbara's mouth with cum. It shot past her lips and then the salty liquid poured down her throat. Barbara's head rocked back and forth as Ann fucked her face with her dripping slit. "Suck it, you whore. Suck my cunt."
Barbara slurped it all up, sucking her cum into her mouth, stabbing at her slit with her tongue.
Then, bit by bit, the flow of cunt juice slowed down until only a few drops slid into her mouth. Ann stood up, wiping her cunt with her fingers.
Barbara looked down at the monstrous dick sliding over her chest. It moved up and pushed through her lips. He made her suck it for a minute before taking it out of her drooling mouth and ramming it back into her chest. She was sticky all over, wet from his cock and from his nuts as they slapped away at her jugs.
Ann knelt down beside both of them. She slid one hand between Barbara's wide spread legs and fingered her hole. With the other hand she reached down to her husband's cock. Her fingers closed tight around it as her sticky fist jerked him off, leading his cock into Barbara's wet tits.
"Ohhhh," Barbara moaned, reaching out for his prick. "Fuck it, fuck my tits." She grabbed the tip of his rod and squeezed it between her fingers. Both Ann and Barbara pumped his cock, pressing the sticky wet flesh down into the valley between her tits. Then it slid up and down her, fucking her, banging her milky jugs.
"Jerk it," he said. "Now, do it, uhhhh." He rose up from her chest, grunting and gasping. The first gob of cum splattered onto Barbara's chin. Then spurts of thick white cream coated her entire face. As the cum ran down her lips she sucked it into her mouth, swallowing the sweet semen. Ann grabbed his spitting cock and shoved it into her mouth. She pumped it up and down as she sucked on it.
Streams of white sperm seeped out of her mouth as she blew her husband.
Then Ann took it out of her slurping lips and jerked it off onto Barbara's tits. Pools of cream slithered down her jugs, dripping down her stomach and her sides. Barbara smoothed both hands over her tits, smearing the cum in her hands. Then she brought both hands to her mouth and licked her fingers clean.
Holt and his wife climbed off of her, leaving Barbara chained at the ankles, with cum all over her body. They left the room and Barbara could hear them out in the office, laughing and talking about her.
They didn't come back until an hour later. And once they were in the bedroom they ignored her completely. Barbara didn't say a word. She just laid there on the floor, waiting for them to make the next move. But instead of doing anything to her, Holt and his wife climbed into bed.
And they slept.
Barbara closed her eyes after a while, and then she too fell asleep on the rough wooden floor.
She woke in the middle of the night. Holt was sitting on her chest, prodding her chin with his cock. He didn't say anything to her. He just slid up her tits until his prick was even with her mouth. Then he fucked her lips savagely, ramming it hard into her throat. He shot off into her mouth, letting thick gobs of cum squirt down her throat. Then, still silent, he moved away from her.
Barbara swallowed all of the semen, and then she waited. Throughout the night, Holt or his wife slid out of the bed, forcing her to suck them off. And it was always silent. As if she was just a slave, a piece of meat who had no say in the matter.
In the morning her face was covered with dried cum. She dabbed at the semen and the pussy juice around her mouth, lapping it up with her tongue.
Holt and his wife left her alone for an hour. They came back inside and sat down on the bed, staring at her nude body.
"We've decided to help you out," Holt said. "To make sure that you don't get into any more trouble."
"What do you mean?" Barbara said.
"From now on you're going to be assigned to this cabin. You'll stay with us and work out the rest of the summer here."
Barbara looked up at him. He was smiling. He knelt down by her legs and unhooked one ankle bracelet. He pushed her over on her stomach. Her legs were crossed and there was some pain but she knew better than to complain. Barbara said.
"How can you assign me here?"
"What am I supposed to do?"
He stuck his prick right into her asshole then, without warning, and plunged it to the hilt. As his cock slid in and out of her tight hole she knew what she was going to be doing for the rest of the summer.