M & M, THE SERIES
SECUCTION, RAPE AND REVENGE
PART ll
BY: SLUDGE
Email: jiwjiw11@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER:
The following story contains elements of an adult nature, and those less than 21 years of age, or those who are offended by graphic fighting, bondage, non-consensual sex, rape and wonderfully extreme promiscuity, should read no further.
Everyone else, please proceed and enjoy the plights of our heroine’s as they look incredibly voluptuous, gorgeous and scantily clad while striving to make society safe from evil doers and too often get lewdly ravished and totally debauched in the pursuit of their worthy goals.
SPECIAL APPRECIATION TO MR. TRAVEN:
Mr. Traven, the creator of two of my favorite characters in super heroine stories, agreed to let me write this story which stars as principal character (s) Paige Powers and her super heroine alter ego Savage Fury. Mr. Traven also reviewed this story and corrected it, when necessary, to keep my portrayal of the two characters as faithful to his concept as possible. You can find Mr. Traven’s stories in Mr. X’s web site and I urge you to read them.
BAD LITTLE RICH BOYS:
The three women came out of Alfredo’s fabulous restaurant and paused to bid each other farewell. Margie gave Paige and her mother big hugs and long lingering kisses, then turned and started down the street towards her car, waiving as she went. She was almost giddy with pleasure as she strutted down the sidewalk, her body in absolutely full twist, her curves flashing erotically inside the bright orange, incredibly tight jumpsuit she was wearing. Her mouth was full of the flavor of Paige’s womanhood, a taste she didn’t yet want to have fade to become just a pleasurable memory. A lick of her full lips briefly renewed the intoxicating beverage issued from Paige’s plush labia. She was almost in dreamland, as she walked not noticing anything going on around her, while her mind remained filled with the incredible pleasure of the sinfully sexual threesome she had just been a part of, on Alfredo’s restroom floor. Mona’s new friend, Paige, had been so breathtaking that, the next time she saw her mother, she was going to have to compliment her on her wonderful taste in women.
Harry Hines was waiting for the oncoming cars to clear, so he could turn left across the traffic and into the driveway of Alfredo’s restaurant. He heard one of his two Frat brothers, who were riding with him, yell “god damn Harry, would you look at that broad just walking away from Alfredo’s.” Harry looked around and said, “Where, where do you see her?” “Right up ahead of you on the sidewalk across the street, look out there about 10 o’clock on your compass. She’s the stacked, auburn haired one in the tight orange jumpsuit,” Freddie said, from the back seat, as he pointed ahead, over Harry’s shoulder. Harry caught sight of the stunningly built woman and said, “son of a bitch, now that’s one hell of a broad and damn does she ever fill out that catsuit. Shit let’s forget the restaurant for a minute and get a closer look at this bimbo.”
Harry guided his Bentley convertible forward and they slowly passed the incredibly curved woman, as she strode sexily down the street. “Mother fucker, do you see the rack on that bitch,” Sammy said. “Forget the rack look at those ass cheeks and the way her ass looks swinging inside that god damned super tight jumpsuit.” Freddie enthused. Sammie said, “What do you think about her Harry?” Harry, closely watching the voluptuous body undulating confidently down the sidewalk, said, “I think we need to have some of that stuff. Man, I believe that is the finest freakin’ body I have ever seen. Damn, it must have been one hell of a struggle for her to get all of that body into that form fitting jumpsuit. She is striding down the street like a fuck going somewhere to happen. Can you imagine what it would be like to work that body over. Man, we could fuck ourselves blind mounted on a collection of curves like that.”
“You want to see if we can pick her up,” Freddie asked. “Hell no,” Harry said, “we just need to find out who she is and let my private security guy track her down and check her out. I don’t want her to know who we are when we rape her later. Lets just bide our time a few minutes and see where she’s going.” Harry slid the incredibly expensive car over to the curb and they watched the stunning beauty as she glided sensuously past them, every part of her body in scintillating action. Harry kept moving the big car slowly forward, a half a block at a time, always keeping the tantalizing orange jumpsuit, in full sight.
Finally, the mouth watering body stopped beside a dingy old car, opened the door, got in and started the vehicle, then pulled out into the traffic. “Damn,” said Harry, “that is a hell of a turn of events. Coming out of Alfredo’s, as finely dressed as she is, I would never have dreamed she’d get into an old wreck like that. This one is damn sure a perfect candidate for one of our kidnapping, rape nights. She must be poor as hell from the looks of that beat up old bus she’s driving, so we may have struck pure gold here. Write down her license number and I’ll have my security guy start checking her out right now. When he gets all the data we need, we’ll put a plan in motion to grab that fine bitch and give her the real nasty raping that body was built to take.
Freddie wrote down the plate number and gave it to Harry. Harry punched 1 on his speed dial and got his security guy. When connected, he gave the guy the license number and told him to check the babe out and get back to him as quickly as possible. No further explanation was needed for the security guy to proceed; he had been the front man for all of these rich kids’ rape parties and was well versed as to what was to be done.
The three
young Frat boys drove back to Alfredo’s, left the Bentley with the valet, went
in and were led to a prime table. All
three boys were from extremely wealthy families and Harry was the son of one of
the Fortune 400’s list of the wealthiest men in
They had a total disregard for women and thought of them only as sluts who were put on earth purely for the purpose of servicing men’s sexual needs and fantasies; of course primarily theirs. Since their formative years, they had tightly bonded together and worked as a pack. They used the same pack mentality when it came to women. If they dated, they dated together and shared the dates sexually, whether the women liked it or not.
Early on, their favorite practice was for one of them to get a date with a girl and then all of them would join in and gangbang the date then pay her off if she complained. Since entering college, they had found that they liked the added spice of finding fabulous looking women, having them kidnapped by Harry’s security guards and taken to some predetermined spot, where the three of them would meet the kidnappers and then rape the hell out of the women, sparing them nothing, while the kidnappers guarded the site of the rape against unwanted intrustions.
Now the fable bodied, auburn haired beauty, in the incredibly tight orange jumpsuit, was next in line to be their victim. They drank a toast to their good fortune at having found such a spectacular prize and nearly drooled as they talked about the body on the fantastic bitch that they were soon going to have the diabolical pleasure of raping, whether she liked it or not, and they certainly preferred that she didn’t.
Harry’s cell phone rang and it was his security man. He listened to what the man had to say, then told him, “her place is fairly close by you, so run over there and nose around a little and get some basic information on her, then call me back ASAP.” He looked at his companions and said, “well here is the deal so far. This babe lives at an address in the south suburbs. A check of the public records indicates that she’s married and that they don’t have any children. There is no record of her having a job. My guy is going to call me back after he has gone over to her neighborhood and done some checking on her.
The boys drank and ate slowly, talked about a variety of things, all the while thinking about the incredible body, packed into that orange catsuit. Their eyes glazed when they thought about all of the pleasure and gratification that raping that incredible body was going to provide them with. After over an hour and a half had passed, the cell phone finally rang and Harry answered it and listened, then said, “I’ll get back to you.” He looked at his Frat brothers and said, “My man has done a pretty thorough job of checking her out locally. Her neighbors told him that they don’t know much about her, she stays pretty much to herself and her husband is gone all week, every week. She is also gone a lot at night, but the neighbors don’t know where she goes to or what she does.”
“My man drove by her house and made out like he was lost and looking for directions. He said she came to the door wearing white short-shorts and a tank top and was built like a brick shit house and looks absolutely drop dead gorgeous. He said he almost lost his load just talking to her and staring at her overflowing body.”
“Based on his information, I think that kidnapping her and then doing the nasty to her, should be easier than hell. I say we not waste any more time and just go for it. Man, from what we saw and from what my man confirmed, this could to be the best piece of ass we’ve ever had. Shit, that was one hell of a lot of woman we were looking at,” Harry said, rubbing his hands together, “fuck, making it with that babe ought to be the best rape yet.”
I’ll have my man follow her around tomorrow to see if she has any kind of movement pattern, so he can see where she can best be grabbed. You guys agree,” Harry asked? Both of his Frat brothers nodded yes with enthusiasm. Harry called his man back and told him what he wanted him to do.
Wednesday morning they were in Harry’s near campus condo, when the phone rang. Harry picked it up and nodded to his buddies that it was his man. Again he listened, then told the guy he’d call him right back. “Okay guys, my man says that she apparently goes everywhere alone, driving that god damned old car. He says that she goes to regular places but has no pattern to speak of. He found out from the neighbor across the street that she leaves every Tuesday and Thursday night and goes somewhere, then must come back very late at night, because they never see her return.
He trailed her last night and saw her park her wagon in a parking lot and go across the street to a hotel entrance and had the doorman call her a cab. My guy talked to the doorman who confirmed that she had been doing that every Tuesday and Thursday night for the few weeks that he had been there. The doorman said that he had no idea where she goes but said that she must come back real late at night, because her car is still there when he gets off at 2 A.M. Because of the way she always looks, the doorman said he always assumed that she was either having an affair with someone or that she was a stripper going to work.”
“My guy’s waiting to hear from me about what to do next. He’s ready to follow her Thursday evening and check out where she goes in the cab, if that is what we want him to do,” Harry concluded. “Fuck that, what do we care where she goes. She is a sitting duck for us, so let’s get her ass kidnapped and the rape the gorgeous bitch Thursday night and quit wasting time,” Freddie said, with excited emphasis. Harry looked at Sammie and asked, “ are you in agreement with that?” “Hell yes, I want some of that fantastic bimbo, absolutely as soon as possible,” Sammie responded.
Harry called his man back and said to him, “we have enough information, lets grab the cunt Thursday evening.” Harry listened for a couple of minutes then said, “Go for it.” Harry looked at them and said, “My man is going to borrow a cab from a freelancer he knows and put fake plates on it. Our regular kidnapper, Charlie, will drive the cab and wait for her and will make sure that he will be the one who picks her up in front of the hotel. Then he will stop and pick up his partner, Zeke, and they’ll both bring her to us in our favorite place, it is just about that simple.” The three of them grinned with satisfaction and gave each other high fives.
SEDUCTION TWO:
Yesterday morning the telephone call from Mona that Paige had been expecting and anticipating with guilty pleasure, had come after only a two day wait. Mona had invited Paige to join her for lunch today and Paige had eagerly accepted. Paige was exceedingly pleased that the blonde fox had wanted to be with her again so quickly. Fortunately the restaurant Mona had chosen for this assignation was of a more moderate variety than the very classy Alfredo’s they had visited three days ago. This choice had enabled Paige to wear a nice dress from her very limited wardrobe instead of having to go out and buy something new.
She had chosen to wear a simple pink, one piece dress of a soft material that clung to her body like a second skin. It had a deep scoop neckline, long sleeves and had a two inch wide belt. The hemline came to just above mid-thigh and six inch slits were cut up each side of the skirt. The slits flashed a maximum amount of her full thigh flesh and caused the material covering her ass to mould itself tightly to her superb rear end and cup under the spectacular ass cheeks, almost indecently, when she walked. She did not wear any nylons and her panties were matching pink and hugged her lower body like a glove. She had chosen a simple pair of white, four inch high, spike heeled pumps.
Mona had insisted on coming by her house to pick her up. Paige had been reluctant to have the elegant, sophisticated super heroine see her modest abode, but had finally given in and agreed. Paige was waiting in the driveway when Mona arrived and quickly climbed into the dazzling blonde’s luxurious Jaguar. As they drove to the restaurant, they had a sparkling conversation between them, one that would be expected from two women who were hot for each others body. Paige couldn’t help but lick her lips as she sat with a full side view of Mona’s sensational body, as she drove. The super fox was wearing a golden beige, two piece suit, with a lapelled jacket that displayed a maximum of cleavage and an extremely short, tight skirt. From Paige’s vantage point she could see the tops of the elegant woman’s nylons and a flash of her matching golden panties.
When they arrived at the restaurant they were led to their seats, their entrance, as usual, drawing everyone’s envious eyes. Mona ordered her favorite champagne and the two of them quickly swallowed down a half glass of the sparkling wine, then ordered their meal.
That done, Mona slid a little closer to Paige and they both looked at each other as though they had their eyes on the most delicious morsel of femininity they had ever seen. Paige saw the glint in the older woman’s eyes. She could see that Mona’s look was not of love, but one of pure lust and desire. Paige knew that she was looking at Mona in exactly the same way and grew flushed with excitement.
During the rest of the lunch the pair of beauties flirted and teased each other and demonstrated an obvious, to everyone looking, great appreciation for each others looks and bodies, with a barely disguised hunger. Paige found herself quite comfortable with the heat she was feeling for this smooth, assured blonde honey. She found herself almost uncontrollably anxious to have another full taste of the magnetic, lush bodied, very experienced woman. She also still very much wanted to see if Mona could bring her further out of her sexual shell and broaden her horizons and make her learn how to feel good about, and enjoy thoroughly, the marvelous physical assets she had always been blest with.
Long before the lunch was over, they were both so hot for each other that they had wanted to crawl under their table and make out. When they finally left the establishment, Mona had Paige drive them home. As Paige guided the powerful, sleek car away from the curb, Mona slid her body over against Paige’s, hip to hip, just as though they were on a date. Mona tood a long look at Paige then began the full seduction of the very receptive redheaded beauty.
Mona’s mouth kissed her everywhere from her eyes to her knees and her fingers teased and explored every part of Paige that she was able to reach. By the time they arrived at Paige’s house, Paige was panting hard and dying to lay her hands on the blonde bombshell’s flesh, after all of the thrills Mona had given her as she drove the exotic car home. When the vehicle had finally rolled to a stop in the driveway they wrapped themselves into a clinch and went after each other with the hottest of French kisses. It had been all they could do to not make out right there in the car, in the driveway.
Mona finally broke the hot embrace and literally dragged Paige out of the car and into the house. Mona, with directions from Paige, quickly led her into the small kitchen and took her over to its round table. She knelt in front of Paige and pulled up her skirt and down her pink panties, then had her step out of them. Mona stood up and pushed Paige’s ass cheeks against the edge of the cool table and helped her lay down on top of it, on her back, her legs sticking straight up in the air.
Mona pulled over a kitchen chair and sat down in front of Paige’s crotch, parted the delicious redhead’s thighs and dove into the wet, glistening honey pot, open mouthed, and quickly licked the very prominent clit, then buried her tongue fully into Paige’s waiting slit, doing so as though she was eating lunch without the use of her hands. As she held a lush hip in each hand, her talented, expert tongue quickly drove Paige absolutely crazy and soon elicited an enormous, body shuddering climax, the likes of which Paige had never experienced before.
From there, Paige got up and took Mona by the hand and led her into the house’s small bathroom, pulled Mona’s dress up to her waist and perched her exquisite ass on the vanity. Paige sat down on the toilet seat, draped Mona’ legs over her shoulders, one on each side of her head, pressed her face into Mona’s sweet smelling, very damp panties and practically inhaled her fleshy, silk covered crotch. Paige ate her seductress’s womanhood with vigor, first with her crotch panty covered and then with the crotch of the panties pulled aside, all the while driving the sophisticated beauty to absolute distraction, as demonstrated by the number of volcanic eruptions that brought loud moans of appreciation from this obviously pleased and very turned on, woman of the world.
From there they adjourned to Paige’s bedroom, stripped off their dresses and further proceeded to almost eat each other alive, right in front of and eight by ten framed portrait of Paige’s husband. By the time they had finished with each other, there was virtually no part of their bodies that hadn’t been kissed and licked. They periodically worked themselves into 69 positions, with first one on top, then the other, and attended to each others heated needs, in a riot of activity. Not really knowing how they got there, they found themselves completely naked, with Paige sitting in Walt’s reclining easy chair in the living room, Mona in her lap, both all tangled in a hot embrace, still excitedly sampling all of each others incredibly well formed body parts.
Temporarily satiated, Mona, as she always did when she could, called Margie to talk to her before she went out on her normal Thursday assignment with the police department. While she was talking to her daughter, Paige was laying the recliner back as far as it would go, then crawled up on top of her seducer, getting into an acrobatically balanced 69 position and lowering her head between the stunning blonde’s plush thighs, then going down on the already well lapped pussy. During the phone conversation, Mona had told Margie that she was with Paige and now, as Paige’s wet twat was being dangled temptingly, right above her face, Mona had to tell her daughter that she was going to have to hang up. She blew Margie a kiss, dropped the phone, then reached up and pulled the delicious looking twat down into her face.
KIDNAPPED:
Margie placed the phone in its cradle and saw that she was now behind schedule and decided that it was too late to change out of the short, tight, bosom displaying, white latex dress she had borrowed from her mother to wear out shopping today. It required no bra and the matching panties were actually latex bikini tights that clung tightly to her ass cheeks and crotch. It had matching calf high boots and was way too risqué an outfit to be wearing to go to police headquarters, but being this late left her with no choice, so she just freshened up her make up and hair, grabbed her athletic bag that contained her Red Ryder super heroine costume and power belt and ran out of the house. She arrived at the parking lot just slightly late, found a parking space, locked the doors of her old car and rushed, bag in hand, over to the hotel entrance.
She smiled and said hello to the Doorman who immediately waived up one of the cabs parked at the end of the block. She gave him the usual $2 tip and he opened the car door and watched her get into the cab and got the same turn on he’d been getting for the last few weeks of doing this twice, every week. Whatever she wore, the view of her squeezing into the always small back doors of the cabs, was spectacular, especially on a night like tonight when she was wearing a very short skirt, which gave him a full crotch shot. What made him feel extra good tonight was the $100 the fat cab driver had given him to let him be the cab to pick up this super stacked honey.
Margie settled into the small, cramped back seat of the cab, bag beside her, and the driver swiveled his head and asked her where she was going. She looked at the huge face peering back at her and gave him the address, then settled back and began thinking about her mother’s interest in and lust for Paige, an itch that Mona was scratching right this minute. She was also thinking about her own delicious joint session with her mother and the spectacular redhead, held just three days before. She fully understood what her mother saw in the big, gorgeous woman, as she herself was extremely interested in having another session with that absolutely superbly structured, very tasty body. Like her mother, Margie was not into women much, but the extraordinary redhead was just to perfect to pass up.
The cab came to a stop and, while she was dreaming of sex, the back door opened and a very large man slid in beside her. He was all the way into the back seat of the cab before she came out of her dream trance and realized that something was happening. Startled, she looked over at the guy and saw that he was holding a large pistol on her. He closed the door behind him, then looked at her and said, “Just relax baby and you won’t get hurt.”
Margie looked at the gun with anxiety. Since she wasn’t wearing her power belt, it represented a serious threat to her short term well being. The power belt provided her with two major benefits; it magnified her strength and athletic ability tenfold and it increased her tolerance for pain by the same tenfold. With or without her power belt on she was invulnerable to penetration by a bullet or a knife but, without her power belt on, her tolerance for pain was not enhanced, therefore the hurt that would be caused by a bullet, would wreak havoc with her. Depending on where the bullet hit, she could either be rendered unconscious by the excruciating pain it caused or, at a minimum, would be rendered temporarily helpless.
The cab started moving forward again and the heavy set, well muscled guy said to the driver, “Charlie, turn on the overhead light and let me get a good look at this cunt.” “Okay, Zeke,” his partner replied and the light went on. Her unwelcome back seat companion looked her up and down and said, “Holy shit, those fuckin’ rich boys have really hit the mother lode this time, what a freakin’ body.” The guy reached out and put his palm under her right breast and squeezed and lifted it appraisingly, then said, “Man Charlie, this rack is the real thing, too. Oh shit, we are going to get some fantastic sloppy seconds tonight, buddy, this bitch is fully loaded with more of everything than we could possibly want. Those rich boy assholes really know how to pick em”
The gun bearing thug grabbed her by the chin and said, “Okay baby let me tell you what’s going on and paint you a picture of what you’re in for tonight. Charlie and I work for three filthy rich college kids who like to get their kicks kidnapping and raping beautiful broads like you. Seems like they got so much ass while they were growing up, that they need this type of illicit excitement, to make sex enjoyable for them any more. Somehow you have gotten chosen to be tonight’s victim and sexual entertainment center. Charlie and I are taking you to a spot that we can restrict access too, while the boys get their kicks with you. As you can imagine, these boys idea of fun is going to make the nights sex real challenging for you. They are going to fuck you every way possible and have a bad attitude while they are doing it to you. When they have finally pumped all of the jism they can generate, into that stacked body of yours, this evening, they will turn you over to Charlie and me to finish you off, but good. Get used to it baby, you are going to go home tonight, sexually used and abused beyond belief and then some.”
“Now you can either accept the deal I’ve described for you, or you can fight it, they don’t really care which. But let me warn you, they like it when one of you sluts resists. They really love to rough a woman up, it makes the sex even better for them. If you do elect to resist doing anything that you are told to do, these boys will not only get real nasty and give you a good beating, they may even bust up that pretty face of yours,” he concluded, with a leering smile.
As opposed to many of the other super heroines, Mona and Margie came from a tribe of Amazons who have no alter egos/split personalities. The technology of the power belt gave them their enhanced super powers. Whether or not they had on their power belt, they were the same person. With their power belts on, their powers were such that it took overwhelming strength, or some form of trickery (drugs, etc.) to defeat them. Without their power belt on they were just much easier to defeat in a battle but, either way, they were always full bodied Amazon super heroines.
Right this minute, Margie was in the same position she would be if, as Red Ryder, she had been depowered through the use of some type of chemical, except that she didn’t have the protection of the pain dampening feature that her power belt provided. Therefore, any blows she received would hurt much more severely than they would if she was wearing her power belt. Her healing power was still the same without the power belt, but her susceptibility to abrasions was much greater. As a result, her best posture, when she didn’t have her power belt on, was to cooperate in order to try and minimize the number and severity of the blows she might receive.
Margie sat there listening to this big oaf explaining things to her and started wracking her brain for ways to get out of this mess. Zeke and Charlie were obviously experienced thugs. She assumed that the guy in the front seat had a gun too. From the looks of them, it was obvious that they wouldn’t hesitate to use them. Damn, she had never thought about anything like this happening to her on a ride to the police department, in a cab. She was a strong Amazon woman but, without her power belt, she was no match for these armed, professional thugs. Her only real escape route was to somehow get her hands on the power belt and put it on. But finding a way to get that opportunity was out of the question right now. She was helpless to do anything with these two and they were soon going to joined by the three instigators of this kidnapping. She had no choice right now but to go along with everything and hope that an opportunity presented itself that would give her a way out of this foul mess.
She was still hoping for a miracle when the cab rolled into a surprisingly well lit, deserted alley. When it came to a complete halt, she could see the outline of three young men, waiting in the shadows. As they came forward and approached the cab she could see that they were fairly normal looking, even attractive young men. As they got closer, she could also see that their faces seemed to have haughty, cruel, permanent sneers pasted on them. They had the look of spoiled, snotty brats who had never had a care in their lives, except to get their own way about everything. And tonight they were here to have their own way with her. She gritted her teeth in chagrin, hating the thought that these three creepy little lord Fauntleroy’s were going to get to make her service them sexually.
When they got to the cab she heard one of them say, “have you got our prize with you?” Zeke looked out the open window of the cab and said, “damn, do we ever, boss, you guys have picked out the best one yet, this slut is fully loaded with absolutely everything. You are really going to have a hell of a time taking a ride on this bitch and raping the hell out of her.”
RAPE AND PILLAGE:
“Well get her ass out here and let us get a close up look at her,” Margie heard the apparent leader of the trio of preppy rich kids, order. Zeke said, “okay, Harry,” and opened the cab door, got out, then turned, grabbed Margie by the arm and roughly dragged her out of the cab and stood her in front of the soon to be beneficiaries of her kidnapping.
The three collegians circled her, looking her up and down, reaching out and feeling her up, as they walked around her, ogling her body appreciatively. Harry said, “Shit, this bitch is even better that I remembered. Man, seeing her up close like this, she is damn well everything we saw on the street the other day and a hell of a lot more. Damn this is some kind of prime stuff we are looking at, here.”
Freddie piped up, “Would you look at that fuckin’ body, I told you guys that the rest of her was as good as her rack and he smacked her hard on first one ass cheek and then the other. He watched the tight ass quiver from the blow, then reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist, exposing her sexy white tights and all of the marvelous curves surrounding them. Freddie whistled and reached down and grabbed her crotch and got a handfull of her womanhood and squeezed it hard, bringing a moan of pain and insult from her lips.”
“Well, you were damn sure right,” Sammie said, “but still, would you just look at those god damned tits, they are the best looking, most perfect headlights I’ve ever seen. Let’s pop those puppies out of that hot dress she’s wearing. Sammie reached into the half moon bodice of her dress, with both hands, stretched it aside and pried her marvelous melons out, putting them on full display. He bitch slapped the sides of each breast and watched them jiggle in response, then said, “Oh baby, I can’t wait to lay my cock between those mountains. Tit fucking that pair is going to double the size of my cum shots and you are going to get a real face full of my hot seed, you gorgeous bitch.”
The three boys kept walking around Margie, laying their hands all over her astounding body parts, squeezing and prodding them, as they looked her over like a pack of jackals eying their next meal, all the while going on with their non-stop lewd comments about her body and what they were going to do to it and to her.
The leader finally stopped in front of Margie and asked, “Alright you fuckin’ cunt, I assume Zeke told you what the deal is, while they were driving you over here, is that right?” She nodded her head yes. “Well then, you fully understand that you are here to let us fuck you every way we want and that, if you resist anything, even for a second, you will get the shit beat out of you, is that right,” Harry questioned? Again, she nodded yes.
“Well, just so there is no misunderstanding, here’s a sample for you to remember, just in case you hesitate or don’t respond fast enough,” and Harry drove his fist into her bared stomach, the blow sinking into the sexily rounded flesh just above the top of her white bikini tights, the power of the surprise punch dropping her to her knees, gasping for air. The haughty rich boy looked down at the unpowered super heroine, never realizing that she had the potential to break him in half, and grabbed her by the chin, tilted her face up and asked, “do you understand even better now, bitch, and speak up when you answer me.” “Yes,” she gasped. “Alright then, get up you fuckin’ harlot,” the boy ordered and he reached down and grabbed her by the tips of her breasts, digging his fingers into the pliable flesh, then roughly jerked her to her feet by the two handfuls of breast flesh, the pain bringing a shocked and painful groan from her open mouth.
Freddie stepped in front of her and said, “alright bimbo, just remember, if you give us any trouble at all, we will bust up that gorgeous face of yours and I know you wouldn’t want that to happen,” then he too, drove his fist into her already pained stomach, to better make his point, and again she was knocked to her knees, choking for air. Freddie reached down and grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head down until she had to put her hands on the dirt of the alley floor, to hold herself up, then the other two boys got on each side of her gasping body and gave her a vicious kick to each of her exposed sides, while Freddie held her in place by her hair. The boys laughed at the sound of the twin splats that resulted from the arches of their two shod feet blasting into her tight, toned body.
Margie almost gagged and her mind quickly reaffirmed that she certainly had no choice but to cooperate, in order to try and minimize their abuse. Amazon or not, these blows hurt like hell so, like it or not, she was going to have to let them use her body while she did whatever she had to do, to try and minimize the number of blows she received. For right now, she knew that any chance she had of escaping was completely gone so, while enduring the humiliation of being raped, she would have to just stay alert for any opportunity to get out of their clutches.
They grabbed her by the arms and dragged her to her feet, then Sammie grasped her by the back of the neck and said, “now baby, are you going to promise to cooperate and be a real good, real bad girl for us.” She looked at him and nodded yes. “I didn’t hear you, bitch,” he barked. “Yes,” she said resignedly. “Alright boys, you heard what tonight’s whore said so lets get it on with her,” Sammie said with callous enthusiasm.
Harry said, “Okay, Charlie you and Zeke go out to the two entrances to the alley and turn away anyone who might show up. The two lackeys left for their appointed posts, leaving Margie there with the three rich boys, who were eying her up as they thought about the turns they were going to get to take with the outrageously built body they were staring at, so lewdly.
Harry said, “Alright baby, its performance time,” and he reached out and slapped her face hard with the open palm of his right hand. Her head snapped to the right and her cheek instantly turned red and stung like hell. When she returned her face to its original position the richest kid backhanded her across her other cheek, knocking her back a step and reddening that cheek as well. “Okay slut, on your knees, its time for you to show our cocks a little respect and give us a demonstration of what kind of cocksucker you are, and you damn well better be a good one, if you know what’s good for you,” Harry warned her.
Margie, her face still stinging, sank to her knees. “Unzip boys and let’s have her do a little triple cock worshipping and give her the chance to get to know our meat, real good,” Harry suggested, with a sadistic smile. Margie watched and heard the three zippers go down, then saw three, much larger than normal, bulky cocks flop out of their expensive pants. Based on the dimensions of the eye catching, very impressive weapons, she wondered if the three Frat brothers hadn’t originally become friends just based on the similar, very hefty dimensions of their dongs. “Damn,” she thought, “just from a size point of view, I am going to get one hell of a thorough raping from those heavyweight male members.”
Their weapons now free from their confining clothes, the three collegians pressed forward and formed a tight semi-circle around her face, which placed the three seriously large, bobbing cockheads just inches from her lips. Harry said, “alright cunt, start going from right to left and give each of our cocks a good mouthing. I want you to eat cock until I tap you on the head then you are to move over and put the next one in your mouth. When you get through with the last one in line, start over again, from the right. And baby, I want to see these cocks going in tonsil deep and I want to hear your mouth at work. Smack those lips good and do some real humming while you suck.”
He smacked her hard on the top of her head and said, “alright get with it, you fuckin’ bimbo and do us up good.” Margie, still tingling from the slaps to her face and now her head, leaned forward and took the first cock into her mouth, eagerly and really got with it. She hoped that, by giving a great head performance, she could avoid further blows. Putting her very extensive oral experience to work, she put on an impressive visual and audio show for the watching beneficiaries of her labors. Freddie said, “damn guys, it looks like we have got us one first rate cock swallower here. This bitch has obviously spent a lot of time on her knees with a cock in her mouth.” “Owww, god damn that is some real good stuff,” Sammie groaned, as he watched the auburn haired beauty inhale his dick and let it slide back and forth across the top of her tongue, while she wiggled it enticingly.
While Harry kept tapping her on the head every ten seconds of so, keeping her moving from cock to cock, he asked his buddies, “say guys, who had the choice of the first turn the last time we raped a bitch.” Sammie said, “Freddie did, so its my turn to chose first which hole I want to use.” “Is that right,” Harry asked Freddie? “Yeah, he’s right,” said Freddie, “so that means that I get second choice and you get what is left over Harry,” Freddie laughed with satisfaction. “Damn, that sucks,” Harry grumbled, “ but a deal is a deal. So which hole do you want for your turn, Sammie?” “Shit, I am going to finish in her mouth and I want you two bastards to step away, soon, and leave this fantastic cock sucking oral cavity for me to use on my own,” Sammie uttered through clenched teeth, as the beautiful broad was just putting his dick in her mouth and closing her lips around it, as he spoke.
“Alright, we will promise to leave her mouth to you pretty soon,” Harry said, “but tell me Freddie, if Sammie is getting her mouth first, which one of her orifices do you want to break in?” “Shit, Harry, you know I am an ass man, so I am going to stuff the slut’s back door sphincter with my cockmeat and stretch her sphincter really good. So Mr. Big, that leaves you with her pussy and I damned sure know that you don’t mind being left with this bitch’s tight money maker. You love to hear these sluts moan when you ream their twats out with that horse cock of yours,” Freddie laughed accusingly.
Margie, mouth almost continuously full of throbbing cockmeat, listened to the three rapists discuss who was going to get which of her orifices and in what order, was humiliated and enraged at being treated like a piece of meat to be exploited. She just hoped that she would get the chance to make these rotten little bastards pay for these transgressions. Meanwhile the constant shifting from one cock to another and all of the head she was giving the challenging tools, was stirring erotic feelings inside of her and, as she knew she would, she was getting helplessly hot. Damn this throat clit problem, it always gave her users so much satisfaction, especially the ones she least wanted to satisfy.
Harry kept tapping her on the head and made her go through three more rounds of sucks, then said, “alright Sammie, she’s all yours. Get you one damn great blow job.” Sammie grabbed a fist full of thick auburn hair in each hand and practically mounted her face, then started ramming his cock into her mouth, hard, and gradually shoved the long, thick shaft further and further down her throat. When he was in up to his balls, he started getting him some real deep, deep throat. He yelled at her, “Come on you fucking tramp, take it all, I am going to face fuck you so hard that I am going to get my balls in your mouth, too.
Margie relaxed and just let the collegian have his way with her and damned if he didn’t almost succeed in getting his balls in her mouth, along with his cock, or at least it sure felt that way to her, he was in so deep. His two fellow rapists watched her getting her throat plungered and clapped in time with Sammie’s rhythmic thrusts, until they saw him start shaking and shoving it in to maximum depth, as it exploded down her throat, sending a flood of cum into her gullet. When he finally pulled his spent prick out of her throat, Margie came up gasping and choking for breath. “Holy shit,” Sammie exclaimed, “that was the best god damned deep throat I have ever had. Man we have discovered us a world class cock eater, here. Shit, lets just hope she’s as good with her other two pleasure providers as she is with this one. Damn that is one fantastic blow hole she’s got.”
Harry said, “well lets find out right quick just how her other two orifices perform. Grab her other arm, Sammie, and lets bend her over the trunk of the cab and let Freddie bugger her. They lifted her to her feet and marched her over to the back of the cab and shoved her stomach up against the trunk lid and bent her over it, face down. They went around and took a position by the back edge of each back door of the cab, then grasped her by the wrists and pulled on her arms until they had her stretched out and pinned down, flat on the trunk lid.
Freddie walked up behind her and pushed her white latex dress back up to her waist again, exposing her incredibly curved ass, encased in the white latex, bikini tights. He stroked her ass cheeks and her upturned crotch, then ran his fingers under the material of the tights and began finger fucking her cunt. He finally pulled her tights down and had her step out of them. He tossed them to Harry and said, “why don’t you stuff those in her mouth.” He watched Harry pull her head up by the hair and cram the white tights into her open mouth, filling it completely and still leaving a lot of the thick material sticking out of it, erotically.
Freddie then looked down at the two magnificent ass cheeks and gave the right one a resounding smack with his open hand and watched the imprint of his hand turn completely red on the white ass cheek as he heard the full bodied bitch issue a muffled yelp of pain through the latex tights. He then did the same thing with his left hand and again saw his hand print illuminate itself on the perfectly formed cheek, as she moaned with pain.
He kicked her feet apart then dropped his shorts and pants down around his ankles. He said, “Alright boys keep her arms pulled tight and hold her firmly in place for me. Now, bitch, I don’t want you to do anything but keep your pretty little anus in place for me and just take your buggering.” He inserted the head of his prick into her waiting anal entry, grasped a hip in each hand and plunged his big tool into her channel, getting half of it in, as the recipient of the cockmeat issued a muffled howl. The muffled sounds continued until he had his weapon in completely up to the hilt. He groaned with pleasure at the tightness of the warm channel and quickly started running his rigid spear in and out of her back pleasure well, with vigor.
Margie, now completely stuffed at both ends and firmly pinned down on the back of the dirty cab’s trunk lid, was being back door fucked in the most demeaning of ways and felt totally humiliated and angry by this nasty treatment. Even worse, she was getting turned on by the deep penetrating cock. Damning the little bastards for what they were doing to her, she was simultaneously beginning to enjoy the big, plunging member and what it was doing for her. She wasn’t exactly sure how she could be both outraged and sexually turned on at the same time, but, as usual, that was her fate. Soon she was hoping that the three rapists couldn’t hear the muffled moans of pleasure that were escaping through the thick tights that filled her mouth. She didn’t want them to have the satisfaction of knowing that they were getting to her sexually.
After one long, intoxicating for her, butt fuck, she felt Freddie’s pistoning cock begin spraying hot cum into her depths and heard him howl with pleasure as he completed his conquest of her. Freddie, when completely drained, stepped away and pulled up his pants and quickly changed places with Harry, who stepped up to the rear of the waiting gorgeous body and dropped his shorts and pants.
Harry reached forward with his left hand and grabbed a fist full of long auburn hair and, with his right hand, grasped his swollen cock, placing its head against the waiting vagina of the beautiful rapee. He eased the bulbous head inside of her cuntal channel and shifted his right hand up to get a handful of curved hip flesh then, without any further ado, rammed half his dick up her snatch and said, “god damn, is this ever one tight cunt. Three more vicious thrusts completely seated the fat cock at full depth and brought passionate moans from the helpless recipient of his cockmeat.
Now buried up to the balls in the absolutely superb pussy, Harry let his big penis rest there cooking for a few moments, before be began frigging her. It didn’t take too many deep skewerings of her tight channel by his king sized prick, to cause drool to start oozing through the white tights and down her chin. As he began to feel her pussy lubricate shamelessly, he smiled and said, “damn guys, this bitch is getting hotter than hell for me, the slut must really like a good raping.”
He pulled her hair up tight, forcing her head back as far as it would go, and rode her hard. Harry now had Margie’s full attention as she mentally slid towards sluttery, in spite of herself. The big dong was massaging her clit and she moaned helplessly on every thrust of the thick weapon. By the time she felt the first cum shot spray up into her squeezing channel, she was fully under his control, in every way, and his eruption triggered her own climax, an event she was glad that the boys didn’t even notice, as they all watched Harry hose her down, but good.
Harry withdrew his dripping tool and, using the hair his still had in his hand to jerk her off of the trunk of the cab and send her sprawling on the ground, the fall causing her wet tights to pop out of her mouth and drop onto the dirt of the alley floor. “On your knees, bitch,” he ordered. Margie scrambled to her knees and he offered her his glistening cock, saying, “suck it clean.” She hurriedly grasped the still rigid, slippery cock and shoved it in her mouth and began tasting herself and Harry’s thick spunk.
Pleased with their initial, demanding violation of her three ports of entry, Harry said to his two Frat brothers, “lets have her do one of those blind double fucks inside of the back of the cab.” He grabbed Margie by the arm and pulled her to her feet then led her over to the cab, opened the back door and said, “get in there on the seat, on your hands and knees, facing this way. Sah quickly accommodated him and once she was in position, he said, “Alright Freddie, you get in the front passenger seat of the cab and watch the action and work her tits and Sammie, you go to the other back door.
Once the Frat boys had positioned themselves, Harry leaned in the open cab door and said, “Now baby, you stay just like that and we are going to stand outside of the cab and plug into you and let you treat our cocks to a joint servicing.” He then straighten up and looked across the top of the cab and said, “okay Sammie, put your cock to her pussy and ram it home and let’s get her started,”
Sammie reached in and grabbed a hip in one hand and his cock in the other, placed his cockhead against the gorgeously stacked victim’s twat slot and rudely shoved it in half way. Two additional thrusts of his hips buried his weapon fully into the superbly shaped lower body; then he looked across the top of the cab at his buddy and said, “alright I’m plugged into her.” “Okay,” Harry said and reached in and grabbed a handful of thick auburn hair in one hand and guided his cock between their captives lips with his other, slipping it in up to her tonsils.”
Harry raised up and looked at Sammie with an evil, pleased grin and said, “Damn she is a perfect size for this cab, she is easily servicing both of us this way, with no problem. Alright you god damned slut, get with it and be real nasty for us and put on a show for your one man audience, there in the front seat.”
“How does it look in there Freddie,” Harry hollered? “Oh shit Harry, you were right it couldn’t get any better. What a body this honey has and what a position she’s in. You ought to see the way her rack looks hanging down like this. Shit this view is outstanding, I sure hope you are going to enjoy receiving her services as much as I am going to enjoy watching her deliver the goods,” Freddie responded. Harry said, “We will if the cunt really gets with it. Slap those tits around a little and make sure we’ve got her attention then, while she’s servicing us, just play with her boobs, I don’t want her distracted from taking care of our cocks.” Harry and Sammie soon heard the loud slaps of Freddie giving the captives tits some serious encouragement.
Margie, spurred on by the hard slaps to her breasts, really did get with it. She was humiliated to be made to provide these guys with sexual entertainment and pleasure this way but, in spite of the anger within her, she was steadily getting hotter as the two pricks were now delving deeply into her juicing body. She started eagerly and lewdly sucking the cock in her mouth and waiving her ass and squeezing her cunt, to try and please the penis penetrating her hot channel.
After some experimentation Margie decided that the best motion to use was to rock back and forth, back to fill her vagina with Sammie’s prick and forward to swallow Harry’s cock. This method worked perfectly. She continued to squeeze her cuntal muscles each time she had Freddie’s dong fully inside of her and she sucked the cock in her mouth, both as it slid into her watering oral cavity and again as it slid back out and soon the plastic seat covers were puddle with drool.
Her method worked to the perfect satisfaction of the two young collegians who were carrying on a conversation across the top of the cab as they thoroughly enjoyed the unseen cock work being performed on them by the outrageously built woman, meanwhile Freddie was milking her jugs with nipple hardening effect as he watched the gorgeous slut fuck herself with his rape partners large male dongs. The method was also doing wonders for Margie’s own growing sexual intoxication as she threw herself into the double ended penetration, with abandon.
Harry said to Freddie, “damn it really adds something to a sex act when you can’t see the slut who’s servicing you. Man it makes me better appreciate her mouth and how hot, juicy and talented it is. We have certainly found us a broad who really knows how to give a first class blow job. Her tongue feels like it has butter on it, it is so smooth sliding back and forth under my cock. God damn, this beauty we stumbled on to by accident is giving me the best head job I’ve ever had.”
“How does her twat feel, good buddy?” “Sensational,” Sammie groaned, “it is still so god damned tight and when she’s got my cock all the way in her, she is giving it a squeeze that feels unbelievably good. This babe must have had a lotta cocks up her snatch before, I would say, from the high quality fucking she is giving me. Man I am going to hate for this fuck to end, she is really something special.” “She damn sure is,” Harry gasped as his swollen prick slid through the saliva filled, magic mouth and bumping against the opening to her throat. Each oral trip let the cock slide further down her throat, as she was getting totally turned on by this work she was performing for these faceless cocks.
Inside the cab, Freddie was fascinated as he watched the two fat pricks alternate disappearing into the incredibly voluptuous body that was perched on its hands and knees on the filthy back seat, then reappearing, glistening from the two lubricants being applied to them. It was a scene right out of a porn movie, as the beauty’s huge tits swayed with her body, as it moved rhythmically back and forth and gave and took its double fucking.
Freddie reached out a hand and started playing with the dangling breasts, squeezing them and rolling the erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger. As he worked her tits, he watched the double penetration and he could hear the erotic sounds of the friction being created as each prick worked in and out of mouth and cunt, as the kidnap victim skewered herself with the rigid male members. Freddie was torn between wanting this unbelievably X-rated scene he was watching to last forever and a burning desire to flip the delicious bitch over on her back and get him a piece of superb ass from that fantastic body he was watching fuck itself.
His conflicting desires resulted in his fingers brutally sinking themselves into the massive tit flesh and bringing moans of pleasurable pain from the otherwise occupied victim. Then he remembered Harry’s warning and eased off on her jugs after he had enjoyed the addition of her painful groans to the other sounds of sex that filled the cab.
After a satisfyingly long sex show, Freddie saw the trapped, dually violated female tense and moan and knew that she was taking incoming cum. Both sets of male hips thrust forward simultaneously, sinking the twin meat poles into full depth and they began jerking erratically and emptying themselves into the marvelously curved body that was so perfectly constructed to take into it, both cocks and cum. It was now full of both and Freddie could see the throat of the recipient gulping down cum shots that seemed endless.
When the blind double hosing finally ended, Freddie watched the two cocks slowly and reluctantly withdraw from the sensual containers they had been enjoying and saw the repository of the cocks and their products, lick her lips, collecting, then swallowing the overflow. Just as her mouth released Harry’s cock, Sammie’s dripping prick appeared in front of her face and she heard the collegian say, “suck it clean baby and get yourself a full taste of yourself.” Filled with revulsion and knowing that she had to do it, Margie opened her mouth again and let the soaked tool slide fully into her oral cavity and she dutifully sucked it clean, her hatred for these vile rich boys growing as she tasted hers and Sammie’s very flavorful juices.
When she had finished and was letting the cock slip from her mouth, she heard Freddie yell at her, “on your back bitch.” Margie compliantly worked her body around in the small back seat of the cab and thankfully then laid on her back and rested for a moment. Freddie jumped out of the front seat and raced around to the back door where the gorgeous sluts lower body waited. He reached in and grabbed her by the hips and pulled her ass towards him until it was just beginning to hang off of the back seat of the cab. He grabbed his cock in his hand and fit its fat head into the twice screwed pussy then shoved it home. He wrapped his arms around her knees and began banging the spectacular lower body, his thrusting hips smacking into her ass cheeks and the backs of her thighs, causing all of her flesh to ripple provocatively.
Sammie went behind the taxi and found their victim’s white latex tights lying in the filth of the alley. He picked them up off of the ground and went around to other back door of the cab, leaned in and looked down at the face and tits of the stunning, again impaled beauty. The fucking she was getting had her mouth wide open and Sammie reached down and stuffed the filthy tights fully into the invitingly lip parted oral cavity. He then grabbed the two big breasts that were jiggling on her chest, from the pounding her pussy was taking, and began squeezing them and pinching the very erect nipples, hard, and heard her moans be added to the loud noise of the fucking she was getting.
Harry, his voyeurism peaked, slid into the front passenger seat of the cab and looked over the back of the seat and began watching the outrageously stacked victim get used and abused by his two ever nasty Frat brothers.
The back seat of the cab was getting very warm from the sex action. The heat from Margie’s body was beginning to cover her with a sheen of perspiration. The back seat of the cab was small, cramped and filthy and it was getting very slippery from all the erotic use that was going on in the disgusting vehicle. The boys were also sweating as they strained to give their trapped victim a thoroughly lewd debauching. The aroma being steamed up inside of the grimy cab became rank and its stale stench combined with the invigorating smell of hot, dirty sex, was stirring the boys to even higher degrees of sexual excitement and abuse. Harry took the whole scene in from his front seat vantage point and urged his buddies on to excess as they stepped up the pace of their assault on the superbly constructed rape victim.
Finally, Freddie could hold back no longer and his thick prick ejaculated a major load of cum into the unbelievably well stacked, sweat slick, soiled body. Cock empty and himself winded, Freddie finally pulled out of the oozing pussy and stepped away from the cab door. Harry got out of the front of the front seat of the cab and went around and reached in through the open back door, grabbed Margie by the hair, then pulled her up into a sitting position and slid into the seat, right next to her. He unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants and shorts down around his ankles. “Freddie, you sit in the front seat so you can help me out with this next sex act and Sammie you get in on the other side of this fabulous slut,” Harry ordered.
The two Frat brothers took their positions and the guys closed all of the cab’s doors. Harry said, “Okay, I want to get a sitting ass fuck from this bitch. I want you to help her lift herself up, then hold her in place while I slid under her and get my cock lined up with her anus, then I want you to gradually let her down until my pecker it completely up her ass,” Harry instructed. Margie was quickly grabbed and lifted onto the richest boy’s thighs. Margie groaned to herself resentfully, mad at the boys for what they were doing to her and even madder at herself for now being so hot that she was eagerly cooperating with them.
The lifted her and placed her anus right above Harry’s prick head then she felt the cockhead press up against the entrance to her back door and then she experienfed the degrading spectacle of Harry’s big cock began to slide up into her already well reamed anal channel, now so stretched that it offered no resistance to the rich boys very stiff prick, as it slid completely up into her slippery, warm, rear cock cooker. When her ass cheeks settled into his lap, signally absolutely full penetration, she heard Harry groan with great pleasure. He whispered in her ear, “Damn baby, I hope that was as good for you as it was for me, now start slow bouncing in my lap and ass fuck yourself with my tool.” Margie leaned her back against his chest and, supporting herself on her hands, began sliding up and down on Harry’s lap, un-impaling herself then re-impaling herself erotically, to the sound of Harry’s pleased groans.
Sammie, sitting beside her, grabbed Margie’s hand and put it on his cock and told her to jack him off. Margie obediently wrapped it around his half-stiff penis and accommodated him. Freddie then reached in from the front seat and shoved three fingers up her pussy and began finger fucking her while she bounced up and down on Harry’s very filling cock.
She now felt totally degraded. Her lower orifices were being rudely violated; her soaked, dirty latex tights filled her mouth; her hand was working Sammie’s cock; Harry’s hands were under her ass cheeks, squeezing them as he helped her go up and down on his thick cock. Then, on top of all off, the two watching boys leaned in and sucked the tips of her tits into their mouths and began sucking, chewing and biting her already mauled and sensitive boobs. She couldn’t imagine feeling any more raped than she did right that minute, in the back seat of this disgusting cab, but, in spite of the hatred the rape generated in her, she was also in full sexual response and on the verge of climaxing.
The three boys had never had it any better than this. The woman was so incredibly voluptuous and the cramped cab was such a nasty turn on, with its smell of stale left over cigarette smoke, dirt, foully stained seats, and sweat, all combined with the distinct aroma of x-rated, dirty sex that permeated the air. It was sensuously stimulating beyond belief, for boys who had always lived in the lap of luxury. Margie felt like she was a cheap hooker putting out at $25 a pop. Her humiliation was complete, but the nasty sex went on and on and on, until Harry finally erupted inside her anal channel. He pushed her ass down onto his lap and just let his jerking pecker quiver inside of her back channel as it emptied itself up into the gorgeous, demeaned, fabulously built, sex object’s sweet ass. With self-disgust, she climaxed to complete her sexual defeat.
After resting a couple of minutes, his prick shrinking inside of her, Harry lifted Margie up off of his lap, slid himself over next to the door and let her ass down onto the seat between he and Sammie. They all sat back and rested some more and caught their breaths, while the two Frat brothers sitting in the back seat had her hold their cocks in her hands. Harry reached over and grabbed one of her tits and said, “damn guys, as soon as we’ve rested up a little I think it is time to tit fuck this bitch.” Both temporarily sapped students grunted affirmatively.
Freddie, in the front seat, looked down and spied Margie’s athletic bag sitting on the floorboard, under the steering wheel. “Hey guys look at this bag of hers, what do you suppose she has in it,” he asked his fellow rapists. “Shit, I don’t know,” Harry said, “why don’t you open it up and see.” Freddie unzipped the bag and found it crammed full of clothing items. He reached in and pulled out a pair of long boots and gloves. “Shit, this looks like some type of costume,” the exploring student observed. Out came the rest of her costume and Freddie said, “damn this looks like a strippers outfit. Shit, our original speculating about her was right; this hot bodied bitch is a stripper. How about that. God damn, no wonder she took all our fucking so well, the whore’s probably been out getting banged every night. Shit, no wonder she seemed so experienced, the bitch is a professional.”
“Damn,” Harry said, “well let’s have the cunt put her stripper costume on and then have her show us what she looks like in it. From the looks of that outfit, once she gets it on, she’s going to have to let us fuck her in it.”
They all clamored out of the cab, pulling their very well used victim out with them and Freddie tossed the costume on the ground and told her to take off her dress and put the costume on. Margie removed the tights from her mouth then stripped off the filthy white latex dress then eagerly began to put her super heroine costume on, with a knowing smile of impending revengeful triumph, as she snapped her power belt around her waist.