"Dad said you had the biggest tits of any babysitter he'd ever seen. You've sure got the biggest tits of any babysitter he's ever gotten for us."
Janet's eyes went wide with shock at the boy's words. She could believe that his father had thought that, because he'd been openly eyeing her body all morning. But she couldn't believe that he'd tell his son about it, and she certainly couldn't believe that the boy would repeat the message to her.
"Pat," she said, shocked to find that her voice was shaking. A slow, red blush began to spread across her pretty face. "The size of my breasts doesn't have anything to do with how good a babysitter I am. Now why don't you go on outside and play with your brother?"
"Naw," he said with a devilish grin. "I want to feel your big tits instead."
He brazenly reached out and took hold of one of Janet's big, firm tits. He squeezed it tightly, smiling at the look of shock and outrage on her face. He moved his hand to her other tit and squeezed that one even harder. He couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful babysitter his father had hired for him and his brother.
Janet wasn't that much older than Pat, no more than a year out of high school. She was also the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, even better looking than the women in his dad's dirty magazines. The moment she'd walked in the door, her big tits bouncing high on her chest under the cut-off sweatshirt she was wearing, Pat had known he was going to try to fuck her. He'd already fucked a couple girls his own age, so he knew what it was all about. With an older girl as beautiful as Janet, he knew he couldn't just walk up and ask her to fuck, though, so he'd made a plan.
"You little jerk!" She gasped as his thumb found her nipple and flicked back and forth across it. "Get your hands off me before I knock you out."
Pat kept his hand on her firm, heavy tit as he closely studied her body. She really was magnificent. Her legs, mostly bare beneath the pair of white shorts she was wearing, seemed to go on forever. They were long and finely muscled and tanned a perfect bronze. Her ass was great too, a perfectly rounded little hump that joined her long, sleek legs. Pat could see a little of her waist between her cut-off top and the waistband of her shorts, and the skin there was as tanned and silky as her legs. Then he looked back to her tits again.
"Gee, Janet," he said with a giggle, looking at his babysitter's face now, taking in her big gray eyes and full pink lips. She looked almost like a pixie, and the short, stylish cut of her hair made her look even more so. "You know, I'm just a kid. I'm barely in high school, and what are you, a college girl or what? If I told my dad, or maybe let it slip out at school that you were messing around with me or my little brother, you'd be in a whole lot of trouble. And I might tell. I just might tell that you did all kinds of nasty things!"
Janet stared at the boy in shock. When his father had been here he'd seemed so innocent, almost angelic. Now he was staring at her from under his mop of straight blond hair like some little demon. Janet knew she could flatten him with one punch, could tell by the way he was watching her that he knew it too. But if he was serious about making up terrible stories about her then knocking him out would only make things worse. Janet stood still as he mauled her tits, a heavy weight settling in her stomach as she realized she might be in big trouble.
"What do you want me to do?" she whispered.
Pat grinned and dropped his hand from her tits. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her graceful, long-fingered hand against the front of his jeans. Janet didn't fight him, not even when he closed his hand over hers and forced her to curl her fingers around the throbbing hot bulge of his cock.
"Just feel it for a while," Pat said, rubbing her hand against his cock and balls. "Just keep rubbing your hand over it. Fuck, that feels fantastic."
Anger and hatred flared through Janet as she massaged the boy's cock. She wanted to squeeze his balls until he screamed and then kick his smart little ass up to his room. But she didn't dare.
"Oh, yeah!" he hissed, slitting his eyes against the pleasure she was giving him. He began to grind his hips slowly against her rubbing hand. "Dig those fingers in good, bitch! Jerk me off, babysitter! Make me good and hard!"
He took his hand off hers and grabbed at her tits again, but Janet didn't stop what she was doing. She rubbed her palm over the rough material of his dirty jeans, feeling the heat of his cock and the throbbing power of his prick. She stared at him defiantly as he closed his fists around her tits, not even flinching when he dug his fingernails into her silky skin. Instead, as the pain ripped through her sexy tits, she sped up the circular motion of her hand over his excited young cock.
She could tell that the friction of the rough material over his hot young prick was about to make him cum. And she badly wanted him to cum before he got the idea to make her do something else for him.
She felt an intense hate for the good-looking boy she was masturbating, and she tried to think of ways she could get back at him. She didn't like men in general all that much. Through high school and her first year of college men of all ages had tried to get their hands on her flawless body. Now, even as a babysitter she was being pursued. And Pat had a giant advantage over all the other men who lusted after her sexy body. He had something he could blackmail her with.
"Oh, Janet!" Pat whispered. He pushed her jersey top up over the heavy globes of her tits, revealing huge mounds of creamy flesh and pointy brown nipples. "Oh, you babysitting bitch! You're corrupting my morals, babysitter, so do it good!"
He closed his fingers around the stiff, rubbery stubs of her nipples, pinching and pulling on them until Janet had to hold her back straight and her body rigid to keep from shuddering with the pain. She rubbed her palm faster and harder against his long, thick cock, trying desperately to make him cum.
His hips bucked against her hand with small, quick fucking strokes. She felt a sticky wetness spreading through the crotch of his jeans. She massaged his cock with her palm while she scratched her fingernails over his balls. His big cock pulsed and the dark stain of moisture grew. Janet's hand was sticky with it now. There was so much. He had to be cumming.
Pat let go of the sexy babysitter's nipples and latched onto the full globes of her tits. He clutched them until he could see pain fill Janet's wide gray eyes, then began to wrench them back and forth across her chest. He yanked them first in one direction and then another, pulling one up while he jerked down on the other, pulling them in opposite directions on her chest and then slamming them together. Janet's hand was a blur over his leaking cock as she frantically tried to bring him off. She couldn't stand much more of the pain his mauling was causing the silky mountains of her tits.
"Down!" Pat ordered suddenly, yanking down on both of her tits at the same time, bringing an involuntary yelp of pain from the gorgeous blonde. "You can't corrupt my morals just rubbing on my prick! Hell, half the girls in the neighborhood have done that for me!"
Janet groaned.
"Take down my pants," Pat said, still wearing the same evil smile. He let go of Janet's injured tits and wrapped his fists in her hair instead. "I think you've lubed up the denim about enough. I don't want to cum in my pants like some baby."
"You dirty little creep," she said through her clenched teeth. She was so angry that her hands trembled as she unbuckled his belt. "What are you, too big a creep to make it with any girls your own age? You have to blackmail a girl just to get her to beat you off?"
"Naw, I can get these little high school girls to do anything I want." Pat's eyes were gleaming with lust as the kneeling babysitter unzipped his jeans and tugged them down his thighs. "What I've never had is a sexy, big-titted babysitter as my own blow-job girlfriend."
With that Pat yanked her head forward by her short blonde hair, slamming her face against his dirty underwear. Janet's mind froze with horror at his words and her stomach rumbled with disgust at the sticky smear of his pre-cum over her face. She'd never sucked a cock before, never even considered it in spite of all the men who'd tried to convince her. Now this dirty-minded little jerk was rubbing her face all over the front of his filthy underwear as though she didn't have a choice.
Pat whipped Janet's face back and forth over the throbbing bulge of his cock, excited by the expression of sickness and anger on her face. He rubbed her nose over the wide, wet stain of his pre-cum, almost laughing at the way her pretty nose wrinkled in disgust. Her fingers clawed at the air, and the tendons in her long, graceful neck stood out like steel cords as she tried to pull away from him. He pushed her face harder into his crotch, smearing sticky wetness over her lips and cheeks and chin.
Janet sputtered and struggled, trying to regain her composure while Pat hauled her face over the wet cotton of his shorts. All she could smell was the earthy, dank scent of the boy's cock and balls. It was a nightmare. She'd never let a cock come anywhere near her face, even with the two boys she'd let fuck her. Now all that separated her from Pat's long hard cock was a thin layer of fuck-lube-soaked cloth.
"Stop!" She grabbed his hips and dug her nails into his skin until he squealed with pain, then she pushed herself back away from him. Her pretty face glistened with smears of his pre-cum. "Now you listen to me, you dirty little bastard! I'll jack you off if you want me to! This one time I'll jack you off, and then you never bother me again! But you're not putting your filthy little prick in my mouth, and you're not putting it in my cunt! And if you try to, or even talk about it anymore, I'm going to forget about this job, forget about babysitting, kick your ass and leave!"
"Gosh," Pat said, and the look on his face now wasn't young or innocent at all. In spite of the fact that she was older and bigger and stronger, Janet felt a chill of fear shake her body. "No, Janet. What you're doing now is great enough. Maybe if you could pull my shorts down and squeeze my ass a little it would be even better."
Janet sighed as she tugged down his dirty underwear. She didn't trust the boy, she was more than a little frightened of him, but if she could just make him cum and then stay out of his way until his mother and father got home in the morning, she guessed things would be all right.
His cock bounced out, even bigger than Janet had imagined it by feeling through his pants. It was bigger than the cocks of either of the boys she'd let have sex with her. It was soaked down half its length with the fuck-lube it had already shot. There was a light curling of almost-blonde hair around its base and over the bulging sac of his balls. It was so big and sticky and gruesome-looking that Janet didn't even want to touch it with her hands. She felt like some kind of whore kneeling in front of such an awful cock.
Still, she reached up and took his cock in her palm, jerking her hand up and down the throbbing stalk. Her fingers wouldn't go all the way around its fat thickness. She was grateful that this cock wasn't going into her pussy. It was big enough to rip her open. Wet, bubbling sounds filled the room as she worked her hand up and down his slimy cock. She could feel the powerful rod of his prick jerking as he tried to keep from shooting his load, and she quickened the pace until her hand was a blur. She reminded herself to aim his filthy prick straight down at the floor when he did start to cum.
"Don't forget to squeeze my ass," Pat said with a long, lustful sigh. His eyes were bright as he stared down at his sexy babysitter. Her hand looked tiny and delicate against the huge cylinder of his meaty prick. "Oh, you're doing that so good! Squeeze my ass, you sexy cunt!"
Anger filled Janet again at the name the boy had called her, but she did as he asked. She released his fat cock and snaked her arms around his hips to feel the hairless cheeks of his ass. She was careful to keep her face well away from his bouncing, leaking cock. She didn't want a repeat performance of having his cock smeared all over her, especially now that the barrier of his underwear had been removed.
And then the boys struck.
Pat grabbed her hair just as she'd suspected he might, but before she could react, someone else had grabbed her by the wrists and was looping some kind of cord around them. She struggled, but kneeling down and leaning back as she was, it was useless. Pat kicked her in the stomach, driving the air from her lungs, and he yanked her head forward so savagely that her forehead cracked painfully against his bony hip. While her mouth was open, he stuffed his cock between her lips.
"Nooooo!" she screamed around the mouthful of filthy, sticky cockmeat. She tried to shake her head, tried to pull back away from him. With his fists tangled in her hair and her hands tied behind his back, it was hopeless. "No, I won't do-"
Mercilessly Pat fed her more of his cock. The fat prickhead was already past her lips, and now he slid inch after inch into the wet, warm cavern of her mouth. In seconds she was gagging, unable to speak and barely able to breathe.
Janet caught a glimpse of the boy who had tied her hands. It was Pat's little brother, Brian. She cursed herself for not suspecting that they might be in on it together.
"Yes, you will do it," Pat said as he fucked her mouth. She'd only swallowed about five inches so far, and he wanted to see her take it all. "You'll do anything we fucking want you to do now, babysitter. You don't have a fucking thing to say about it. Call me a creep, huh? Threaten to kick my ass? No girl kicks Pat Fenton's ass, not even some hot-shit college-girl babysitter!"
Behind her, Brian was winding rope around her legs, from her ankles to her knees. Janet tried to kick at him, but it was impossible. A dull feeling of horror settled over her as she realized that she was totally at their mercy, that Pat was right when he said she didn't have a fucking thing to say about what they did to her. Already her mouth was stuffed with a hard, leaking cock, and she'd always swore she'd never let a man do that to her.
"Come on, Pat," Brian whined from behind her. He was younger than his brother, almost a child. "We've got to hurry."
"Shut the fuck up, Brian!" Pat growled, driving his cock slowly back and forth inside the beautiful blonde babysitter's helpless mouth. "This bitch called me names and threatened to hit me! Now she's going to drink some cum to say she's sorry! Squeeze her tits or something!"
Janet wondered why Brian wanted them to hurry, but she didn't have time to think about it. Pat was feeding her another inch of cock with each plunge into the wet cavity of her mouth. The head of his cock was pressing its way into her throat now, and she couldn't stop herself from gagging.
Pat just smiled down at her as her face turned red and her body shook with her gagging. She was taking almost his whole cock now, and the feeling of her hot, wet throat clasping around his prick as he plunged it in was driving him wild.
Jane's lips stretched obscenely around the fat stalk of Pat's cock. He was fucking her face faster and faster, his cock making wet, slurping noises as it plunged through the tight seal of her mouth. Janet's spit, mixed with the bubbling stickiness of Pat's pre-cum, began to slip from the corners of her mouth and dribble down her chin. On the next thrust, Pat slammed his cock all the way down her throat, and her nose was buried in the forest of his cockhair while his heavy, sweaty balls slapped her chin. She gagged and twisted as she tried to get away.
Janet was trying desperately to think of a way out of this. Her mouth felt numb and chalky from the ceaseless rubbing of Pat's cock and the steady dripping of his fuck-lube on her tongue. Her scalp burned with pain every time he yanked her hair, and her throat felt sore and raw from the bludgeoning his cock was giving it. She was having a hard time breathing around the throat-clogging mass of his big prick. She only barely suppressed an urge to bite him, but tied and helpless as she was, she didn't dare. As awful and disgusting as the thought was, she realized she was going to have to swallow the boy's cum.
Brian's hands closed around her tits without warning, and Janet gasped around the meaty gag of Pat's cock. The boy's hands were dwarfed by the size of her gigantic tits, but waves of pain still shot through her tanned, voluptuous body as he dug his fingers into her flesh. He pinched her nipples and something else fluttered through her kneeling, supple frame, something that terrified her. Shuddering whispers of pleasure stirred inside her, spread from her mauled tits through her flat stomach and down to her cunt.
"She's got the biggest tits in the world!" Brian whispered as he pawed them.
Janet could feel his hot breath on the graceful curve of her shoulder.
"Shut the fuck up, Brian!" Pat answered with a groan. He was angling his cock so that on each thrust into Janet's burning throat he was fucking in from a slightly different direction. "She's got big tits, but there's always some other bitch that has them bigger! That's what life is all about!"
Janet had almost gotten used to the piercing penetration of his cock, the wet slapping of his balls against her chin, the steady drip of fuck-juice all over her mouth. He had to cum soon, and once he did, she could just try to forget the whole nightmare. She wasn't even sure she wanted to get back at him anymore. She just wanted to forget about the whole awful experience.
"You bitch!" Pat shouted, jerking her head from side to side until her neck screamed with pain. "You cocksucking, pussy-throat slut! You're making me cum, you babysitting whore!"
With only that as warning, Pat's cock began to jerk and jump in the tight warmth of Janet's throat. Pulse after pulse of burning-hot jism splattered down her windpipe, causing her to choke and cough. Pat held her head tightly in place and fucked her face faster and harder, bruising her nose and lips as he spewed his jizz down her throat. Janet's lithe, sexy body vibrated with her coughing as his cum flooded out.
"Pat, you're killing her!" Brian shouted as Janet's body quaked and her face turned red. "Pull out, Pat, you're drowning her or something!"
"Bitch drowned in cum!" Pat screamed gleefully as he shot more spunk into the helpless babysitter. "That would be one fucking sweet headline! Just what you deserve, you cock-faced cunt!"
Janet coughed up huge wads of thick, white cock-cream, then had to swallow them again as Pat's cock stuffed them down her throat. Jism and spit rolled down her chin in a wave, and more jism filled her nose as she coughed it up. There seemed to be nothing in the world but stinking, sticky cum, and still Pat blasted more into her mouth. Tears poured from Janet's stinging eyes as she tried to clear her nose and mouth of his creamy jism.
"You like that, don't you, Janet?" Pat asked as his cock drooled the last of his cum. He had pulled back until his cockhead sat on her soft, pink tongue, making her taste every last drop of his jism. "You love the taste of that creamy jizz, don't you?"
Janet was too stunned to answer. She was still coughing, still trying to breathe freely and blink her eyes clear. She wanted to throw up. She wanted to go home and hide for a year. She wanted to just crawl under a rock and die. She had sucked a teenager's cock. She couldn't imagine a worse humiliation.
Pat pulled his cock from her mouth and wiped it clean on her cheek, smearing her face with his cum and her own spit. She didn't say a word, wouldn't even look up to meet his gaze. Pat smiled happily.
Pat had decided he was going to make the sexy babysitter his girl, and babysitter or not, college girl or not, she still had some things to learn before she was ready for that. Things about sex. Things about using her body to please every whim her man might have. Pat was going to teach her. He even had a couple of friends to help him out.
Janet's arms were still wrapped around Pat's thighs, trapped there by the rope that tied them together. She was staring at the floor, her head bowed and her body slumped. Pat stepped over the circle of her arms and knocked her over with a vicious kick. While she was still rolling on her back, moaning in pain, he grabbed the rope around her wrists and started dragging her across the room.
"Give me a fucking hand, Brian!" he shouted. "Let's get her out to the pool, it's too fucking dark in here! I want to see her expression when I stick my cock in her tight little pussy!"
"Noooo!" Janet screamed. She whipped her head from side to side, struggling as the two boys dragged her over the rough carpet. "No, Pat, please! I'll do anything! I'll-"
"Shut the fuck up, unless you want me to gag you," Pat grumbled, pausing long enough to catch his breath and kick the sexy, screaming blonde in the stomach. "Just look at it like this, Janet. From now on, I'm the fucking babysitter! You do what I say and I won't have to spank you. At least, not much!"
Chapter Two
Janet struggled as the two boys dragged her through the house. The ropes around her wrists cut into her flesh painfully and the carpet reddened her thighs as she was pulled across it. Pat landed kick after vicious kick against her arms and head and shoulders, beating her into submission. Finally the luscious blonde babysitter went limp and let herself be dragged along.
She knew she was helpless as long as her arms and legs were tied. For now she could only try to survive whatever Pat and his little brother did to her. Sooner or later they would have to get tired of tormenting her. And at least the Fentons had a high privacy fence, so no one else would see her.
"Hot shit! You really did it!"
Janet screamed at the sound of the new voice, terror and shame burning through her beautiful young body. She twisted her head to one side, and for a moment she thought she was seeing double. Two boys were standing by the edge of the big pool, two boys who were identical in every way. Even the clothes they wore were identical. It took Janet's confused mind long moments to realize they were twins.
"She's a real fucking beauty," the boy on the right said.
"She's the most beautiful fucking girl I've ever seen," the one on the left said.
Janet screamed and babbled, pleading with Pat to send the boys away and take her back inside. He listened to her for a few minutes, an amused smile on his cruel young face, then aimed a kick for the shuddering hollow of her tiny stomach. The sexy young babysitter whooped as though she were dying, rolled into a tight little ball and rocked slowly back and forth as the pain burned through her helpless body.
"She's a hell of a babysitter, all right," another voice said, and even through the haze of pain that surrounded her, Janet felt terror when she recognized the speaker. "Your old man did hire her to take care of you."
Janet turned her head to look at the new boy. His name was David Henried and she'd babysitted him before. His family lived next door, and it was his mother who had recommended Janet to the Fentons. After the one night she'd spent with the terrible boy, she'd decided to never sit for him again. He was about the same age as Pat, but he was much bigger, a tall fat boy with shaggy black hair. He already had the scraggly beginnings of a beard on his young face, and he smelled like an open sewer. The night Janet had spent at his house had been a constant struggle to keep his hands off her body and ignore the filthy propositions he made to her.
"Hi, David," Pat said, standing over the cringing babysitter, his foot drawn back menacingly. "You've already met him, baby-bitch. The twins are Clint and Vic. They're Brian's friends, but I told him he could invite them over."
"Pat!" she whimpered, her voice trembling, her eyes pleading. Her former bravado had completely vanished. "What are you going to do to me? What are you planning?"
It had struck her, seeing David and having Pat tell her that he'd invited the twins, that this was some kind of organized operation. She had the terrible, hollow feeling that they intended to rape her, that they were all going to take turns driving their horrid little cocks into her gorgeous, helpless body. The idea made her want to throw up, made her want to die. Having Pat's cock in her mouth was bad enough. But David was a monster, a horrid fat slug of a boy. And Brian and the twins were so young, hardly more than children. The suspicion that they, too, were going to have turns mauling her tender young body was too much to bear.
"We're going to teach you some lessons, Janet," Pat said in a reasonable voice that scared her. "We're going to teach you not to threaten kids when you sit for them, and not to be such a stuck-up, superior cunt. Since you act like such a tough bitch, we're going to see just how tough you are."
"And we're going to fuck the shit out of you, too," David added in his growling drawl. "We're going to fuck you in every hole you got! We're going to fuck you until you can't stand up."
"Pat, don't you know how much trouble you can get into for doing this?" Janet screeched as he began to pull her across the harsh wood surface of the deck. Splinters knifed her ass and shoulders as she slid along helplessly. "You're a smart boy! You've got to know that this could ruin your whole life!"
"Shut up," he said, simply, then nodded to the other boys. "Help me get her up on this table."
The picnic table sat on the edge of the deck, not very far away from the big swimming pool. The five boys lifted the squirming babysitter like a sack of garbage and dumped her on her back atop it. She twisted helplessly on the flat slab of wood as the five boys drew close around her.
"Clint, Vic, get that volleyball net and bring it over." Pat began to bark orders like a drill sergeant. "David, Brian, get her arms pulled out over her head, and untie her legs."
Janet tried to fight, but she was helpless against the three boys. Pat held her bound arms above her head by sitting on her elbows. David tore the rope from around her sore ankles, then dodged her kicking feet until he and Brian could hook her knees over the side of the table. Each of them sat on one of her thighs. Chains of steel couldn't have locked the frightened young babysitter more tightly in place. All she could do was squirm her torso and turn her head.
"We got to get these fucking clothes off her!" David growled, and before anyone could answer, he grabbed the top of Janet's tight white shorts and ripped them open.
Janet shrieked as he popped the buttons and ruined the zipper on her shorts, and screamed again as he kept ripping them until they hung in rags around her quivering thighs. Now the only thing that hid her tight, dry pussy from their sight was a tiny pair of cotton panties. David and Brian groaned at the sight of her curling pussyhair peeking around the edges of the skin-tight panties.
"Oh please!" she whimpered, no longer believing her pleading would help her but unable to stop herself from trying. "Oh please, please, please stop this! I don't want you to fuck me!"
Pat reached down and yanked her jersey top off her tanned tits and up the long, slender lengths of her tanned arms. He left it tangled around her elbows just in front of where he was sitting. Janet gasped at the new humiliation. She was so terrified that she was disoriented. All she could think of was how terrible, how demeaning, it was to be stripped this way under the lusting stares of the young boys.
"Look at these giant tits!" Pat shouted gleefully, slapping at her tits with both of his hands. "These are fucking perfect titties!"
He slapped them again and again, sending shock waves of agony coursing through the trapped babysitter's lean body. He was entranced by the way the tanned, silky tits shifted and swayed across her chest. Janet squirmed and pleaded, but that only made him want to hit her harder.
"What you ought to be looking at is her tight, hairy pussy," David said. He poked his fingers at the center of Janet's tight panties, making the frightened girl hunch her hips and draw her flat stomach in tight. "I've never fucked a girl with a hairy pussy before."
"I've never even seen one!" Brian whispered beside him, and he poked Janet's pussy too, watching with pleasure as her cunthair made her panties bounce back up after he'd pushed them down.
"You ain't seen one yet!" David growled, and he closed his big, grubby hand around the thin strip of cloth where it bit into one of Janet's sleek brown thighs. "But you're going to see one right fucking now!"
"Noooooo!" Janet wailed as David ripped her panties away. Her panties had been her last line of defense, the last thing keeping her from being stripped naked in front of the boys. "Nooooo! This can't be happening! This is just a dream!"
"I bet you've dreamed about this, you dirty whore," Pat said with a laugh, pausing in his drumming of her tits long enough to deal out two hard slaps to her pretty, tear-stained face. "I bet every night, right after you threatened some kid or told him he was a creep, you stuck your fingers up your smelly, hairy pussy and dreamed about getting fucked by some kids who wouldn't put up with your shit!"
David and Brian were both staring in awe at the babysitter's bared pussy. They'd never seen anything like it before outside of the girlie magazines they'd snuck away from their fathers. With her legs spread so painfully far apart, and her knees bent and hooked over the edges of the table, Janet's pretty pink pussy was spread open and completely visible. The blonde hair that surrounded it was like a beautiful picture frame.
David touched two fingers to the tight pink lips of her pussy. He felt the brush of her pussylips flexing as Janet's cunt contracted in fear. Her legs tensed, the firm, tight muscles that lined the insides of her thighs standing out like steel cords. An ugly, evil smile spreading across his broad face, David fucked his two fingers up inside her.
"No!" Janet screamed. Pat slapped her face so hard that dark spots danced before her eyes, but she kept right on screaming. "No! No! Nooooooo!"
This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. David drove his fingers all the way inside her with one fierce lunge. Janet's tight dry cunt screamed with the pain of the intrusion. She tossed her head from side to side, her short blonde hair flying about her anguished face. Pat slapped her repeatedly, hitting first one side of her face and then the other. Every blow left a bright-red handprint on her pretty face. David wiggled his fingers around inside the clutching depths of her dry cunt, flapping them back and forth as though he was trying to loosen her constricting pussy.
"She's so fucking tight!" he whispered to Pat, his face lit with an evil excitement. "Her pussy's so tiny! It's like she's some little girl who's never been fucked before!"
He began to fuck his fingers in and out of her tight, tiny cunt, sliding them back and forth as fast and hard as he could. Janet's lithe golden body twisted beneath the three boys who were holding her down, her tits arching up off the table and her tight stomach muscles working as she tried to escape. She looked wildly from one boy to the next, trying to find mercy, trying to find an avenue of escape from the horror they were putting her through.
Every punishing thrust of David's fingers in her cunt felt like the hammering of the world's biggest cock. Janet wanted to scream out to them, tell them that she'd only been fucked twice before in her whole life, and hadn't been fucked in over a year. She wanted to beg them to go slow, to at least take it easy on her, but she didn't dare. She knew that their only answers would be mockery and pain.
The twins came up with the volleyball net. Janet stared at them wildly, hoping for some mercy from them, but in an instant she saw that they were no different than the other three. Their eyes sparkled as they looked at her naked, writhing body. They licked their lips as they watched David fucking his fingers into the tight crevice of Janet's cunt.
Without warning, Brian leaned forward and stuck two of his fingers up the tortured babysitter's pussy, pushing them in alongside David's and shoving them as deep as they would go. Janet screamed and thrashed so wildly that she lifted both Brian and Dave from her thighs. When they landed back atop her, the pain that shot through her long, lean legs was worse than anything she'd ever experienced. She began to cry, shamed by the terrible way the boys were abusing her, ashamed at breaking down under the pressure of their assault.
The four fingers inside her tiny, helpless pussy felt like a log, or the fat end of a baseball bat. Slowly, painfully she could feel her pussylips stretching. She was certain that at any moment the boys were going to rip her little cunt to pieces. She could feel her pussy begin to lubricate to protect itself from the terrible pain of the penetration, and that made her more ashamed than anything. It was almost as though her own body was going along with what the horrid boys were doing to her.
"Hey, she's juicing up!" David cried proudly a few seconds later, pulling his sticky fingers from the tight warmth of her cunt. "The baby-bitch must be ready for some real fucking now, `cause her baby cunt's starting to juice!"
Janet's face burned with shame. The twins were mauling her tits now, their hands crushing and pinching her tits until she could no longer keep track of all the things that were being done to her. Pat had stopped slapping her, but now he leaned over her and planted a wet, lingering kiss on her lips. Janet started to snap her mouth shut, but he levered her jaws open with both hands and drove his tongue past her lips and teeth. In an instant, she was tasting his spit and feeling the obscene probing of his tongue along the soft, wet lining of her cheeks. He chewed on her lips, turning the wet kiss into a painful rape of the victimized babysitter's mouth.
David stuck his fingers back inside her, then laughed as he found the tiny nub of her clit. He batted Brian's hand away and pushed his finger and thumb inside her. When he pressed them together and began to grind, Janet's world went hazy.
"No!" she bellowed, bucking and twisting like a wild mustang. "No, you won't do that! You can't do that! Please, oh please, don't do that!"
Pat raised her head off the table and slammed it back down, bringing her under control. He took his mouth off hers and began to bite his way across her jaw. He tongued and bit and slobbered over her heated flesh, working his way down to the long, graceful curve of her throat.
David pinched her clit harder and harder, making her hips jiggle and vibrate against the rough wood of the table. Brian had joined the twins in working over her firm, fleshy tits, so now six hands were abusing her silky tit-flesh. Someone paused to ream out the deep cup of her navel with a finger, but with all the other sensations assaulting her inexperienced young body, Janet barely felt it.
"Get that net over her," Pat said, looking up from the gentle slope where Janet's neck became her shoulder. He had left a long trail of red bite marks down from her jaw. "We need to tie this tight-assed bitch up so we can get down to business.
Janet looked around frantically as the twins released their grips on her tits and got the volleyball net. They threw it over her, and before she could react, Brian, Pat and David had leaped off her and were pulling the net tightly over her body. Freed of their weight, the tortured babysitter tried desperately to bring her legs together and get up off the table, but she never had a chance. They pulled the net so tight over her that she could barely move at all, then tied it firmly to the legs of the picnic table. In less than a minute, they had pinned the struggling girl to the table like some kind of sexy butterfly.
Pat stepped back away from the table to survey their handiwork. Janet's arms were raised over her head and bent down over the edge of the table. The netting trapped them tightly in that position, just as it formed a twisted pocket around the babysitter's head that kept her from raising it more than an inch off the splintery wood. With her arms raised over her head, Janet's tits looked even bigger and rounder, but with the net on them, they were covered by many strands of rope. The net pressed tightly against the long, lean curve of Janet's waist, and kept her shapely, silky legs trapped in the painful split the boys had forced her into. Even the tiny pink mouth of her pussy was trapped by strands of the rough fiber.
"Who's first?" one of the twins asked.
Pat didn't hesitate. He'd planned out every move. "My house, my deal, so I go first. David saw her first, so he goes second. Then you two guys. We save Brian for last, just to give the baby-bitch a last nasty surprise."
Janet struggled helplessly against the net, barely able to move. Sweat glistened off her lithe young body, and panic glittered in her wide gray eyes. She watched Pat, unable to tear her gaze away, as he stripped every bit of clothing off his young, muscular body. He was tanned even darker than she was, and the only hair on his thin frame was the tiny patch around his long, hard cock. He stepped between her spread legs as David tore the netting over her pussy open wide enough for a cock to pass through.
Janet stopped struggling as she watched Pat's cock come closer and closer to her cunt. Her first forced fuck was about to begin. She wondered if she'd survive long enough to see the last one end.
Chapter Three
"Get ready, you lousy cum-sucker!" Pat growled. "Time for your two o'clock feeding!"
Janet tried not to scream as he put the fat, leaking head of his cock against the tiny entrance of her cunt and began to push forward. At first, all she could feel was a terrible pressure against her legs and crotch. Her pussy didn't feel anything because his cock hadn't started to penetrate. Then the tip of his fat, red cockhead began to spread open the outer lips of her cunt and the real pain began.
"Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!" Dave chanted, watching the action with bright, lusting eyes.
"Tear her up!" one of the twins cried, leaning down for a better look.
"Please, oh please, Pat, go slow!" Janet gasped, her voice shaking so badly that the words were barely coherent.
"Ready, set, go, you dumb whore," Pat said. "Get ready to get fucked raw."
He dug his fingers into her hips and fucked forward. Janet thought she screamed, but she wasn't sure. Her whole world filled with shimmering waves of terrible pain. Trapped with her legs thrown wide by the net, held firmly in place by Pat's hands, there was no escape as he fucked his cock inside her. And her tiny, barely used pussy was far too small for the big cock he was jamming inside.
The bulging head of Pat's prick dragged his babysitter's fluttering pussylips along with it as it fucked into the tiny sheath of her cunt. He grimaced with the effort, and almost came from the intense friction. Janet howled in agony, her lithe, athletic body twisting and wriggling in a vain attempt to escape the awful impalement. When the full, fat head of Pat's cock popped inside her tiny, resisting pussy, her eyes rolled back in her head and she began to shudder convulsively on the table.
"She's so fucking tight," Pat said between his clenched teeth, fucking his fat cock relentlessly forward. "She's almost a fucking virgin. Maybe she's some kind of freak."
Janet cried and begged as Pat fucked his cock deeper and deeper inside her. Inch after horrible, ghastly inch of his cock disappeared inside her bulging, overstuffed pussy. She could feel her cunt stretching farther than it ever had before. She waited for his cock to tear her helpless pussy apart, prayed that he'd be content with only fucking part of his giant cock inside her. Already it felt as though a foot of hot flesh was buried inside her.
"Do you like it, bitch?" David asked from beside her. He leaned over her strain-filled, sweat-streaked face and stuck out his tongue. "You like that big prick sticking inside your little hole?"
Janet wanted to scream at the horrid boy. Instead she begged for mercy, offered him and his friends anything if they would only stop the terrible demolition of her cunt. David laughed and lowered his head until his waggling tongue was washing her face. His hands found her full, silky tits and he crushed them with all his strength. Janet burned with the pain of his fingers tearing her satiny skin and the degradation of having his slobber covering her pretty face.
Pat began to fuck her savagely, feeding her injured, overloaded cunt more of his cock with every battering thrust. Her cunt began to belch protective juice to try to ease the passage of his cock, but it wasn't enough. Even when the pink petals of her pussylips glistened with her creamy juices, his prick still felt like sandpaper grinding through her. The pain of the friction and the agony of the stretching were driving Janet mad. Her hips bucked and swayed wildly against the restraint of the net, madly trying to escape the punishing fuck.
"That's it, you dirty babysitting slut!" Pat screamed, fucking his cock into her like a firing piston. "Fuck me back, you sorry whore! Tell me how you want me to fuck you!"
David pulled back away from her face and just let his spit drool down on her. He was using her face for some kind of obscene target practice, seeing if he could drool his spit into her open, gasping mouth. He was tearing at her rubbery brown nipples as though he wanted to rip them off her body.
Pat was fucking his whole cock inside her cunt now, stretching her farther than she'd ever been stretched before. She could feel the hot, unyielding length of his cock rasping over her tiny clit and poking against the back wall of her pussy. Every lunge was straining her tortured cunt to the breaking point. She could feel every fold inside her pussy straighten.
"Tell me how you want me to fuck you!" Pat gasped, laboring over the sleek blonde's trembling body. "I want to hear you say the words, baby-slut! Tell me how you want me to fuck my big cock into your tight, wet pussy!"
Janet couldn't believe what she was hearing. He was raping her, tearing her apart with his gigantic cock, and he wanted to hear her beg him to fuck harder. She twisted desperately, trying to ease the terrible pain that was burning through her body. No matter what happened she was never going to beg the little bastard for more torture.
"Tell him how to fuck you!" one of the twins shouted, and punched her in her right thigh.
"Tell him how to fuck you," David hollered, slamming his hand down on top of her bouncy tits until she thought the pain would kill her.
"Tell me how you want me to fuck you," Pat muttered again, pulverizing her helpless pussy with his big cock.
Janet tossed and twisted under the netting, refusing to say a word. Her cunt was grasping Pat's cock like a fist, flexing wildly with the terrible pain she was suffering. Her pussyjuice was flowing so freely that it had frosted Pat's prick almost white. It was dripping down the flexing crack of her ass in a slow, steady stream. Even her clit was distended, inflamed by the terrible friction caused by his large cock fucking into her tiny cunt.
Pat began to fuck her faster, peppering her cunt with short, fast strokes that kept her tiny pussy channel stretched constantly. His dangling balls slapped wetly against her dampened asscheeks as he jarred her trembling body.
"Fuck me harder!" Janet screeched, fear and shame and pain all fighting for territory inside her as her clit started buzzing. "Tear me open with that big ugly cock! Make me scream, you dirty little bastard! Is that what you want to hear? Go ahead, fuck me until I can't stand up!"
"What did you say, cunt?" Pat shouted back, out of control himself now as he fucked his cock into her. "Did you say you loved me fucking your dirty little cunt? Did you say you'd rather have my big prick than food or water?"
The beautiful blonde slammed her head back against the table, hoping the new pain would drive some of the lust from her body. Instead it only seemed to make it worse. Her cunt was milking Pat's cock now, leaking quarts of sticky pussyjuice onto his plunging cock. She urged her tits up into David's punishing hands, held her mouth open for his spit. Inside, her mind was screaming in horror and humiliation, but her body was no longer her own. She was turning into some kind of animal, some kind of rutting sexual beast.
"Yes, I want your cock!" she wailed, her muscles twitching spastically as pleasure and pain overloaded her nervous system. "Fuck me until I can't stand up! Fuck me until I bleed! Fuck me until I'm full of your cum! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Yeah, you dirty slut," Pat said with a mocking laugh. Without warning, he pulled his cock out of her clutching pussy. "Beg for it good, you whore."
"Nooooo!" Janet whined as Pat pulled his cock from her cunt.
Pat looked down at his cock and grinned. He'd never seen it so long before. It was soaked with her cuntjuice and his pre-cum. Long strands of slick fuckjuice dripped from the bobbing stalk, snapping to fall on the wooden deck. Without thinking, he took his cock in his hand and slammed it home.
Janet screamed in agony as Pat's thick cock fucked into her asshole. Her back felt as though it had been shattered. Her legs went numb and her fingers tingled. Liquid fire poured its way up the tunnel of her ass-chute. She went into convulsions, flopping around on the table like a dying fish. Pat laughed wildly and jerked back, only to fuck his cock in again.
The pain was unbelievable. It made the agony of being fucked seem like nothing. She felt stretched beyond repair, torn and ruined inside. She couldn't even scream because every shuddering impact of his huge cock up her resisting asshole drove the breath from her lungs. It was as though every thrust of his cock up her asshole was pushing her internal organs out of place. The terrified young babysitter was certain she was dying, certain that she was being fucked to death by Pat's vicious, ass-reaming cock.
"Up her ass," Brian said as though he wasn't sure whether to believe it or not. "She's taking his whole cock up her ass!"
Janet stopped struggling and fell back limp against the table. She lay there barely moving, gulping tiny, shallow breaths while Pat fucked her asshole with his punishing cock. Her face had gone white, her tan fading with the shock of the anal assault. Her arms and legs twitched. Her eyes were glazed with the terrible pain she was experiencing.
"Fuck you, bitch!" Pat moaned, pulling his cock from her asshole. He plunged it back into her dripping cunt without missing a beat. "I'm going to cream, you babysitting slut! Tell me you love it!"
"I love it!" Janet screamed so loud that David took a step back away from her and put his hands over his ears. "I love it!"
The sexy blonde's hips jerked up off the table violently, ripping the netting enough to rise six inches off the splintery wood. Her silky, firm asscheeks flexed tightly together and the muscles in her long, sleek legs vibrated like piano wires. Cuntjuice dripped down between her thighs to splatter wetly against the edge of the table.
Pat gushed his cum inside her, spraying jism into her tightly clutching pussy like a firehose. Janet screamed as she felt it burning into her bruised pussy, filling the tiny pouch to overflowing. Each blast splattered inside her, washing her with sticky foam. By the third spurt, Pat's jism was washing back out of her cunt, staining her velvety inner thighs and drooling down to the table.
"Cum!" she shrieked, tossing her head back and forth beneath the restraining net. "Fill me up with your cum you dirty bastards!"
Pat clutched her hips and fucked his cock into her. He climbed on top of her and fucked straight down into her cunt, smashing her between walls of wood and flesh. He gushed more jism into her, filling her with more gooey froth. Janet wailed through it all like a dying woman, her body quaking with a constantly changing mix of pleasure and agony.
"You see, she loves it," Pat said, pulling his cock from her dripping cunt. His cock was tacky with the mix of their fuck-juices. "She's nothing but a dirty whore. Somebody get down here and keep the fire going."
Janet jerked around wildly on the table, pulling frantically at the netting that trapped her. Her cunt clamped open and shut, squeezing Pat's cum and her own cuntjuice out onto the table.
"Me!" David shouted, running around the end of the table. Before any of the others could move, he had flung himself on top of the writhing, voluptuous babysitter. "Now you're going to get some real fucking, baby-slut!"
The boy weighed almost three hundred pounds, and when he landed atop her, the sleek young blonde thought she was going to be crushed. A moment later he poked his cock inside her, and she was certain she was going to die.
David's cock was about the same size as Pat's but with the force of his weight behind it the pain was a hundred times worse. Even having already been reamed out by Pat, and with the sloppy mixture of their sex fluids to ease David's passage, the pain was more than the helpless girl could stand. She mumbled incoherently, struggling beneath David's fat, hulking frame. His hands found her tits and he crushed them against her chest, pushing up off her so that he could see his cock fucking her wounded cunt.
"Keep that lazy ass moving, you dirty whore!" David bellowed as he gored her quivering young body. "I want a fucking wildcat, not some sorry flat-ass slut!"
"Please, stop for a second!" she cried, grunting with each savage thrust of the boy's cock. "Please, just for a second! I can't breathe! Just for a second, please!"
"Shut up, baby-slut," Pat said, standing near her head. He reached down and tore the netting away from her mouth. "Your dirty cunt and asshole made a mess of my cock! Why don't you clean it off for me?"
Pat's cock was still half hard and wagging around like a snake ready to strike. The cockhead was sparkling with a mix of fuck-juices, and there were streaks of brown running like racing stripes halfway down the cockshaft. Pat held it over the gasping blonde's open mouth and started to push it in.
Janet shook her head desperately, trying to avoid the taste of Pat's dirty, dreadful cock. She couldn't let him foul her mouth with the horrible mix of shit and cum and pussyjuice that covered his cock. She could even see traces of her blood on his bulging prickhead.
Pat grinned at her struggling and slammed the palm of his hand hard against her forehead. Janet thought her head was going to crack open as he smashed her against the picnic table. The agony made even David's crushing weight and bruising cock fade from her mind. He did it again and Janet's svelte young body went limp against the table. She could feel consciousness slipping away, and she was thankful.
"Shit, you knocked her out," David said as the babysitter's sweaty, silky body went limp beneath him. "Get her awake, you bastard! I'm about to cum, and I want her awake when I blow my load!"
"Yeah, experience something new, David," Pat growled, still unable to get the smile off his face. "Okay, I'll get the lazy bitch up. First I got to find something, though."
He looked around the deck until he found a fat splinter of wood. He tossed it aside and picked up another, then threw it down for a third. Finally he stood up and waved one around for the other boys to see.
"Why the big deal?" one of the twins asked. "Yeah," the other said, "one splinter's as good as another for sticking in her to wake her up."
"Just do it!" David shouted, fucking the unconscious girl with hammering strokes. "Get her awake before I fucking cream!"
"I need a special splinter," Pat said mildly, leaning down beside the babysitter's pretty face. "Small enough to fit in her mouth, but big enough to hold it open and strong enough so she can't break it. Oh, and not sharp enough to go through the roof of her mouth."
The twins began to laugh as Pat pulled the beautiful babysitter's lax mouth fully open and lodged the piece of wood tightly against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. David didn't start laughing until Pat got up on the picnic table and stood over the unconscious girl's face, straddling her head with his feet. Through all of it, Brian only watched, his mouth gaping open in disbelief.
"Rise and shine, sleepy-head," Pat said as he aimed his cock at her propped open mouth and started to piss.
Janet came awake, drowning. At first she didn't know where she was. When she remembered her capture and rape, she thought that the boys had decided to drown her in the swimming pool. But when she blinked open her eyes, she knew the truth.
She retched. Vomit was halfway up her throat before her stomach calmed. She tried to shut her mouth, and squealed at the sharp pain in her mouth and tongue. She jerked her head from side to side, but Pat could follow her easily with the stream of his piss. She retched again, but this time she fought against the rising sickness in her stomach.
Pissing on me! Pissing on me! The thought exploded through her frazzled mind like a hand grenade, its shrapnel tearing her sanity to pieces. Piss soaked her short blonde hair, ran in waves down her cheeks and set her blinking eyes on fire. Piss splattered up her nose and filled up her ears and ran a river down the hollow of her long, graceful neck. The piss was flowing down her throat like dirty water down a bathtub drain.
"Yeah!" David screamed, turned on by the sight of his friend soaking the babysitting bitch in his piss. He and Pat had planned capturing and fucking the big-titted slut, but he'd never imagined things would get so wild. "Drink that piss and make me cum, you filthy fucking slut!"
Chapter Four
Janet was tottering on the edge of insanity, her body screaming in agony while the boys heaped one indignity on her after another. Every muscle in her body screamed with the pain of straining against the netting. Her mouth was filled with the salty, burning taste of Pat's piss, her nose filled with the bitter aroma. Her back and ass and shoulders burned and ached from being ground against the rough, splintery wood of the picnic table. The muscles in her thighs screamed with pain from the prolonged split the boys had forced them into. Her ass and cunt were a mass of agony so terrible that she could no longer even separate the individual pains. She was helpless, broken and beaten.
David was fucking with a different rhythm than Pat. Janet wondered if all men and boys fucked differently, then was shocked at having the thought while David was demolishing her with his cock and Pat was giving her a stinking piss shower. But where Pat had fucked her with fast, even strokes, David was pulling back, pausing to tense his muscles, and then driving his cock forward. He was fucking her like every stroke was going to be his last, fucking her as though he wanted to snap her body in two.
Pat leaned down to shake the last of his piss over her gasping, straining face, then wiped his cock clean on her cheeks and forehead. The smell of cunt and shit made Janet almost as sick as having to drink Pat's piss, and she stared up at him pleadingly. He only grinned and flogged her across the bridge of her nose with his half-hard cock.
"Fuck her, David," he said quietly, getting off the table. "Fill her up with some cum."
"Yeah, hurry up," one of the twins said. "I'm almost ready to shoot and I haven't even gotten to fuck her yet!"
Janet wished David would cum, too. His cock was like a wrecking ball inside her cunt, pulverizing a little bit more of her tortured pussy with every punishing plunge. Sweat was pouring off her squirming body from the heat of having his body sprawled across her own. David had let his hands slide off her tits and now he was lying almost unmoving atop her, only his bucking hips in action. Like a striking snake, he buried his face in the tender hollow of her armpit, biting down so hard that the helplessly thrashing girl thought he'd torn out a piece of her flesh.
"You fucking baby-slut!" he shouted, lifting his head to stare her in the eyes. He spit a huge wad of saliva across the bridge of her nose and down one cheek. "Fuck me back, you dirty bitch! I'm going to cum!"
She could barely move beneath his hulking weight, much less fuck him back, but she tried to tighten her cunt in time to his savage fucking. Pain lanced through her tenderized pussy. It was as though someone had set her pussy on fire.
David's cock shot a geyser of lava-like jism so far into her pussy that the maddened baby-sitter thought she was tasting it. Her belly filled with warmth from the fire that was blazing in her pussy. Even her tits felt warm, hard and overfull. Her tongue flickered out over her lush lips, gathering up the droplets of Pat's piss that beaded there. Fresh pussyjuice poured from her cunt, turning her hairy, inflamed pussy into a swampy mess.
David's cock erupted again, and Janet's overworked little pussy went into spasms. It wrung David's cock like a sponge, squeezing out long ropes of fuck-cream. Every gush started a new bout of trembling.
"Yes!" Janet shrieked, her voice distorted by the splinter of wood that trapped her tongue against the bottom of her mouth. "Yes! Fuck me wild!"
David's hands found the luscious blonde's jiggling tits and he crushed them brutally. His fingers tightened until they disappeared into valleys of her plush, creamy flesh. Janet screamed like a lost soul, and thrashed so wildly that one of her arms came free from the netting. She clutched at the hulking boy's broad back, her fingernails digging ridges in his pale flesh.
She could feel his slimy cock-cream slithering back out of her cunt while his prick kept spewing more in. She clutched at him helplessly with her one free arm and tried to loosen the rest of the netting. She wasn't sure why she wanted to be free, wasn't sure if she would push the fat, gross boy away or wrap her long, tanned legs around him and urge his cock deeper inside her.
David pulled away without warning while his fat prick was still leaking cum. The blaze that was consuming Janet's raped pussy burned even brighter with nothing to feed it, making her whine and thrash against her will. One of the twins, either Clint or Vic, was between her legs before David had taken two steps away, and she begged him to stick his cock inside her cunt. The tiny rational part of her mind that still survived was thankful for the spike of wood that made most of what she said impossible to understand.
"Oh wow," the boy between her legs whispered. His cock was smaller than David's or Pat's. "Hold on, Vic. I'll fuck the shit out of her quick and you can have your turn."
When Clint crawled up on the table with her, the humbled babysitter felt another wave of shame crash through her battered mind. Pat and David were big boys, and when they'd fucked her it had been enough like being fucked by someone her own age that it had been easy for Janet to ignore that they were younger than she. With Clint, who was even younger than Pat, the age difference was impossible to ignore. She was so much bigger than the boy, and his young face was closer to that of a baby than an adult man. His body was almost completely hairless, and his hands, when he clamped them onto her shifting, meaty tits, were dwarfed by the soft mountains of flesh. Still, his cock was hard and long enough to stir the juices in her cunt, and its curving shape stretched her sensitive pussy in ways it had never been stretched before.
Clint's cock made a juicy splash as it fucked into her sloppy pussy. It made a sucking noise like that of a bathroom plunger when he pulled it out. With two heavy loads of cock-cream already flooding her pussy, the young boy's cock plowed through her as easily as a knife through warm butter. And the burning inside the tortured babysitter's body blazed hotter with every stroke of his prick. She grabbed his tight, smooth ass with her free hand and urged him to fuck faster and harder.
Every inch of her flesh seemed more sensitive than it ever had before. Every muttered word of the boys, the scratch of the rough wood against her back and ass, the pressure of the net's strands as they cut into her flesh, everything seemed so real. She had never felt things so keenly in her life.
"She's so juicy! She's so tight!" Clint fucked her wildly, his hips lashing back and forth without rhythm or control. Janet tried to steady him with her hand, but it was no use. He was totally out of control. "I'm going to cream inside her! I'm going to shoot!"
Janet wasn't surprised when David climbed up onto the table. She'd seen the look in his eyes after Pat had pissed on her, and she had known he was going to want to try it for himself. His cock was fatter than Pat's, and a little shorter, but it was even tackier with cunt-cream and jism than Pat's had been. Long strands of fuck-juice drooled down over her pretty, captive face as David aimed his piss-slit at the bound baby-sitter's propped-open mouth.
"Here goes, baby-slut," he said with a laugh. "Time for your two o'clock gargle!"
His piss burned worse and stank more than Pat's, and it gushed out in a firehose spray that made the fouled babysitter wonder when the last time was he'd gone. He pissed in her mouth until the yellow wash overflowed her lips and spilled down her cheeks and chin. He sprayed her shoulders and leaned down so he could direct his stream of piss up her nose. He plastered her short blonde hair to her head and pounded his piss against her tightly shut eyes. When he finished pissing, he dropped to his knees and straddled the sickened blonde's face. She stared up at the fat, grubby cheeks of his huge ass and almost threw up.
"See this, baby-slut?" David asked, a smirk on his face and a leer in his voice. He pulled the gigantic cheeks of his ass apart, opening up his filthy, stinking asscrack. "This is your two o'clock facial."
Janet screamed as David settled his ass down over her face, screamed again when he reached beneath him to rip the netting completely away from her face. She came closer to throwing up than she had during the whole, terrible day. His ass, his stinking, filthy, shitty ass, was covering her face. His asshole, the dank, dark disgusting hole he shit with, was brushing her tightly clenched lips. He squirmed around until her nose was smashed by his ass crack.
"Oh gosh!" Clint hissed as David settled his ass over the helpless babysitter's face and laid his fat, wet cock between her tits. "Oh gosh, are you going to make her kiss your ass?"
"I'm going to make her kiss it, lick it and suck it," David said. He grabbed her huge, silky tits and pushed them around his cock. "You hear what I said, baby-slut? I want you to suck and lick out my asshole."
Janet screeched as Clint began to hose her swollen pussy with his spunk. It burned into her torn, bruised flesh like acid, fanned the fire that was making her body jerk and jiggle like an out of control doll. His cock was moving in a tight half circle around her wriggling clit, teasing and arousing her, but not quite making her cum. Every frantic, unsteady fuck-thrust was stirring the thick, heavy broth of cock-slime and pussy-cream that soaked her cunt. The sultry young blonde shuddered as though she were dying.
"She can't lick your ass, David." She heard Pat's voice float through the obscene muffle of David's ass. "She's got that stick in her mouth."
"Fuck, I forgot!" Dave groaned as Clint pulled his cock from Janet's pussy. His ass raised a couple of inches off her face and Janet gulped in sweet smelling air until he yanked the splinter from her mouth. "Now lick my ass, you piss-sipping whore!"
"Fuck me!" she cried out, screaming into the humid darkness of David's ass. "I'm dying! I'm dying! Oh, please make me cum!"
"Suck my ass, you dirty whore, and we'll let you cum." David laughed wickedly and rocked his ass back and forth on her face. He rubbed his cock with her tits, yanking her firm, fleshy mounds all over his wet, reeking shaft. "You drink piss, so what's so terrible about eating a little asshole?"
"Please make me cum!" she whimpered, and her tongue flicked shyly out between her full, lush lips. "I'll do anything, I'll be anything, just please make me cum!"
Clint rubbed his slippery cock through the silky bush of her blonde pussyhair. She felt the drip and smear of fuck-juice over her cunt mound, then an instant later felt the wet, burning slap of piss against her stomach. David jerked his cock back as piss splashed higher, across her huge, satiny tits.
Janet moaned, her abused young body shuddering with pain and shame and desire. Another of the boys was using her as a toilet.
Tentatively, reluctantly, Janet flicked her long, pink tongue over the slimy flesh of David's asscrack. She almost vomited at the first humid touch, the first horrible taste, but she tried to deaden her mind and do as she'd been told.
She plied her tongue over the filthy, shit-stained crack of David's ass, eager to do his bidding even as she cried at how thoroughly the boys had debased her. Her piss-soaked body squirmed against the table and her bruised, puffy cunt twitched and twisted with nothing to fill it. Pussyjuice drooled down her flexing asscheeks and soaked the wood beneath her. David had said that if she licked his asshole out they would let her cum. She could only obey him and hope he was telling the truth.
"My turn," Vic said as the last, weak spurt of Clint's piss soaked into the matted fur of her cunt. He pushed his twin brother aside and took his place between the gang-banged babysitter's spread thighs. "Get ready, Janet. This is going to feel just like an instant replay."
Janet screamed as the boy fucked his cock into her cunt. His cock was shaped exactly like his brother's, and it stretched and twisted her devastated cunt in the same directions. He grabbed her by her cramped, aching thighs and fucked her with the same wild, uncontrolled stroking as his brother, and the overloaded babysitter went wild.
"More!" she shrieked into David's ass, smooching and sucking at his filthy shitter. "Fuck me harder! Keep fucking me! Grab my tits! Do something, damn you! Do something, you dirty little bastards!"
David tore the net down over her tits, splitting it until the tear Pat had started over her face met the one he'd started over her cunt. He dropped his cock back into the pure, silky valley between her heavily shifting tits and started fucking. Janet kissed and licked at his asscrack as though she'd never tasted anything sweeter.
The net was in tatters now, and the demented, sexy blonde twisted and turned wildly, her body arching and twisting sexily. Even Pat, who'd dropped two loads of cum into her within the hour, had a raging hard-on from watching her flawless body squirm. Both her hands were free now, and Janet grabbed the fat, sagging cheeks of David's ass and pulled them even farther apart, worming her face as far up into his moist asscrack as she could.
Her legs were still tightly bound, but her hips danced inches above the table, her perfect asscheeks quivering as she met the erratic fuck-lunges of the second twin. The pain screaming from her trembling, cramped thighs barely reached her brain at all over the clamoring of her overloaded clit and pussy.
"Oh I can't stand it," Vic said, his voice high and delicate. His ass was a tiny blur as it jerked back and forth over Janet's ravaged cunt. "Oh, I'm going to cum!"
"Me too!" David gasped, crushing the captive babysitter's silky tits together against his cock. "I'm going to cream the bitch again!"
Both boys began to cum at the same second, and Janet, her tongue trapped by the muscular pull of David's asshole, began to scream. Her body was trembling with pleasure and vibrating with pain and disgust. Her clit was buzzing, her cunt flooding with sticky cuntjuice. Her pussy was working on Vic's cock like a skilled hand, squeezing and puffing and massaging.
The whole juncture of the ravished girl's thighs was a swampy mess now, from the top of her curling cunt mound to the firm curve of her flawless ass. Her trembling thighs were painted with jizz down to her knees.
David's first rope of cum sailed high in the air. When it slapped down with a wet crack across her squirming body, it drew a perfect line from the top curls of her cunthair up over her navel and directly between the heavy mounds of her tits. David jerked his ass off Janet's face and aimed his cock right at her mouth in time for his second blast to paint her lips white. He milked his cock onto her gasping, filthy face. He dropped stripes and spots of gooey, watery jism all over her pretty features.
David was urging the last drops of cum from his cock when Vic pulled his cock from Janet's squirming, overheated pussy. She wasn't surprised when his piss splattered over her heaving tits and her flat little stomach.
"More!" she cried wildly as David slipped from the table and Vic shook the last drops of piss off his cock. She stared at one boy after another, but finally fixed on Brian, the only boy who had yet to fuck her. "Fuck me, you little bastard! Kill me with your cock!"
Brian stared at her in seeming disbelief, but his hands were unfastening his jeans. When the sex-crazed young blonde saw his cock, she screamed in a primitive mix of lust and terror, because Brian, the smallest boy of the five, had a cock unlike any she had ever imagined.
"Kill you with it, yeah," Pat said, a touch of pride apparent in his voice. "But that cock ain`t no baby. Meet Brian's cock, you sewer slut. It's huge."
Janet screamed again, raising her head through the ruined net to get a better look at the small boy's cock. She realized, with a hollow feeling of complete despair, that the worst was still to come.
Chapter Five
Brian looked down at the young blonde his father had hired to babysit for him and his older brother. It was hard for him to believe he was looking at the same girl. She had come into their house looking like some goddess out of a storybook, more beautiful than anyone Brian had ever seen, her body a perfect balance of full, womanly curves and long-legged youthful firmness. Her face was like a combination of mature beauty and girlish excitement. But that girl was gone.
Janet's hair was soaked and matted to her head. Her eyes were glazed over with lust. Her mouth was open, gasping, her lips working sensuously together. Her face was streaked with brown stains from Dave's filthy asscrack, and dried cum streaked her features with slug-like trails of crusted slime. Cum streaked the length of her taut, athletic frame, and piss glistened wetly on her tanned body. The deep cup of her navel was filled to the brim with piss, and more sparkled up and down the length of her lean torso., Even her tits were soaked with piss.
The biggest change was her cunt. When David had ripped her cotton briefs off, the beautiful babysitter's pussy had been almost pristine. Her cuntlips were a pale pink, small petals that bordered an almost invisible hole. Her cunt was tight and dry and looked like it might never have been fucked before. Now, after being fucked four times, her cuntlips were red and swollen to five times their normal size. They peeled back heavily, revealing the swollen interior of her cunt.'
"Fuck me, Brian!" she moaned, her words thick with desire. Her eyes had narrowed to lust-filled slits and her lips were swollen. "Please, you beautiful baby boy! Stick that big, pretty cock inside me!"
The boy didn't need any more encouragement. His cock wasn't completely hard. It was so big and he was so small that it had never been fully erect. But it was almost hard now, and he wrapped his small hands around it and aimed it directly at the pleading girl's wet cunt. He was ready to stuff his foot-long slab of cock inside her.
She howled when Brian's cock began to bull its way inside her. Even stretched out as it was by the four previous cocks, her cunt was simply too small for the huge prick that was forcing its way inside. Before the cockhead was lodged halfway through her pussylips, the babysitter's tiny cunt was stretched as far as it would go. Janet's eyes popped open and the cords of her neck stood out like steel cables. She had thought she had felt pain before, but she had been wrong. Brian's cock was causing her agony of a kind she'd never imagined.
"It won't go in," Clint said.
"No, it won't!" Janet screamed before anyone else could answer. "It won't go in! Please stop! Oh, please stop! I didn't really want it! Please, I really don't want it! You'll kill me! Pat, David, if he ruins me with that giant cock then the rest of you won't be able to fuck me any more! Let me jack him off, or suck his cum, or anything but this! Please don't let him put that horrid thing inside me!"
"Fuck her good, little bro," Pat said, smiling down at the begging, captive babysitter. He wasn't through punishing her for what she'd said earlier, wasn't half done showing the slut her proper place. "You take it and tell him you love it, you ass-sucking slut! If you can drink piss, you can fuck my little brother!"
Brian leaned on his cock, oblivious to the sexy blonde's screams. Her cunt stretched wider and wider, her pussylips pulled as tight and thin as rubber bands. Half his giant cockhead was past the tight defensive ring. He leaned on her again, thrusting his hips forward as hard and fast as he could. There was a tiny tearing sound, a loud pop, and the giant head of his cock fucked inside her.
"Nooooo!" Janet screamed. Her body froze, every muscle in her bronzed, limber body tensed hard as a rock. "Nooooo-you're killing me! Killing me, you bastards!"
"Oh shut the fuck up," Pat said mildly, watching with wide eyes as his little brother fucked his cock into Janet's reamed, ragged hole.
Pussy juice gushed out of Janet's squirming cunt, trying to ease the passage of the freakish horse cock the boy was forcing inside her. This pussy cream was thicker than before, a white frosting that looked almost like a man's jism. It wasn't nearly enough to stop the damage Brian's cock was doing. He fucked into her with one reckless, relentless jab, forcing her cunt farther and farther open. His cock slammed against the back of her pussy, stretched it as far as it would go, then began to bull his way through the second, smaller hole of her cervix. Blood traced the blonde's stretched-out cuntlips.
"Look," Vic shouted, pointing at the silky hollow of the young blonde's stomach. "You can see his cock inside her stomach. His cock's making her whole stomach puff up."
The tortured girl opened her eyes, unable to believe what the boy had said in spite of the terrible agony that was coursing through her. She whimpered when she saw that he was speaking the truth.
Her tiny stomach sucked in as Brian pulled his big cock out of her. When he slammed it back in, her stomach swelled with the bulk of his prick. She became entranced with the sight, unable to look away from what his cock was doing to her helpless body.
Her arms reached out to Brian. She began to grind her body slowly against his punishing cock, hunching her hips up to meet his killing thrusts. She felt as though her insides had been rearranged, as though someone had rammed a baseball bat far up inside her. The pain of her shredded pussy was almost overshadowed by the incredible feeling of fullness, the sensation of being impaled on something too large for her body to withstand. Janet's experimental wriggling grew bolder and wilder as she realized the pain would get no worse.
"She's fucking him," David said, and even he sounded surprised. "She loves it! She even loves getting a horse cock shoved up her filthy cunt!"
Brian fucked her harder and harder, his cock shattering her overworked pussy. Janet threw her arms around him and pulled his face to hers. She surged up against him, her hips rising off the table only to be pounded back down against the splintery wood by the explosive jab of his huge cock. She rubbed her tits against his hairless chest, thrilling at the way his smooth skin rubbed her stiff nipples.
"Oh fuck me, you sweet little boy!" she whimpered, lapping at his face like a mindlessly devoted puppy. She tore one leg free of the netting and wrapped it tightly around his humping ass. "Fuck me with your pretty, giant cock! Fuck me so hard that I can't stand up! Fuck me and fuck me until I can't stand any more!"
Janet couldn't believe the words that were tumbling out of her mouth, or the electric pulses of excitement that were shooting through her beaten body. Her cunt was a mass of inflamed tissue, fucked raw by the procession of boyish cock. Her pussy felt like raw hamburger, her clit like an open sore. She was degrading herself totally, surrendering herself to the horrible boys who'd raped her, but she couldn't control herself.
"I love your cock!" she groaned, running her hands over his back as her sexy, sweat-soaked body rippled under his hard fucking. "I love it! I love being fucked, I love being fucked! Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Then she was beyond words, beyond anything but the series of explosions that rocked her fucked-out pussy. She was orgasming, cummmg for the first time in her young life. Glistemng with the piss of four different boys, sticky with cum and bound to a table like a captive animal, she was cumming for the first time. Brian's gigantic cock destroyed her, pulverized her, ruined her for anything but sex and pain. The abused young babysitter felt the core of her being explode with the shock waves of that first shattering climax.
And she screamed.
She tore her other leg free of the netting and wrapped it tightly around Brian's pistoning ass. She wrapped her arms around him too, urging him into her with all the strength in her battered young body. Her long, tanned legs trapped the young boy against her body, knocking him forward every time he pulled back. She was almost fucking herself now, using Brian's foot-long cock like a living dildo.
Pain flashed like lightning through her squirming, sweaty body. Her cunt tore a little more with each battering thrust of the big cock inside her. Her cunt was nothing but raw, tenderized meat, but it was still squirming, still milking the cock that ruined it. She covered Brian's mouth with her own. She found his tongue and twisted her own around it, trading her spit for his. His small hands found her wildly jiggling tits, and Janet squealed with pleasure as he mauled her swollen, sensitive nipples.
"You fuckers!" Janet screamed, her voice caught between the wail of a damned soul and a teenaged girl taking her first rollercoaster ride. "You fuckers!"
There was nothing but the pounding of his cock inside her pussy, the warmth of his tongue probing her open mouth and the pull of his hands as he wrenched her silky tits across her heaving chest. One climax followed another, each more powerful, each one making her thrash and twist more wildly on the picnic table. Saliva drooled from her lush lips. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her breathing was shallow, uneven. Her heart was racing.
"I can't take it!" Brian moaned, watching his cock fuck in and out of the babysitter's ravaged cunt. "I'm going to cum! I've never felt anything like this!"
Her cunt was massaging his cock like a hand, gripping his big prick like a creamy, slippery, heated glove. A pinkish broth poured from her gaping pussy, jism and pussyjuice and pre-cum and blood. He could feel her cunt stretching and tearing with every jolting blow his cock delivered.
Janet slammed her hips up off the table, hammering Brian's foot-long cock into her pussy with her scissoring legs. She slammed her head back against the table, her body bouncing against the wood. Her climaxes just kept on building, each one exploding through her a little bit stronger, destroying her body a little bit more.
"Cumming!" Brian shouted in warning as he felt his cock begin to jerk, his jism start to boil out. "Cumming!"
The first blast of his spunk erupted from his prick with firehose power.
Janet fell back to the table, her hips banging against the wood painfully as Brian's cock slipped out of her cunt.
"Nooooo!" she screamed, grabbing his pulsing cock, trying to angle it back down at her spasming pussy. "Noooo! I need your cock!"
"Holy shit!" David whispered to Pat. "This is the wildest shit I've ever seen!"
Janet grabbed the mammoth cock with both hands, trying to force it back into her swollen pussy. It spasmed again and again, fountaining thick jism all over her writhing, sweat-soaked body. She pointed the big cockhead at her cunt and a squirt of cum painted her whole crotch white. Another splattered against one of her hands and filled her palm to overflowing with heavy jizz.
She finally jammed the cockhead against her pussy, but already her battered cunt was swelling and puffing up from the battering it had taken.
A wad of cum spurted up inside her like a wave of liquid fire, but she couldn't push the cock back in.
Janet let go of his leaping, spitting cock and brought her cum-drenched hands to her lips. Moaning and whimpering insanely, her hips a foot above the table and her cunt pouring a waterfall of fuck-cream down her ass, she sucked the jism from her delicate, long-fingered hands. She popped her fingers inside her mouth one at a time and sucked them clean. She slurped her way up past her wrists, collecting every drop of Brian's cum from her hands while he splattered her twisting body with more.
He seemed to cum forever. By the time he was finished, Janet's whole lower body was dripping with cock-cream. It looked as though someone had splashed her stomach and crotch with a bucket of white paint.
And by the time his cock had dripped the last of its cum onto her swollen pussylips Janet had fallen back against the table. She twisted there fitfully, her body caught in the ragged remains of the volleyball net, her thighs rubbing languidly together. She mumbled under her breath, almost unaware of the five boys who surrounded her.
"Okay," Pat said, the small, evil grin back on his lips. "She's had her fun. Now, I guess it's our turn!"
Janet looked up at the evil teenager and began to cry.
Chapter Six
"Please, Pat!" Janet moaned, tears running down her pretty cheeks as he pulled her roughly off the picnic table. "I'll fuck you, I'll suck you! I'll even suck your ass! Just please don't hurt me! I already hurt so bad!"
"Oh shut up, baby-slut." Pat dropped her to the deck like a bag of worthless garbage. He turned to his little brother. "You want to piss on her before we move on to the entertainment?"
Brian stared down at the ravaged, helpless babysitter with a hunger that made the beaten girl shiver. His huge cock still wagged out in front of his skinny body. It dripped a mix of jism, blood and cuntjuice.
Janet knelt, cringing in front of him under the shadow of Brian's huge cock, with only the ragged remains of the volleyball net to cover her body.
"Open your mouth," he said, and like the dazed, obedient slave the boys were bent on turning her into, she parted her lips.
Brian pissed like he had cum, the gushing stream of his waste hitting Janet's face so powerfully that her head was knocked back, her neck shot through with pain. His piss filled her mouth, poured down her throat in a choking torrent and splashed out over her lips in a waterfall of stinking yellow waste. Her svelte body shook from her coughing as Brian filled her lungs with his piss.
Janet was certain she was going to be drowned by the stinking rush of Brian's piss, but something kept her from pulling away from the boy, from closing her mouth long enough to clear her lungs of his piss. The realization hit her that Pat and his friends had changed her, broken her in some way that might never be the same again. But it wasn't just fear that kept her kneeling in front of Brian as he drowned her in his piss. She was getting excited, too.
That was the most terrible thing of all. While the boys had been breaking her spirit, training her to grovel at their feet and cater to their most perverted whims, they had also cracked through the beautiful but cold girl who had been Janet Halek. They'd released something shameful, a vile, whorish slut who craved every degrading, painful outrage they heaped on her. Even now, drowning in a river of boy's piss, her puffy cunt was juicing.
"Oh please! Oh please!" She thrashed wildly, babbling through the torrent of burning piss. "What kind of animal are you turning me into?"
"You're our personal whore now, you snotty slut!" Pat screamed into Janet's ear. He slapped one satiny haunch with a length of nylon cord. "You're such an athletic, tough-assed bitch that we thought we'd give you a real workout! Now hold still while I tie you up!"
Pat pulled her arms behind her back, standing back far enough so that he wouldn't be splattered by his brother's piss. Then he pushed her elbows together and began to loop the nylon cord around her arms. It wasn't until that cord began to bite into her slender, tender arms that she began to cry.
Brian stepped forward as the violent stream of his piss began to weaken. He jerked his cock from side to side, spraying her pretty, gasping face with his stinking piss. Janet screamed hoarsely as he soaked her face, agony rippling through her arms and shoulders as Pat bound her elbows together.
Brian watched her throat muscles working frantically as she swallowed the piss already pooled in her mouth. Each time she emptied her mouth of his piss he aimed his cock between her lush pink lips and filled her up once more.
Janet was taking Brian's piss by the mouthful now, but her lean, lithe body was still shuddering with her coughing from the piss he'd already blasted down her throat. Every gulp of his piss made her throat ache and burn. Pat finished tying her arms behind her, and the pain from her straining muscles made her back arch and her tits bulge outward.
Still her treacherous cunt wriggled and spasmed, squeezing out milky pussyjuice. Still her tits stung with a heavy, swollen feeling of pleasure. Still her body undulated sensually in the growing pool of Brian's piss. Still her tanned, flawless skin, now slick with the boy's stinking yellow piss, tingled to the touch of the rough deck. In spite of everything, Janet was going out of her mind with pleasure.
Brian's piss-stream was losing strength rapidly now. His cock was just inches away from her pretty, piss-soaked face. He leaned in even farther, touching the head of his cock against Janet's parted, glistening lips. His piss trickled into her mouth, and he could feel her soft lips tremble as she swallowed it eagerly.
Janet moved her tongue desperately over the drooling head of his cock, puckering her lips around the giant prick and drawing it inside her mouth. She was frantic with her desire to please the boy, to show that she was a good slave, a good fuck. She knew that Pat was planning something terrible, and she hoped that by pleasing his little brother she could convince them to stop. She didn't think she could survive much more. Her jaws ached as she tried to fit her lips around the boy's cockhead.
"Hold still, damn it!" Pat growled, grabbing at her feet and strapping on a pair of black six-inch spiked heels. "Don't you want to get dressed up in your pretty new outfit?"
"No, Pat, please, please no!" She begged without really knowing what she was begging him not to do.
Her tongue kept washing over Brian's fat red cockhead. She had stretched her lips all the way around the blooming prickhead now, and she sucked on it with all the breath she could muster. She lashed his cock with her tongue until she'd cleaned it of every trace of tacky sex slime. She squirmed her lips over the jaw-breaking stalk of his cock, trying to force more and more of it into her clogged, aching throat.
"Look at that," one of the twins said. He leaned down and pinched one of her rubbery brown nipples until she moaned in pain. "I think she could swallow his whole cock!"
Brian pulled the fat head of his prick out of Janet's grasping mouth and pulled her head against the lower part of his massive cock. The beaten babysitter knew what he wanted her to do. She flicked her pretty pink tongue out over the lower half of his massive cock and licked the horrid mix of blood and jism and cuntjuice away. Burning liquid pain flowed down her back from the tortured muscles of her bound arms, but still she nursed eagerly on Brian's filthy, smelly cock.
"She's almost there," David said. He was passing something out to the other boys, but the cock-licking young blonde couldn't get a clear look at whatever it was. "She's a humble little whore now that we showed her what some real fucking feels like. All that's left now is to train her hot little ass so that she remembers her place and learns how to use her beautiful body."
The degraded young babysitter burned with shame at the boy's terrible words, but when Brian lifted his spit-cleaned cock away from her mouth and pushed her head down toward the pink, hairless bag of his balls, Janet didn't resist. She lapped at his balls like an eager puppy, no longer sure if she was servicing Brian to avoid punishment, or because she was beginning to get turned on.
Once his cock had been thoroughly cleaned, Brian stepped back away from the helpless girl, leaving her open for the inspection of all the boys. She quivered beneath their hungry, lusting stares, wishing she could make herself disappear into the rough wood of the deck.
The black spiked heels Pat had fastened on her feet were unlike any she had ever seen, the heels six inches tall and needle thin, straps of black leather curling out from the shoes and up her gracefully curved calves. Almost all the way to her knees.
"Okay, piss drinker," Pat said, pulling something out from behind his back. "Now it's time for us all to play a little game. We call it, the hunt."
"No!" Janet screamed, shaking her head as violently as the rope around her throat would permit. Pat was holding a gun. All the boys were. "No, please, Pat, I'll do anything! I'll be your slave for life! You can fuck my pussy or mouth or ass or anything! Piss on me! Shit on me! Please, Pat, you're not going to kill me, are you?"
"You stupid bitch!" David kicked her in the small of her back to shut her up, sending a wave of tearing pain through her stretched muscles. "We know you're going to do all that shit! And we re sure as fuck not going to kill you until we've fucked you more than once each!"
"Lick my toes while I tell you the rules, you dirty bitch!" Pat shouted, putting the sole of his foot against Janet's pretty face.
Janet's tongue flicked over his dirty foot, her dazed mind racing. Her body was still burning with lust, but the sight of the guns had cleared her head a little. She washed the sole of Pat's foot clean with her spit, then ran her tongue between his toes. She even popped his toes into her mouth and sucked them like tiny cocks.
Janet's sex-dazed mind was racing now. For the first time, she realized just how completely in the power of Pat and his friends she was. Before she had thought that no matter how terrible the rape and torture became, she could forget it once it was over. Even the way her own body had betrayed her to the little savages was something she could forget in time. Now she knew that the boys could maim or kill her. Janet's will to resist had been shattered, but now she knew she had to look for a chance to escape. She had to be willing to fight these horrid boys.
"These are paint guns, you dumb bitch." As Pat spoke, he rubbed his spit-slick foot over the satiny pillows of Janet's tits. "My dad and some of his pals use them to play war. Hurt like hell, even through real thick clothes. They're going to feel great on that bare, creamy skin of yours. Of course, if you move fast enough, maybe you'll never get hit. And hell, just to give you some incentive, if you make it out of the yard, we won't fuck with you any more."
"You heard him!" David growled, yanking on a handful of Janet's short blonde hair for emphasis. "Move your lazy ass! I count ten and I'm going to start shooting."
The beautiful young babysitter struggled to her feet as the boys stepped back away from her. With her arms bound so painfully behind her and the spiked heels on her feet, it was almost impossible to get up, but finally she managed to.
"Hurry up," Clint said, pointing his gun at the sexy, struggling blonde. "You better get your bouncy ass moving before Pat and David say we can start shooting!"
Janet looked around wildly, her short blonde hair curtaining her pretty face. Everywhere she looked one of the boys blocked her path. There were only two ways out, the glass door that led back into the house, and the gate at the far end of the yard. The frightened girl realized that even if she reached one, she would never be able to open it with her arms tied behind her back.
Chapter Seven
"Run!" David shouted, out of patience. "Here, I'll help you get your lazy ass moving!"
He fired his pistol from less than three feet away, his shot hitting Janet right in the center of one perfectly rounded asscheek. Dark-blue paint splattered over her silky flesh and fiery pain tore through her straining body. Janet almost fell to her knees. The pain was worse than she would have ever believed possible.
It was as though she had been hit by a club and stung by a bee at the same time. Her lush ass jiggled with the impact as she stumbled for-ward on her high heels. The agony that flared through her ass was so terrible that for an instant she thought David had shot her with a real gun.
She ran, wobbling on her spike heels as though they were stilts. She had to lean far forward because of the way her arms were bound, and she was certain she would fall. She ran toward one of the twins, but as she neared him, he raised his gun. She didn't even have time to scream before he pulled the trigger.
This pellet was yellow, and it splattered over one of her full, silky tits with an impact that drove the athletic young babysitter to one knee. It was as though someone had set her tit on fire, as though her flesh had been torn from her body. For a moment, Janet was paralyzed with the pain. She watched through misting eyes as the yellow paint flowed down over the jutting slope of her tit.
The other twin fired his gun at her from across the yard, his shot hitting her in her shoulder and almost knocking her down. Red paint splashed across her cheek and down her shoulder and arm. The twin in front of her fired again, hitting her other tit this time, and the blinding pain drove the sexy young blonde to run. She was running for her survival now, certain that if she was hit by very many more of the awful pellets, the agony would kill her.
"Run, you dirty whore!" Pat shouted, running after the stumbling girl, his gun held high. Her firm, round ass looked even sexier covered with the coat of blue paint David had splashed there, and Pat wanted to add some decoration of his own. "Shake that lazy ass, baby-slut. Wiggle that slutty body over the fence and you can hitch a ride home!"
Janet ran desperately, curving away from Brian when he lifted his gun, trying to loop far enough around David that he wouldn't have a clear shot at her. She could hear Pat closing in on her from behind, and she tensed her ass-cheeks for the shot she knew would come.
Pleasure spread unexpectedly through her straining body as she tensed her ass. Her silky thighs were rubbing against each other as she ran, and the one quick contraction of her ass sent waves of pleasure through her dripping cunt. Janet buckled over, almost losing her balance on the spiked heels. Just as she regained her footing, Pat shot her ass.
"Nooooooo!"
She twisted forward, trying to stay on her feet as the pounding pain of the impact knocked her forward. Paint splashed through her parted thighs to splatter her steaming cunt, and her pussy began to spasm.
"No! Noooooo! You've got to stop! What are you doing to me?"
Pat's paint was a cheerful shade of green. As his first shot dripped down from Janet's soggy crotch, he fired again, this time hitting her in the back of her head. Her shiny blonde hair was splattered with green as she sprawled across the deck. He fired again as she was falling, this pellet hitting her in the soft, flat flesh of her belly, driving the air from her lungs.
Janet skidded off the edge of the deck and landed in the soft, green grass beside it. She rolled over and over, her sexy, paint-splattered body squirming in the grass as she tried to grind the terrible pain from her senses. She left a multi-colored smear on both the deck and grass. When she saw it, spread wet and glistening behind her like the trail of a slug, she burned with humiliation. The boys just laughed and closed in for the kill.
She struggled back to her feet just as David fired his pistol. The paint pellet caught her high on her right thigh, making her silky flesh jiggle. She tried to hobble away, but Brian appeared in front of her, holding his gun like a policeman on a firing range. He shot her three times in quick succession, once in each tit and once in her forehead. Janet had an instant to note that his paint was shimmering white before the shot to her head blinded her.
She stumbled back, off balance, white paint flowing down her face. She felt as if her tits had been crushed, her ribs broken. She spun in an awkward circle away from Brian and David, but the twins were right behind her. They fired their guns in unison and her left leg went numb.
She fell helplessly into the grass, her paint-drenched body squirming wildly against the green of the lawn. Both her legs were numb with pain, and her head was pounding from the two shots that had hit her there. Her tits were bruised and swollen and her ass burned as though from a terrible beating. She could sense the boys gathering around her, but she couldn't even see them because of the white paint Brian had sprayed her with. She was completely helpless.
She slithered desperately across the lawn, writhing like a lean, sexy, snake through the grass. Her velvety thighs rubbed together, smearing paint and pussyjuice all over her soft, pure flesh. With her hands bound between her shoulder blades, her face and tits were ground into the dirt, and the friction against her nipples made them stand up as stiff and hard as steel spikes.
"Let's blow this sorry slut away," Pat said softly, and they began to shoot.
The pain of being shot once was nothing compared to the agony of having all five boys empty their guns on her wriggling, helpless young body. Janet screamed and thrashed wildly, but it was impossible to escape the terrible punishment. The first five shots burned into her ass and upper thighs like liquid fire, varnishing her silky flesh with five shades of paint. Pat kicked her over on her back before they fired another round.
The sexy, shapely blonde rolled and tossed beneath the barrage of paint pellets. Blazing pain ignited through her face and tits and stomach and thighs. It was as though every inch of her flesh was screaming with agony from this new torture. Even the pain in her arms and back had vanished under the burning, beating agony of the paint guns.
But her cunt was on fire.
The battered girl couldn't believe what was happening. It was the most degrading thing she had ever experienced. She tried vainly to stop her thighs from rubbing together, her cunt from twitching and roiling and leaking fresh pussy-juice. Her clit was vibrating as though it was ready to explode. Tears ran wet tracks through the paint that covered her face. They were tears of shame at her own dirty passion as much as from the pain of her torture.
"Look at that!" David shouted. "All that shit about being too good to fuck, about what a high-class bitch she was, and now she's getting off from us just shooting her with these paint-guns!"
"Watch this," Pat said, and he kicked her long legs apart. He fired his pistol right between the peeled-back, blood-red lips of her cunt. "Let's give our high-class baby-whore just what she wants!"
Pain flared through the defiled blonde's body, pain that filled every nerve ending with fire. Her cuntlips felt as if they'd been pounded to mush, and the interior of her pussy sizzled with the wash of paint.
Janet shrieked, her eyes snapping open and her mouth forming itself into a giant circle. Paint dribbled into her mouth as she screeched with lust and pain.
The tortured babysitter stared out at her tormentors, her eyes wild with the intensity of pain and excitement raging through her over-loaded body. She twisted and jerked uncontrollably, every nerve ending scorched with pain, her pouting pussy ablaze with lust.
The twins grabbed her slender, twisting legs and spread them far apart while the other boys moved in with their guns. They took turns blasting her helpless pussy with the hard pellets of paint, washing her battered cunt in a rainbow of colors. The beautiful blonde girl writhed, squealing in agony.
"You love it, don't you?" Pat asked, reloading his gun and shooting her wriggling pussy again. "Tell us how much you love it, baby-slut! Come on, tell us how much you want us to make you scream!"
Janet looked up at them with wide, glazed eyes. Spit dribbled from her lips and she rolled her head from side to side as though denying that anything so terribly perverted could be happening to her. All the boys were jacking off now, and she could feel the squirts of their pre-cum as it spotted her paint-crusted body. She could smell their cocks, the funky, musky odor that an hour ago had made her want to throw up. Now it was making her pussy squirm with desire.
"I love it!" she cried, her hips squirming wildly. "I've loved everything you've done to me! I'm a slut! I'm a dirty, cock-hungry slut!"
"You learned your name," Pat said with a nasty grin. Janet screeched as he stuck the barrel of his gun into her cunt. "I think you deserve a reward."
Janet screamed just before Pat pulled the trigger. When the gun went off, she didn't make any sound at all. She shivered uncontrollably. Her tits shifted heavily across her heaving chest. Her flat, satiny stomach trembled. Her taut thighs and silky asscheeks quivered. Her face drained of color and gooseflesh rose all over her body. She broke into a cold sweat that made her painted body glisten in the bright afternoon sunlight.
It was the most terrible pain she had ever experienced. And she was cumming.
Janet's cunt felt as though an explosive charge had been set off inside her. Her clit seemed torn and broken, her creamy pussyflesh scorched and bruised. The paint burned her cunt like an acid. And her body was going wild.
Her hips bucked a foot in the air as she dug the spiked heels into the lawn to brace her thrashing. She stared from one boy to the next, her eyes glued to the dripping lengths of their hardened young cocks. She was drooling for cock, hypnotized by cock, her cunt squirming around the load of green paint as though it was the longest, hardest prick in the world. Cunt-juice shot from her pussy like water from a fountain. It drenched Pat's gun and most of his forearm.
Pat fucked the gun deeper inside her and pulled the trigger again. Janet wailed like a lost soul and began to cum. Her cunt clutched at the cold, hard barrel of the gun, and fluttered wildly against Pat's knuckles. She fucked the gun savagely, impaling her shattered cunt on the unyielding metal of the gun. Pussyjuice bubbled from her cunt, mixing with the paint to form a rainbow waterfall down the quivering crack of her ass.
"Look at that!" Brian's eyes were wide with wonder. "She's cumming! She's getting off on getting fucked with a gun!"
Janet heard the boy's words and the terrible hunger in his voice, but it wasn't enough to stop the crashing waves of lust that were smashing through her writhing body.
"That's right, slut!" Pat growled, reloading as he fucked the gun in and out of her cunt. "Just fuck yourself on this big gun, you sorry whore! I'm going to show you what being a hot-assed bitch is all about!"
Janet barely heard Pat's threat. She was gasping for air and moving her head from side to side. The muscles up the insides of her silky thighs stood out like steel cords as her shapely ass bounced a foot above the ground.
Janet stared up at the four dripping cocks that hung above her twisting body and pretended that each of them in turn was the devastating rod that was destroying her defenseless little pussy.
"Please!" she whined suddenly, the sound of her voice surprising her. It was the trembling, throaty, lust-filled voice of a woman in the middle of a string of unstoppable climaxes. "Let me suck your pretty little cocks! Let me eat your cum!"
Pat shot her again, driving the pistol forward into her cunt as he pulled the trigger, and the lust-crazed babysitter lost the ability to speak at all. She wailed instead, keening with agony and excitement. Her finely muscled thighs clamped tightly around Pat's wrist and her cunt clutched his gun like a vise.
Pat slammed his fist against the trembling, tensed flesh of one thigh and fucked the gun farther up inside her. He was going to fuck the whole gun up inside her, his fist included.
"Pleeeaaassseee!" Janet cried, unable to put into words the mix of pleasure and agony that made her body squirm and tremble. Both Janet and the boys now knew she was pleading for them to continue their abuse, not stop it.
Chapter Eight
David reached beneath Janet, and she felt blood rushing back through her arms as he unwrapped the nylon cord from around them. The moment her numbed hands were free, he clamped one around the fat, hard shaft of his cock. Brian did the same on the other side, and the sex-crazed young babysitter gripped them tightly.
The twins dropped down beside her and started rubbing their hard, curving cocks over her paint-smeared face. While the beautiful young blonde jacked off the cocks in her hands, the twins took turns driving their cocks into the unresisting orifice of her mouth. Janet choked and gagged as the curving cocks scoured her throat, but in an instant she was whipping her tongue and lips over their plunging pricks.
Pat watched with growing lust as the baby-sitter's helplessly squirming cuntlips stretched tightly around his thrusting fist. He drove his arm forward relentlessly, wondering if her pussylips would tear around the unnatural penetration of his fist and the gun. She squealed around her mouthful of young cock, twisting her limber body wildly in a hopeless attempt to escape the terrible reaming. Pat just leaned his weight on his elbow, and with a loud popping sound, his fist penetrated the tight lips of her cunt.
When he pulled the trigger, Janet nearly lost her mind.
The aroused young blonde trembled uncontrollably and made pleading animal noises as she slurped at the two cocks above her face. Her hands turned into blurs on Brian's and David's cocks, catching their dribbling pre-cum in her palms to rub it over the heated, throbbing stalks of their young pricks. Her hips bobbed back and forth on the fist and gun Pat was fucking inside her, her cunt in spasms.
Pussyjuice was everywhere. It cascaded down the bouncing cheeks of her ass and ran in rivers down Pat's pistoning fingers. Every slam of the gun and fist inside her stirred up more of the heavy cuntjuice and brought it frothing out over her blonde pussyhair and the satiny skin of her shuddering inner thighs.
"Fuck her!" one of the twins shouted happily as he choked her with his curving cock. Her face was smeared with the twins' fuck-lube and her own spit. "Her mouth's watering for cock! Give her your whole arm, man! The babysitter's losing her fucking mind!"
"She's a lazy fucking slut!" Pat growled, watching her ass jerk and quiver as he ravaged her tiny cunt. "I want to see her acting like she's having a good time! I want to see her really moving that bouncing, stuck-up ass!"
Janet moaned in shame and pain at Pat's words, then moaned again when the twins stretched her lips with their fingers until she was sure her mouth would be pulled apart. They plunged their cocks into her mouth at the same time, making her squirm her lips over them until one was nestled in each satiny hollow of her cheeks. Her face was distorted, her cheeks bulging around the hard, curving cocks, but she flicked her tongue back and forth between them, making wet sucking sounds as she washed them with her spit.
David and Brian moved closer to the out-of-control babysitter, kneeling at her sides so that their slick, throbbing cocks were rubbing over her lush, satiny tits. Janet poked their fat pricks over her rock-hard nipples, then plunged them into the creamy flesh of her tits until they were almost buried. But never once did she stop massaging the jerking cocks.
"Fuck!" Pat screamed as he crammed his forearm up inside the twisting blonde's pussy. "I've got to get some of this bitch! I'm going to stick my cock up your ass, you dirty whore!"
Without dragging his hand from her cunt, the agile boy slid under her ass and lined his throbbing, dripping prick up with her darkly inviting shitter. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her down as he fucked his cock up her asshole.
"Now, bitch, move your stuck-up ass like you mean it!" Pat slammed half his forearm into her spasming, stretched-out cunt. "Fuck me, you silly whore, `cause you're never going to get a better fuck than this one! You'll spend the rest of your fucked-up life wishing you had this cock back!"
Pat was out of control, jamming his cock up into Janet's tightly clutching asshole and slamming his arm up her devastated pussy almost all the way to his elbow. He was going to cum any second, and he could tell that the other boys were just as close to dropping their loads.
He fired another pellet into her stretched pussy, groaning with pleasure at the wave of contractions that vibrated through her skin-tight asshole. He thought about how tiny her cunt had been the first time he'd fucked her. Now she was taking a paint gun and half his arm. She was never going to have to worry about being too small for a guy's cock again. The thought pleased Pat a lot, and he slammed the gun inside her straining cunt a little harder, realizing that he was putting his mark on the slut for the rest of her life.
Janet rolled and bucked helplessly, her lithe body pinned to the deck by the five rutting boys. She felt completely defiled, degraded beyond any hope of redemption. She was taking on five boys at the same time, sucking and fucking and beating off their young cocks.
Her shame wasn't enough to stop the orgasms that were rattling through her devastated body. Her cunt was convulsing around the ruining thrusts of Pat's fist and her clit was wriggling like an injured snake. Her pussyjuice was running down Pat's pistoning arm and dripping from his elbow in a steady stream. Her muscles were trembling as one climax after another shuddered through her straining, sexy body. She was drenched in her own sweat, and was almost insensible from the intensity of the feelings burning through her.
"Fuck!" Pat shouted, fucking his cock brutally up the humid sheath of Janet's asshole. "I'm going to cum, you bitch! You dirty, fucking slut! I'm going to fill you up with cum!"
"Do it!" the tortured babysitter squealed around her double mouthful of cock. Her voice sounded wet and throaty now, very little like that of the prim babysitter she had been only hours before. "Fill me up with your sweet cum! Please, Pat, fill me up until I can taste it! I feel so empty!"
Pat fucked his arm into her cunt and his cock into her ass, his body trembling with the exertion of his savage double-fucking of the delirious young blonde. His cock began to pulse, and as hard as he tried, he couldn't stop his orgasm. He fired streamer after streamer of thick white jizz up the tightly clasping chute of the tormented blonde's shitter. Her asshole grabbed his cock like a powerful fist, milking his cum out of his body and into hers. He watched with bright eyes as her cunt and asshole fluttered and twitched around his fist and cock.
"Mooorrrreeee!" Janet shrieked, her hips slamming up and down in a wild rhythm. "All of you, cum! All of you, give me more!"
She fucked Brian's and David's cocks against her tits, smearing their leaking prickheads all over her silky flesh. She jacked her hands up and down on them so fast that the boys could feel heat from the friction of her palms. She arched her tits up against their cocks and smothered their leaking prickheads in the satiny pillows. She wanted more cum, needed more cum. The boys had driven her over the edge, and now she felt as though she would die if she wasn't swimming in their sticky cock-cream.
"You dirty baby-slut." David's cock jerked free of her hand for an instant as it began to belch jism across her heaving chest. "Going to cream you, you bitch! Going to give you a new paint job on those big tits!"
Fat streamers of jism sailed high into the air over the sexy blonde's twisting body and slapped down against her feverish skin with wet, plopping noises. She grabbed David's fat cock again and milked it desperately, pulling one sloppy geyser after another from its twitching prickhead. Her tanned arms were striped with pasty white spunk, and her tits glistened with watery white scars of cum. His jism began to slide down the jiggling slopes of her tits, forming a slow-moving river in the deep cleavage between the silky mounds.
"Oh, me too," Brian said, his young face tense with the effort of holding back his orgasm. His tiny hips began to buck wildly, fucking his young cock through the tight channel of his babysitter's hand. "I'm going to shoot all over your big, pretty tits, Janet! I'm going to cover you in cum!"
Just as David's cock was losing steam, Brian started cumming. His jism splattered wetly over Janet's already-slimy tits. Janet rubbed his spurting cock over her silky, heated tits, letting his jism splatter over her hardened nipples. Every wet slap of his cum against her throbbing tits triggered another pain-filled orgasm in her shattered cunt.
"Mooorrrreee!" she groaned. Her lips and chin and cheeks were smeared with the fuck-lube and spit she had drooled over herself in her sex-crazed delirium. "Please! Please please please! Do some mooorrreee!"
The twins began to shoot at the same instant. Their identical cocks filled the hollows of Janet's cheeks with pulse after pulse of fuck-juice. Soon her cheeks bulged with heavy loads of jism.
"Oh fuck," Pat said quietly, still fucking his cock into Janet's drenched asshole. "Look at that cum-hungry whore! She's trying to swallow every drop of that cum!"
The twins poured more and more jism into the babysitter's mouth, filling her up with their cock-cream. Lines of white began to seep past her tightly stretched lips. The twins thrust their hips back and forth savagely, fucking the blonde's pretty face with their fountaining cocks. Janet never stopped licking and sucking, even when her mouth was overflowing with cum.
The taste was like nothing she had ever experienced before. The double load of jism was thick and salty. She rolled creamy lumps of cum over with her tongue and swished the mouthful of spunk around as though it was mouthwash.
Brian and David backed away from her, almost having to pry the sex-mad young blonde's hands off their cocks. Janet grabbed her full tits as soon as the boys were out of reach, rubbing their loads of cum into her soft, glistening skin. She tore at her tits with her fingernails, plucking at her stiff nipples and scratching deep red welts into her velvety flesh.
Pat dropped away from her surging hips, pulling his cock from her ass and the pistol from her cunt, and Janet screamed with frustration, spitting a geyser of thick white jism shooting high above her face. She grabbed at her cunt and pulled her pouting red cuntlips as though they were rubber bands.
The twins pulled away in disgust as the demented young blonde began to spew their cum out of her mouth. She was whining for cock, begging to be fucked and hurt, but she couldn't even form the words to make her plea. Jism rolled down her cheeks, flowed up to fill her quivering nostrils, pooled in her ears and splattered into her wide gray eyes.
"Mooorrreee!" she wailed like a lost soul, tearing at her cunt and drooling cum. "Mooorrreee! Please, do something more!"
"You heard the lady," Pat said with a tiny smile. "Time to do something more."
"Let's grind the baby-bitch down!" David growled in agreement. "We've got her begging us to keep fucking her! Now let's make her beg us to stop!"
Even through the cloud of lust that had fogged her overwhelmed mind, Janet felt a touch of fear at his words.
Chapter Nine
"David, take Clint and get one of your barbells and as many weights as you can carry." Pat kicked Janet's hands away from her cunt. When his toe brushed her pussylips, she squealed and came. "Brian, there's a box of shit up on my bed. Bring it down. And bring a pair of your underwear. Vic, get the grill going. There's some charcoal by the side of the porch."
As the boys ran to do Pat's bidding, Janet tried to make sense of the shopping list he'd given them. She knew that he was planning to use the things to torture her in some way, and the mention of the grill terrified her.
Pat stared down at the sexy, squirming babysitter and felt his cock start to stiffen again.
A couple of hours ago she'd been a stuck-up little prick-tease. Now she was thrashing in the grass like some wild, wounded animal. Her gorgeous body was covered in a mix of paint, jism, sweat and piss. Her cunt was a raw, swampy mess, so gooey with sex juice and inflamed from the savage fucking they'd given her that it looked like the whole world had fucked it. Cum dripped from her asshole, too, and drooled from her parted lips to paint her swollen tits.
"Fuck me," Janet whimpered pitifully, digging her fingers into the grass and pumping her hips up into the air. "Please, Pat. I'm a good babysitter, aren't I? Please fuck me!"
Pat couldn't keep the smile from his face. He'd done it, he'd turned the stuck-up bitch into his personal slave girl. He'd broken her will completely, turned her into a slut who craved cock more than she wanted food or water.
Pat thought about some of the girls at school, pretty girls who'd pissed him off or turned him down when he asked them out. None of them were as beautiful as the slut in front of him, but you could never have too much pussy. There was one cheerleader at school, a girl with big tits and black hair, that Pat had wanted for years. He wondered how she'd look with her face buried in Janet's blonde-furred pussy.
"Whore," he said quietly. "Say it. Tell me you're a whore."
"I'm a whore!" Janet whimpered. Her hands clawed at the air and her hips gyrated a foot above the ground. "I'm a whore! I'm a filthy, dirty whore! Can I please touch my pussy, Pat? I really need to touch my pussy bad!"
"No," Pat said sharply.
Brian walked back outside with the box in his hands. David was rolling a cart through the gate, Clint right behind him.
"You're not just a whore, Janet. You're my whore. Say it."
"I'm your whore!" Janet cried. She clawed at her flat, velvety stomach, not daring to touch her cunt without Pat's permission. "I'm your dirty, filthy whore! I belong to you, Pat! I'll fuck you any way you want! I'll fuck anyone you want me to!"
Lust and terror mixed on the excited young blonde's face as she watched Pat unload the box that Brian held out to him. First he pulled out a pair of Brian's underwear. Next came three stiff leather belts, two of them decorated with big metal studs. After that, Pat pulled out a smaller box and an odometer. The last thing from the box was what terrified the helpless babysitter the most. It was a two-foot length of metal, wrapped with tape on one end, with a big metal letter F on the other. Pat tossed it to Vic.
"Put that on the fire," he said with a giggle. He turned to Janet. "You're not just my whore, you're my toilet. Say it."
"I'm your toilet, I really am!" The conquered babysitter looked at Pat, then at the iron Vic was nestling among the glowing coals. "You can piss on me whenever you want to! I'll drink your piss all day long! You can shit on me, Pat! All of your friends can shit on me!"
Pat pulled a capsule out of the smaller box he held and showed it to Janet for an instant. A moment later he began to stuff the whole box of them into her cunt. Janet gasped as the cool, smooth capsules filled her overheated pussy. She had a quick, hard orgasm as Pat filled her with them. But without warning, searing cold pain flashed through her cunt, making her scream with surprise and pain. She heard a series of small popping noises.
"That's the first part of this trick," Pat said, scooping more of the capsules into her cunt. He was pushing them into her pussy now, and having to hold one hand cupped over her cuntlips to keep them from tumbling out. "I fixed these up special. They've got some of that candy that pops when it gets wet, and I've seasoned them with some ground pepper and some itching powder. The more you move, the more your cunt juices, and the more of those you're going to set off."
Janet groaned, her body shaking with agony and orgasm as Pat stuffed more of the capsules inside her. Her cunt was filled to the brim with them, stretched like a huge elastic pocket with the hundreds of capsules Pat had shoved inside her.
Without warning, Pat grabbed his younger brother's underwear and put them on Janet's thrashing legs. He had to use both hands to pull them over her lush hips, but once he had them pulled up, the capsules were held tightly inside her. More capsules went off, and the squirming young blonde moaned her way through another orgasm.
"Here's this shit," David said. He had a cart overloaded with weights of various sizes. "Fuck, she looks sexy in those shorts!"
Pat didn't answer. He clipped the odometer to the back of the shorts and picked up the barbell. With a rough efficiency, he used the nylon cord to tie the metal pole across the gorgeous blonde's shoulders. He looped the rope around her graceful, slender throat, then tied her arms to the barbell all the way to her elbows. With her forearms draped over the metal bar, Janet looked like the victim of some medieval torture. Pat jerked the helpless beauty to her knees.
"Twenty-five pounds on each side," he said to David. "To start with!"
Janet yelped when the fifty pounds settled on her shoulders. She was so tired, so worn down by the vicious gang rape and the torture with the paint guns, that she could barely hold herself up. More of the capsules went off inside her steaming, swampy cunt, and she almost buckled over. The explosions sprayed the burning peppers through the tenderized flesh of her cunt, and the itching powder made her cunt squirm and wriggle all the more. She could barely believe that a boy as young as Pat could devise such an awful torture.
"Here's the game," Pat said, walking in front of the captive blonde; "You walk around the pool. If you go too slow, we beat you. You stop and I'm going to brand your tight ass with my family initial. You better get started."
"Noooooo!" Janet cried, dropping her head as far as the loop of nylon around her throat would permit. "No, Pat! Please fuck me!"
Pat slashed the belt across her heavy, hanging tits. Fire poured through her tender flesh. Her nipples burned bright red in the center of a stripe of angry white across her tits.
"Please, Pat!" she howled. More capsules exploded inside her, making her jerk and tremble. "Piss on me! Please, I'll drink all of your piss!"
Pat whipped the studded belt around her right hip, letting the tip of the belt sting her silky ass. Pain flared through the tortured blonde's side and a half dozen of the capsules went off inside her cunt. She screamed and stumbled to her feet.
"Shit on me, Pat! Please shit on me!" Tears were running freely down her face now, and pussyjuice was rolling down her long, tapering legs. "I'll even eat your shit, Pat! I'm your slave! I'm your sex-toy! You own me, Pat! I belong to you!"
"I already know that," Pat said with a sneer. He turned to Vic. "Give me the iron. I guess the worthless piece of shit isn't going to move."
Janet wailed and stumbled forward blindly. Her legs felt like rubber from the ordeal she'd already gone through, her cunt and ass like raw hamburger, and the exploding capsules in her pussy made her knees buckle with pain and ecstasy. The fifty pounds across her shoulders made her whole body burn with pain.
"Look at that ass shake now," one of the twins said. He hit Janet across both bouncing asscheeks with the leather belt he held. "You've finally got her moving that tight ass like she knows what to do with it."
Janet stumbled along, the five boys trailing behind her. They laughed at her and called her filthy names. Every step she took set off more capsules inside her cunt, and the peppers and itching powder were building a fire in her pussy that was driving her mad. All she could think about was a long, hard cock fucking the itching and burning away. She shook her ass even more, hoping to entice one of the boys into fucking her.
"You fucking whore!" Pat shouted, slapping her across the shoulders with his studded belt. "You're getting real turned on by those little pills, aren't you? You want a cock? Well, if you don't move your lazy ass, I'm going to fuck you with that hot poker!"
The confused young blonde groaned with fear and wobbled forward faster, terrified at the thought of the blistering-hot metal being fucked inside her juicy pussy. Her shoulders were blazing with agony, and her calves were beginning to burn with pain from the unnatural way she was walking. A string of the capsules popped off inside her and she whimpered her way through a hellish, burning orgasm, but still she didn't falter.
"Our whore's sprung a leak," David said with a dirty laugh, nudging Pat. "What the fuck could you do to this slut that she wouldn't get off on?"
Janet moaned with shame, but there was no denying the thick flow of her cuntjuice. The crotch of Brian's underwear was soaked with pussyjuice. More flowed in sticky, transparent streaks down her legs. Every step she took smeared the slippery cuntjuice over her inner thighs. Pussyjuice dripped from the pooching crotch of Brian's underwear to leave a wet trail behind her.
The degraded babysitter cringed at the thought of the boys seeing her spilling pussy-juice all over herself. She contracted her cunt, trying to hold the boiling fuck-juice inside, but that only set off another string of Pat's capsules. A fresh wave of pussyjuice belched from her cunt as another pain-filled orgasm tore through her body. It made a wet, squishing noise as it showered down her satiny inner thighs, and the boys laughed even more.
"She's having too much fun." Pat tried to sound angry but he could barely keep from giggling with the others. "Twenty-five more on each side. And we're going to do a trot around the pool."
"All right," David said as he strapped the extra weights on the girl's shoulders.
Janet was certain she was going to fall, and she knew that once she fell, she wouldn't be able to get up again. The hundred pounds strapped on the barbell across her shoulders made her stumble from side to side. The spasming of her cunt made her legs tremble beneath her. And the spiked heels she wore made her calves burn and her feet cramp and ache. She wobbled forward as quickly as she could, almost falling with every step she took.
An instant later, a quartet of belts slashed across her flawless flesh. Janet screamed and almost fell. Leather straps scored her lush ass and long, tapering legs. It felt as though her ass and thighs were being cooked, as though she were being burned alive. She ran faster.
The young blonde was in the center of a universe of pain. The muscles in her arms and shoulders and neck blazed with the pain of having to hold up the weights. Her back and ass and legs were burning with the constant beating of the four leather straps the boys were hitting her with. The muscles in her feet and calves were knotted from trying to balance her weight on the high heels. Her asshole ached with the savage fucking it had taken. Her cunt was burning so terribly from the peppers and the itching powder that all the pussyjuice it was able to leak wasn't enough to put out the fire.
A string of the capsules popped off inside the straining girl's cunt, and she began to shiver, pleasure vibrating through her overworked cunt. She almost fell, and when she wrenched her hips to one side to regain her balance, another knot of capsules exploded. Janet wailed, her hips bumping and grinding while her tired legs pushed her forward.
She was over three quarters of the way around the pool now, and she pushed herself forward with the knowledge that once she completed the circle, she could slow back down. The boys were right behind her, waiting for her to slow down enough so that they could start swinging their belts again. Pat, she knew, was waiting for her to stop so he could burn his family initial into her flesh.
"Fuck, she did it," one of the twins said, disappointed.
"So you think that was fucking easy?" Pat screamed at her, ripping his studded belt across her ass as she wobbled forward. "You trying to make a fool of me, piss-slicker? You were supposed to fucking fall down!" He turned to David. "Fifty more pounds on each side! This time go a half a mile!"
"Noooooo!" Janet screamed as the two heavy weights settled onto her shoulders. "Pat, please, I belong to you!"
"I don't want you, you stinking bitch," he shouted. "A half mile, you fucking prick-tease! You're not done learning your lesson yet!"
"I am! I am!" she cried like a child, desperately trying to stay on her feet. "I know what I am, Pat! I know I'm a slut! I know I'm your slut!"
Janet tried to stumble forward, but it was useless. The weights bound across her shoulders poured liquid fire down her back and sides. Her neck felt as though it was about to break. The weights made her tilt crazily from side to side, wrenching her back, the muscles along her ribs. She stumbled off the deck and into the grass, trying desperately to propel herself forward.
They all began to whip her at once, five belts this time, raising a lot of welts on her tender flesh. A belt stung her face, filling her eyes with tears, and still she stumbled forward, blind to which direction she was moving.
The boys surrounded the anguished young blonde, slapping her ass, legs, tits and belly with the cruel leather straps. She jerked like a startled deer with every burning blow, tottering uncertainly from one foot to the other. Pat slashed his belt across the sensitive backs of her knees, and her feet went out from under her.
Janet twisted as she fell, screaming with agony. She knew that if she fell on her back, she was finished, she'd never be able to get up. But, if she fell on her knees, she might be able to keep going.
She hit the ground hard, the barbell smashing her face into the dirt. Her neck felt broken and her head throbbed with pain. Dozens of the capsules exploded in her cunt, filling her with lust and anguish. Her head and shoulders were pinned to the ground by the barbell, and her lush, silky ass was waving high in the air. She tried desperately to push herself to her feet, but all she managed to do was scoot herself a few inches along the ground.
"Beat the lousy slut!" Pat shouted, raining blow after blow across the smooth expanse of the cowering babysitter's back. "And Brian, get the iron! She's about to stop moving! I can't wait to put the family mark on her slutty ass!"
With a tiny, hopeless sight, Janet realized she would never be able to stand up with the weights strapped to her shoulders. There was only one thing left, to try to keep moving, to push herself along on her knees or squirm on her stomach. Anything to keep Pat from burning his initial into her defenseless flesh.
"Stop whipping her," Brian said. "If she wants to keep moving, let's see her do it with a guy fucking her ass."
"What guy?" Pat asked.
Brian massaged his big cock. It was almost completely hard now, standing out almost straight from his skinny body. "I want to fuck my cock so far up her ass that she can taste it!"
Janet didn't cry when Brian leaned his knees on top of hers and leaned his body against her back. She didn't even scream when he began to fuck the head of his huge cock into her reamed, reddened asshole. She was beyond screaming, beyond tears.
Chapter Ten
The huge head of Brian's cock slipped through the outer ring of Janet's shitter with a loud, wet pop. He thrust forward hard, feeding her inch after inch of wrist-thick prick-meat. Janet's face went from white to red. She squirmed and bucked and twisted frantically, trying to throw the boy off her back. It was no use. She was trapped beneath him, impaled on over half of his foot-long cock. He fucked into her harder and she panted and drooled and accepted his brutal fucking.
She kept moving forward. Even with her asshole stretched beyond endurance and a boy's weight added to the two hundred pounds across her shoulders, she kept moving forward. Brian pushed his knees into the hollows of Janet's knees. But still the defiled babysitter struggled onward.
The other boys walked beside her, kicking her heavily hanging tits. More and more of the capsules went off in her wriggling pussy, and fiery orgasms tore through her straining young body. Neither pleasure nor agony could stop her. She couldn't let Pat brand her.
The sun was going down. It was hard for the broken blonde to believe that all of the fucking and sucking and torture had taken place in so short a span of time. It seemed that Pat and his buddies had been fucking her for days. She thought of how many hours it would be before Pat's parents came home.
"Fuck, I'm going to give the bitch a hand," David said loudly, scratching his stomach. He stepped in front of Janet and swung his half-hard cock around to point right in front of her face. "Think I'll grease up her trail a little."
He began to piss, and Janet's breath caught in her throat as the stream beat a puddle into the ground just in front of her face. For a moment, she was puzzled as to why David was missing her. And when she understood, she wanted to cry in shame. She was going to have to slide her face through the pissy mud he was stirring up in front of her. She shivered with the degradation she felt, but she came again at the stench of his piss, and the first wet touch of piss-soaked grass and soil against her cheek made her almost buckle over with excitement.
The twins and Pat joined in when they saw what David was doing, soaking a trail in front of the squirming blonde. Janet stared up at their cocks hungrily, unable to stop the lust that had taken over her writhing young body.
"Stick out your tongue," Pat said, watching as the pretty blonde's face was stained black with piss-stirred mud. "Lick some of that yummy mud up while you wiggle through. You don't want the yard getting all smelly with piss, do you?"
"Pat!" the beautiful girl screamed. "Please-I can't. No! No, I mean, I want to! I really do! Oh no, oh what are you doing to me? I want to suck your piss out of the dirt!"
The thrashing babysitter stuck her tongue out of her mouth, scooping up the pissy mud as she drove her face through the muck. The taste was terrible, the smell worse than she could have imagined, but it just made her hotter. Her tits reached the start of the muddy trail and soon they were painted brown with the slimy muck.
Brian was still fucking her ass savagely, and now he leaned over her back and wrapped his hands in her hair, pushing her face even deeper into the soft ooze. The mud filled her nose and mouth, and for a terrible instant, the sexy girl was certain she was going to smother in the mix of dirt, piss and grass.
Brian shouted at her as he drove his cock up her ass. He put one hand against the back of her head and grabbed a belt with the other. He whipped her savagely while he jammed her ass full of his cock, raising angry red welts all over her quivering, rounded asscheeks.
Janet's hips jerked and shuddered with every blow of the belt, every thrust of Brian's cock. Her ass clamped his prick like a glove, wringing the giant invader every time it plunged inside. Capsules were exploding in her cunt one after another, and she was cumming with every asshole-ruining thrust of Brian's huge cock.
At the end of the trail of piss, she saw Pat squatting, but her eyes were misted with piss and stinging from the mud, and she wasn't certain what he was doing. When she saw, she screamed, but she didn't stop moving.
Pat was taking a shit at the end of the path of piss, piling up a stinking brown roadblock right in front of her. Just the sight of it, just the idea of it, made her want to vomit, but she knew she couldn't let it stop her.
Brian came suddenly, hosing her stretched-out asshole with a barrage of cock-cream. The spreading heat through her ass set off a chain reaction of painful climaxes. One of the squirming, tormented blonde's legs slid out from under her, and she pushed herself along with one leg for a moment while her body tipped to one side with the weight of the boy fucking her ass.
"Get off!" one of the twins shouted. "Let me fuck her now!"
Brian pulled his big cock out of Janet's ass. It was stained with blood and cum and shit, and he groaned with disgust when he looked for a clean spot on the broken blonde's body to wipe it clean. Finally, he rubbed it against her shoulder blades, making the welts on her upper back burn and sting. Before he'd even stepped away, Clint slid his cock up her reamed-out asshole.
Even with all the jism that filled her ass for lubrication, Clint's cock felt like sandpaper inside her shitter. Her cunt was wriggling madly around the load of itching powder and burning peppers, and her asshole flexed violently in time to the spasming of her pussy. Every contraction around the twin's jarring cock sent waves of pain shooting up Janet's back and down her trembling legs.
Clint was heavier than Brian, and he dug his knees more cruelly into the backs of her legs as he fucked his cock inside her. The long, lean muscles in Janet's silky legs stood out like steel cords, almost vibrating with the terrible strain of having to push her along under the burdens of weight and fucking. She squirmed her upper torso like a snake, trying to use the muscles in her stomach and sides to push her svelte body through the piss-soaked mud.
Clint screeched happily as he spurted his cum up her sloppy, clasping asshole. He bit Janet's shoulders, and let his slobber dribble down her neck. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and bit down so hard on the back of her neck that the helplessly squirming girl screeched with pain. He kept biting, tasting her sweat and blood, turned on by her sudden, violent thrashing beneath him. He fired blast after blast of jism inside her shitter, filling up her stomach with salty warmth. Then he rubbed his cock clean on her before he stepped back to give his brother a turn.
"Noooooo!" the enslaved young blonde whimpered as the second twin buried his cock up her asshole. She twisted desperately to try to shake him off, but she was so weak that she didn't even budge him. "My cunt, please, fuck my cunt! Fuck me anywhere else, please! My little asshole hurts so bad!"
"Ain't so little anymore," David said with a crude laugh. He spit down on Janet's pretty face. "In fact, it looks like you could drive a truck up it now!"
"Looks like somebody already did," Brian said, waving his big cock around proudly.
Janet was still trying to throw the evil boy off her back, but her thrashings were so weak that she didn't even disturb him. Her muscles were going lax with exhaustion. Even her terror of the branding iron was fading now. Nothing could be worse than the burning, tearing pain that filled her every muscle.
"You lousy bitch!" Vic screamed. His cock began to jerk out of control in her sloppy asshole. "You're making me cum, you worthless whore! You dirty slut, you're making me cum again!"
Janet shrieked as Vic's cum geysered up her asshole. It burned into her torn shitter, filling her with a fire she thought might never go out. She trembled, moving barely an inch at a time now, her leg muscles pushed beyond their limit. She felt something tear inside her right thigh, and both her legs slid out from beneath her. Vic rode her down, grinding out the last of his orgasm as Janet slithered forward on her belly.
"My turn!" David cried. He stood behind the writhing blonde and waited for Vic to get out of his way. "Look out below!"
David threw himself high into the air above the wriggling blonde and landed with a crash atop her. Janet cried out in agony, her body crushed beneath David's huge body. The air had been driven from her lungs, her tits crushed against the ground. Her face plunged fully into a pile of pissy mud, and she had to swallow a heavy mouthful before she could breathe again. Without giving her a chance to rise he stuffed his fat cock up her asshole and started fucking.
Janet couldn't move at all now, couldn't even raise her hips an inch off the ground. Her face and tits and stomach and legs were stained brown with piss-soaked mud, and her face was just inches away from the stinking mound of shit Pat had laid in front of her. For the first time, Janet noticed Pat sitting just beyond the pile of shit, his cock hard and dripping and pointed right at her. To the exhausted, confused young beauty it seemed to mean that once she squirmed through the mound of shit she could stop, that Pat was waiting beyond it with his huge cock as a reward. It would be wonderful to be able to stop moving and suck Pat's delicious cock.
"Oh fuck, she's moving," Brian whispered, leaning down to get a good look at the beautiful, desperately straining blonde. "She's not stopping. I never thought she'd move after David landed on her."
Mooorrreee!" Janet cried through a mouthful of thick, dank mud. "More, you little motherfuckers! Mooorrre!"
``There's more right in front of you,'' Pat said mildly. "All that pretty shit. My shit. And then my big, hard cock. Just keep that pretty pink tongue wagging."
Janet retched, wanting to throw up but too weak to even vomit. She squirmed under the two hundred pounds that trapped her shoulders. Her face pushed into the stinking, steaming shit and she screamed, but she kept her mouth open and her tongue flickering over her full, pink lips.
David grabbed the back of her head and wiped her face back and forth in the horrid pile, smearing her face in the shit. Her nose and ears and mouth were all filled with Pat's shit. She swallowed his shit so that she could catch a breath, but David just slammed her down harder, filling her mouth again. And all the time he was pulverizing her asshole with his cock, fucking her with savage delight.
Janet couldn't even grasp the scope of the newest obscenity the boys had visited on her. She licked Pat's shit and swallowed Pat's shit while squirming her face and shoulders and tits and stomach through his rich, brown shit. She hunched her ass up at David's pounding fuck-strokes with all her failing strength. Her asshole was numb from the hammering it had taken, swollen now until it was almost as tight as it had been before the boys had first fucked her. And when David started shooting his jism up her ass, it almost drove her insane.
Suddenly she was near Pat's dripping, beautiful cock. She stopped moving, letting her broken body go limp in the pissy mud. She stuck out her tongue and licked the fat, red head of Pat's cock. David finished filling her up with his cum and the last of the capsules popped in her cunt, but the enslaved babysitter couldn't make her body move another inch. Now that she had stopped, her muscles had tightened beyond use.
"You did eat my shit," Pat said in a mocking, little-boy voice. "You ate my shit just like you promised. You even smeared it all over your slutty, sleazy body. You know, you're not even a whore, Janet. You're just a fucking sewer. You know that is what you're going to be doing for the rest of your life, don't you? This is all you're good for now, you sorry slut."
Janet cried, knowing that Pat was telling the truth. Still she drew the fat head of his cock between her swollen, shit-stained lips. She nuzzled at it, munched on it and lathered it with her tongue as she sucked. She would have done anything for him in thanks for not having to move any more. She worshipped him. And the hope burned inside her that if she pleased him enough, he might even fuck her, grinding out the terrible itching and burning that was driving her insane.
Without warning, his cock started jerking between her clasping lips. A huge wad of jism filled her mouth, and the second splashed against her teeth and dribbled back out to paint her lips and chin. The maddened babysitter sucked at his cock frantically, swallowing his cum eagerly. The taste was wonderful after the mouthfuls of mud and shit she had swallowed.
She was suddenly sure that jism was the most delicious thing in the world.
"Fuck," Pat said. His voice made the exhausted, sex-crazed babysitter shiver with fear. "You stopped moving!"
Janet heard the branding iron scraping over the ground and realized that Pat had been waiting for this moment all along. She screamed when she saw him wave the iron above her head, and screamed a thousand times louder when he pressed it to the silky skin of one tanned asscheek. She could hear the metal sizzling against her skin, but all she could feel was icy, searing cold. When she felt Pat pull the iron away, tearing her cooked flesh, she tumbled into a faint.
"A perfect F," she heard him say as the world spun away. "Well, I guess this sorry slut belongs to me now."
After that there was only darkness and silence.
Chapter Eleven
Janet woke to a tearing pain in her arms and shoulders and the splash of cold water over her battered flesh. She opened her eyes to sunlight and realized that she must have been unconscious for the whole night. It was morning. Pat's parents would be home soon.
A wild hope filled the girl, but for some reason a sense of loss filled her too. She was finally going to escape the brutal torture the boys had subjected her to, the savage repeated rapes, but somehow it was hard to imagine herself free of the bondage, the beating and the terrible, constant fucking.
Cold water splashed over the blonde's shivering, sexy body, raising up sheets of gooseflesh all over her silky, tanned skin. She looked down to see Pat and the other boys floating in the pool. None of them were wearing trunks and all of them had enormous hard-ons. Pat had a hose in his hands. He was the one who was playing the stream of freezing water over her shaking body.
It took the groggy young babysitter several seconds to realize that she was hanging from the diving board. Her hands were tied together by the same length of nylon cord that had already bound her body in so many different positions. The rope hung over the diving board, and Janet dangled in midair. Her hands were numb, but the day before had accustomed her to far worse pain than this. The itching had yet to die down in her cunt, and that hurt her far more than the pain in her bound hands.
"Finally," Brian said. "I was starting to worry that she might never wake up."
Pat played the stream of water over Janet's big tits and flat stomach, then up and down her long, tapering legs. He splashed water over her tight, round ass and up the welted flesh of her back. When he pointed the stream at her face, Janet shook her head from side to side, trying to escape the water. It was no use. With a flick of his wrist, Pat could follow any move she made.
Jism and paint ran off the sexy blonde's fouled body. Mud and shit and piss washed away under the steady current of cold water. In a few moments, Pat had cleaned away every trace of filth he and his friends had spent the night heaping on her. Except for the bruises that dotted her body and the welts from the beating they had given her, she was as good as new.
No!
Janet remembered the searing pain of the brand kissing her flesh and she twisted her hips to the side, trying to crane her neck so that she could see the horrible, shameful brand Pat had marked her with. When she saw it, she moaned with both humiliation and relief. There was a vivid red F burned into the taut skin of her ass-cheek, but it wasn't the crusted black burn the tamed babysitter had expected. She would carry the mark of Pat's initial for weeks, perhaps even months, but with time it would fade away. He hadn't disfigured her beautiful ass forever, as she'd been certain he would.
It struck the degraded blonde as very funny that she was grateful that Pat had only branded her as his personal property for the next couple of months. She started to laugh, almost unable to believe how much Pat and his buddies had broken her. She had been hired to be Pat's babysitter, to tell him what to do. She'd done the job hundreds of times before, always priding herself on how firm and in control she was. But now Pat was her master, and she would no more have questioned his word than cut her own wrists. She was nothing more than Pat's slave, his hot fuck and his toilet.
"What's so funny?" Pat asked. He played the stream of water over Janet's swollen cunt and asshole, bringing a squeal of pain from her bruised lips. "What the hell's so damned funny, shit-sucker?"
"I wish I could be your babysitter forever," Janet said at last, her voice weak and trembling. It was the truth, and that frightened the sexy young woman more than anything else.
Pat grabbed her ankles and pulled himself up out of the water. He tucked the hose under one arm and heaved himself up onto her legs. He climbed up her body as though she was a length of rope, bringing shrieks of pain from her lips. Janet thrashed and kicked and cried, but there was no escape. With Pat's weight added to hers, the nylon cord cut deep into her flesh, and her arms felt like they were being pulled from their sockets.
Pat stuck the tip of the hose into her gasping mouth for an instant, almost drowning her as he washed out the coating of crud, then made all the agony worthwhile by kissing her deeply on her swollen, bruised lips.
"Good morning, sewer-slut," he said as he broke the embrace. "Sorry about this, but I promised the guys I'd clean you up good before our grand finale."
"Anything you want, sir," Janet said in a sexy, throaty voice. "Anything at all."
Pat grinned at her and wrapped his muscular legs around her tiny waist. Then he reached back and plunged the spurting hose up into Janet's swollen pussy.
The pain was incredible. It made the pain of hanging from the diving board vanish, made the pain of having Pat riding her body disappear. The stream gushed into her torn, bruised cunt with the force of a pounding fist. Janet's silky, supple body jerked and twisted. She tried to pull herself up, but with her muscles so stiff and cramped, and Pat's weight added to her own, it was impossible. She fell back down with a jerk that brought a wail of pain from her lips.
Pat looped his free arm over Janet's shoulder and started fucking her with the hard metal tip of the hose. He drove the six inch pipe of water-spurting steel deep into Janet's swollen pussy while rubbing his cock over the silky skin of her tensed, flat stomach. He ducked his head and bit one of her hard, pink nipples.
Janet shook spastically as the numbing cold filled her body. Being fucked with the hose was like nothing the tortured babysitter had ever felt before. It was as though her whole body was being fucked. The battering stream of water seemed to be penetrating every inch of her being.
Pat yanked the hose from her cunt without warning, and an instant later he had it fucked fully up Janet's swollen, torn asshole.
Janet almost passed out. She was shivering wildly, her teeth chattering and her bronzed skin turning blue. She wondered if it was possible to freeze to death on such a nice day, freeze to death from a body filled up with icy water.
"Please, Pat!" she cried, tiny moans of discomfort breaking up her words. "I'm clean enough. Oh please, Pat, I really am!"
Pat's only answer was to fuck the metal tip of the hose savagely into Janet's injured asshole. With the tip plugging her shitter, almost none of the water could spill back out, and as Pat fucked the hose up inside her, the tormented beauty could feel her intestines filling up with the icy water.
Suddenly it got very hard for her to breathe. Then the first cramps ripped through her flat little tummy. It wasn't until her stomach started to swell that she began to scream.
"Hey!" Pat cried happily, pointing to her bulging stomach. "Who got the baby-slut pregnant? Come on and admit it! Somebody's going to have to marry her and give the kid a dad."
"Please!" The pretty young blonde's face was screwed tight with pain now. Tears ran down her cheeks and her teeth clicked together loudly. "Please! Oh please please please please please please!"
Then she came. The orgasm was so unexpected and so powerful that Janet almost passed out. Cramps ripped through her stomach and chest and filled her numbed pussy with delicious pain. Her eyes rolled and she squirmed and wriggled against Pat's lean body. When he bit her nipples, she yowled in ecstasy.
Pat finally pulled the hose from her ass and dropped it into the pool. Water poured from her ass in an even harder stream than it had rushed in, and the boys laughed as her stomach shrank back quickly to its normal flatness.
The aroused blonde burned with shame, but she was ablaze with fuck-lust. The last of the cum the boys had filled her with had been washed from her body. Now she was ready to be filled up again.
"You even got off on that," Pat whispered to her. The look in his eyes was halfway between admiration and contempt. "Let's get your sleazy ass down from here, whore. It's time you did some fucking!"
"Anything you want, Pat," she sighed, grinding her body against his. "I mean, anything you want, sir."
She had expected Pat to cut her down, or perhaps untie the rope. Instead, he wrapped his strong legs tight around her tiny waist and reached up to grab the diving board. He bounced up and down on the board, setting up a shuddering rhythm down its entire length.
Janet screamed in agony at the tearing, pulling pain that flared through her arms and shoulders. The board was slinging the rope into the air on its upswing, and the jolt of coming back down against it was making the nylon cut deep into Janet's wrists, making the muscles in her arms and shoulders scream with the strain of supporting her weight.
Little by little, the rope was moving toward the end of the board. Janet counted the jarring impacts as it made its trip, certain that either her wrists would be cut through or her shoulders would be dislocated before it was finished. She had counted to nine, her vision blurring and her head going fuzzy with pain, when the board sprang her free.
The splash of the water as she hit the pool revived her. And the rough hands of the boys on her flesh brought her to full awareness. They grabbed her wrists and ankles, carried her out of the pool and dumped her on the deck.
Chapter Twelve
The boys had obviously discussed what they were going to do next. While David and Pat were looping nylon ropes around Janet's slim ankles, the twins were lying down on the deck, their heads pointed in opposite directions and their legs intertwined. Their balls were almost touching, and their cocks rose into the air less than six inches apart.
"Noooo!" Janet cried as Pat and David wrestled her over the boys. She knew what was coming next, and she didn't want any part of it. "Noooooo--Pat, please, no!"
Pat and David made her straddle the boys, then began to pull on the loops of rope around her ankles. With her hands tied in front of her and her long legs being pulled into a split, there was nothing the beautiful teenager could do to protect herself. Both twins closed their hands around her lush hips as she descended toward them and guided her open, wet cunt toward their cocks. At the first touch of their dripping cock-heads against her pussylips, Janet began to scream.
Each boy had to angle his curving cock as her cunt descended on them. Janet squealed and twisted as her pink pussylips had to stretch around the pair of fat cockheads. Both boys pulled on her waist, dragging her resisting, stretching cuntlips over the doubled intrusion of their banana-shaped cocks. The sexy blonde's face creased with the strain of accepting both fat, dripping cockheads between her tightly pouting cuntlips, but the real pain didn't come until the two boys fucked their curving cocks the rest of the way in.
Janet screamed and shuddered, thrashing and bucking in a desperate effort to get off the cocks. It was like nothing she had ever imagined feeling. With the twins lying as they were, their cocks curved in opposite directions, and as the curvy blonde was forced down onto their cocks, her cunt was stretched in two ways at once. It was as though someone had stuck their hands inside the straining, sweating girl's cunt and was levering her completely open.
Pat and David spread her legs apart relentlessly, and with her hands tied, there was nothing Janet could do to stop her downward plunge. The twins were fucking their cocks in and out of her beleaguered pussy now, stretching her cunt out in ways that it was never meant to go. Without warning, Brian dropped to his knees behind her, straddling Vic's stomach. Before the double-fucked blonde could comprehend what he was doing, he had stuck the head of his mammoth cock against the tiny bud of her asshole and fucked forward.
Janet screamed. She shook and twisted, but she couldn't make her body move the way she wanted. She tried to clamp her pussy and shitter tight against the trio of cocks, but that only set off a string of orgasms inside her twitching cunt. Tears trickled down her pretty face as she realized she had no control at all over what was happening to her sleek, beautiful body.
Brian fucked his cock in at the same instant that the pink lips of Janet's cunt came to rest on the hard crotches of the twins. She groaned, barely able to draw a breath. The split Pat and David had forced her into made her stiff legs scream with pain, but that was nothing compared to the heavy, overstuffed feeling of her ass and cunt. It felt like her internal organs had been pushed out of place by all the cock the three boys had jammed inside her.
And then they started to fuck. Almost as if on cue, all three boys started driving their cocks into the blonde's straining body. Janet could barely move, but she did her best to ride the wild triple fuck. Every thrust rocked her body. She felt stretched beyond repair, stuffed so full of cock that her body could never be the same. Orgasms rattled through her straining body like a string of firecrackers.
Pat and David stepped in front of her, their dripping, throbbing cocks just inches from her face. Janet leaned forward without hesitation, rubbed her pretty face over the slimy cock-knobs and flicked her tongue over the burning prickheads and down the jerking cockshafts. She kissed their cockheads and lathered their heavy, hanging balls. She nuzzled along the undersides of their cocks and nibbled around their prickheads. She rubbed her silky face over the cocks until her cheeks gleamed with their sticky fuck-lube.
"Tell me you love this," Pat said, smearing his leaking cock over Janet's nose and lips.
"I love this!" she cried, her voice shaking with the power of the triple fucking that was shattering her body. "I love being fucked by five cocks! I love being fucked until it hurts really bad!"
Her body seemed to be pulsating with the energy of the five cocks savaging her mouth and cunt and asshole. Janet felt as if her body was swelling, vibrating with every blow of a cock inside her. She quaked and quivered, her cunt and asshole clamping like fists around the cocks inside them while her mouth and tongue serviced the two cocks rubbing over her pretty face.
"You're my whore, you fucking baby-slut," Pat told her, his teeth clenched from the pleasure of her tongue flickering over his cock. "I think next week I'm going to make you go up to my school. We'll put you out in the parking lot and I'll have all the guys in the school come out and take turns with you. Maybe two or three hundred boys. Would you like that, sewer-slut? What would you do for all those guys?"
"I'd fuck them for you!" Janet wailed, her body tossing and squirming wildly on the three cocks that were fucking her ass and cunt. Her voice was throaty and hoarse with lust. "I'd love fucking them! I want to fuck them until I die! I'd lick their sweet cocks and lick their pretty asses! I'd drink their piss! They could fuck my cunt and ass and face and tits. They could cover me in cum!"
Janet was no longer certain what she was saying, no longer certain what she was feeling. It seemed that her whole crotch was flooded with pain, but she was cuniming over and over again, cumming in a nonstop tidal wave of burning, wrecking pleasure. Her cunt and ass were sore and raw and battered from the savaging they'd taken the day before, but they were reacting to this fresh, horrible assault. Her whole body seemed to be exploding with lust.
In the space of a few seconds, both the twins and Brian began to shoot their spunk into her ass and pussy. One orgasm after another exploded through her quaking body as the three loads of jism filled her with fire.
The sexually overloaded blonde went into convulsions, her body shaking and her mouth hanging limply open.
Pat and David were jerking off into her face, smearing their leaky cocks over her heated cheeks and taking turns thrusting their pricks into her open, drooling mouth. First one and then the other exploded onto her pretty face.
"Fuck on it, baby!" Pat gasped as he spurted ropy strands of white slime over her flushed, perfect face. "I knew you weren't anything but a dirty whore! Now you're just acting like the gutter slut you've always been!"
Janet smiled up at Pat as he and the four other boys filled her with jism. One climax after another crashed through her straining, sweat-glistening body. Her cunt and asshole were filled with cum once more, and her face was soaked with two loads of sticky, slimy cock-juice. Her hair was frosted with cum. Her cheeks were striped with it. Cum dripped from the corners of her mouth and dangled in lines from her chin to her heaving, heavy tits.
Drenched in the spendings of her five young masters, the beautiful blonde slave tumbled limply forward, held in place by the ropes around her ankles, her ass bouncing and flexing as one climax merged into the next. She was still cumming when the five boys pulled away from her and unfastened the ropes from around her ankles.
An hour later, the boys had showered the dazed babysitter and dressed her in clothes she had never seen before. She had on a short white tennis skirt and a cotton tube-top that barely covered the huge swells of her firm tits.
Before Pat sat her down at the picnic table where she'd first been gang-raped the night before, he slid two long, fat pieces of wood up inside her, one up her cunt and the other up her aching shitter. The housebroken young babysitter never once protested, but when she heard Pat's and Brian's parents at the front door, she began to tremble uncontrollably.
She wanted to cry. She couldn't imagine having to leave, but she knew that since Pat's parents were home, she'd have to.
"Hello, Janet." Mr. Fenton was walking out the back door of the house. She saw his eyes sparkle with lust when he saw her swelling young tits half revealed in the tight tube-top. "Pat says you got along wonderfully well, and I was wondering if you'd be willing to stay on for a while. You see, I got word last night that I'm going to have to make a business trip to Central America. I'll be gone most of the summer. I'd like to take my wife with me, but I'm afraid taking the boys is out of the question."
Janet tried hard not to scream. Her cunt was wriggling wildly, her nipples were turning into hard, sharp spikes. She saw Pat smiling and she lost control completely. She moaned and twisted in her chair as she came again and again, her cunt and asshole twisting on the sticks of wood Pat had shoved inside her.
"Oh, so you did get along well!" Mr. Fenton's eyes sparkled with a new understanding and a new lust. "After we get back, I might even keep you on as a housemaid. You'd like that, wouldn't you? And right now, why don't we go up to my study to discuss the terms of your employment. You and I and Pat."
"Yessssss!" Janet hissed, squeezing her tits as she rubbed her thighs together around the rough wooden dildos. The seat of her white skirt was already soaked with her cunt-cream. "Oh yes, yes, yes!"
"You dirty little slut!" Mr. Fenton chuckled, and Janet knew she had found a new home. She came again as she pulled herself to her feet and followed Pat and his father inside.
