From: willied@sprynet.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Biker Justice (MMMMF, con?, B&D) - bikers (1/1) Date: Sun, 07 Jul 1996 03:15:22 GMT Biker Justice Their first stop had been a small bar on the highway into town. The group of five bikers and their women had started drinking at the bar before noon. They were an informal group of couples that got together on weekends for recreational runs. A fight broke out in the bar. Two of the biker gals asked local guys to dance. Then their boyfriends had gotten angry. When the fight was over both locals had been badly beaten up by the five male bikers though no broken bones. The bar had quite a bit of damage done. When the Sheriff heard the report he called the Bank's vice- president and asked if he could round up some help. All over town people dropped their weekend chores, took time off from their Saturday jobs, donned their riding clothes and mounted their bikes. Some were mechanics, clerks, lawyers and merchants. They were all members of the local biker group, the "POSSE", and they ran the town in their own quiet way. The out of towners were at a highway rest stop when the group caught up to them. The "POSSE" didn't arrive in one big group but arrived in twos and threes so their targets were not alarmed. The groups mingled in a friendly manner and shared a few beers. When the "POSSE" invited the small group to a party they were a little nervous but accepted. The group roared off down the road with the "friends" in the center. They rode up into the hills on a side road off the highway, stopping at an apparently abandoned barn. The guests were ushered into the center of the barn. The barn had a large open area in the center. There were horse stalls on one side and milking stalls on the other. Several mattresses were piled in one corner. There was a refrigerator and a tub full of iced beer. The wide barn doors slid shut and two men carrying shotguns entered. The "POSSE" leader strode up to the guests. "We're going to have a party. We've furnished the food, beer and location. I expect you to furnish most of the entertainment." "Hey, what is this?" A blonde floozie cried. "We'll play a little poker, fuck and party hearty. Now these two guys over here aren't feeling too well. They got hurt in a little disagreement when some folks trashed the club's bar. We need someone to make them feel better. Now ordinarily we'd be real pissed off about all of this but you seem like pretty nice folks. So if you gals that got them into trouble help them out we'll just sort of forget about it completely. Otherwise!" The sound of shotgun slides emphasized the point. The guys became very angry shouting and starting to leave. They hesitated as the local group gathered closer about them and the shotguns were aimed in their direction. "Now just relax. It's the gal's fault. Why not let them just fix the problem. No reason to get BADLY hurt is there?" The men argued amongst themselves. The "POSSE" leader shouted them quiet. "We're going to vote. Not it's just among the ten of you. Just you five gals and guys. The motion before the group is, Will the two gals who started the problem in the bar entertain these men or will every guy get hurt and then the gals will entertain everybody?" "All in favor of getting busted heads, raise your hand. OK, now everybody who thinks the two gals should entertain. Well, eight to two that seems fair. Now you two gals just step over here in the center under these lights." "Everyone else, let's all go over to the keg for a beer or two. Just sit down and we'll start the party. Put the music on. Blonde here will do a real nice strip tease for us. Red, you too. We already know you like to dance, so how about dancing for all of us to get the party started right." When the guys started to protest, the sight of the shotguns being raised quickly stifled complaints. The two women slowly shuffled into the area under the lights. The music started to throb and they half heartedly danced for awhile. "Well now ladies that just won't do. You two take a break and come over here next to me. Ginger, why don't you show them how a real woman who's proud of herself and her body can dance?" A tall voluptuous brunette strode to the lighted area. She wore a tight white blouse and jean shorts. Her long hair swirled as she did her first twirl under the lights. She stood there with an air of command about her. Men and women were impressed by the sight. Then she started to say to the music's throb becoming lost in the music. She twisted and turned. Her hands moved over her body. She teased the crowd presenting herself and then moving away just as the desire to grab her became too strong. Pants tightened as organs became hard. Blouses became tighter as nipples extended. Panties dampened as passion mounted. The blond and redhead were no exception. They automatically downed the drinks passed to them as they watched this gorgeous wanton woman inflame the group. Their heads spun a little as the strong drink took hold and the dance inflamed their passion. The dancer unfastened her blouse. As she moved it opened offering tantalizing glimpses of the luscious breast flesh. The men's breathing stopped when she unzipped her shorts while swaying to the music. When she turned and pulled them all the way to the floor in one bending move everyone gasped. What a beautiful set of ass cheeks. Tanned and firm they gleamed in the lights. Her tits swayed as she stayed bent. As everyone breathing returned to normal she strengthened up pulling her shorts back over her hips. Fastening her blouse she bowed to the clapping crowd and strutted over to the refrigerator. Taking a beer, she drank it right down. A small rivulet of beer escaped and rolled down her throat and between her breasts. "Well, gals it's your turn now. Just get up there and show us how great you are. Your pretty special yourselves. Two sexy gals like you. It'd be a real treat." The two gals blushed under the implied compliments. The alcohol and heat from the dancer had pretty well taken care of their fear. Neither one had ever been very shy and they were both pretty proud of their bodies. The redhead had pendulous breasts imprisoned in a form fitting sweater. Her shoulder length hair gleamed. Her green eyes sparkled. Her full hips and pear shaped butt were molded by the tight slacks she wore. The blonde was a very tall thin woman. Her long straight hair hung to her hips. Her blue eyes smiled at some joke only she knew about. Her modest pear shaped breasts jutted against the retraining material of her tight blouse. The outline of her black bra was just visible through the material. Her dark tanned skin was a sharp contrast to her hair. They faced the crowd and started swaying as the music started. She flowed and strutted about the lighted area as the tempo and feeling built. Shaking their shoulders or presenting their clothed bodies to the crowd the men could see the teasing sexuality as their passion rose. The room lights dimmed until the women felt alone in the light. They could hear the crowd clap or cheer them on but they seemed more alone with their own sexuality. The blonde opened her blouse. A black lace bra strained to hold it's contents. The tits weren't large but they were firm and perfectly proportioned to her slim figure. When the redhead removed her blouse all the men groaned as the large firm melons swayed. The turgid pink nipples pointed up like bullets. Smiling she faced the group, bent over and swung the breasts back and forth. The men stared. The women stared. The blonde sensed that she was being ignored. She stripped off her bra twirling it over hear head. Her tits bobbed into view. The red nipples sitting like cherries on the snowy slope of her untanned tits. The applause seemed to fire up both the women and they began competing to show off their bodies and sensuality. They cupped and stroked their breasts. They played to unseen lovers, teasing themselves and the crowd. As they played it became more and more real to them. Their loins moistened as their passion mounted. Removing their slacks they began playing with their hot pussies. The moisture showed on their panties until they sat and removed them. Remaining on the floor they writhed twisted, humped at the air and moaned. Finally they turned toward each other and began exploring each others body. Obviously this was not a totally unknown experience for either of them. Moving into a 69 position they licked each other into a passionate frenzy. As their frenzy peaked two men stepped up to them. Gently pulling them apart they lead the panting, dazed women out of the light into horse stalls. The groans and moans added to the horny feelings of the group. The shouts of passion as they came repeatedly rang throughout the barn. bikers.2 When the women had left the lighted area the lights had gone out. In the semi-darkness the remaining couples had begun fondling each other. Some women found themselves the center of attention between two or more men. Groups were everywhere. Here a woman was being sandwiched, humping back and forth to get the most from both filled holes. There a woman was on top of a guy with her cunt filled. Others filled her mouth and ass. Everybody was similarly occupied. In time, initial passion spent, the leader called another meeting. "You all seem like pretty nice folks. We'd like to have you join our little group. Now normally, we'd be real offended if someone refused our offer but these are unusual circumstances and we won't insist. Whether you join or not you will pay for the damages to the bar before you leave and those two over there have to finish entertaining. What do you say?" The guys got real excited at the prospect. This was their chance to join a real gang. The gals were a little nervous, but they looked at the guys in the gang, remembered the fun they'd just had and decided that, here was a chance for some real hard core sex and variety. "What do we have to do if we decide we'd like to join?" "Well the gals will have to fuck. You guys will have to satisfy one of our gals. After that you'll have to be on call if we need help with a problem, like today. Dues are flexible. Meetings are optional and always end in a party." "What do you mean, the gals have to fuck?" "Man can't you control your woman. Bitch, if your old man joins then you are available to any gang member he says but only when he says. If you decide to change men they will have to decide one way or another if you can. If you want to join in your own right and fuck only who you say, than you'll have to fight for that right. If you lose, you belong to everybody for any use at anytime. When your old man joins, all members try you out so that they know what's there. Generally it's the unknown that causes trouble. Every time we've allowed an exception it's caused trouble. If your old man can whip all of us than you can be an exception. Otherwise forget it. But after all it's his choice not yours." "Well guys, who's in?" He pointed to each of the men in turn. The two men who's women were being noisily serviced in the stalls both said, "Yes". Two of the others looked at their women and said yes when the women nodded. The last man looked at his gal who shook her head, NO. He turned to the leader and said, "If I say yes, what happens to Shirley. She doesn't want to join." "If she's your wife, she joins anyway. If she's a girl friend and you're tired of her, we'll just let her service who ever wants her, kick her out of the barn and she's on her own. If you're not tired of her, we'll see if she would like to change her mind. Of course, she can fight to join or refuse in her own right." "Well I want in and she is my wife. I do want to stay married to her. What if she goes to the cops.?" "She won't have any witnesses. She won't live to be at a trial. She will not live to file for divorce unless you agree. She will be a loving and attentive wife." The leader said this quietly and with such a calm, self assured voice that there was no doubt in any one's mind of the truth of his statement. "I'm my own person. Who do I have to fight to prove it?" She was impressive standing there with her hands on her hips defying the world. Her long black hair went down to her full hips. The blouse was filled by her large breasts. The body looked firm and well muscled in a purely feminine way. "Why you have to whip any two of the gals already in the gang. You even get to pick them. If they lose then they are punished. If you lose then you are punished. After the punishment the loser or losers are available to anyone for anything. Sure you want to fight?" "Yes" Shirley stood there defiantly. "Well good. We haven't had a good girl fight in a long time. Ok gals. Line up over here. Remember what happens if you lose." "Which ones do you think you can whip?" "I can whip that short black gal and that skinny brunette." "I think you made a mistake. But, good luck. The sexy short black gal is Diana and the thin brunette is Trixie. Fiona, bring the whips." "WHIPS?" "Oh, did I forget to tell you. Girl fights are usually with weapons. We don't encourage our gals to fight but when they do we insist that they be serious fights. I did ask you which ones you thought you could whip." Fiona handed each of the gals a long whip. Shirley blanched when both of her opponents handled the whips easily. A whip cracked and the crowd rapidly moved away from the area. The gals started circling each other. Almost immediately Shirley found herself backing up to keep from being put between her two opponents. A whip snaked out and her calf stung. She yelped and tried to swing her whip at her tormenter. When her ineptitude became obvious the two gals closed in. Shirley writhed as the whips nipped at her arms and legs. She dropped the whip and turned to run. The two rapid whip cuts at her butt caused her to jump, stumble and fall to the floor. As blows continued to rain upon her body she screamed begging them to stop. The blows stopped and she lay there sobbing. She felt her arms seized and she was dragged across the room. There she was bent over a large barrel. Her hands and feet were tied to rings in the floor. Her clothes were cut off her body. She was spread wide open for them to see. She looked back to see the Diana approach her with a paddle. The blow when it landed sounded like a shot from a cannon. Her loud scream followed. A second blow was delivered by Trixie. One at a time each gang woman approached and delivered a blow. When they finished her butt was bright red and black and blue areas were seen beginning to form. The ropes tieing her down were cut and she was lead to a milking stall. Forced to her hands and knees her head was put through the retaining bar. When she tried to lay down a short stool was put under her stomach. She felt hands fondling her breasts as they hung down. Looking down she saw her tits being washed. Then a strange apparatus was lowered. Tubes were fastened to two bra cup shaped devices. These were placed on her breasts. A click was heard. She jumped as the cups fastened themselves to her tits. She felt the cups sort of pull and then relax. "Migod, they're trying to milk me." She felt her legs being pulled apart and someone grabbed her hair. She felt her head being pulled up and a thick, hard dick pushed into her cunt. She looked up at a long, hard, black dick right before her face. "Cunt, you just open that mouth and start sucking like that machine on your tits. Me and my friend back there get you first seeing's how our gals whipped you." She yelled when the dick behind her slid home and her tender butt was pounded as he fucked. Her yells became gurgles as the stiff dick filled her mouth. She gagged and shook her head. The dick was removed. He slapped her hard, twice. She sucked hungrily when the big hard dick returned to her mouth. Her hips gyrated when her tender butt was slapped. Her head and hips bobbed and twirled as she tried to end the torture. Gradually her feelings of pain and mounting passion blended. She sucked and fucked. Suddenly she felt the dicks deep inside her twitch and cum spurted onto her cunt and mouth. The dicks pulled out of her. Immediately another stuffed her mouth. She felt hands on her butt. A big hard dick pushed against her asshole. She groaned as the head pushed within her nether ring. She was stuffed. She tried to relax and let the intruder in. It stretched her. It seemed to enter forever. Finally, she felt the balls bang against her still tender cheeks. A double pounding began as she was face and ass fucked. She was just a thing. A cum receptacle, something to be fucked. Cum spurted into her mouth. Some escaped and ran down her chin. Her asshole stung as the cum filled her butt. Once again the dicks left only to be replaced. The dicks blended into a continuous stream of stuffed feelings and cum. One after another she was filled and fucked. Every once and awhile there'd be a pause and a paddle would smack across her butt. She was so tired she'd just grunt. Sweat poured off her. When Shirley had been dragged off to her stall. Her husband had found himself confronted by the tall dancer. She pressed her body against him, cupped his crotch. "You're mine," she said. They practically lunged at each other, passions aflame. Ripping their clothes off they hugged and kissed and stroked each other's body. She massaged his turgid penis while he cupped her breasts. Sinking to the floor they became entwined. He tasted her sweet loins as she engulfed him with her mouth. This was much too sweet to last. Rotating, he sunk his root deep inside her. Her moist warm cavern hugged him close. They started slowly but the passion mounted so fast that they pounded each other as their hips met. The explosion of cum and pussy juice seemed volcanic. Exhausted they lay in each other's arms. The leader, standing beside them smiled. "I knew she'd be the best one. After that he'll be glad to stay a member. I'm looking forward to training that wife of his." bikers.3 When the fight had ended the leader turned to the two remaining men and their women. "Well folks it's time for you folks to be initiated. Now you all are real volunteers so we'll let you guys get started." Turning to the gang women, he asked, "Which of you gals want to try them out?" The two guys smiled as a gorgeous, tall black gal and a foxy little oriental strode toward them. They didn't even look back at their women as they were led off to two stalls. The gals looked about themselves nervously as the men remaining moved closer to them. "Just a minute now guys. Let's get organized. How would you gals like to start this little train ride? Tell you what. Just come over here to these rooms. There's a nice bed in each one. Also a shower to clean up with. We'll have a little contest. There's a chalk board and a light right outside each door. When you're ready for a new guy just turn on the light. When you finish with one just make a mark on the chalk board for each time a guy comes. The one who services the most will be made a member in her own name. Equal footing with her old man. The other one will get a paddling. One stroke from each of the new members. Except Shirley." "Grace, you take this stall. Allison, you take this one." Grace was a petite brunette. She had a delectable innocent but smoldering look to her that fired one's imagination. She moved into the room, taking off all her clothes. Moving to the bed she flipped on the door light. It went off as a large black man entered. He was already naked. His half hard dick swung with each step he took toward her. She reached out, taking his dick in her hand. A few firm strokes and it reached full rigidity. She backed to the bed. Falling to her back she spread her legs wide to receive the spear. It plunged deep within her. Her legs snapped around him and she milked his dick with her hips and cunt. He rotated his hips stretching the walls of her cunt in every direction possible. Her cunt filled with juice. He began pounding her. She fastened her mouth on his and her hips rotated faster and faster. He strained to hold onto this wonderful feeling but it was too much. His cum splashed into her. He'd be back. When his softening dick popped out of her sopping cunt he rose and left the room. Grace sighed with pleasure. Rising she went to the shower and quickly rinsed her body and cunt. Making one mark on her board she noticed with shock that Allison had two marks on her board. Allison was a short, slightly chunky black gal. She had very large breasts. Her best and most sensitive feature was a butt made in heaven and she knew it. She loved to be cornholed. Her cunt and mouth were both like vacuum cleaners. Many men were very pleasantly surprised when this easily overlooked gal got her hands on them. Allison peeled off her clothes. Turning on the light she walked up to the biker that entered. Turning, she bent over presenting him her ass. "Hey, big boy. Shove that big white dick of yours up this tight black ass. I want you to fuck me fast, deep and hard." The pants hit the deck. The white strong hands grabbed the cheeks and the white dick shoved up into the steamy black cavern. They both groaned. She milked him with her ass. "Fuck me", she yelled. The cum splashed. He was still hard and he kept moving. It was much smoother now that she was lubricated with cum. Reaching down she stroked her clit and then his balls. With a huge groan he came again, adding to the load in her butt. Done for awhile he left. She wiped off the cum running down her leg and on her butt, leaving the load inside. Moving to the door she made two chalk marks. Grabbing the guy standing there she dragged him inside. Dropping to her knees she fished out the hardening cock and sucked it. It rapidly hardened. Standing she turned and presented her ass to him. "Get that dick up my butt." He lunged forward burying it to the hilt in her well lubricated asshole. He came within moments. When his dick pulled out she whirled and quickly sucked another cum out of him. The word was getting around. When he got to the door there was a line already. She looked out and yelled, "You three guys get in here. I'm horny and need a full set of dick to take the edge off. You, big guy, lay down there I'm going to ride you to ecstasy. You other two take your pick of ass or mouth and let's get this show on the road." The big guy laid down and she straddled him. Lowering her tight cunt over his dick she rotated her hips to bury it deep and get him harder. Her cunt milked the dick. She pressed her very large breasts to his chest. Reaching up she guided one dick into her mouth as the third dick pressed into her asshole. Her holes milked the dicks within her. They started moving together, faster and faster culminating in an orgasmic explosion. The three men moved slowly out of the room. She added three more marks to her score. After a quick shower she began to fuck her way through the gang. When the score was tallied, it was no contest. Grace groaned as her arms were seized. Her hands were tied together and she was taken over to a hook hanging from the ceiling. As she stood there with her hands stretched high over her head her she shivered in fear. "There will be delay. Most of the gals are still busy. Allison here will be first. So just hang around here and if someone wants a little service you can take care of them while you're waiting." Allison picked up the paddle. She gently tapped Grace on the ass to get her aim. Her arms swung back and then shot forward. The pop of the paddle was easily heard above all the moans and groans of passion. Grace groaned as the pain radiated through her body. "Well, Grace. It's nice to see you just hanging around. How about a little ass?" With that comment the man moved behind her. Prying her butt cheeks apart he gave her a jackhammer ass fucking that left her rattled, breathless and a bit sore in the asshole. bikers.4 After their dance blonde Elaine and the redhead Jane had been led to hay filled stalls by the men they had danced with at the bar. Earl took Elaine and Dwayne took Jane. As they walked to the stalls the men pointed to, the women had looked the guys over. The large bulges in their jeans looked interesting now that they had no choice. Earl was a thin tall man with very large hands. Dwayne was a short bull like man with long thin hands. It looked like their hands were on the wrong person. Earl held Elaine's hand firmly and guided her into the stall. Turning him to face her, he began taking his clothes off. As he dropped his trousers, Elaine gasped. His dick was tall and thin also. It was easily the longest dick she'd ever seen. "Oh, no", she groaned. Earl guided her hand to his dick as her took her in his arms and kissed her. His hands stroked her back and butt as she fondled his dick. "We have all night", he murmured. "We'll start with ladies choice. I'm going to use your cunt, ass and mouth. Which would you like first?" After a short discussion that made it plain that all three holes were to be used, Elaine decided that she wanted it in the mouth first, then the cunt and last the ass. That sounded the most sanitary. Besides she'd never been fucked in the ass before and hoped that he'd been worn out before that happened. Earl sat down on a bench at the side of the stall and motioned Elaine over to him. Standing in front of him she bent over and kissed him. He took her firm ripe breasts in his hands as they dangled before him. Massaging them he leaned forward and stroked them with his tongue. One hand stole between her legs and the fingers sought her moist hot hole. As the thumb stroked her clit the fingers played with her cunt lips and went inside her. The moisture gushed onto his fingers and a deep sigh was pulled from her. She sank to her knees pulling the fingers out of her. Her red moist lips went over his dick as the tongue stroked it setting his nerves on fire. Like a vacuum cleaner she pulled the cum from deep inside him. The fluid spilled over her tongue and dripped down her chin as it escaped from her mouth. She continued to massage the dick with her mouth. Slowly it hardened. Taking his hands she pulled him to his feet. As she backed up to the straw pile in the stall she fell backwards into it. As he fell with her, her legs parted and she guided him into her waiting pussy. It was warm, moist and tight. They paused before they both started moving together. Milking him and pulling him deep within her it wasn't long before they both groaned and came. He rolled off her and lay quietly beside her as they both rested. Somebody brought them a drink. They were too dazed to know who. They drank. The moisture was welcome. They lay in each other's arms. She rested her head on his shoulder and stroked the flaccid dick. He stroked her neck, fondled her breasts and fingered her sensitive pussy. She felt his dick rise. "Oops, that's not what I had in mind," she said starting to rise. "You are one sexy gal but a promise is a promise and I did promise you everything." He grabbed her as she started to struggle. "If you fight me I'll have to hurt you or call the others over. If they come over, you'll get it from all of them." She stopped and allowed herself to be moved onto her hands and knees. "Please, don't do this?" "That ass is just to good to pass up. Who knows, you may find it enjoyable when you get used to it. This won't be the last time you get cornholed." As he said this he dampened his fingers in her pussy. Then they lubricated her brown hole. She jumped as his dick pushed against the small crinkled opening but his hands on her waist held her tight. She groaned as the long dick pushed through her tight hole and deep into her body. She panted as he stopped to let her adjust. Slowly the pain ebbed. His fingers stroked her tender pussy and clit. She felt her passion rise and the stuffed feeling in her butt seemed to go away. "Wow!" she exclaimed as he started to move his hips. She groaned as he went deep inside her and sighed as the dick was pulled back until just the head was inside her. She started to move with him to pull him deeper inside her. Faster and faster she went as the heat in her body built up. Finally she slammed back against him as he pulled himself deep within her. She came! Lights seemed to go off in her head as his dick jerked inside her bowels and he came. She slid forward onto her belly with his dick still buried deep within her. He pulled out of her with a pop and wiped his dick on her ass. As she drifted in and out her mind kept replaying the episode. "This has got to happen again," she thought. "I've never known sex could be so great." Dwayne put Jane's hands on his shoulders and took his clothes off. When she tried to move her hands he seized her strawberry colored nipples and squeezed them until she put her hands back. When he stepped out of his pants and drawers she looked down. "Wow, what an instrument", she thought. It wasn't the longest she'd ever seen but it was well above average and it looked as thick as her wrist. Dwayne put Jane's hands on his waist. "Kneel", he said. "You know what to do." As she knelt in the straw she felt his hands stroke her hair and fondle her ears. Tentatively she licked his dick causing it to lengthen and rise. She moistened her lips and took the knob into her wet warm mouth. It continued to lengthen and get even wider as she sucked. Her mouth slid up and down it like a candy cane. Her breathing became faster and the moisture seeped from her pussy. He put his hands behind her head and guided the rod deeper into her throat. Faster and faster they moved. Her hands sought out her clit and she stroked it as her passion mounted. The dick was jammed deep in her mouth as the cum shot out filling the cavity. Eagerly she swallowed it all as she also came violently. Seizing his hips she continued to suckle as the dick softened. Each drop of cum was savored as she sucked it out. Taking her hands, Dwayne looped rope around her wrists. Looking up Jane saw that the rope was hanging from a block over the stall. Dwayne moved to the side. Taking a rope in his hands he began to pull. Jane's hands rose over her head and she was forced to stand on tiptoe before he stopped pulling on the rope. As she asked him what he was going to do he put a bright red ball on a leather thong into her mouth tying it behind her head. She could easily breath thought the hole in the ball but she couldn't talk. She did groan as he moved a sawhorse over to her. Tying her feet to the ends of the top of the sawhorse put all her weight on her wrists and spread her wide open. Dwayne moved a rocking chair under her butt, sat down in it and slowly let some of the rope out. Her butt lowered toward his lap and the thick dick that was rising there. She lurched when the fat object began to push at her asshole but she couldn't hold herself off it. Slowly the pressure became greater and she groaned louder. Just when she felt she had to scream the thick pole snapped inside her tight nether passageway. She squirmed and wiggled but it was deeply inside her and she couldn't get away. Dwayne tied the rope to an eyebolt in the floor and began to rock the chair. His hands fondled her breasts, tickled her clit and moved her body to match the rocking of the chair. The passion rose as her body reacted to the feelings. The pain had left her ass and only the growing need to cum consumed her. The gag was removed. She didn't care. She groaned as the dick went deep within her and panted as it withdrew. The fingers on her clit brought her to the edge of cumming but wouldn't give her the release she needed. "Hurt me!" she yelled. "Squeeze my tits. I need it. Please!", she begged. He grabbed her breasts. Squeezing and pulling them he rammed his dick deep inside her. Repeatedly he pulled and squeezed. Frantically she moved in his lap milking his dick. She screamed, "I'm cumming." Her ass tightened on his dick as the cum splashed inside her. Passing out, she sagged onto his lap, the dick deep inside her softening. He lowered her wrists, untied her, picked her up and placed her on the straw. She had moaned softly when the dick popped out of her ass. The cum dripped from the reddened hole as it shrunk tight again. She felt herself being moved to her hands and knees. A dick entered her pussy as another pushed into her ass. Her eyes snapped open as her hair was pulled back and another dick entered her mouth. She sucked eagerly and she was buffeted back and forth. The hot long poles in her openings stroked her into fire. One of her hands reached back and fondled the balls of the prick stuffing her ass. The other hand fondled the balls hitting her chin as the dick in her mouth disappeared down her throat. All too soon she felt the gush of cum into her milking pussy, the burn as cum entered her ass and the splash as her tongue received the third load. She came, shaking violently. The cum hit her hard and she passed out as the dicks were pulled out of her. She curled up on the straw and slept. Shirley was tired. Her long black hair was twisted and matted. Cum was all over her and she stumbled carrying the drink tray around the room. When she handed the drinks to the people they would fondle her body. The first time she'd tried to fight it. The paddling had shown her the futility. She tried to ignore the hands. The men were bad enough they just stroked her breasts and patted her butt. The women were worse. They'd pat her breasts, pinch her butt and put their fingers up her cunt. They also looked at her funny and it scared her. "Oh, oh," she thought as two women came up to her on each side. They took her tray and put it on a table. Each one took an arm and led her to a shower stall. Standing her in the middle they turned on the cold water. Then they washed her. From head to toe, they washed her. Her pussy, mouth and ass were cleaned out. Taking her back into the other room, they announced that Shirley was ready for the girls. The blonde Elaine was brought to her. Elaine was told to lay down in front of her and spread her legs. When she did this, Shirley was told to clean her cunt and her face was pushed to Elaine's pussy. Too tired to fight, Shirley used her tongue to lick the pussy lips clean. Elaine's eyes got big. She tried to move away but the women held her there. Her groans and moans got louder as her cunt was licked clean inside and out. Finally she grabbed Shirley's head jamming her cunt against her lips as her head flipped back and she yelled. Her juice flowed into Shirley's mouth and smeared her face. She jumped as she felt fingers playing with her own cunt and clit. Elaine was dragged away and Jane appeared spread before her. Once again her face was pressed into the sloppy slit and she began to clean it. But now she noticed the taste she noticed the heat being drawn from her pussy by knowing fingers. Hands massaged her breasts as they dangled beneath her. When Jane grabbed her head she pressed her tongue deeper into her and groaned when the hot box was taken from her. From then on she continued to clean each cunt presented to her, each time becoming more aroused until she thought she'd scream. But each pussy was removed just before she could reach her own release. Her arms were seized and she was brought to her feet. She looked around and noticed that she'd cleaned every pussy there and she wanted more. Turning to the woman at her side she pleaded, "Help me, please! I'm so horny." "What do you want?" "I want to cum. Please help me." One of the men started toward her but she grabbed the woman's arm and begged, "You, please help me?" The woman pulled her to the floor. She rotated her body on top of her with her cunt over Shirley's mouth. She spread Shirley's legs and pried her cunt open. As her lips closed over Shirley's swollen clit she lowered her cunt to Shirley's eager mouth. Shirley bucked as her cunt was expertly swabbed. Her lips fastened to the cunt over her and she cleaned it of the juices spilling from it. She licked and sucked the clit. Both women came and came and came. bikers.5 The week had gone by slowly. Shirley had been expecting something to happen but had no idea what. She and her husband had been sort of avoiding any discussion of what had happened with the bikers. Her husband seemed embarrassed. She remembered what the gang leader, Frank had said and had no wish to test his word. Each night she and her husband had sex but it seemed very routine. The spark that they'd had earlier was gone. Her needs were not being met. When she thought back to the bikers she became very excited. Twice she'd gone into the bathroom and masturbated. Frank had been such a strong willed person. She felt her loins moisten at each thought of him. The sound of the lawn mower stopped. She heard the rumble of a couple of biker hogs. She ran to the window and looked out. Her husband was talking to Frank. A second motorcycle had two gals riding it. They laughed when her husband said something to them. She saw her husband shake hands with Frank. Then the four of them walked toward the house. She got very nervous when one gal patted her husband's ass and he just smiled at her. Shirley turned as they entered the front door. "Shirley, you're coming with me," Frank said. She stood there gaping. Frank strode up to her, took her by the arm and led her unresisting body out to his bike. Mounting the bike he motioned for her to get up behind him. She hiked up her skirt, swung her leg over the seat and put her feet on the foot pegs. She looked back at the house and say her husband disappear inside with the two gals draped over him. When the bike engine roared to life she felt the vibration in her legs and hips. When it started rolling she grabbed Frank around the waist. Frank patted her firm legs. Her skirt blew up to her waist as the wind whipped by her. The smell of leather, the wind through her hair and the deep vibrations from the bike excited her senses. Her mood lightened. The cares of the world seemed to drop from her shoulders. She felt so free. The bike roared out of town and up into the wooded hills. The ride was breath taking. The winding road, trees and farmhouses were beautiful. The bike turned up a dirt road in a heavily wooded area. Winding through the trees it pulled into the yard of a neat little cabin. There were two other bikes in the yard. The sound of music and laughter came from the cabin. Frank motioned for her to go up the steps to the cabin porch. At the door he told her to put her hands behind her head. When she did that he took a short piece of rope. He looped it around her throat and tied each end to a wrist. Her large breasts pushed out against the tight blouse. Opening the door he pushed her into the cabin. Shirley stumbled into the cabin's living room. She saw the kitchen nook off to one side. Three open doors indicated bedrooms. Two guys longed on the davenport watching television. "Dave! John! Here she is. She'll be with us for two days" Shirley stood quietly as the two men rose and approached her. Dave was a well muscled black man. His large arms and chest bulged in his tight T-shirt. John was a huge white guy. Glancing at their crotches, Shirley blushed at the large bulges and what they could mean for her. John stopped in front of her and Dave moved behind her. She squirmed trying to watch them both. Dave seized her hips and held her steady as John slowly reached out and began to unbutton her blouse. As each button was opened the blouse gaped further open as the bra covered breasts pushed their way into the open. He pulled the bottom of the blouse out of her skirt. She stood there with her head down. She saw his hands pull a knife from his pocket. With a deft flick of his wrist he opened the knife. She broke into a cold sweat as the sharp blade moved toward her tender skin. Two quick tugs and her shoulder straps were cut. One swift sawing motion and the bra cups were cut apart. The remains of the bra dropped to the floor. Her chest heaved with relief as the knife was returned to his pocket. Her beautiful tits bobbed with each breath. "Very nice tits there Missy. They're much too nice to hide. You will not wear a bra unless one of the gang tells you to. Understand?" Shirley nodded her head. John took her firm breasts in his hands savoring the feel of the soft skin. The aroused nipples pushed out against his palms. Her breathing deepened. She slumped slightly as her knees weakened. Dave moved against her back. His hard prick pressed against her ass. slowly he raised her skirt. The cool air moved across her hot skin. Her pussy moistened and tingled. She felt cool metal against her skin. Two tugs and her panties dropped to the floor. Dave's knees moved her legs apart. His hands went around her waist and pulled her back against his hard chest. His hands roamed down her hips and teased her clit. He ground his pants bulge against her ass. She groaned and pushed back against him. Dave kissed her neck and shoulders as John kissed her lips. Hands stroked the tender skin on her arms. It tickled and excited her. The hands moved down her sides stroking and fondling her. Hands moved to her pussy. Fingers teased her cunt and tweaked the sensitive knob. Her hips started to move in circles as her passion mounted. She wanted her hands free so she could pull the lips firmly against hers. "She's a hot one. Let's take the edge off and make her air tight. I'm horny as blazes right now." John took her elbow and guided her to a bedroom. She stood at the foot of the bed and watched in silence as the three men undressed. Their large hard pricks stood in rigid testimony to their readiness. Frank moved onto the bed. Laying back he twitched the rigid pole. John and Dave helped the still bound Shirley onto the bed and steadied her as she lowered her tight pussy onto the rock hard prick. Frank hooked his hand around her neck and pulled her down. Her breasts pressed into his chest and he kissed her. She felt her skirt raised over her jutting ass. She jerked when she felt some slippery substance being put on her asshole. Her hips twisted as a finger pushed the substance into her tight hole. Frank held her tight as she tried to rise when a huge hard dick began to push into her asshole. It popped into the tight ring and pushed the tight membranes apart. She was full. Front and back she was being stretched to the limit. After an eternity she felt the balls bounce against her ass. He was in all the way. The two men started moving in unison. She felt their rods rubbing against each other within her hot body. The bed moved. She felt her hair seized. Her head was forced up. Their right in front of her bobbed another rigid cock. There was no question of what was wanted. As she opened her mouth she saw a drop of clear pre-cum leak from the tube. Her tongue flicked out the capture the liquid. Her head went forward and engulfed the turgid organ in it's warm moist cavern. Her body rocked as the organs in her ass and cunt rocked her body back and forth. Her head bobbed as she sucked and licked the cock in her mouth. She felt each man tense as his organ got larger. They groaned as the pricks pumped cum into her body. Her hips thrashed as her passion peaked. Temporarily drained the men let their organs soften inside her. She continued to nurse the dick in her mouth as it softened. The dick in her ass popped out of the tight hole as the dick in her cunt slid from it's wet hole. Cum ran down her chin and thighs. She sighed. That had been great sex. As good as her dreams about her first gang encounter last week. Dave helped her sit up and dismount from the bed. She stood there next to the room door. Each man fondled her well fucked cunt and heaving breasts. Each kissed her on the forehead and told her how beautiful she was and how sexy. She felt kind of silly but the heart felt compliments really made here feel special and appreciated. It had been a long time since anyone had said such nice things. Frank was the last to leave. He untied her hands and removed the rope from her neck. "Take a bath and have a nap. We'll get you up in a few hours. You will make supper for us. Then we will satisfy each other's needs." Shirley took a long hot bubble bath in the large bath tub. Her muscles relaxed and the ache left her arms. The perfumed soap bubbles smelt so good. She soaked in luxury. As she washed her body she couldn't resist fondling her tender pussy and sensitive ass hole. Easing fingers into each hole she closed her eyes and relived the passion she had felt earlier. She had never imagined that being helpless with three passionate men could be so exciting. She dozed as the water slowly cooled. Drying her body with the very large fluffy towel warmed her skin and made it tingle. She slipped between the red satin sheets. It was so soft and cool on her tender skin. She feel asleep immediately. In her dreams she relived the experiences and then her mind wandered in fantasy with her a milling sex slave for the entire gang. When she jerked awake she had just began a dream of her licking a woman's pussy while Frank fucked deep into her pussy from behind her. She opened her eyes to see Frank bending over her shaking her shoulder. "It's time to get up. You'll find your outfit hanging over the chair. Food is in the refrigerator. Cook up five of the steaks. We'll also have baked potatoes with butter and ice cream is in the freezer for desert. Call us when everything is ready." Shirley stretched and kicked the covers off. She stroked her pussy and ass amazed that they seemed just as tight as before they were used earlier. She felt her pussy moisten at the thought. Shaking off the feeling she rolled out of the bed and strode over to the rather strange looking outfit hanging on the hook. The high heels on the floor under the outfit had very high heels. The net like outfit fit tightly over her body. It was a black mesh netlike material. It left her head and arms uncovered. The crotch was open. She had no panties or bra to wear under it. Her hard nipples jutted through the mesh. It was very snug but not uncomfortable. The men whistled as she entered the living room. Frank showed her the kitchen, refrigerator and how to work the stove. She had no trouble getting the meal ready. The men set four places at the table. When the food was ready she fixed five plates of food and took it to the table. Everyone sat down and ate. The only noises were the sounds of food being eaten. Shirley served desert to each man one at a time. As she put the ice cream in front of him on the table each man ran his hands over her breasts and pussy. She blushed each time and squirmed as their fingers found her most sensitive areas. Her pussy was sopping wet by the time she sat down with her own ice cream. As they ate ice cream each man described some fantasy that involved her. When she started to say something she was told to be quiet. She'd get a chance to talk later. She listened in fascinated silence as they discussed various ways of tying her up, spanking her and how much they had enjoyed her tight holes. She shuddered when they mentioned the paddle and riding crop. Self consciously she rubbed her tits and her ass tingled at the memory of those instruments. "Well, Shirley. What fantasies do you have? We will allow you first option and then you will be ours." "I'm not to sure. This is all new to me. So far I've sort of enjoyed everything except the paddle. I don't really understand. I've never even considered these things before. I'd like to be the boss and dominate a man and woman." "You picked a hard one. We won't be able to do that tonight but you will get to do it soon. I'm sure we'll have some new members within a few weeks. We'll let you initiate them. If you don't have any other choices right now we'll play poker for game choice. While we're playing you will wash the dishes and then come back to spice up the game. Draw poker with $20 table stakes." The men got out the poker chips dealt the cards and began playing. Shirley had cleared the table and washed the dishes. Frank came in and got a beer from the refrigerator. He put the cold can against her butt and laughed when she jumped, almost dropping a plate. He hugged her, fondling her tits and kissed her before returning to the game. The dishes done, Shirley went back into the room. Dave seemed to have most of the chips. John seemed to have the next largest group and Frank seemed about out of the game. Frank motioned her over to him. He whispered in her ear. She blushed but went to the open side of the table. She dropped to her knees and crawled under the table. Going to John she unzipped his pants. Taking out the flaccid penis she blew on it and fondled his dick. As it hardened she took it into her mouth. His voice wavered as his dick hardened. Losing three large pots in rapid succession he came as his last chip disappeared into Frank's pile. She lapped up the cream. Dave had been fascinated by watching John's facial expressions and lost his remaining chips on the next hand. "Winner's choice. OK. Shirley, go get the riding crop next to the door." "Oh, no Frank. Not that. I've been good there's no reason to be mean to me. Please, not that." "Now Shirley you trot right over there and get that crop or I'll make you get the paddle also." Slowly Shirley walked to the door and took down the crop. Turning, with tears running down her cheeks she walked back to Frank and handed him the crop. She winced as he struck his hand with it. Frank stood and circled Shirley. Taking out a pair of scissors he cut holes in the mesh where her tits were. The material parted as her breasts pushed out into the air. Her breasts began to swell as the blood flowed into the breast and couldn't flow out. They became red and the skin taut. She jumped as he snapped the firm globe with his fingers. He pulled her to the table and bent her back down on the table top. The crop raised over his head and moved down striking her breasts. She screamed and a red line appeared on the tits. John moved to her crotch and pushed his hard dick into her pussy. The crop came down again. Her pussy milked his dick as the pain shot through her body. "Man that is some snapping pussy. It feels like she's eating my dick with that cunt." The strokes continued until his dick exploded inside her. As he pulled out she sobbed. Dave moved into position. His dick moved onto her cunt. Her pussy spasmed as he massaged the tender whipped titty flesh. Her hips humped and writhed as the pain and passion blended. She screamed as she came. As the passion subsided, Dave left her. Frank pulled her onto the davenport and she cuddled in his lap. He held her and kissed her. She licked the red marks on her breasts and she stroked his dick. Sighing she moved her cunt over his dick and took it deep inside her. She rode him twirling her hips wildly as her passion climbed. The crop struck her ass. She yelled and her cunt spasmed violently milking his dick. Two more strokes and they came violently, yelling in their passion. His cum flooded her cunt. She sagged into his arms. His dick came out of her pussy. He picked her up and carried her into her bed. Pulling the sheets over her he left and she slept. As she woke she felt herself being rolled onto her stomach. Her hips were pulled up and a hard dick entered her even as she woke. The hands grabbed her tits and held her too him as his hips rocked the dick inside her pussy. He came flooding her cunt. Pulling out her rolled her over and pulled her mouth over his dick. She sucked him clean. he slapped her ass. "Go next door and wake up the other guys. They'll probably want some morning service also. Then we'll have breakfast and a little play time." Shirley started to put on a robe but Frank stopped her. "I'm sure you won't need that today." She went into the adjoining room. The Dave was there asleep. When she woke him he rolled onto his back and pointed at his rigid cock. She took it into her mouth and sucked it hard. Dave seized her and rolled her onto her back on the bed. There he pushed her legs high in the air and delivered a violent jack hammer fuck that shook her whole body. Her clit, already tender, exploded. Her pussy milked the dick until the cum spurted. After a brief pause to gather his breath, Dave rolled off her, pulled her to her feet and sent her out of the room with a sharp spank on the ass. She was met at the door to the last room. John pushed her to her knees and filled her mouth with hard cock. She sucked and licked. The dick hardened. John seized her head forcing the dick deep into her throat. Her gagging reflex made his dick spew forth it's load which she eagerly gulped down. John rolled her onto her hands and knees and buried his dick deep in her ass. A few strokes in the tight hole and he was rock hard again. Several more pounding strokes and his dick spurted again. She sank down on her stomach and lay their. Cum leaked from her ass and cunt. A sharp spank on the ass brought her alert. She jumped up. Another sharp smack on the butt sent her out of the room. Frank was there. Grabbing her he twirled her around and tied her hands behind her back. Frank took her out on the porch. There he took down the paddle and gently tapped her ass. "You will be given a 10 minute head start. Then we will start after you. If we catch you within half and hour you will be hung up and spanked with this paddle. If you manage to keep away from us for half an hour you will not be spanked." "You'd better get going. The clock has started." Frank helped her down the steps. A sharp rap from the paddle started her running toward the woods. She knew it would be a good game with many more to follow.