Message-ID: <6654eli$9803042043@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
From: "Sam-Hammer@usa.net" <sam-hammer@usa.net>
Subject: *NEW*Carol Brazil vs The Rape Gang--Ch.17
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d
Reply-To: sam-hammer@usa.net
Mime-Version: 1.0
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit
Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; name="cb17.txt"
Content-Disposition: inline; filename="cb17.txt"
Path: qz!not-for-mail
Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam
Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Original-Message-ID: <34FCD263.147E@usa.net>




******************************************
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN - Share and Share alike.
******************************************

   Carol entered the classroom and locked the door behind her.  Turning
she was surprised to see Mr. Rodson wasn't alone.  "Oh sorry, sir.  I can
come back another time."
   
   Vince Rodson waved his hand, "No no, it's alright.  I see you recognize
my brother, Victor.  Vic is the senior adminstrator of the school districts
computer system."

   Carol nodded. "Um, Pleased to meet you sir."  She wasn't sure she liked
the way his brother was eyeing her.

   Vince drummed his fingers on his desk as his brother came around to sit
on the edge.  "Come closer Carol."

   The small girl stepped until she was just out of arms reach.  Vic snorted
"Heh, obiedient isn't she?"

   Carol shot him a nasty look.  "Sir, I think I better be going."

   Vince raised his hand again.  "Now now, Carol, I apologize for my brother
here.  He's just a bit anxious to meet you.  You see, he knows all about
out little detention session and has a deal for you."

   Carol lowered her books and set them on a desk behind her.  She squinted
her eyes.  "What kind of deal?"

   Vic broke in.  "I can guarantee all of your grades for the rest of your
time here, if you let me help Vince tutor you."

    Not being able to help herself, her eyes drifted down and she could
make out the man's penis throbbing in the thin fabric of his pants.  "No..
no, I don't think so.  I can make it on my brains."

   Vic turned nasty.  "You little whore...you put out for Vince, you'll
put out for me!"

   Carol stamped her foot.  "I am not a whore!  I like him...I don't like
you....Asshole."

   Vince Rodson remained calm.  "But don't you love your boyfriend?  Bubba
Larren?  He is barely passing Miss Brazil.  This would be insurance for
his future.  Do it for him."

   The little gymnast loved her big lug.  She wanted to help whenever she
could.  "I...I don't know...I"

   Rodson smiled at his brother and then at Carol.  She was fiesty but
so inexperienced when it came to dealing with adults.   "There's one other
thing you didn't know.  Your boyfriend is retaking a test he failed in just 
a few periods.  Just think what your ...cooperation would do for him."

   'Dammit'  Bubba didn't tell me he was failing this class too!  I could've
helped him.'  Carol made up her mind. "O...Okay, but that means Bubba 
passes everything too!  He never has to study a single day from now on!"

   The two brothers looked at each other and nodded.  Vince smiled "Agreed."

   "Agreed.  What do you want me to do first.  And hurry up because I have
a class after this one."

   Vic Rodson was the older of the two brothers, he loved torturing his
brother with his tales of conquests.  So after what happened the day before,
He couldn't wait to spill his lurid tale.  It didn't take much pressuring
for him to convince his brother to share his little gift.

   And what a little gift.  Victor had watched the olympics and any other
coverage of the gymnastics circuit.  He had seen Carol perched up high on
the balance beam, her perfect body showing its charm to the world.  Now he
was so close.  He was going to love this and the fact that she didn't like
him seemed to make it even better.  "You can start by removing the jacket.
It's too big for you anyway."

   Carol took off the jacket.  She wanted it off as not to taint herself
further.  "I suppose you want me to strip."

    "Yeah and hurry it up.  I want you chokin' on my cock in ten seconds."

    Carol hated him and was grateful when Vince Rodson shook his head from 
side to side.  "No, come here first."  With a small smile Carol obeyed 
sitting in her teachers lap.   The choosy champion actually put one of her
arms around the older mans neck.

    The balding teacher grinned up at his brother, his hands going to the
little girls blouse.  Gingerly he unbuttoned her blouse and slipped a hand
inside finding and squeezing her soft breasts through her bra.  Finally
slipping his hand inside the lacy cup and thumbing her nipple till it 
hardened.  He grinned at his brother.  "You should show some respect to
Miss Brazil here.  A little kindness goes a long long way."

   The small girl shivered as she felt her teacher calmly turned her on.
Carol could feel the lump under her thigh and knew her teacher was ready to
use her.  She shifted her weight so she could palm the bulge her teacher
presented.  The teenager took her time feeling the bulge loving the way it
filled her palm.  She tried to keep her voice to a whisper.  "Mr. Rodson,
I'll do whatever you want, but send him away...PLEASE!"

   Vince Rodson was already feeling the his balls readying for discharge.
He had to do something to hold off.  "Carol, are you sure?  Why don't you
look at my brother.  Perhaps he has something to offer."

   Reluctantly, she turned and froze at what she saw.   Victor Rodson had
enjoyed watching his brother grope the youngster and found he couldn't wait
till the small girl was his.  He had unzipped and pulled his wang out, his 
cock bobbing up and down at the sight of perfect teen beauty.    

    The teen champion swallowed and blurted out the words before she could
stop herself.  "Geez!  You're cock is fat!"  She wished she had stopped 
herself, but somewhere inside of her, it was already too late.  The sight
of cock, being groped and even the pressure of being forced into this deal
had her young juices flowing.  She didn't even notice that her teacher had
finished unbuttoning her blouse and unzipped the side of her skirt so that
it fell away easily.

   Victor eyes saw the subtle change.  The kids breathing had become quick 
and shallow, her already large eyes widening at the sight of his fat prick.
When he noticed her head nodding and saw that it was following the up and
down throbbing of his thick prong, he took action.

    "Carol come here."

    Before she could stop herself, she found herself rising from the safe
lap of her instructor and walking quickly to his brother.  "Yes sir?"  
'Dammit' she said to herself, 'what kind of a slut am I?  I don't even
like this man and I'm doing whatever he says.' She stood before him in only
her teen bra and panties, white ankle socks and black patent leather shoes.

   "Kneel!"

   Instantly she dropped her knees.  His cock hovered over her head.  
Victor saw that even on her knees the girl was too short, too small.  
Without any regard to her comfort, His pudgy hand gripped her pony tail
and lifted her up so that her knees no longer touched the floor but her
mouth was even with his fat cock.

   "SUCK!" He barely gotten the words out before Carol lunged for his thick
dong.  Rodson's rough brother gufawed.  "Damn Vince, I had no idea you had
her trained so well.  Easy there! Suck, don't choke! heh heh!"

   The schoolteacher winced himself.  He never thought that the little girl
could be so quickly dominated.  The way his older brother was using his
little sex slave was too nasty almost too hardcore.  One thing he noticed,
however, was that the little girl wasn't choking.  The teen champion was
handling his brother easily.  "Take it easy with the kid, Vic.  She's a 
champion, not one of your whores."

   Victor guffawed again.  "Look again, Vince.  This little chick of yours
really loves it."  The older brother looked down.  "Don't you slut?"

   Carol could feel her whole body blush and her being forced to nod up
and down by the man gripping her hair.  'Damn him!  I would've said "yes"
if my mouth wasn't filled with dick.'  The honeymouthed teen felt his cock
expand in her mouth and then felt unhappy as the man pulled his fat penis
from her suckling lips, but didn't let go of her hair.

   Victor cocked his head once.  "Whew, you're a damn good cocksucker.  I
bet you've had lots a practice. Now up up up!"  With that he roughly 
pulled her to her feet and forced her to the side of her teachers desk.  The
entire time he never let go of her hair.  "Climb up on your teachers desk,
slut, all fours...you know the position of submission by now."

    Carol whined and winced at the pulling of her hair.  "No...I...I don't
want to be had like this....please...don't..."

    "UP ON THE DESK NOW...SLUT."

    Once again she obeyed the older man against her will.  Carol was so
small she easily fit on his desk.  Humiliated, she spread her soft thighs
and presented her tiny ass for the hated teacher to fuck at his leisure.  
She looked at her teacher still sitting in his chair behind the desk, his 
cock fully exposed.  As much as he didn't seem to like seeing his student 
abused in this rough manner, the whole scene of watching his brother order
around the little champion had turned him on.  Carol looked in his eyes, 
hoping that he would stop what she couldn't.  Her hopes were dashed into 
bleak nothingness as she felt the fat head lodge against her tiny opening.
Her head snapped up, her eyes wide as the bull cock began thrusting into her
tiny pussy from behind.

    The way the man fucked her was ruthless.  Victor would pull back slow
and then thrust forward as hard he as could.  Carol let a out an "uhn"
with each heartless push into her little slit.   She pleaded with her 
teacher to stop his brother.

    "UHN! STop...UHN!..Him, Mister...Uhn <whine> Rodson.  Uhn!  He's too
big! Stop him MMMMMF"

    "Damn this little slut is too tight!  She's making too much noise.
Fill her mouth and shut the little tramp up!"

   Carol saw her instructors thick penis level itself with her mouth as
she was slammed forward again and again.  When she pleaded for mercy,
Carol felt a pudgy hand on her ponytail and her mouth opened automatically.
When her small mouth opened it was immediately filled with thick, fat 
manmeat.

   With all hope of rescue gone.  Carol gave in to the domination 
completely.  Once she did that, it was all over for her.   She couldn't
help wiggling her ass or licking her teachers dick.

   Sandwich between the two brothers, being slammed forward so that she 
was forced to swallow dick with each stroke, the ripples of an intense
climax washed over entire body.  "OooOOOooOhh! NoooOOOo! Cu...cumm..."

  Carol never finshed the sentence as she shook and bucked while the two
men continued fucking her, buffeting her small body back and forth.  Carol
whimpered at the way the crueler brother kept pumping her small nookie
and the slight choking of her teachers dick.  She felt embarrassed at the
ease and willingness, in the casual acceptance of her second dirty little
deal of sex for grades.  But it always gave way to the filling an immediate
need, an almost insatiable lust for men.  

  The little teen could be satisfied.  Bubba Larren had seen to that.  But
the instant her brother exposed himself to her that morning, it started all
over again.  It felt like an irresistable impulse when she visited young 
Tommy Davidson that morning, her brain, a simple cloud of lust  It didn't 
matter whether she liked them or not, she would give in.  Maybe she'd fight
a little but once she got wind of an aroused male, an exposed male she'd 
knew give in and give in quick.  

   The gym champ felt an emptiness in her cunt and a hard slap on her ass.
  "Spin around slut.  I need some more of that killer head."

   Carol lifted her head.  "Yes sir."  and spun around so that she faced 
her tormentors pudgy penis.  Vince was already entering her from behind
while his brother cruelly jerked her head by the hair.  Confused and weak
from her climax, she merely opened and closed her mouth and waited for
the rough older brother to use her mouth.

   She didn't wait long.  Once again, Her mouth was filled with cock as
her teacher took his turn behind her.  A lot gentler, he entered her warm
stretched home gasping at the way she reformed around him.  With her head
pulled back, she was forced to watch the man, she instantly hated his evil
leer and drool as he humilated the girl further.  "That's it slut, suck! 
SUCK!  You love this shit don't you? You'll be a star baby.  I'm gonna get
the rest of my friends and make a little home movie.  You'll do it won't 
you baby?  You'll let me gangbang your little ass, film it and beg me for
more won't you....slut."

   Carol this time needed no help.  Weakly she nodded her head up and down
but never stopped sucking, never stopped bobbing her head back and forth.
Carol never stopped shaking her ass and never stopped cumming.  His lewd 
words forced her over an easy orgasmic falls.  Words that injected images
of being used dominated.  Of hundreds and thousands of men all wanting her.
All wanting to use her.  Colored lights on a black canvass in her mind, 
sexual pleasure waves skim through her body.  The poor sex kitten felt 
exhausted, but she loved being used in this way.  For a second she pictured
herself sandwiched between her boyfriend and his father, impaled completely
on their twin ebony towers and she shuddered, cumming yet again.  

    Victor kept twisting his own head to and fro trying to get a better
angle to watch the cocksucking.  Vince Rodson had closed his eyes long 
ago, unable to watch the obscene tableau with cumming himself.  When the
teacher heard the moan and whimper from his little student, he opened his
eyes and was treated to the sight of the junior miss being forced to swallow
more cock each time he thrust home.  Immediately, he lost his load cumming
in Carols spasming pussy.   "AWWWWWW SHIT! I'm coming! UHOOOOAA!"

   Vince had thoughts of spinning the little girl around and cumming up
her ass, but seeing his brother lose it and the best damn blowjob he ever
had made him forced an orgasm as well.  With one final jerk, he pulled free
of her eversucking mouth and aimed his thick joint right at her nose.

   Carols barely opened eyes saw it right in front of her face and she 
tried to twist away to avoid the blast.  She had no chance.  Held firmly
in place by her own pony tail, the crueler of the two brothers exploded
right on her face pumping out thick white bursts of jism on her nose,
forehead, and finally on her cheeks making a mess of the young teens 
angelic face.  
   
   Through it all, she heard leering laughter come from the older brother.
"Heh Heh Heh...Told she you was a little slut.  Vince, I didn't know you
could pick 'em.  I love giving facials."  Carol felt her head being pulled
back further.  "Clean it slut.  Clean that fat prick till it shines.  DO 
IT...SLUT!"

   Once again she couldn't help herself.  A tug of her hair.  An exposed
penis.  That was all it took.  She knew he was right.  She nothing more
then a little whore, she thought.  An easy slut made to be gangbanged.  
Her head went forward and she licking the fat member clean, feeling it
begin to grow again for round two.  

   Carol didn't stop licking the rehardening prick even when she felt her 
teachers belly lift itself from her small ass, unpacking his penis from 
her tiny cunt.  Carol large eyes took in the sight of her teachers penis,
slick with her own pussy juices, dangling limp in front of her face.  The
youngster knew she had to clean that one too.  She let one brother move
away as the other stepped in front.  The once proud champion remained in
position taking her time sucking the two men clean, loving the meaty feel
of both men's tangy members.  

   She loved cleaning that prong.  Carol loved the feel of any cock in her
small mouth, she loved the taste of sperm and being used as sextoy for the
two men.  She started thinking about what it would like to be gangbanged. 
'I'm nothing but a whore anyway, what's the difference.' It took a moment
but she finally picked up on what the older brother was saying.

   "...and I'm telling you Vince, we'll make fortune pimping the little
hooker for all of the conventions.  Man...I gotta fuck her again.  Let
her suck you hard again, she'll do it."

   Carol heard the man and stayed in the dog position so the hated man 
could use her again.  Suddenly she heard a smack.  Lifting her head, she
could see the older of the two siblings on his butt rubbing his jaw.  Her
vision was blocked, but she heard and understood everything that was now
happening.  There was a struggle going on.

   "I told her to treat her with respect.  I never should've told you about
anything. What the fuck was I thinking?"

   "Vince, she wants to be used.  Think of the money we can make."

   "Victor, you have one chance to gather your things and leave now.  Oh, 
and don't forget the deal you made with young miss Brazil."

   "Well...maybe after one mor..."

   A stubby hand shot out and slapped his older brother hard.  "NO!
I told you...Carol Brazil is a champion not a whore."

   By now Carol was sitting on the edge of the desk,  Hiding behind her 
fat teacher who stood with his pants open and both fists balled up.  She
felt a little better that her teacher would stand up for her.  The gymnast
could feel the tension in the air between the two brothers.  Victor looked
as if he were ready to pounce, when he suddenly relaxed, took a step back
and began fixing his clothes.  "Sure...sure thing, Vin.  I just wanted a
shot at the chick anyway."

   The tough balding old man now seemed more regal.  "You just remember,
the girl and her boyfriend have a free pass from here on out.  And if one
word gets out about this, don't forget I have some goods on you too."

   Victor Rodson straightened his tie. His appearence was smooth like 
snake oil.  "The Junior Miss Club...?  You wouldn't...?  One look at his
brothers eyes told him that the teacher would not hesitate to levy heavy
reprisals at his older sibling.  "Alright Vince...not a problem.  You, uh,
give me a call."   The man eased to the door, opened it and left.

   Rodson turned to his little student.  The hard bodied teen stood before
him, looking at him with adoration.  He could see her chin still glistened
with spit and sperm that trailed to dried white spots on her apple tits.
He could feel his own cock lurch as he watched his own semen drip from her
shaved snatch.  

   With a firm resolve, He became a teacher once again.  "Miss Brazil, get
dressed."

   Instantly Carol obeyed him, going to her backpack to produce a towel.
She came back to him and handed it to him.  "Sir, I'm...I'm a mess.  Will
you help me?"

   Rodson simply nodded.  Inside it was all he could do to not tell her
to lean over and spread 'em.  As much as he wanted to, he fought back and
won.  "Of course.  Hold still. Well..."  As he started cleaning her tits,
Carol let out small moans, but rebuttoned his shirt and tightened his tie.

   Without a word, he watched her dress, fixing her hair back into its ever
present ponytail and zipped up her skirt.  She turned back toward him,
looking now like the innocent young school girl rather then a brazen
school sex toy.

   "Sir?"

   Rodson blinked twice.  He had been hypnotized by her teen beauty. "Uhm,
Yes, Miss Brazil?"

   "Your thing is hanging out sir.  It's still pointing at me."

   The two laughed more at relief, then the ridiculous way her teacher
looked.  Rodson painfully stuffed it in his pants, remaining slightly still
hunched over.  He tried to picture Latifah Jones and he could feel his semi
hardness lessening.   Carol came before him and looked up.  "Sir, why did 
you stand up to your brother for me.   I thought you ...."

   Rodson folded his arms.  "...thought you were a slut?  No.  That whole
episode was my fault.  I misjudged my brother.  and furthermore..."  He
stood up in full teacher mode, a tower of counsel.  "Remember this, Right
now, you are hotblooded.  You may be one of the hottest little teens to 
grace our school, but that doesn't mean you have to give in to every dick
you see.  Do that and then you are a slut.  Choose and you're just like 
every other girl should be....in charge of your OWN destiny."

   Carol could feel the tears well up and then fall.  She leaned on his
chest.  "But you don't know...I just get so hot so fast and then I get
confused and the next thing I know, I'm just so ripe...so ready."

   Rodson fought back the natural feel again.  "No.  Remember who you
are.  Your Guy is the biggest jock on campus.  You are the prettiest girl.
Yes. Yes, You look like a champion to me."

   Carol felt refreshed.  Finally something else to think about.  "Thank you
sir.  From now on, I'll choose and sir...?"

   "Yes Miss Brazil?"

   "I think...I think I still will blow you cuz....well I may want to.  But
no more sharing and I'm saving my nookie for Bubba from now on."

   Rodson shook his head.  'you can cool her down, but never cool her off.
He'd be forced to live with just teenage blowjobs. Life is hell.'  Through
his lecherous times at the school, the man sampled more then his share of
teenage beauties.  Not once had the girls ever reported him and more then
once he had saved many a career.  If he could make up for his terrible, 
gross misjudgement of his brother, he promised himself that he would.

  He smiled "Of course, Miss Brazil.  Now go to study hall, I have a 
certain football player due here for a test.  Go and stay out of trouble."

   Carol beamed a perfect smile.  "Gee, Sir, I always try and stay out of
trouble.  It just seems to find me."

   The teenager literally skipped to the door.  Her schedule was painfully
light due to her status on campus.  Besides it was time.  Now she would
know exactly where Bubba and Rodson would be located when she took on
Alphonse Jones and his rape gang.

                        *To be Continued*



-- 
+--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+
| story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |