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young Penny Tucker. It seemed obvious that the interlude with Melanie,

far from sating their desires, had merely had the effect of heightening

them, driving them onward and upward to new and unheard-of plateaus of

sexual need. They set upon her like wild animals, swiftly shredding her

thin blouse and tight, clinging skirt, tossing the scraps of those

ruined garments aside and pouncing upon her naked, luscious torso.

Penny felt herself thrust down and onto the floor, borne there by the

combined weight of her three rabid attackers. They pinned her there

easily, each man taking turns holding her down while the others swiftly,

eagerly stripped off the remainder of their clothing. In short order

they were all naked, towering over her like caricatures of Greek

sculpture, their long, fat cocks quiveringly erect and looming out over

the naked young girl's prostrate torso.

Penny was sobbing bitterly, deathly afraid of what ordeal these men

might have in store for her. The attack by Bart Masters upstairs in her

own bedroom had been bad enough, and worse yet was the cruel assault

which she had viewed upon her younger sister, Melanie. But now, she was

simply unable to understand how three men could possess her naked body

at the same time, although that seemed to be what they were all intent

upon doing.

Swiftly, without so much as a word of explanation, Penny felt herself

being tugged and manhandled over onto one side, so that Jed Wilson was

positioned at her head, Bart Masters at her back, and Tom Watson

directly in front of her, his bare knees chafing regularly against the

tingling little buds of her erectile nipples.

Suddenly, Penny got a dreadful insight into the method the three men

intended to use in their simultaneous ravishment of her trembling naked

torso. Bart Masters had dropped to a prone position behind her, and

Watson was following suit in front of her, both of the men snuggling up

close against her body so that their hairy and muscular nakedness was

pressed intimately against her own bare, silken flesh. Penny could

clearly feel the jutting shafts of their cocks, Watson's nestled tight

against the curly forest of her exposed pubic hair, and Masters'

pressing itself closely into the tight cleft between her luscious little

ass cheeks.

A sudden thrill of fear shot through Penny as she realized at once,

grimly, what Masters had in mind for her. He meant to fuck her back

there, in her asshole, and the very idea, the thought of the pain and

abject humiliation that rear entry must entail, was enough to bring

tears of grief and abject self-pity to her tightly closed eyes.

The lecherous men who held her captive were undismayed and unmoved by

her open sobbing and mumbled little pleas for mercy. Their mutual desire

for her ripe young woman's body already had progressed much too far for

them to even contemplate turning back at that late stage of the game. In

fact, the three of them could think of nothing but the rapid and

forceful conquest of that trembling, luscious female form, and the

thrusting of their long and pulsating penises into any bodily orifice

made available.

Tom Watson took the lead, guiding his fat cock with one hand in an

insidious tickling path along the slightly splayed slit of Penny's

hungry little cunt. His lewd genital touch there surprised her,

involuntarily awakening the same lewd tingling sensations which she had

sought so strongly to suppress as she watched the double degradation of

her younger sister. Now, as his blunt penile glans made electrifying

contact with her budding little clit and tracked on to swirl incitefully

about the rubbery mouth of her secret vagina itself, more sobs were

forced from her throat. This time, however, there was passion and

humiliation mingled in with the cries of hopeless grief, and Penny

realized that already her ripe woman's body was beginning to betray her,

just as it had during her earlier bedroom encounter with gang leader

Bart Masters.

Behind Penny, Masters sensed with a magician's knowledge the effect

which Watson's genital ministrations was having upon the young female

captive. Slowly, almost cautiously, he began to maneuver and manipulate

his own thrusting cock along the tight cleft of her ass, pausing on each

slithering stroke to probe with his cockhead at the tight, clasping

little opening of her anus. That lewd anal contact caused Penny to

squirm determinedly away from Masters, but such motions only made her

ripe cunt more accessible to Tom Watson, and thus had the effect of

redoubling the young girl's erotic dilemma.

Watson had poised his long and pulsating cock at the very mouth of

Penny's secret little vagina, and as the girl squirmed energetically

toward him, he used the golden opportunity to thrust his own hips

forward, burying fully half of his cock in the clasping heated depths of

her little love tunnel. The big man let a gasp of pure animal lust and

passion escape from between his clenched teeth as the overwhelming

sensations of her heated little cunt swept over his lower body, seeming

to set his jangling nerve endings on fire. He began to thrust more

energetically with his pelvis, worming his thick organ inch by delicious

inch until the entire fleshy length of his penile shaft was buried

inside Penny's fluttering little belly, and his dark curling pubic hair

had meshed intimately with her own.

The young woman gasped and writhed at that sudden, inescapable invasion

of her loins, struggling in vain to free herself from the clutches of

the big man who was now raping her loins. Tom Watson was holding her far

too tightly, however, and Penny immediately learned to her sorrow that

she could not possibly break free of his powerful clutches. Finally,

resigning herself to being trapped there with his long cock thrusting

ruthlessly upward into her cunt, she was able to slightly relax some of

her internal muscles, thus easing to some degree the pain she had felt

at his initial entry.

The young woman was shocked and more than a little horrified when she

found that the easing of the pain changed her whole outlook at what was

happening to her. Instead of the initial agony, she now felt a very real

and insidious sensual pleasure beginning to radiate outward from her

violated little cunt, quick warm flames of mounting passion fanning

upward across her heaving abdomen to ignite little responsive fires of

budding lust in the pliant, vibrant cones of her breasts. She began,

albeit unconsciously and involuntarily, to fuck back at the big man's

invading penis, locking her legs tightly around his thick thighs and

humping almost desperately against his pelvis, seeking to suck every

single inch of him into her hungry twat.

From his vantage point behind Penny, Bart Masters was well able to judge

and witness her grudging, then enthusiastic reaction to Tom Watson's

lewd and energetic fucking. Taking his own silent cue from the girl's

obvious pleasure, he stopped tracking his own cock along the tight

little cleft of her ass, and poised the blunt glans instead at the very

rubbery little mouth of her secret rectum itself. Slowly, insidiously,

Masters began to squirm his hips forward, probing forcefully against

that elastic little anal sphincter with the thick tip of his red and

pulsating cock.

Penny missed that coming anal intrusion at first, but as the pressure

from behind her steadily mounted, she let out a little groan, and her

eyes snapped open in pained surprise. Her worst fears were about to be

realized, she knew, and now that Tom Watson had pinned her firmly in

place with his thick cock in her pussy, she knew for certain that there

was no possible avenue for escape left open to her.

Bart Masters braced one big hand on the girl's bare shoulder, using the

other to continue guiding his penis while his hips surged relentlessly

forward. Suddenly, after his cockhead had slipped the barest fraction of

an inch inside the young woman's clasping little asshole, it felt to him

as if the invisible barrier had suddenly and momentarily given way

before him, and with a gigantic thrust of his loins he was able to bury

his cock to the hilt in her clasping, screaming little rectum.

The pain which instantly overwhelmed Penny Tucker with Bart's rough anal

entry was unbelievable. Her lips were drawn back tightly from pearly

white teeth, and a hoarse cry of almost mortal agony was ripped from her

straining throat.

"My God! Oh no!" she wailed aloud, her body tossing like a runaway

gyroscope all the while, madly struggling to escape the cruel double

raping of her ass and loins. "Not there please!! You're killing

mmmmeeeeee!!! Aaaauuuuuugggggghhhh!!!!!"

Penny's wails and cries of pain were to no avail, however, for Bart

Masters and Tom Watson had no intention of ceasing their rapid double

fucking of her two little nether openings. Nor was she entirely safe

from Jed Wilson, either, for now that man, kneeling beside her head, was

lowering his thick hips into position, bringing the red head of his long

cock into inciteful grazing contact with her pouting, gasping little

lips.

In spite of the searing pain which was even then ripping through her

asshole, and despite the other long cock boring up relentlessly into her

cringing little cunt, Penny's mind remained clear enough to be repelled

by the approach of Jed Wilson's cock to her virginal little lips. She

had witnessed Melanie's grudging, then avid acceptance of oral sex only

moments earlier, but there was something within her which testified that

she herself would never be able to accept that degrading action while

she lived.

While one sane portion of Penny's mind was forming that grim resolve,

her unresponsive young body seemed to be proceeding with a will of its

own, and under the grip of circumstances she could neither predict or

control. Bart Masters chose that very moment to begin withdrawing his

long, hard cock from the clinging little channel of Penny's rectum,

causing the young woman to feel as if her insides were literally being

turned inside-out by his slithering organ. Penny's entire lower body

suddenly seemed to be wrapped in flames of agony as Masters' cock grated

and chafed through her rectal passage on its outward journey, and her

lips were drawn back tight from her pearly teeth in a snarl of pain.

"Aaaarrrrgghhhh!!" she sobbed, almost growling in her agony. "Please

stop it!! Your cock is tearing me apart!!!"

As she opened her mouth to utter that wailing cry, Jed Wilson saw his

golden opportunity and seized it abruptly. Thrusting his low-slung hips

rapidly forward, he slid the first half of his massive penile shaft into

the clasping wet cavern of Penny Tucker's yawning mouth. The man sighed

deeply as the luscious sensations of her churning, darting tongue

suddenly enveloped his prick.

Penny was shocked and horrified by Wilson's move, nauseated by the very

idea of his cock slipping ever farther into her mouth, and almost

gagging on the sheer girth and weight of his organ as it bored on

relentlessly toward the back of her tight little throat. In desperation

she was forced to start breathing through her nose, and despite her

efforts to twist her head and squirm away from his mouth-invading cock,

she swiftly learned that her position there on the floor, sandwiched as

she was between the two other men fucking her ass and cunt, allowed her

no room whatsoever for escape.

Penny Tucker was grimly beset by a variety of painful and humiliating

sensations. Tom Watson's long hard cock was pistoning in and out of her

slippery little cunt, and while that genital contact was far from

unpleasant, it nevertheless filled the young woman with a sense of

degradation and shame. At the same time, her inflamed little asshole was

being brutally raped and pillaged by Bart Masters' rampaging organ,

ripping in and out of her body until she feared that it might surely

split her completely in two. And now, last and worst of all, Jed

Wilson's powerful prick was now boring deep into the clinging confines

of her tight little throat, threatening to strangle her with its

sensuous, slimy girth.

Penny felt that she was on the verge of collapse, about to faint dead

away into a blessed state of merciful unconsciousness. Instantly,

however, she found that the instinctive relaxation which accompanied

that state of near-fainting was working a seeming miracle upon the

sources of pain in her violated young body. She immediately found it

much easier to breath, and she knew that all she had to do to survive

Wilson's rough oral fucking was to relax her throat and shift her tongue

about to accommodate his skewering penis. At the same time, she noticed

that the intense, searing pain in her ravished little asshole was

gradually subsiding, ebbing away to be replaced at first by a strange

sort of welcome numbness and then, even more strange, succumbing to a

spreading sensation of pure erotic warmth and desire.

It was incomprehensible to Penny that she could actually be starting to

enjoy the indignities the trio of lewd men were inflicting on her

tremulous young body. And yet, unbelievable as it seemed to her, she was

unable to deny that she was then feeling some of the same erotic

sensations which must have coursed through Melanie's naked body,

eventually driving her to the point of total sexual surrender with her

captors.

Penny's eyes filled with tears of helpless shame as she felt her hips

picking up an instinctive and involuntary fucking rhythm, humping ever

more rapidly back and forth to accommodate the cocks sluicing in and out

of both her cunt and her tight little asshole. The young woman offered

up a silent prayer for maintenance of her precious self-control, but

even as the lofty words left her trembling lips she knew that the prayer

had been in vain. Her body and the tingling sensations which now

possessed it were taking full control of her immediate life, and there

was no path of escape left open to her at the moment.

Slowly, hesitantly, Penny flicked her tongue out and let it slide

experimentally along the knotty length of Jed Wilson's mouth-fucking

penis. She was rewarded at once as the man let out a breathless gasp and

his entire muscular body tensed, his hips thrusting sharply forward to

bury the length of his prick even deeper in the clasping tunnel of her

tingling throat.

At the same time, Bart Masters and Tom Watson were also responding most

emphatically to the bucking, rotary motions of Penny's pelvic arch, as

her little cunt and rubbery anal sphincter sucked and milked at their

cocks like a pair of expert massaging hands. Both men felt their

explosive orgasms rapidly approaching, knowing that they could not hold

out much longer against the desperate, inciteful message being

transmitted from the young girl's loins to their plunging, driving

cocks.

Bart Masters' face wore a grim little smile of total erotic triumph as

he pumped his big prick ever more rapidly into the tight channel of

Penny's little asshole. He was immensely pleased with her speedy sexual

surrender, finding that she and her sister both seemed to be the

sex-starved young country girls which he had suspected they were at

first sight. He looked forward to long days and nights with the sisters,

hiding out in their secluded little backwoods home while the heat from

Atlanta gradually died down.

For the moment, however, his troubles and the heat in Atlanta seemed

very far away indeed, and nothing existed at that moment except the

clinging little rectum into which he was sliding and pumping his

inflamed male organ. The girl was humping and squirming back at him,

complementing his thrusts with her own, rapidly driving both of them to

the erotic point of no return with her churning, sucking little rectum.

Jed Wilson was also going nearly insane with the intensity of the

sensations raging in his loins. Penny's tongue was now darting and

swirling along and around his penile shaft as if she was in fact a

skilled master of cocksucking, instead of a virtual novice in the art.

He could hardly believe that this young woman was as innocent as she had

first seemed, but there was no time to reflect on the amazing

transformation now, as he gave himself entirely to the burning erotic

feelings centered in the pulsating shaft of his pounding cock.

Wilson could feel his own orgasm coming like the approach of a runaway

freight train, barreling down the track with no way to evade or escape

the inevitable explosion to come. His jism was stirring and boiling in

the tight cistern of his balls, bursting to get out and explode into the

sucking, lapping cavern of the young girl's avid, hungry mouth.

Wilson tensed every muscle in his body, fighting wearily to maintain

control as long as possible, to prolong his fierce pleasure until the

last possible moment, but he quickly found that that moment was now at

hand.

When Wilson came, he could feel the wonderful orgasm beginning with a

tightness like a clenched fist in the cleft of his ass, then racing

upward along his rigidly arching spine to explode in a myriad of

swirling lights and colors at the very base of his skull. His breath

left his lungs in a great wheezing gasp, and suddenly he thrust his hips

powerfully forward, hilting his cock in the rear of Penny's clinging

throat. Long milky spurts of cum were erupting from the helmet-shaped

glans of his prick, flooding her mouth and overflowing to run in twin

chalky rivulets down her pumping chin.

Penny felt as if she was drowning in the explosive outpouring of Jed

Wilson's semen, and she began to swallow it quickly, cheeks hollowed and

throat pumping, as she sought to keep from suffocating entirely on the

milky flood. At the same time, she found the mere act of swallowing that

bountiful jism gave her an intense feeling of security and erotic

excitement, and she began to lap at his spurting cock all the more

avidly, running her tongue swiftly along the swelling underside of his

shaft to milk from it every last drop of that delicious, salty

outpouring.

Penny's excited reaction to Jed Wilson's orgasm was demonstrated

indirectly in the rapid increase of her pumping, fucking pelvic motions,

thereby transmitting the same surge of erotic passion to Bart Masters

and Tom Watson. Both men were taken aback by the dramatic increase in

her pelvic swirls and thrusts, and they gratefully fell into line with

the new fucking rhythm she was establishing. Both men locked their eyes

tightly shut, big hands clawing at her breasts, buttocks, belly and

thighs as they whipped themselves onward and upward toward the plateau

of orgasm, inevitably taking their female captive along with them on

that sensual ascent.

Penny could feel the two big pricks driving rapidly in and out of her

loins, Watson's shaft chafing against her burning little clit and

buffeting against her cervix while Masters' plunged ever more violently

in and out of her clinging little anal cavity. Both cocks were swiftly

forcing her toward the razor's edge of her own powerful orgasmic

explosion, and she sought that goal now with a single-minded zeal which

she had never before felt in all of her young life.

Penny Tucker suddenly reached that dividing line between cold sanity and

total erotic explosion, and she plunged gratefully across the invisible

border into the chaotic land of orgasm. Her hips bucked and tossed

spasmodically, her entire body writhing and tossing like a giant serpent

in its death throes between the muscular forms of her two violent

rapists, asshole and cunt sucking energetically at their invading organs

all the while. She mewled out her pleasure in little gasping cries,

muffled and muted by the thickness of Jed Wilson's cock, which was still

buried to the hilt inside her sucking mouth.

For what seemed to be eternal moments, Penny tossed and undulated

between the two men, squirming like a bitch in heat as she gratefully

accepted every pounding inch of their madly raping cocks. She had no

thought for the effect her pulsating nether tunnels were having on those

massive cocks, and no clear idea of how close the men were in fact to

their own mutual orgasmic explosions inside her.

Bart Masters and Tom Watson could no longer contain themselves as Penny

Tucker's pumping pussy and anus worked their erotic magic on their

cocks. Masters came first, feeling the explosion begin deep within his

balls, then grimacing and gasping as the creamy flood of his jism

erupted deep inside the clasping little furrow of his captive's clinging

rectum. The outpouring of his semen served to further lubricate that

tight little nether passage, and as his lust mounted to the pinnacle of

a roaring erotic tidal wave, he hammered his cock in and out of her

asshole all the more violently, seeming to will her to accompany him on

the flight of sensual release.

Watson, meanwhile, was seeming to come apart at the seams, sobbing out

loud and hammering his hips rapidly forward against the widely-splayed

slit of Penny's tight little cunt--hilting his cock and withdrawing it

rapidly, only to hilt it once more in the steamy, churning little

crevice of her womanhood. His testicles were in burning upheaval, and

already he could feel the first few drops of his semen racing the length

of his spasming cock, flinging themselves through space to splatter

against the rubbery little barrier of Penny's pulsating cervix.

Tom Watson came with a violence befitting a man of his size, humping and

fucking madly into Penny as he gasped and growled out his passion, his

cock seeming to double in length and width as it spewed out every last

drop of his super-heated jism into her sucking little cunt. At last,

when he had no more of the creamy fluid to offer, his entire body

stiffened, hilting his cock on one final thrust, his entire body locked

tight against hers, rigid and quivering.

The lightning-like thrusts her cunt and asshole were absorbing quickly

forced Penny Tucker into the throes of an unexpected secondary orgasm

far more powerful and long-lasting than the one she had just

experienced. Wilson's flaccid cock had slipped wetly out of her mouth by

this time, and the young girl was at last able to give voice to the

overwhelming strength of her passion.

"Jesus Christ!!" she sobbed gratefully, "Oh my GOD!! I'm

ccccuuuuummmmmmmiiinnnnnnggggg!!!"

Her mind was filled with animal lust. She lay there, rigid as stone, for

what seemed an eternity, trapped between the quivering and pulsating

bodies of her two rapists. At length, when they fell apart, they lay

close together, each member of the lustful little trio panting with pure

sensual exhaustion after their tiring but rewarding ordeal.

Bart Masters was the first to stir from where he lay, rising first to

his knees and then to his feet, winking briefly at the smiling Jed

Wilson before casting an eye about to find his clothing. What he found

instead made him stop dead in his tracks, mouth open and eyes gaping in

surprise.

While the three men had been totally wrapped up in raping and degrading

Penny Tucker, her younger sister, Melanie, had managed to recover her

sense and form a course of action. Crossing to the sofa, completely

unnoticed by any member of the rapidly fucking and sucking quartet, she

had managed to retrieve Tom Watson's sawed-off shotgun from its place on

the cushions. Now, as Bart Masters stared in sheer shock and disbelief,

he found the young girl sitting on the couch, still naked, legs splayed

wide apart and heedless of the view of her cunt he was receiving, with

the stubby, deadly shotgun pointed directly at his chest.

Melanie had not fired earlier because she was afraid of killing or

wounding her sister, but now, with Jed Wilson sitting to one side,

Masters already on his feet, and Watson rolling away toward his clothes,

still heedless of his peril, she knew that she would be well able to

control the situation. Penny still seemed in a daze, but she was rapidly

coming around, and Melanie hoped that she could count on her older

sister for help and advice within a few moments.

Bart Masters did not intend to give her those moments. He was already

moving, slowly and cautiously, very much aware of the way Melanie

followed him with the shotgun as he moved.

"Now, listen, little girl, you don't want to do anything hasty with that

thing," he said, still trying to sound calm in spite of the sudden

mixture of fear and excitement he felt welling up in his throat. "You

could hurt somebody if you're not careful."

Jed and Tom had heard their boss's words, and their eyes were also now

fastened upon the naked female shotgunner there on the couch. Unlike

Masters however, they were either too frightened or still too groggy

with sex to join in the defensive maneuvers.

Melanie did not answer Masters's comments, but kept the deadly weapon

centered on his chest, watching the other two men with darting little

movements of her eyes. She could see Penny sitting up now, staring at

her in seeming disbelief, but she could not afford to focus on her

sister long enough to tell if she seemed to be wide awake and thinking

clearly. Bart Masters was moving more swiftly now, and it required all

of the young girl's concentration to keep the shotgun aligned on him.

"Come on, now, girlie," Masters was saying, slowly advancing toward her

across the floor, one hand outstretched in seeming friendship. "Give

Bart that mean old gun and we'll all get friendly again. You'd like

that, wouldn't you?"

Something in his words seemed to strike a conflicting chord within

Melanie's brain, now snapping something there with an almost physical

twinge of pain. She was angry, and already squeezing the trigger of the

shotgun before Bart Masters rushed her, racing across the floor to grab

for the weapon. The shotgun went off in her hands, incredibly loud in

the confines of the small living room. And Bart Masters was simply no

longer there, his strong, muscular form replaced by a spinning lifeless

rag doll that trailed streamers of blood as it bounced and slithered

across the hardwood floor.

The roar of the shotgun galvanized Jed Wilson and Tom Watson into

action, each of them suddenly rushing toward Melanie from different

directions, knowing that only one shell remained in the double-barreled

weapon. Melanie desperately swung the gun back and forth, then, with a

split-second left, chose her target and squeezed the trigger again.

Jed Wilson took that last remaining charge full in the face, and his

head left his body with a wet, smacking sound, leaving his decapitated

corpse faltering in mid-stride before it collapsed in gruesome

convulsions on the floor.

Tom Watson was upon Melanie all of a sudden, batting the empty shotgun

aside with one massive paw then closing his powerful fingers about her

throat, relentlessly squeezing the life out of her with powerful hands.

Melanie grimaced at him and saw the world begin to go dark, her ears

ringing with what seemed to be thunderous explosions as she teetered on

the edge of unconsciousness.

Suddenly Watson was gone, and Melanie's head was clearing, her vision

returning. She glanced about, and found Watson slumped on the floor

beside the couch, blood pumping from a neat cluster of holes between his

shoulder blades. Another glance showed her Penny, tall and splendid in

her nakedness, still holding at arm's length the revolver which she had

taken from Bart Masters' crumpled pile of clothing.

The two sisters rushed together, wrapping each other up in a nude

embrace of sheer familial love. Their sobs mingled and eventually turned

to near-hysterical laughter, a wild laughter which communicated their

mutual relief at being delivered from the clutches of almost certain

death.

Penny Tucker's mind was already clearing now, and she was planning all

the things that would have to be done. She would have to call the

sheriff, of course, and wait until he could arrive with his deputies and

the coroner to take the bodies away. There would be questions, and

answers, perhaps even a trial, but the young woman was no longer

worried. She and her sister had survived the most trying ordeal of their

young lives, and she knew that in the future they would be able to

survive anything which came their way.

They had each other, and in the final analysis, that was all that

mattered. It might even be said that they had learned some valuable

lessons from their ordeal with Masters and his gang, and Penny for one

knew that in the future she would look with more tolerant eyes upon Luke

Hollowell and his advances. Perhaps, just perhaps, she would say yes to

him next time, and maybe even marry him, if he still wanted her.

And if he didn't want her? No problem, she decided. She and her sister

were proven survivors, and they would continue to survive, no matter

what came their way.

The young-old face of Penny Tucker wore a tired and knowing, albeit

happy smile as she turned away from that scene of bloody carnage in the

living room and led her sister slowly, gently toward the waiting

telephone. Beyond that phone lay tomorrow, and thousands of tomorrows.

She was anxious to see what they might bring.

The End

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