Beach girl in bondage

CHAPTER FIVE

"She's like a mink, man," Rick said, peering down at her.

"Come on, let's get 'er dressed for Karen," Jack said, sure now his cock wouldn't pop off.

"What are you going to do?" Camey asked, feeling a little closer to the men than before. Maybe they'd let her go if she was nice to them.

"None of your fuckin' business," Jack snarled. He pulled her roughly to a standing position by sliding hands under her armpits, then shoving her across the room to a small desk. He pushed her down, face forward. While Camey was trying to catch her breath she felt him fumbling behind her for something. As she was about to cry out the girl felt something cold and hard move around her shoulders, then around her neck. There were snapping sounds. It was some sort of collar, leather she thought by the feel!

"No, NO!" she cried.

But the fight was going out of her. She'd been weakened by her own hot sexuality and by the increasing tightness of the leather choker. Rick reached down and grabbed both of her hands, pulling them so hard behind her back she thought her arms were going to pop from her shoulders. The rough edge of the wooden desk bit into her thigh flesh. Tiny splinters knifed into her skin. Camey drew in air more slowly, trying to calm herself down. It was easier to breathe that way with that tight leather collar on. Mustn't panic, the blonde teen told herself over and over again as Rick started to bind her wrists together with leather straps. He was wrapping the bonds fast and furiously around her arms. She could hear his irregular breathing as he hogtied her.

"Not bad, man, better 'n the last one," Jack muttered approvingly.

"Practice, brother, practice," Rick commented. Only when the bonds were secure did the young man reach up and loosen the leather collar and let her breathe. He rolled her over onto her back and saw that look of fear and confusion that always excited the hell out of him. Camey could tell he was hot, ready to fuck her right there on the spot.

"What are you doing to me? Oh, this is sick! Please don't do this!" she cried, knowing full well her words only excited them further.

"Yeah, go on, scream down the fuckin' walls, bitch. It ain't gonna help you," Rick said between clenched teeth.

He pitched himself forward, hugging her tightly, pinching her soft white flesh while hunching his dick up against the wet crotch panel of her bikini bottoms. Camey groaned as he rubbed her bare flesh against the rough-edged desk. Splinters were tearing at her asscheeks while his fingers caused her a good deal of discomfort. She screamed at him to stop, then jerked her head back and spat violently into his face.

"Cunt!" he screamed, his cheeks turning red while his lips trembled with anger. His hand jerked back, then shot down across her face. Again and again he slapped her, his fingers leaving dark-red marks on her cheeks.

Camey thought she had passed out. The room went dark for a moment while a buzzing sound grew louder in her ears. She heard the men laughing at her once more, calling her all sorts of filthy names. Some of those horrible epithets were true. Cocksucker. Yes, that was what she'd done earlier. Oh, how awful, how those terrible filthy terms applied so accurately to her now!

"You're gonna enjoy what the fuck we do to you, babe. You're gonna love it 'cause you're that type. Brad kinda told us he suspected it was true. You dig this kinda shit, don'tcha?" Rick sneered.

No, no, it wasn't true! Camey shook her head back and forth, tears streaking her cheeks while her long blonde hair hung partially over her face. It couldn't be true. She wasn't one of those weirdo types of girls who enjoyed being humiliated and tortured by men.

But could she deny that hot, tight feeling still getting more intense, especially now that Rick and Jack had begun beating her? And when she had realized they were tying her up with leather straps, wasn't it true that tingling sensation she'd felt earlier while sucking on Jack's balls had exploded into a riot of pleasurable sexual sensations?

"No, no," Camey whined, more to herself than the two men.

"Yeah, baby, you're gonna dig everything we do to you," Jack echoed his buddy.

Rick flipped her back onto her belly, face forward over that small desk. Jack had moved behind her, rubbing his dick over her asscheeks. She remembered how the young man had talked about fucking her in the ass. Struggling against the leather bonds Camey wailed, jiggling her rounded asscheeks up and down, sliding her feet over the slick, cold, concrete basement floor. No, no, he couldn't be thinking about fucking her tight little shitter! She'd die, split apart with something that big inside her bowels! Fucking in the ass was something queers did and half of them got sick from it, she'd heard!

But Jack was steadying himself behind her, spreading his bare feet apart while holding her tightly around the hipbones. His hard dick stood out from his hairy groin like a spear, its dark-red tip pulsing with unnatural lust. Camey's face was pinched and red as she sucked in air through her mouth. Again and again the young blonde teen begged the men to let her go.

"No, no, don't!"

Camey still tried to free herself. But Rick was something of an expert by now when it came to tying knots. He'd hooked up the leather wrist strap to the neck collar purposely. Each time the young woman struggled for freedom she pulled on that strap. In turn it tugged on the leather collar, choking her, coaxing the girl to stop her useless and painful gyrations.

"Damn it!" Jack muttered between his teeth.

Camey was moving her ass around frantically. Her eyes were wide, her mouth open while her nostrils flared. She was panting hard, her tits rolling from side to side while her chest heaved up and down mightily. She felt a pair of hands grab onto her flimsy bikini bottoms. With one tearing movement she was naked. Peering over her shoulder the young girl saw the shreds of her bathing suit float to the filthy floor.

"Now you can fuck her good," Rick whispered. "Man, she's scared shitless. That's the way I dig it," Jack said, holding onto the struggling girl with one hand while guiding his fat hot cock up Camey's narrow ass crack.

As soon as she felt that hot slick rod moving up her ass the girl screamed again, moving her hips violently from side to side to shake off that invader.

"Damn!" Jack muttered, again failing to impale the girl in the ass with his cock.

"Come on, let's see how much she wants to move her ass around with this," Rick said.

Camey didn't know what he was talking about. But at least that terrible cock was gone for a while. She felt arms lifting her off the floor and onto that rickety old desk. Through one of the small, cracked basement windows Camey heard a dog barking in the distance, sad reminder of a normal, peaceful life outside these walls. She almost cried when she thought of it, then fought back the tears. Surely this would end soon. God couldn't punish her this severely for nothing, for surely she hadn't done anything to deserve this kind of treatment.

"Get those knees under your tits," Rick growled, shoving her forward on the desk.

"What are you going to do?" Camey stammered nervously.

"Do what I tell you to," he answered roughly.

Camey shook with absolute terror. She didn't dare look back at the young men. She tried closing her eyes, but nervous fear made her open them again. Camey stared forward, concentrating on several cracks in the concrete block basement wall. She thought she heard the sound of something hard being scraped against the edge of the desk. It was a rhythmic sliding sound, reminding her of the regular slurping sound Brad's cock made when it pistoned in and out of her sucking pussy. Even now the thought of what had gone on between them excited her. She let out a little moan and felt a rush of cunt juice trickle from her pussy.

"Get that ass up higher, bitch!" Rick barked.

Camey wanted to sink out of sight. But at least Jack wasn't behind her, threatening her with that fat cock of his!

There was some muted laughter behind her, followed by silence. Then she heard Rick move up against the table. Slowly the girl brought her knees back up, raising her asscheeks high in the air. The wet sticky line of her pussy-crack was exposed now. Camey shut her eyes in shame.

"Oh!"

Something cold had touched her asscheeks. It didn't take the girl long to figure out it was a knife! Oh, she'd heard him scraping his knife against the edge of the table. The girl screamed, then bit her lower lip and struggled for self-control. No, no, she wasn't about to give in to her terror. She had to keep quiet. Even though her shoulders throbbed from the unnatural position her arms were tied, Camey kept quiet, enduring the cold, frightening sensation of that blade.

The tip of the knife slid across one asscheek. Camey shivered. The arc it followed went from the outside, up toward her narrow waist, then slowly back down to where her ass met her thigh. The pressure increased as the sharp point slid closer toward her cunt. Camey wanted to cry. But she knew the slightest move would move the blade through her flesh.

"Not movin' that butt around so much are you, baby?" Jack asked.

"Naw, she's keepin' pretty fuckin' still," Rick said.

The young man was growing wildly excited as he toyed with the trembling girl in front of him. He studied her bound arms, watched her face turn red, watched her long blonde hair splash over her cheeks and sweep over the desk top as her skin puckered up into goose pimples. And all the while her cunt lips grew puffier, slicker, as trickles of pussy oil seeped from her hole. Yes, she was enjoying this, growing more and more excited by it as the seconds passed.

Camey's pussy sucked in air, opening in uncontrollable spasms as the knife traced around the outer line of her cunt lips. The soft vulnerability of that area terrified and excited her. She bit her lower lip until she could taste blood. Her eyelids fluttered while her face became a mask of terrible concentration.

"Ohhh!" the girl moaned. For a second she thought this particular part of her ordeal was over. The blade was gone. She relaxed, only to stiffen again when she felt the chill of the tempered steel in the center of her cunt. The flat of the blade was pressed full length against the wet slit from her budding cut to the bottom junction of her outer cunt lips.

"Man, look at that!" Rick commented, rocking the knife back and forth.

The two men murmured something. Camey gasped, feeling her pussy muscles involuntarily contracting, forcing her outer cunt lips shut against the blade. Her back arched, presenting her open cunt more openly to the men's stares.

"That's it, slut," Rick hissed. "You're nothing but a fuckin' whore," he muttered, rocking the tip of the knife faster and faster on her clit…

The constant touch and chill of the blade sent shockwave after shockwave of lewdness through the terrified girl. Slowly Camey became conscious of tiny slits on the edges of her outer cunt lips. She was actually cutting herself, her pussy still clamping shut on the razor-sharp edges of that threatening dagger. The stinging cunt juice dribbling across those tiny cuts made her clit actually swell bigger. Camey found a hotter, more intense lust radiating out from her crotch. She was fighting with herself, unable to fully grasp what was happening to her.

"No, no," she said, trying to deny the wonderful feeling coursing through her.

"Sure, baby, sure," Rick said, guessing what was going on in her mind.

Camey's pulse raced madly. She opened her eyes and saw Jack in front of her, stroking his cock, looking as if he were ready to slide that thing back into her mouth.

"Ohhhhh!" she said, turning away from that fat hot dick with difficulty. Everything was exciting her now. Nothing they did to her seemed repulsive, sick. She grunted like a stuck pig, the tip of that knife slicing deeper into her cunt folds. The seating pain was like acid touching her sensitive cuntal membranes. There were wild electric thrills shooting out from her cunt. Her cunt lips were on fire. Her head was throbbing from the excitement and from the violent blows given her by Rick and Jack.

No, no, they're going to cut me up! the girl thought. And that idea excited the girl further. The fiery stinging in her cunt lips and the terror of that blade moving threateningly around her snatch wound her excitement higher and higher. Camey hated herself for this maddening excitement taken her over.

Rick dragged the tip of the knife back, tracing a line down to the edge of Camey's cunt mouth. The buzzing flashes from her clit slackened for a bit. But the fear of having her pussy carved up made a wet sensuality bloom in the bottom of her cunt.

Camey shoved her ass back at the young man. The tip of that knife slipped around the rim of her cunt, then up to the puckered rim of her asshole. With a sudden cry the girl dipped her asscheeks, feeling her cunt open up and the air in the overheated hole blow out.

"You don't wanna fuck in the ass, eh?" Rick said, moving the knife up to the rim of her shitter.

Camey gasped with shock. The pinprick stabs forced the rubbery ring of her asshole inward. For a second she thought of Jack's cock as it might feel piercing her shitter. No, no, that was a terrible thought, just the kind of thing she was trying to keep from happening.

Rick was panting now, breathing as heavily as his buddy. He was jacking at his cock with one hand while still toying with the girl's pussy with the other.

"Man, I can't take this fuckin' around any more," Rick said.

"You can't?" Jack said, his eyebrows rising.

"Come on," his buddy said, jerking his head around.

Camey was breathing heavily through her nose, wondering what new pleasures they were going to visit on her.

"Get up higher," Jack said, moving around behind her and pushing her further forward. He climbed up behind her, grabbing the girl around the hipbones and angling her ass up higher. He touched her cunt with one forefinger and watched Camey go crazy. That touch was like acid on the tip of that stiff nub. She rolled he hips forward, arching her back.

"Man, oh, man," Jack moaned, spitting on both hands and greasing down his dick with saliva.

Rick, meanwhile, climbed onto the front of the desk, determined not to let another minute go by with his cock unattended. Reaching down, he took Camey's head in his hands once more and jerked it back. The young girl knew what he wanted by this time. Shutting her eyes, and giving herself up to that fingering in her cunt, she opened her mouth. In a second her cheeks bulged out with Rick's hot, throbbing dickmeat.

"Gonna fuck 'er in the ass now?" Rick asked, sawing his cock in and out of her mouth.

"Yeah, yeah," Jack whispered, gripping her asscheeks hard between his hands and angling his cock down. The wrinkled flesh surrounding that little hole glistened in front of him. Sucking in a deep breath and holding it, the young athlete hunched forward.

Camey stiffened, her eyes bugging out while her breath caught. Her ass and thighs felt as if someone had taken a spike and driven it right up her bowels. She'd never felt that kind of splitting pain before in her life!

The girl made raspy, choked sounds as she struggled for air. Her face turned beet red. Camey spat out Rick's cock, jerking her head from side to side while she twisted her wrists around in the tight leather bonds. Sweat poured from her pores, making her white flesh glisten under the light. Camey sobbed, begging Jack to take his cock out of her ass. Her knees scraped over the splintery wood. Oh, if only she could shake off his dick. But the young man was holding tightly onto her, breathing heavily, panting like an animal while keeping up the pressure on his invading cock.

"Man, I just got the head in," Jack said between heavy pants.

"Oh, no, NO!" Camey shrieked. Only the head!

There were all those inches to go! She screamed again and again, not caring if they beat her.

"Easy, babe, easy," Jack crooned, moving his thighs from side to side.

For the next few minutes he backed off, working only his cockhead around her tiny shit hole. At the same time he played with her swampy cunt, tickling the outer lips, playing with her clit until he had her breathing as heavily as he was.

Rick, meanwhile, had slipped his cock back into her mouth.

In a few minutes, Jack decided she was ready to take the rest of his cock up her virgin ass.