In bondage schoolgirl

CHAPTER NINE

"Shine that boot, baby."

Gino made his point clear by jabbing the girl in her gut with the rounded toe of his boot. It was dusty. The teen could see that. She could smell something awful reeking from the sole. Standing there, her face nearly touching the floor, her hair hanging over her eyes, Betty could tell his giant engineer boots needed cleaning. But what did they want her to do? She was tied hand and foot to the two-by-four, unable to move.

"How… I mean?"

"How you think?"

Betty shivered. She guessed. He wanted it shined with her tongue.

"Lick it," he commanded, kicking the girl lightly once more in the belly.

"Y-y-yes, oh, God, yes," Betty sobbed, shaking the tears from her eyes.

"I wanna see those boots shine, baby. I wanna see my cock in 'em," Gino said, reaching down and unzipping his Levi's.

Betty stuck out her tongue, hesitating for a moment. Gino laughed at her, turning to Hank and winking, then drawing the boot closer to her mouth.

"I said lick it. You don't clean the leather good I'll have you suck off the bottom, understand? You think the top's bad, you oughtta get a load of my soles, baby. Maybe I walked through dog shit and…"

"No more!" Betty pleaded with him, feeling the sour bile rising in her throat. She gagged, swallowed hard, then stuck out her tongue once more. Those ropes burned her wrists and ankles! And that board was hurting her legs by making them spread apart so far!

"Ohhhhhhh…"

Trembling, Betty touched the tip of her tongue to the front top of Gino's boot. Back and forth her tongue moved, leaving a wet, dark trail through the gray dirt. She turned her head, spat out the filth, then went back, tonguing his boot.

"That's good, baby, that's a good bitch. You got it down," Gino said, throwing back his head and laughing derisively down at her. "Used to think she was somethin' else, the way she sashayed up and down the halls. Guess she thought her shit was too good to smell. Well, baby, your shit stinks just like everybody's."

The words were terrible, but not as bad as what she had to do. She licked from front to back, carefully avoiding the sole whenever Gino purposely twisted around one leg and tried to make her lick his soles. Twice she nearly retched on his boot, somehow managing to keep from throwing up. She thought of what he would do to her, how he would beat her if she pulled something like that.

"That's nice. Now the other," he said, examining the cleaned boot with satisfaction.

Betty peered up through her hanging hair, feeling her stomach turn over. The other boot was filthier than the first! There was a strange odor about it. Still there was nothing she could do. Gulping, swallowing her horror, the girl continued licking his boots, gagging, fighting down the desire to start screaming and never stop.

"Not bad, not bad," he murmured, pulling the second boot from her mouth.

"Maybe she can clean mine," Hank said, checking out his boots.

"No, man, don't wanna bore her with the same thing," Gino said, checking out her exposed ass, then reaching out and rubbing his fingers over her ass flesh. "Looks like you got to her real good back here."

"Yeah, she digs havin' her ass whipped. Man, she kept waggin' that thing back and forth every time I whacked her good with my belt," Hank said, rocking back and forth on his heels.

"Yeah, she's been worked over real good," Gino whispered, his fingers travelling up to her asscrack, then sliding into the tight crevice.

Betty roused herself from her self-imposed stupor the moment she felt something brushing against her asshole. Annie had toyed with Betty's asshole, shoving her finger in just as Betty had fucked her friend with her own digit. Now somebody else was touching her there, someone with a good deal more hostility than Annie, someone would have hurt her already and wouldn't stop hurting her until she could get away.

"Nice asshole, huh?"

"Yeah, real nice," Hank answered, getting the drift of Gino's thought.

Betty screwed her eyes up. She hated that, hated the feeling of their fingers circling her shitter. The girl shivered each time Gino's ragged fingernails dragged over her wrinkled asshole.

"Man, you really gave it to her. She's got them red marks all over her fuckin' butt," Gino said, smoothing his fingers over her asscheeks, then trailing them down toward her cunt.

Instinctively Betty raised her ass a little, feeling his fingertips touching her pussy. It was so good having him touch her there. In spite of the ropes, in spite of the board digging into the fronts of her ankles, Betty couldn't help the delicious feeling she sensed when Gino started stroking her pussyslit.

"Man, you don't know how many times I thought about this, about touchin' her there. Now I'm gonna fuck the shit outta her. Funny the way some dreams come true, huh Hank?" Gino said.

"Yeah, funny," he murmured.

There was the sound of pants being unzipped. Betty was already getting used to the sound. Hands were smoothing over her ass mounds once more, sliding down to her hipbones and gripping her tightly.

It was wild, crazy! Gino was behind her, his face buried between her asscheeks. He was tonguing her hole rapidly. She could feel his lips pressing against her shitter while his tongue was drilling into her body, touching her slick ass lining. In and out, in and put his tongue went like a tiny cock. And the sensations he was creating deep inside her! It was almost like the time Annie stuck her finger up her ass! Tiny slivers of hot delight flashed from her asshole up to her clit, making that nerve-rich sex center stand up and throb with delight. It was shamelessly good! Betty closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip until she could taste blood. She had to punish herself for feeling something like this! Fucking was one thing. But what Gino and Hank were putting her through was something else. This was hard bondage, humiliation, being dragged through the dirt. And she was enjoying it!

"Unnghhhhh…" Betty moaned.

Betty felt his unshaven cheeks brushing against the inside rounded curves of her asscheeks. At the same time, his teeth scraped over her asshole, that tongue still stiffening and wriggling down deep into her asshole.

Nothing in the world could have matched what she felt then! She wondered how long this would last. Then suddenly that magic mouth was gone. She felt a chill as the surrounding air touched her wet ass flesh.

"Man, she's hot, really hot. Gotta take care of her ass. Man, I'm gonna go in, really go in," Gino said, his voice thick and raspy.

Betty gasped, hearing Gino puffing behind her. She waited, wondering what else he had in store for her. There was a fluttering in her cunt, a tightness that was turning into that itchy heat she loved and hated at the same time. Betty bent her knees, trying to ease the strain tugging at her thighs and butt. Oh, that board bound to her ankles was so uncomfortable! But there was little she could do! Then she thought of herself bent down that way, the board keeping her body spread wide open. Gino had tongued her asshole, talking about going in. Was he talking about her cunt? Was he talking about something else? A shudder of horror raced through her body.

Her heart racing to the bursting point, Betty gathered her courage and turned her head around to see what Gino was doing.

"Oh!" she gasped.

The young stud didn't have time to explain to the girl. She felt him grab the wide handles of her hipbones. She could feel his cock brushing against her asshole. At first the blonde teen tilted her ass up and out, thinking he wanted to fuck her cunt. Then Betty realized he was after something else, something that would degrade her for the rest of her life.

"Oh, no, no!" she protested.

He was touching her shitter with his cockhead! He was going to fuck her in the ass! The girl cried out, trying to straighten up. But the ropes binding her ankles and wrists together prevented her from doing anything. She tensed her arms and pulled up again, twisting from side to side, jerking so hard her flesh was soon slick with sweat while her muscles bulged against her flesh. And still Betty could do nothing. She only moved the board a little; her hair slapping over her face while her tits jiggled against one another. There was nothing she could do, nowhere she could run to. They had tied her down too well.

"No, don't, don't fuck me there!" she cried, her voice blending in with the metallic whirring of the nearby generators.

"Shaddup and take it. You're gonna dig it," Gino panted, spitting on one palm and sucking down his cockhead with the, saliva.

"No, no!"

Betty curled her fingers, dragging her nails over her ankles while she felt her heart beating a mile a minute.

With a sudden piercing paint that awful cockhead found her shitter. Betty jerked again, pitching forward, nearly losing her balance. But Hank was up forward, his strong hands on her shoulders. He was keeping her in place, keeping her from falling forward, away from Gino while the stud was ass-fucking her. "Oh no, not there, not there!" Betty moaned, shaking her head from side to side.

No one, not even Annie, had ever suggested getting fucked in the ass. Of course, she had heard stories. This couldn't be happening to her! Of all the horrors that had been visited on the girl, this had to be the worst!

Gino laughed, fucking forward again. Betty screamed louder. The whole tight ring of her shitter felt as if it were being driven up into her belly. She felt the tearing, stretching pain all around the outside of her asshole. It was as if her ass were being torn loose by a dull set of teeth.

"Ughh…" she grunted.

The pressure eased for an instant. Betty could still hear Gino gasping for breath, still feel his cock brushing against the inside curves of her asscheeks while his hands fluttered around her cunt and asshole. Maybe he would give up. Maybe he would change his mind and fuck her in the cunt where she wanted a cock. Even after all this, the girl felt she needed a prick up her cunt.

It wasn't going to happen that way. She felt one of Gino's hands leaving her ass, going down to his cock and bracing his prick. He was holding the fat cockshaft stiff against the rubbery ring of her shitter. Betty sucked in a deep breath, letting her ass relax.

And then it started all over. Like a hard lump of shit in reverse, the prick jammed against he relaxed asshole. Before Betty could even think of what was happening, half the cockhead was already shoved into her. The stretched ring of her shitter lips felt as if it were going to tear apart at the top!

"Wawwwwwhhhhhh!" she screamed.

Her face flushed red while her arms tugged wildly at the ropes behind them to her legs. Her shoulders ached from the awkward position the boys had tied her into as she struggled wildly against the ropes and against Gino's fucking cock.

"Take it, you Goddamned little slut, take it!"

"Oh, you're hurting… hurting me," she panted, her cheeks puffing out from the heavy breathing she was doing.

"Man, oh, man, she's somethin' else – with that fuckin' butt high up in the air and you fuckin' the shit outta her ass," Hank said, reaching down and pulling the tab of his zipper.

Betty cried out. If he had to fuck her, why couldn't he fuck her in the cunt? Why the ass? Why was he causing her all this pain when it would have felt much better for her to have that fat hard prick up her cunt? She swung her ass around as much as she could, tugging again at the restraining ropes until they chafed her wrists badly. Still Gino kept his prick against her asshole, shoving down, forcing more and more of that cockhead into her shit-chute.

"Uughhhhh!" she grunted.

Betty felt the obscene slickness of his outer cockskin rubbing against her shitter. How odd it was having something that slick, something that big and hot being shoved up her ass. Even Annie's finger didn't produce the storm of sensations now rioting through her body. Relax. That was the only thing she could do. If only she could relax, then the pain wouldn't be nearly as bad.

Relax, relax! she told herself, shaking loose hair from in front of her wide eyes.

And then he dropped his grip on her hips. She felt the hand snaking back to her tits. The girl squirmed, moving her ass back toward the hard muscles of Gino's belly. The big stud noticed this move and smiled, shaking the sweat from his eyes.

"Man, I knew it. Give this girl a little cock and she goes nuts. She digs it, wants more of it. Christ, I could fuck the shit outta her butt and cunt all fuckin' day," Gino said, slapping Betty's asscheeks hard with both hands and watching them jiggle.

"Yeah, but don't forget we ain't got all day."

"The coach's gonna wanna know where the hell we are in a while. We gotta get through with this little bitch pretty fuckin' soon," Hank warned, glancing nervously up the iron stairs to the locked door. The janitor would be returning in a while to check his machinery. They had to fuck Betty and get her back into the corridor before that happened or they'd all be in a pile of shit.

"Man, let 'em find us. I could fuck this chick in the slammer!" Gino boasted.

Gino was going as crazy as Betty. She moved her ass back and forth in accordance with Gino's orders. He slapped her thighs and ass, telling her when to move up, when to move down, when to slide her asscheeks from side to side. She blinked away the tears of shame, feeling her asshole finally relaxing. Her shitter was opening up to the wild man, letting more and more of his cock into her body.

And then a powerful contraction! She felt her asshole clamping down on the intruding cock, nearly shoving it out. Gino grunted, bringing his hands back up to her hips and arching his body back to gain better leverage. He shoved in hard. That pain, that awful paint Betty groaned, feeling as if he were splitting her wide open. It was almost as bad as the first fuck, the first time someone had torn her cherry away.

"Oooohhh!" she screamed.

The agony spread out to the edges of her asscheeks, making her gasp and puff. Her nostrils flared while her fingers trembled against her ankles. The beatings, the wild fuckings had been easier than that. At least Hank had used a hole that Betty had wanted filled.

"I can't… can't take this."

"Sure you can… real good too! Just gotta loosen up a little," Hank said, moving one hand down to his crotch. Betty opened her eyes and saw him pulling out his long prick, wagging his cock in front of her face.

"Noooo!" she cried.

The widening head of his cock seemed to go on forever. Betty wept, fanning out her toes until they cramped. Fucked in the ass! The thought sent shivers of revulsion racing up and down her spine. Just the thought of it made her sick. And it was happening, really happening to her! And now both his hands were covering her tits, pinching her nipples, rolling them around like tiny peas. It was awful! Betty groaned through clenched teeth. She thought of Annie, of those wild conversations they had in the cafeteria talking about guys. How she had giggled over the thought of fucking even though she couldn't have imagined herself fucking in the near future. How she'd envied Annie and her daring. She never would have guessed that she would end up fucking the girl, fucking her boyfriend, then fucking around with him again in this awful position. Her life had become a nightmare in such a terribly short period of time!

"Ughhhhhh!" she grunted.

Her home, the safety of her bedroom, everything she had held dear and sacred to her were being violated, dirtied by this foul man. Betty knew she would never feel safe any more, never feel completely clean.

Gino was pinching her nipples so hard, twisting and turning the nubs until she squealed. They were always making her squeal and scream. That's what they wanted, needed to hear! How long would this go on?