Raped virgin cheerleader

CHAPTER NINE

Barbie was fed. The tortured, well fucked, starving, young cheerleader was fed. Not any of the hamburgers, that Gary, Pat and Dave was eating. Barbie was fed hot, stiff, fuck-sausages. The twenty-odd boys fed all three of her fuck-holes, as Gary, Pat and Dave ate the hamburgers.

As the twenty-odd boys fed Barbie's fuck-holes, they pushed and twisted on the pins sticking out of her svelte young body. The way she was position allowed all three of he of her fuck-holes to be fed at once. Barbie's shitter and cunt and mouth swallowed load after load of jism.

After servicing each of the boys three times, giving each boy a chance to use each of her holes, Dave hulking form stepped into her view.

"Lunch is over Barbie-slut," Dave giggled, as he laid a half eaten hamburger paddy over her nose. "Time to get back to your training."

Barbie screamed at the top of her lungs as Dave's huge form sat down on her, driving the pins lining her body to be pushed deeper into her. She tried to buck Dave off but he was too heavy for her to budge. The patty that was sitting on her nose flew across the room as she thrashed her head around wildly.

"A little bumpy but nice," Dave giggled, wiggling his ass and leaning back against Barbie's welted tits. As Barbie screamed and climaxed, Dave watched the twenty-odd boys leave the basement.

"Next group at six," Pat bellowed at the group of boys who were leaving, just before the basement door closed.

Gary grabbed a hand full of the screaming cheerleader's hair and jerked it back.

"Please! Oh, please no more Gary! No more, I'll do anything you want! Just, please no more!" sobbed the beautiful, svelte cheerleader.

"But Barbie-sleaze, you still don't know how to fuck and suck worth-shit. We're going to have to work on those little shortcomings," Gary giggled. "What would sweet little Barbie-slut like to be taught how to do, first? Cock sucking or pussy fucking or ass fucking?"

"Please, Gary, I'll do everything real nice. Everything, but please no more pain! No more pain, please, Gary."

Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack. "WELL!" Gary growled, after striking the beautiful face of the young cheerleader several times.

"I… I would like… like to learn to… to suck cock. Please Gary teach me… me how to suck… suck cocks properly, pl-please," Barbie stuttered, pleadingly.

Gary taught the beautiful, svelte, young cheerleader every technique and trick on pleasing a man's cock. How to nibble softly, how to cress with her tongue, how to fondle, how to suck, how to flex her throat muscles around meaty stocks that were buried deep down it. How to do everything pleasurable to cocks and balls. To make sure that Barbie paid attention to each and every lesson Pat and Dave stick pins into her. And when she messed up in the slightest way, the three boys would beat her with whips. Or yank on the needled sticking through her nipples, twisting and stretching the long, pointy nubs.

Barbie learned each and every painful lesson to perfection. After learning the fine art fellatio, she was given an ample chance to practice, as the next group of twenty boys who was in on her abduction entered the basement.

The appearance of this next group of boys was the tormented young cheerleader only indication on how long her latest training session had been. From around two in the afternoon to six at night, Barbie had spent nearly four strait hours of torturous, cocksucking training. Now to the delight of the boys gathering around her, she would put her newly refined talent to work, as the three ring leaders sat at the table, eating a dinner of steaming hot Chinese food.

The beautiful, svelte cheerleader gulped down load after load of jism, as she been taught. Before whenever a boy dumped his gooey spunk into her mouth it would fill her hot, little oral cavity then bubble out when full. She would inadvertently swallow some of the spunk. And when a hot, throbbing cock was buried, deep down her throat the gooey, fuck-slime would be ejected straight down her gullet and into her stomach. But normally, she would let most of the male seed to pour and drool out of her mouth.

But now after her cocksucking lessons Barbie gulped down every drop of spunk that entered her sweet, little mouth. If the fuck-rod was withdrawn from her oral cavity before exploding, Barbie would lance out her tongue and zip it around her lush lips, lapping, sucking up any of the gooey jism that was within reach of her pink little tongue. Barbie's once empty, concave tummy was now bulging out, from being filled with so much of the gooey jism. The bulging stomach made the young cheerleader's seedbed appear to have been sowed, and now was growing inside her. The boys chuckled and jeered as they prodded and poke Barbie's bloated tummy, as she continued to suck down load after load of their jism.

It was just after midnight when Barbie swallowed the last boy's final spunk load. The three ringleaders released the spent cheerleader from the strap chair she was bound in. The sexy, young cheerleader laid on the cold basement floor flicking her tongue around her lips, cleaning up the last remains of gooey male-seed that was sticking on them.

"MY, my Barbie-slut we seem to be getting out of shape again!" Pat giggled, as he poked his ragged, big toenail into her, puffed out belly. "We are just going to have to tone you back up!" Pat threw another of the rubber suits on top of Barbie.

Barbie shuddered at the sleek rubber suit rise and fall on her chest as she gasped air into her lungs. She peered up at Pat's towering form, and whined: "Pins! Please, Pat the pins! Can you take them out?"

"Ten lashes for every minute!" Pat bellowed at the beautiful young cheerleader.

Barbie squeezed into the rubber suit, it fitted her just as tight as the suit she had worn last night, even perhaps slightly tighter. So the young, writhing cheerleader screamed and howled as she pulled and tugged the tight restricted garment over the colorful, quivering pinheads that sprouted out of her sleek svelte, sweat drenched, young body. The needles that went through her nipples caused stars to exploded behind Barbie's eyes and a intense orgasm to rattled through her, as she pulled on her tender breasts so that they lined up with the openings provided for them in the rubber suit.

"Man-O-man!" one of the boys who Barbie had been paying lip service to, exclaimed. "Will you look at how sleek that rubber suit looks on Barbie!"

"Yea!" responded another. "It really enhances every little curve and contour she has."

"And look at the way it makes her tits and pussy lips bulge out, all invitingly!" exclaimed yet another boy.

"Not to mention that you can see every single one of the pinheads that's stuck in her under that tight rubber!" cooed still another boy, as her ran his index finger over several of the little bumps that the pinheads made.

Barbie looked up at the leering boys as she finished pulling on the rubber suit.

"Four minutes, Barbie-slut! That's forty you owe me, but for now get your lazy ass over there!" growled Pat as he pointed to a contraption that occupied the spot where the exercise cycle had been.

Barbie, looked at the object that, Pat was pointing to. It was another piece of exercise equipment. A stair-climber, and like the exercise cycle it had been modified to inflect pain to her young body. Two long pole with foot-long knurled dildos stick into the air just behind the peddles and behind the dildos and horizontal to them, were two wheels with rubber straps attached around the circumference of the wheels.

Barbie shuddered to the core as she shifted her gaze from the stair-climber to Pat. "Please, Pat I'm so tired! Please let me rest, please! I've bee a good little whore. Please, let me rest just for a little while! Please!"

"Boys why don't you help this worthless, good for nothing, little whore out," Gary giggled.

Six pair of hands grabbed Barbie's young svelte body and lifted her on to the stair-climber's dildos, while four other secured her wrists and ankles to the handles and peddles.

"Noooo! Gary, no! Not the clips again! Noooo, dear God, nooooo!" Barbie wailed, as Gary approached her with three alligator clips.

"Aaaarrrgggeee!" the young cheerleader screamed as an alligator clip chewed its way in to the nub of her left nipple. Followed by a clip on her right nipple. The two nipple clip chains were secured to their corresponding pedals. Then a clip was snapped onto her clit and her stretched clit was secured to a disk in front of her. Lastly her head was strapped between a split toilet seat that was perched above the stair-climber.

"WALK!" snapped Gary.

The frightened, tormented cheerleader pushed down with her left foot. Her descending foot pulled her left breast downward by her clipped nipple. The movement of her downward foot also caused the dildo stuffed up her cunt to plunge deeper into her cunt and agitate like a washing machine. The top wheel spun in a clockwise direction the rubber straps whipping her left ass-cheek. The downward movement of her right foot stretched Barbie's right breast, plunge the shitter dildo deep and agitate, and the bottom wheel to spin counterclockwise whipping her right ass-cheek. The disk that her clit was attached to begin spin twirling her clit like an excited puppy dog tail.

"Faster!" snapped Gary. When Barbie had increased her speed to a fast power walk speed, Pat flipped the power switch. A sharp jolt slammed into the young cheerleader's supple body. She pumped her feet even faster until the hammering current diminished to a tickling trickle.

Barbie moaned in pure misery and painful anguish, from her body parts were abused and tortured, as she pumped the stair-climber. She watch the boys file out of the basement until only Gary, Pat, Dave and two of the other boys remained.

"Well Barbie-slut we need to get some sack time," giggled Gary. "We have class in the morning so we'll leave you here to work off that pudgy tummy." Gary poked Barbie in her spunk-filled stomach. "See you in twelve hours."

"Ed and Robert and their replacements are sacrificing their sack time to make sure that your not interrupted, so keep them entertained, will you?" giggled Dave, as one of the boys climb up on the toilet seat.

Barbie sucked the boy's prick into her mouth, and with tender, loving care she began to suck on the boy's ridged throbbing fuck-rod.

"That it Barbie-slut," Pat giggled as he switched on the heaters.

"Nighty-night, Barbie-slut!" chirped the three ring leaders as they left the basement.

The young, beautiful, svelte cheerleader went through another torturous, hellish exercise period. She rapidly discovered that standing and pumping the stair-climber was much more tiresome then sitting and pumping an exercise cycle. Barbie could not see how far her nipples were dragged or how silly her clit looked as it spun in a little circle. But Barbie did feel it, not only did she feel the agonizing pain in her tits and clit, but her cunt and asshole felt as if they were being, rip to shreds. While at the same time being unscrewed and rescrewed by the agitating force of the dildos. Both her asscheeks felt ablaze as the wheels spun smacking the rubber straps across them. To Barbie's relieve she could see none of this. To her, seeing the abuse inflected upon her made the pain ten times worse. So Barbie was grateful her view was blocked by groin after groin that plopped in front of her face.

Her lovely face was completely masked by silvery coating of jism and her tummy was fuller then ever, as she caressed and sucked every set of balls and ridged cocks with her tongue, mouth and throat.

When Barbie's long, sleek, tapered legs became tangle knots of twitching muscles, the piece of exercise equipment took over the task. It pumped her feet at twice the speed that she could manage. When Barbie was too exhausted to even flick her tongue the boys rammed their hot, throbbing fuck-poles in and out of her mouth for her. Barbie coughed and gagged herself to semi-conscious as jism filled her mouth and sled down her throat.

As with the excise cycle the stair climber wrack Barbie's svelte young body with pain. Weather or not she had any input. The only thing that was missing from her time on the exercise cycle was the horrific surging of electricity coursing it way through her body. Barbie knew that it was for the benefit of the owner of the fuck-sausages that pistoned in and out of her oral cavity then any petty concern for her. However Barbie was truly grateful for the missing jolts of current.

"Afternoon, Barbie-sleaze!" boomed Gary's jubilant voice. Gary, Pat, Dave and the two boys who were currently in the basement, removed Barbie from the stair-walker. "I see that you're still a little pudgy," chuckled Gary as he violently jabbed his index finger into Barbie's spunk filled stomach repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, Gary," Barbie sobbed. The exhausted cheerleader would have collapsed to the basement cold, hard floor, if it weren't for Dave's powerful hand holding her up on her toes, by her hair. "I could excise some more to get rid of that nasty bulge in my tummy." Barbie knew that after her two strenuous, torturous sessions on the modified exercise equipment had drained every ounce of fat from her sexy frame. And that the most minuscule morsel in her stomach would cause her sunken, concave, waspish abdominal area to puff out. So as long as jism was pumped in to her tummy she would always have the bulge. "I could exercise real hard Gary," she whined, as she was spun by her hair.

"Not right now, Barbie-sleaze," Pat sneered, as the two extra boys tightly fitted leather cuff to the sleek, young cheerleader's wrist and ankles. "You still owe me forty lashes."

Dave dropped Barbie to the basement floor. She was then hoisted up off the floor upside-down, stretched spread-eagle style. Her arms and legs were stretched so taunt, that Barbie could feel the joints in her hips and shoulders were about to pop.

"Man-O-man does the little whore looks really hot strung up like that!" one of the extra boy exclaimed, as her ran his hands over Barbie's taunt body.

"Ya, man! Gary can we fuck her?" Asked the other extra boy, as his hands joined his cohorts.

"Sorry, boys but were due back in class shortly," responded Gary sorrowfully.

"Aw-gee-wiz!" exclaimed both boys.

Tell you what guys I'll let you whip, Barbie-slut's perky breasts and sloppy cunt for me instead. OK? Pat remarked.

The two extra boys scrambled over to the wall and grab a stout leather strop. Each boy chose one of Barbie's firm perky tit mounds and slashed the breast of their choice fifteen times with rapid harsh strokes. The pins that were embedded in Barbie's breasts went flying as the leather strops danced over them.

When they were finished with the howling cheerleader's tits they each laid five vicious blows across her cunt. The strops made wet, slurping sounds as they sent pussy-juices flying as they impacted with Barbie's cunt, as orgasm after orgasm rippled through her. After receiving her forty lashes, Gary slammed two foot-long wrist-thick, vibrating dildos deep into the beautiful cheerleader's well used twat and shitter.

From the top of the stairs, Gary and the other boys grinned and licked their lips as they looked down at the suspended upside-down, stretched tautly young, svelte, teen. "See you after classes, for your next lesson, Barbie-sleaze," giggled Gary. Barbie was left in total darkness, as the five boys filed out of the basement.

Barbie stared into the darkness, at the door that Gary and the others had so easily departed through. The tortured cheerleader wept despondently, as the dildos purred deep inside her and the skin-tight rubber-suit dug the pins into her body. Barbie was torn between rapturous pleasure and hellish agony, as orgasm after orgasm rippled through her. The exhausted, svelte, young cheerleader slipped into an agonizing slumber.

"Eeeekkkk! Aaaarrrrggggeee!" Barbie screamed, as an alligator clip bit into her clit head. A set of bloodshot, hazel blue eyes popped open with stock terror burned deep with in them, as they locked on to the object that Gary was holding.

"Time to start training that nasty little twat of yours, Barbie-slut," cackled Gary, as he dropped the one pound lead weight he was holding.

Barbie howled as the lead weight snapped her clit towards the floor. She tried to buck and thrashed but the lines that held her spread-eagled denied her even the tinniest of movements. Her stuffed pussy made wet slurping, sucking noises, as Gary pulled the dildo from it. Barbie gasped and howled, once again as Gary's massive hand slammed into her crotch, when the dildo cleared it.

"We're going to teach this little fuck-tube of yours how to do something other than being a stagnant cesspool," Gary growled, as he pushed three large goose eggs into Barbie's cunt.

"Barbie-sleaze, starting now," Gary added and dropped another one pound lead weight to her clit. "And every five minutes clitty gets another gift, until those twat eggs are cracked," Gary chuckled.

By the time Barbie cracked the three goose eggs using only her cuntal muscles her clit was being chewed by seven sharp-tooth alligator clips which were supporting thirty-five pounds of lead.

To the tortured, svelte, young cheerleader it felt like three huge loads of spunk has exploded in her pussy, as the gooey eggs escaped from their cracked shells. The cracked shells themselves cut into her delicate cuntal lining, as Barbie continue to flex her cuntal muscles.

"Now Barbie-slut," Pat snapped. "I'm going to pump this," Pat jammed a foot long, wrist thick, knurled dildo deep into Barbie's egg filled cunt, "in and out of that nasty little box of yours. If I think its sliding to easily, Dave here will sink some of his cute colorful pins into them pathetic looking, tiny titties of yours, until I'm satisfied that your twat is doing its job properly."

Pat pulverized the goose eggs shells in Barbie's pussy, as he rammed the artificial cock in and out of her twat. A frothy stream of yellow slime trickled from Barbie's cunt, down the skin tight rubber suit, between her welted, pin sprouting breasts, to flow across her beautiful face to drip to the floor, as Pat pistoned the huge dildo in her pussy.

Though it caused the sexy, svelte, young cheerleader immense agony, Barbie kept her cuntal muscles clinched tight around the pistoning dildo, while orgasm after orgasm rippled through her. Whenever she lax the muscles even for a second, Dave plunge needles into her throbbing breasts. Pat seemed especially keen on thrusting the dreadful pins into her sensitive, tender nipples.

"Barbie-slut, hold this for me," Barbie grunted, as Pat rammed the foot long, wrist thick, rubber cock into her cunt. He shoved until her pussy-lips closed over the base of the fake phallus. She felt, Pat hook a chain to the base of the dildo, as he spoke to her. "You got a good grip?"

"Yes, Pat," sobbed the tormented young cheerleader.

"Good," Chuckled Pat. Barbie squeezed her cuntal muscles as tight as she could to hold the fake phallus buried deep in her pussy, as Pat tighten the chain. Tracing the outline of the dildo through the skin tight rubber suit. "You're going to be tested, to see if you've learned how to keep that nasty snatch nice and tight. If you keep the dildo buried in that nasty snatch, this lesson will end, and you'll be let down, and be allow some sleep. If not, more training, understand?"

"Yes, Pat," sobbed Barbie. Barbie desperately wanted the chance to have the tormenting stop, and be allowed going back asleep. So she squeezed down with all of her might on the rubber prick that stuffed her pussy.

She felt Pat tug briskly on the chain attached to the dildo. For the first time Barbie was grateful for the hard knurls that were studded around the dildo. It gave something for her cuntal muscles to grab on to. Barbie let out a deep, long sigh of relief when the dildo remained buried inside her. She was doing it, now the torture would end for a while. Sleep! Beautiful, wonderful sleep would soon be hers.

"Oh, God! Nooooo." Thud! "Aaarrrgggeee!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Barbie lay groaning on the floor. She was staring up at the swing dildo that had just moments before had been stuff up her pussy. While the roaring laughter from the three sadistic cadets hammered into her ears.

Just as the tormented, svelte, servile, young cheerleader sighed with relief and a expression of satisfaction spread across her face, Gary and Dave had released the lines around her ankles that were holding Barbie suspended. No matter how tight Barbie squeezed her cuntal muscles they just were not design to hold her full body weight suspended.

"Tisk-tisk-tisk," Pat chuckled, as Gary and Dave released the line stretching out her arms. "I guess that that nasty twat needs more training."

"Pleasssse, no! Pat, please, no more. I really have learned to keep my pussy nice and tight. Please no more," pleaded Barbie as Pat dragged her across the basement floor to the web-chair. After the three burly cadets rigged her in the web-chair so that her cunt and mouth were at cock level, Gary blasted a stream of hot water into Barbie's cunt. As the water rushed in, slimy, gooey, yellow mixture of egg and pussy cream with flakes of eggshells was flushed from her tattered cunt. When clear hot water was gushing out instead of the gooey mixture, Gary rammed his hand into her cunt and felt around. When he was satisfied there were no more eggshells in Barbie's cunt he popped his hand back out. The he blasted a stream of ice cold water into the svelte cheerleader's cunt, causing her cunt to snap tight.

"Now, your lessons continues, Barbie-sleaze!" roared Gary as he plowed his ten-inch long fuck rod into her tight twat. "Milk it, slut!"

Gary moaned with sensual pleasure, as Barbie flexed her cuntal muscles around his one-eye wonder as it pistoned in and out. After he pumped his load of jism into the young cheerleader Gary pulled out of Barbie's snatch and walked around to her head.

Barbie lance her tongue over the under side of Gary's slimy, stiff fuck-rod as soon as it hovered above her face. As she licked and sucked on Gary's cock and balls, Pat gave her another douching, first with a stream of hot water to flush out Gary's spunk and her pussy cream, then a blast of ice cold water to tighten up her cunt for his prick. After swallowing Gary's cream and her pussy was flooded with Pat's jism, Pat replaced Gary's prick with his own over the svelte, young cheerleader's face, while Dave douched her pussy.

Before Dave rammed his massive foot-long, wrist-thick prick up Barbie's tiny twat, he used a hairdryer on the dripping fuck-box until it was bone dry. Unlike Gary and Pat who had grasped her hips to steady her as they fucked her, Dave instead locked his large burly hands around her pin-cushioned breasts, as he plowing his massive fuck-rod into her fuck-box.

After servicing the three ringleaders with her cunt and mouth, Barbie spent the rest of the night and the next morning milking cocks with her cunt, sucking, licking cocks and balls with her mouth for the remainder of the Academy boy's who were in on her kidnapping. On the svelte, young cheerleader's, forth day of captivity, she was taught how to use her poop-chute to milk the male's fuck-rod.

On Barbie's fifth day she spent the school hours on the exercise-cycle with her tits and clit being yanked and stretched, drilling her pussy and asshole as she pedaled to keep the harsh bite of the electricity from eating her, while the boy's took the S.A.T. test.

After being released from the cycle they had her perform a lewd lap dance. Unlike a night club dancer, who only rubbed up against her customer Barbie rotated Dave's massive cock through her three fucked holes, as she stripped out of the skin-tight rubber suit. Her sleek sweat covered skin glistened and light sparkled off the heads of the numerous straight pins that were embedded through out her svelte, young body. Dave's huge hands mauled her slim body crushing the pins into her. When Dave exploded his load of jism up her ass, Barbie was passed to Pat. She continued to dance lewdly as Pat's rock-hard fuck-rod penetrated her fuck-holes, as she squeezed back into the rubber suit. Throughout the night Barbie performed her lewd dancing, as she alternated between striping off the skin-tight rubber suit and donning it, as she used her three fuck-holed to milk jism from the Academy boys fuck-rods.

On the morning of sixth day of Barbie's enslavement, was allowed to stop dancing and sit. Though it didn't take the tormented cheerleader long for her to wish that she were once again dancing.

The nude, strait-pin adorned, cheerleader was forced to straddle a sawhorse. Her legs were pulled at right angles until they were cleared of the floor then secured. Her arms were tied behind her at the wrist and elbows, then her wrist hoisted up towards the ceiling forcing her to lean forward. Within fifteen minutes of being left alone sitting in the darken basement, Barbie was howling in pure agony, as the set up caused Barbie's entire body weight to crush down on the narrow edge of the sawhorse that was digging into her pussy slit and clit. The svelte, young cheerleader sat howling in agony, in the pitch-black basement, as her captors comfortably sat in the Academy's lecture hall, listening to a lecture on "The ethical treatment of noncombatants in the modern combat zone".

After the school day ended, Gary, Pat and Dave strolled into the basement with spring gleeful steps. "Afternoon Barbie-slut," Dave giggled as he mauled her pincushion breasts. "Are we ready to get to work?"

"Yes! Dear God, yes! I will do anything you want, Dave! Just please let me off this board! Please Dave, please!" the sobbing cheerleader answered hoarsely. She flopped to the basement floor in a heap, after the three boys remove the lines holding her legs and wrist stretched out. Barbie laid on her side writhing in agony. She wrenched her bound hands around to her front and gently began to massage her throbbing clit and pussy. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Aaarrrgggeee!" Barbie howled as Gary kicked her pincushion breasts.

"Barbie-sleaze you weren't given permission to play with that nasty little clitty!" Gary snarled as he continued to kick Barbie's breasts.

Barbie snapped her bound arms behind her back, as she whimpered, "I'm sorry, Gary! I won't do it anymore, I promise! Please stop kicking my poor breasts, please Gary!"

"I'll stop when I'm good and ready, Barbie-sleaze!" growled Gary as he kicked her breasts even harder. "Ugh! Look at this mess you've made out of the basement." The tortured cheerleader looked around the basement. Jism, pussy cream, piss, shit, sweat, and blood was everywhere. "You're to use that slutty tongue in that mealy mouth of yours until this basement is spotless. Or you can sit back up here," Gary patted the sawhorse that Barbie had spent the morning on, "for the rest of the day," Gary snapped as he stopped kicking her breasts.

With her arms still bound tightly behind her at her wrist and elbows, Barbie scrambled to her knees and started licking the gunk off the basement floor. As she licked up jism Dave dropped behind her and corn-holed her poop-chute. While she licked the basement floor and flexed her asshole muscles around Dave's massive prick that was reaming her ass, Dave slowly twisted and rocked the strait pins that were adorning her slim, sexy body, as he pulled them out. By the time that Dave, Pat and Gary had dump their jism into each of Barbie's three fuck-holes, all of the strait pins had been removed from her body. Only the two long needles that were speared through the base of her nipples remained. Tiny dots of blood speckled the cheerleader's lean, sexy, svelte, young body.

Barbie spent the rest of the day, the night and all of the next day licking the basement clean, while boy after boy spewed their jism into her. The only time that Barbie stopped her licking of the basement was to service the cock and balls of any of the Academy boys who wanted the mouth service.