Trained, chained cousins

Chapter 1

Abbey Williams pushed her long chestnut-colored hair from her face, smoothing her dampened palms on her dress. She had noticed more than four or five boys following her from the convenience store. The teenager hugged the brown paper sack to her tits, quickening her pace down the deserted country road. Abbey recognized two of the boys. Her cousin had warned her about them, calling them trouble-makers, when she first arrived for her three-week country vacation.

There were only two behind her now. Where had the others gone? Abbey felt her heart quickening as her sandals scuffed along the hard dirt road. She looked again over her narrow shoulder and walked more quickly. Just over the next hillock, she'd be able to see her Aunt Helen's small white clapboard house and she'd be safe.

There they were, the other three boys. They strolled out of the thick pine woods to her right and stepped onto the road. Abbey nearly crushed the milk carton in the sack. Al, the tallest and the oldest boy, came up to her slowly, his thumbs hooked in the front pockets of his faded Levi's.

"You and your cousin weren't so nice to us the other day," he said, wiping his nose with the back of one finger.

Abbey said nothing. He was smiling that crooked smile at her, making his long nose seem more ridiculous than it was. The big red ripe pimples on his face seemed to shine in the dimming light. He wasn't handsome by the longest shot, and the ugly stare he was giving her now made the pretty blonde teen shiver with revulsion.

"I… I didn't say anything," Abbey returned, trying to appear confident.

"We kinda like you and your cousin.”

“Yeah," piped up a tall, red-headed boy. He moved up behind his buddy, grinning so widely his freckles seemed to narrow all over his face.

Abbey wrinkled her upturned nose, wishing he and the others would go away. She could hear his two friends coming up behind her. Surely someone would be driving by soon and spot this suspicious-looking group.

"Lemme go. I have to get to may aunt's," Abbey said.

She lowered her eyes and started moving, feeling her heart clawed by the icy fingers of terror when Al refused to move. She felt one hand slip around her waist, tightening around her body and drawing her toward him. The bag fell from her right hand, the milk carton striking the ground and splitting open.

"Oh, see what you've done?" she gasped, staring at the broad white splash on the dirt. "So what? I'll fork over some coins for another carton-after I've finished.”

"What do you want from me?" she shot back, her eyes rounding with fear.

"What I usually get from the other girls around here." Al laughed, throwing back his head and revealing that crooked double row of white teeth again.

"You're crazy!" she gasped. "My uncle'll kill you if you try anything with me!”

"Not if you don't tell.”

Al’s eyes narrowed as he dropped the one hand from around her waist for a second. She watched him rubbing his fingers along his fly. She could see the thick, long outline of his cock! A small dark stain appeared at the tip, and Abbey knew they were thinking of fucking her, of raping her right here. The thought made her crawl with revulsion.

"Oh, you… you don't know what you're talking about… any of you!”

She looked around desperately, but saw nothing, nothing but the trees to one side of the road and a gentle downward sloping open field to the other.

"I'll scream!”

She was about to open her mouth when Al moved quickly. One hand wrapped itself tightly around her waist again while his other slipped over her opening mouth. Abbey was really terrified now, her arms flailing to either side of her body. Al quickly dragged her off the road into the woods, the other boys cat-calling and laughing.

His coarse, filthy palm rubbed over her mouth, pressing the girl's lips hard against her front teeth. She felt the balls of her feet dragging against the dirt, her sandals, slipping off. Someone was tugging at her skirt while another hand slipped into her blouse, squeezing her left tit. They were carrying her through the tall grass now. She felt the cool, damp blades caressing the backs of her legs. Looking over Al's fingers, the girl saw the towering pines on either side of her.

Suddenly Al twisted her head, tangling his fingers into her hair and pulling backward. Abbey yelped and jerked her hands up, her fingernails clawing at Al’s fingers as he pulled her hair harder. The girl could feel strands tearing from her scalp. Al was pulling back, back until she found herself bending over and tumbling to the ground.

"Oh man, come on, fuck 'er, fuck 'er!" the others chanted.

When Abbey tried scrambling around to get up, the tall redhead grabbed her face with both hands, covering her mouth with his lips and sticking that long, slippery hot tongue into her throat.

Abbey nearly vomited! No one, no one had ever dared to kiss her like that. Even the guys she liked didn't dare touch her like that! The girl screamed into his mouth, her legs kicking out in front of her. The boy laughed, moving back then jerking one hand high over his head.

Abbey's terror-stricken eyes followed, watching as the hand arched down. There was a rush of air followed by the dry, smacking sound of flesh against flesh. Abbey felt the blow on her left cheek, the fingers leaving long red-hot marks on her skin. Her head snapped to one side, her fine hair sweeping over her face. The girl let out a muffled scream, bracing herself to keep from falling over.

"That's good, Paul. Can't keep the little bitch thinkin' we're gonna let 'er get away with too much.”

"You… you… " Abbey sputtered, putting one hand to her injured cheek and blinking the hot tears from her eyes.

"For a little bitch who put us down the other day, you sure don't have much to say now.”

Al stood in front of her, still rubbing his long cock through his Levi's. It had seemed to grow bigger!

"You like what you see, eh? You wanna see what I'm gonna stick into you?”

The other boys murmured in agreement as Abbey tensed, scooting her ass back over the smooth, grass-covered ground. Above her, the pines whispered excitedly as a breeze stirred from the north.

"No, no… ”

Al watched her, never taking his eyes off the trembling girl as he unsnapped his jeans, pulling open the zipper then shoving his trousers to his ankles. Abbey saw the cock better now, the fat long thing pushing the elastic red and white band of his jockeys out from his muscled belly. The young farmboy shoved his shorts down, his eight-inch cock swinging out long and thick, pointing right at Abbey.

Abbey turned away, her heart nearly jumping into her throat. Surely something like that would hurt her for good!

"Come on, baby, I know you want a little action. Bet you're good and primo hot for me right now.”

"You're disgusting," she spat back.

"You won't feel that way later.”

While smoothing one hand up and down the length of his cock, Al used his free hand to grip her long brown hair once more, jerking her head forward and forcing her to take a long look at his cock and balls.

"Unhhhh! You're… you're hurting me!" she wailed, smelling the sour odor of his unwashed crotch.

He had her face up close to his groin. The long black hair protecting the thick root of his prick brushed against her cheeks and nose. Her heart was pounding like mad while her blood scorched her veins. Never in her life had she done something even near to this. Her mother had told her how bad girls always wound up "in trouble." But now the cringing teen found herself in this horrible spot, and there was nothing she could do.

"Take a good look at it, Miss Abbey," Al said mockingly, twisting his fist more tightly in her hair. "Take a good look at it. Fight me and I'm gonna piss inside you. My fuckin' bladder's almost as full as my balls.”

Abbey choked and gagged, praying God that somehow she'd be spared this humiliation, this degrading act Al was about to foist on her. But secretly the teen knew nothing would stop them. The boys were looking out on the road all the time to make sure no one came into the woods without them knowing about it. Her aunt wouldn't become too concerned for a while and by then they would have finished with her! Abbey shook her head and screamed once more. But Al quickly dropped that awful hand back over her mouth, threatening to knock her teeth in if she didn't keep quiet.

"Now you be real nice and you're probably gonna enjoy this as much as we do.”

"No, no!”

Al’s wet mouth slobbered all over her ear as he dropped beside her and fumbled with the buttons of her white blouse.

"You be a nice girl and I'm gonna give you a gift. It's gonna be somethin' nice and hard and hot. You'll learn to love what I'm gonna shoot into you. And when I'm not around, you're gonna wish you had me here.”

Abbey felt her tummy muscles tightening. That would never happen! She could never think of a time in the future when she'd want this deviate near her.

His breath stank of beer and decay. He had her twisted around now, her belly on the soft ground while he climbed on top of her. Abbey twisted her face to one side, her hot cheek pressing against a layer of fallen leaves. Her knees sank into the soft dirt while the other boys gathered around to watch. Abbey groaned and the hand around her mouth relaxed a little, the other staying tangled in her hair, keeping her close to the ground.

She heard him panting like some horrid animal in her right ear, his crotch rubbing up against her ass. She saw several pairs of feet moving around her head. There was no way she could pull her face up from the ground without causing herself more pain. Every move she made was rewarded by a sharp tug at her hair.

The hand around her mouth finally slipped away and Abbey let out a groan of relief. Her skirt had slipped up until the hem was gathered around the lower swells of her ass and she could feel his Levi's and bare legs now.

"Oh God!”

His cock! She could feel that awful thing sliding up and down the back of her right thigh! And she could feel his fingers rubbing up against the thin soft material of her panties, pushing it into the narrow ass crack. Abbey flushed a deep red, feeling her face burning with shame and embarrassment as the young farmboy wriggled suggestively atop her.

"Man, oh man, this little girl's built!" he panted, slipping one hand inside the right leg-band of her panties.

Abbey cringed, curling her fingers into two tight fists and pressing them hard against her chin.

Al enjoyed her horror, her disgust of him and his buddies. He squeezed her ass, pinching the girl so hard until she squealed like a kicked pig.

"Eaghgghghh!”

The others roared with laughter, mocking her as her cry turned into a sob. That hand that had pinched her began moving all around her now, feeling on down her thigh, then back up to her ass.

His knees were on top of the backs of her legs now, pressing down firmly and hard, hurting her. Abbey let out another cry as she felt her panties being stretched up against her crotch. Only then did she feel an odd twinge of sensation in her cunt caused by the cotton crotchband snugging up between her pussy lips.

When Al ran his fingers down and tried to slip them around to her pussy, the girl clamped her legs together. The stench of his breath became overpowering as he twisted more of her hair with the one hand while forcing her thighs apart with his other. The girl fought with every bit of her strength. Beads of perspiration dotted her forehead while the veins stood out in her neck. But the farmboy was far stronger than she and finally Al forced his knees between hers, spreading her thighs apart.

His hands moved down, the one sliding under her elastic legband and moving down from her asshole. In a moment Abbey felt him rubbing his rough right index fingertip up against the bottom junction of her cuntlips. The girl groaned, closing her eyes in defeat while she felt the sour bile in her throat. She swallowed hard, determined not to give these boys a bigger show than she already had.

"Oh, man, she's nice and warm down there. You a virgin, baby?”

Abbey breathed hard, unable to answer at first. "Y-y-yes," she stammered finally.

"Gonna make things messy, but it's gonna be fun plowin' this field.”

Abbey squirmed and writhed, still trying to pull away from him. But Al had a good tight grip on her hair, yanking back now and then and laughing at her cries. She could feel the boy's jabbing cock shove into the junction between her thighs. All that separated his cock from her cunt were her panties right now. Al shoved down once more, reaching around and tugging up her briefs until the crotchband had halved her cunt. Once more the girl felt that tingling sensation just around her clit. What on earth was happening to her!

"Poor little girl," he said mockingly. "You oughtta be smilin', knowin' what's gonna happen to you.”

"Get that skirt and panties off her," Paul whispered, shoving his Levi' s down and revealing his long, skinny cock.

Al muttered in assent, grabbing the bottom of her blouse. Yanking it, he tore it open, popping two of the buttons off and sliding it from her shoulders. Abbey groaned more loudly when she felt him fumbling with the rear snap of her bra. Her full, high-riding tits tumbled out, pillowing flat against the ground and for the first time the girl was glad she was on the ground face-down. At least that way she was spared the boys' leering looks at her naked tits.

"Man, big tits-nice tits," Al muttered, sliding his hands around and cupping her tits while he shoved his cock up against her ass.

He bit her neck, making her scream in pain while he rubbed his fingertips over and over her hardening red nipples. At times he pinched them while humping into her, telling her all the terrible things he was going to do to her.

The talking, the nipple-fingering, the dry humping against her ass were doing something awful to Abbey, something the girl just couldn't fathom. Her cunt was beginning to heat up and tingle! Abbey jerked like a maniac still trying to spring loose. But she could no longer ignore the slick rub of her virgin cunt lips against one another. What was happening?