Chapter 4 - Forcing Angela to give up her Virginity.
Angela panicked when she heard the heavy sound of several pairs of boots coming down the hall. Not only the sound, but the smell of stale cigar told her that the General was one of them. She was still bound to the bed, her legs ached terribly, tied spread eagle sideways, it felt like she was being split up the middle. The Sergeant had visited the room twice, each time he had masturbated her, slowly rubbing her pussy, his fingers this time paying special attention to her clit, her embarrassment showing as he watched as her hips humped up and down in arousal. Each time he left her highly aroused, her nipples sharp and pointed, her pussy wet, throbbing. She almost wished he would fuck her. Fuck her and make her a woman.
The door opened, the room quickly filled with the three men. She could see the bulges in their pants, the General so obvious, his hand rubbing up and down his cock when he saw her. “No please don’t,” Angela cried, knowing they had come to rape her, afraid it would be the General first. She didn’t want the thought of losing her virginity to a pot-bellied older man to be the picture ingrained in her memory for life.
“Untie her from the bed, Sergeant. I think she needs to be warmed up first. Then maybe she will be more willing to spread her pussy open and gives us a good fuck. On her toes, stretched tall would be nice. Such a lovely body should be taut and available.” The General smiled at the thought of whipping her until she agreed to let him fuck her. It would feel good to have his cock snuggled tightly in a hot, teenage virgin pussy again, the thought of forcing her making him harder.
“Never,” Angela cried back, determined not to help them take her virginity, especially the General. She was relieved when the Sergeant untied her, especially between her legs. They had been spread wide too long, feeling as if she was torn up the middle. She closed them now quickly, her hand moving between, covering her sex, her other hand trying to hide her naked breasts. "Please," she begged looking at the Sergeant, hoping for some compassion. There was none, he grabbed her by her wrists and yanked up. The Doctor moved behind her, a rope in his hand.
"We'll see how we can make you sing for us Angela." The Sergeant grabbed her wrists, one large hand easily able to hold them together, as the harsh rope was twisted around them.
The Doctor was not idle, he let his hand linger on her ass, loving the feel of the soft, silky skin; see her squirm, trying to escape his touch. He gripped her cheek in his hand, holding it tight then releasing it, the red imprint of his hand on her white skin.
"Please, no," she begged as the Sergeant threw the rope over the wooden beam above her, pulling down the other end. He began to pull on the slack, his strength overpowering; Angela's hands began to raise slowly, all eyes on her as she was slowly roped. Her hands were in front of her face, unable to stop him, struggling to no avail except to make her breasts dance for them, embarrassed as they bounced gently. Her arms were now high over her head; Angela had to slip onto her toes before he stopped. The position was already painful, her body now so vulnerable as the Doctor proved, his hand slowly running over her stomach as he pressed against her ass, his jutting cock pushed into her naked cheeks.
The General looked at her young body stretched tall by the rope. Standing on her toes the tight muscles accented in her legs, long and shapely as they moved slightly while she tried to maintain the position. Her large breasts rose and fell with her breathing; her nipples pointed and still hard begged to be touched. He gazed down at her flat abs, past her neatly trimmed bush to take in the prize he sought, her virgin pussy. He could almost make out the pink insides, her labia hiding her treasure, her tightly clenched legs pressed together in hopes of preventing her rape. He picked up the belt, a thick leather belt at least four inches wide, supple black leather that would create a powerful sting when applied. He saw the look of terror on her face when she saw it, his cock jerking in his pants. "Yes, you'll give me your virginity willingly. You may resist at first, but your screams will make me ever harder." He folded the belt in half, gripping it in his large hand. He swung; her eyes closed tight, bracing for the first shock of the belt.
She couldn't believe that he was actually going to do it. But the look in his eyes was enough to convince her. They enjoyed forcing her; the tight bondage prevented her from resisting, this time the rope kept her body dangling in front of them, exposed and vulnerable. She heard the whisper of the belt as it cut through the air. It hit her with a thud, striking her high up on her thighs, slapping at the skin. She felt the pressure but nothing else, just the sound of the thud. "EEEEEHHH," she screamed, the pain suddenly shooting up from her tender thigh to her brain, the incredible pain as it felt like her blood vessels were popping. She danced on her toes, turning her body, her eyes wide open, trying to see where the General was, hoping to avoid another blow like the last.
The Sergeant watched her body jiggle, her tits bouncing as she tried to escape the General, her body turning, trying to move away. He hefted the belt he had in his hand, not as wide as the General's, only two inches wide, but the thinner width increased the pain level, the force of the blow condensed to a smaller area. He swung it low on her legs, hitting her on the calves, almost knocking her off her feet, as she was not expecting another blow from behind her, concentrating on trying to fend off the General.
"YYYIPPE," the sharp sting of the other belt slashing at her calves, jumping forward to escape, the stinging racing to her brain. She twirled around, catching a glimpse of the Sergeant behind her, a belt in his hand, a smile on his face. "SSSSPPLLLAAT," Angela's body pushed forward by the sudden impact on her ass. She twirled around again, confronted by the Doctor, a long leather paddle in his hand, the eight inch wide wooden paddle covered in black leather, sprinkled with shiny, metal studs that stood out. Her butt felt bruised, the unyielding wooden paddle smashing into her tender flesh, the metal studs digging painfully into her flesh. She was already growing tired, each man taking his time to pick out a fresh spot to hit, each time Angela unprepared for it, her body moving around, trying to hide from them, one of them always in a good position to take out their punishment on her. The General caught her on the side of her hip, the belt lashing out on the tender flesh, spinning her around just in time for the Sergeant to lash her thigh, the smaller belt finding its way between her tightly clenched thighs. She was shoved forward as the powerful blow of the Doctor pushed her body forward, the General let the belt slap against her tender abdomen, the leather felt like it cut her flesh.
Angela was beginning to sweat, her toes cramping as she danced around trying to hide from the next blow but each time one of them was able to find a part of her body unprotected. Her skin stung from the multiple welts the belts had inflicted on her sensitive flesh, her butt felt bruised by the leather paddle so accurately swung by the Doctor. They were getting more accurate with the belts, Angela fearing that the most, getting closer to her tightly clenched thighs, once the smaller belt slapping hard on her bush. Her screams were now hoarse, tiny yelps as she quickly tired.
"Get her attention Doctor, Sergeant get her back," the General ordered, standing in front of Angela. The smacking of the paddle on her ass cheeks shoved her forward, the Sergeant slapping the slim belt against her back, the General waiting until she arched forward, her breasts thrust out. He was ready, the thick leather belt swinging in an arc to slash into her pushed out tits, catching them just underneath, pushing them upward into the air. The look on her face was priceless, the scream ear shattering as her tender breast flesh was stung with the powerful blow.
"GGGODDD, noooot there!" How could they do that, hitting her unprotected and tender breasts? She felt them bouncing up and down from the blow, the heat of the blow burning her flesh. Another slap with the paddle, this time on her thighs drove her forward again. She braced herself for the slash against her back, the Sergeant not disappointing her, the belt catching her up the arms, her tender arm pits slashed by the painful leather. She moved sideways to escape the pain only to turn right into the belt of the General, it swung in anticipation of her movement. "EEEEEHHH," she screamed as the belt tore into her right breast, this time her nipple receiving the brunt of the slashing leather. It felt like they were tearing it from her body, an icy burn, much more painful then their fingers before, she could almost feel it bleeding.
"No, not with that," she begged, the Doctor in front of her with the paddle. She couldn't turn away, the Sergeant behind her, holding her forward. The Doctor let the paddle move upward and slap at the underside of her breasts, making them bounce as he hit them. They jiggled higher and higher as he continued striking them before rubbing the metal studs of the paddle back and forth over her nipples. They were already hard from the pain, the studs dragging painfully back and forth over the pushed out tips like a rasping file, feeling as it was trying to skin them. They became so sensitive, sure they were raw now.
Her head was thrown back, the Sergeant gripping her hair tightly, arching her head back until she was staring at the ceiling. She felt the paddle slip under her breasts, the Doctor pushing upward, her breasts feeling like they were about to be served up on a platter. She could see the belt out of the corner of her eye, gliding effortlessly through the air. She heard the sickening splat as it slammed into her thrust up breasts, the paddle making them absorb the full impact of the blow. She screamed, the sharp shrill of her voice bouncing off the walls as the intense pain registered in her brain. Her breasts felt like they were on fire. Her breathing was ragged, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to suck in air. "NNNNOO!" She screamed again as she saw the belt flying through the air, this time from the other side, her breasts again its target. She felt her breasts pushed up into the air to meet the leather, the thud of the belt hitting flesh making her stomach sick, the pain following quickly. How could they do such a thing? A woman’s breasts were tender, not to be beaten and whipped. All she could feel was the throbbing and burning of her flesh.
"The nipples, do the nipples with your belt Sergeant," the General wanting her nipples to suffer the painful touch of the thin leather belt.
Angela trembled as they posed her breasts, the paddle used to arch them upward, her nipples prominently displayed, so vulnerable. Her tear filled eyes watched as the Sergeant swung the belt sideways to catch one of her nipples straight on, slapping the hard, swollen tip into her breast flesh. The pain was immediate and intense, the delicate nub slapped harshly with the unyielding leather. She screamed as he moved to the other side, feeling her other breast served up for the terrible belt, posed and prepared for the belt as it swung again, striking the pink tip with unbelievable force. She thought they were going to burst, the pain shooting out from the tips to run up her spine. She felt them throbbing, the pain intensifying, sure they were swollen and bruised irreparably.
"Again," the General ordered, the Doctor using the paddle to lift them up again, the Sergeant accurate in his swing, twice more her nipples were subject to the cruel lash of the leather belt, twice more she screamed in pain as they inflicted the harsh punishment. The General moved in front of her, his hands moving up to cup her breasts almost delicately, hefting the large tits in his hands, his fingers rolling the tips, seeing her cringe in pain as he touched the red, swollen nipples. "It's a shame to ruin such lovely tits Angela. All you have to do is agree to spread your pussy for us and give us all a good fuck." He smiled, hoping that she would still not agree, his cock loving the sound of the leather hitting her young flesh.
Even though she was in such pain she had no intention in giving in, not after what she had already suffered. She wouldn't give up her virginity to the fat General. "Never!"
The General smiled, pleased at her response. His hands slid down her body, over her naked hips now covered with a glistening of sweat, feeling her ass cheeks, warm to the touch, the paddle effectively heating them up. He clenched them, feeling her squirm under his touch. "Give me a piece of rope," the Sergeant handing him a length of harsh rope. He began to loop the rope around her upper thigh, making sure that it was tight, seeing her skin bulge around the thick rope. "Hang it over the wooden rafter," the Sergeant throwing it over the beam and pulling the other end of the rope as it hung down.
Angela was afraid again, her leg already beginning to tingle, the rope too tight. She saw the General smile as the Sergeant pulled on the rope, feeling her leg begin to pull up, struggling to try to stop them, fearing what they planned to do. "NNNO," she screamed as her leg rose up, her foot as high as her other knee, bent outward, her foot hanging uselessly. She could feel her crotch began to spread open, the General moving closer to her, the smell of his cigar breath overpowering.
The General let his hand run up her sleek inner thigh, the satiny skin lightly covered with sweat as she struggled to get loose, her leg shaking, the rope effectively keeping her spread open for him. He moved higher up her thigh, seeing her pussy lips already parted by the bondage, his eyes looking up at hers. "What a beautiful pussy Angela. It would be a shame to have to whip it until you decide to fuck us. But it will make it a more enjoyable fuck, the pain from your whipped pussy lips will force you to dance on our cocks.” He stroked her pussy, running his fingers over the outer lips, pinching them, making her squirm. He gripped one lip and began to spread it back, gazing down as her pink insides were revealed to the evil men. “What a pretty pussy Angela. You liked it when the Sergeant masturbated you, didn’t you?” He let his finger slide up and down her lips, touching her silky skin, feeling the moisture grow as he touched every inch of her inner lips. “Yes, I can feel you getting wet.”
“Smack,” the Doctor slapping her hard on the ass with the paddle, shoving her hips forward, the General gripping her sex tightly in his hand. “Yes, again,” he ordered him, his fingers playing with her sex as her ass was beat with the paddle.
No, she couldn’t be getting wet from the General. The paddle hurt, the metal studs felt like nails driving into her cheeks, but she felt the unmistakable feeling between her legs as the General touched her in places that only the Sergeant had been. His fingers were surprisingly gentle after the brutal beating with the belt. Maybe it was the relief that they had stopped, even though she knew it was only temporary. She could almost enjoy it if it wasn’t for his smell, the stench of his cigar and sweat overpowering. His fingers continued to explore her pussy, fat fingers pulling back her lips, sometimes too harshly, touching her vagina, pushing into the tightly clenched hole, rubbing around the opening, her juices aiding his masturbation. Now she felt the Sergeant behind her, his large hands easily gripping her cheeks tightly, pulling outward, feeling her cheeks spread open, knowing her anus was open and exposed. “Please, not there,” she begged as she felt his fingers move closer to her anus, two thick fingers at each side, pushing in and outward. “AAAAHH,” she moaned as she felt her anus spread open, feeling the burning sensation as her tiny pucker was spread open. She felt a cold, wet finger placed against the hole, feeling her anus spasm on the offending digit, her pussy clenching as she was fingered front and back. She felt so helpless, roped and whipped, her body open and exposed, two men fondling her young body, Angela unable to stop them taking whatever they wanted from her. “UUGGH,” she was suddenly impaled front and back, the General pushing a fat finger into her virgin pussy until it banged against her hymen, the Sergeant thrusting a slick finger into her rectum, massaging the clenching muscle. Her hips jerked back and forth on the duel fingers, driving one inside deeper, resisting, only succeeding in driving the other finger in deeper.
“I think she is ready. It is so much better to get them wet and aroused. The lash of the belt is much harsher when it hits the flesh.” They both pulled from her orifices, her body fighting to keep them, tightening on them as they slid out her wet holes. “Tie up her ankle first,” the Sergeant tying a rope around her ankle, throwing it over the beam, yanking her ankle up higher then her knee, the plane of her sex now grossly exposed. She opened her eyes in time to see them both step back, their hands brandishing the belts again. She could feel the cool air on her wet sex, knowing that her pussy and anus was spread open wide, defenseless and exposed. She knew it was going to hurt, but she couldn’t even fathom the pain from the first lash of the belt. It almost looked like slow motion as the General swung the thick leather belt up from the floor. It seemed to glide through the air and suddenly disappear from her sight. She felt the thud of the leather hitting her directly between her legs. It seemed to push her pussy lips back, the thick leather sliding inside her lips to strike her tender pink pussy, the rough leather strap slapping at the tender skin so harshly. The pain was sudden and intense, growing dizzy, as her brain couldn’t even comprehend the feelings from her sex. It felt like she was ruined for life, a deep burning coming from deep inside her. She screamed, her throat growing hoarse. “EEEEHHHH,” her chest heaving up and down, dancing on one foot, her other foot hanging uselessly, her crotch so exposed.
The Doctor grabbed the belt from the Sergeant, eager to join in. He let the slim belt slide up from the floor behind her back, Angela unprepared from the new assault on her body. It slapped in the vee of her legs, hitting the unprotected perineum, the tip of the belt moving underneath her to slap between her widespread pussy lips, the slim belt delivering a more concentrated blow to her lips, slapping harshly against one side. Her body jumped forward, her leg leaving the ground, swinging in the air as she screamed again. She turned around to confront him, only to feel the lash of the General again, this time lashing sideways, smashing her pussy lip to one side. Her lips were already beginning to swell, the skin taking on a deep red glow. She swung around again, this time the Doctor lashing downward, the tip of the belt slashing at her slightly gaping anus, the tip of the belt hitting the unprotected hole with a force that seem to drive in inside her rectum.
“GGGod,” she screamed in pain. It felt like a red hot stake was driven up her anus. The tiny hole began to spasm uncontrollably, Angela almost afraid she would have an accident, unable to control her own bodily functions. She felt a trickle of pee run down her thigh, clenching her pussy and anus tight more concerned with the humiliation then the pain of the belt. The belts came quicker now, the two men alternating between slashing at her body, the tips of the belts finding new, unprotected parts of her body each time. She could barely scream any longer, her body a mass of pain radiating from her sex, tears running down her face as she sobbed in pain. She didn’t know how much longer she could stand the pain or how much longer her sex could take the abuse before she was ruined for life. The General stopped, his fingers returning to massage her pussy, Angela jumping at the touch, her pussy too sore, even for a gentle touch. But the Doctor continued to beat her exposed anus, the tiny hole now red and swollen, clenching and unclenching uncontrollably. He even lashed out at her cheeks, red welts making them tender, Angela trembling as she waited for him to return to her anus, a fresh scream torn from her lips when he did. The General had two fat fingers in her vagina, spreading her open, the belt driving her on and off his fingers as if she was fucking them on her own accord.
“Are you ready to consent to fucking us Angela? Will you grip our cocks with your hot, tight little virgin cunt until we cum inside you? Or would you rather we beat that pretty pussy some more?” The slap of the belt between her legs sent her body onto his fingers, almost busting her cherry.
“Please, no more,” Angela sobbed, suddenly surrendering her virginity, unable to stand the pain any longer.
“Tell us what you are going to do Angela,” the Judge urged her, wanting her to say it aloud. The belt lashed out at her again.
“Fuck me!” She screamed in pain. “I’ll fuck your big cocks,” the belt lashing her pussy again. “Take my virginity!”
“Good girl Angela. But first I think we’ll bust your cherry. The Doctor is going to beat your asshole with the strap until you drive your pussy on my fingers and bust your hymen.” The General pushed his fingers deep inside her pussy, twisting them, making her feel his hard knuckles run over her clutching insides. He banged against her hymen, feeling the thin barrier stretching as his fingernails hit it. “Whip her hard!”
The Doctor didn’t need any encouragement, the thought of her taking her own cherry because of him almost made him cum in his pants. He put all of his strength in the next blow, swinging his arm back and then forward, the leather belt striking her asshole with his powerful strength. She screamed, her hips jumping forward, another scream followed, her virginity gone forever.
Her pussy seemed to swallow up his fingers as she drove forward. Her hymen stretched momentarily then tore, her body shuddering, a fresh scream torn from her lips. He felt the moisture on his fingers as they pushed inside her, touching parts of her body that were pure, his fingers turning in a corkscrew motion, fucking her with the two fat fingers. He began to finger fuck her, his fingers coated with blood, the red blood mixing with her juices, her thighs covered with a tiny stream of pink fluid running down her leg. “How does it feel to be fucked with fingers Angela?”
She sobbed, hanging like a piece of meat, her young naked body beaten and abused by the evil men, their cocks jutting out their pants, waiting to rape her. Now the worse part, fucking them as if she enjoyed it, letting them dump their cum inside her body. She was already sore, not sure how she was going to take three of them inside her, sure they wouldn’t care how much it hurt her, probably making it better for them if they could inflict some pain on her as they took her.
The Sergeant lowered the rope, his hand around her waist holding her up, her legs unable to support her. The Doctor had untied her leg, the feelings just beginning to get back into them. “Get cleaned up. We want you nice and fresh when we fuck you.” She managed to stumble over to the sink, finding a washcloth and towel, warm water feeling good on her tortured body. She wiped the dried blood from her thighs, a reminder of her lost virginity. Her sex burned, looking down her labia was swollen and red. She squeezed her cheeks, feeling the throbbing in her anus, sure that she was ruined for life. She washed herself, the warm water doing little to stop the dull ache that the belts had inflicted on her body. She turned around, dreading what she would have to do now. She looked up, all three of them naked now. The General’s fat stomach almost hung down over his cock. It was hard and erect, the head almost purple, his hands stroking the cock up and down. The Doctor was in better shape, not fat, but nothing like the Sergeant. His body was strong and muscular, her abs flat, his butt tight. She looked down at his cock, almost embarrassed at how large and hard it was. She remembered it well, her mouth used to service it, swallowing his abundant cum as they mutually serviced each other with their mouths.
“On the bed Angela. I’m first in that young pussy,” the General moving towards the bed, Angela’s pink ass swaying so seductively before him. He saw her kneel on the bed, her pussy peeking out from behind, her ass thrust up, her anus barely hidden from his gaze. “Turn over Angela,” watching as she lay down on her back, one hand over her sex, her eyes closed tightly, dreading what was about to happen to her. Her body was striped by the belts, red welts on her breasts and between her legs. Her nipples were still swollen from the abuse, perpetually hard and erect. “Hands over your head Angela, show us that lovely body.”
She felt her breasts push up as her arms stretched over her head. She opened her eyes, greeted by the sight of the three lecherous, naked men over the bed, staring at her body, three large cocks bobbing in the air, each eager to enter her tight pussy.
“Spread your legs open for us Angela, let us see that pink pussy.”
She cringed at the command, but obeyed, her legs slowly parting, feeling her lips begin to open, embarrassed at how exposed she was.
“More Angela, spread those pretty little thighs apart more,” the Doctor urged her.
Her legs were almost to the edge of the bed, the men not yet satisfied until her feet hung over the edge, her legs spread wide.
“Spread your pussy open with your fingers Angela, let’s see that pretty virgin pussy.” They didn’t wait, the General’s hands slapping her hard between the legs, his large palm hitting her directly on her spread pussy.
“EEEEH,” she screamed in pain, her pussy already sore from the belts, his hand bringing back the pain. She quickly moved her hands down to her sex, gripped her pussy lips and pulled them back in spite of the pain, the delicate lips sore from the cruel leather belt.
“Wider, spread them wider,” forcing her to pull them back until they were stretched wide, a groan escaping from her lips as she exposed herself for them. “Now your vagina. It’s going to have to stretch to take my cock inside. Use your fingers to fuck yourself. Get wet for my cock.” He raised his hand, Angela fearing another slap to her pussy, pushed a finger inside her pussy. “AAHH,” her finger painful, the tiny hole sore from losing her cherry. She felt her insides clench on her fingers, pushing harder, forcing her pussy to open up, sure that his cock would tear her for life.
They watched her as she finger-fucked herself, their cocks bouncing in pleasure as she masturbated for them, seeing her pussy began to glisten with her juices, getting her ready for her first fucking. The General moved down on the bed, grabbing one of her ankles, pulling it outward, his other hand on the inside of her knee, spreading her out and back. He repeated the procedure with her other leg, her pussy opening up nicely, her legs spread wide, her vagina slightly agape, ready for his cock. “Open your eyes, I want to see you as you get fucked for the first time.” He began to lower his body onto hers, his hands between their bodies, gripping his cock. He began to rub his huge cock up and down her slit, gathering up her juices, his cock leaking as it rubbed on her silky inside, lubricating the head as their juices mixed.
She felt his flabby stomach touch her skin, cringing at the thought of what was about to happen. She shuddered when she felt his hands fumbling between them, feeling the thick rubbery head of his cock rubbing up and down her pussy. God, how would she stand it, being fucked by a pot-bellied man three times her age, her virgin pussy forever taken from her, forced to fuck him as if he were a lover that she craved. She felt the head pushed against her vagina, the throbbing flesh felt huge, trying to shrink into the bed to escape the inevitable tearing that she knew was coming. She felt hands slide under her ass, gripping her cheeks, drawing her up to meet the incoming thrusts of his cock as his fat body began to settle down on hers, his hairy chest rubbing against her sensitive nipples painfully, the air pushed from her lungs as his weight sank down on her. She saw his face move towards her, moving her head sideways to escape, the Doctor moving over to push her face back up, the General’s lips smashing down into hers. The smell of his cigar filled her mouth, his tongue moving around inside, his bad breath making her choke as she was French kissed against her will. She could feel his hips begin to hump against her, the thick cock battering at the entrance to her vagina. His hands gripped her ass cheeks tighter, feeling his fingernails digging painfully into her flesh, forced to push her hips up higher, feeling his cockhead begin to breach the opening of her vagina. His body continued to crush hers, moaning as his cock slowly pushed her vagina open, his hips pushing in and out, each time with more force, each time the head slowly sinking into her virgin hole.
He loved the feel of the young girl beneath him, her tight body fighting his cock, his chest rubbing over her hard nipples, his tongue bathing the inside of her mouth. His fingers moved inward, pulling apart her cheeks, her wide spread legs unable to stop him from finding her tiny anus, unprotected. She struggled harder when his fingertip touched her hole, forcing her pussy to suck his cock deeper inside her as she arched up to avoid the probing finger. He heard her gasp as his cockhead punched inside her hole, her vagina gripping the thick head like a giant rubber band.
It hurt, hurt bad, his cock stretching her virgin pussy, his finger probing at her anus, forcing her to drive her pussy up and down his cock as his hips began to fuck her. She could hardly breathe, his lips locked to hers, his tongue continuing to run inside her mouth, the smell of cigars and bad breath making her gag, the thought of his cock inside her pussy making her sick to her stomach. His hips seemed to force her legs out wider, her crotch feeling as if she was being split up the middle, the cock slowing punching into her body with sharp jabs. The spasms of her pussy made it hurt even more, tightening up on the hard, thick cock that seemed to touch everywhere inside her once virgin passage. It seemed to drag her insides out when he pulled back, his finger forcing its way inside her anus, snuggling inside her rectum, rubbing the clamping muscle as he continued to fuck her, forcing her pussy down on his thick cock. She could only twist her hips to try to escape the brutal fucking, but she only succeeded in giving him a better fuck.
He finally pulled his mouth from hers, hearing her suck in air, his hands under her ass, one fat finger digging into her anus as she squirmed beneath him. He fucked into her hard, hearing her gasp as over half of his cock was fucking in and out of her pussy, her tight, hot teenage pussy gripping his cock, bringing him so much pleasure. He shoved harder, trying to drive his cock into her like a dagger, hearing her moaning in pain, his cock jerking in pleasure at her pain. He stuck two fingers in her asshole, feeling her anus stretched wide around his fat fingers, his hips driving hard inside her, her ass rising up to escape the cruel finger fucking of her asshole.
“Hurts,” she cried, “EEEEHHH,” his fingers tearing her defenseless asshole, her hips shooting up, his cock punching deep inside her bruised pussy, burying his cock hard against her cervix. His cock seemed to move every which way, touching places that shot pain into her spine, pulsating and jerking inside her as her pussy clenched in pain on the thick flesh. This was not how she thought she would lose her virginity, a gentle lover in a romantic setting, instead forced to fuck as two others watched her, their cocks hard, knowing they would be next inside her. His fat stomach was slapping noisily against her stomach, his heavy balls swung against her perineum, his cock pulling out then pushing back in, making her take the full measure of his cock, the thick cock sliding up and down her pussy with abandonment. She heard him yell, felt his body shudder as he drove his cock deep inside her, feeling it jerk and shudder. Suddenly she felt the wetness, knowing that he was cumming, filling her with his vile cum deep in her pussy. It seemed to shoot forever, his cock beginning to fuck her again, his cum dripping out of her pussy as he pulled out, shoving back in, the sloshing of his cock on her soaked pussy ringing out in the room.
He finally slumped down on her, crushing her with his weight, feeling her pussy began to push him out. He felt it slip out, getting up on his knees, seeing her pussy dripping with his cum, running down the insides of her thighs. He got up, the Doctor eager to take his turn, a washcloth in his hand, pulling her legs apart, her pussy washed quickly.
“No, it hurts too much, don’t do it again,” she begged, but the Doctor was already between her legs, pulling them out again, his hips pushing against her, his cock placed against her hole. “AAAGGG,” she screamed out in pain as he forced his cock inside her with one powerful thrust, not caring about her pain, wanting only to feel her hot teenage pussy wrapped around his cock. “Not my asshole,” she screamed as his hands crawled under her cheeks, sliding along her crack, now wet with the Generals cum until he found her asshole. The next time he thrust in, his finger joined in, shoved deep inside her asshole, past her rectum, entering her colon for the first time. It burned, his finger twisting and turning inside her, his hard knuckles rubbing her anal tract, his cock fucking her like a madman, his cock plunging in and out.
He enjoyed the way she screamed and twisted beneath him, her pussy so tight around his cock, her clenching asshole and pussy gripping his cock and finger as she suffered the duel ravishment of her body. He kissed her, his lips locked to hers, his tongue inside her mouth, twisting his finger painfully in her asshole until she relented and tongued him back. He lowered his head until his lips gripped one of the tits, his teeth nibbling on her nipple, feeling her back arching up in pain as he ground his teeth back and forth on the hard nipple, pinching it painfully. He fucked her for five minutes, the groans and moans escaping from her lips driving him to greater cruelty on his part. She was sweating beneath him, her hips forced up and down by his finger in her asshole, sawing in and out with each thrust.
Finally he shoved inside her just as the General did, bathing her pussy with his load of cum, the hot semen spraying her insides. Her pussy pushed his rapidly shrinking cock out, the Doctor getting up from between her legs.
The Sergeant moved over to Angela, grabbing her legs, spreading her open so he could clean some of the abundance of cum from her pussy. He pushed the washcloth inside her, seeing her cringe in pain as the rough washcloth ran over her tender insides. He saw the look on her face as his cock bobbed in front of her, larger and thicker then the two that had visited her pussy before. “Yes, give me a good fuck Angela and I will make you cum.” He grabbed her ankle, pulling one over her head, bending her body in two, her pussy drawn up, his cock ready to plunge inside her. He rubbed his cock over her vagina, the tightness of her legs would make her even tighter. He saw her anus, now swollen and red, the belt and the fingers taking its toll on her tiny hole. That would be another time, his cock would give her such delicious cramps when pushed into her asshole, massaging his cock so nicely.
At least the Sergeant was handsome, his cock so hard, not like the others. He shoved inside her, her legs held tightly together as he took her, raped her with his cock. It tore her insides, her ass twisting and turning, trying to escape the sword that buried itself inside her. She could only moan in pain as the Sergeant began to fuck her, fuck her hard, his powerful hips able to drive his cock inside with hard, brutal thrusts that banged his long cock against her cervix. Her pussy was so sore, battered by three cocks now, too many for a virgin, none of them caring any for her pain, in face that seemed to enjoy making her scream, the Sergeant’s cock doing a good job of it. She felt so pinned, doubled over, unable to do anything except lay their and take the rape of her body. She shivered in fear when his hands slid underneath her, feeling his fingers tapping at her asshole. “Do you want me to finger your asshole Angela?”
She knew what he wanted her to say, “yes,” she lied, feeling his calloused finger rubbing over her anus. She held her breath until she felt the pressure against her asshole, his finger suddenly popping inside her asshole, her hips shooting up, driving his cock painfully against her cervix again. He began to ride her hard, his hips slapping hard against her ass cheeks, her tits bouncing up and down from the brutal rape. His finger drove around inside her rectum, making her move about on his cock as he fucked her. She closed her eyes, wanting to get the other men’s faces out of her mind, concentrating instead on the handsome soldier that was fucking her, his tight abs slamming against her with each thrust, feeling his cock drag out, her clit rubbed by him as he fucked her. The thought of being taken so forcefully, his cock stroking her pussy, her body bent submissively in two gave her a tingling between her legs. She began to meet his strokes, driving her asshole down on his finger as he withdrew, a gasp from her lips as one finger became two, her anus burning as it suffered under his duel onslaught.
The Sergeant could feel the change coming over her, her body beginning to fuck back, Angela learning quickly how to fuck like a woman. “Cum for me Angela, cum with my cock inside you,” he ordered her, driving his cock into her harder, her thrusts back at him just as forceful. The fucked for ten minutes, the Sergeant able to hold back, making her take his rock hard cock, making her submit to the rape of her body. How he enjoyed this blonde American girl, how she learned to please him so rapidly. “Now” he ordered her, plunging into her hot pussy with a powerful thrust, rubbing up and down against her, making sure that he was rubbing her clit. She screamed, not from pain, but from pleasure, her eyes opened wide in ecstasy as her first orgasm from a cock inside her pussy washed over her body, her body shaking and shuddering, her pussy clamping down on the cock, refusing to let it go until it bathed her inside with his powerful spurts of cum.
“GGGOOD yes,” she cried, feeling her pussy juicing up, mixing with the cum that was already bathing her insides. They both came together, Angela bringing her arms forward to pull him close to her, her hips moving from side to side as they climaxed. She was exhausted when he pulled out of her, a river of cum dripping out her pussy, running down her thighs to soak the bed beneath her. She turned on her side, sobbing, drawing up her knees, her sex ablaze in pain and pleasure. She cried as the three men quickly dressed and left the room, tomorrow a new day, Christy’s lovely body would be available for torture.