by Kim Knight
‘Mind if I have a piece of arse?’ someone asked and Mia prayed that the man who had spoken wasn’t talking about her.
‘Be my guest,’ Kent responded, dashing Mia’s hopes.
‘You sure, you not got anything planned for this one?’
‘Not tonight. This one is being thrown back for now,’ he replied and she heard him laugh, ‘So, no holes barred.’
‘Fantastic.’
Suddenly she felt hands pushing at her buttocks and she cried out, struggling again as the tip of a hard cock pressed against her tighter opening. She had never been fucked there before and she tried to tell them, tried to beg them to stop the man.
Kent appeared on the other side of the car and studied her, ‘I do believe our little slut is an arse virgin.’
‘Really?’ the man behind her said, ‘Shit, that’s gonna hurt.’
‘Stick your cock in her cunt,’ Harper announced, ‘you’ll find plenty of lubricant there. That tazer would have made her cream.’
She gasped as the man’s thick cock was forced into her pussy and she quivered with pleasure, astounded to feel the truth of the woman’s words. The man behind her laughed and thrust into her a few times before pulling free. His fingers delved into her next as he scooped her juice into his fingertips and spread the thick, musky come around her anus. He pushed his finger into her and Mia gasped at the sudden entry into her virgin hole. He curled his finger and Mia quivered, gasping as waves of pleasure coursed through her.
‘She likes that,’ Harper laughed. ‘Did you realise that she was such a submissive?’
Kent shook his head, still standing on the other side of the car, ‘Not until after we had beaten her.’
‘Has she come yet?’
He shrugged, ‘I don’t think so.’ He glanced at Harper, ‘What are you thinking?’
‘I was just thinking that we should let Kelly show her a good time.’
‘Now?’ Kent sounded disappointed.
‘Oh no. Kelly hasn’t had the tazer on her tits yet.’
If anything was said after that Mia didn’t hear it because suddenly the man’s cock was pushing at her virgin hole and she screamed loudly. The thick dome of his helmet pushed hard against her resisting arse and she shook her head from side to side. His helmet was forced in and she cried out as her arse closed around the hard rod of his cock. He groaned as he forced himself in, there was a pained tone to his pleasure and his fingers gripped her buttocks as he was squeezed harshly in her tight passage. He held himself there and then suddenly, with a disbelieving cry, he shuddered and came deep inside her.
Kent raised his eyebrows and looked over Mia’s shoulder at the man. ‘Impressive,’ he half laughed, ‘she’s that tight, eh?’
‘Uh, huh,’ he grunted in response and pulled free, making Mia cry out again.
‘I gotta have a go at that then,’ someone said and then two other voices agreed. Mia stared at Kent with pleading eyes, even though she knew it was pointless.
He just stared back at her, tilting his head slightly so that he could see over her shoulder, ‘Form an orderly queue.’
Mia gasped and managed to turn to look over her shoulder at the four men who had lined up behind her. ‘Please,’ she said to the first man who didn’t even hear her as he stepped forward and parted her buttocks. Her anus was still open from the man who had just had her, his semen lubricating her tight hole so that the second man’s entry was easier but no less painful. She screamed again and then looked sideways as another female cry joined hers. Kelly was sobbing next to her, struggling as Mia had and she knew that the tazer had found the slave’s nipples. The sight of the screaming slave beside them was too much for the man who was fucking her arse and her came as quickly as the first. The next man took his time, ploughing her bruised arse carefully, enjoying the strokes into her tight hole. Jameson continued to play intermittently with Kelly’s nipples and Mia couldn’t help but watch the slave’s reactions. Once the third man had come inside her the last man stepped forward and slid easily into her now well-used arse. He tapped on the window and waved for Jameson to use the tazer on Mia who screamed and struggled. He pushed her against the window, using his own body weight to hold her firm while Jameson ran the electricity over her painful nipples. Mia screamed louder than ever before she swooned and her face fell forward onto the roof of the car. She came to a moment later with the man fucking her arse violently, lifting her feet off the floor and causing even more pain to lance through her breasts and bruised buttocks. He suddenly pulled free of her and she felt hot splashes explode across her arse cheeks.
Mia had fallen forward across the roof again and they had left her for a few moments. When Jameson opened the window, she fell backwards but was caught by a strong pair of arms. The world shifted crazily as she was lifted up and pushed onto the roof of the car. Her ankles were grabbed and she was hauled towards Kelly, her legs on either side of the slave’s head. She tried to sit up but hands grabbed her shoulders and held her down.
‘You know what to do, Kelly,’ Harper snapped as Mia was pulled closer to the slave’s mouth.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ she responded. Her voice was smooth and deep and Mia felt her pussy react to her instantly. The first touch of her tongue was almost as electric as the tazer and she gasped loudly as pleasure swamped her in a warm blanket that grew hotter as the slave’s tongue explored her pussy. She groaned and gasped, her hips circling as the slave drew her pleasure out like a musician playing an instrument. It was with her tongue buried deep inside Mia’s pussy that Jameson put the tazer to her nipples again. The slave’s shocked scream filled Mia’s cunt and she cried out, her pleasure equalling the slave’s pain. The tazer drew scream after scream from the slave but she worked on and soon Mia was panting with pending climax. She expected them to stop the slave at any moment, expecting them to torture her further by denying her pleasure. But they didn’t and as her pleasure crested and the most incredible climax broke over her, she almost screamed her thanks to the men who had abused her and let her have some release. She would have thanked them had her pleasure not stolen every ounce of breath that she had, leaving her shuddering and gasping on the roof of the police car.
They left her on the roof while two of the men took it in turns to fuck Kelly. They fucked her cunt mercilessly, making her scream, pant and groan in equal measure. When they had both come, they left her in an agony of arousal while Jameson opened the window and released her marked breasts. The slave was forced onto her back, crying out as the harsh ground dug into her skin. Mia was dragged down from the roof and made to kneel between the slave’s legs.
‘You have until we have finished out fags to show your thanks to the slave,’ Harper told her and then wandered off to join the men.
Kelly was groaning with unspent lust, her lips pulled back in a grimace as she looked desperately at Mia. ‘Please,’ the slave whispered.
‘Silence!’ Harper barked, ‘Think yourself lucky that I want to see that whore tonguing your filthy pussy. I’ll just have to punish you for that later.’ Kelly flinched but her eyes stared longingly at Mia, thoughts of her impending punishment seemed to arouse her all the more. Mia slowly lowered her mouth to the slave’s cunt. She had never pleasured a woman before and had only been pleasured herself by one, for the first time just a few moments before. She smelt the musky scent of the two men that had had her and licked tentatively at the sticky juice. She thought she would be repulsed by the taste but she wasn’t and, if anything, it was intoxicating. She lapped the juice from between and around the slave’s cunt lips, cleaning her outside and within her outer lips. When there was none left to clean, she delved her tongue inside. Kelly cried out, bucking her hips up to meet the thrust of her tongue, grinding her pussy onto the tentative organ. She needed more and tried to convey her need without speaking, for fear of the punishment that would follow. Mia understood her
need but with her hands still cuffed behind her back there was little that she could do. She pushed her mouth hard against the pussy, forcing her tongue as deep as she could. Then she pulled free and lifted her tongue to the sensitive nub above. She pushed hard, closing her lips around the fleshy button and sucking hard, running her teeth gently around the nub and making Kelly scream. She sucked as hard as she could and then quickly drove her tongue into the cunt beneath. The slave’s back arched as her climax bowed her spine. Her scream was more of a sob as she relaxed and rolled sideways to curl into a ball.
Mia sat back on her haunches, she didn’t know what to do as she watched the slave shuddering in the aftermath of her climax. She looked up at the group of seven men and one woman who were watching her with interest. There was something animalistic about the way that they watched her - like a pack of predators deciding on the best way to bring down their prey. As Mia stared back at them she realised that she was so very close to the truth. She glanced over her shoulder. The car that had brought her was just a few feet behind her - she could jump in, lock the doors and get away. She didn’t know if the keys were still in the ignition and it didn’t matter, she knew how to hotwire a car. She took a deep breath, this was going to be her best chance. She turned to look back at the group, to see if they were still staring or how she could cause a distraction. Her sight of the group was obscured by a pair of male legs and she looked up into the angry face of Sergeant Kent. She saw his hand a moment before it struck her cheek and slammed her sideways. ‘Tell me that you weren’t thinking what I thought you were.’
She looked up at him from her prone position and she wanted to give a sarcastic response but her fear froze her brain, she had nothing to say. Slowly she shook her head and managed to whisper, ‘No.’
‘Good,’ Kent snarled and spat at her before turning away, sneering at Kelly as he passed. Mia wiped his spit from her cheek and stayed where she was, too afraid to move in case she in some way gave him cause to hit her again.
‘Time for your punishment,’ Harper announced and Mia looked up quickly, sighing with relief as she watched the woman haul her slave up by the hair. She was made to lie between two of the cars and her wrists and ankles were tied to the two vehicles. Mia jumped as the engines were started and then she couldn’t help but stare as the two cars carefully edged backwards, tightening the rope and pulling the slave off the ground. Kelly cried out as her body was stretched horizontally, her legs spread. Harper approached her sobbing slave, a truncheon held in both hands. ‘Guess where these are going.’
The slave sobbed loudly, shaking her head, ‘Mistress, please, I’m sorry, I -’ the slave gasped and then cried out as the first truncheon was slid into her cunt and then the second into her arse. Her cries were abruptly cut off by one of the men who moved to kneel by her head. He grabbed her hair, tipping her head back and forcing his cock down her throat. She gagged on his length, her body swaying a foot above the ground.
Harper slipped a multi-stranded whip from the back of her trousers and held it against her shoulder while she watched the man fucking the slave’s mouth. ‘I’ll wait until you’ve finished before I whip the slut’s tits.’
‘That’s good of you,’ the man grunted as he buried himself deeply, making Kelly choke, her breasts heaving as she tried to relax.
Mia was so caught up in the scene being played out before her that she didn’t notice Jameson approach her. She gasped loudly as he grabbed her shoulder and forced her up onto her knees. Then her face was pushed down against the ground and he pulled her arse up so that her cunt was presented to his swollen cock. Mia groaned as he fucked her, the sight of the bound slave in front of her an erotic addition to the pleasure that his cock drew from her pussy. She imagined herself tied like that, awaiting the fall of the whip across her breasts and although her gut tightened with fear, her body tightened lower down as well. Jameson grunted as her pussy gripped his cock and he slapped her buttocks with both hands, making her cry out. ‘I’m not fucking you for your pleasure.’
Kent looked over, raising his eyebrows, ‘If she comes, I’ll punish her for it.’
Mia felt her pussy contract at the thought and Jameson grunted again. Kent slowly walked over, studying Mia as he approached.
‘I’ll take that whip that Harper is holding and start with your tits. Then I’ll whip your arse while one of my friends fucks your mouth. Maybe I’ll shove a truncheon up your arse while I whip it ... or better yet, two truncheons and one in your cunt.’ He knelt down in front of her, gripping her chin to hold her head up, ‘And then I’ll whip your cunt before I fuck you until you pass out.’
Mia screamed, her eyes closing as her pussy gushed juice down her thighs and the man who was fucking her. He cursed loudly, pulling away from her and glaring at Kent, ‘Did you have to fucking do that?’
Kent smiled and nodded as he let Mia’s head fall forward, ‘I just wanted to see if I could.’ He stood up and walked away. Mia sensed him return and she slowly looked up, although she knew what she would see in his hand. Her eyes widened with fear when she saw the multi-stranded whip and he smiled down at her, ‘Don’t worry, my little slut, I’m not going to do everything I said.’ His words were far from comforting and she couldn’t help but wonder what he did plan to do. He dragged her to her feet and forced her over to the car that Harper and the slave had arrived in. She was made to lie down with her feet towards the car while he tied some more rope around her ankles. Two of the other men then lifted her up while he tied her ankles securely to the roof rack of the car. Once she was secured, they let her down and she gasped as her shoulders rested on the floor, her head bent at a painful angle. She managed to adjust her position slightly by pushing her elbows under her but Kent kicked her arms away, ‘If I wanted you to be comfortable I would have fetched you a cushion.’ She looked up at him as he raised the whip and then she screamed, even before the strands had found her exposed cunt. The leather sliced along her pussy lips and inner thighs, forcing a painful shudder to ripple through her body. He lifted the whip and waited for the shudders to ease before he struck her again. Mia was screaming and sobbing openly by the time he had delivered ten blows to her burning cunt. He stopped and she gasped with relief, only to scream again as Clive stepped forward and forced a truncheon into both of her holes. He rolled them between his fingers and then slowly began to move them in and out. Unbelievably, Mia felt her body reacting to the stimulation and she groaned loudly as her holes were fucked. He drew her to the point of climax and then suddenly pulled the wooden phalluses from her, leaving her shuddering with unspent lust. The whip found her cunt again and her tears soaked her hair as she was beaten again. She couldn’t count the lashes that befell her pussy, it was one long agony that had her screaming for mercy. When Kent had finished the beating he handed the whip back to Harper and then let Mia down. He pushed her, face down, across the bonnet of the car and pulled her hips back so that he could painfully impale her on his throbbing cock. Mia cried out, throwing her head back. In the windscreen she could see the reflection of Harper as she raised the whip. She couldn’t see the slave but she heard her a moment after the wet leather strands found her breasts. Kent fucked her harshly, his fingers digging into her hips and sliding her up and down the cold bonnet. His fucking became more and more painful and when she started to struggle he had her hands tied to the two wing mirrors. He had said that he would fuck her into unconsciousness but he didn’t manage it and she gasped as she felt his come filling her. She slumped forward across the bonnet but there was no respite as she felt another man moving into her. The sound of the whip falling across Kelly’s breasts and her resulting cries were a constant accompaniment through the fucking.
After the man had finished with her, Mia was aware that the beating had stopped. She felt the car move and then suddenly a pussy was presented to her mouth. Harper leant back against the windscreen and slid her pussy onto Mia’s mouth. ‘Well?’ Mia tentativel
y licked between the pussy lips but that wasn’t enough for the Mistress and she grabbed her hair, pulling her face painfully into her cunt.
‘Pete, give this slut some encouragement.’ Mia struggled as the meaning of the Mistress’ words sank in but there was no escape and she screamed against the pussy before her as the whip found her buttocks.
‘Again,’ Harper instructed and then gasped as Mia’s mouth was forced against her pussy.
‘Again,’ she spat, ‘the stupid whore hasn’t got the fucking message yet.’ The whip fell across her buttocks again and Mia screamed before she quickly drove her tongue into the musky tasting cunt. Harper cried out and ground her hips forward, ‘Ahh, yes! Again, whip the fucking slut ... ahh! Whip her until she makes me fucking come!’ Harper continued to spout obscenities, twisting Mia’s hair in her fists, until she suddenly screamed loudly and Mia felt her juice gushing into her mouth. She climbed from the bonnet and Mia slowly lifted her head, the breath catching in her throat as she saw the reflection of all the men behind her. It seemed that they all wanted to enjoy her again and Mia had no defence against them. She stared at the reflection as the first of them moved in on her cunt. He slid his cock into her pussy and then pulled free to slam it into her arse. She cried out, flattening herself against the bonnet as she was violently mounted. Kent had wanted to fuck her into unconsciousness and although he had failed once, he was the one fucking her, an hour later when she finally succumbed to the abuse of her arse and pussy that had been continued without pause. The darkness that surrounded her rode on the back of an unbelievable climax and was as great a release.
When she came to, she was alone and the first rays of sun were glinting off her naked body. She moved, as if in a dream, and dressed in the clothes that they had left her. She searched the surrounding area but couldn’t find her underwear or t-shirt. She walked slowly down the road. She wanted to be grateful that she had survived the night. They had beaten and abused her but she had remained intact - they hadn’t broken her. She was still Mia. Mia. Mia. Mia. She said it over and over again. Perhaps trying to convince herself that she was the same person who they had dragged up here to abuse and enjoy. But she wasn’t, was she? She wasn’t the same person. In the same way that she couldn’t deny that they had changed her, she couldn’t ignore the niggling feeling that they hadn’t finished with her. Mia wanted to cry but refused herself the luxury. Things had only just started - if she cried now then she would never survive whatever came next. And whatever that was, she wanted it......
