[Traveller]

Winnie given the finger

Ken hadn’t thought twice when the smallest of their captive ladies had finally made it for another attempt to escape. He had liked to torment and fondle his beautiful former teacher Lillian’s soft body, but couldn’t help wanting also the innocently looking Winnie over at the opposite mattress – scared out of her wits, whimpering, with shaking thin legs out of the cute short dress, and long curly hair framing her terrified pretty face. He’d seen Ivan have fun with her little body, and both him and Ronny take her pussy up her skirts. Now that someone needed to catch her before she escaped, Ken happily took that opportunity before Ronny saw what was happening. Ken pushed Lillian hard back down on the mattress and then ran after Winnie.

Winnie saw the youngster coming and she desperately put all of her weight and power into pulling the heavy door open. She was afraid of the big guy and the other bastard who had also groped her, but she was just as afraid of the smallest rascal. She had always dreaded young thugs attacking her – especially when she was wearing short skirts. And that evil little creep was the worst she could imagine. She whined thinly of fear already before he caught up with her just as she got the door in motion, and was about to squeeze herself through it.

On way after her, Ken knew well in advance that she wouldn’t make it, and he could enjoy the sight of the light fabric of the dress dance around her skinny curves and thighs and her hair flowing shiny around her back and narrow shoulders as she ran and then fought the door. He could have grabbed her ass which he wanted so much, but he played it safe and got an arm around her waist, pulling her back into the room. She did not have a good grip on the door as she was about to make it through it, so he pulled her free from it and swung her light body around to face the room. He put his back on the door, and pushed it back closed. The young woman squirmed and trashed, hit and pulled on his arms and kicked his feet and legs. She kept on with her girly whining from the fear of being groped, and he loved it.

He got both arms around her slender body and dragged and pushed her a few feet towards the others, but didn’t bother to bring her to her mattress. He slid a hand down her stomach and over her mound and in between her thighs to take her pussy. She screamed and immediately collapsed towards the floor and curled up under him. She was about the same height as him, so he wasn’t able to hold her up and she ended up under him with her back up and the rest protected under her like a fetus. This forced his hand out of her crotch, but he still had a hold around her, now his grip pulled up to under her arms. He couldn’t avoid cupping her breasts.

Ronny and Ivan were busy keeping control of the two other women but kept interested eyes on Ken and cheered as he was all over the young teacher.

“Good catch, Ken! Teach her!”

“Yeah… she… almost slipped away!” Ken boasted, straddled over her, holding her down, He squeezed and kneaded her soft little tits through the dress and bra.

 “Nihh… Let goh…!” Winnie whined and whimpered of pain and humiliation and desperately tried to pull his hands off under her, but she had gotten into a hopeless position – stuck and with his hands locked to her breasts. She tried to get her legs in the position to get up, to get away. But he roughed her back under control, against the hard floor.

“Hehe, yeah… cute little titties!” he laughed, enjoying the power over her. Her tits were soft little trophies, but what he liked the most was how desperately the young woman squirmed and kicked and whined as he took her. He liked it so much that he gave her a bit of slack. He let go one arm and she tried to crawl forward, out of his grip of her breasts.

But just as her legs straightened behind her to help kick her forward and him away, he moved his free hand down to her ass. His fingers dove in under the little of the hem of the dress left there and stroked thin fabric and laces up over her smooth cheeks. He stopped at the hip and stroked back down and started caressing her round little butt through the thin pantyhose.

“Hehe, teach… that’s a cute ass you’ve got for me!”

“Nohhh…! Nihhh…” she whined, trying both to clench for protection or kick to get free, making her an easy prey for the horny creep. She quickly got his greedy hand up her butt and crotch from behind and squirmed desperately as let out a sharp thin scream.

“Oh, yeah…” Ken growled happily as he his fingers groped hard against her soft pussy. ”You’ll be a good fuck!”

“Noiihh…pleahh..,” Winnie pleaded gasping and panting, “Let goh… of me!” She didn’t know how to escape – the thug was over her like a mad dog.

Ken held her back around her stomach and used his feet and knees to force her struggling legs apart. The young teacher tried of all her powers to clench, but he knew how to keep a girl spread from behind and kept groping her defenseless crotch. He loved the feeling and sight and sounds of her naked nyloned legs and boots kicking against the hard floor as he took his terrified victim.

“Yeah… fuck… you’re fighting hard, teach!” he teased. He pressed his long finger into her pussy crack through the nylons and panties, making her whine and kick, to his satisfied moans. “Mmmm… yeah… let’s see…” He pulled his hand back up to her waist pushing away the skirts and laces and slid it in under the waistband of her pantyhose, resolutely down under the tight fabric, and further directly in under her panties.

The scream from the young teacher cut the air as he forced his fingers over the frantically wiggling smooth ass in between her buttocks and further in between her kicking thighs to find her crack. Her bare skin was warm and soft and he threw in all force needed for the hand to take her crotch in a full grip. He let his fingers knead her pussy hard, making her gasp and whimper. Then he let the middle finger trace her crack backwards till it stopped and then stuck it brutally right into her.

Winnie had desperately tried to wriggle and kick herself away from the hand that went inside her underwear, but he took her with such wild force, and before she knew of it she had the young beast’s hand in her unprotected crotch, groping her untouched virgin secret. She gasped and squirmed, but a moment later a hard finger searched for her opening, making her whine in panic. It found her clenching little hole and ruthlessly ripped it open as he speared into her. The pain was excruciating – as if he cut through her most sensitive and vulnerable parts with a knife. She screamed like she had never screamed before.

The thin screams of their young friend alarmed the two other women, and the men over there got more to do to shut up their protests and to hold them down.

“Hey, Ken! You shoving her the finger!?” Ivan cheered. Ken confirmed with a big smile as he straightened victoriously up a bit over the poor crumbling woman under him. “That’s not nice!” chuckled Ronny. “Poor teacher!”


“Oh, fuck, yeah, she’s screamin’ alright!” triumphed Ken as he struggled to hold her still while getting the finger better and deeper into the pussy hole of the hysterically wiggling and kicking young woman. “Such a fucking tight little teacher pussy…!”

Winnie fought wildly by all her powers under the horny thug, but it only exposed her more, forcing her to curl up and clench together again. Her screams turned into whimpering and gasping as she could not get free and his brutal finger remained deep in her and kept violating her soft defenseless inside.

“Fuck, she’s good…! You like it too, teach?” Ken mocked. “The way you sound… and squirm…? Right?”

“No… ple..aahhhgghh…” As she tried to plead, the boy moved his arm out from her stomach and took a grip under her throat and forced her face brutally up in a strangle hold. This silenced her except for moaning and whimpering of pain and lack of air. And the shame. She was forced to look and be looked at while the little bastard continued to torture and humiliate her with his finger deep into her.

“She’s virgin?” Ronny kept on.

“Yeah, she’s a fine little virgin!” Ken bragged. He wasn’t quite sure, actually, but had no reason to doubt it, tight as she was for a grown woman and so desperate to stay untouched. He let go of her neck and took instead a fistful of hair to keep her up and still, and to get a better angle to her ass. He forced the finger deeper in and bent and turned it and enjoyed her new whining and wiggling as he violated her vagina.

“A virgin little teacher…” he mumbled and enjoyed the squirming skinny body in his hands, “…yeah, you’ll be a good fuck!” He suddenly pulled his finger out of her, causing another shriek of pain, and got hold of her pantyhose at the waist with both hands while he quickly moved over her ass. He pulled the waistband back down with one hard movement, halfway down her thighs. She tried to reach down with her hands to stop him, but before she got to it, he had pulled it all the way down to her boot shafts. She could only rescue her panties back up in place and get her dress down. He jumped away from her kicking heels and took the pantyhose with him, using them as ropes pulling her legs. He laughed and teased the poor woman, as he held her calves off the floor while she was dragged first on her stomach and hands and then – after she rotated – on her back by the pantyhose stuck in her boots, preventing her from getting on her feet. He was amazed how perfect her legs were also naked – just as smooth as they had been in the hose.

“Hey, Ivan, got that knife on you?” he shouted.

“Hehe, sure!” Ivan knew what he needed it for – he had taught it to him himself. He got his spring knife out of his pocket and slid it over the floor.

Ken stopped it by his foot and picked it up while controlling the girl by the pantyhose in his other hand. The knife sprang open with a metallic click and he displayed it to her.

Winnie was already scared and her ’s blood froze to ice by seeing the knife. “No please!” she begged intensely. He wheeled the pantyhose in over his wrist till he held it tight from the calf of one the boots. “Please!” she sobbed. “Please don’t hurt me! I’ll… please!”

“You’ll what?” he smirked, while stroking the knife blade along the perfect skin of her thigh. She was stiff of fear and didn’t answer, just gaped. “You’ll be a good girl?” She nodded almost unnoticeably. “What?” he nagged. She whispered yes. “You’ll be a good little teacher?” The knife went further up on the inside of her clenching thighs. She confirmed again, desperate to make him stop and not hurt her. He loved his power and her fear. “You’ll be a good little teacher when you get the first big hard dick in your little pussy now?”

“No..hhh…!” Winnie was crumbling and shaking violently.

“…’cause I’m going to rape you! Rape your little teacher pussy!” Her trembling knees were so fucking sexy, he couldn’t wait to get in between them and fuck the terrified young woman. But first he used the knife. Stretched the pantyhose out of her boot and cut it at the rim. The remaining thin fabric contracted and disappeared for the most part into the boot.

“Oh, yeah… yes…” He stroked the free naked leg with the knife again. Fuck, it was perfect. Then he repeated the stretch and cut for the other leg.

The moment she was loose of the pantyhose and knife, Winnie rolled and kicked herself away of him, and got on her feet and ran a few steps further away, trembling and breathing heavily of the fear of being stabbed or raped.

Ken smiled. She was gorgeous. Now with naked legs and just the flimsy panties up the short dress. It would be a good hunt. He stuffed the cut-off pantyhose loosely halfway into his pocket. Then he folded the knife and slid it over to Ronny who might use it for the same purpose.

Cums ALL over this story. ooops sorry

Tension grows... Wonderful story!
 

[Traveller]

Reload

Ronny moved over to Lillian after Ken had pushed her to the floor and ran to catch the fleeing youngest teacher. The woman lay halfway down on the mattress, and when Ronny stood over her, she showed by hands up and staying down that she didn't want to fight and didn’t intend to try to run. He kept just standing there for a while, watching Ken chase and take down his prey before she made it through the door. Ronny thought to himself how incredibly flat to the floor girls’ bodies could lie – how soft they were. Both the small Winnie there under Ken, and the woman he had in front of himself. He placed a foot between her knees so that he would feel it if she made an attempt to get up or escape, while he stood and enjoyed and cheered when Ken stuck his finger up that young teacher’s pussy and making her whine and scream like a little girl.

Christine sat on her mattress, shaking, and cleaned herself up, as instructed, using the coat Ivan had thrown at her. He had to repeat to make her stretch and wipe the floor, too, of the cum that had splattered and dripped from her face.

Ivan saw that she boiled and rioted inside about what was happening to her youngest friend and that she was about to do something about it. So before she got that far, he grabbed her by the hair – still in a more or less intact updo – and stepped behind her, keeping her sitting with her back against his legs. He smiled over at Ronny – they were both keeping their playthings on hold while watching Ken take the young teacher.

But Christine got desperate and boiled over. “Please! You bastards! Don’t let him do that to her!” She tried to get on her feet, but Ivan kept her down and tightened his grip, so she had to give up for now, just held on to his wrist with both hands to relieve the force on her hair. She could not help noticing how thick and hard his hairy wrist felt for her thin fingers, making her feel so helpless sitting on her butt under him. “Ouuchggghhh…” she moaned when he punished her for struggling. “Let us be, you damned animals!” She didn’t usually swear, but lost control when the little thug made poor Winnie scream. “Let her be, you little bastard!” Ivan tugged and squeezed her hair again, making her gasp of pain, but now shutting up to avoid more.

Ivan wanted more body contact to tease up and reload his cock quickly, and seeing the girl’s long slender neck under him, he got down on his knees behind her and pulled her down with him, backward. He pulled her backwards and forced her shoulders down on his spread-out knees and thighs. Christine tried to hold back but could not and tried to writhe around to avoid getting laid on her back. But she had little to hold on to, and he got her down as he wanted her and put his big claw over her throat and held her head down against his lap. She tried to resist squirming and kicking with her body and legs stretched out in front of him, but it did nothing except being gorgeous and arousing him.

“Oh, yes, baby, that’s nice… we’ll soon be ready for more!” he grunted and tightened his throat-hold to make her kick more, while he enjoyed also the sight and sounds of little Ken taking the youngest teacher.

Christine dreaded his words, but could little do except holding on to the arm holding and choking her. It was revolting how the big brute cheered his gruesome young comrade molesting poor little Winnie.

“Please – no more!” she tried. “Let us go – you’ve had your way…!”

He stroked his hand around her defenseless thin throat and pushed her chin backward a bit, forcing her to look up at him.

“We won’t give you in!” she promised.

“You’re a little liar!” he smiled.

“No! I promise!” she insisted, trying to lay still on his thighs and knees.

His smile hardened and so did his hand around her throat, till another tear twinkled in her eye.

“…please…!” she whispered.

“Please what?” he mocked and kept his hard chokehold.

Christine rioted both of panic and fury and fought his hand and put her nails into it.

“Fuck! Damn!” He swore and caught her wrist with his other hand. He spread his knees and forced her sideways a bit down between his thighs, locking one of her arms under her and held her down and with the grip of her throat and her arm. “Now, listen, baby teach!” He twisted her wrist painfully into an awkward angle until she whimpered.

“Don’t do that again, or I’ll break your useless arm! OK?” He bent till she nodded. “And I’ll enjoy it, too!” Yes, he enjoyed to brutalize her beautiful naked arm. It was so skinny yet smooth and soft. It gave such a beginning sweet sensation in his growing dick. “OK, baby teach… You’ll be a good girl now, right?”

She had no choice than to nod again. “Please…”

“OK, teach… !” He smiled and let go of her wrist and put the hand into his trousers.

What she feared came true – his cock came out, and he put the heavy half stiff sausage on her face. She gasped and turned away, so it slid down on the side and stopped at his thigh and her cheek and chin.

“Remember him?” he teased, already happy to feel the effect the contact with live, warm, unwilling female skin had on his cock. He took a grip of her upper arm and pulled her an inch further back over his lap, to get her head closer to his balls.

He took great pleasure in admiring his meaty ugly cock aligned with her cute little chin and long thin smooth neck. He thought of how far into her throat it would go, and he felt how it responded by the mere thought of it. The need to stuff her overtook him, and he slowly took her nose, pinched it close, bent her head backward down between his thighs, closed the choking hold harder around her throat with the other hand, and asked her to open. She shook her head and resisted instinctively. He patiently waited till she was out of air – loosened the hold around her throat, and thereby offered her to breathe if she opened.

“No, pleeeease!” she gasped, not wanting the terrible dick in her mouth again. He repeated, and at second round she was sobbing when she opened and reluctantly accepted the big piece of meat guided down in between her lips. It was revolting, and she barely managed to keep control of herself – not vomiting and still getting some air.

“Alright, baby…” he calmed her, and let her nose open as he stayed inside of her, keeping her head backward to align the mouth with his cock. He stroked and clamped her thin neck making it extra hard for her to breathe and swallow. He enjoyed her awkward position – arched over his thick knees and locked down between his thighs. And her neck and face forced down between his thighs to let the cock into her mouth. He looked over at Ken taking cute poor little Winnie while he let Christine’s mouth involuntarily work on his cock.

Christine made only feeble resistance with her free hand, struggling to swallow and breathe. It felt like the disgusting thing slowly was growing thicker, longer, stiffer.

“Good girl, baby!” He stroked her thin smooth arm away and used his other hand around her throat and chin to force her to look back up at him. “Good teacher!” he smiled, while she blinked and whimpered by the terror and humiliation. “Don’t cry, baby. You look good with your pretty mouth stuffed with cock! Now, let’s relax and see how the others are doing.” He picked up the knife from his pocket and passed it over as Ken asked for it and otherwise let the action going on there increase his lust and get the juices flowing and pumping again.

He loved how his girl helplessly was making his dick grow back harder and stiffer, fit to rape teacher pussy. It was getting difficult for her to keep her throat free, the elongating pole was starting to press against it. He felt the wonderful lack of space in there, and the increasing tension and panic of the girl. He wondered how her thin neck would look and feel if he forced his thick cock down her throat.

Perfect perversity! Every chapter is a masterpiece!

(Im)patiently waiting for more...

[Traveller]

Ronny rapes Lillian

Lillian had started to compose herself after the shock of having her mouth abused by the big brute, and of having to watch Christine’s pretty face be similarly raped and filled with his disgusting slimy sperm. Her own poor arms previously tormented so badly by the youngest rascal had started functioning again. But now the last one – the medium height muscular youngster – was standing over her, looking coldly down at her, just waiting for her to try something. She showed that she didn’t want to fight – wasn’t going to try to run. She didn’t want to be taken. She collected and pressed the short dress hem down around her, covering as much as possible of her thighs, to prevent him from seeing up her skirts. The youngster let her be, but had planted a foot between her knees so that he’d notice it if she tried anything while he watched the others.

So Lillian remained still, with racing heart and heavy breadth, because she heard and saw little Winnie become victim of the evil youngster over there. The terror in the voice of the innocent young woman being taken down and violated was unbearable. And she saw the big guy force Christine down on her back on his lap, starting to play with her like a doll. Lillian finally felt that she, as the oldest of the friends, had to stand up and fight. If Christine could not, then she had to do it. The anger grew in her as she heard the others whimper and cry while the gang laughed and humiliated them. She looked up at the youngster over her and calculated her chances – should she just get up and run, or try to immobilize him first? She decided on the latter – if she could harm him enough that he was slowed down, she could escape while the others were busy, and once she was out, they would have to let the others be and try to catch her or simply leave. So she collected courage and power and retracted her one leg and aimed and kicked for his knee with the heel of her boot.

But the tension in her alarmed him, and the movement of the leg was enough to make him react, and when the kick came, he was already moving away, reducing it to a painful impact on his calf, but not more than he could take. He swore and was quickly back over her to get control.

“Fucking bitch!” he hissed. “I’ll be so happy to make you so sorry!”

Lillian whimpered of disappointment of the outcome of her determined attempt, and of fear for the retaliation. She failed to escape, and instead kept on kicking, lying halfway on her back, to keep him away.

Ronny jumped away again and kept mocking her and trying to catch her ankles while enjoying the sight of the slender femininely curved thighs and underwear – especially the laced white crotch under the sheer pantyhose, covering the pussy he was going to take. Her kicking made him both angry and horny at the same time – a good feeling for the young predator making him insensitive to the pain of her hitting him – a bad combination for the terrified prey.

“Stay away from me!” she gasped. “Don’t make me hurt you! You’re just a kid!” He just smiled viciously, reducing her empty threats to mere pleading. “No…Please! I don’t want to!”

Ronny had great fun – he knew many ways to overpower a girl on her back kicking for defense. A grown woman with heeled boots was not much different – just more of a challenge and more fun and anticipation. Her beauty and fear combined with the elegant clothes and smooth nyloned legs were irresistible. All that proper underwear saying You can’t have me I’m too good for you I’m only for looks, while the short dress at the same time saying Have a peek and take me if you can.

“No, please!” she tried again while struggling to fight him off. “You’re just a kid! I am a woman! I’m too old…! Let me be…!”

He stopped harassing her for a second. “You’re right” he said thoughtfully. “I better take you before you grow any older!” He looked hard into her eyes and took her up her bare nyloned legs again. 

She gasped and kicked him off even more frantically, horrified of what this was leading to.

“And the harder you fight, the harder I’ll fuck you! So…ouchh…oh, yeah…just keep kicking, baby!”

After having fun with her, letting her kick him off while scaring her with false attacks, he suddenly chose the most painful way, namely to just grab one boot heel and then take the kicks she got in with the other until he got hold of that leg too, by the ankle. That moment her writhing and kicking went panicking, but the pain had again given him the extra strength to hold her for the second it took to get her legs up and out of aim and power.

Lillian did what girls do instinctively in that situation, she rotated to avoid that he came down on her with her legs spread, she squirmed, got halfway over on the stomach, and kept kicking in his hands to make him let go so that she could crawl away.

It worked, he let her kicking legs go, and instead threw himself over her. Just as she got her legs under her and started to crawl forward, he landed on her, punching the air out of her and pressing her flat down on the mattress. She tried to crawl, but while he was not much taller than her, he was chunky and muscular, and the sheer weight and his strong arms around her slender soft body locked her down efficiently.

He got further up over her, covering her completely, enclosing her chest and neck tightly. Her thin arms tried to get some hold on the floor under and ahead of her, but could little do.

The young predator had gotten her down and under him, enjoying every move his prey instinctively made to get away, to save herself, like the gazelle grounded by the leopard. Unable to move except uselessly kicking and squirming. Almost unable even to breathe. The horror and panic rushed through her heart and head. What she had dreaded all her life – that could not happen – was happening! The other guy, the big brute was a sheer terror, and had abused her mouth already, but now the unthinkable of her and her friends being violated by the two younger ones … there had to be a way out of that!? But she was helpless to the horny beast grinding himself against her bum – it was disgusting – and terrorizing – the hard cock made it very clear what to fear.

Oh, she was lovely – such a soft and slender fighter. Ronny dry-humped her and loved how his hard cock dug into her ass cheeks, until he had to stop to not cum in his pants, because he was so bursting with hunger for a girl now after an hour of temptation of these incredible beauties.

He got back up on his knees. She immediately started to crawl, making it easy for him to first plant his knees between her kicking legs and then grab her waist and beautifully slanted hips and pull her back onto his lap. Her hands were outside of the mattress and had no grip against the plain floor, so she was easy to hold back. He took his time – let his hands explore her heart-shaped ass – squeezing her cheeks greedily through the tight silky pantyhose.

Ronny made sure his prey ended up facing little Winnie being taken by Ken, so that he could enjoy that scene and force the girls to endure what happened to each other. Lillian saw how the youngest boy over there forced Winnie’s head up to put her fear and humiliation at display while he violated her virgin hole with his fingers. Lillian was desperate to help and stop it, but was herself utterly helpless caught straddled over her attacker’s lap. It should have been so easy to fight herself off him – also he just a youngster – but her feet kicked uselessly at both sides of him, her hands found no hold. Instead he held her so easily down with his strong hands in her back and waist and down her bottom. And when she got an inch forward he pulled her back by the hips or by the hair which now formed a convenient ponytail after the hairdo had come halfway apart.

Lillian tried to get his hands off her hips and bum, but only to have her wrist caught. He forced it up her spine, making her whimper and plead.

“No need to try to help, teach!” he mocked, while keeping the painful hold. “I know how to fuck little cunts like you!” He underlined that by taking a big grip of her wide open crotch from behind with his other hand. She gasped and whined of the shock of it and tried to clench and wriggle at the same time – both with little effect. He was in total control of the struggling woman. “Oh…yeaaahhh…” he grunted as his fingers found both holes giving in under the two silky layers of fabric. 

Her dress hem was at her waist and he stroked up further to find the pantyhose band. He saw that Ken had pulled down his girl’s pantyhose but left the panties on, and did the same – kind of cute and extending the pleasure of stripping them. Giving them hope to fight longer before they’re ripped bare and speared. He pulled the grown woman’s pantyhose down, off her ass and a bit down her thighs – only stopped by his own legs.

“No… please..!” she whined and pleaded as she was stripped of her nylons. “Pleeease…I don’t want to! No…hhh..!” Then she was shocked to gasping silence as his hand again took her crotch, now only covered by her laced silky panties. She could feel that it had been pulled a bit down with the pantyhose because his thumb took naked skin in her butt crack, and she desperately tried to pull the flimsy little piece of last protection back in place with both her hands.

The lack of support on the floor made her lie face flat down, while her ass stood up over his lap. Her hands trying to rescue the panties gave him another chance to get a new grip of a wrist and hold her down by that bent over her back while he grinded her crotch and pussy hard through the loose, thin white lacy panties. She squirmed and whimpered and gasped of pain from the arm and fear of being stripped and having him into her.

“Ha, ha, yeah…alright, teach…!” he laughed. “…trying to hide your little pussy, huh…!?” He let his long finger find and slide along her pussy crack through the silk. He was going to mock her more, but her racing gasps and thin pleading made words unnecessary, and he just chuckled while enjoying her ass wriggling like mad.

He saw the knife that had been slid over the floor, and he bent out to get it. That allowed the terrified woman to get a bit free of him, and she crawled desperately forward. However, he held her back by the pantyhose, and when it was stretched well between his hand and her boot shafts, he started cutting them at both shafts, like Ken had done. She continued to try to kick herself away, while she tried to get her panties back in place. Soon he got one leg free of the pantyhose, and the moment he got the other one free, too, he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back while he folded away the knife. She was kicking too wildly with her free leg, and was hard to hold back now by only one leg, also that kicking hard, so he instead stretched out and got hold of her panties waistband. The fear of having it pulled down stopped her from fighting herself forward for a second, enough for him to grab her other ankle and with one powerful thrust, pull her back onto his lap.

He pushed her dress well up to her waist and started playing with the thin lacey panties again. He was getting less patient, but took the time to torment her by working the little piece of cloth inch by inch off her butt.

Lillian felt the cold air on her cheeks and then her crotch as he slowly stripped her. He had her legs forcedly spread over his lap, and she had no options than keeping her butt down and spread open, or up, to wriggle and clench more. She supported herself on her hands and elbows and tried to crawl forward, but it was way too easy for the guy to hold her back, by her hips, by the dress, by the bra strap up her back, by her hair, and by the panties.

“Oh, I’ve got you good, now teach! Cute white panties! Hey, just like you said!” he shouted over to Ken. “Makes a good tease on hot teacher ass, right!?” Ken laughed to confirm – he was otherwise too busy with his own girl. “And of trying to protect scared little teacher pussies!“

Where the panties disappeared, his hands and fingers took over, and the exploring and intruding violation burned into her skin. “Pleash… leth goh …” she whined thinly.

“Well, it can’t protect you anymore now, can it, teach?!” he mocked. She fought, but could not stop his hand from eventually diving in under the silky laces, pushing them well down her thighs and taking a big possessive grip of her naked crotch.

“Hhhh…nohhh...pleashhh…ohhh!” she gasped and pleaded, with remarkably thin girly voice, almost competing with that of Winnie being taken by Ken.

Ronny rubbed and kneaded the teacher’s mound and pussy and ass crack in hard exploring takes. He didn’t stick fingers into her vagina – he was going to rape her, he knew how to use his cock to split tight pussies open, and he preferred to have them unprepared.

He got tired of the panties being in the way, stretched between her thighs, so he took a good hold of it at the thinnest part around her hip.

“Now, we’ll get rid of your useless little knickers…!” he warned. She didn’t know what would happen, was just glad he had let go of her crotch. But then he tore the panties apart with one forceful thrust.

She whined as it cut into her thigh before it snapped. “God…!” she let out of her. “Help! Please…!” she gasped and whimpered at the brutality she was stripped by.

Ronny laughed at her. “Haha, God? Huh?” He slid the remains of her panties down the other thigh. “Seems God isn’t here for you, teach…”

He unbuttoned and let his thick stiff cock out. “Maybe you haven’t been a good girl recently…!” It stood with a slight upward bend like a steel spring, waving over the ass of the terrified teacher he was going to rape. “Well, we’ll soon know…”

Lillian knew what was coming when he let go of her with one hand, and she wriggled and squirmed harder and begged to be saved. “No…! please God, help…! Don’t hurt me! Please don’t!...I don’t want to! Pleeeease!” her voice got thinner and more desperate.

Ronny enjoyed her pleading and gasping and the sight of her slender waist disappearing into the grey dress over the heart-shaped spread-out ass. It all added hardness to his cock that stood ready over the soft wriggling body of the woman and the little hole in her that he needed so badly to penetrate.

“Oh, I’ll fucking hurt you, bitch!” he grunted, struggling to hold her in position.

The others heard the increasing terror in Lillian’s voice, and that and the intensity of her breathing and struggling showed that she knew she was about to be raped. And while Ken was busy abusing Winnie, Ivan had a good view of what was happening, and he let his captive Christine see as much as possible, too. It shocked and revolted her to see the silhouette of the young brute’s big erect weapon over her colleague’s wriggling defenseless butt. Ivan had to take a hard hold on Christine’s throat to keep her steady.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, Ron, give it to her!” he cheered. ”Give her the iron, man!”

Resolutely, Ronny took a good hold of the teacher’s hips, pulled her back and up, grabbed her under the stomach to hold her back, pressed his cock down with his other hand, directed it to her exposed crotch and pressed the head well in between the outer folds of her pussy and let it slide up until it sank in against the tiny clenching opening.

““Noooohhhh!!!” she gasped. “Mommy…nooohhh!”

He grunted of pleasure and arousal and pressed her ass down an inch and spread her thighs a bit harder with his knees to open her and make her less able to resist what was coming.

Noo..  plhh…pleaaashhnoohhiiiiiigkkhhhh!!!”

The poor teacher’s desperate protest at the feeling of the cockhead at her vagina turned into a whine of shock and pain as he shot his hips forward while pulling her backward, spearing the thick hard shaft brutally into her. He conquered and penetrated her clenching rim at the first thrust, but she was tight and dry, and her thin cries were mixed with the boy’s juicy curses over the pain that accompanied the satisfaction of feeling her vagina clench unwillingly around his spearhead.

Ronny retracted just a little, and immediately gave it another thrust, and by help of the bit of sweat and precum he plunged deeper into her. “Aaarrrghhh!” he roared when he repeated, and she squealed like a little girl. Again. Fuck, he loved the pain he caused the screaming woman for each inch he penetrated her.

Lillian heard her own girlish and defeated voice and tried not to cry, but the pain was too excruciating, and the power of the hard shaft spearing into her defenseless hole sent shock waves through her womb and lungs and brain.

His grip around her waist and hips was strong enough that she didn’t fight to get loose anymore, she just raised her butt a little to ease the pain of the cock ripping up her opening. That made it less painful but also easier to penetrate her deeper, and Ronny slammed harder into her, making her gasp and arch her back.

As the sharpest ripping pain was replaced by the hard massive intrusion deeper and deeper inside of her, she stopped whining and only gasps emerged for a while. She stood on her hands, helplessly shaken in the rhythm that he fucked her with. She realized again that the unthinkable was happening – she was being raped – she, a mature and proud woman, almost the headmaster of the school – was being raped by a youngster maybe half her age. He had taken her as he wanted and she was whining like a little girl. She tried not to cry, but he rammed her so hard and deep, tears sprung from her eyes, and her throat thickened from the whimpering that pressed from within. His continued mocking didn’t make it easier.

“Oh, yeah…” he moaned. “You have been a good girl, teach! You’re a really tight little cunt. So maybe God wants to reward you by a real hard fuck for once!”

Lillian burst into whimpering and then crying. Being raped was devastating, the brutality shocking, and his words so humiliating. And she knew the others were watching.

He got one knee up from inside her thigh and set it up outside her booted calf, so that he stood kneeling on one leg only, and got more freedom to move and fuck the lady more violently. He took a fistful of her hair and forced her down on her elbows, so that her ass stood up, and raped her mercilessly.

“Yeah… for being such an uptight teach, you’re a good doggy fuck!” he kept bullying. “Like it?” he made sure the others heard it all, and laughed of her pitiful thin pleading to protest and make him stop.

Ivan watched and cheered. Christine tried not to watch, but could not help peeking glimpses as Ivan forced her head in that direction. What she saw was Lillian’s slender body forced into a submissive position by the stocky muscular brute, her naked butt in the air, and the shaft of his cock slamming in an out of her like a piston, ramming her hard at every inward thrust.

Ronny kept being unnecessarily brutal – it was his way of not cumming – not feeling any sweetness for the beauty and crying of the woman. But he loved her soft ass and little waist and back and neck, and he grew a lust to take it all, so he got back in between her legs, spread them out, leaned forward down on her back, and took a hold around her neck from behind. His weight pressed her down and his arms enclosed her neck and upper body. With this hold, he forced his cock deeper into her and held it there, while he squeezed the air out of her and bit her neck and ears.

Lillian was disgusted by the animal grunting something unintelligible into her ear while biting and licking it. She struggled for air, her arms searched some way of releasing the pressure, and her booted legs kicked equally uselessly to find some foothold. She wanted to cry out of pain, but had no air for more than thin gasping and whimpering.

He started to move his muscular ass, fucking her in short hard strokes deep inside. Oh, fuck, she smelled good, she was so soft and slender, his cock was super hard up her womb, and the sounds she made as she was raped were so fucking satisfying and arousing.

He felt the climax was coming, and finally let go and gave it a few extra hard thrusts of his cock, and then held it hard within her and squeezed her upper body with one arm while he took her neck with the other and dug his fingers into the soft flesh and veins. His ejaculations started, pumping massively sweet sensations from deep within to his cock and brain, along with the huge load of sperm produced since he had spotted the first girl more than an hour ago. He moaned and roared in and out of rhythm of the uncontrollably powerful and orgasmic pumping.

The woman’s flailing arms and legs and writhing in her struggle to get air added to the pleasure. He was able after a few seconds to control it with his hand around her neck, and to keep the soft slender body squirming in his vice hard hold, to prolong the climax of the rape.   

Lillian felt warm sperm spurt into her vagina and fill her up inside, while she was getting increasingly desperate for air and the pressure in her head from the lack of blood circulation. She fought with all her powers, but was helplessly locked in his arms and hands, under his weight, by his cock mercilessly hard up her vagina.

He eventually got back up on his knees and pulled her body with him, so that she remained impaled on his cock. He fucked her slowly and deeply with his still hard shaft to take out the remaining pleasure and empty it thoroughly, moaning loudly from the intense sweet sensations. Each stroke was accompanied by the wet sounds of cum trickling and foaming around the meaty shaft, mixed with the woman’s heavy breathing, gasping air, and pitiful whimpering from the pain and shame. He loved it and was thinking damn this teacher was such a hot fuck that his cock seemed to remain hard forever.

He pulled out while he was still stiff, and she gasped and whimpered from the sensations of it. He held her back, straddled over his thighs and spread her ass cheeks with his thumbs so that he could enjoy the cum flooding out of her contracting pussy. The sobbing sent convulsions to her stomach, helping to press out the waves of twinkling cum.

“Oh, lady, your li’l pussy is so stuffed with jizz!” he laughed. “It can’t hold it all, can it? Can you, teach?”

Lillian didn't reply – just sobbed into the floor like little girl, her body shaking. She was reduced to nothing, her head and thoughts were chaos.

“Ha, sure you can’t!” He grabbed a corner of her coat on the floor and wiped his softening schlong, and then stuffed it back into his pants as he got up on his feet, still standing between her booted calves.

“Your pussy is mine now, teach, and I wanna keep an eye on it, OK? So keep your ass up and legs apart!”

She laid still and silently accepted anything to be left alone.

“… or I’ll fuck you again…!” She didn’t move. “…just I’ll take you harder!”

She gasped and whimpered and nodded and shook her head to make sure he believed she would not move.

He stepped back, and watched the raped teacher on her stomach, sobbing, shaking, hair down around her head, dress pulled up to her waist, naked butt standing up a bit, legs spread. And white sperm coming down from the violated pussy hole as it slowly contracted.

Congratulations! It was worth the wait. One of the best and most exciting and realistic stories in this wonderful site. Just like story School Trip to Hell from Dhemius, it deserves to bi filmed. Please, continue your impressive work.   

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The wall bars

While Lillian was taken by Ronny, Christine – laying locked on her back between Ivan’s thighs – was getting increasingly difficult. He held her head awkwardly bent backwards, with his cock forced down her stretched throat, while he held his big hand around that very throat and slender neck. This way he kept her deprived of air and under control, accompanied by her muffled gasps and pleads. But as the cock re-hardened and got thicker, it got more difficult for her to get air, and the fearful sounds from Lillian made Christine more desperate to get free. She kicked and squirmed more strongly and tried harder to twist her head out of Ivan’s hold. Ivan retaliated by shooting his groin forward while pulling her head back – forcing the cock further down her throat until he could feel and see the thick stiff shaft through the soft skin of her throat, making a nice bulge on it.

“Now, lay still, baby! You don’t want me to snap your pretty neck!” Her panicking squirming

Tears sprang from Christine’s eyes from the suffocation and revolt and the horror of the hand’s vice hard grip around her throat and into her defenseless neck, bent almost intolerably backward. She tried to lay more still, to survive, but still fought simply to get air.

Ivan felt that she was able to take even more and pressed her head down and backward. The cock made a longer expansion of her throat, and he made some strokes by moving her head and his groin against each other.

Christine moaned of revolt. The disgusting hairy ballsack of the rapist now lay over her eyes and nose and started to deprive her of the last air she had, and she squirmed and kicked of desperation.

Ivan chuckled and enjoyed the peril of the tall beauty. It was a great way to rebuild his cock’s hunger for meat. But as much as he loved this new way of throat rape, all the motions of her tongue and swallowing to survive and get air were getting so good for his cock that he was getting closer to cumming in her again. And he got worried that she’d eventually get desperate and stupid enough to bite, and so he finally pulled his long thick stiff shaft out of her throat and mouth.

“There…” he comforted her while he enjoyed her thin gasps. The cock stood waving over her face as she was finally allowed to straighten her neck and breathe, sobbing after the humiliation and fear for her life.

Ivan kept holding her in tight control still with one hand around her neck over her throat. With the other he had a good fistful of her hair, and he directed her face in the direction of Ronny who was raping Lillian.

Christine whimpered by the sight and screams of her colleague being stripped and raped. She struggled anew to get free, but was forced to resign and watch helplessly.

Ivan cheered his friend’s assault on the poor teacher’s now naked ass. “See, Ron there’s like all of us always wanted to give our old teacher something back!” he stated. He forced Christine to watch for a while, then forced her head in the other direction to see what was going on with little Winnie.

In shock after being fingered up her virgin pussy, and stripped of her pantyhose with that frightening knife, Winnie had kicked herself free, gotten up on her feet, and backed away from Ken.

Earlier, Ronny had been the first to grope her thoroughly while carrying and dragging her back after her early escape attempt, then big Ivan had carried her around manhandling and humiliating her like a little girl in his arms. All three wanted badly to get into the panties of this cute virgin princess and pop her cherry and fuck her to oblivion. Now, Ken had her and was no exception – he had fingered her, he had stripped her of her pantyhose, and was hungry for more.

“OK, miss, that’s some good fighting… now let’s see how you’re gonna save them pretty pins …!”

Winnie was breathing heavily while stumbling backwards on wildly shaking legs on her heeled boots. She was looking for help and rescue by her older colleagues, but they were both helplessly subdued by the two bigger thugs. She was on her own, having the evil little creep’s cold eyes on her. Lillian’s pleading and whining sent shivers down her spine and increased her own terror.

“Come, kitten…pussy, pussy, pussy…” Ken teased, while he stuffed the footless remains of her sheer pantyhose further down into his pocket and calmly walked after Winnie. The mental and physical power over the gorgeous terrified grown woman made him boil with lust.

She backed, but tried to meet his eyes, to show that she was not going to let him get his way with her any more. She tried to convince herself again that she was the grown person and the one to be in command. But her dress felt so terribly short, her legs so powerless and naked, and her arms numb shaking. Him being short just made it worse as it felt that he looked her over up her legs and dress hem.

“Stay away, you…!” Her sternest voice felt thin and unsteady. “I warn you!” But the creep just laughed and kept teasing her and coming at her. She backed into a corner with wall bars on one side and a random pile of gymnastic apparatus and accessories on the other. Not that she wanted to be cornered, but it felt like she could hide behind some of the objects there, to fence him off. Everything was better than the open floor where she felt so vulnerable and where he had taken her down before.

Ken looked her up and down. Her legs were as flawless and gorgeous without pantyhose as they had been with. What a beauty he had caught and was having!

“OK, pussycat. You’re a pretty lady, you know, Winnie!” The girl gasped of the young rascal using her first name like this. “Is it OK that I call you Winnie?“ He loved how she revolted for his mocking. “OK, lady, I take that as a yes.” She made a grimace and shook her head weakly. “You can call me Sir!” he finished and smiled viciously. She didn’t make sign of approval. He knew. He would come back to it.

“Was it good to have my finger up your little snatch, Winnie? She gasped again and shook her head. “The way you whined maybe you did, maybe you didn’t. Hard to tell with such uptight princesses! He laughed. “Well - I sure liked it!” He smelled his finger demonstratively. “One of the tightest little pussy holes I’ve taken…!”

Winnie was dissolving by his mocking and instinctively clenched her knees and pulled down the skirt of the dress. But he didn’t let her be.

“…tight like a 12-year old!”

She was defenseless to the verbal and mental and physical terror of the youngster. She looked down, reduced to nothing, shaking and close to collapsing crying.

“Hey, Winnie!” he cheered. “Shape up! No need to be ashamed of a tight pussy! You’re a teacher! That’s alright!” She looked up for a second. “And now I want to put cock in you!”

“Nohhh, noo…please, let me be! I don’t want to…! Please!” she begged, backing, with thighs clenched and hands protectively in front.

He just looked coldly at her – letting her panic as his words settled in.

“I’ll do anything. I won’t tell. Take my money. Take the car! Just leave us alone! I don’t want to! Please!”

She was stuck against the wall and the corner. She didn’t want to try and run – he would tackle her and get her down. She held her thin arms and trembling hands up in front of her to parade any attack, and was ready to kick and hit and scratch him if he would try.

He suddenly grabbed that arm and pulled her sideways towards the wall bars. She lost balance and stumbled, but he pushed her hard backwards up against the wall. She whined and gasped of pain and shock as she hit the bars. He grabbed the bar behind her on both sides of her waist and squeezed her against the wall with the force of his arms, pressing his chest and stomach and groin into her.

Winnie held back as much as she could with her hands against his shoulders and arms. He placed his face straight at hers, forcing her to turn away to avoid his hungry eyes and sleazy mouth and terrible breath.

That gave Ken a good chance to place his mouth at her neck below her cute ear and let the jewelry tickle his nose as he sucked and bit her. Her perfect neck was just so thin and soft! He thought of his stiff cock into this throat of hers.

“OK, Winnie,” he whispered to her ear. “I’ll give you one chance to save your precious virginity!”

He knew perfectly well that virgin cherries were reserved for Ivan. Ken had once tried to fuck a virgin 16-year old cheerleader. Ivan had kicked him off her, and raped her and let Ken know not to go first at a virgin ever again. But there was no harm in scaring this terrified beauty a bit first.

“Do you want that chance, Winnie?” He centered the grip at the bar behind her back, forcing her waist and stomach a bit out towards his and his hard groin, and then took her one breast with the other hand, forcing her slender torso back against the bars.

She tried to pull his hand off her, but didn’t succeed, and instead had to endure that he started to roll and knead her breast hard through the dress and bra. “Nnnnghhh…” she gasped and moaned of humiliation and pain. “Pleashhh…nohh…!”

He moved his hand over and took her other breast and was soon all over her narrow chest, keeping her locked with his groin and hips and the solid hold of the bar behind her.

“Mmm, hehe, yeah, nice little cuties, teach!” he laughed viciously as he molested her. “Maybe I’ll strip them..!”

Winnie was so humiliated and so scared of the thought that she overcame his lock-hold and squirmed and managed to rotate between him and the wall, to hide her vulnerable breasts and get away from his hand and face. She folded her arms protectively around her chest.

Ken chuckled and took a new grip at the bars on both sides of her, one bar lower down now, and pulled himself hard into her from behind. He forced his groin hard against her ass and started to dry hump her slowly and lustfully.

“Oh, yeah, teach, you’ll be a good fuck!” he threatened into her ear and enjoyed how his cock rolled her buttocks around through his stiff pants and her soft dress fabric.

“Nohhh…please, no!” she gasped and pleaded thinly, while holding back against the bars with one hand and trying to keep the dress down over her butt with the other.

Ken loved it and kicked her boots to the side and spread her legs with his knees and let the cock rub right up against her crotch and ass crack. He knew he couldn’t do that for long without cumming, but it was surely good to hump the slender young woman. Fuck, these bars were so great for raping teachers – why hadn’t he thought of that before? Thinking of it, he had. If not Ivan had had first right to the hole in this little ass he was humping, he would surely have raped her like this. Maybe tying her arms and ankles to the bars first… well – he had her pantyhose down his pocket…

He stopped humping her for a second. “Make up your mind, sweetie! I don’t have all night.” No answer – she was too terrified and didn’t know what to do or say.

He took suddenly her crotch from behind, and the solid grip of the bars with his other hand gave enough hold to keep her locked with that crotch-hold and to keep his knees spreading her legs struggling to clench. She whined and he loved the revisit to her pussy through the thin panties.

“You want some hard cock up your tight cherry, Winnie?” She shook her head and struggled against his hand to avoid getting fingers inside again.

“I’ll tie you to the bars here! Using your pantyhose, hehe!”

“No, please no! I don’t want!” she protested girlishly. “Let go, pleashhhghh…!” she gasped as he rubbed her. “I’ll…I will…”

“You’ll what?” He felt she was desperate of fear of what might come, and wanted to comply with something – anything. But he was evil enough to take advantage of that, to take her even harder, and started to let his fingers flip her panty crotch to the side to get into her. This made her fight so hard that she slammed her hips and knees loudly into the wall, and the wooden bars creaked under his hold.

He won the battle and held the whining and struggling young teacher while he found her crack and slid the long finger brutally straight up her tight pussy hole. 

“You want something else?” the youngster asked sweetly into her neck, while he finger-raped the terrified innocent teacher.

“Yes… stop.. yes” she gasped, panting.

“Yes, what?”

“…please!” she whimpered. “Please stop!”

“OK, Winnie.” He said calmly. “Now put your hands on the top bar.”

“No! Why…?” She shook her head – her hands were needed to survive against the wall and to try to get his hand off of her.

“It’s your only chance, teach” he kept on, “to save this little pussy! You agreed, and now you follow orders!” He kept fingering her, took her harder, ripped deeper into her, almost lifted her off the floor. “If you don’t follow orders, I’ll rape you here and now! Understand?”

She nodded.

“Hands up!”

She gave in and reluctantly put her thin arms up and took hold of a bar just above her head, her entire body shaking of the sobbing that she failed to suppress. She clenched her teeth and endured his continued invasion of her virgin vagina.

He loved the sight of her little hands and thin fingers on the bar just in front of him. They would soon be busy with another rod about the same thickness, he thought with a smile.

“Higher!” he commanded, making her take hold one bar up. “Good girl! Now, hold on to the wall, arms up, legs spread!”

She looked up in despair – as if asking for help from above – what could she do? He took half a step back, but he still had his hand up her crotch and his finger in her.

“’Cause if you don’t continue to be a good girl, teach, I’ll break this thin arm!” He stroked his free hand up along one of her arms all the way to the wrist and palm, then back. “Ok?”

She finally nodded, fighting not to sob from the humiliation and fear. He took his finger out, and she gasped and whimpered thinly of the painful friction.

“Haha, so there…” he mocked her. He took his hand off her ass and stepped back and enjoyed the view of his prey. “Hey” he alerted Ivan. “Pretty, huh?”

Ivan couldn’t agree more. “Yeah, wow, she‘s as pretty as it gets!” The slender little woman had spread herself onto the wall bars, arms stretched up, ankles well apart. The dress was hoisted enough that the white laces of the panties were just visible – always a great attraction.

“That is the cutest fucking little virgin ass I ever saw!” he continued. “Remember, it’s mine, OK!?”

“Sure…” Ken confirmed.

The agreement the bastards made who would rape her young innocent friend made Christine rage. “Don’t you dare!” she snarled from the constrained position on her back over Ivan’s lap with head and arms locked by his thighs. She squirmed and wriggled and kicked to get free to fight to save Winnie from sharing Lillian’s fate.

“So there…baby…” Ivan grunted back, struggling a bit to keep the fierce beauty under control. “No need to be jealous…!” He had her by a hard grip around her throat and by a fistful of her hair when she gave up to escape the fear of having her neck broken and to be able to breathe. “We’ll have plenty in stock for you, too!”

“Don’t…” Christine started to warn Winnie, but she didn’t know what to say, really. “Don’t let them!” she ended up gasping in Ivan’s vice hard grip of her head.

The gang’s agreement and Christine’s warning added to Winnie’s despair, but she tried not to let it show. She obediently held on to the wall bar to not get attacked. Stretched, exposed, spread, trying not to sob.

“You gonna tie her up with her pantyhose for me?” Ivan asked cheerfully.

“Nah – she’s a good girl.” Ken went back up to her, took around her stomach with one hand. “Aren’t you?” He loved the control he had over the terrified woman. Her belly was just so slim and tight and soft.

Winnie didn’t reply the youngster, and struggled hard to hold on to the bar to not break the condition of being saved, instead of protecting herself.

He started caressing her hips and buttocks at the hem of the dress with the other hand. His young cock was pumping blood and sweet hormones, aching to spear the slender beauty and flood her with an ever increasing load of agile sperm. He thought of neglecting Ivan’s expectancy to have her first and simply raping her before he got around to stop him. But he also realized that he had put her on display so irresistible that there was no way back for Ivan.

“Ha, ha – that’s nice, Ken!” Ivan cheered. “Now keep her there – I’ll be right over!”

“Hey, Ron!” he commanded. “Maybe you strap up that piece of teach meat of yours, too? To the bars, I mean. Like that.” He nodded towards Ken and Winnie. “She needs some draining!” The guys snickered.   

“Use her pantyhose. Or those ropes!” He had spotted some gym jumping ropes in a corner. “When you’ve got her up to drip-dry you can help a bit here to watch this baby while I’m gonna have myself some virgin!”

Winnie whimpered of terror from what she heard, with the youngster’s hands still fondling her lower parts so unprotected by the thin little dress.

“Haha, sure…” replied Ronny. He grabbed Lillian by a forearm and her hair and pulled her up. The pain in her aching shoulder and the brutal yanking of her head left her no choice than to get on her feet, moaning and pleading. He picked up her cut-off pantyhose from the floor, then forced her towards the wall bars.

Lillian moaned as she stumbled along, crouching and hardly able to walk the first steps with a creamy sore pussy and aching joints after the brutal rape.

Ken saw chances passing, and wanted his share now. He shoved his hand back up between Winnie’s lightly spread legs. “Alright, lady. Shall we invite Ivan the Terrible over to take what he wants…?” He rubbed her crotch and fingered the tight crack that he had gotten familiar with, though the thin panties.

Winnie protested “Nohh…please!... you promised…!” her voice dissolved into thin whimpering.

“Ha, ha – promises, promises. Yes…You want me to face-fuck you first?” He let her think – she couldn’t help sobbing – knowing that this unthinkable and worst possible seemed the only way to escape from or at least postpone the even worse. “I’d be more than happy to stuff that pretty face of yours with cock…!” he continued. “Maybe Ivan will lose interest…?” Ken talked loud enough that Ivan heard, and Ivan shook his head laughing, amused enough to let Ken have her first as long as he let her pussy be for him.

Ken let go of Winnie’s crotch, took both her wrists, and released her hands from the bar. “You can let go, lady” he said. “It’s OK, I’ll keep you occupied for a while!” he bent her arms down and up her spine until she whimpered of pain. Then he forced the slender young woman, as tall as him, away from the wall and out to the open floor.

She protested thinly and resisted, surely didn’t want to go, fearing what would come, but with her arms locked up her back there was little she could do but to stumble along.

Ronny took the freed wall bars and forced his captive Lillian face first up against it. “Arms over in here!” he commanded. She was reluctant, and he forced her one arm in over the bar at her forehead. “Now the other!” She again hesitated to make herself so vulnerable, and tried to protest and plead. He got irritated and took grip of the wall bars at both sides and banged her face and entire soft body against it. She let out a thin scream of pain and shock. “Do as you’re told, bitch!” he said with a freezing hard cold voice for being a youngster talking to a grown woman. “Or I’ll rip you apart!” He shot his groin and the hardening cock against her soft ass the hardest he could, and the poor teacher screamed again and turned into crying silently as she pleaded him not to, and put her arm where he asked her.

He stretched over her from behind and turned both her arms ninety degrees straight up, behind the bars. He took the pantyhose and quickly tied a leg of it around her one wrist, over the bar and around the side bar, then over to the other side. She had in the meantime lowered her hand, so he again yanked her against the wall as he took that hand, raised it straight up behind the bars, and tied the other pantyhose leg to it. She stood there with arms raised and spread, difficult to get power to loosen anything because the arms were locked by the bars. He was still not entirely happy with the tension, so he took the hose on the middle and pulled it wide and down and laid it in a circle around her neck, and let it tighten back up. This kept her chin and head up high and locked and gave no slack for her hands to move.

Lillian struggled to get free and to relieve the force, but the more she tried, the harder her head was strained. “Please… it hurts…!”

Ivan and Ken were watching also, enjoying Ronny’s masterwork, forcing their girls to watch the despair and peril of their older colleague.

“Well done Ron!” Ivan chuckled. “That’s a fucking fine piece of teacher ass, too!”

With her dress raised by her lifted arms, long legs exposed over the sexy high boots, narrow waist and back, Lillian looked really good from behind. Only her hair in disorder revealed that she had just been raped. And yes, her ass just asked for it, and Ronny helped the dress hem up to reveal the slender yet well-defined panty-less and naked cheeks.

Lillian clenched her exposed legs and buttocks together the best she could. But the youngster forced his knee between hers and kicked her feet apart and held them there with his.

“Now, keep’em spread, OK?” He yanked her tied-up head by the hair. “Or I’ll make you very sorry. Again. OK?”

Lillian nodded and kept them spread. “Good – Ivan likes what he sees – let’s keep him happy, um? Maybe he’ll come over to check your plumbing…” Ronny laughed and humiliated her by sticking a finger into her crotch from behind, slowly, letting her struggle with her instinct to clench, into her crack and pussy. “Oh, yeah, this pie is still creamy – we’ll let you dry up a bit here…” He curled the skirt of the short wool dress up to keep her spread ass exposed. 

Lillian gasped and sobbed from the humiliation and horror of the suggestion that she might be raped again, from behind, tied up to the wall bars. She wriggled her butt to get the dress to unfold and fall down over it. Ronny laughed, but let her be, now focusing on Ken who had force-walked Winnie to the center of the room.

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[Traveller]

Winnie’s pretty face

Young Ken roughly halted Winnie by the grip of her thin wrists up her slender back. He yanked them up higher – he simply liked to hear the helpless woman’s gasp of pain.

“You have a pretty face, miss!” he grunted into her neck. “And in that face there is a pretty mouth.” He waited a second to let it sink in. “I want it!”

“No, please…!” she whimpered, fearing the worst.

 He laughed. “And in that mouth there is a little tongue. We’ll see if you can use it!”

She gasped and shook her head. “No! Please no! You said…” She realized what the deal was and silenced, but not fast enough.

“You changed your mind? You want I fuck your pussy!?” She shook her head. “Or we have big mean Ivan over?”

“Nooh…! Please! Please don’t!” she begged.

“Ok, little teach” he murmured into her ear, “So you’ll take my dick out and start working on your application for saving your pussy? Right?”

She hesitated – she could not do this! Didn’t know how. Didn’t want to know!

“Get to work!” he suddenly shouted louder. She shook, and wanted to get down on her knees, both in fear and submission, but also because she thought that was what he wanted her to do. But he stopped her by keeping her back-twisted arms high. She whimpered of the pain.

“Hey! Stay on your feet till I tell you to kneel! OK?”

She nodded. He let go of her arms, and turned her around by her shoulders. She was confused and scared and let him handle her – to be faced with him. She looked down in shame and fear of meeting his eyes.

He wanted to see her legs straight, to see and feel her knees shaking, to see her slim back and waist, from above. He took her gently by her hair to direct her head to bend down to the right distance and height in front of his groin.

“Take it out!” he repeated impatiently.

He had great fun seeing her nervously approach his pants to try to open them. He noted that she had small well-trimmed moderately pointed fingernails in sheer lacquer. Oh – he knew exactly how great they were going to feel when they soon would make first light trembling touches on his cock shaft.

“Belt!” he commended. She reluctantly fumbled unbuckling it. Then hesitated.

“Come on, miss, I’ve got all night, but you haven’t!” She fumbled – the fabric was stiff, the buttons were hard, her fingers and hands and arms were all numb of fear.

Eventually, the pants started to open. The erect cock of the youngster pressed his boxers bulging out of the half-open pants. She was disgusted – it looked frighteningly big and long and hard and it had the warm disgusting smell of a mix of urine and something else - precum – that she did not know yet.

He didn’t help her. Just kept stroking her hair and head and a bit down her spine through the thin dress, or down her arms to feel how thin they were, and how they trembled and fumbled, all to humiliate her.

“Oh, get it out for fuck’s sake! Don’t make it explode before it has gotten into your face! If it does, you’ll regret it!”

She got the pants all open, and the elastic boxer stood tenting out under the tension of the hard snake in there. Winnie hesitated and whimpered weakly from the fear of the monster coming out.

“You afraid, teacher? Take it out!”

The hard voice made her finally pull the boxer down enough that the dick of the youngster sprung forward. She whined and jumped back and up, throwing her hands to the side.

Ken was prepared for exactly that, and had taken a good grip of her hair, and kept her head more or less steady down just in front of the waving cock.

“Now take it and lick it!” he commanded. The girl obeyed and hesitantly reached for it with trembling hands. The first touch was exactly as he wanted – it was the first time she ever touched a cock. She used both hands and held the dick still with the tips of her fingernails on its shaft – well away from the frightening head. A fantastic sensation, these light stings of the nails into the sensitive skin of the hard shaft.

“Lick it, miss! Be a good girl and lick it!” He bent her head up a bit, so that he could enjoy both her thin little hands and fingers on his cock, and her face and eyes as she was forced to poke her tongue out toward the glistening head.

The disgust made her heave for air, her heart hammered. The first touch with the tongue was in itself so shocking that she gasped and threw her head back. “No, please, I don’t want to…please…!” she whimpered. The taste and smell were disgusting.

“Take it!” he commanded. “Lick it!”

Winnie was too terrified of the mean boy, and she obeyed without the need for further threats. Her soft little tongue unwillingly caressed the hard and ugly monster.

It was as good for him as it was horrifying to her. He let her lick him for a while, until he wanted more than the tickling nails and light tongue.

“Now get your hands off!” he asked. She let go and stopped licking. “No! Come on – lick!” he commanded. She jumped of the hard tone and struggled to keep the dick still and tried to help again with her one hand.

“Hands on your back!” he shouted angrily. She whimpered of the humiliating mocking and obeyed. Fuck, she was cute the way she had to chase the waving dick with her pretty face and little tongue. Every touch was heaven.

But he wanted more, and bent forward over her and grabbed her wrists down her back and pulled them up. “Now, come, miss, a bit closer…” he grunted.

“Nohh, pl… auohh…!” The awkward angle of her arms up behind her made her whimper. She struggled to cope, to keep her face away from the dick and his groin.

“OK, that’s enough!” He let go of one of her arms and took instead a hold of her hair. “Now I’m gonna take your pretty little mouth …” He knew how to take her once he had her standing bent in front of him – with a hold of her wrist up her spine and a good hold of her hair. “Open!”

“No… please!” she begged. But he increased the force and let her understand that there was no way around

Winni opened just a bit more to the dickhead to show compliance and make him release the force.

When he felt it was open enough he suddenly pulled her arm hard up her spine. That caused her to be pushed towards his groin. He directed her head by the other hand, and when the pain made her open her mouth to scream, he brutally impaled her on the stiff cock.

The hard meat plunged into Winnie’s mouth, forcing her lips apart and her tongue away, until it stopped at her throat. Her eyes went wide open with tears springing out and her entire body revolted, but the vice hard hold kept her in place at first, muffling her screams of pain from the arm and disgust from her throat. Then to breathe she started to twist her head sideways to get off the dick, and he had to use all his muscular force to keep her impaled at first.

She pushed back against his thigh with her free hand, but was held helplessly in place by the back-bent arm and her head. She soon gave up a little, and let him hold her, to release some pain, and to survive breathing.

The power over the beautiful little woman was total, as Ken started to fuck her slowly, steering the movements of her head on and off the stiff shaft and keeping her standing awkwardly bent down to his groin by the hold of her feeble arm up her spine. The view of her slender back slanting to that cute little ass was good accompaniment to the sensations her soft mouth involuntarily offered to his cock that she was raped by.

After mouth-fucking the crying young teacher for a while, he got close to cumming, and let his cock out. He wanted to see her face better now, but he knew – or had rather learnt from Ivan – better ways than to get the girl straight down on her knees.

Winnie sank crouching down. She heaved for air and was shaking and sobbing uncontrolledly, wiping slime off her lips with trembling hands.

But before she sank further towards the floor, Ken took a good grip of her hair, pulled her halfway up and kicked her feet away under her and spun her around, making her whine and cry. He grabbed her neck with the other hand and let her end up hanging by his hand in her hair and her hands holding on to his neck-hold arm. She was supporting herself on her butt and one thigh.

He tested his hold by trashing her around a bit – she had no way of getting up or down and remained hanging painfully sideways to him, with the stiff cock waving in front of her. He grinned of satisfaction and lust, wanting nothing more than to get that cock back into her beautiful little face.
   
She looked up, tearfully, avoiding the throbbing monster, and met his triumphant cold face. “Please – no more!“ she begged with her thinnest girly voice.

He laughed and took her chin in addition to the grip of her hair, and forced her face up. She tried to bend it away. He let go of the chin and slapped her, and retook the grip. She gasped and whimpered.

“Hey! Look at me! Straight up at me!”

She obeyed to avoid another hit. Her eyes were so teary that she could hardly see him anyway.

“That’s better, miss! Yeah, let me have a look at you… fuck, you’re a beauty! You’re the prettiest face I ever fucked.” He awaited her response, obviously in vain. “I’m sure the headmaster would be proud of her new little teacher now! Such a pretty thing!” The woman gasped of humiliation and shame and her sobbing increased, as he wanted.

“Now, I’ll stuff that pretty teacher face with some cock again… I have a full load for you, miss … open now… come on… I don’t have all evening!”

Winnie refused, shaking her head.

He trashed her one more time, and slapped her again. He held her head by the hair with one hand and directed his cockhead onto her mouth with the other, but she resisted. He slammed the cock against her cheek and eye, and as she gasped, he was quick to stick his cock in. He immediately bent her head a bit back, making her gasp again and open more.

Within a second, the disgusting thick hard thing had again filled Winnie’s mouth. Her stomach revolted, she coughed, but he held her head painfully hard, and she had to accept the intrusion, and try to make some air pass her lips and throat. She felt so helpless as the young rascal’s strong hand forced her face up so he could see her eyes and bottomless humiliation and terror as he started to bob her head back and forth, making her mouth glide on and off the slimy piston. She tried to avoid contact with it, but it was too thick, and he was too rough with her.

The half sideways position he had her in allowed him to vary where the cock hit in her. Down in the middle against her throat, or on the side, to make her cheek bulge out. “Mmmm… that’s fucking good…!” Ken moaned from the pleasure of the movements stroking the shaft and head and the sight of the pretty teacher’s face, with eyes big and dark and teary from the terror he put her through. He took a hard hold around her neck with one hand to narrow and control her throat as he forced her head further against his groin with the other.

Winnie moaned and gobbled her muffled her desperate cries and pleads and tried to hold back, to be able to accommodate the hard meat which filled all of her mouth, but for each stroke he forced her head harder and further onto the cock, and it eventually started to force its way down her throat. She got desperate at first, pulling at his arms, squirming, and throwing her head in his grip, despite the pain. But nothing helped, and she continued to be abused to the extent she thought she would die from a destroyed throat and neck and of suffocation. She had to find a way to comply and accommodate it all and survive, so she gave the resistance up, and let him rape her. Let herself be raped.

She found herself looking up at him, for some reason, as if paralyzed by her predator. Making sure he let her live.

Ken loved the sight of those big scared tearful eyes. Like any man would. He let go of her neck and held her head with two hands, partly by a hard grip of a fistful of hair, partly by stroking her increasingly disordered hair away from her forehead and cheeks and ears. He fucked her steadily, deeply, making sure his dick found her throat every time, forcing her to cough and gasp and squirm to increase his pleasure.

“Looks, good, Ken!” Ivan was taking growing pleasure from Ken raping the cutie. “That’s a pretty little princess to scullfuck!” he grunted making sure Christine got what he said.

Ken grunted a yeah to confirm.

“You throating her, too?”

Ivan’s encouragements and words added to Ken’s pleasure, and his breath was getting heavier from the sweet interactions between his eyes and ears and brain and cock.

Ivan got the expected reaction and more resistance from Christine on his lap, as the words of what was happening to young Winnie raged her. He laughed and enjoyed it, taking and holding her harder, enjoying her skinny naked arms struggling, and her long legs kicking.

“Come on – give it to her!” he hissed, impatiently, and to tease Christine even more. “Fuck her brains out and fill that pretty face up! I want her afterwards! That virgin little teacher pussy!”

“Nhhhhblblbl… pleashblbl…!” Winnie was struggling to survive the brutal rape of her mouth, but understood the words. She instinctively fought harder and whined and begged – muffled by the slimy hard piston running in and out of her. “Sthhhbl… phblbl…”

“Please let her be!!” Christine begged intensely to Ivan. It was unbearable to watch the teenager creep rape the mouth of her sweet young innocent little colleague so brutally, but the thought that the big guy would rape the little virgin was even worse. His horrifying monster cock and brutal force and weight would tear her apart!

“Take me instead!” She heard herself saying what she never thought she would say.

“Haha, baby, I know you’re worried that you won’t get enough steel up your little ass tonight!” His cock, still out of his pants, was as hard and ready as ever. He slammed it hard over Christine’s face a few times and looked down at her squirming hips and thighs mostly naked under her pulled-up short dress, taking measure of the size of his cock compared with her remarkably small lower parts for being such a tall beauty.

“But don’t worry – I’ll take you too!” He slammed her face again, making her gasp and whimper and shut up. “Hey, Ron – come over and keep baby teach here ready for her big mac later on!”

“Pleasure!” Ronny laughed and had no objections to coming back to handling the gorgeous tall woman. He too was getting up for another hole.

“I need to stretch my legs a bit!” added Ivan – making no secret of the urge to get up and prepare to rape one of the two – the tall beauty Christine or the tinier younger virgin Winnie. First.

Winnie’s fear triggered more resistance, and that triggered the beginning of Ken’s orgasmic explosion. To get the most out of it, he plunged the cock all the way down her throat, making her retch and cough. At the same time he clamped her little nose flat with his thumb. She was quickly out of air, and started trashing violently. He had her head in a vice-hard grip, so she got nowhere except giving the visual and physical and mental stimuli that made the climax grow into an explosive series of waves pumping pleasure into his brain and cock and cum into her mouth. He roared like an animal for each stroke, making the other boys cheer and the women cry helplessly.

Poor Winnie was fighting for air, and in the midst of it, a warm flood was filling her throat and mouth as out of nowhere. Her eyes went wide open of the shock, and she felt like drowning. She whined and cried and gasped, but was all blocked by slimy fluid everywhere. She kicked and squirmed in panic, being sure she was about to die in the hold of the vile youngster.

When he was over the top, Ken started to fuck her slowly, to add more pleasure, to keep the cock stiff and milk it of more cum. The girl was starting to lose power, got calmer in his hold, probably close to fainting of shock or suffocation. He used the opportunity to loosen his grip of her hair, and stroke it away from her face, like comfortingly, to see better as he forced her head on and off his slimy cock. She was so cute crying as she tried to cope with the cum flooding out of her nostrils and mouth past the cock shaft. As long as he had the cock in her, she had little way of emptying her mouth of jizz, and she had to endure his cock pumping in and out of the full bath, pressing more of the goo where she tried to not have it.

Finally, he pulled out. Held her still to watch and enjoy. She was crying and sobbing and coughing while portions of cum came out of her mouth. She tried to make it fall to the floor rather on her dress – good girl, he complimented her. She tried to wipe it away from her lips and chin and nose, but her hands were trembling and almost useless.

It got quieter after the violent and noisy climax of the rape. Ken was breathing heavily still, Winnie too. Her little frame shook uncontrolledly. Christine and Lillian were crying silently. Lillian tied to the wall bars. Christine back in the hands of the young brute Ronny, as Ivan had gotten to his feet.