DAY 2:
Duke woke up and looked around. Beside him, the beautiful naked form of Rosie sprawled across the bed. He smiled as he thought about the fun time he, Donnie, Seth and Smitty had had with the teen girl the night before. The dried cum all over her body, even in her hair, was a testament to that.
Donnie was lying on the other side of Rosie, his arm draped across her back. He slowly woke up and looked around too. He spotted Duke and gave a big grin.
"Fuck, man! Ain't nothin' like waking up next to a hottie like this, huh?" he asked.
"Little slut took a lot of cock last night," Duke chuckled.
"Oh shit, she was fuckin' awesome!" said Donnie.
Duke slapped her across the ass. Rosie slowly stirred, lifting her head and trying to foucs her eyes. Her dark hair was plastered to her face and her eyes were bloodshot. She had never hurt and ached so much in her life.
"Time to wake up, princess!" Duke snapped.
"Where's Seth and Smitty?" asked Donnie.
"They went to one of the other bedrooms to crash," said Duke. There hadn't been enough room on Rosie's bed for them all to sleep there.
Duke and Donnie pulled Rosie off the bed and holding her up between them, took her to her ensuite bathroom. There was a shower in the bathroom. "Let's take this honey to the shower and get her cleaned up a bit."
"Fuck,' said Donnie. "Spoiled little bitch has got her own shower. Must be nice. I grew up in a shithole house with five kids and we had one bathroom for everyone!"
After letting her use the toilet, Duke climbed into the shower with Rosie and turned on the warm water. He helped lather her with soap, although it was mostly just a reason to run his hands all over the smooth skin of her teenage body.
After she was done shampooing and washing her hair, Donnie and Duke toweled her off. She felt a little more refreshed, but her body still hurt like hell.
"Let's go downstairs," said Duke.
As they entered the hallway, they saw Syl and Fingers coming out of Jeannie's bedroom. They too, had taken her to her shower and cleaned her up, washing all the filth and residue from the night before, off her body.
"Holy shit, she looks worse than Rosie here," said Duke.
"Let's just say, she's well broken in now!" Syl smiled. He stroked Jeannie's soft hair. "But she was a very good girl last night. She let Uncle Syl put his cock wherever he wanted!"
"You didn't give her much choice," remarked Fingers.
The men shared a laugh as the other four men came staggering out of the guest bedrooms. They were hung over, wiping sleep out of their eyes and all of them smelled strongly of stale booze and cigarettes.
They took the two girls downstairs and ran into Zane and Bennie at the bottom of the stairs. Monica was with them. Zane and Bennie had cleaned her up too, but the girls could see in her eyes, that it too had been a long brutal night for her. As Bennie and Zane had used her body over and over for their sick pleasures, Monica had tried to block out the sounds she could hear coming from upstairs. The muted screams and whimpers, the loud banging and thumping of the beds against the walls as the men performed their unspeakable, perverted acts on her daughters.
She had been totally powerless to help them, as Zane and Bennie's heavy, sweaty bodies had kept her pinned down on the bed, their hard cocks pounding in and out of her. Both men had fucked her like animals, taking turns on her, their own foul mouths sucking and licking on her tits. Her nipples were red and sore from being bitten.
"Well ladies, I believe it's breakfast time," said Zane. "We all did a lot of fucking last night, and now we're hungry. Get your asses in that kitchen and rustle us up some bacon and eggs!"
Zane and Syl went into the kitchen to keep an eye on the girls, while the other men wandered into the living room to watch tv and have a smoke. Monica didn't like that the men were stinking up her house with cigarette smoke, but she knew it would not be good to complain about it. They were obviously going to do whatever the hell they wanted anyway! She could hear the men swapping stories about how they had fucked the young girls the night before.
As Monica and the girls began to prepare a breakfast of eggs, bacon, sausages and waffles, Monica whispered to them. "I'm so sorry girls! We just need to do as they say until they decide to leave."
"Mommy.....I hurt a lot," Jeannie whimpered.
Zane smacked both of them across their asses with his bare hand. "Hey, no talkin'!"
Both of them immediately shut up and went to work setting the table. Soon breakfast was ready and everyone gathered in the dining room to eat. Monica and her daughters were made to kneel on the floor and the men gave them some of the food as well.
Jeannie and Rosie picked at the waffles and sausages they were given.
"Go on! Eat!" Duke barked at them.
"I-I'm not th-that hungry," said Rosie.
"I suggest you eat something," said Zane, stuffing a big slab of waffle in his mouth. "You're gonna need some strength for the workout we'll be giving you later today."
Looking apprehensively at each other, the two young girls began to eat. They knew whatever was going to happen to them that day.....it wouldn't be good! After everyone had eaten their fill, the girls and their mom were made to again clean up the dishes.
Zane had one of the men bring a dining room chair into the living room again. He yelled to Monica, "Hey, get your ass in here now and on that chair!"
Monica reluctantly obeyed and sat on the chair as Fingers and Bonzo began tying her up again, the same as the night before.
"OH......NOOOOOOO! PLEASE.......NO MORE!" she begged.
Zane slapped her hard, making her ears ring. "You shut up, mom! I ain't gonna want to repeat myself! You started this mess......now you're gonna put up with it!"
A gag was jammed in her mouth again, keeping her quiet.
"Rosie and Jeannie, you get your asses in here now too," he ordered.
As the two girls appeared in the entrance to the living room, Zane snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor.
"On your hands and knees! And crawl in here. You're our little bitches and little bitches don't walk, they crawl!"
Both Jeannie and Rosie got onto their hands and knees and crawled across the floor toward Zane. The men all loved watching as their little asses wiggled.
"Good job, girlies," said Zane. "Now, today we're gonna change things up a bit. Rosie, you stay right here on the floor. Jeannie, get on that couch, on all fours!"
He pointed to the same couch where Jeannie had been savagely violated the night before. Slowly, tears beginning to run down her cheeks, Jeannie climbed on the couch and assumed a position on her hands and knees.
"Okay now!" said Zane with authority. "Duke, you and your guys did Rosie last night. Today you are gonna do little sis.....right up the old turd-box! And Bennie, you can help 'em!"
Jeannie began bawling as she heard what was going to happen to her. She knew it meant more pain!
"But first....I'm gonna take a turn on her," said Zane.
Zane stripped off his underwear. None of the men had bothered to get dressed that morning. They figured they would not be in need of clothes for the day. He licked his lips as he climbed on the couch behind Jeannie and gazed at her cute little ass.
"UHHHHHHHHHH!" he grunted as he pushed the head of his cock into her tight anal opening. Zane knew it likely wasn't quite as tight as it had been the evening before, but it still felt damn good! He had never had his cock in a girl this young so it was a new experience for him. He slowly sunk his shaft into her turd tunnel and began to fuck her with slow strokes.
Ohhhhhh, the way her ass gripped his cock, he loved it! Zane sped up his thrusts, making the couch shake. Jeannie whimpered and squealed in pain. She had become a little more accustomed to having a cock in her ass, but it still hurt like hell. Zane's balls didn't last for long and soon he was shooting a load deep into Jeannie.
He was panting when he pulled out. "Goddamn, Syl! I can see why you like her so much," he remarked.
"Yeah, love that little ass of hers," Syl agreed.
As Zane got off the couch, Bennie took his place. He held Jeannie by the shoulders as he drove roughly into her.
"OWWWWAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!" she shrieked.
"Ohhhhhh, your mommy felt really good last night, Jeannie. But I gotta say, I think you're gonna be even better!" Bennie said as he started humping her ass.
He slid his hands underneath her and squeezed her tiny tits as his hips slapped against her.
Duke was knelt down on the floor beside Rosie, stroking her hair and nuzzling her neck. "Mmmmm, Rosie! Look at your little sis taking cock. Ain't you proud of her?"
"L-let her......go," Rosie whined.
"Oh, we can't do that," said Duke. "If we let her go, we'd only have you. Do you wanna take everyone's cocks by yourself?"
Rosie didn't reply. She just closed her eyes and wished these vile men would die.
Bennie let out an animalistic moan as he spurted cum into Jeannie's arse. A string of jizz dangled from the tip of his dick as he withdrew from her. He wiped his cock clean on a couch cushion.
Duke was ready to take his turn, his cock rock-hard. He breathed heavy as he slid hid himself inside Jeannie. He wriggled his hips to work himself inside her tight ass. Wow! This was something he had never had the opportunity to do before. Getting to fuck not just one sweet teenage hottie, but her sister as well!
Holding her tiny hips, Duke smashed his cock in and out of her stretched asshole.
"Holy fuck, boys! Rosie's got a damn nice little sister!"
His back arched, driving his rod deeper into the crying girl. Zane stood by Monica, continuing to ensure she watched every minute of her daughter's ordeal. He looked at the other men standing and sitting around the room, when a thought suddenly hit him.
"Hey mom, you ain't gonna be expecting any company today, are you?"
"N-no......no one sh-should be coming.....h-here.....as far as I know," Monica stammered.
Zane looked at Fingers, Gordo and Bonzo. "I think, to be on the safe side, that we better start posting a couple lookouts. The last thing we need is an unexpected visitor. I want two people upstairs, watching the road. You see anybody coming this way, let me know.....asap! We'll do it in shifts, so everyone will still get a turn with the girls."
"Okay, boss," said Fingers. He and Bonzo headed upstairs.
"What about phone calls, mom?" said Zane. "I shut your phone off. You gonna get lots of people looking for you, if you don't answer?"
"I-I told everyone at the office.......not to call or text.....unless it was an e-emergency. I t-told them.....it was my weekend alone.....w-with my daughters....and I-I di-didn't want to be d-disturbed."
"Well, that works out good then, doesn't it?" Zane smiled. "If anybody does show up.....we'll take care of them."
He turned back to the action on the couch. Duke had finished up on Jeannie, pulling out and depositing his cum on her back. Now Seth had mounted the petite girl and was giving her the hot meat up the ass. His hand was on the back of her head pushing her face down into the couch as his dick plowed in and out. Seth's pale white buttocks flexed as her tight anus stretched around his stiff pole. Seth liked to pull back so just the head of his cock was in her, then he'd drop his weight against her and feel his shaft fill her up.
He fucked away at the young girl, until he dumped his load onto her back. She collapsed on the couch as Seth pulled out of her. Her body was drenched in sweat and she wasn't sure how much more she could endure. But to answer her question, she felt another man climbing on the couch behind her. This time it was Donnie. He pulled her back up on her hands and knees and with one hard thrust, entered her ass.
He smacked her hard across the ass, making her body jerk.
"Yeah, move that ass," he laughed. He smacked her again before settling into a hard, steady assfuck.
Her shit tunnel was nicely lubricated now and he could fuck her with a minimum of effort. The walls of her ass still gripped him firmly though and made him grunt as he propelled his cock in and out. Faster and faster, he picked up speed, shoving Jeannie's body across the couch. She had to dig her hands into the cushions to keep from ending up on the floor.
Donnie was sweating like a racehorse when he finally came, shooting his load deep into her guts.
"Boy, that was fun!" he exclaimed as he stood up. "Guess it's your turn now, Smitty."
The ex-soldier stroked his rock-solid dick as he ran his hands across Jeannie's smooth ass. He rubbed his erection over her ass cheeks before plunging into her sore bumhole. She let out a small scream of agony.
Smitty pulled back and pushed in again, loving how his thick shaft was pushing her ass walls apart.
"Oh yeah......oh yeah...." he said. "Used to fuck lots of little girls like you over in Iraq."
He was right. He remembered many home invasions he had been in with his squad, always under the pretense of searching for weapons or Iraqi rebels. They'd drag the young daughters or wives into a bedroom and have their way. Anal rape was always a favorite too. The women or girls would always beg and plead for the soldiers to not impregnate them, so they would always end up being sodomized and forced to suck cock instead. Smitty knew if his superior officers knew even half of all the shit he and his men had pulled off in Iraq, he'd have been court-martialed and thrown into a military prison ages ago!
Smitty fucked her for several more minutes before his balls released a load of white goo into the young girl. Cum oozed out of her as he pulled out.
"Yeahhhh......awesome!" he huffed as he climbed off Jeannie.
Syl was having a great time watching the other men fuck Jeannie. He just sat in an armchair and stroked his cock the whole time.
"Okay Jeannie!" Zane barked. "We're done with you.....for now! You can crawl back over to your boyfriend, Syl. He's looking kinda lonely over there."
Zane looked over at Syl and grinned. Jeannie climbed off the couch and, slowly and painfully, crawled across the living room carpet to where Syl sat. He motioned for her to climb up into his lap.
"Rosie, you get your sweet little spick ass over here now. It's time for us to rip your pooper apart! Syl, your boys can help me and Bennie do her. You want a piece of her too?" said Zane.
"Nah,' said Syl. "I just want some more of my doll." He was running his left hand through her hair as he held her back against him and stroked her thighs with his other hand.