18 comments/ 100979 views/ 32 favorites The Bikers By: flyinpete2001 Many people would call me crazy, and some who have gone through the torture for real would cry in disbelief, but the idea of being raped really turns me on. I don't mean play rape I mean to be abducted, abused, and sexually used without any permission asked or given, and if this was at the hands of more than one guy even better. It started 2 years ago when I read a very graphic description of a rape in a book I found in my parents room. Being vary naïve the book was an eye opener for me. It was about a girl who was abducted by a group of Vikings and brutally raped many times before being held as a slave. Reading the graphic details on the sexual scenes the girl went through initially shocked me, but soon I discovered that I was getting sexually aroused as I read the story. At first it was just a feeling of hunger deep in my stomach, followed by a tingling between my legs. It was not until I discovered the wetness between my virginal lips did I realise my body was responding sexually for the first time in my life. Using my finger I touched my pussy lips exploring the wetness, amazed at the way my outer lips had swollen, all puffy and ready to admit a cock for the first time. My fingers slipped between the lips exploring with ease the length of the slit from down near my back passage to the sensitive area at the front. I had discovered some time before that there was an area right at the front of my slit that was sensitive to the touch and almost painful in a nice sort of way. My friends had told me that this was the clitoris and her sister had told her that it was the way to have an orgasm. No information on how it worked, just that this was how you got one. I had tried several times to touch, rub my clitoris only to find the feeling was too overpowering and gave up fearing I was doing myself harm. This time it was different, the slippery liquid allowed my fingers to glide over my clitoris making the sensations I was feeling in my stomach stronger and the tingling harder, my clitoris almost throbbing. I picked up the book and read the passage about the young girl in the story being raped over and over. I always read where a Viking drove his cock into her vagina for the first time, breaking her hymen and riding her till he filled her with his sperm. Each time I felt like I was going to burst but never quite, I knew that I was missing something and not quite getting to the end of my journey. That was until one day; when I read the same bit for the 20 or 30th time did my fingers discover that rubbing my clitoris as I read made my body feel wonderful. The harder I rubbed, the stronger the wonderful feelings came, and as I got the part where the Vikings cock entered her I felt an explosion. I moaned as the surge grew from within my pussy, setting fireworks off in my head. I was lucky I was alone in the house as I started to be aware of a woman crying out almost in pain, and with shock realised it was me!! I lay still for several minuets as my body returned to normal. That was two years ago and the book is battered, but I still read it when I feel like coming. In fact my problem now is that I can't come unless I read the book or recap the story in my mind, the difference now is the when I recap the story it's me that is getting raped. A friend of mine was raped by a guy who dragged her into the bushes near our house. I actually felt jealous that it was her and not me, but I never said anything. The story of the rape in the book was slowly taking control of me, I looked up rape on the internet any chance I got and I even got my friend to recap the events of her attack to me, on the basis that it would help her to talk to someone, little did she know! I was quite upset when they announced that they had caught the guy who attacked her, as I had been purposely walking the same route she took in the hope it would happen to me. I don't think I actually wanted to be raped, but the thought of it always made me wet my knickers, and walking through the area where my friend was raped really set me off. I realised I was being stupid, but the thought never crossed my mind that I might actually get seriously hurt or even killed. My family always liked cycling; we used to use the route of an old rail line near our house. One Sunday we were all out with my father when we passed a old station building. It was surrounded by 20 or so bikers that were obviously using the building as some sort of meeting place. Music blared out of the open windows and the guys sat around drinking beer. I was cycling in my shorts and "T" shirt with my hair in a pony tail, the hot summer made shorts and tight tops obligatory. My father had told us to hurry when he saw the groups of guys standing by the old station, and when the bikers whistled and called for me to join them my vagina already tingling from the action of the cycle's saddle, instantly started to get slippery triggered by the whistles the bikers made as we went by. My father was cross that these guys were "allowed" to get away with this sort of behaviour, but had more sense than to confront them. The remainder of the trip home had me in quite a state, I loved the way my bike saddle rubbed my wet pussy, with my mind going into over drive thinking of what might happen if I was to go into the building with the bikers. On arriving home my horrible little brother noticed my shorts had a big damp spot in my crutch, and joked that I had wet myself. I ran into the house saying I was desperate for a pee, dived into the main bathroom locking the door and almost before I had my shorts and panties down my hand started rubbing my clit. I had to push a towel in my mouth to gag the moans, I came in seconds. I quickly went to my room and changed my shorts, my little brother still winding me up about wetting myself!! The summer holidays had just begun, and my parents were happy to leave me alone at home when they went to work, but my brother went to our Aunts house as they said he would be happier with her children. I was dieing to go see if the bikers were still there, my rape fantasies were no longer about Vikings, but about the bikers. On the following Monday I rode the mile or so to where the cycle path started and lost my bottle. I really wanted to look inside to see what was there, but chickened out and went home. Over the next few days I could not get the courage to look inside and the bikers were never there. By the Thursday I had almost given up with the idea of the bikers ever being there, as I passed by the old station. Still there was no one around and the disappointment drove me crazy. I built up the courage to cycle over by the old building to see if you could look in, but the wooden shutters covering the windows were closed tight. I returned to my bike and cycled a bit further down the path where I knew there was a shop. I brought a bottle of coke and sat on the grass drinking before heading back home disappointed. I had put a short tennis skirt on and it was virtually impossible to sit without showing my knickers. I giggled to myself as I sat open legged on the grass bank, anyone passing had a clear view of my crutch, damp from the effects of the saddle and the expectations of seeing the bikers. A sudden roar from behind me made me jump out of my skin. Two big bikes blasted past me heading up the path towards the old station. The second of the bikes had a rider and passenger and the passenger looked at me with a lecherous grin. My heart pounded and rather than feeling sexy I wanted to run and get as far away from these dirty greasy guys as possible. My fantasies had always been where the guys where more like movie stars rather than these greasy haired rough necks. I jumped on my bike realising I had to pass the old building to get home. As I approached I decided to get past as quick as possible. I saw the passenger point at me, and the rider drove the bike forward, bringing it to a halt across the track in front of me. I did not know what to do, I tried to ease round the front, then the back but there was no way past. I finally found my voice and asked them to let me past, and they laughed mimicking my high pitched voice. They said they just wanted a chat, the rider looking at my skirt hitched up on the cross bar. I realised he could see straight up to my knickers, oh why had I worn such a short skirt!! They asked me if I wanted a drink as they had loads of cans in the building and on such a warm day they were sure I would be thirsty. My initial fear was easing as they were actually quite funny and the sight of this guy looking up my skirt had got me going. I decided that one drink would be OK, trouble makers they may have been, killers they were not. Into the old station we went, it was a mess, had a strong musky smell and quite dark till they opened the shutters, but had a fridge and a TV and a load of arm chairs. The passenger opened the door of the fridge and passed me a beer. The third guy had come in asking if I had ever drunk a beer, I had had a few sips of my fathers been and did not like it much, but didn't want to look like a baby and swallowed a big mouthful. I hated the taste but managed to keep it down and the cold beer was quite refreshing on the hot day. The guys got me to sit on the chair opposite them, obvious they wanted to look up my skirt. I sat very carefully so as to keep my skirt down as far as possible but my knickers were still on show. After I had drunk most of the large can; the beer was having an effect on me and I felt quite light headed, relaxing into the chair. I had found that the guys were not all bad as we chatted about bikes and music as we drunk the beer. They kept turning the conversation towards sex with dirty jokes and discussing ways of having sex on a bike, enjoying my embarrassment. I had never heard sex talked about so openly and knew I was getting quite turned on by this conversation. It was not until I noticed the guys were grinning, that I realised I had relaxed a bit too much as they looked between my legs, it made me flush knowing I was quite damp and this would be clearly on show. I decided it was time to go; I stood up as a roar out side signalled the arrival of more bikers. I decided I had to get out now and made for the door only to be meet by 5 bikers coming in. Their faces were a picture, their three friends alone with a sweet girl and three stupid grins on their face. The passenger who had given me a beer told me to sit down and meet his other friends. He held out another beer opening it for me, I knew I should leave but the beer and the tingle between my legs changed my mind. Again I was sat opposite the guys, but this time with 8 of them hoping to look up my skirt. We again chatted and I relaxed into the chair, I knew my knickers were on show, but I pretended I had not noticed. The conversation again turned to sex, with them quizzing me about my sex life. I played along with them pretending to be quite worldly in the art of sex, rapturously listening to the discussions. One of the new guys who was obviously the leader of the bikers called Donk; was paying very little attention to my face, and was quite blatantly looking up my skirt. I could feel my lips swelling, tingling and getting wet. I needed to get out before I went too far, realising my fantasy would be better left just that. As I was about to stand up when two young women walked in saw me and asked what was going on. Donk said they were having a chat and a beer with me, then whispered something into the one girls ear. She looked at me, and then said she didn't think it was a good idea, but Donk said not to worry and that it would be OK. My mind was running in overdrive, as the two women came over and sat either side of me. They asked how old I was and when I said 18 she said something about never been kissed, I laughed and said I had many times, hoping I didn't look too innocent. Now the sex talk became quite dirty, the guys all seamed to know the women intimately. My innocent knowledge of relationships had me thinking that they were "attached" to one of the guys, but the conversation sounded like they were "owned" by the guys and not partners. I asked one of the women who her boyfriend was, and to rapturous laughter the guys said all of us. I was quite shocked, and confused at how it might work, till the women explained. In many biker gangs the women were considered to be property of the leader to be shared by all and thought to be less important that their bikes. If a woman didn't like this they could leave at any time, but they were well looked after and loved the life as the sex was incredible. She said there was never a time when one of the bikers didn't want to fuck and when they met other gangs it was fun to be shared out. I was stunned by her language and openness; talk of fucking, Cunts, clits, cocks and pussies was not new to me, but I had never heard it used in open conversation. The way she openly chatted about being fucked by all the bikers and even complete strangers really affected me, my mind thinking I would love this kind of life. I knew I should leave and was being pulled in to something, but I was fascinated and loved the attention I was getting or should say my damp crutch was getting. I asked if Donk was named after the character in the film Crocodile Dundee and they all laughed. They said it was short for Donkey, and being very innocent I wondered why he was called Donkey! My confusion must have shown as one of the women giggled and said his cock is as big as a donkey! I felt like my face was bright red, for being so stupid, but I had seen a donkey on a local farm and if his was as big as that it would never fit in me and I would think it would never fit in any woman! I looked opposite to where Donk sat and noticed for the first time his right trouser leg had a bulge down to his knee! He rubbed his bulge asking if I wanted to see it, I instantly looked away saying no, but I really wanted to say yes. I asked the women if they had had sex with Donk, they both smiled and with a twinkle in there eyes said YES. I wondered what it would be like to have something that big inside, but one thing was for sure, if I continued to get as turned on as this I would soon wet the chair! One of the guys said he needed a pee, stood up and stood by the door to pee, I could easily see his cock. My mouth dropped open at the casual way he just stood there his cock in hand and a golden stream flowing from the end onto the dirt outside. The other guys laughed at my reaction telling the guy who was peeing he was embarrassing me, but instead of hiding his cock, he turned around asking what the problem was, giving me a perfect view of a cock. My family were not into nudity and although I had seen my brother nude, I had never seen my father. The pictures I had seen on the internet had not prepared me for the site in front of me. He stood for about 20 seconds with his cock in hand, and the other guys cheering, before one of the women shouted to put it away. I realised I needed a pee too, I asked the girls where the toilet was and they pointed to the door and said over there. It is one thing for a guy to pee in public, but a girl? The guys laughed saying these was no need to be shy as the two women always peed standing up. I said I was OK, and could wait till I got home, but the effects of the earlier coke and the two cans of beer was causing a fair bit of pressure in my bladder. I decided to leave and head for home, hoping I could get there before I wet myself. The guys all pleaded with me to stay saying the fun was yet to start. I looked at the girls for support, but they laughed and said that when you were with a group of bikers, you soon learnt not to be shy. One of the guys said they would hold me if I didn't want to stand, and the others said they would all like to see that with a roar of laughter. By now I did not feel like laughing, I was desperate for a pee and I knew that if I did not move I would pee the chair. One of the women called Sue, realised my predicament grabbed my hand, pulling me to the door. She suggested I removed my knickers, stand with my legs wide and just let go, my skirt would hide everything. I realised I had no choice and was about to run to some bushes when the first trickle of pee escaped. In desperation I forgot my shyness and bent to remove my panties. It was too late as my pee started to flow through my panties. I quickly spread my legs and pulled my wet panties to one side allowing a jet of pee to splash 2 feet in front of me. The relief was immense as the pressure diminished in my bladder, and as the final drops of pee dripped to the floor a big cheer came from the room behind. With me standing between the bikers and the sun, I had just given them a perfect view and might as well of been naked! I released my wet panties, the wet cotton feeling cold on my pussy. Sue asked me to come back in for another beer, and by now with my bladder empty and a fussy mind from the beers I had already drunk I could see no reason not to. She suggested I took my wet knickers off as they would be very uncomfortable and they could dry in the sun before going home. I knew if I did the others would be able to everything but the thrill of showing myself off would be fun, if not dangerous, but the beer had taken away most of my worries. Carefully so as not to give them too much of a view I slipped my white panties off laying them on the window ledge to dry. I sat with my legs firmly closed, but my light brown bush could easily be seen beneath my skirt. I could feel the guys stare burning into my crutch wishing me to move my legs. Sue was sat next to me and pointed at how my clamped legs were making my hair poke out. I nearly died with embarrassment, but her laughter was infectious and I soon joined in relaxing my legs laughing more as all the guys virtually fought for a better look. The guys suggested I gave them a flash, and they chanted "flash" "flash" "flash", this was getting out of hand, with no idea of how it would end. With encouragement from the women I opened my legs as wide as the chair would allow and snapped then closed as quick as I could, to the rapturous cheers of the bikers. The guys opened more cans, one guy saying now I had peed in front of them, and flashed my pussy, I was almost an official member of the gang. I had to ask, my mind warned me not to ask, but ask I did, what else did a girl have to do to join the gang? The answer was strange and left me with more questions; to join the gang a girl has to "Ride the Hog". I knew that the nick name of the American bikes called Harley Davidson was a HOG, so I assumed that was what you had to do. When I asked how I could ever get to ride a bike, they all laughed and the guys suggested they show me. I saw the women look at each other, the guys all encouraging me to have a go, I was starting to realise this had very little to with bikes and the warning bells told me to say no. Donk looked at the other woman called Lee, and nodded to the door at the back of the room. She got up and went off through the door leaving me with sitting on the chair. The guys were obviously getting excited, I wanted to leave, but my curiosity wanted to find out what the Hog was. I turned to Sue next to me and asked if she had ridden the hog? With a big smile she said yes, it's wonderful all women should try it, but she looked at me and said perhaps I was a bit inexperienced to try it? Said more of a question than a statement I felt a bit put down by this, I felt that I was virtually an adult and more than capable of trying anything. I responded with some strength that I was bold enough to try anything! Lee returned and with a big smile saying the hog was ready, and with Sue they took an arm each taking me into the other room. The guys all stayed behind which surprised me, and as I was only with the women I relaxed and went with them. We went into a room that was still dark, there were candles for light and once my eyes grew accustomed to the dark I could see in the middle of the room was what looked like a bike. Well it had handle bars, a padded tank, a seat and places for your feet. It had no wheels but was mounted to a frame and looked like some training device for riders. The woman giggled and pointed at the "bike" and said here is the HOG! The Bikers "Go the speed limit or get out of the way, you fucking idiot!" Carl yelled loud enough that Sue figured for sure the other driver could hear it even though the windows were all closed and the air conditioner was on full tilt. "Relax Carl, they're out for a Sunday drive and so are we. Just enjoy the view!" "He's not even doing the speed limit Suzanne, that's what the right lane is for!" He'd used her full name, something Sue had noticed he'd only do when he was either pissed off at her or thought she was being a 'fucking idiot', his favorite expression. Of course, he never outright said that to her but his tone and his replies often implied it. When other people were around, he would hold back so almost nobody knew some of the behaviours Sue was putting up with. So Sue remained quiet. He was in a foul mood, had been most of the day. He'd been fine when they'd been visiting with Brenda, his daughter. But on the road, he'd been ranting and raving that all drivers except him were idiots. No, sorry, 'fucking idiots' is what they were. He'd been prone to angry outbursts in the past but they were few and far between so Sue, who had been in love with the notion of love, had disregarded the outbursts and focused on the positives. However, in the last few months, they'd been more frequent. Sue had tried to get him to go see a therapist and vent his anger there but he refused, claiming it was perfectly normal to be angry once in a while when surrounded by idiots. Sue had fallen out of love and was in the process of setting everything up so she could leave him. They were about half an hour from home when they came upon a group of bikers. The bikers had been in the left lane, passing a big rig. Again, Carl raged at the 'fucking idiots' blocking the left lane. This time, Sue stayed quiet. Carl was right up behind the last biker's motorcycle. When the last biker had taken the right lane, Carl stepped on the gas and told Sue to give the bikers the finger. "No." "Just do it for shit's sake." "No, I will not do that!" Sue was adamant. Flipping up her finger was definitely not something to do to bikers and she knew it. Next thing she knew, Carl's raised finger was in her face; he was giving them the finger himself. When he passed the front biker, Carl cut right in front of him. Sue was scared and held on to the handle on the door so hard, her knuckles were white. The bikers sped up and came up left of Carl and started making motions at him to pull over. Carl gave them the finger again. "Please stop doing that." Sue pleaded. "These guys are dangerous, Carl, please just let them be." "Shut up Suzanne, I am not going to let a bunch of little boys on motorcycles intimidate me." "Carl, they're part of a biker gang!" "No they're not!" "Yes, they are!" "What the fuck would you know about biker gangs anyway?" "I can read and that's what's written on their gear." "They're just 'wannabes', they're not the real thing." Sue knew from reading articles and news stories that only real members of that gang would wear their colors. If anyone else attempted to do so, they could face severe consequences from the gang. But at this time, Carl was in such a foul mood that Sue opted for silence, again. She'd only lose in the end anyway. The taunting continued. Then, as they were going up a big hill where a third lane is added on the right for slower vehicles, Carl stayed in the middle lane. A few motorcycles came around to the right and the bikers leered at Sue. Sue saw the first one and quickly turned her head away. She didn't want to look at them but that biker had seemed familiar. Something in his face looked like someone she'd seen before but couldn't place. When the road reduced to two lanes again, the bikers had decided to stay behind Carl's truck. Carl saw that as a success "See, they've calmed down now and figured out that this truck belongs ahead of them." Sue wanted to believe him but simply couldn't relax. They were about ten minutes from their home when Sue received a phone call from the work. After answering an easy question, she hung up but the phone started beeping that it was low on batteries so Sue shut it off. "What did they want now?" Carl practically growled at her. "Just to know if it was okay to do something. Nothing really important." "I wish you could sometimes not be on call. Can't Julie or your boss assume the on-call for a weekend?" "They do. But most times, the guys just call me because I can give an immediate answer. Julie and the boss still need training." Just then, they reached their exit. Sue was looking forward to finally be rid of the bikers but to her dismay, they also took the exit. "Turn right, Carl." "Why? Our house is to the left." "I know. I just don't want them to know where we live." "Will you relax? They're not going to follow us!" As he said that, Carl turned left and the bikers followed. When he turned left again, they still followed. Sue was terrified. "Carl, please, just drive past our turnoff and go to the cop shop." "For Christ' sake Suzanne, they're just playing with us. They'll leave as soon as we park the truck in the driveway." And Carl turned on the street that led to their street. The bikers followed. "Please Carl, don't go home! They're still following us! I'm scared of what they might do." "Quit being such a coward. When we get home, just go in the house while I back up into the garage." "I thought you were going to park in the driveway?" "No, I'll park in the garage. We can unload the back later." "See, you don't want to leave your truck where they can get at it! But I'm the coward. Please, this is our last chance, turn the opposite way and circle back to the cop shop." "No! Now shut up and let me drive!" Sue reached for his cell phone. He glared at her "What are you doing?" Sue responded "I'm calling 9-1-1. These bikers are still following us and it's no coincidence." Carl angrily took the phone away from her and barked "You will do no such thing. Just grab your purse and go inside." He'd pulled up in front of the house and turned to back into the garage. While the garage door opened, he told Sue to get out. The bikers were parking their bikes on the street next to their garage. There were eight of them. Sue grabbed her purse, got out of the vehicle and ran for the house. She was relieved that none of the bikers followed her. Carl parked the truck in the garage and when he stepped out and shut the door to the garage, a few bikers went to him and one put his arm around Carl, like an old friend. Sue fumbled with her keys, dropping them to the landing twice because she was shaking so much. One biker started up the stairs as another of the bikers yelled at the neighbours that they were old friends, would have a half hour party and then leave so not to worry, the noise wouldn't be forever. The biker took the keys from Sue, saying "let me get that for you" and smiling like an old friend. Sue was terrified. Carl was white as a ghost as he made his way up the stairs. Sue then saw that the biker behind him had a gun. As soon as the door was open, Sue tried to get to a phone but the biker who had opened the door grabbed her arm and told her to put down the phone. The one Sue thought looked familiar was turning his back to her and he barked a few nicknames and pointed to Carl and then said "I get the girl." The biker that had Sue by the arm pushed her towards the leader and she got dragged into the bedroom at the back of the house. She then heard music start in the living room and the volume got turned up quite loud. The leader pointed to the windows and the door, the other three men that had followed them into the bedroom closed the windows and the blinds. They also turned on the night table lamps and closed the door to the rest of the house. Sue was petrified. She figured she was about to get raped or worse. When they reached the bed, the leader turned around and brought her up close to him. For the first time, Sue got a good look at his face. That face! How could it be? Sue was speechless from the surprise. This guy was none other than Michael, a guy who had studied with her in university! He spoke, or rather hissed at her "You be quiet and we won't hurt you. Am I making myself clear?" Sue nodded. From the other side of the door, she could hear muffled screams and a struggle. She turned her head to the door and Michael turned it back to face him. "If you let us do what we want, we won't hurt you like they're hurting him. Don't fight it, you might like it!" Then, he let go of her and grabbed her blouse by the two sides of the collar and tore it open. "I get to fuck these tits and that face. You guys can have her cunt." Sue protested "No, please. I didn't do anything to you guys. Quite the opposite, I begged and pleaded for him to leave you alone." Michael laughed "Ever heard of guilt by association? Now be quiet and take those shorts off." When Sue didn't move, he slapped her in the face and then grabbed her face and spoke quietly in her ear. "Sue, you have to do as I tell you otherwise I'll have to hurt you and I don't want to do that. But I can't let these guys see that we know each other so be good now!" Michael turned to the others "I think she understands now that if she cooperates, we won't hurt her as much. But she does have a point, she wasn't the idiot this afternoon so let's just take our pleasure and go." One of the other bikers laughed "You going soft or old on us, man?" Michael laughed "I just like her tits and would rather have an easy fuck than a fight today." As they were talking, Sue removed her shorts and her undies and also removed what was left of her shirt before removing her bra. Michael pushed her onto the bed, climbed up and straddled her chest. Another biker got between her legs and pulled her towards the edge of the bed. He grabbed Carl's pillow and put it under her back side and opened up his fly. Meanwhile, Michael was pushing her breasts together and moving his cock between them. He then told her to open wide and pushed his hard cock into her mouth. He bent over and whispered "Get it all nice and lubed up and it won't hurt so bad." As she started doing that, she felt the other biker penetrate her. The pain was bad at first but with the little moisture inside, and the fact that the biker was not all that well endowed, the pain wasn't unbearable. Still, she had tears coming down her cheeks. Sue could hear Carl being beaten and figured they had put something in his mouth to muffle his screams. The music was very loud but she could still make out Carl screaming. Part of her felt sorry for him but part of her was also thinking he deserved everything he was getting for being such an idiot himself and putting both of them in this predicament. Within a minute or two, the first biker was done and pulling out and another one took his place. Michael was still fucking her tits, roughly pushing them together around his cock. With his finger and thumb, he was tweaking her nipples and that was something Sue loved so she closed her eyes and focused on that, figuring that if she could enjoy part of it, she would lube up and it wouldn't be so bad. And it worked, her pussy lubed up just enough to make the second biker's cock glide in and out more easily. The second biker was done after a while and was replaced by the third and last biker. The second biker said "We need to hurry boys, before one of the neighbours calls the cops." Michael turned to him and said "These are sweet tits man, I want to take a little longer. Go ahead and go see how we get out of here. She's not going to fight, are you little one?" Sue shook her head. The first two bikers left the room and Sue was left with only two of the bikers. The biker that was raping her was way more endowed than the two others had been and was somehow hitting her G spot. She felt herself relax her pussy muscles and not fight it anymore. However, the biker came before she did and withdrew his cock and left also, leaving her alone with Michael. Meanwhile, Michael was close to his end point and told her to open her mouth to take it. He pushed his cock into her mouth. He was holding her head in place and Sue couldn't move. She started choking on his sperm but managed to swallow it all. Then, Michael let her breathe and got off her but he laid on the bed next to her and whispered "I'm so sorry Sue. But I had to do this. If I hadn't taken over the top of you, they would have beaten you. Promise me you'll never identify us to the police and I'll leave you as you are now." Sue nodded and then asked "Did they kill him?" Michael gently brushed his fingers against her cheek "I don't know for sure. What an asshole though! I gotta go. Remember, not a word about who we were or your life will be in jeopardy. Are we clear?" Sue nodded. Michael added "Again, I'm sorry. You really didn't deserve this but that's what we do to people who cross us. I couldn't tell the guys 'Hey I know her, let's just move on'. If they find out you and I know each other, we're both dead. So be good, okay?" Then, he kissed her softly on the lips and left. She heard him close the door behind him as he left the room. Sue waited for a while, too scared to move. She heard what she thought was like on tv shows, when a gun has one of those silencers, then a thud. Then, she heard the bikers all leave, their bikes start up and them driving away. Sue got up and went to the ensuite and peaked out the tiny washroom window to see all eight of them leave. The music was still blaring and Sue suddenly felt faint. She headed back into the bedroom and towards her side of the bed, where the phone was. She laid down on the bed and dialed 9-1-1 on her phone. After the police and ambulance came, Sue was taken to the hospital for all the testing required following a rape. She was given the morning after pill which she gladly took, not wanting to have a kid from this ordeal. When the police questioned her, she told them she'd been too scared to look at any of them in the face and had kept her eyes closed most of the time. She then asked about Carl. "He was severely beaten, sodomised and eventually shot. I'm sorry to say he died at home." Sue looked away and started quietly crying. So that sound she'd heard, like on tv, had been a gun. Carl was dead. A bunch of emotions came flooding through her. Pain, sorrow, anger, disappointment, guilt, and some relief too, all colliding and conflicting. The officer handed her a box of tissues and walked away "I'll give you some privacy for a while. Take your time." Sue just started sobbing. She went through the whole range of emotions, one after the other. Why? Why had Carl been so darn stubborn and stupid? And why was she left behind to deal with the aftermath while he was now dead? Why couldn't he just, for once in his life, live and let live? Then the relief of knowing she was alive, that her former classmate had probably saved her life. She had survived this far, and by God, she'd survive the rest too. Eventually, Sue stopped crying and calmed down. She was then released from the hospital and allowed to go home. There, the police were still gathering evidence so she had to wait in another room. The next few weeks, with the funeral, the clean up and all that, were a blur for Sue but she managed to get through it. She went back to work and sought therapy and got better. Then, one Saturday afternoon, there was a knock at her door. To her surprise, Michael was standing there, with flowers in his hands. He handed her the flowers and said "Don't worry, I'm by myself and nobody knows I'm here. May I please come in?" Sue let him come in and asked "Why would you come back here?" "Just wanted to make sure you were okay and apologize again. I'm really sorry we had to rape you. Are you okay?" "I'm better now." "The guys who were with me that day all figured that your boyfriend or husband was abusive towards you and that they did you a favour by finishing him off. Was he abusive?" "Only verbally." "Then it was only a matter of time and he would have hit you." "You're not the only one to say that. But it's all in the past now." "I'm so sorry I had to slap you. I couldn't risk the guys figuring out we knew each other. Can you ever forgive me?" "I already have. If it wasn't for you, I'd probably be dead too, wouldn't I?" "Yeah, you would. Have you really forgiven me?" Sue nodded. "Would it be okay if I hugged you?" Again, Sue nodded and Michael put his arms around her and held her for a while. Still holding her, he asked "Have you been with anyone else since then?" Sue pulled back enough to look at him in the eyes "You mean have I had sex with anyone?" "Yeah." "No, I haven't." "Would you let me show you that I can be gentle? Would you let me make it right?" Sue was torn. Here was a guy who'd participated in raping her and he was offering to be her first after the rape. "I know that you will need me to be very gentle and take all the time you need and I'm willing to do that. Then, you won't have to explain to another guy why it's scary for you." That last part actually made sense to her. She had been wondering about that. A lot. So she agreed. Michael kissed her softly on the lips and said "If at any time, you want to stop, just tell me. I'll respect you, I promise. And I'll let you lead." Somehow, Sue trusted him to keep his promise. After all, they had gone to university together and he'd always kept his promises back then. They went to her room and he asked "are you sure you want to do this here and not in another room?" She answered "If we're going to exorcise my demons, we have to exorcise them all, don't we?" Michael agreed and he kissed her. He kissed her softly at first and when he felt her relax and respond, he kissed her more deeply. He gently rubbed her back and played in her hair and kept kissing her until she let her hands roam on his body. That was the signal he'd been waiting for to let his own hands roam gently. He caressed her ass, her back and then her breast, staying outside the clothes and caressing very gently. Sue was surprised to feel herself want more and understood that Michael would not press unless she took the lead so she started tugging at his shirt. He broke the kiss and helped her remove his shirt. Then, he continued kissing her while she touched his naked torso and back everywhere. Then, she pulled back and took off her blouse and bra. They kissed again and Michael caressed her skin softly, gently, letting her get used to his touch without feeling rushed or pushed in any way. It was having the desired effect on Sue. She was feeling herself want more and more. She got bolder herself and reached for the front of his jeans and stroked his cock through the fabric. Michael was already hard and he moaned softly when she touched him. He then left her lips and gently kissed her neck and earlobe. That got Sue moaning. With one hand, he was caressing her breast and he proceeded to gently catch the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Sue lot out a louder moan when he did that and rubbed his cock harder through his jeans. Encouraged, he bent down and took the other nipple in his lips. Sue arched her back and let go of his cock and ran her hands through his hair, pulling him towards her nipple, encouraging him to continue. Her breathing indicated to him that she was enjoying it so he took turns on both her breasts, tweaking the one while he lavished the other with is tongue. Sue let go of his head and undid her jeans and pushed them off her hips. She stepped out of them and sat on the bed. Michael knelt beside the bed and asked "Would you like me to lick your pussy?" "Yes, I'd like that." The Bikers Michael pushed her back onto the bed and caressed her legs with both his hands and kissed her lightly all along her thighs. Then, he kissed her pussy lips and gently licked them. Sue tensed up a bit but then reminded herself that this had not been part of that other afternoon and that she usually enjoyed being eaten so she forced herself to relax and open her legs for Michael. He took the hint and slowly started licking her. When she moaned and pressed her pussy against his face, he got bolder and started flicking his tongue on her clit and sucking it gently. Sue moaned and lifted her ass off the bed when he started sucking on her clit and then said "Oh yeah." Michael focused on her clit and continued the sucking and flicking of his tongue on it. He felt her tense up again but this time, it was for a god reason: her release was getting close. He intensified his actions and pushed her over the edge. "Ah...... yes!" Sue cried out. When she came back down from her high, he cuddled with her on the bed, caressing her breasts, kissing her lips and her neck. Then he asked her "ready for more?" Sue just nodded and he went back to her pussy, licking and sucking. When she was getting closer to the edge again, he gently inserted a finger in her pussy. He didn't have much trouble as she was very wet from her previous orgasm but he did feel her tense up so he simply left the finger still in her pussy and concentrated on her clit with his tongue. When she relaxed again, he moved the finger in and out gently. She tensed a bit and then relaxed again. He then inserted a second finger into her and that made her tense up a lot. He stopped, leaving the fingers in and looked up at her "you okay?" Sue said "Just a little tense. It'll pass, don't stop just yet." He kept pushing his fingers in until they were buried to the hilt and continued working on her clit with his lips and tongue. Soon, she relaxed and he felt her move back and forth. So he started finger-fucking her gently and increased the pressure on her clit. Sue went over the edge a second time, groaning her release. Again, he cuddled with her and then said "Would you be okay with me removing my pants?" Sue nodded. "How about I lay back and let you play with me for a while? You can do whatever you want and when you want me to do something, just tell me, okay?" He did as he'd said and cuddled her against him. Tentatively, she reached for his cock. It was the first time she'd even seen one since that day. He was hard as steel yet his skin was very soft. She caressed his shaft up and down for a while and he played in her hair. When she was ready, Sue bent down and put her lips onto his shaft. She hesitated, having flashbacks and he said "It's okay, take your time." And he gently caressed her back. She continued caressing him with her hand and then tried again. She forced the memories out of her mind and focused on the beautiful cock in front of her. She had not really paid attention to it that day but now, she looked at every detail of it, liking what she saw and felt with her tongue. Michael moaned softly and said "That feels good baby. But don't' worry, I won't come in your mouth unless you want me to." Sue relaxed and started enjoying the act of giving him head. She licked and sucked and nibbled for a while and then moved her body so Michael could have access to her pussy. "Finger me again." She told him. He obliged, caressing her pussy lips with his hand and letting his finger go in and out of her opening. Then, she stopped. Michael, figuring she'd reached her limit, sat up. Sue went to the edge of the bed and reached in her night table for a condom. "You don't mind if I put one of these on you, do you?" Michael shook his head. She got him to move up the bed and slowly unrolled the condom onto his hard shaft. Then, she positioned herself on top of him and slowly let herself descend on his shaft. There, she stopped and asked "you don't mind me being on top, do you?" Michael said "I was actually going to suggest it so you can be in control. Now, where would you like my hands?" She leaned forward and said "tease my nipples." Michael did as he was told and gently teased her nipples. Sue started moving up and down his shaft, closing her eyes and focusing on the good sensations. She continued with a slow rhythm for a while and then said "If we truly want to get rid of my demons, you have to be on top." Michael and Sue flipped over and he gently moved a bit but seeing her tense up, he stopped and kissed her cheek and her neck and her lips softly. "Let me know when you want me to move again." Sue said "Kiss me, deep." Michael kissed her and after a few minutes, felt her move beneath him and started moving slowly himself. Sue relaxed and started enjoying it. Then, she told him "fuck me harder". Michael did as he was told and fucked her harder but not too hard. "Fuck me harder!" Sue cried out. Michael then started really fucking her, his balls slapping against her ass. Sue reached another orgasm and held on to him tightly as he continued to pound into her "Yessss!" Michael slowed down and then stopped inside her, holding her in his arms and kissing her. Sue asked "Did you come?" "No. Not yet. I won't come until you tell me to baby. Anything else you'd like to do?" "I want you to straddle me like you did that day." "Are you sure?" "Yes." Michael withdrew and took off the condom and got up to straddle Sue. "Are you sure?" he asked again. Sue nodded and Michael got into the same position he'd been that fateful day. He could see it was uncomfortable for her so he didn't move and just let his cock lay between her tits. Then, Sue pressed her tits together and said "rock gently." So he rocked back and forth gently between her tits, as she asked. She closed her eyes and then raised her head to kiss the tip of his cock. Then, she released her breasts and wrapped one hand around his cock and pulled forward until he was in her mouth. With her other hand, she reached for his hip and had him slowly fuck her mouth. She took one of his hands and put it on her breast and he played with the nipple. Sue moaned her approval and continued to work on his cock until she was satisfied that this didn't bring back the bad memories again. She then released his cock and said "Grab another condom. I want you to take me from behind." Michael again did as he was told and put another condom on his hard cock while Sue turned around and presented him with her pussy. He gently pushed inside her and they both moaned when he was fully inside. Sue then said "Now I want you to fuck me until you come." "You sure?" "Oh yeah, fuck me Michael." So he grabbed her hips and started fucking her. After a few minutes, he reached down and pulled her up against him and caressed her breasts, still fucking her. Then, with one hand, he reached down and rubbed her clit in a circle. Her breathing got really ragged and he knew she was close to coming again so he kept fucking her and rubbing that clit. When she cried out, he grunted too, finally releasing his come. When they were done and both had gone to wash up in the washroom, he gathered her close and asked "Am I fully forgiven now?" Sue smiled and said "You are. Thank you." ***** A/N: All fiction. The Biker's Conquest I speed downtown before the afternoon gets any later. I want to check out all of the booths while it is still daylight and I have less chance of running into any biker guys looking for fun. My college friends want to come down here later tonight and go to the beer tent, but unfortunately I am the youngest and not quite drinking age yet. Plus, crowds make me nervous, especially rowdy ones with drunken men. For some reason I feel safer during the daytime, there are always others like me walking around or young families. Parking my car I check my appearance in the mirror on my visor before exiting the car. My long red curls hang down my back, almost to my waist, and my hazel eyes are sparkling excitedly. My makeup is perfect as are my new nail tips I just got done this morning after class. My white frilly skirt hangs about midway down my thighs and my peach sleeveless top hugs my curves as well as shows just a hint of cleavage. Since I am so short, only five feet, I have on high heeled beige sandals. I get a lot of stares from guys no matter where I go which I accept but don't see what they see. I think I am just a normal girl. Some of my guy friends just say I have a very seductive air about me. Since I am a virgin I really don't have a clue what they mean. Checking my watch I see it is already almost six o'clock and I know the beer tents have been open most of the day already so I want to be done shopping before they get crowded. I am pleased to see that this year there are a lot more booths than there were last year. I stroll through a booth selling sunglasses and find the perfect pair, thrilled because one of my friends just broke my last ones. I pretty much window shop through the rest, just happy to be walking around and looking at all the merchandise. In a jewelry booth I find a couple toe rings, a necklace and a few bracelets too. I check my watch one more time and see that is about seven-thirty already. There is one more booth but it is a little ways away from the rest and right on the edge of the campground where a lot of the bikers from out of town are staying for the week. Nervously I gaze at it, wondering if it is worth my time to go and check it out before I head home. I don't like how close to the campground it is. Chewing my lower lip in indecision I look back towards the parking lot where my car is and then back towards the booth. "Take a risk for once Lexi Girl!" I tell myself firmly. To all appearances I look confident as I stroll towards the last booth all by myself. Inside there are at least a half dozen biker guys drinking and talking. On the far wall I see a t-shirt that my older brother would just love otherwise I would beat a hasty retreat since I am the only female here. As I move towards it I notice that the group of guys sort of breaks up as two of them head for the door that I just came in. Thinking they are leaving I start to relax a little bit until I am approached by one of them. I noticed him as soon as I walked in. He is at least six foot four with massive tanned muscles, a shaved head and a black goatee. He has on black leather biker boots, snug blue jeans and black tank top that just accentuate all of his awesome muscles. "Well well, what have we here guys?" He growls in a deep voice. "You look a little angelic to be in a place like this aren't you?" "Just because I am not dressed like one of your biker bitches doesn't mean I don't like to check out the booths." I state tightly, raising my chin defiantly. He chuckles low as he comes to a stop directly in front of me. Reaching out he takes a strand of my hair gently and wraps my curl around his finger as if mesmerized by it. I have never been this close to one of the biker guys from these things and I always had the impression they were dirty, uneducated alcoholics. He is so close I can smell soap as well as his cologne which I anxiously admit is causing me to be slightly attracted to him. He has pale blue eyes which are striking because of his dark goatee and tan skin. I would guess him to be in his mid to late twenties as my gaze is caught in his for a second before I lower my eyes bashfully. "Can I help you with something?" He murmurs in that gravelly voice. I shake my head as I begin to back away from him nervously. "I am running late to meet friends. Thank you anyway." I whisper as I pivot towards the door quickly only to have my way blocked by two of his large friends. My nervousness gives way to outright fear as I look around for another way out, to no avail. Suddenly I am grabbed from behind. One arm goes around my waist and the other over my mouth as I am lifted off my feet easily. I attempt to scream but the hand effectively muffles my voice as I am swiftly carried out the back of the booth and into a thick stand of trees. I kick and struggle as best as I can but it does no good as all too soon I am inside a large motor home all alone with my huge biker guy. He sets me on my feet but keeps me pressed back against him by the hand over my mouth as he uses his other hand to push a knife against my throat softly. "You be a good little angel and I will make sure that you just meet your friends a little late tonight. No screaming or running away, understand?" He whispers into my ear in a commanding tone. I nod my head slightly as I try to still the trembling in my body. He releases me and shoves me into the one large bedroom, closing the door behind him. "Please just let me go?" I beg in a tiny voice. "I won't say anything to anyone, I promise!" "I saw the interest in those beautiful eyes of yours as you looked at me." He brings to my attention bluntly. "You will have much more fun with some girl you meet at one of the beer tents I am sure. I am not nearly as experienced as you would like." I change tactics, hoping to lower my appeal. "The women at these things are all the same, but you on the other hand are a definite change. Your clothes that are innocent and seductive all at the same time. The expressions that cross your face from haughty disdain all the way to frightened little girl." He confesses with a chuckle. "I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun." He steps towards me slowly as I back away from him, desperately wanting him to keep some distance. I lose my footing as my heel steps on an object on the floor at the same time as the back of my knees hit the mattress causing me to land flat on my back. He swiftly follows me down to the bed and expertly pins my wrists above my head. His head lowers and he quickly takes my lips in a brutal kiss, bruising my mouth under his. I squirm under him desperately trying to twist my wrists out of his grasp as well as trying to turn my head away from his punishing assault. His attack on my mouth eases somewhat and his kiss becomes passionate at the same time as he pushes on a pressure point in my wrist causing me excruciating pain. After several seconds he raises his head to whisper in my ear. "Kiss me Angel and I won't have to hurt you." Before I have a chance to draw a breath to speak he is kissing me again without letting up on my wrists at all. Moaning in agony I yield under him and tentatively begin to kiss him back as my heart races with fear. Suddenly the pain in my wrist is gone and he is gently rubbing his thumb across my arm as he deepens the kiss dramatically. He is going to rape me! I think in terror as I realize there is nothing I can do to stop him. He releases my wrists and swiftly unbuttons my blouse and then unsnaps the front of my bra before my now fuzzy mind can follow. Suddenly his mouth has moved from my lips to one of my nipples while his hands are caressing both breasts expertly. Never having even gone this far with one of my boyfriends the feeling of his lips and tongue on my nipple cause intense sensations through my whole body. As he nibbles and bites on my breasts I start to feel a strong tingling between my legs as if there is a direct link between my nipples and my clit. "Please stop!" I beg as I begin to panic at the intensity of what is happening to me. My body is responding to his and it seems I am powerless to stop it. "Relax Angel." He whispers against my lips as his hands begin to travel even lower. He pushes my skirt down and somehow manages to slide it off me completely without taking his lips from mine. When he finds my thong with his fingers he groans into my mouth. My breaths are coming in gasps; part panic and part desire as he slides my thong down my long legs. Through this sex clouded haze I come to the realization that I am now completely naked beneath him. I push against his chest futilely as his kisses continue to wreck havoc on my senses. He pins my wrists above my head again and quickly ties them to the headboard of the bed, leaving me completely helpless to him. He undresses in no time and then lies down with his head between my legs. I try to move away from his face but he places his hands on my ass and holds me still while his mouth dives in to my damp pussy. His tongue licks between my nether lips and finds my little nub of nerves, sucking it gently into his mouth. I moan loudly, lost instantly at the sensations coursing through my inexperienced body, opening my legs willingly to his advances. Through the haze clouding my mind I feel him insert first one finger into my tight canal as he suckles my clit gently and then two fingers until I am thrashing about on the bed. "Please!" I beg, unsure of what I am begging for, but needing something more from him. I can feel him chuckle into my folds as he continues his ministrations expertly. I can feel something building inside me as I pant beneath him helplessly, ready to let him have anything he wants from me. Suddenly he stops, just as I think I am going to reach.......something......I cry out in frustration and can feel tears sliding down my cheeks into my hair as he rises above me. I can feel his large cock against my pussy as he gazes down at me with an unreadable expression a split second before he plunges inside me to the hilt. Excruciating pain rips through me at this invasion at the same time as an incredulous expression crosses his face. He unties me quickly as me murmurs to me tenderly. "Easy Angel." He whispers as he lies against me motionlessly. "You should have told me you were a virgin Little One." "Please!" I try pushing him away uselessly. "The pain will pass, take a deep breath." He instructs me commandingly. "Good girl, now let it out." He tells me after I do as he says. Suddenly the pain starts to ease and as he begins to gently move in and out of me kissing me passionately, making me feel like I was before the pain. Before long I am panting and clutching at his biceps as I rise up to meet his thrusts eagerly. He feels so huge inside me that I feel stretched to my absolute limit but that feeling has returned where I am building up to something. I lose myself in this sensation as suddenly my pussy clenches around his cock as my first orgasm rips through me. I cry out into his chest as I feel him begin to shoot his load into me at the same time. He rolls onto his back, pulling me alongside him so that my head lies on his chest. Exhausted I curl into him and feel like I am floating on a cloud. He slips from the bed as I float somewhere between sleep and awake returning with two open beer bottles. Sitting next to me he nudges me softly and then hands me one after I sit up hugging a pillow to cover myself modestly. He chuckles at my innocence as he drinks deeply from his bottle. I practically gulp from mine since I feel so dehydrated and am surprised when I have finished almost the entire beer. "Can I go now?" I ask in a tiny voice. "You are amazing Angel." He says as he strokes my cheek tenderly. "What's your real name?" "Alexandria." I reply obediently. "Lexi for short." "Mmmmm......Sexy Lexi.......I like it." He rumbles in that deep voice. "Rest. I am not done yet." He leaves the bedroom and shuts the door behind him. I sit there dumbfounded for several minutes before I defiantly decide to dress and leave. As I am dressing I start to feel dizzy and the feeling just continues to get worse no matter how slowly I move. Determined to get away from this intense stranger I make it to the door only to find it locked. Tears of frustration course down my cheeks as I return to the bed and sit down to try and think around the swimming feeling inside my head. Darkness envelops me suddenly and I fall back onto the bed in a faint. The Biker's Conquest Ch. 02 I come awake and slowly realize that the bed I am on is rocking gently. It is still dark and I am all alone when I sit up to look around. I am in the bedroom where the biker guy abducted me to from the booth. Suddenly I know what that rocking motion is; the motor home is driving somewhere! With me as an unwilling passenger! Flying off of the bed I rush to the door but it is still locked. I press my ear to the door but hear no noises from the other side. Stepping quietly I check out the windows and see that for some reason they will not open at all. Next I look through any of the drawers for something I can try picking the lock with. Discouraged I can't find anything, I am stuck here. Sitting back on the bed I go over in my mind what happened with the tall dark jerk. How could I have responded to him like I did? I never felt that way with any of the many guys I have dated over the years, why a complete stranger? I pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs, rocking back and forth as tears spill from my eyes rapidly. The morning sun is spilling in the windows by the time I hear the door being opened. In walks my kidnapper wearing a smile on his face! As if I am happy to see him or something. "Let me go!" I demand haughtily from my perch on the bed, too terrified to stand and face him directly. "I can't do that Angel. Since I took your virginity last night that means you belong to me now." He states confidently. I stare at him in complete shock and realize he actually believes it! "I have a life you jerk! My family and friends will come looking for me and then you will go to prison for what you have done!" I exclaim as rage fuels me. "You only get to keep me if that is what I want too!" Flying off of the bed I get right in his face, my long red hair a tangled mess and black makeup causing circles under my sparkling hazel eyes. I pull my hand back to slap him across the face only to have him snatch my hand right before it makes contact with his cheek. He slams me up against him roughly as he twists my arm behind my back and growls down into my upturned face. "I am not asking your permission Princess." His pale blue eyes calmly gaze down into mine. "I take what I want. The sooner you learn your place the better off you will be." "I hate you!" I hiss at him furiously. "I will never come to you willingly without a fight or stop trying to get away from you." "Put your claws in Kitten. We are stopping to get something to eat." He tells me softly. "A friend of mine owns this place so begging for help will only get you punished not rescued." He releases me only to pull me over to the bed where he sits down and draws me facedown over his lap. I struggle to get away but all he has to do is hold me down with one hand and I am powerless. He lifts up my skirt over my waist and uses his free hand to spank me. He slaps his hand down so hard I instantly lose my breath and can only gasp for air for several seconds before I can scream. He spanks me five times before he gently rubs my sore cheeks and chuckles deeply. "Are you going to behave Lexi?" He asks me as he suddenly spanks me again before I have a chance to answer. "Yes!" I squeak through my torrent of tears. "While we are in public you are my adoring girlfriend aren't you?" He asks as he spanks me yet again, a little harder this time. "Yes!" I scream truthfully. "Please stop!" He stops spanking me, pulls me to my feet and leads me over to a chest of drawers where he forces me to lean over it while he holds me there with one hand. I feel him squirt some cold liquid between my legs that dribbles between my pussy lips and then he pushes a round object up inside me regardless of my struggles. He lets me go and when I turn around he is smiling at me as he holds up a small square box that has a button on it. Pushing the button I suddenly feel a strong vibration coming from my pussy. "Oh god!" I moan as I grab the dresser for support. "I can embarrass you whenever I choose my bashful girl, so I suggest you do your best to please me." He informs me with a wicked smile. "Don't even think of removing it or I will really beat you, not that pleasant little spanking that made your juices flow all over my legs." He turns off the vibrator and then leads me from the bedroom to the bathroom where he tells me to make myself presentable as he hands me my purse. Once I close the door behind me I eagerly search for my cell phone but of course he has taken it. Tears of hopelessness course down my cheeks as I brush through my long tangled hair and then French braid it expertly. Using a washcloth I first wash my face and then gently clean between my legs where I am sore from the rape. I find blood on my thighs from losing my virginity which just makes me want to cry more. The last thing I do is to redo my makeup and try to hide the evidence of my tears. When I exit the bathroom my 'new boyfriend' is waiting as well as two of his biker buddies. I can see the interest in their eyes as well and shudder; grateful it was only one of them that raped me. I have heard horror stories of girls being gang raped by a whole motorcycle club. Doing as he asks until an opportunity comes for me to escape is probably my best bet, at least for now. "If I have to pretend to be your girlfriend I should probably know your name." I state disdainfully as I step up to my captor boldly. "Saying 'Hey You!' will be a little suspicious, don't you think?" He laughs down at me good naturedly. "My name is Logan, Princess." He introduces himself and then gestures at the two goons. "That is Griffin and Rayne." Griffin is close to six feet tall without the bulky muscles that Logan has even though he is still toned with almost no fat anywhere. He has light brown hair that he keeps in a long pony tail down his back and dark brown eyes. Rayne is about the same height as Logan and can be best described as a bean pole. He is almost skinnier than I am with short black hair and gray eyes. He seems very cold with a no nonsense attitude. "Let's go and remember Lexi." Logan says with a grin as suddenly the vibrator turns on, causing me to gasp. "Behave yourself." I nod as I take his hand that he holds out to me and breathe a sigh of relief as he turns it off. When we exit the motor home I can see we are in the parking lot of a diner that must have been a railroad car at one time. The parking lot has absolutely no pavement and has potholes and clouds of dirt floating everywhere. There are only a few run down cars and a couple motorcycles in the lot as we approach the door. Inside the diner I am not surprised when it appears we have landed in Hillbillyville. The one waitress is wearing a uniform that stopped being sold in the seventies and has bleach blond hair that is so frizzy she must not have ever heard of conditioner. She is also missing her two front teeth and the rest are turning black. The cook has to be at least two hundred pounds overweight and is wearing a filthy white t-shirt. He doesn't look like he has showered in months. My stomach growls but the thought of eating anything in this hole makes me want to throw up. "Slut!" Logan yells loud enough that I think the windows rattle. Suddenly a huge bald guy comes rushing out from somewhere in the back with an ecstatic grin on his face. "Logan!" He yells back and he comes and crushes him in a bear hug. "I expected you a couple days ago you lazy son of a bitch!" Slut is a good four inches taller than Logan and keeps his head shaved as well. He has a deep red moustache with sparkling green eyes and bigger muscles than even Logan. I am instantly intimidated by his size and try my best to disappear behind Logan so I won't be noticed. "This cute little thing wandered into my booth and I just couldn't pass up such a good thing." Logan says in that gravelly voice he only seems to use with me as he pulls me around and holds me in front of him. "This is Alexandria. Lexi this is my brother Leif, affectionately called Slut. Slut, this is my new woman Lexi." Now I can see why he is so big like Logan, they are brothers. Leif gazes down at me perceptively and then over at his brother. "She isn't your type little brother." Leif states stiffly. "What did you do now?" My mouth drops open in shock and hope flares through me brightly. Instantly the vibrator roars to life inside me as I bite my lip to keep the moan at bay. "Go sit by yourselves for breakfast guys." Logan says dismissively to Griffin and Rayne as I feel him tense behind me. The goons walk away talking to each other animatedly and choose a booth right by the front door. Leif leads Logan and me over to a booth in the back corner where we will undoubtedly have some privacy. Logan practically shoves me into the booth first and then slides in next to me. Leif sits on the opposite side and then stares at Logan expectantly. "What I do in my personal life is none of your business big brother." Logan starts defensively. I sit in awed silence just enjoying this side of Logan I never thought I would see as I try my best to ignore the buzzing vibrations ripping through my now damp pussy. "Give me the remote." Leif commands in an authoritative tone as he places his hand palm up on the table between them. Logan shakes his head angrily but places the remote in his hand anyway. Instantly Leif shuts it off and I breathe a sigh of relief and collapse back against the seat. "You know there are women out there who are looking for games like this Logan. I got you out of your last sticky situation when you did something like this a few years ago. You were lucky that the poor girl thought she fell in love with you and refused to press charges." Leif states tightly. "The ones who need to be seduced are the most fun." Logan states in his calm voice which just tells me how angry he really is. Knowing that the best thing I should do is to stay quiet I try to disappear into the seat. "Did you come willingly with my brother Lexi?" Leif asks me bluntly. I drop my gaze to my lap, instantly afraid of being punished later by Logan. "She won't talk to you Leif." Logan states with a confident grin. "We are going back to the house. Tell your friends that they can take their bikes and be on their way." Leif states in an icy tone. Logan rises from the table and gives me a glare. I scurry out of the booth only to be snatched by Leif before Logan can grab me. "Stay out of it Leif!" Logan roars loudly. I cringe at his rage, certain that this will somehow be all my fault. Leif pulls me alongside him, tucking me under his arm safely while he faces his brother. "She will be at the house with me." Leif says as he steers me out the back door and into his car. He is quiet during the short ride to his house which sits way back off of the road. The house is a large log cabin surrounded by a thick forest and no apparent neighbors for a long way. "I will wait out here for Logan." I whisper softly when I get out of the car. "You must be hungry, come on in and I will whip us all up a nice breakfast." Leif tells me as he gently leads me inside. I am going to be in so much trouble, I worry to myself. Not long after I sit down Logan strides in and helps himself to a cup of freshly brewed coffee. It is completely silent as Leif finishes making omelets. I haven't eaten for about twenty four hours so by the time Leif places an omelet in front of me I am ravenous. I practically inhale my food and don't care that the two guys watch me. After we have all finished eating Leif brings me to a bathroom where I can take a shower, giving me a robe to wear. First thing I do is take out the vibrator thing and throw it in the garbage. The shower feels wonderful and I am starting to hope that maybe I can go home soon. After I have brushed my teeth and combed through my hair I make my back towards the kitchen and find Logan and Leif in the living room drinking beer. "I have convinced Logan to let you go home Lexi." Leif tells me with a smile. "Really?" I ask incredulously as I look over at Logan. He is gazing at me calmly, not appearing upset at all. My stomach knots up because something just doesn't feel right. Leif strolls over and stands behind me with his hands on my shoulders. When he has a hold of me Logan comes over slowly, gazing into my eyes deeply. I try to shrug off Leif's grip but he just tightens his hold to keep me still. "I will let you go home today if you give yourself to us willingly, both of us." Logan states softly as he watches my expression carefully. "What if I refuse?" I ask curiously, my heart starting to race. "Then I take you with me and don't let you go until I am ready." Logan replies easily. Tears are coursing down my cheeks as I contemplate how sore I am just from Logan. If Leif also is allowed to have sex with me how much I more will it hurt me? I want to go home, but if I give myself willingly doesn't that make a slut? I don't care. I am going home. I nod my agreement without speaking and keeping my gaze on the floor. Instantly Leif reaches around to untie my robe letting it pool around my feet. Logan leads me over to the sofa that is piled high with pillows and lays me across it with my head hanging over the other side. I feel Leif between my legs as he gently sucks my clit into his mouth but am distracted by Logan's cock that he is rubbing across my mouth. Opening to him he slowly pushes it in my mouth, stroking it across my tongue. I moan at the sensations seeming to come from everywhere at once. Leif is plunging his large fingers into my wet throbbing pussy as he gently suckles my clit and I can feel myself getting close to cuming again. This makes it hard for me to concentrate on pleasing Logan as he starts pushing his cock into my throat causing me to gag. "Breathe through your nose Angel and relax your throat." Logan murmurs to me as he strokes my cheek softly. After following his direction I find that it is much easier on me. I moan right after Logan groans and shoves his length into my throat holding it there. I can feel a change in his cock so I wrap my lips tightly around him as suddenly he starts to gush down my throat. I swallow as quickly as I can at the same time that Leif plunges a finger into my ass which causes me to tense up. I try to cry out but am muffled by the meat down my throat and I struggle against the fire in my virgin hole. Logan pulls his limp manhood from my lips and walks away from me. I hear him open a beer bottle as I continue to struggle against Leif's intrusion. "Stop!" I plead. "You're hurting me!" "Relax for me Lexi." Leif instructs me softly. "Take a deep breath." I reluctantly do as he tells me. "Now let it out Baby." He murmurs. As soon as I let out my breath the pain almost goes away completely. Before I can breathe a sigh of relief he is putting more fingers inside my poor ass stretching me almost unbearably. He returns his attention to my clit at the same time until I am thrashing about practically screaming for him to let me orgasm. As soon as I do cum he rises from between my legs and pulls me to my feet. My legs feel like jelly and I am still panting for air when he leads me over to the thick rug by the fireplace. He lies down on his back and pulls me down on top of him. With his help I am able impale myself on his very large cock. As soon as he can plunge all the way to his balls he pulls me down so I am lying across him and Logan approaches me from behind. He squirts some lube between my ass cheeks and then positions himself at my one free opening. Instantly terrified that between the two of them they will rip me in half I begin to struggle in earnest. "Oh god, you are going to kill me!" I beg before Leif claims my lips with his as Logan suddenly pops the head of his huge cock into my ass ring. The burning and pain are horrible and I scream into Leif's mouth as Logan stops moving, just holding me still by my hips. As soon as I begin to relax they both begin to move inside of me. At first it is uncomfortable and I want them to stop but after a couple minutes it starts to feel good. Soon I am moaning with pleasure and being fucked hard by Logan and Leif. They have a rhythm going that is just driving me wild and soon I am cuming again and again. First Leif growls and tenses up and seconds later Logan joins him. At the same time they shoot their loads, filling both holes at the same time. When they pull out their cum is pouring out of me in a stream. Logan and Leif stand with their cocks in their hands right in front of my face. "Clean us off Angel." Logan commands me. My stomach clenches at the thought of tasting myself on their cocks, but I know they will just force me to anyway. Hesitantly I take as much of Logan's cock into my mouth at once, trying to get it done as fast as I can. I gag a few times on the taste as they chuckle above me. As soon as I am done with Logan I move to Leif and quickly clean him off. They hand me a beer once I am done and help me to my feet. I look at the open beer and shake my head. "I want one that hasn't been opened." I state, handing it back to Logan boldly. He laughs loudly at my reaction and goes to get me one that isn't open yet. I rinse my mouth with it before tipping it back and drinking half of it all at once. "Go get dressed. We will leave in a half hour." Leif tells me as he strolls out of the living room. The Bikers Lee said I had to take my clothes off and climb on with my feet on the foot rests and my hands on the bars. The idea of removing my clothes was not in the plans, and backed towards the door. The Sue said not to worry and that we are all the same so not to be embarrassed. I was feeling quite tingly after the games of flashing my pussy to the guys, and the beer had me quite drunk. Sue started to ease my top over my head and as she didn't get too strong an objection Lee pulled my skirt down. Within seconds I was stark naked standing between two women who I hardly knew as they guided me towards the Hog. I was too small to climb over the saddle unaided, and Sue and Lee helped me get astride the seat. It was only now I realised how wide the bike was, my legs were as wide as they would go and this had the effect of stretching my pussy open, my exposed clit rubbing on the saddle. Sue said not to worry and helped me get my foot forward to the foot rest on her side and Lee did the same on the other. The handle bars were well out of my reach and they told me to stand on the foot rests like a jockey does on a horse and use the tank as support. With their help I moved my weight forward, bending my legs lifting my bum off the seat. I almost fell forward onto the handle bars, holding on to stop me falling, my breasts down on the tank, my knees bent and stretched very wide and my arse in the air in a racing jockey sort of pose. It felt obscene and very vulnerable to have my bottom exposed to the world. Sue suggested relaxing my knees allowing them to move forward into some specially positioned supports, amazingly this weird position actually felt quite comfortable. Without any warning, both women moved to secure my legs to the supports with straps, stopping them from moving and quickly moved forward to secure my hands to the bars. I was stuck, no way could I move and as I told them to let me go they just laughed. I pleaded with them that the joke was over and I wanted it to stop, but they said to relax and enjoy the ride. At this point the door opened and the guys all came in, I was shaking with fear, I had actually done it, I had really gone too far and if I got out of this in one piece I would be lucky. Donk came over and stroked my hair, I pleaded with him to let me go, but he laughed and said once a woman climbed onto the hog, she had to ride it to completion before she got off. I could feel my pussy getting wet, even in this crazy situation my body was turned on betraying my fear. One thing was for sure; even in my strange position my pussy was too close to the seat for them to fuck me. Donk moved behind me and slowly slid his hand down my back and onto my bum; the touch was like an electric shock through my crutch. I was scared to death, but so wanting this, I could feel my pussy swelling, throbbing and the first dribbles of my juice slowly finding its way out of my slit and down the side of my leg. I wanted to wipe it away before the guys saw it, but the low light hid my embarrassment for now. Donk's hand continued its journey down the slit of my bum stopping to circle my brown ring. I had read about anal sex, and suddenly thought that my pussy may be out of reach from their cocks, but my bum certainly wasn't. The thought that my first sexual experience might be 8 cocks in my arse actually turned me on rather than frightened me. Donk's fingers continued their way between my legs, not entering my slit, just touching the surface until they found my leaking juices. Donk laughed scooping the juice from the edge of my pussy showing the other guys with glee. He put the fingers to Sue's mouth and she sucked them clean. Finding proof of my excitement changed his whole attitude, saying to all around that "the girl wants to play!" and moved behind the "bike", pulling the seat away leaving me in a weird position, half laying on the tank, half kneeling with a little weight on my arms. A leaver was moved and the whole bike moved forward, seeming to rotate, leaving me head down and my arse and pussy fully exposed. It was not that uncomfortable, just like kneeling with my head down on the floor, the main problem was knowing that with my legs spread wide my pussy and arse was open to all at a perfect cock height. Sue sat on the floor near my head and smiled, she said to relax it would be fun. The guys paid no attention to what Sue was doing as they had opened a shutter exposing my displayed genitals to the world. I tried to imagine how I must look with my dripping stretched pussy on display, I wondered if they could see I was a virgin, should I tell them or just let them find out. My thoughts were disturbed by the first touch on my pussy, first one finger then it seemed everyone was getting in on the act, the discussion between the guys was about my pussy as a finger rubbed my clit, another slid into my virginal hole and another spread my juices over my brown ring before sliding it inside. I let out a moan as the wonderful feelings I had given myself at home came back ten fold. All this drove me crazy; I could feel the fingers gently easing into my bum, the shock of this invasion brought me back to my senses. I pleaded with them to stop, but this sounded more like a plea to continue. Sue stroked my hair again telling me to relax and enjoy the attention; she had her legs open and I realised she had no panties on rubbing her own pussy as she watched my torture. I was mesmerised seeing for the first time another woman's pussy, but Sue was different, she had no hair and had a ring pierced through the skin just in front of her clit. I was amazed the guy who's finger was in my pussy, had not discovered that I was a virgin. I had felt some pain when I explored my pussy with my own finger at home, but thankfully he seemed to be content to rub just inside the front wall of my pussy near my pee hole; driving me dizzy with desire. I moved back as far as I could to get him deeper, but just managed to push the other finger further in my arse, and this by now felt like it was right inside. The finger in my pussy was removed and replaced by another larger finger. This did not linger just inside, but went for the kill; it hit my hymen quite hard, the pain bringing tears to my eyes. I let out a shout of pain and the women both told the guys to be careful. A guy said with a surprised voice "the girls a virgin!" bringing all the play to a halt. Sue looked at me and asked if this was true, I nodded saying yes. There then followed a discussion between the women and Donk, where the women were saying this had gone too far. It was quite surreal with them arguing over my naked, displayed body, and a small piece of skin was stopping them fucking me. At this point I did not want them to stop I was ready to play, and wanted to loose my virginity in a way I would never forget. Sue looked at me; I looked back and whispered its OK, with a big sexy smile. The others were too busy arguing to notice our brief exchange. Sue smiled back with a knowing look, she shouted to the others to stop messing around as they had gone this far there was no point stopping. She whispered something to Lee who stopped her argument with Donk and told him and the others to go easy on me till I was used to it. I heard Donk tell Lee to take care of my pubes, I had no idea what this meant, but looking at Sue's clean pussy I realised they were going to remove mine. I was scared stiff shouting no, Sue told me to keep still as Lee would not like to slip!! The guys all crowded round and Lee approached with a bowl she had obviously prepared before I came in to the room. She was obviously experienced with shaving women as from the first touch of the cold blade on my skin, she was finished in seconds. I was now totally exposed with nothing covering my pussy in any way a cool breeze wafting across my newly exposed lips. Lee opened up my shaved pussy allowing everyone to look deep into my virginal hole, to see the skin that was to be torn away with the first entry of a cock. Donk told Lee to have the first taste, she kneeled on the floor behind me, placing her head between my legs; I could feel her breath on my legs. I could feel my juices flowing; it was bad enough having the guys looking at my displayed rear end and all their fingers and crude comments, but to have a woman with her head 1" away was another. Sue had moved to be right in front of me, it was almost as if she wanted to see how I responded. I felt the first touch on my pussy lips, not a finger but a warm tong. I closed my eyes as the wonderful feelings of having my pussy touched spread like fire. A deep moan came from my lips as the tip of her tong touched my clit for the first time. I felt a finger enter my pussy as she worked on my clit with her tong, the finger opening my pussy slowly delving deeper searching for the piece of skin that was held by many in almost magical esteem. I felt her finger touch my hymen for the first time and simultaneously her tong increased pressure on my clit. Her finger pushing probing, looking for an opening in the barrier, the pain increasing with her pressure, the pleasure from her tong increasing in balance. With a push her finger found a way though, sliding into my untried cunt for the first time. The guys were all engrossed at the sight of my virginity being speared for the first time by a woman's finger and the tricle of blood dripping down her finger. The sudden push brought my eyes wide open, looking straight into the eyes of Sue, who also seemed to be transfixed by the sight in front of her. Lee eased another finger into my tight pussy pushing hard to open the hole further. I let out a cry as the pain overcame the pleasure of her tong. Lee moved her head away from my crutch leaving her first and second fingers buried deep in my pussy, her thumb brushing my clit. I could feel her fingers moving, opening the hole she had made, the pain making me cry out, but I did not want to stop it. Donk asked Lee to remove her fingers and show my opened pussy, and felt them slide from with me. I hear Donk comment about the trickle of blood that was coming from my pussy and was covering Lee's sticky fingers. Again she opened my pussy, the guys commenting they could see where the skin had torn, with more crude comments and laughter about being far more torn soon. I felt empty; each biker wanted a taste of my pussy. It seamed to on for ever with each guy using his tong and fingers; some gentle, others quite hard, but all driving me towards that wonderful place that women cherish. Sue moved from in front of me to get a taste of my wet, dripping and by now quite bloody pussy. It was easy to know when she took her turn, the feel of a woman totally different to a guy. She knew just where to press, just where to kiss, and just how to tong. The women were more painful than the guys, moving, stretching probing. Sue's fingers like Lee's were working deep within me, seeming to be working to open me up for what was to follow. Her tong soon had me on the edge, I knew from my own sessions I was at the point of no return. My moans were louder, as I pleaded with her to make me come, to push her fingers in harder, even using words I had never used before as I shouted for her to fuck me with her fingers. The guys laughing that I was becoming a sex toy who would require regular usage in the future. I did not care all I wanted now was to come. Sue was very good, driving me close to orgasm, and then using the pain of her fingers in my pussy to drag me back. I had no idea how many fingers she had in my pussy, but it felt like her whole hand, the feelings were amazing. I knew that once I returned home, I would never be the same girl, ever again. I had had my eyes closed for some time and I suddenly noticed a strong musky smell. I opened my eyes to find one of the bikers standing in front of the HOG, his trousers removed and holding his cock right in front of my face. He lent down and told me to suck his cock. It was larger than the one I saw earlier, and was standing almost upright. I had often read about women sucking cocks, and thought it was the most disgusting thing possible. I had never seen a cock this close and it looked massive, about 11/2 inches thick and 7 inches long. I did not know about foreskins and in the pictures I had seen the cocks did not have them. The cock in front of me still had his foreskin and the guy pulled it back as he moved the tip towards my mouth. None of these guys had a bath too often and they were quite smelly, this guy's cock smelt strongly of pee. I moved my mouth away from his cock in the hope he would give up but, using his other hand, he held my hair roughly pushing my mouth towards his cock. Sam was still controlling me, taking me close to coming then pushing hard with her hand driving her fingers into my pussy. I gave in with the guy and opened my mouth, his cock sliding in forcing my lips wide. At first I had no idea what to do, so sucked it like a lollipop, the other guys cheered to see my mouth full of cock and called for Sam to put more fingers in my pussy, one even shouting to fist me. I felt used, abused; my pussy full of fingers, my mouth full of cock and still the worst or best was yet to come. The guy had a solid hold of my hair and was using it to move my head back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of my stretched mouth. The guys were cheering him on telling him to fill my mouth. I knew that guys produced sperm when they orgasm, and had read about woman having there mouth filled with come, but I was totally unprepared for the torrent of thick salty gloop that filled my mouth. The speed of him moving my head increased as he moaned ramming his cock deep in my mouth and partly down my throat making me retch. At that moment what seemed a gallon of cum spewed from his cock, filling my mouth. He pulled his cock out spraying even more over my face and hair. The taste was not too bad, and the knowledge that I had just sucked a guy off for the first time, pushed me over the edge as I exploded into an amazing orgasm. The guys all started cheering as my mouth had been filled, and erupted in roars of appreciation as my orgasm hit me. As my body climbed down from its climax, Sam appeared in front of me, her face covered in my juices and blood from my well torn hymen. She was smiling at me, I could have finished there and then as I had just had the best orgasm I had ever had, and did not think things could get better. Sam leaned forward and kissed me smearing the bikers cum over her face. She asked me if I was ready to the main course, I just nodded. My pussy was already throbbing for more attention and the mention of the main course made it worse. Sue said she had opened me up as far as she could, but it would still hurt, and to try to relax. The guys were all naked and there cocks were all standing proud, all that is but one. Donk was still in his trousers; he moved in front of me and let his trousers fall to the floor. His cock was amazing, a good 14inches long and the head was at least 2 inches thick and it was still not fully erect! His description of a donkey's cock was quite apt as it swung between his legs. He called sue over to suck him and for Lee to keep me nice and ready for him. As Sue stretched her mouth over the end of his cock I felt the familiar touch of a woman's tong on my clit. Donk looked at me and said unfortunately for me, it was the practise of the gang for all women to be fucked by him first. He would go easy on me, but in a few minuets he would be pounding her pussy and I would be bleeding like a pig. Lee's fingers worked on my pussy, I was so turned on I just did not care. He told Lee to grease me to make it easier, and do the same to my bum for later. "My bum!" I had prepared for my pussy to be fucked but not my bum. I opened my mouth for the first time in what seemed ages, and said his cock would not fit in my bum. He smiled and said once the others had opened it up anything would fit. I felt a change in Lee's movements as she applied something slippery to my pussy, with all my own juices there I did not think I needed it, but the feeling was wonderful. Once she had worked on my pussy for a few seconds I felt her rub some onto my bum. Her fingers started to work the stuff into my hole the feeling strange but very sexy. At first she just used a single finger working more of the slippery stuff into my brown hole, but the inclusion of a second finger changed the feeling completely. I did not know whether to I wanted to relax or push as her moving fingers made me want to go to the loo and push her fingers out. How could anyone think this is sexy, I had read about anal sex and most said how good it was once you got used to the pain. I did not have pain, but I was on the verge of shitting myself. I asked her to stop, but she just worked on my bum harder, adding more lubrication and a third finger. I tried to stop the urge to push and after a short time discovered how to relax, releasing wonderful feelings from within. I looked across to where Sue was sucking Donk, his cock now well over 14 inches and about 21/2 inches thick at the head. I was not ready for this monster; I was scared that once this went in my pussy would never recover. Donk moved behind me and Sue came to sit near my head again, she stroked my arm telling me to relax. The guys were getting themselves into any position they could to see their leaders monster cock spear a young virgin. The first I felt was my pussy being pulled wide by Lee, holding my lips as far open as she could. Donk placed the tip of his cock at the opening of my pussy, and started to push. At first it felt nice, gently filling my outer pussy, but within just a few seconds I could feel the hole reaching its limits as it opened to take the thicker part of the head. It felt like it was well inside, but I knew it could only be an inch or so. Donk waited for a few seconds before pushing again, harder this time, and I felt myself open further and the cock slide further in. It was still not really hurting, I felt full as Donk held still again letting me get used to his size. One biker said "wow, look at her stretched pussy and he only has an inch in side her", I was stunned, just an inch it felt like at least 3, and at that moment I realised it was going to hurt. Sue had moved and was rubbing my clit, this was again driving me crazy my hips moving from her touch, the feeling was like a tease between the wonderful feelings from her fingers to the discomfort from the monster cock. Donk grabbed my waist and pulled himself hard into my pussy, I felt like I was being split in two and screamed, his cock slowly sliding inside me, and this time Donk did not ease up. The guys were shouting at him to go for it, ram it into my virgin cunt, and their calls were getting him going. I was in agony but still he pushed, I could feel it moving slowly into me, not going bit by bit, but slowly never stopping forcing my untried body to open far and wide. I felt his cock meet a wall and stop, the pain getting worse as he tried to force hi way in, but after several seconds of pushing and me screaming he eased his cock out asking Lee to put more lubrication in my hole. The guys all crowed around to see my stretched pussy, but before they could get too close Lee added the grease and Donk tried again. This time there was no slow start and the grease seemed to have helped as his cock slipped up to the remnants of the barrier, the seal to a girl's maidenhood and the last remnants of a girl's chastity. Gripping my waist again, he gave one big slow push and I felt the remnants of my hymen tear. I screamed as his cock sunk deep into my pussy, Sue's rubbing of my pussy was driving me crazy and once his cock slid all the way in the pain disappeared. The bikers all shouted, I looked around and saw most had their cocks in their hands and were rubbing them. Donk started to fuck me, his huge cock sliding in and out of my pussy, the guys edging him on with call for him to "fuck her cunt" and "give it to her" I was still in some pain, but nothing like when he put it in, and Sue's rubbing of my clit was wonderful. The Bikers I knew I would be coming again, as the feelings of Donk's cock rubbing the inside of my pussy, filling me to capacity. I was moving back and forth as far as my bond would let me, driving myself onto his cock. He was gradually getting faster and pulling out further each time stretching me and giving me the feelings a woman can get from a cock. Fingers and tongs are wonderful, but cock is incredible, I needed to pee but didn't care his cock pushing hard on the inside of my bladder. The feelings on a need to pee mixing with the thick cock, mixing with my growing need to come. Sue had stopped rubbing my clit removed her cloths and sat back on the floor watching my face, we made eye contact as she slid two fingers deep in her own pussy thrusting in time with Donk's cock. Donk was getting faster; I could tell from the noises he was making that he was close to coming, he started to pound my pussy. My mind was in a daze on the verge of coming , just waiting to feel the one thing I had fantasized about for two years,; my pussy getting filled with come. With one almighty grunt Donk shoved his cock deep in my pussy hitting the base of my pussy. I felt his cock explode deep inside of me, his hot cum feeling warm inside my body, filling all the available space and the rest squirting out around his cock. The feeling of having my pussy filled for the first time, triggered my orgasm, I rammed myself on to Donk's cock moving as far forward as I could go before driving back onto his cock. I was screaming like a banshee as I flew higher and higher in my lost orgasm world. Before I had come down I felt a stab of pain as Donk pulled his cock out of me, I was too far gone to care too much, until I felt another cock sliding in. Nowhere near as big as Donk, but it touched the sides and felt good. I was still on a high, still at 2000feet and twitching from my come, and this new cock was all I needed to keep me there. The new guy did not have the finesse of Donk, but what he lost in style; he gained in speed and stamina. He fucked me hard for at least 10 minuets at full speed, it felt more like a jack hammer than a cock, his balls slamming into my clit on every thrust. I was out of control my body would not stay still, if it was not for the bondage I would have humped around the floor. I finally felt him groan and his thrusting stopped with one final thrust, filling my pussy with come; I did not feel it this time, but and the cum running down my thighs gave away the amount of cum he produced. Again I was not allowed a break, and a third biker filled my swollen wet and gooey pussy with his cock. He was some what smaller than the other two and could hardly feel it inside me, but he must have enjoyed it as he came within seconds, and suffered many a joke from the bikers watching. As the third guy filled my pussy with his cum, my body was slowly coming back down to earth, I was feeling drugged, warm and floating on the waves of passion, now fully aware of my surroundings again, but looking for more. Sex is a drug and very addictive, once a woman has experienced the heights of passion and orgasm, she needs more, and after that again more until exhaustion. My mind was split into two people, one pleaded for someone to fuck me, fill me I wanted more, but the other amazed at what I had become, the little girl still shocked. As the minuets went on the thoughts of the little girl disappeared, never to return, that part of my life was over, I liked sex, I needed sex, to hell with working hard at school, I just wanted to have the feelings I had now over and over every minuet of every hour of every day. A fourth guy came to fill me, he slid his cock into my pussy, but it was so swollen, he pulled out saying he wanted something tighter. I felt the tip of his cock touch my bum, his cock coated in cum the others had planted in my pussy easily made a start into my back passage. I tightened my arse at the first feeling of pain, this was not like the fingers I had earlier as he was quite large. He had no intention of allowing my tight brown ring to stop access to his pleasure and shoved his hard cock into my arse. The pain shot through my bum, different from the earlier pain of my first fuck, snapping me out of my ecstasy, causing me to cry out. I did not enjoy the first fuck in my arse in any sexual way, but as he continued to stoke his cock in and out of my arse, the pain subsided to be replaced by warmth that became quite relaxing. Sue was again near me, smiling she asked if I was OK , by now the position I was in may have been good for access to my holes, but my arms were sore, my knees ached from the constant pounding of being fucked. I found it quite amusing to have a guy gliding in and out of my arse, whist I had a conversation with Sue, causing me to giggle. I asked Sue if I could come out of the HOG and be used on my back in any way they fancied. Sue disappeared from my view leaving me with the growing warmth in my backside. I was starting to like this; I discovered that tightening and loosening my hole in time with his thrusts gave me control of the intense feelings in my arse. The feelings were a cross between the sensations of a good vaginal fuck mixed with the feelings of going to the loo, a combination you would never think as sexy but as I timed my squeezing with his thrusts it became totally absorbing and without warning gave me an amazing orgasm, different to the others, but equally enjoyable. My loud moans of passion sparked the guys fuse setting his eruption of cum shooting from his cock deep in my bowls. Like the first load of cum in my pussy I felt his cum filling my passages, and this triggered another orgasm, making us both hump away in unison with shouts of glee from the watching guys. I was exhausted these orgasms had sapped my strength as I sagged over the hog, I did not feel my bindings being removed and the first I knew of being released was a strong pair of arms lifting me off the HOG. The bikers called for me to be held with my legs open in a sitting position as you would on the toilet, so with two bikers standing each side of me and an arm around their necks, they each took a leg holding it wide. The called for me to push the bikers cum out of my bum and pussy, I was happy to oblige. The sex induced drugged state had removed any embarrassment or shame of my actions, and the humiliation of the action only turned me on more. I had been holding in an urge to expel the load the last guy had deposited in my bowls, so was quite relieved to be told to let go. So with my eyes close I gave a slight push and felt a gush of liquid ooze from my pussy and now well stretched ring. The guys cheered telling me to shit harder their crude language turning me on, until there was just nothing left to give. I felt someone wipe my pussy and arse, before the guys laid me on a pile of cushions scattered on the floor, a can on beer was put in my hand and I readily guzzled at the liquid. With four guys down I knew I had to finish the remaining three before my indoctrination was complete, and within a few minuets I was thinking of when they would start. Donk suggested that now I was an accomplished little fuck machine, perhaps I would like to sample the taste of a woman's pussy. Before I had a chance to answer Lee stood above me, lowering herself down to kneel either side of my head. I had been fascinated at vision of Sue pushing her fingers in her pussy, to have a woman's wet and smelly pussy 4 inches above my face was intoxicating. She lowered herself down onto my face; I manoeuvred my head to get my tong into her lips and onto her clit, tasting the essence of another woman for the first time. I remembered what Lee had done to me, and moved my fingers up into the opening of her pussy. I don't know if I was lucky or a good learner, as it took only a few minuets of my fingers and tong to make her come all over me. I had read about women who squirt when they come, but to actually see her jet of cum spray all over my mouth and breasts, followed by her scream of pleasure as she bounced and ground her clit into my mouth. As Lee climbed off my face, a moan of pleasure drew my attention to Sue, her bum in the air being fucked from behind, her head between another guys legs as she sucked him dry. I was still on a high; I had recovered enough to want more and looked to see who wanted me. Lee looked over; her orgasm induced daze gave her a stupid grin, she looked at the guys and suggested they see if I can take two at a time. In my ignorance as I can't be called innocent any longer, I assumed she meant like Sue was doing and wondered why I might have problems. Two guys came forward and from the look of their hard erect cocks they had yet to be used. One lay on his back and when I started to suck his cock pulled me forward telling me to enjoy the ride. I quickly understood, and climbed over his large cock, lowering myself down onto him. My pussy had recovered slightly from the battering earlier, but felt no pain as it slid all the way in leaving my clit grinding on his body, it felt so good to have a cock in me again I was getting to the point that I did not like to be empty! I moved my hands and started to ride the cock, this was a totally new feeling and great to be in control. He pulled me to him kissing me as I felt some movement behind; I had forgotten the other guy who was ready for the next part of my education. I relaxed as much as I could, but with the cock in my pussy it was hard to concentrate, but as the cock slid easily into my arse, the remnants of the cum and my stretched ring making entry easy. The feeling of two cocks virtually touching each other inside me was incredible, and I moved experimentally to see how it felt. Donk and the women were watching me, I looked towards them and smiled enjoying the luxurious feelings coming from my filled holes. The guys started to move, the one on the bottom thrusting his hips up to meet me the guy thrusting into my arse, I moved back and forwards to meet them both, what a glorious feeling. We rode like this for ages, not fast just smooth stokes filling me to the limit. This time it was the guys who came first almost at the same second grunting and groaning thrusting their cocks as deep as they could into my holes in unison. I loved the feeling no actually coming this time, but loving the glow and heat from the two bodies sandwiching me. The guys took a few seconds to recover before sliding out of my saturated body; I stood up dripping come out of both holes not caring how I looked. Feeling different; almost as if I had come of age I stood looking around at the naked bodies, the other women were busy with mouth and pussy or mouth and bum, some of the guys had crashed out relaxing on the floor watching the picture in front of them. Donk sat looking at me, he called me over and as I stood next to him he moved my legs apart and slid 1, 2, 3 and then 4 fingers into my pussy. There was no rush, no force but slowly he opened me up managing to get his thumb in as well. I stood legs wide, eyes closed loving the feelings he gave me, it was hurting me, but the pain worked with the pleasure to make me pant breathlessly. Sue had finished with the two bikers and came to stand next to me; I opened my eyes as she kissed me softly. She had cum all over her, on her breasts, in her hair and over her pussy; she looked so sexy standing there. I could stand no longer, Donk felt like he was trying to get his hand into my pussy but even after all it had been through today, his hand was too big. I collapsed onto my back with Donk's fingers and thumb still buried in me; Sue sat next to me rubbing my breasts moving down to where Donk was working. I was glad when he removed his fingers, but felt empty at the same time, I knew that he could not get his massive hands into me but loved the feeling of being stretched. I moaned at the loss, but needn't as his hand was replaced by a softer smoother hand of a woman. Donk sat back to give Sue more room, her fingers soon sliding into my sloppy pussy. I raised my head to see Sue adjust her fingers and push them into my pussy. She was a woman on a mission, looking straight into my eyes gauging my reaction she worked her hand past the tight opening of my sex hole. The pain I had felt earlier came back causing me to cry in pain, and she eased the pressure, but still kept her hand there. Nearly all the bikers were watching the spectacle, encouraging Sue to fuck me with her fist. Sue still looking straight into my eyes pushed again almost screwing her hand past the narrow part and with a squelch it disappeared into me. She smiled as I looked stunned at the sight of my pussy lips closed around her wrist, she told me to lay back and relax, as she started to move her hand in and out of my well used pussy. As I lay back Lee again came and sat on my face enjoying the attentions of my tong as well as getting the best view of Sue fisting my body. The pain had gone, replaced by a spreading warmth and an urge to pee. I knew this was going to be quick as the glorious feeling spread throughout my crutch. I wanted Sue to fuck me, to drive her hand in and out of my body, and almost with mind reading ability she did just that. For the umpteenth time my body crested, climaxing in an explosion of liquid, pleasure and noise. Lee came on my tong and the two of us sung the song of woman's pleasure in unison. Lee rolled off as Sue removed her hand; I just lay back and within seconds fell fast asleep. I came to find myself alone covered in a blanket. A few minuets later Sue came in with a cup of coffee, and sat with me. She said she was amazed I had gone through with it; they all thought I would run away screaming. She told me I had been seen trying to look into the old station, and wondered why I kept coming back, the guys all wanted to drag me in kicking and screaming, but when I came in on my own they knew they would have some fun. I looked at the time realising they had been fucking me for nearly five hours and I was due home. Sue helped me get dressed, finding a cloth to wash my face and handing me a blood stained piece of towel that had been used to wipe my pussy and arse after I was taken from the HOG. She said to keep it as a reminder of the day I became a woman, I had another use for it, I was still leaking and my bum and pussy too sore to ride my bike, so I placed it inside my skirt till I got home. I left the gang a totally different woman to the girl that arrived in the morning; I was sore, leaking cum from both holes but very happy.