Chapter 6.
Nikki got home without being notice by anyone. The trailer was quiet, her mom
Nancy had not gotten home yet. She stripped down to nothing and started a load
of laundry before going to look at herself in the mirror.
Her slim body was covered with bruises, mostly her tits, but she had a swollen
lip. Turning she saw about a dozen bruises on her back and ass. Spreading her
cheeks she saw cum still dripping out of her cigarette burned ass. Half a dozen
bruises on her legs, including two clearly man sized hand prints on her calfs.
"That just won't do." She chuckled quietly.
She dove into the shower, scrubbing herself good. Her breasts were very tender
with hard purple bruises and welts raised all over them. She tenderly dried off
noting how nice her shaven vulva looked with the additional color of bruises
added. Then she but on a long soft cotton house dress that covered her upper
arms and down to her ankles. Then she set about cleaning the house. Her mom
would be so happy that she would let her sleep. In a couple days she supposed
the worst of the bruises would go down, and she could cover most the exposed
ones with cosmetics.
Hell, her mom payed hardly any attention to her at all now a days except to
bitch at her. She would get by with this too.
...
Two weeks later everyone in town was commenting on how Nikki had turned around.
She was polite, respectful, even quiet. She dressed conservatively, and she had
stopped teasing, she even started going to church. So when her Mom left for work
on a rainy day, Nikki watched her leave and then raced to the shower, no
bruises! She shaved off the little fuzz growing down there, and selected her
sluttiest little white shorts over see through panties, she grabbed a cut off
tee-shirt that did not quite hide the undersides of her titties, then she tied
up her hair into a pony tail. White and pink running shoes with tiny socks
completed the ensemble. Then she put on her raincoat and headed for Jim and
Daves garage.
Chapter 7.
"Hello boys she drawled." Stepping from the office door, (where she had left the
raincoat). Jim who had been working on a tire looked up from his work.
"Hey Dave, look who's back!"
Dave slid out from under a car on his mechanics sled. and looked over at the
teenager. "Told ya she'd be back."
Jim walked over to the office and locked the front door, changing the sign to
'Closed'. "Get those fucking shorts off, cunt."
Nikki's eyes gleamed while Dave's and Jim's eyes bored into her as she unsnapped
and zipped down the tight white shorts. She pulled them off of her swelling hips
and her body flushed in humiliation and sexual excitement. They made her hold
her arms out and turn around slowly. "Take off those panties." Said Dave.
She complied, pulling them off her silky flesh and over her shoes, just as she
had practiced at home. Her clitty throbbed pink and swollen and peaked from
between her shaven pussy lips, glistening wetly. She stood with her legs about
two feet apart and tossed her panties to Dave. Dave caught them and hooked onto
the tool rack against the wall.
Dazed, she wondered if they would use more of the shop tools on her? Would they
burn her ass hole again? How many times would they rape her? Then Dave told her
"Show us your titties." She pulled off her top so the two men could begin
hurting her breasts.
Dave approached her and then grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard he lifted
until her toes were off the ground and she was moaning. He sat her back down on
the ground and viciously slapped her tits back and forth. After he had worked
them over pretty good, Jim approached and attached two rusty alligator clips to
her nipples. The jaws were rusty but still sharp and they bit into her tender
throbbing nipples. Then Jim tugged on them setting the teeth deeper into her
nipples. Nikki let out an involuntary squeak that set the two men laughing.
"Do we fuck her first and then play, or the other way around." Asked Jim.
"Fuck her first. Then play, then fuck her again." Said Dave. "On your knees
girl."
Nikki got onto her knees as the men unlimbered their flies. Jim moved behind
her and shoved her roughly to her hands and knees, then slammed his cock roughly
into her slobbering pussy. He grabbed her hips and began shoving his pole as
deeply as he could every stroke.
Seconds lated Dave had entered her willing mouth. He too rammed as much as he
could into her. It was like they were trying to meet in the middle. Dave had
one hand on her head, as the other attempted to get at her young breasts. When
he did get a handle on them, he squeezed them hard and made them work inside the
alligator clips.
Nikki would have sobbed, but she was lucky to get a breat every 30 seconds or
so. Jim's cock felt better, but Dave's was more humiliating and painful. So she
was very happy at both ends. Suddenly Dave grabbed her head with both hands and
shoved his thick prick all the way down her throat and then he unloaded a load
of sperm into her digestive tract. He kept his prick deep in her throat until
she passed out from lack of oxygen.
Chapter 8.
When she woke up she was still on the floor on her face, and somebody was raping
her pussy from behind. It felt wonderful. And then she heard Jim's voice. "Hey
I think she woke up! Give me a minute to finish here and then you can start
working on her." She felt the cock ram deeper into her belly a couple of times.
She realized that she was pretty much flat on the filthy garage floor at this
point. Suddenly she felt hot cum boiling into her vagina and there was so much
that it squirted out the sides, covering her labia in thick goo.
Sadly the big cock that had delivered the load was soon removed from her cunny.
Then she started crying. She lay on the floor shivering for a minute before she
felt four large rough hands haul her 89 pound body into the air and put her on a
work bench.
Seconds later two large canvas straps were in place one over her upper chest,
the other over her lower stomach. Then she was locked securely in place, and
Jim tied her hands above her head.
Dave got out two pairs of channel locks and fastened them to her cunt lips. Then
taking them in each hand he began stretching her cunt lips apart. As soon as he
had them spread well apart. Jim slid his hand between her thighs and began
thumping her clitty as hard as he could. Every time his thick fingernail smacked
it she grunted and moaned. Finally Dave decided the clitty needed some
pressure, and the moved the channel lock pliers over to her slippery nubbin,
Just a little pressure, and Nikki squealed, kicking her legs involuntarily. Dave
released the pressure and then set the pliers down on the bench. Then he grabbed
her left leg and pulled it over her body and up over her head, where he strapped
it in place. Jim pulled the other leg up and strapped it. Now she was flat on
her back with her feet strapped 4 feet apart and above her shoulders. Her pussy
and asshole were now completely exposed for the men and their next assault.
Jim spoke next, "I got an idea. Get something to pry her asshole open with."
Dave grabbed some tire irons and brought them over to the bench. The first one
slid easily into her ass about 4 inches. It took them a couple of minutes to
work the second in, the tip kept catching on the rim of her anus. The third
entered between the first too, and the 4th went in nicely between those, but
Nikki's ass hole was now painfully stretched. "Now grab me a piece of pipe."
"How thick? How long?" Responded Dave. "Will this do?" He held up a 6" length
of pipe, about 2" in diameter.
"Perfect" said Jim. Dave tossed Jim the length of pipe. "Now we work this up
into her ass. Jim forced the piece of pipe between the tire irons levering
Nikkis young asshole wide open. Jim shoved and forced the pipe closer to Nikki.
She shrieked as she felt the walls of her ass being pried apart by the tire
irons. "Shove something in her fuckin' mouth eh?"
Dave grabbed a dirty shop rag and stuffed it into Nikki's screaming mouth.
"That'll quiet her down."
"Hey when I start getting the pipe up her ass, start pulling the tire irons out.
... okay Now!"
Dave started pulling the tire irons out, which relieved some of the pressure
stretching Nikki's ass. When the last iron came out, and only the pipe remained
lodged in her ass hole, her body relaxed and she began sobbing.
Dave said. "Okay now what?"
Jim grinned and lit up a cigarette. Then flipped the lit match down the pipe. It
slid down the pipe and then stopped, sizzling against the inner walls of Nikki's
colon.
Nikki tried to shriek again, and her body flexed rigid. She shrieked over and
over into the shop rag, as more lit matches, and cigarettes joined the first.
Finally she was exhausted and tears flowed down her face, but she barely moved.
Her pussy was slobbering though. The swollen lips of her sex pouted open and her
dripping juices flowed down her crack to the cruel pipe that had been jammed
past her sphincter.
Then Jim grabbed the pipe and twisted it cruelly out of her ass. Now he pulled
off his belt. "Watch this he gloated."
Then he whipped the belt down cruelly between Nikki's legs. The thick leather
came down directly upon her drooling pussy and tortured ass. Her body jerked
but she made no sound as Jim whipped her sex over and over again. Dave yanked
the rag out of her mouth and fed his dick into her mouth.
Nikki made obscene suckling sounds as she tried to milk some nourishment from
the thick schlong in her face. Occasionally she jerked as Jims belt hit her
between the legs. Then she had a little release as Jim's cock entered her sex.
They fucked her for quite a while this way, sweat poured off their bodies as
they drilled cocks into her body from both sides. Finally Dave erupted into her
mouth and then Jim moved over to abuse her face too. Seconds later he finished
into her mouth delivering another steamy load of cum down her throat and into
her belly.
After they were finished they unstrapped the young girl and let her go to the
bathroom to get cleaned up. It felt weird for her as she soaped up her bruised
little body and tried to get the spent matches and cigarettes out of her
amazingly sore ass hole. She could barely move, but she cleaned herself well.
She smiled as she rubbed her belly, so full of the mechanics cum. At this point
she realized she would probably never have normal sweet sex, she would always be
raped for the rest of her life. She would never be loved, only abused. A tear
flowed down her face, but she knew that this was the only life she could live.
It even occurred to her that she might die this way. Beaten and raped lying on
the side of a road somewhere. Somehow it gave her satisfaction. This is what a
pain slut like her deserved, or at least needed.
She got out of the shower and cleaned it up, getting all the matches and butts
and throwing them into the trash. She noted that the men had put her clothes
(minus the panties of course) in a pile on one of the chairs. They sat watching
the TV, drinking beers, joking and laughing.
She put her clothes on after drying herself. Then she came out to where the men
were. "Can I get you fresh beers?" She asked.
Dave looked up. "Sure. And get yourself a soda, then come and sit on my lap."
She gulped, and went to the refrigerator, tears flowed down her face. She came
back with a two cans of beer, and her orange soda. She gave one beer to Jim and
one to Dave then sat on his lap and opened her soda. She was crying freely now.
Dave looked at her, "What's wrong, I thought you wanted to get raped?"
"I did, ... I do ... I'm just so happy, that's all. I'll be sore for a week, and
my ass might never be the same again. But I am so happy, you guys are so good to
me."
Dave smiled and patted her knee as she snuggled in to his big chest. "We'll give
you a ride home when you settle down a bit."
