The Best Laid Plans
Chapter 2
Once the mini van reached the highway Brandi's companions got busy
removing her sweat pants and hiking up her sweatshirt to get at all her goodies.
They amused themselves by groping her, fingers insinuating themselves into her
tight, dry cunt in order to poke and pry, seeking out those sensitive spots that
could be sources of pain as well as pleasure. The teen did her best to fend them
off, but she was in no position to stop them. To make matters worse one of the
men seated behind her put her into a choke hold and began squeezing the life out
of her as she struggled fruitlessly against the assault on her fabulous frame.
The female teacher took the opportunity to torment Brandi's nipples,
yanking the tender nubbins of pink flesh until it felt as if they were about to
separate from her breasts. Not satisfied with this, she then twisted them
cruelly, bringing a whimper from the girl. Another teacher took over from her,
his mouth closing over one of Brandi's firm breasts and then his teeth began
worrying the tender flesh bringing strangled screams from her. All her
struggling resulted in the pressure on her throat increasing to the point that
she could not draw breath. Things began to get dark as she was on the verge of
being choked out.
The teen offered no further resistance and let them have their way with
her. Her breasts were mauled, bitten, twisted and slapped over and over as the
van gobbled up the highway on its way to the farm. Despite all the pain
associated with the relentless pawing her body was getting, she realized that
there was another van right behind them. Shortly thereafter its headlights
blinked once and then again. She gasped as someone pinched her breast cruelly
and said, "Looks like they want in on the action. Guess we'll have to pull over
for a rape break." His words froze the blood in her veins; she was going to be
raped, this was not right!
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While poor Brandi was dealing with her captors, her parents, Brad and
Randi, were meeting the others that their boss had invited to join them on his
yacht. There were two couples, one about their age, a buxom peroxide blonde with
a set of tits that had to be man-made and her tall cadaverous husband whose eyes
seemed to bore right through Randi as he gave her a thin lipped smile when they
were introduced. The second couple looked to be in their 50s, the woman willowy
and very well preserved, her husband distinguished looking and perfectly
groomed. It appeared that at one time he had been an athlete, perhaps in his
college days. His grip on Randi's hand was quite firm, almost as if he was
testing her mettle.
Their boss had invited two other women to fill out the group. One was
typical of the trophy dates he preferred, young, beautiful, in a brittle sort of
way, with long dark hair and possessing a figure that could only be described as
spectacular. Randi couldn't fail to notice her appearance had caused Brad to go
"on point", in much the same way as a hunting dog who had come upon the scent of
its quarry.
The other invitee did not fit at all. She had on a pair of tight white
capri pants that revealed the black bikini panties she wore beneath. An even
tighter tube top revealed that this slut was braless. Her big soft tits were
capped with nipples that seemed to be about ready to pop through the flimsy
material covering them. Her makeup, which looked like it had been applied with a
trowel, made her face look almost clown-like and accentuated the fact that she
was well into her 40s. The best one could say about her figure was that there
was plenty to hold on to if you were screwing her in some cheap hotel room with
the coin operated TV on to cover the sound of the squeaking bed as you tried to
get off inside her well stretched cunt in record time, wondering why you let her
pick you up. To complete her costume, she wore a pair of fuck-me pumps, and
carried a huge white vinyl purse that probably contained a dozen condoms and a
tube of lubricant. She was a positive caricature of a whore, but as it turned
out, she was the real thing. Little did the other guests realize how very
important this slattern would be to their future progress in the company that
employed them.
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It took just a little over an hour and a half for everyone to properly
introduce themselves, in the truest sense of the word, to Brandi. The four men
and half dozen women, the lesbian teacher had also brought a date, took turns
screwing the teen until her eyes crossed. It turned out that three of the ladies
were packing some damn good copies of some huge male genitalia, and didn't mind
sharing with those less fortunate who had not planned for this kind of
opportunity. Brandi's poor pussy had a terrible time trying to adjust to the
alternating hard male equipment and the plastic and rubber replicas that were
also used to warp her insides. To make matters worse, she was constantly sucking
on a cock or pussy while her cunt was being pummeled. It was fortunate that the
mini van seating could be arranged into many configurations, thus allowing them
to abuse her without having to expose themselves to the elements or prying eyes
of the occasional motorist who passed by the darkened vans parked well off the
road. A second round of raping was briefly discussed, however it was decided to
get her to the farm so that they would be sure of not being interrupted.
So while Brandi was on her way to the farm for what would prove to be an
epic experience that she would never forget, and her parents were meeting the
others who made up the weekend orgy that was about to take place on the yacht of
their boss, Jon was welcoming his aunt and her female companion into his home.
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Margaret Baugh, or aunt Maggie, as she was known to her nephew, had
never married. It was not due to any deficiency in her physical appearance. She
was tall, slim but shapely, with gray-green eyes, a flawless complexion and
auburn hair that shimmered in the right light. Many men had thought her to be
the perfect match, but she had rejected them all. It seems that she had a taste
for things exotic, such as beautiful young girls and submissive young boys. Jon
had been one of her earliest conquests, submitting himself to her will for one
entire summer when he had just begun puberty.
Jon often thought back to that time when he was consumed by his hormones
and open to all manner of temptations, such as his beautiful aunt Maggie who was
his first teacher in things that were important, but not treated this way by
most people. She allowed him to surrender himself to the temptations of the
flesh, her flesh. They coupled morning, noon and night. She matched his youthful
ardor and undisciplined ways with her knowledge of those secrets that could be
used to enslave his impetuous desires and brute force approach to achieving
them. She utterly exhausted him by being passive to his active side, not
struggling for mastery, but rather assisting him to find his way to what he
blindly sought. By summer's end he was her slave. Now years later he still had
the need for an occasional reminder that she still had mastery over him.
Margaret Baugh's companion was her latest acquisition, Helene Corday, an
exotic mixture of two worlds, her father French and her mother Creole. She
seemed to possess the best features of the two races, tawny skin, green eyes,
high cheekbones, lips that were full and sensuous, and thick lustrous black hair
that tumbled across her shoulders. Her breasts were two perfect spheres, rounded
and firm, the muscles supporting them so strong that they did not need the
assistance of one of those constraining pieces of elastic that held most women
in thrall. Her hips swayed sinuously when she walked and her bottom was almost
muscular, like that of a gymnast, but still shapely, presenting almost a perfect
fusion of those characteristics most desired by women. She had another
critically important characteristic that had attracted Margaret to her; she was
consumed by the need to dominate men, a drive probably instilled in her by the
shabby way that her mother was treated by her husband and his male friends.
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The two mini vans pulled into the farm and discharged their passengers.
Waiting for them was the owner of the farm and another person who he introduced
as the kennel master, a good friend who had volunteered his services as well as
a pack of hounds to assist in Brandi's rehabilitation. He and his animals would
be staying the weekend. It was his intention to get some footage of the teen
interacting with the pack. Everyone was delighted to hear this. In fact a few
expressed the hope that they might be able to get a look at what these dogs
could do to their captive before tomorrow. The kennel master had to disappoint
them since his animals had already been put away for the night so they could be
well rested for the activities planned for the next two days. There were a few
gasps and some loud cheers when he casually mentioned that there were ten dogs
and they hadn't been near a bitch in heat for nearly two weeks.
It was obvious from the number of glances that the farmer and his
companion took in the direction of Brandi Barnes, that they had some plans for
her beginning now. She was standing between two of the male teachers, naked
except for the sweatshirt that was pulled up to reveal her major league tits. It
was the farmer who broke the ice.
"My friend and I would sure like to tear off a piece of that before we
turn in. I suppose the rest of you are probably in the same mood. Suppose I show
you the barn so you all can get settled in, and then why don't you bring that
little filly over to the house so we can get better acquainted without worrying
about getting hay stuck in places where it doesn't belong. Naturally the ladies
are definitely invited as well. I am really looking forward to seeing what the
gentler sex can do about straightening this little prick teaser out."
About thirty minutes later they brought Brandi, now completely naked
with her hands securely tied behind her back, to the house for some fun and
games. The hosts were offered the first crack at the girl and after draping her
over the coffe table in the living room Ralph,the farm owner, began to rub his
semi-hard dick against the teen's cunt mouth to get it hard enough to penetrate
her. Larry, the kennel master, straddled the table and fed his cock into
Brandi's mouth. It took a few hard slaps to her face to convince her that it was
in her best interests not to fight him on this. Every one else gathered around
to watch the action.
Brandi's cunt was as dry as dust, so it was tough sledding for Ralph,
but he persisted and inch by inch his hard cock began to burrow its way into the
girl. After he had about half the length of his cock inside her, he slipped his
hands under her firm ass and moved her so that he could drive down into her
tight box, making it easier to get full penetration. While this was going on,
Larry was punching his stiff prong into the back of her mouth, attempting to get
it down her throat. He too began to make some progress and Brandi was soon
tightly plugged at both ends.
It now became a contest to see which one would go off first. There also
was the question whether Brandi would be able to stay conscious for the time it
might take, since Larry's cock was going a great job of depriving her of all but
an occasional, gasping lungful of precious air. Meanwhile Ralph had grabbed her
tits in his big hands and was using this purchase to provide the leverage to
allow him to began hammmering away at that stubborn hole of hers. Gradually he
began to widen her tube to accommodate more and more of his hard weapon, which
was now moving toward her cervix. The sound of his cock pounding her pussy to a
pulp and her gagging and choking from the rape of her throat grew louder and
louder as they tried their best to ruin her. Their audience was awed by what
they were witnessing; these two were the real deal and certainly would make the
weekend even more of a nightmare for their haughty student-teaser.
The sheer brutality that they displayed towards their helpless victim
inspired some of the audience to vow that they would show the girl no mercy when
they had a chance at her, either tonight or during the weekend. Some of the
women were a bit taken aback by the terrible assault Brandi was enduring, having
never witnessed such violence directed at any member of their sex. Others got
horny just watching Brandi's tits bounce in rhythm to the beating that her cunt
was taking from Ralph's stiff cock. To them it seemed as if it was a sword that
he was using to cut his victim to shreds as she lay there, her face beginning to
turn blue.
There was a feral look on Larry's face as he stared down at his victim
slowly choking to death from his thick shaft that now had gone so deep into her
throat that she was unable to draw breath. Her frantic attempts to force the
horrible intruder from her totally plugged throat were to no avail; he had taken
command of her air passageway. He leaned forward in an attempt to force his
twitching cock still deeper down her gullet. At this moment he had no thought
that she was getting close to suffocation from his cock blocking the way to her
lungs.
All he wanted to do was feel her convulsing throat muscles stroking his
cock closer and close to delivering the cum that was churning away inside his
tight balls. He was oblivious to the gasps from some of the women as they
watched the teen's face turn to a pale blue and her eyes roll back into her
head. Then he began to spurt and a flood of boiling cum bathed her tonsils. With
a roar that caused everyone to step back, he pulled his spurting cock from her
throat with a loud pop followed by a wheezing noise that signaled that she was
drawing breath and at the same time struggling to handle the flow of thick
creamy semen that flooded her mouth and bubbled out to make her appear to be
frothing like a mad dog.
Shortly after Larry began pumping his cum into Brandi, Ralph joined in,
his cock spraying cum over the walls of her well stretched cunt. He continued to
hose her insides with one spurt after another, all the while smashing his fists
into her ass cheeks every time his prostate pulsed another burst of blind
swimmers into her birth canal. Brandi was completely out of it by then and she
lay there like a rag doll as the two of them finished her off. There was total
silence by the time they had finished this brutal rape of her cunt and throat.
Ralph looked over to the crowd, grinned and asked, "Who wants a piece of this
fuck meat next?"
(To be continued)
