Joe put the knife away, then warned Daisy not to tell that there'd already been some sex action, as he'd promised his other friends first crack at her. Joe got out then, and went over to the other car. She saw that they were drinking beer. The boy behind the wheel gave Joe some money. She asked if her services were being sold. Slim said there'd just been a bet that they had the guts to get her there.
"How much would you charge to beat the hell out of Joe?" Daisy asked. "I'd also show you and Carl such a wonderful time you'd never forget it."
Slim frowned. "We're going to have a wonderful time without crossing Joe, baby!"
Joe came back and told her to hustle her naked ass into the building. She was afraid not to obey. It was only a few feet across open space to the door, and she knew there was nobody to see and report her predicament.
It was a big empty building and looked as if it might've been used as a warehouse at one time. There was an old mattress on the concrete floor and empty beer cans and bottles were scattered around. Daisy was sure she wasn't the first girl to be brought there by force, and she suspected some might've come willingly.
Joe told her to get down on the mattress and Slim told her she wouldn't be harmed if she didn't raise hell, then or later. She saw that Carl had brought her clothes. The other three boys filed through the doorway, beer cans in their hands, their eyes flicking over her naked body.
Daisy had remained standing by the mattress. Joe suddenly shoved her hard enough to send her sprawling. She landed face down, catching her weight with her hands and arms. She automatically turned over on her back to keep the greedy-eyed spectators from staring right up her ass. She'd never felt so helpless and hopeless.
She glared at Joe. "You dirty bastard!"
Joe told her to shut her fucking mouth, then told the three guys to drop their pants and have at her. One of the boys, Buck, stepped close to the mattress, dropped his pants and shorts, and told her to get on her hands and knees.
As soon as Daisy was in position, Buck got down behind her and roughly shoved his stiff prick into her pussy. He began humping, fast and deep, and she didn't move with him even when he reached under and started squeezing her titties. It didn't take him long to shoot his stuff but Daisy didn't climax.
Buck withdrew his limp cock and another guy got down behind Daisy. She didn't even look around to see who it was. He speared his cock into her sperm-filled cunt and started banging away. His pistoning prick felt a little bigger than the first one, and he lasted a little longer than the first fucker. Even so, Daisy was left hanging after he'd shot his wad. She had to resist the urge to use her own fingers to finish herself off.
The second rapist pulled his soft cock out, and the third said he didn't want to fuck such a sloppy cunt. Joe told Slim to go get King and they'd let him clean Daisy's cunt with his tongue. Daisy remained on her hands and knees, not looking around, horny from the fucking, but pleased because she hadn't cooperated.
While Slim was getting the dog, Joe said he was going to fuck Daisy in her asshole after Roger had taken his turn at her cunt, adding that the stuck-up bitch could suck all their cocks before the party was over.
Daisy looked around when Slim came in with the German shepherd. The big dog headed straight for Daisy's ass. She knew he'd had similar experiences before by the way he lapped her gaping gash and asshole. He dipped his hot, rough tongue deep in her flooded pussy, licking out the deposited sperm.
Joe said they'd let the dog fuck her after they were all through with her. Daisy told him the dog would probably be a better fuck than he was. Joe told her to shut up or he'd carve his initials in her belly.
Daisy heard the door open, looked over, and saw Mark, Matthew, and Luke come banging in. Each one had a piece of two by four about three feet long. They rushed the six boys, but Daisy didn't see much of the action that followed, because King picked that moment to mount her.
Chapter 12
King hunched right on target and his long, hot, stiff, slippery prick speared deep into Daisy's hot, juicy, quivering cunt. Her moans of pleasure blended with the shouts and curses and cries of pain from the scuffling, fist-swinging boys.
She saw Luke slam a piece of two by four against one kid's bare ass, and noticed two boys running for the door, with Matthew right behind them. During all the confusion she couldn't keep from hunching along with the big dog's pistoning cock.
She saw Joe take out his switchblade. Just as the blade flicked out, Mark brought a length of two by four down across Joe's forearm. She thought she heard a bone break. She did hear Joe's loud cry of pain, and the knife clatter as it hit the cement floor. Joe, holding his arm with his other hand, hauled ass for the door.
Within a matter of seconds Daisy's three "cousins" had run the six punks from the building and Daisy heard the two cars taking off. Mark, Matthew, and Luke stood beside the mattress. Daisy didn't look up above their knees. She was too passionately busy hunching along with the big dog's knotted cock. He was really pouring the meat to her, and she didn't by to suppress her cries of pleasure as his hot cum spurted and sent her soaring into a spasmodic orgasm.
"You seem to be doing an right," Mark said.
Matthew said, "We got a tip that Joe and his pals had grabbed you, Daisy. We drove around until we spotted the two cars."
"They didn't hurt you, did they?" Luke asked.
King had stopped fucking, but his knotted cock was still stiff and buried deep, and his front legs were still wrapped around Daisy's body possessively. She said she was doing fine, told them nothing had been hurt except her feelings, then thanked them for coming to her rescue.
The dog started fucking her again. Daisy closed her eyes and moved along with the powerful pronging. She didn't give a damn about anything any more. After what had happened, she didn't want to go hack to school and face the stares, the snickers – and she didn't want to make a court case out of it. Facts would undoubtedly be brought out about her fucking her "cousins" and the dogs, and that kind of publicity she could also do without.
Daisy had another climax when the German shepherd jetted his second load of hot jism into her clenching pussy. King took his time about dismounting and she didn't try to rush him. She was again trying to decide what she should do.
Luke gathered her clothes, and while she was dressing, Mark wanted to know if she wanted to make a report to the police. She said she'd rather not. The four of them rode in silence an the way home.
Daisy took a hot bath as soon as they got there, thinking how sorry she was because it could no longer be her home. She'd made up her mind to leave; it was now just a matter of how and when she should go about it.
John wasn't home. He was off somewhere delivering dogs he'd sold, and she was glad of it. She hated good-byes. She'd leave early the next morning and hit the road before anybody got up.
The boys could explain to their father later, and she knew he'd understand why she had to leave.
Her mind made up, Daisy began to lift out of her depressed state. She'd miss the boys, and John, but she'd been foolish to think she could stay with them any great length of time, anyway. She'd go on to Los Angeles, find a job, and maybe go to night school.
She packed her zipper bag, with little more than she'd brought into the lovely home, and decided to wear the same sweater and faded blue jeans. She'd just pretend she'd never met the Griffith family and go on about her business, she decided after she'd undressed and gotten into bed.
Not really sleepy, Daisy left the bedside light on and looked through a magazine. She got interested in an article and was still reading when she heard John's Truck. She thought about seeing him one more time, then decided against it. She might break down and cry. She knew she'd miss him more than anybody else.
Later, Daisy was staring at the magazine with unseeing eyes when she heard the boys come upstairs and go to their rooms. She tossed the magazine aside and started to turn the light out. The door opened and John stood in the doorway, his eyes on her boobs. Automatically pulling the sheet up over her jutting titties, Daisy smiled and said, "Hi!"