"Justin?"
Ginny put her fingers to her lips, rapping softly at the metal door. After some time she heard the lock opening, the door puffing back.
"Come on."
Cindy followed, pulling her sweater together around her neck. Justin was there, all right, standing with a pair of white basketball shorts on and that was it! Ginny frowned especially when he closed the door again and stared hotly at her friend.
"In here – came on."
Cindy followed the two of them blindly, looking around at the empty corridors. This was the first time she had ever been in the men's gym, and the sounds and sights of the area fascinated her.
"We'll use the mat room," Justin said.
"Oh, I can hardly believe this is happening! What are we supposed to do?"
"Guess we'll find out," Ginny said honestly, unsure when Gus would make his appearance.
The threesome entered the mat room, a room full of memories for Ginny. She looked about. The noose was gone, taken out before school began the next day, she assumed. Justin had only flicked on one light, barely illuminating the area. It had the atmosphere of a bar she thought, as she began unbuttoning her blouse. Cindy stood next to her, her hands folded together, looking terribly out of place.
"Here, you'll need some help with that," Justin said, taking off her sweater.
When Ginny had slipped off her blouse and started unhitching her skirt, Justin came back, moving behind the brunette and starting to unbutton her garment. Cindy closed her eyes, lowering her head a little while trembling mightily. Cindy glowered at the girl. Yes, she had asked her to come at Justin's command. Now she was watching, as Justin seemed to be more interested in her than Ginny!
"That's it, baby, that's it, relax."
Justin and Cindy were almost in an embrace. The brunette had shed her blouse and skirt and now stood bare-footed wearing only her bra and panties. Justin dropped his head and began sucking on one of Cindy's tits. The girl's eyes shined with excitement while her body bent back to accommodate Justin's move.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Cindy squealed.
Ginny felt her flesh glowing. She wanted to touch him, to touch both of them. Her mood must have reached Justin. The young stud stood up, working his fingers against his cock through his gym shorts. He signaled with one hand for her to approach. Ginny walked over to her friend, very aware of the subtle rubbing of her cunt lips against one another. She wondered if Cindy could see the dark stain of her juices against the cotton crotch of her panties.
"Suck her cunt, man. I dig watchin' women suck cunt."
"What?"
Cindy reared back, her eyes wide. She stared first at Justin, then at her friend.
"Hey, you gotta play by my rules. You're here now, right, Gus?" Justin said.
Ginny felt somewhat unclean when she turned and saw the big janitor standing there in the doorway.
Cindy made a horrible face, covering her tits and cunt with her hands and backing away. She looked accusingly at Ginny. Yes, she knew now, knew her friend had betrayed her in the worst way.
"You – oh, God, Ginny, how could you've done this to me?"
"I couldn't help it," Ginny said, feeling another rush of guilt washing over her. "I just couldn't help it. You'll understand."
"Yeah, you're right, she'll understand," Gus said, almost salivating as he stared at the trembling brunette in front of him.
"Come on, take'em to the other mat room," Gus said with a laugh when Cindy rushed for her clothes and Justin kicked them away. The girl cried out, shaking her head violently. Her cries became more fevered when Gus grabbed her by the wrist and pulled violently. The girl's body snapped nearly in half. Ginny thought she could hear some bones cracking as Gus half-dragged, half pulled the screaming Cindy from the mat room.
"Justin!" Ginny gasped anxiously.
"Come on."
She followed her friend's screams, watching with growing interest as Gus pulled and yanked at the brunette teen, finally pitching her like an old basket of clothes into another mat room to the right.
When Ginny entered, she saw the men had been busy. There were all sorts of devices there. The noose, thank God, wasn't there. But there were several wooden chairs, apparently having been taken from the cafeteria. Crude leather straps had been taken from the walls and thrown on the concrete floor. Cindy was standing there in the center, bent at the waist, still covering her cunt and tits. Gus had ripped her bra off during the struggle to the room.
"Here, drink this. You'll need it," Justin said, pressing a glass of amber-colored fluid into Ginny's hand.
Ginny looked questioningly in his eyes and found no answer. Blinking against the brilliant overhead light, she did as she was told. She felt the chill hit her stomach. And then a strange, almost paralyzing warmth began spreading through her body. Little by little the blonde teen began losing the sense of guilt and horror as to what was happening. She noticed that Cindy was still wearing her panties. But Gus was walking slowly around her like a wolf stalking its prey. Cindy watched every move he made, choking back the hysterical sobs, still glancing at her friend now and then as if begging for help. She wouldn't get it in that quarter.
"Okay, man, enough of this crap."
Gus was all over her in a second, his big arms embracing the squealing, shrieking brunette. Cindy struggled, beating at him with her fists while kicking back as hard as she could. It was almost comical to Ginny as she watched her friend completely stripped, then her ass grabbed and pinched by the vile janitor. Cindy's long brown hair swept over her ass. Then her screams of revulsion turned to cries of pain. Gus was grabbing a fistful of her cunt hairs, twisting them out of her pussy. When he did it again, Cindy yammered for mercy, her body trembling horribly.
"Yaghghhghghhh!"
"Shut up!"
Gus let go, jerking one hand back hard, then backhanding her so violently that the girl's body lifted three inches from the floor. Cindy flew back, her arms cast to either side of her body. Her ass edged out, then flattened as she landed hard near the edge of the mat. She rolled over several times, her arms now together, her legs entangled. The girl had stopped her cries. Now she only sobbed quietly, her body shaken occasionally by a cough or a gagging sound.
"Tie 'er up."
Justin moved to Cindy, dragging the near hysterical girl up from the floor to one of the wooden chairs. He worked silently, ignoring her pleas as he buckled two straps around her body. One kept her ass flat against the seat and pressed against the back of the chair. The other cinched her back to the rear of the device. At first the girl struggled in the hope of breaking free. Ginny watched, knowing that even if Cindy were to break through the straps somehow, there would be no way she could leave without Justin and Gus letting it happen.
"Now you – you get down there and suck her pussy out," Gus said, grabbing hold of Ginny's right arm and hauling her over.
The liquid, whatever it was she had drunk, was making her a little high. Whisky? It was hard to tell. She stumbled over her own feet, kneeling before the trembling Cindy and pitching forward. Gus was holding her by the hair, forcing her head in between the girl's flailing legs. She could feel her ears pressing against the flesh of her friend's inner thighs. Something warm was against her mouth – Cindy's cunt. Ginny laughed, reared back, then pushed forward, sticking out her tongue and remembering how Gus had touched her all over before fucking her ass.
Ginny tasted the odd flavor of Cindy's pussy. It reminded her somewhat of a man's jizz. She stuck her tongue in again, sucking hard while pressing her nose up against her friend's clit. Cindy yammered once more for mercy, snapping her head back and beating her feet against the floor. Ginny groaned. Justin had slipped beneath her and was tonguing her pussy, as well, smoothing his fingers up along her ass cheeks to feel how hot and wet she was. Oh, this was going to be a better night than before!