"No!"
"You ain't got nowhere to go," Max said, observing the girl's frantic search with her eyes for some escape route. "So you'd better just get used to the idea you're gonna get fucked."
"What do you want from me?" she asked tearfully, seeing both men rubbing their crotches now. If only she could get near the button panel of the elevator!
"What I get from all the other girls around here," laughed Jack.
"You'll be fired if you touch me," Cindy blurted out.
"Cut it out. It's gonna happen, baby, whether you want it or not. If you treat us nice, then I'll try to keep some of my other buddies from having fun with you when I'm through."
"Oh, no, no!"
Cindy was about to scream. Seeing this, Max darted forward, wrapping one hand tightly around her waist while his other hand clamped over her opening mouth. His palm was damp and coarse, pressing her lips so tightly against her teeth that the flesh was being cut. Her head was suddenly twisted and pressed against one wall of the elevator. "Mmmfmmfmfmfff!"
Cindy's feet went out from under her several times as he wrestled her around in the elevator car. Twice her knees struck the metal walls hard, sending shocks of pain racing up her thighs. There was simply no way of escape from this horrid place! The car jiggled and bounced against the outside concrete chute while Jack muttered encouragement to his struggling buddy.
"Go on, man, fuck her, stick that thing into her. And then I'll take over," Jack said, his eyes wide as he began unzipping the front of his trousers.
There was another jiggling sound just after the one hand disappeared from her waist. They swung around once more, Cindy's head striking the wall near the control panel. She could see the alarm button so close, so very close to her face. But he had her arms pinned to her sides.
Jack was opening his pants! At this point the girl realized that Max had pushed down his pants. Twisting her around, he was making her look at his crotch.
"Take a good look, baby. Soon I'm gonna stick this thing in you. Fight me, and I'm gonna piss down there, too. My bladder's fuckin' full. It wouldn't be too hard to get you dirty down there, and you don't want that, right?"
And now he was twisting his fingers in her hair, tugging on the strands, making the young teen scream through his clamping palm.
"Come on and have a closer look."
Taking the hand from her mouth, Max shoved her down to the floor. How dizzy she was, dizzy from fright, from struggling in that small car. There was a smell, an awful smell. It was then the girl realized that she was only a few inches away from Max's groin. She could see the black wiry cock hairs frizzing all around his long, thick prick, protruding from his crotch. She had never, never seen anything so terrifying and yet so fascinating before in her life! He was shoving her toward it. Flinching backward, Cindy struggled against the offending hand.
"She don't like havin' her face down there. We can change all that," Jack said, shoving his trousers down to his knees and freeing his prick.
"Yeah. Might be able to do both – fuck her and make her give you a fuckin' blowjob."
"Yeah," Jack crooned, closing his eyes while jerking his fingers up and down his seven-inch prick. "She's got pretty lips, nice lips that'd feel real good against my hot cock," Jack whispered.
"Help me! Help!"
Once more the girl tried screaming, when she'd shaken off that temporary stupor. But Max's hand clamped hard once again ever her mouth, choking out the last of her protests.
"That's better," Max said, observing the girl's diminishing struggles. "For being such a nice girl, I'm gonna give you a gift. Yeah, I'm gonna give you something nice and hard and hot. You're gonna learn to like having this all the time from old Max."
His breath stank with beer and decay. She felt a damp stickiness forming between her side and his belly as he pressed himself hard against her body. The sweat seemed to seep through his white shirt onto her blouse. Though the hand around her mouth relaxed a little, the other hand stayed tangled in her hair, pulling at the blonde strands at times. Max laughed when she whimpered through his fingers. She could see that he enjoyed watching her twist about in pain. The more she cried, the mere she begged with her eyes to be let go, the more agony he caused her.
Suddenly the hand around her mouth loosened, and then let go. Max flung her to the floor of the elevator car, then dove down after her, jerking up her skirt and pulling down her white cotton panties to her knees. The shock of having her cunt and ass exposed so suddenly, so vigilantly, prevented the girl from screaming. And then she felt Max take her right asscheek between one thumb and forefinger, squeezing the resilient flesh so hard that she squealed in pain.
"Yagghghghhhhh!" Cindy's eyes widened as she started to scream again.
"Take off your socks, man. Gotta gag this bitch before she screams down the whole place," Max grunted, mounting the girl and hunching his cock against her asscheeks.
Cindy's cries sometimes came out nothing more than hissing air. It was shock, numbing her confused, horrified brain. The dirty floor of the elevator car hurt her knees and shoulders as Max kept slamming her against the filthy tile. Behind her she could see Jack fumbling around, sliding off his socks.
Max rolled halfway off her, taking the blue socks and knotting them at the toes. Then slipping the filthy, foul-smelling material into her mouth, he stretched the material around to the back of her head, tying it around behind her ears.
"Mfffff!" she choked.
Cindy gagged, closing her eyes and trying not to swallow the filthy mixture of blue dye and Jack's sweat.
"Fuck her, man, fuck her good."
Max rolled back on top of her, shoving her what he was about to do to her made her shiver with revulsion. That this horrible man, who was supposed to be helping her, was going to push his smelly prick into her made Cindy want to throw up. But the taste of the sour bile in her mouth made her swallow once more. No, she wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing her vomit. And what would it prove, anyway? The gag would hold her bile in. Perhaps she'd drown in it while they were fucking her.
Max tugged at her hair again, tearing out a few more strands. She could feel his cock pushing down between her thighs. She could feel his cockhead jabbing at her cunt, touching her whisper-soft pussylips. Cindy let out another moan, tears welling up behind her eyes. To think she was going to lose her virginity this way. And her parents thought they had left her in the care of kind but firm hands!
"Ughghhghhhhh!" she squealed.
Max let go of her hair. With both hands, he began kneading her asscheeks, his callused fingers digging deep into her white, plump flesh.
"Nice ass… just like I said before beck there," Max commented, stretching her asscheeks apart and exposing the pink puckered hole of her shitter. Cindy whimpered through the sock gag, feeling the cool air brushing up against her exposed asshole.
"Get her panties all the way off and start fuckin' the shit outta her."
"Yeah, gotta get my prick back into somethin' nice and hot and tight."
Max grabbed the bottom of her skirt in one hand and he tugged it up farther while tearing open her bra and blouse with the other. Buttons flew in all directions as the bra slid torn from her shoulders. Her full tits tumbled out as the bra fell away.
"Man, nice tits… nice tits and ass. She's got it all, man," Max said.
"Noofffff!"
He had grabbed her panties, his fingers tugging at the thin material. In a moment they slid free from her ankles, quickly followed by her skirt. They had stripped her naked, tossing her clothes into a corner.
"Naked and ready… hot 'n' ready," Max said, eyeing her white, trembling body.
"Man, look at her cunt," Jack said, kneeling down to her. "Seems to me somethin' that pretty shouldn't go unused. It's downright criminal, leavin' that thing untouched for so long. When are you gonna fuck her, Max?"