"Right now. I can't wait no longer."
Cindy struggled wildly, realizing what was about to happen to her. Her mouth opened once more, her tongue trying to shove aside the foul blue sock material. Seeing her struggling to scream, Max slid one dirty hand over her lips again, pressing them back against her teeth, cutting them once more.
"Oh, ohhhhh!" she gasped.
Max was squeezing her round asscheeks, digging his fingers hard into the flesh. He squeezed hard, making her scream in pain.
"You keep tryin' to get away like that, movin' and tryin' to throw me off, and I'll punch your ribs 'til they break," he threatened.
His words burned into her brain. As if to emphasize his point, the attendant took a few blonde cunt hairs between his fingers, tearing them hard from her pussymound. Cindy felt flashes of incredible heat and pain sear through her cunt.
"Uhhfhfhhffff!" she cried.
Max had made his point. She was helpless, unable to fight back in this horrid elevator car. Jack and he would have their way with her. All she could do was endure this rape the best she could, then report their actions to Dr. Endicott later. But the thought of being so brutally raped by these two sickened her. The worst, she knew, was yet to come!
CHAPTER TWO
Max was playing with her, teasing her. His hands roamed over her naked outer thighs. He kneaded the white flesh around her asscheeks into tight little ridges, clenching them hard in his rough fists. He pinched her soft inner thighs between his fingers, laughing when Cindy cried out and began twisting frantically under him. Her cries drowned into whimpers of anguish. The sounds made Max yank her a bit harder. He rubbed her asscheeks wildly, squeezing them even harder than he had squeezed her inner thighs. Cindy ground her belly solidly against the dirty floor, her mind exploding again and again.
"Oh, man, man, she's gonna burn my prick up," Max said, closing his eyes and rubbing his cock up against her asscrack. "Yeah, when my jizz comes poundin' out, it's gonna burn me up, I know it."
Cindy wanted them to stop this, stop it before it had gone too far. But there was nothing she could do. Jack was down next to her. She could feel his fingers twisting around her hair, lifting her head from the floor into his lap.
Again, she smelled the sour odor of an unwashed, sweaty groin. Wrinkling her nose, she pulled back. But Jack was determined, shoving her nose against his cock, making her inhale the stench coming from there. Her nose flattened against his hairy groin. She could feel the blood-heavy lobes of his fuckrod rubbing against her lips.
"Uhfhhfhfhffff!" she whined.
Cindy kept her lips shut. But she could feel the wetness of his prick against her face. She tried moving her cheek away from it. But Jack clamped his hand against the back of her head, pushing her face against his crotch.
"It's good, man," he groaned, pushing up harder against Cindy's nose. "Maybe I'll bring 'er around, make her suck me off while she fucks you."
"Don't care," Max panted, repositioning himself on top of the struggling blonde teen. "Just don't get in my way, man."
Max scooped her tits up in both hands, rubbing her nipples with his fingertips, squeezing her tits, making the girl blush with shame.
"Nice, man, you should feel those tits," Max said, digging his stubbly chin against the back of her neck while cupping his hands around her tits and pinching her long, red nipples. Cindy wrestled her tits against his offending hands. And then the girl felt something down around her cunt once more. Fingers were caressing her soft pussylips, un-sticking them, pushing them apart.
"I'm gonna fuck her now."
Cindy screamed through the sock gag again. No, it couldn't be happening, not now! But she could feel Max reaching down between her thighs with his thumb, digging his fingers into her asscheeks for leverage. Slowly, steadily he was forcing his thumb into her tight, dry cunt. Cindy groaned, arching her back, pressing her knees against the hard, dirty elevator floor. Instinctively she tried squirming her body away from the increasing hot pain. But Max's weight and hands kept her firmly pressed against the floor. His thumb kept pushing into her, violating her pussy, stretching her cunthole until the girl thought she would die from pain and shame. Next to her, Jack was easing the sock gag away from her mouth once more, pressing his prickhead against her lips. Cindy spat violently, jerking her head away so hard that she hurt her neck.
The pain was terrible! Her pussy felt tight, hot and dry, pinching around Max's invading thumb. His jagged nail was tearing at the elastic flesh. Again, she tightened her white, naked thighs, her flesh tensing, the tendons bulging out against her sweating skin. And then the girl felt a pain she had never experienced before in her life. His thumb was pressing against her cherry, that tiny, thin membrane which still kept her a little girl.
"No!" she gasped.
Jack grabbed another fistful of her hair, taking advantage of her opened mouth, and he slid his cock in. Cindy screamed, her cries choked off by a mouthful of prickmeat! She was disgusted, horrified beyond thought as Jack began sawing his fuckrod in and out, in and out, the thick, taut pink skin rubbing against her front teeth.
"Christ, Jack. You're knocking her off balance. Can't get my cock in her with you making her give you a blowjob now. Get the fuck oft this cunt. You can have 'er after I'm through."
Reluctantly the big attendant withdrew his prick, wiping his cockhead against her forehead.
Cindy's relief was short-lived. Max's thumb was corkscrewing painfully back into her pussy. There was more pressure against her cherry. Cindy screamed and shouted involuntarily, her cries cut off by a downward backhanded slap from Jack. There was another shock of pain. And then her cherry was torn, ripped from its anchorage by Max's thumb.
"A fuckin' virgin," Max muttered, pulling his thumb out and examining it.
"Yeah, who would've believed it."
Max popped his thumb back in, wriggling it around and around, laughing as Cindy began moving her ass around in a counter rhythm.
"She's startin' to like it. Told you she would," Max commented.
The girl hated it, hated Max, Jack, all of them who were tormenting her for no reason. She had lost her cherry and now felt nothing but disgust for the men raping her. Her flat belly ground against the floor once more as she tried to escape Max's invading thumb.
"Man, a virgin," Jack whispered once more.
"And let me tell you, she's got one tight cunt," Max said, fighting to keep his thumb in the tight ring of her pussy. He tried worming another finger into her cunt but kept meeting resistance as her pussy walls tried to close tightly against him.
"Now you're gonna shut up… you're not gonna scream or say one word, or I'll let Jack shove his prick right back into your mouth," Max whispered in her ear as he remounted her in a fucking position. "And you don't want that dirty ol' thing in your mouth, do you?"
"Oh, no, please… please," Cindy said, shaking the tears from her flushed cheeks.
"Good."
Max took the sock gag completely from her head, then reached down to tug her asseheeks apart. The movement of his thumbs began doing something to her, something Cindy would never have believed possible. As he rubbed her cuntlips together, a strange kind of heat began to manifest itself. She rolled up her eyes, wrinkling her forehead as that heat turned into a kind of tightness until, gradually, her cunt began to get very warm and very moist.
"Man, she's goin' for it," Max said with satisfaction, moving his hand up and brushing the knuckles against her stiffening clit.
What was her body doing? Her mother had told her only bad girls got excited this way. Cindy knew she wasn't a bad girl. And yet the more Max was touching her back there the more he moved his fingers back and forth in her pussy now while touching her cunt, the more she wanted him to touch her.