Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

[darkest_fate]

"Fuck, the whole damn bus is shot," said the slim, sexy Vietnamese girl as she wiggled her way out from under the hood of the truck. She slammed her hand upon the car as she did, before reaching up to grab hold of her friend's offered hand. Soon enough, the Asian girl was standing next to both her bandmates, and she gestured toward the bus. "Must have hit something major, because it fucked up the undercarriage. I think there's a puncture in a tank too, either oil or gas, but I can't fucking tell because it's too fucking dark out."

"Well, fuck," said one of the two companions. Fuck seemed to sum up the whole experience, to be brutally honest. The trio of young females was, in fact, up and coming punk band: Twin-Sprites. Ironically, the girl who just wiggled out from under their tour bus was the non-twin: Vietnamese drummer Lanh-Linh Pham, who, despite her traditional name, was about as American as her two companions. She'd known Lex, one of the twins, since primary school, and they'd become thick as thieves sense. The twins' mother would likely assert that Linh was most of the reason the precious girls had gone off track, which wouldn't be strictly true. It hadn't been Linh's idea to get matching tattoos for all three of the band members: thorny flowers adorning the small of their backs, which they all tried to keep displayed at all times. It had, however, been her idea for the twins to get opposing nose rings. Each had a simple stud, Lex in her left nostril, Andy in her right.

That was another thing that Linh certainly hadn't influenced: the twin's tendency to mirror one another. Alexandria and Andriana were identical, at least, they had been at birth. For a handful of years, Alex and Andy had been nearly inseparable and damn near interchangeable. They often dressed identically, kept their deep red hair in the same style, even did the whole finishing each other's sentences thing. Yet they'd been divided when they got to primary, and Alex had fallen in with Linh, decided that she preferred "Lex," and they'd been diverging since. Andy still followed Lex, almost with puppy-like fascination. Linh and Lex weren't even entirely sure that Andy liked the music they played, even if she helped write most of the songs, not to mention being the lead singer. Yet Andy had been there since day one, mimicking her sister.

Both still had remnants of their original hair, though both had taken to adding splashes of color. Lex had a purple streak throughout her bangs, a loose spike of hair that often seemed to fall within range of her sharp blue eyes, whereas Andy had a neon pink streak moving in exactly the opposite direction. Lex had pierced her right ear, leaving a dangling earring; Andy, the left. Then the nose rings: each a small stud in the opposite ear. Lex currently even had a thick leather bracelet around her right wrist, with a loose metal one about left; while Andy, as to be expected, perfectly mirrored. Still, their faces were identical: small noses set within a round face, ice blue eyes often outlined in liner, like now, and pretty kissable lips (which Linh knew firsthand, thanks to a few drunken experiments, hopefully only with Lex). Constant moving about the stage had left all three girls lean, though Lex seemed slightly buffer than her twin, though you practically had to squeeze the girl to tell. Technically Linh was the fittest of all; came from being the drummer. Otherwise, they all looked pretty accurate to their name: smallish, cute girls with apparent attitude.

"what do we do?" asked Andy. She shifted, running a hand along her arm and looking back toward the bus. "I don't think Dirk's gonna make it."

"No shit," muttered Lex. She sighed, running her hand through her close-cut hair, technically the style was called the "Piece-y Pixie," which had been part of Lex's motivation to cut it. That, and she hadn't expected Andy to actually mirror this, since Andy had always been caught up in their longer hair. So much for that theory.

"Well, if we're heading anywhere, we're walking," said Linh. She pointed at finger at the bus, cocking it, and pretended to shoot. When she lowered her arm, it was to dust at the coveralls she'd thrown on. Which reminded her that she was cool to strip out of them, stepping out of the baggy outfit to reveal what she wore underneath. All girls were still dressed as, well, the punk rockers they were. Linh wore a relatively shirt, ragged black skirt with a pair of neon green and striped socks that went most of the way up her leg. You couldn't see much of the fairly pale skin underneath, though you could certainly make out the waif body underneath. Linh was definitely hot, in a willowy, Asian sort of way. Unlike the twins, she'd kept her hair long, arguably too long, considering that it nearly hit her waist. She did streak neon green throughout it. Also like the twins, she boasted a nose ring, though hers was certainly not a more demure stud. In fact, Linh boasted her share of piercings, including several up both ears, a belly ring, tongue, hell, even her clit was pierced, a fact that both twins were aware of. Unlike the sisters, Linh didn't have a mother who routinely forbade anything. The only reason she didn't have more tattoos was that, ironically, she seemed slightly allergic to most ink. She'd taken twice as long to heal as the twins.

And yeah, Lex had tried to identify with a tattoo, sneaking out to get a string of musical notes around her right ankle. Again, Andy had figured out and opted for the mirror. Which was especially ironic, considering that it was Lex who wasn't nearly as fond of pain as her sister, a fact that Linh often teased.

"Yeah, because I totally want to walk long distance in my 'fuck me' boots," muttered Andy, shifting. It was true, she was wearing "fuck me" boots: long, clunky things that stretched up her leg. They only had a moderate heel, but they did wonders for the legs, not to mention the tight, heart-shaped ass. Though it was likely personal preference, Linh thought that Andy had the better ass, whereas Lex had a better set of legs.

"Well, suck it up, sis," said Lex, nudging Andy. She took a few clomping steps away from the bus (of course she wore the same boots; they were both in matching scuffed up black jeans too). "They said something about a town a few miles ahead, right? We walk there, get some local help, and we're golden. Fuck, if we hitchhike, we'll get there even faster."

"I'd still like to know what the fuck we hit," muttered Linh, looking back at the bus. "What the fuck would mess up a fucking bus? That fucker was a fucking tank."

"A deer?" offered Andy, shrugging. Linh gave her a "don't be stupid" look.

"Come on you two," said Lex, gesturing and turning. "We've got a walk."

And so the three punk rockers, barely out of their teens, trumped down the road in the direction a sign promised as having a town. Considering that they'd been taking a back road to get to their gig quicker (they'd been held up at the airport, causing delay), they were hoping that the town wasn't completely backwards. Their driver needed help, not to mention the bus. If the girls had any hope of getting to their gig on time, they'd need all the aid they could get. For now though, they just trudged down the road. It would take hours, especially with Andy having boot issues, if they didn't get picked up by anyone, but hey, they'd at least reach the town, right? And there was bound to be people there happy to see them and help out a trio of attractive, if a little alternative, girls.

Right?

 

[DomG]

It was funny how some things changed over the years while others stayed the same, Peter O'Malley was reflecting on this as he drove his slightly battered truck through the winding mountain roads not far from his home.

Take his business for example, his dearly departed father had taught him how to run the family still fifteen years ago, back when Peter was still only thirteen years ago. His family had been making 'moonshine' since the prohibition days and had made quite a lot of money of that back then... enough to finance some other ventures until they ended up owning half the nearby town. His Uncle was the mayor, his cousin Ray was the Sheriff, and his other cousin Billy owned the only strip club in the county, but Peter was the one who kept the family buisness alive... technically on the pay roll of the sheriffs department and occasionally finding girls to work at the strip club with a decent finders fee going along... but in the last few years things had changed.

Now running the still was practically a full time business, Peter had needed to expand to meet the demand. The way he under stood it, 'rural liquor' had become a vogue drink among many of the young and wealthy around the country, and with it still being technically illegal when it was done properly... he had managed to find himself in the perfect position. Of course he didn't sell it directly to the young and stupid, instead he would take a once a month drive across two states with all that he had been able to make, hook up with a contact in the Dixie Mafia, selling gallons of the stuff and picking up some party favors to keep himself occupied while he brewed up the next batch.

The drive took about three days as Micheal mostly stuck to the back roads, in his home county the law might be entirely on his side out and about he might end up getting himself into some trouble, galleons of white lightning in the bed of the truck on the way there and a large amount of money with a few bags of pills on his way home.

It was about thirty miles out from town that he found the bus on the side of the road, clearly it had been in a nasty little wreck, from the looks of it hitting an exceptionally large bear, the driver was dead and no other occupants around... but Peter really didn't want to get involved in it right then, it was on the wrong side of the county line as far as he could tell and if he were to call it in then it wouldn't be his kin checking it out. Nothing he could do for the driver so he continued on his way, hearing the thunder of an approaching storm, a little while more to go and he really didn't feel like getting caught up in the rain on these treacherous roads.

It wasn't much further down the road that he saw the girls trudging along the road, the rain just starting to come down in earnest and the wind picking up, it was going to turn into a miserable night. Just a glance was all it took for him to recognize that they weren't from around here... the girls from the area didn't dress like that unless they were working at his cousins strip club. He grinned as he saw them in his head lights, slowing down as the truck approached them, he had been considering heading to that strip club and taking advantage of the power that he had there over some of the former run aways that he had lured into working for his cousin... but this promised some entertainment all on its own.

Pulling up next to them, seeing the girls more closely now, he stopped the truck and rolled down the window so they would be able to see them, giving them his best friendly local boy smile, the one that had been pretty successful when he had been playing football back in high school. “You ladies look like you're in need of a little help.” His accent less pronounced then others around, noticeable but no so thick that others wouldn't be able to understand.

Smiling still he leaned over, opening the passenger door of the truck, knowing it was really only built with a single bench seat and only three belts, but there was no reason they couldn't squeeze in just to get out of the rain. “Get on in, the weathers only going to get worse and the road to town floods over when it rains like this... y'all can wait it out at my place though.”

 

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"Is it gonna rain?" asked Andy. She'd wrinkled her nose and looked skyward, relying on her limited knowledge of things meterological.

"Who cares?" snapped Lex, who kept trudging. The girls had been walking for some time as it was, leaving the bus in the dust. "We're gonna be stuck in it either way."

"I fucking care," replied Linh, "I don't want to fucking get fucking wet. Well," she gave the sisters a devilish grin, "not like that anyway."

The twins giggled after that, with Linh joining in soon after. All three fell into smiles for the next several yards, never stopping the trudging for a moment. The glee didn't last for long, however, as the rain began coming down, first slow, but gradually picking up. None of the girls had dressed for weather like this, and soon they all found their clothing clinging to their thin bodies like second skin. The twins, never shy of physical contact, grouped together tightly enough. Linh joined soon after, though not without repeating her earlier quip regarding wet, which earned her an elbow from Lex and a reproving look from Andy. All three traveled in the tight knit ball, continuing the trudge ever onward.

It was Lex who heard the truck coming, stopping the group and turning. Hope flared in them all as they squinted into the dark and wet. "I hope it's somebody who can give us a ride," muttered Lex, her voice barely audible above the rain. "I'm definitely ready to get out of this shit."

"Hell, I'd give a guy a fucking BJ if it got me into somewhere dry," quipped Linh. The other two laughed, much drier than they had before. The twins even exchanged looks, silently wondering if they'd stoop to the same level. While neither was aware of the other's thoughts, they still reached the same conclusion: sure, if he was hot.

As Peter pulled to a stop, all three clustered a little closer to the truck, moving toward it like bugs to a zapper. Three pairs of eyes looked at the friendly smile, and three separate judgments flashed through three separate eyes. Linh thought he was hot, in a sort of older, backwoods guy kind of way; not really her type though. Lex wouldn't have minded bending over and offering him the BJ if that's what it took. Andy couldn't help but think of her and Lex's dad, which made her smile seem decidedly warmer than the others.

"You bet your ass we are," said Lex, taking lead. She gestured for the other two to follow as she worked her way into the truck. Her wet jeans squeaked against the seat as she wiggled her way down. She nearly pressed up against Peter and flashed him a toothy smile. "Name's Lex. That's my friend, Lanh-Linh, and coming up is--"

"There's not enough room for all of us," Andy nearly whined. She stood at the entrance of the door, looking down the row where Lex had settled and Linh was getting into position. The Asian rolled her eyes at Andy, reaching up to pull the other girl down.

"C'mon, Andy," said Lex, leaning over to gesture as well, "there's plenty of room."

"There's only three belts," Andy pointed out, "and I don't know about you guys, but I don't want to go through a windshield."

Linh rolled her eyes and managed to finally seize the protesting twin. She yanked Andy into the seat next to her, but the twin almost immediately popped up. "Fuck, just sit in my fucking lap! We'll both fucking fit," insisted Linh. She yanked Andy into place, quickly buckling the twin before she could protest. They did fit, though it was one hell of a tight fit even given their slim frames. Linh gave Lex an "you owe me one" look as the leader turned back to their ride.

"Sorry about that," she said. "That's Andy, my sister. We were on our way to a concert... but if you're sure the roads are flooded, then I guess we'll have to stay at your place," she gave the other two looks. Linh shrugged; Andy bit her lip but nodded after a few seconds, giving Lex the confidence to nod and turn. "Yeah, that would be awesome. You think our gear's safe? Our bus was back there a bit, and we've got some expensive equipment. You know, instruments, amps, stuff like that..."

 

[DomG]

For Peter this was his lucky day, it wasn't uncommon for young ladies to go missing in the area, young ladies from other places of course as the local girls were left alone, and Peter was often the one to break them in and take them to the strip club where they were put to work. They often didn't stay there for very long, someone passing through might take a shine to one, meet with the clubs owner, and soon the girl would be on her way to a new home. This arrangement had made Peter a fair share of money over the years but right now he was doing very well for himself just selling his liquor across state lines, more then enough to support himself and allow for a little freedom to explore. As he looked down at the girls, only half listening a few ideas ran through his head... he had a thing for twin red heads and the spunky looking Chinese one would provide for quite a bit of entertainment he was sure of that.

“It's nice to meet you ladies.” He said still smiling as Andy was finally pulled into the truck and they all got buckled in. “I'm real sorry to hear about your crash, I didn't see any bus but these roads aren't really used by anyone by locals, I can get you girls to my place and when the weather clears up a bit I can try to find the place and pick up your gear for you.” No reason not to pick up the stuff later on and he was kicking himself for not having thinking of it earlier. Some instruments might be able to make him some money if he pawned them off, though he would need to be careful to do it somewhere that no one was looking for these girls... their instruments might be recognizable.

Still picking up their stuff might have made them a little curious and he had of course lied about not seeing the bus wreck. “Not to many people are out and about in this sort of weather, you girls are lucky that I was on my way home otherwise you would have had one hell of a trek through the hills.” Shifting the truck into drive, his hand brushing over Lex's leg as he shifted gears Peter leaned over a bit, reaching into his back pocket and withdrawing a small hip flask which he offered over to the girls, full of his personal reserve of 'shine. “Its only a few more minutes to my place but you girls are soaking wet, this stuff will warm you right up.” And probably end up getting them drunk just from the fumes alone but hell, if they were out of it then it would make getting what he wanted from them a little easier. The last one to get in the car, Andy if he remembered right, had seemed like she would be the most fun for him to start with, she had seemed a little bit nervous about the entire arrangement in the truck.

Before long though he was speeding down the roads, familiar with them and even if they were slick from the rain he still knew how to handle it, rapidly closing on his house. “So I take it that the concert you girls were heading towards wasn't going to be around here... no offense but you are a bit colorful for the locals.” Country and classic rock tended to be the standard but they seemed to be like something out of an old Ramones album.

 

[darkest_fate]

There were nods and agreements about the nice to meet you thing all around. Sure, the girls might have had mixed reactions to Peter upon first meeting, but they were all thrilled not to be out in the rain. They weren't walking, weren't getting even more soaked, and they were on their way to get help. Spirits were pretty high all throughout. Even Andy was fine with things; she'd been more concerned about the safety of the seatbelt than the daddy looking guy.

"Yeah, it was our driver's idea," offered Lex, shrugging. "He thought we could make up some time by taking the back roads. He said he knew them, but--"

"But the fucker got us lost," finished Linh, flashing a quick grin toward their current driver. Lex chuckled a little at that, shrugging slightly. Crude, sure, but true nonetheless. Plus, they didn't see any reason to hide anything from their rescuer. Friendly, older, he looked nearly like he'd wandered off the set of some old time sit com. And as he mentioned the hellish hike they'd avoided, they got all the more receptive. They could, however, feel the rising heat in the cab of the truck. While it might not have initially been stuffy, having four bodies shoved into a space meant for three added a little. Plus, three of those body had been soaked. It wasn't quite unbearable, but it was certainly bordering on uncomfortable, especially for Linh and Andy, whose especially close proximity was making them even warmer.

"Wow, that stuff smells strong," commented Andy, wrinkling her nose as she peered over the seat toward the flask. Linh and Lex both nodded, with the latter grabbing the flask and holding it under her nose. She took a sniff, before jerking it away from her face, waving a hand under said nose.

"Damn, that's some---" managed Lex, blushing slightly at her reaction. That was the type of thing Andy said, and the other two knew it. For Andy grinned and Linh smirked. Lex shot them a glare before taking a quick pull. Within seconds of the stuff hitting her body, however, the tiny girl was coughing, hammering her chest with one fist. It was damn strong, and Lex hadn't quite delved that deep into the whole drinking thing yet. She drank more than her twin, sure, but not this. While she blinked water from her eyes, Linh took the flask and gave it a quick pull herself. Even the Asian coughed slightly at that, before holding it out to Andy. Andy took a slight sniff, wrinkled her nose, and took only the tiniest of sips. She ended up coughing slightly at that, blushed at the expression, and reached across her sister to give the flask back to Peter.

They'd started moving in earnest now though, and the girls were glad to see road stretching out behind them. Hopefully it wouldn't be long before they reached Peter's house. He kept up the friendly act too, asking them about their gig.

"Yeah, we're a punk rock band," admitted Lex, nodding and smirking.
"Well, more pop-punk, really," ventured Andy. It was true, especially with Andy's songs.
"But we fucking rock," offered Linh. "We were gonna hit a gig tonight, but the fucking driver, eh. You know."
"You probably haven't heard of us though," cut in Lex, giving the other two cutting looks. "We're the Twin-Sprites and--"
"You'll never guess where that name's from," drawled Linh.
Lex ignored her: "And we haven't hit it big yet. We just got a record deal at our last gig, and we're hoping to put an album out this fall. Andy's been picking our lead single and stuff. We're pretty damn good though, you know, for a group that's just starting out. Good chemistry and junk."
"Hey," said Andy, squirming in her seat and looking to Peter, "I don't think you gave your name, right? What do you do, mister?"
The other two rolled their eyes at Andy's near lack of tact, not to mention the "mister" that sounded almost little girlish. They'd left their teens behind, and the pixie act was just that: an act. Still, after a quick exchange of looks, they all turned expectantly to Peter. Might as well know more about their friendly rescuer, after all.

 

[DomG]

Peter had been drinking the liquor since before his father had taught him how to distill it, he hadn't even been a teenager when he had gotten a taste for the stuff and didn't have too much trouble drinking it these days. It wasn't quite as smooth as water but once you got the taste for it the coughing fits died down and your eyes hardly watered. In truth he preferred to let it mellow a little, cut it with some cinnamon and hard cider, then throw some cut apples into the jar as it was sitting... served warm it was known as apple pie, easier for those without the taste for it to get down but just about as strong. The girls though had drank some of the fresher shine, not given any time to mellow it would surprise him if they had swallowed any at all given its tendency to vaporize when it hit the tongue.

He listened and feigned interest when they talked about the sort of music they played. Peter had his own suspicions about how much they might 'rock', in fact he suspected that they were going to be presented as some sort of alternate Pussy Cat Dolls sort of thing, their looks on stage far more important then the music they were playing. He didn't express that opinion though, no reason to start trouble before he had them at his place, if they started causing trouble while he was driving then who knew what might happen. The road they were on was barely paved at all but after just a few miles they were pulling up onto a dirt road that led further up into the hills.

“I'm Peter...” He said with a smile to the one who had actually asked his name, his eyes off the road for only a moment as he drove up the dark winding path towards his house, knowing that the thick woods on either side of the road would deter any of the girls if they thought they might be able to run off. Literally he was in the middle of no where, no mail delivered to the house he had to go into town to pick up anything from a P.O. Box. He liked the way she had said Mister though, knowing that she would be calling him that and more before long. “Peter O'Malley, I'm a sheriff's deputy.” Close enough for the truth, he was one on paper though it was more a free check then any actual work that he had to do.

Approaching the end of the road his home finally came into view, dark and only visible with the headlights of his truck the moderate sized home was built up against the side of the hill, a cliff face of dark granite all along the back of the home that had been built in the eighties, it was through a false wall in the back and deep into the caves behind that the family still was located along with quite a bit more. “Its not much but I call it home...” He said with a small smile as he pulled the truck up by the front door, underneath the heavy tarp that had been strung up there beneath the trees several years before to let him get into the house when it was raining without being soaked, tucking the flask back away as he turned off the engine of the car.

With a smile he got out of the car, making his way to the front door and quickly unlocking it, the inside of the home still dark but he still made his way in, familiar with the layout of the home and not having the least bit of trouble making his way towards the fireplace, digging around his pocket for a book of matches so he could warm the place up.

 

[darkest_fate]

All three girls felt the warmth of the liquor boiling within their stomachs. They hadn't drank much, sure, but what they had drunk was powerful, powerful, and added to nearly empty stomachs from rather tired, small girls. Andy in particular, not surprisingly the lightest drinker of the three, felt a little light headed and giggly. She squirmed a little more on Linh, which the Vietnamese girl certainly noticed. Were they not within sight of a complete stranger, Linh might even cop a feel; Andy's ass was very nice.

"Nice to meet you, Mister O'Malley," replied Andy, adding a smile. She chuckled after that. "Sorry, it's just you look so o--"
"Respectable," cut in the twin, giving Andy a cautionary look, "respectable, you know, since you're a deputy and all."
"Hot too," offered Linh. She might have dodged the incoming elbow from Lex, had she not still been dealing with the hot little wiggler atop her lap. Linh couldn't help but smirk though, especially since Lex had gotten good and flushed. Let the girl have her older guy issues; Linh couldn't blame her. Younger guys were all passion and no talent most of the time. Linh just happened to like leading them around by the nose, or, better yet, teasing them and going with someone who actually knew what they were doing.

As they approached the home, the punk rock tree eyed the house. It did look respectable enough, pretty much what they'd expected. Nothing about it said "rape cabin," which had, admittedly, been a small worry in the back of at least two minds. It looked like a simple country home, exactly where a simple country boy would have his simple country life.

"Thanks again for letting us stay," said Lex as they came to a stop. She had to wait while her twin and her friend worked at getting untangled. Linh got the door and "helped" Andy clamber on out. The pink-striped twin let out a girlish squeal as the wet hit her mostly dried body, though it was much more slight under the tree. Still, she sprinted for the house, almost tripping thanks to the clunky boats. Lex hurried too, with the Asian girl lagging behind.

"This rain is gonna fuck with my hair," commented the long-tressed Vietnamese as she took a few steps into the house. She was already trying to keep the long, wet mane away from her clothes and up out of the way. No need to drip over the floor, though her dress still was slightly damp. She looked about, hoping for a towel to magically manifest itself.

"It looks real homey," offered Andy, stepping ahead of the other two and looking around with a curious eye. She'd started humming to herself as well, locking her fingers behind her back and swaying slightly. The place did have a sort of comforting feeling. Plus, Andy was looking forward to shimmying out of her wet clothes and curling up under some blankets or something, and she was willing to bet that Mister O'Malley would provide.

 

[DomG]

A bottle of lighter fluid over the fireplace was quickly squirted onto the already waiting logs and was soon followed by a flicked in match to help ignite the fire. Before long the room was glowing as a fire began to grow, warming up the place a bit. With a little more light filling the living room of the house he moved over to a wall and flipped on the light switch, the room suddenly illuminated by the light from a few bulbs that sat in lamps around the room. It wasn't quite as back woods as some might expect, the furniture was mostly hardwood and leather and there were a few hunting trophies hanging on the walls, but for the most part it could fit in just about anywhere. He had heard the Chinese girls comment about him being hot, having been thinking more about the twins the entire time but there was no reason at all that he wouldn't be able to warm up with a little bit of Asian cuisine first, she seemed like the kinkiest of the three if he were just judging by her outward appearance, maybe let the other two pass out and then enjoy himself with her.

“Its not much but its mine.” He said, not exactly modest about all this but enjoying the fact that they had just walked right into what he had in mind for all three of them. While he might not be an expert he had learned quite a bit breaking in girls for the strip club and ever since he had gotten broadband a few years back he had been able to pick up some gear designed for just that, entire websites dedicated to servicing just what he liked. A little bit of money spent, a week or two of waiting, and he had been pretty damn well stocked in just what was needed to keep a few bitches in line at all times. Hell he had even tricked out a few parts of the cave, setting up walls and flooring to create an improvised little holding cell where he could keep the ones that he wasn't going to be enjoying himself with.

Glancing to the girls he saw how soaked they were, grinning to himself a little bit when he saw that some of their clothing had become practically see through because of how soaked that it had become. Moving from the light switch he made his way towards a closet in the hallway that led to his bedroom, pulling it open and dragging a few thick blankets out. “This will help keep you a little bit warmer...” He said as he made his way back over to his 'guests', setting the blankets down on a couch for them and then moving on towards the kitchen, pulling open the fridge and pulling out a mason jar full of the mellowed 'apple pie', pouring a small measure into a few glasses and carrying them back out, hoping to catch them in the act of stripping out of the wet clothing though he knew it didn't matter, they would be naked and more before too long. For a moment it had been tempting to slip a few party favors into the drinks, designer drugs that he had seen used before and trusted them to be entertaining... but instead he chose to wait a little while longer... a little hard liquor would probably be enough to get him what he wanted all on its own.

“All I got to drink is either tap water... which isn't something I would recommend because when the weather is like this the filters don't work quite as well... but it should be a little bit easier to handle then what was in the flask and it might just help you all relax after the night you have been having.” And maybe leave two of them out of it enough for him to really have his way with the other, can't come to the rescue when you can't figure out how your legs work. As if to show them it was safe he laid set down the glasses and then picked up one for himself, slowly sipping the liquid inside with a smile on his face a clear sign of his enjoyment., the amber tinted fluid slipping over his tongue and warming his body.

 

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"It's nice," repeated Andy. She nodded and gave the man a friendly smile. All three girls seemed completely relaxed. Sure, they'd always heard the tales. Don't get into cars with strange men, especially on back roads. Don't go to a stranger's house without warning. Don't let down your guard, and definitely don't drink anything handed to you. But Peter was perfectly friendly, and the girls knew they could handle themselves. They were already spreading out among the small room, each one exploring a bit. Well, Linh explored a little more than the twins. Lex was looking about, but was mostly wondering about their stuff. Andy had almost immediately gone to the fire and kept hopping about. As expected, the twin's shirts clung quite nicely to their frames, which did have the unfortunate side effect of showing that Lex did, in fact, have a bra. Surprisingly, you could see Andy's nipples poking through her tight shirt. Linh's shirt was thick and ruffled enough that you couldn't see much, besides being able to tell that she was, well, waifish.

At the sight of blankets, Andy nearly squealed. There were thanks all around, of course, and the girls moved toward the warm blankets as though already anticipating squirming underneath the covers. Peter had barely turned his back when Andy slid her shirt off. she bared the slim white body underneath, which seemed all the whiter for the cold and wet. A pair of smallish breasts, barely "B" cups stood out proud and erect on her frame, looking more appealing for the thin frame. Each had light pink nipples that were perfectly peaked. Of course, Andy had barely gotten her shirt off when her sister pushed her.

"Where the hell is your bra?" Lex hissed, frowning.
"C'mon!" protested Andy bending over to begin working at her jeans. "we've got like, itty-bitties. We don't need bras. It's boobie jail, and i like mine free," she beamed at Lex while she began wiggling her way out of her tight jeans. Underneath she wore a pair of cotton boy-shorts with skull designs and a ribbon right in the general crotch area. They were, as expected, cute, sexy, and slightly demure. She'd gotten that far when Peter came back. Immediately Lex tossed her twin a blanket, which Andy grabbed and held to her body. She gave her sister an eye roll for the trouble, however: wasn't like Peter was gonna do anything. He was too old. In Andy's vaunted opinion, he probably couldn't even get it up.

Linh, who'd unbuttoned part of her shirt to bare the well muscled abdomen underneath, stepped forward for the drinks, plucking one from their host. "What's this? More of that stuff? You trying to get us drunk?" teased Linh. she laughed as she took a sip, her eyes going wide at the taste. A hand went to her mouth as she swallowed. It definitely tasted better than the earlier stuff, but it was still strong. "You'd two had better hold off. This shit's gonna fuck you up," she said, flicking her eyes to the twins.

Andy's nose had already wrinkled as she looked toward the glasses. "More booze? I don't really like that stuff. It always tastes nasty." Which was certainly true: Andy barely drank, preferring other forms of recreation if she was going to get, to quote Linh "fucked up." If she did drink, it was usually something super fruity that barely tasted of alcohol at all.

"Just ignore her," advised Lex. She snatched her own drink, taking a deeper sip than Linh. Again, she coughed a little, the flush on her pale complexion quite evident. She smiled up at Peter, her eyes twinkling. "That's what our parents always do. Andy likes to whine."
"That is so not true!" protested Andy, huffing. She looked to Peter, the two obviously sliding into sister roles. "She's just sucking up, because she's good at it."
"Good at all kinds of sucking," muttered Linh under her breath, taking another sip. She kept running her hand through her long hair, wincing with it.
"Oh, just shut up," snapped Lex, giving her sister another glare. Andy matched, of course, before wrapping herself in a blanket and sitting down by the fire. Andy then worked at setting her wet clothes near the fire, boots, pants and shirt soon lining up. Which reminded the other two, who both looked at Peter. Lex blushed slightly, while Linh smirked.
"We kinda need you to look the other way--" began Lex.
"Oh, fuck it. He's probably seen shirtless girls before, Lex," said Linh. She shoved her drink at her friend before unbuttoning her shirt. It soon joined joined Andy's clothing by the fire. However, unlike the twin, Linh wore a bra. she obviously needed it: her breasts were about half a cup bigger than the twins', and cupped by a elastic neon-green sports bra. The supportive garment did have some pretty designs worked in, a few black designs. The drummer had been expecting to get real active, and she'd learned the hard way that she needed maximum support. Linh gave Peter another flirty look before reaching for her own blanket. Apparently she was fine with a wet skirt and socks, though, in truth, Linh didn't want to show off what she had underneath.

Lex, on the other hand, was burning fiercer than ever. Both her sister and her friend had at least taken off their shirts, and none had any doubt that Peter hadn't seen. Lex kept playing with the hem of her own, trying to work up the nerve to just strip. After a few seconds, Linh popped up.
"Here, quit fidgeting. He's gonna think you're fucking hot anyway," she insisted. The Asian grabbed her friend's shirt and peeled it right over a protesting mouth. Not surprisingly, Lex's body matched her sisters exactly. Same pale skin, same lean build, same small breasts. Unlike Andy, however, Lex had confined her breasts to "booby jail." A pink and black striped demi-cup bra that obviously added to her cleavage, making her look like the bustier of the two twins. Lex hesitated for just a minute, standing shirtless, before dropping by the fire. Andy giggled, right up until Lex leaned over and shoved her.

 

[DomG]

The question about trying to get them drunk was something of an idiotic one, did she really think that he needed to get them drunk in order to take advantage of them? He had nearly a decade on these girls and he worked hard just about every day, chopping wood to ensure the wood fire stills were set up the way they had always been, clearing out the cave had been its own hard work, and of course just normally working out on a regular basis in order to ensure that he would stay fit, it wouldn't do to go soft when he was dealing with organized crime rather frequently. He outweighed them by quite a bit of solid muscle, in face he had to wonder if putting both of the twins together would weigh as much as he did, it would probably be a rather close thing and over powering them wouldn't be too difficult. It was more fun to do it this way though, why should he just be direct when he could have his fun with one of them first and then later take full advantage of the other two by bringing his superior strength to bear.

“Around these parts its called hospitality.” He said with a small smile, glancing over to Andy as her nose wrinkled a little bit. “Around these parts its rude for a host not to offer his guests something to drink and its considered rude to turn town hospitality...” Another sip of his drink, savoring the flavor of this particular batch rather then the straight power that the normal batch held. “This particular beverage is an old family recipe that dates back to the prohibition, its a little strong but if you give it a chance then you will probably find it to your liking.”

A little pressure put on the girls to enjoy what he had poured for them, what was a small measure enough to give him a pleasant buzz was in his opinion more then enough to put the girls pretty out of it. He was figuring the Chinese one being the heavier drinker and thought she could probably hand what he had poured, but the other two had both been flushed from just a nip from the flask.

Whatever they chose to drank though, Peter was enjoy the show they were putting on for him very much. When he first entered the room he barely caught sight of the more innocent one (or at least that was his initial impression) barely covering herself up with a blanket that her sister had thrown to her... but not quick enough for him to catch sight of the rather provocative little panties that she had on and her perky little tits that were just begging for his attention, his abuse.

The others seemed to have a touch more modesty then she did though, the Asian girl giving him a teasing little look after she took off her own top and revealed what was a larger bust size though it was confined behind a sports bra. He returned her look with a little smirk back, clearly looking her over with undisguised interest, no reason not to let the girls know that he was attracted to them, that he would enjoy having quite a bit of fun with the, though he doubted they knew just what he considered fun.

“Honestly ladies, your all gorgeous.” He told them with a chuckle as he moved to a leather couch, watching one twin shove the other and continuing to eye Lihn with quite a bit of interest, an observant person might take notice of the growing bulge down the right leg of his jeans, already above average in proportions and continuing to grow by the moment. Reaching for the TV remote he flicked it on, looking for something something to keep the girls occupied and soon finding it in the form of one of those TV shows about vampires and werewolves that seemed more about sex then anything else, figuring it might distract some of his guests while he focused on the other, also knowing it would give the drinks more time to work its down home magic. “Plenty of the locals boys would probably sell their souls for just a night with you.” And maybe they would get the chance too, if he decided to loan them out to the strip club for a little while, maybe use them to motivate the football team to victory.

 

[darkest_fate]

The repeated insistence on rude did get to the twins. Lex, who'd already been teetering, took another sip of the strong drink, before nudging her sister. Andy, clearly still not happy about it, took a light sip. They seemed more content to nurse the drinks than anything, however. Both were well aware that they weren't exactly the heaviest of drinkers, mostly because they weren't that big of girls. And while they definitely felt comfortable, they didn't need to all get drunk. Plus, Linh seemed to be drinking pleasantly enough, taking regular drinks. While the Vietnamese girl certainly had a much higher tolerance than the twins, she was definitely feeling a little buzzed at this point. The buzzed girl noticed the local's look and gave him a little flirty look. Thankfully, Lex hadn't noticed, since the twin was nearly at the sulking point already. And, being a good friend, Linh gave Lex a slight nudge. her eyes flicked down, and Lex followed. Lex's pretty blues widened for a moment, before she flushed.

All three girls huddled under blankets, pulling together for mutual warmth. Again, they demonstrated a complete comfort with physical boundaries; the twins especially cuddled close. in fact, Andy couldn't help but feel more comfortable with Lex's bared skin pressing against her back. As Andy moved, however, she felt Lex's still soaked jeans pressing against her pantie-clad butt. This caused a squeal and a jerk, spilling.

"Take your pants off, Lex!" demanded Andy. "They're soaked!"
"Yeah," agreed Linh quickly, her eyes flicking from friend to local, "take 'em off, Lex."
Again, the pink-streaked twin blushed, but she reached down and wiggle. You could barely hear a zipper working and judging by the way Lex lifted her hips, she managed to get her pants off. This left her with only her own pair of boy short panties, which were black fringed with grey graffiti designs over them, mostly proclaiming her to be a "punk rock chik" and the like. Soon enough, Lex's boots and pants landed near the fireplace, which showed the matching ensemble the twins wore, though, obviously, it hadn't gone all the way down (mostly because Lex vehemently refused to let Andy see her underwear if she could afford it; even now, she pulled back slightly and slapped her sister when Andy tried to catch a little peek).

soon, all three girls' heads swiveled toward the television. They recognized the show immediately, with Linh actually giggling. It might have been the buzz, but she'd always found more entertainment in teasing her friends about the show than actually paying attention, even if the guys were hot.

"Look, Andy, it's your favorite!" she teased, pointing at the screen.
"Nah," said the perkier twin, giggling. "You know I'm all about that new one, the fantasy one? The bastard is so, freakin' hot," she gave their host a slightly apologetic look, figuring that he probably didn't want to hear a young girl yammering about boys. To make up for it, she took an especially deep pull of the drink, which made her eyes widen.

"Yeah, that one's pretty good," admitted Linh. She grinned wide, "But the guys on this show are just so fucking hot. Lex has a major crush on the dad, amiright?"
"Gawd, shutthefuckup!" insisted Lex, leaning over to slug her friend. The pretty Asian laughed before giving her friend a hug, mussing the stylish hair.
"Relax, Lex. Your panties are all in a twist or something. Here, take another sip of this stuff, make you feel fucking loose," she held up the drink, which Lex reluctantly took another sip of. All three girls had done a bit of it now, and the heady drink was starting to make them flushed, or at least, set them firmly in that direction.

 

[DomG]

It seemed to Peter that Lihn might be trying to tease him a little bit, maybe with the intent to go all the way that night or maybe just to amuse herself. He couldn't help but smile at the flirty looks that she kept on giving to him and it would take an idiot to not notice the way she looked at his lap and drew her friends attention to it, the bulge nearly a foot long and still growing. Given how small the young ladies in front of him were he knew that it would be quite entertaining once they got a good taste of what he was packing.

Could it be though that Lihn was trying to serve her friend up to him, first drawing her attention to the large bulge in their hosts pants and then demanding that she remove her pants with a look to him. It was an entertaining little thought but one that Peter was putting out of his mind for the time being, he wanted to fuck the little Asian first while the others were out of it, then enjoy the twins together... ideas were occurring to him by the moment, encouraged by the impromptu strip tease that he was given, the flash of panty making him grin.

It seemed though that his choice of distraction had caught the attention of the girls and gained their approval, apparently they were familiar with the show and were soon discussing the merits of the bodies on display on the TV as if he wasn't even there paying attention. Really it wasn't his sort of thing, the girls on it were hot enough of course but what was the point in just watching some spank material when there was usually some fresh pussy not to far away. Right now it was right there, three juicy cunts close enough for him to grab, his hands twitching for a moment as he considered reaching out for them right then and there. Wouldn't be hard, a little pit of pressure around the throat and anyone of them could be asleep in a few moments... but fucking unconscious girls wasn't all that much fun.

What was more curious though was how Lihn was encouraging the others to drink more, could it be she had figured out that he wanted the twins drunk, or perhaps she was just trying to help her friend unwind... well no matter what the reason was Peter intended to get some answers. Slowly he climbed to his feet, the bulge in his pants growing more evident as the material was pulled taunt over that region for a moment, catching Lihn's eyes when she turned to look at him and giving her a mischievous little smirk before twitching his head in the direction of the kitchen, draining the last of his glass and walking from the living room, leaving the girls all to themselves and expecting Lihn to follow, he wanted answers but he also was wanting to start his fun.

 

[darkest_fate]

Both Linh and Lex caught sight of the growing bulge. Both were experienced enough to make judgement calls regarding said cock, and both had already determined that he had at least four inches on any guy they'd ever done anything with. They exchanged slightly impressed, slightly worried looks. In fact, the huge cock dimmed some of Linh's interest: she knew that she was a tight little Asian thing. A cock like that could wreck a girl, and she had no intentions of wrecking. Besides, she knew that Lex was actually crushing on the guy, at least a little. So the Asian was slightly surprised when Peter gave her the look and left.

"Holy shit, Linh, did he just give you the 'come get some' look?" hissed Lex, leaning over her friend. She couldn't help but feel anger and frustration rise. Leave it to Linh to get the attention of the guy Lex liked. Actually though, that didn't happen all that often, usually their tastes were so much different that they didn't compete for the same game. Hell, they'd even talked about sharing the one guy they'd previously both had eyes for. He'd turned out to be totally uninterested though, which, oddly enough, they found out through Andy.

"Yeah, I think he wants to fuck," offered Linh. She smirked at her friend. "What with the teasing, bringing home three wet, hot girls, and watching them strip by the fire. No fucking wonder he wants to fuck us. Did you see his dick though?"
"Huge," agreed Lex, holding out her hands to indicate the foot-plus size. Linh widened her eyes and nodded.
"Yeah, definitely not my type. Me no want big cock in tiny Asian pussy," for the last, Linh threw on an accent which, of course, got her a sharp elbow from Lex. The Asian grunted and then prodded her friend, knowing full well that it wasn't the stupid comment that had earned that.
In truth, Lex already looked flushed, and her eyes flicked to the kitchen. "So why are you practically throwing yourself at him?"
"Are you fucking nuts? I'm practically throwing you at him. I don't know if I could do more unless I tied a fucking bow around your fucking neck and told him about your fucking daddy issues," hissed Linh. The two were loud enough that Andy gave them a look. It was clear, however, that the usually perky twin was slightly out of it. In fact, Andy had been feeling the buzz for a bit. Given the wet, the exhaustion, the comfort, the warmth and the tv, she was losing the battle. She was more than content to stare at sexy vampires for the time being, so long as her bandmates didn't make too much noise.

"Why don't you get up and go tell him you're just a cocktease then?' hissed Lex.
"Cuz I'm enjoying the show," replied Linh, gesturing. "Besides, what's the point? Let him stew. I'd sooner fuck you than him."
"Here," snapped Lex, taking Linh's drink and downing the remains of it. she grabbed her own and downed it too, draining both glasses. She handed them off to Linh, "Go tell him we need more drinks or something, and, like, do something, okay? Please?"

"Fine, fine," said Linh. She grabbed the glasses, sliding out from the blanket. Reaching down, she smoothed her skirt, glad that she hadn't opted to wiggle out of it. The fabric had thankfully dried quick enough, and Linh definitely didn't want to be any more naked than she had to be when talking to this guy. If she'd been wearing anything less than a sports bra, she likely would have opted to grab a shirt before heading into the kitchen. Once there, she smiled at Peter, holding up the glasses.

"Sorry about that, we were busy finishing them off," she said. In fact, she was beginning to wish that she'd been the one to down the liquid courage. Chances were that Lex was the drunkest of all of them, and she'd sent Linh in to do the talking. The Asian set the drinks down, moving to lean against the bar. She clicked her tongue ring against her teeth, before grinning. "So, yeah, thanks for letting us stay, and for the hospitality. Nice to know there's some nice people in this fucked up world, right?"

 

[DomG]

Peter had spent many a long day out in the woods hunting, learning that you had to pay attention to what you could hear more then what you could see. As he was in the kitchen he stayed perfectly quiet, breathing softly and listening in as best he could to what the girls were talking about. He wasn't able to catch every word but he was able to get enough of it to get the general gist of things. It seemed that he had intimidated Lihn and that she was just trying to set Lex up with him, hearing a comment about daddy issues. It seemed that he might have misread things a little bit but that hardly mattered at all, he had a nice little plan all laid out and it would be fun to screw with Lex by fucking her friend first... especially given that Lihn was nervous about how large his cock was. Now wanting to see his plan fall apart he palmed one of the little party favors he had gotten from his pocket, the small pill looking like nothing more then an especially small aspirin... perfect to slip into a girls drink to leave her unconcious for a few hours... with her out he would be able to have his fun with Lihn... it seemed that the apple pie had taken Andy out of it already.

“You don't have to thank me.” He told Lihn after she thanked him for the hospitality, pouring a smaller measure into each cup and carefully, making sure that his body was obscuring her view, slipping the pill into one of the glasses where it very quickly dissolved into the amber fluid without a trace, offering Lihn the clean glass and holding onto the other. “I would be a pretty big ass to leave you girls stranded on the road in weather like this and there are plenty of things out in these woods, a pack of wolves has been known to roam nearby and we have a few bears that wander into town from time to time.” Might as well frighten them a bit, there were wolves but most of the bears had been killed quite a while ago.

Then he grinned, looking at Lihn with a little curiosity shining in his eyes. “That isn't what I wanted to talk to you about though, I was just curious about why you seem so intent on serving your friend up to me on a silver platter... is this some sort of misguided need to thank me you girls feel or maybe a try to get the virgin laid at any cost set up?” The question was of course meant to take the attention of his interest in Lihn and maybe learn a little more about the girls if he could... if any were a virgin then he was probably getting Andy though even that one seemed like a long shot.

From the corner of his eye though he was watching the other two girls, seeing how they were handling what they had drank, he figured Andy was soon to being out, just Lex was the only thing keeping him from ruining Lihn for other guys... he was looking forward to wrecking her tiny asian cunt... to making her love him long time.

 

[darkest_fate]

"Aw, fuck, really? Hell, knowing our luck, we would've ran into the bears and they would've been out of fucking porridge," joked Linh, cracking another smile. She watched him pour the drinks, again considering picking up her own and downing it. Then again, none of the girls really wanted to get drunk. Andy had already slipped into slumber, and it wouldn't be a good idea for all of them to get all stupid. Peter might be friendly, but this was still a strange place, and the girls weren't quite that open-minded. Still, Linh smiled and took the offered drink, taking a slight sip of it.

"Aw, fuck, you noticed?" asked Linh, she winced then giggled. "It's just what friends do, y'know? She's got a thing for older guys, and, like, seriously, just before you came along we were talking about how we'd have given a guy a BJ to get the fuck outta the rain. But, yeah, sorry pal, no virgins in this bunch," she chuckled at the thought. Linh knew from firsthand experience that Lex had lost her cherry a while back. The Asian had popped hers shortly after making it into her teens. Heck, even Andy had taken a guy or two backstage; in fact, Linh was pretty sure that Andy got a little more action than the pretty Asian. It came down to taste, really. That and half the guys who flirted with Andy were hoping to double their pleasure. They'd have had better luck talking with Lex, or better yet, Linh.

"I know that's probably all fucked up for you country folk, but us rocker chicks get some action. It's like I said though, Lex is the one who's got a little crush on you," Linh shrugged, then smirked. "I think you remind Andy of her dad. Me," she shrugged again, "you're cool and all, but not really my type. Sorry. So, you know,' she gestured toward Lex, "hot bassist. 'sides, you don't want the drummer," she pointed at herself, "everyone knows drummers suck."

with a smile and a wink, Linh headed back to the living room. Lex shot her a look but took the offered drink, sipping lightly at it. The glasses she'd downed were already leaving Lex feeling light-headed, and she shared thoughts with Linh: they needed to be at least a little on her guard. Plus, Lex wanted to keep an eye on her friend, just in case.

 

[DomG]

The lack of virgins was a disappointment to Peter, he enjoyed breaking in untouched territory and found that there was nothing really sweeter then the screams of a virgin who was having her cherry popped. Still he had three gorgeous young women at his disposal and there was bound to be something new and painful that he could try out with the girls. Her comment about the country folk made his smile waver for a little bit, what did she think this was, did she really think that he was just some back woods hick who didn't know that girls enjoyed sex too? He might want to completely wreck a virgin but it wasn't something he was going to get to terribly hung up over. “A girl with daddy issues and a thing for older guys is into me, who am I to complain about that?” He asked with a small smirk, letting Linh know that he had heard what she had said and teasing a little back, he was going to be enjoying a buffet before long so why did it matter to him which one was into him.

He followed Linh back in, smiling at Lex as he entered now that he knew the lay of the ground and watching as she took a small sip from the glass that he had laced just for her, knowing that it wouldn't take too much to have the girl practically comatose. From experience he knew that he would be able to fuck her friend right on top of her without her being woken up by it.

Settling back into his seat he didn't even pretend to be watching the TV anymore, instead watching the girls with quite a bit of interest and soon seeing the signs that Lex wasn't going to be lasting much longer, Andy was out and it seemed that Linh might be less then sober but was really doing just fine. This seemed like a good a time as any for him to get what he wanted, even if Lex wasn't entirely out he knew that it was quite a bit past the point where she would be able to do anything and he was hard enough that it was actually painful for him... it was time for his house guests to start paying him back for the hospitality that he was giving her.

“Looks like your friend's are pretty much out of it.” He said slowly, not sounding the least bit disappointed about that face. “Too bad because I was really looking forward to having some fun with Lex and I don't care much for sleeping girls... its not much fun if they aren't struggling.” Slowly he climbed to his feet, starting to unbutton his shirt as he eyed Linh hungrily, like he was a starving dog and she was a choice cut of steak. “So how about you slip your skirt off and get that cute chinky ass over here for me, if I don't bust a nut in some tight cunt soon I swear I might loose my mind.”

No need to play so nice anymore, it was pretty much one on one and he intended to let her struggle against him, it would be more fun for him if she thought she could fight back against him.

 

[darkest_fate]

Linh laughed lightly as his comment. It just rang so true: what did he have to complain about? So what if he didn't get the full trio; having at least one of the hot Twin-Pixies should be more than enough for any guy. Linh was feeling a good deal better as she settled in, able to give her friend a wink and a nudge. Things were in motion, and they all should be good to just settle back and relax. Well, actually, it looked like Andy had already gotten to it. In the short time Linh and Peter had been talking, the pink-streaked twin had slumped over and fallen deep into slumber. For that matter, her sister looked halfway on the way herself.

A fact that was not lost on Lex. Her stomach burned with the alcohol, and she certainly felt light headed and sleepy. Like Andy, Lex was cold, wet, tired, and ready to curl up under blankets and drift off at any moment. However, she felt... worse than she thought she should. Her head clouded and the whole world just seemed a little fuzzier than she thought it should be. Despite her efforts, light seemed to be slipping from her vision. Lex felt her muscles relax, her body seeming to melt into the blanket about her. Probably just the booze, and the exhaustion. Yeah, that was it. Couldn't be anything else. Peter was a good guy, a sort of hot, older guy...

Linh, however, had noted Lex's slumping. The pretty Asian frowned as she watched her friend slide back. Sure, Lex had tossed back a few, and that shit was strong, but Lex wasn't the lightweight that Andy was. This looked, well, it almost looked like a girl who'd gotten a roofie. Linh had been on the receiving end of one herself, having barely dodged the experience thanks to the careful eye of another friend. she'd also seen it herself, and proceeded to kick the ass of the guy who'd done it. She was seriously considering that now, as she felt the anger creeping up. But like Lex, Linh didn't immediately want to jump to that conclusion. There was still a chance that...

Well, the talking foiled it. Linh turned to look up at Peter, hearing him talk about... struggling? Oh fuck, and rising up, his eyes raking Linh's body like he was some sort of soldier on shore leave. "Oh fuck no," spat the rocker, taking a step back, moving into a defensive crouch. "You sick fuck. Who the fuck do you think you're fucking with? You get so much as a foot within me you sick fucker and I'm shoving my fucking foot so up your dick that you'll be pissing blood through a tube, got it?" Linh moved to crouch defensively near her friends. Suddenly, she wished she hadn't shimmied out of her shirt, though at least she had on pretty well everything else. She was also wishing that she hadn't sipped the alcohol. Some liquor did her good, but she was pretty sure she'd tipped past that point.

Linh leaned over and shoved Andy hard, figuring that she'd be the easier twin to wake up. Andy did stir a bit, making noises and gesturing. The action mostly just shifted the blanket enough to show off Andy's bared torso, one tiny breast coming into the light. Linh spat curses, focusing her attentions solely on Peter for now. She'd kicked guys' asses before; she'd do it with this country mother fucker now. One hard kick between his legs and he'd be wishing he'd never seen them on the side of the road.

 

[DomG]

Of course Peter hadn't just expected Linh to start up the Me So Horny routine just because both her friends were out of it and she was being faced by a man who really wanted to fuck her until she was unable to walk. Her threat against him was amusing though, it was funny to see her thinking that she could do anything to him at all, she wasn't the first bitch with attitude that he had put in her place before... even if she had learned a kung-fu trick or two in her time it wouldn't make a difference in the least. She was facing down a man who had learned to fight only a few years after he had learned how to walk, first scrapping with his cousins and then not long after he had been kicking the asses of kids that he went to school with in order to make sure everyone knew how things worked, the O'Malley family ruled the town, ruled the county, and anyone who thought to stand up to him would only find themselves in a world of hurt.

Just like Lanh-Linh Pham was going to find herself in. With a smile on his face he watched her settle into whatever she thought might be a fighting stance, moving in to protect her friends as if they were in any sort of danger at all now that they were out like a light. “I'm planing on putting more then a foot within you...” He said with a nasty smirk, looking down suggestively to the large bulge in his pants. “In fact its just about thirteen inches the last time that I measured it.”

Her attempt to wake Andy up was little more then a joke really, the red head clearly not knowing how to hold her drink and all it really accomplished was revealing a perfectly shaped little tit to the already immensely aroused local as he slowly closed the distance between himself and Linh, shifting closer to her with small steps and ready for her attempt to lash out at him, given the size difference between them he would be able to reach her before she would be able to accurately lash out, and he figured that she was going to wait for him to lunge in blinded by lust before she attempted to make good on her threat... but he was ready for her.

As he advanced he continued to unbutton his shirt, knowing that he was drawing ever closer to the distance where she would be able to strike him. “Now why don't you be a good little slant eyed slut, cut the kung fu shit out, show me some of that five dollar sucky sucky, and maybe I won't hurt you too bad.” He was trying to piss her off, the racial comment there just to get her closer to the edge of snapping, she had been drinking and he wanted her nice and unbalanced when he made his move.

Pulling off his shirt he let if fall to the floor before making his move, stepping in towards her quickly and reaching for her with his left hand, trying to grab hold of sports bra while his right hand was ready for the kick to the groin she had threatened him with, knowing that if he only got ahold of her leg then she would be entirely defenseless and then his real fun could begin.

 

[darkest_fate]

Linh did not like the way Peter looked or carried himself. That was confidence, that was poise, that was "I can kick your scrawny chink ass without thinking twice." The look alone was bad enough, but Linh couldn't shake the feeling that it was all too true. Maybe if she'd been alone or armed, she could have fought him off. But Linh couldn't very well run for it, not with Lex slumped over on the floor and Andy stuck in dreamland.

"Ha, ha, you're a fucking riot," spat Linh at his comment, her anger again flaring, despite the worries that had just been plaguing her. Thirteen inches?!? Holy, fucking shit! We knew it was big, but, damn, I didn't even know they grew that big! The thoughts fluttered through Linh's mind and she dropped her eyes to the growing bulge. Something told her that she was about to feel just what thirteen inches of dick felt like, which terrified her to her core. Hell, her torso was only a couple of feet long; this would feel like having half her body filled with cock.

"Oh, I'm fucking sorry, is the angry hillbilly all pissed and shit? Fuck you," spat Linh. Peter's words were definitely working; Linh could feel the angry heat building within her. Her eyes flicked to Andy again, and she gave her bandmate another quick shove with her foot, hissing. Andy flopped onto the ground then, seeming to startle for a moment. Hope fluttered in Linh's chest as she saw Andy's eyes move, but all the little redhead did was reach for a blanket to cover up her bared chest. Linh knew that if she really put effort, she could probably wake Andy up, but there was just no way she could do that and fight off Peter. Besides, Linh wasn't sure that Andy wouldn't be all that much help in a fight.

"What's the matter--oh fuck no," the last she spat as he reached, moving to grab at her bra. One hand went up, nails out to dig into the flesh of his wrist, while her leg shot up, aimed right for where she had been regularly threatening to go. Linh half expected him to expect that, so she was really counting on her nails to do some damage to his wrist. Sometimes guys like this were pussies at heart: do a little damage and they started whining.

Though again, Linh didn't think she'd be so lucky.

 

[DomG]

It was cute that Linh still seemed to think that she could do anything to prevent what was going to happen to her. The attempt to wake up Andy had failed miserably and the flickering eyes was the only thing that had resulted from the try, but the red head just rolled over and pulled the blanket back up over herself. It was unfortunate that his view was ruined but it didn't bother Peter all that much, it was a distraction that he really didn't need at the moment, not when he was about to put Linh in her place... on her knees before him.

Just as his fingers gripped the elastic of her bra, ready to pull it down and expose her wonderful little tits to his view her hand gripped hold of his wrist and the nails of the hand dug into his flesh. The pain made him snarl a bit, but really wasn't going to be nearly enough to make him let go of the grip that he had. Instead he just slapped aside the leg that she tried to bring up into his crotch before quickly shooting up to clamp around her throat, not wanting to choke her into unconsciousness but intending to get control of her... it was much harder to put up a fight with a hand clamped around your throat.

“Oh you will be fucking me very soon.” He promised her with a smirk on his face, lifting her off the ground with the grip that he had on her throat, pulling down the sports bra with a rough jerk of his wrist. For a moment he felt the elastic material hold, straining against his strength before it snapped, the elastic giving out and then the fabric tearing as he ripped the bra away from her chest, her nails digging into his skin little more then an irritant that didn't stop him for even a moment.

Still grinning he squeezed a little harder on her throat for just a moment, enjoying the look in her eyes, fear and anger there. “Don't worry your pretty little Chink head though...” He mocked her, twisting his wrist free of her grip and slapping her breasts to teach her a lesson. “You see my family knows how to handle uppity little bitches, my father passed down the lessons that his father taught him... you and the twins are going to be my pretty little fuck toys, kept barefoot, pregnant, and full of my cum, just like every little whore dreams.”

Of course she wouldn't like that thought much right now but he knew she wouldn't be able to fight him and resist forever, she was going to end up being an obedient little slut before too long. Chuckling at the thought he turned and pushed her back towards the couch, releasing his hold of her and standing over the twins she had tried to protect. “Now will you be a good girl and work to make me a happy man... or will I just wake up Andy there and have my fun with her?”

 

[darkest_fate]

As Linh expected, he'd caught her leg. Oh, she'd hoped to land a shot on his groin; one good blow to his thirteen inches and he'd be down, down, and where Linh would repeat her action till he didn't plan on using that for much of anything. No, the Vietnamese girl had anticipated that. What she hadn't counted on was his being able to resist her nails as they dug into his skin. She gripped hard and fast, enough that she was certain she could feel his skin breaking. But he seemed perfectly okay with bleeding down his wrist, almost seeming to laugh it off. Soon, Linh felt a hand around her neck.

That almost made her laugh. Choking, really? On a girl that clearly spent some time with collars? She'd done some breathplay for entertainment with a lover or two, and nearly every musician had breath control, even a drummer like Linh. He would have had a lot more success going for one of her many piercings. That would have frozen Linh on the spot. She'd accidentally torn out an earring once, and that had hurt like hell. She didn't want to think what it would feel like to have the ring set in her stomach torn, or about her nose, or...

As the bra ripped, the two impressive breasts bounded free. They weren't comically large, but considering that they were on a slim Asian girl, they looked downright huge. Each filled Peter's hand as he gripped, and likely the bra they'd been pushing at had been bordering on "C." They looked almost too perfect too: twin mounds of perfectly perky flesh, the same pale coloring as the rest of the punk's skin. Each had a small barbell shot through the nipple as well, keeping the slightly tanned nubs at full erection for the viewing. The sports bra had done wonders at hiding that particular piercing, though given the collection adorning Linh's body, it wasn't surprising. She didn't even want to think about what his reaction would be to the small ring about her clit. Part of Linh felt that if he found that, it was Game Over.

"Wow, so fucking advanced!" retorted Linh. She'd barely even flinched when he'd slapped her breasts. Yeah, it had hurt, but she'd done worse to herself when she really got into drumming. "No fucking wonder you don't have a fucking girl of your very own, thoughts like that," though her eyes flicked momentarily to the twins. He certainly seemed to have them in a spot; two of them down, essentially drugged, the last one feeling his hand every time she swallowed.

Just as Linh was about to lash out and attempt to claw again, he moved and pushed, shoving her down into the couch. The Asian fell hard, her long mane of hair splashing over her bared body, hiding her slim form in a curtain of alternating green and black. Linh looked through the curtain with blazing eyes, the promise of pain lighting her. Given the piercings, she looked capable of following through with it. The expression didn't even dim as Peter approached the twins.

"Yeah, because that's gonna fucking happen," snapped Linh. She sat up a little, struggling against the couch to get into a decent position. "Weren't you just going on about how you fucking want the girl to struggle, asshole? And yeah, just bend over Andy and try to fuck with her. I'll just sit here and be real fucking quiet."

With that, Linh lashed out with her leg again, hoping to catch him off guard. If he pulled her in close, she had her nails at the ready. They weren't there just for looks; Linh knew how to scratch and claw if it came to it. He just had to pull her close enough, and she could go straight for his fucking eyes. See him get all touchy when he couldn't see.

 

[DomG]

As he choked her Peter noticed a lack of effect, normally a hand around the throat would really make a girl docile and slapping her tits had hardly made her flinch, it seemed that the girl had a little more to her then most but that wasn't going to bother him too much, the piercings revealed by the removal of her bra were a glaring weakness that just begged to be pulled out if she fought to much, the only downside being that it would mar the otherwise perfect globes. Perhaps the belly ring instead if she proved too much of a pain in the ass for him, or even one of the ones in her ear... something that could be easily hidden by her hair. The thought of her screaming in pain only made him harder as she landed on the couch, her hair obscuring what he had been admiring. If she thought there was anything she could do now to get out of what was coming then she was completely delusional, he held all the cards.

The threat to the twins was just a bluff at this point, why should he change his plans when he was getting just what he wanted while his next victims slept so close by. Still he grinned at her comment about how he should just bend over Andy, not the least bit interested in doing that. “If I were to shove my cock up her ass then you know she would start struggling pretty quickly.” Lex might be out like a rock and would really only be waking up when the drug wore off but Andy was just pass out drunk, he would be able to wake her up without too much difficulty at all. The comment was meant to goad her into action though and it seemed that it succeeded, just as he finished with the threat she threw herself at him with renewed aggression, before she had been on the defense but now with her friends in more direct danger she was trying to fight back all the harder.

The stinging of his wrist though from her nails had him weary about her willingness to use them, this little bitch knew how to scrap and needed to be put in her place. Her struggling would only amuse him though, it was always a disappointment when the girls broke down to quickly, it was much more fun to have them while they still hated him, thinking that they might be able to escape or perhaps just fight him until he lost interest in them.

With her hands raised it was pretty clear that she was doing for his eyes, Peter was able to grab her wrists without too much difficulty, squeezing them as he pulled her in closer and lifted his knee up into her stomach, if this bitch wanted to fight then he would be happy to show her just how nasty he could be, no matter how vicious she was he knew she wouldn't be able to fight him. If he had to be rougher to put her in his place then he would just give her what was needed, bringing his knee into her stomach once more for good measure before wrapping both her wrists in a single hand, listing them over her head while his now free right hand reached down to pinch her navel piercing between two fingers.

A sharp tug on the piercing, just to get the message across to her. He was in complete control now, if she wanted to keep attempting to hurt him then he would be more then happy to hurt her quite a bit. “Fucking bitch...” He snarled at her, enjoying himself immensely but looking forward to the main event now, this had been some fun foreplay but he needed to get his cock in something soon. “Now in a moment I am going to let go of your hands and you are going to slip off your skirt and any panties that you might have remembered to wear today... if I think for even a moment that you are going to try anything smart then you are going to be missing a piercing, I trust that I am being clear.”

Slowly, fulling expecting her to lash out again he released her wrists, weary of any attempt to fight as he tugged again on the piercing, making sure she knew he was holding on tight.

 

[darkest_fate]

Yeah, Andy would probably wake up if he started fucking her ass. For all Linh knew, that was one area of the girl that was perfectly cherry. The only thing she knew for absolute certainty was that all three girls had given blowjobs before; though she was almost positive that none of them were cherry. Her own ass had never seen a cock: she thought her pussy was tight enough, and she had no desire to shit cum for a week or more. Guys generally didn't complain, and if they did, there was always another waiting in the wings.

The Vietnamese was on the country boy in an instant, however. Her legs flailed toward his crotch, though he seemed almost too prepared for that. Linh was hoping mostly to distract with that at this point, instead hoping to aim her hands at him. What she hadn't expected was for him to use both hands to seize her wrists. She hissed as she felt him pulling her upright. The height advantage suddenly came into play: Linh was fairly tall for her race and build, but again, hardly a giant, definitely not up to this guy. Worse, this exposed Linh's torso, which Peter took advantage of. The first blow to her stomach earned a hurk, and the girl bent over slightly, half in reflex, half to try and protect what she had. The hands pulled her up though, forcing her nearly to bend backward. Linh tried to rebound, to either headbutt him or jerk her knee up, but he's already moved for a second. It took all the girl had not to start vomiting; the guy definitely wasn't holding back. Worse, she felt her muscles grow weak for a second. A second was all it took for him to wrap her wrists in one hand and jerk her upright, her bared navel suddenly quite open. Linh hissed as she realized he took the navel ring in his hand, pulling it taut. She arched her body to go with it, wanting to relieve as much tension as she could. He let out another promise: fight, and he'd tug the piercing right off Linh's body. The Asian's mind whirled. He just had her navel piercing, not, thankfully, one of the barbells or the stud in her tongue (though both would be decidedly harder to grab). She could lose her navel piercing with only a moderate amount of blood. It would hurt like hell, and likely leave her bleeding from the belly button, but it was an option. Losing a nipple? Her tongue? Her clit? Game Over.

It was just as much a Game Over if her panties hit the floor. Linh really didn't have a choice. Bracing herself for the intense pain she knew would come, Linh let him release her wrists. She drew her hands close to the waistband of her skirt, feigning as though she would simply shimmy out of it, per his request. She waited only a heartbeat, however, before lunging. Her hands didn't go for his eyes this time, however, but dove between his legs. If she could sink her claws into his crotch, grab onto that thirteen incher he was so proud of (and what a target) then she could at least regain some control. Hell, if Linh were fast enough, she might even be able to do it before he ripped the piercing from her belly. At least she was completely ready for that pain, braced as she could be.

 

[DomG]

Peter enjoyed the way she had thrashed around for a moment as though she thought she would be able to hit him before he had struck her again, seeing from the look in her eyes that the fight was mostly out of her with a single blow and figuring that he had this little struggle all wrapped up. Of course he wasn't just going to let his guard down completely, even as she reached to start removing her skirt he remained on guard...

It was the hesitation that gave her away to him. If he had thought that it was only nerves, that she was trying to catch a breath or hold back tears then Peter might have been too slow... but Linh was too tough for that kind of bullshit. As it was she nearly caught him, her fingers managing to graze over his jeans before he reacted. Thank God for thick denim, the only think that was likely going to keep his cock from a maiming if this bitch wasn't put in her place nice and quick. He couldn't just expect her do do as she was told, even if he beat the shit out of her he suspected she would still try to hurt him.

Instead of puling out the piercing like he had threatened too, even knowing that a threat that wasn't made good on would only lesson any fear that she might have for him, Peter quickly lashed out with his hand, raising it up to backhand the little cunt across the face and knock her again from him, getting himself out of the immediate danger and making her stumble to the ground.

“You just won't learn will you?” He grunted, angry now, it had gotten person when she had tried to claw at his cock, pouncing on her right away and grabbing hold of her, pushing her face town towards the ground with a hand on the back of her neck and the other hand reaching up under her skirt, seeking out her panties and the moment he had a grip on the fabric he started to tug it down, the fight was essentially over from his point of view. She could struggle and fight him all she wanted but now on the ground his greater size made it essentially futile, he was to heavy for her to throw him off, and without being able to see him very well it wouldn't be easy for her to lash out accurately. “I was going to enjoy just pumping your cunt until you went limp and I filled you full of my cum... but maybe I should start with your ass, only an obedient whore deserves to have her cunt filled.”

 

[darkest_fate]

Linh felt her fingers trace the denim and hope flared again in her chest. No sooner had she touched him, however, when he moved. The girl had been prepared for pain in her stomach, for a new bleeding wound to be torn on her belly. She had not expected his hand to whirl up instead. The backhand caught Linh harder than any other blow Peter had managed. It spun the drummer almost completely around, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. The fall knocked the air further from the already battered girl.

The words fell upon her, their attempt to batter her further only causing further anger. Linh was too stunned to move right away, which made it easy for him to push her face down, her nose nearly touching the dirty floor. Her rear went up slightly, the skirt sliding a bit to show the tops of her thighs. A pair of neon green tanga panties, the triangles covering rear and sex with a broad band of darker green elastic about, provided little protection and less resistance. Linh hissed as she felt them tugging low, baring her private area. her sex looked snug, the flesh of it nearly the same color as the rest of her. No hair adorned her pubic region, however; the drummer had clearly dealt with it. In point of fact, she shaved it with a straight razor rather regularly, and had done show only a few hours ago. Her ass looked incredibly tight as well. The fit body meant firm cheeks, an the tiny rosebud looked almost darling nestled in the valley.

"Yeah, you would be an ass-fucker," spat Linh. She still struggled, pushing up against him. Anger flared as she realized that he had the complete upper hand. worse, he had her body on display. He'd see the tattoo along her lower back, that band marker. He'd probably already noticed the shaved pussy. Wouldn't be long till he found the ring through Linh's clit, and as the Asian knew too well, that meant Game Over. whenever anyone found that, Linh turned to putty. That had been the point of getting it; just flicking it a few times sent pleasure cascading through Linh. It was, in short, a major turn on, and the last thing she needed was to get aroused with this jackass atop her.