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Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

With the new control that Peter had over her he knew that it wouldn't be long before he was balls deep within her, knowing that she would be screaming in pain and struggling to crawl away from him but utterly helpless to stop him as he ravaged her. He wanted to humiliate her now, he wanted to have her screaming and begging him to stop... hell he wasn't even opposed to making her body quake with pleasure just so she would know that he had complete control over the situation. She might hate him, he might cause her intense pain, but he would also make her see stars and soak the floor with her cum.

He didn't bother at all with her skirt, in fact he liked the way that it looked on her and how he could fuck her while she still wore it, pushed up it fit around her hips nicely and provided a perfect frame for her ass as he tugged down her panties, pulling them completely free of her without much difficulty at all and with a sadistic little chuckle he tossed them over to where Lex slept, amused as they fell over her face, the girl who had wanted to fuck him being used as nothing more then a living clothes rack as he prepared to rape her friend.

“Oh I am going to use your whole body.” He told her with a smile, pressing her thighs open so he could get a better look at her body, pleased to find that she was already smooth shaven and a little bit surprised when he saw the small ring at the top of her cunt, a little clit ring. Of course it was too tempting a target for him to pass out and with a single extended finger Peter flicked the ring a few times, enjoying the sight of it swinging slowly with each flick... curious about if he could find a small bell to attach to the ring just so he could hear her each and every step. “And if you ever realy piss me off, if you ever cease to amuse me then I will rip away that delicate little bud and turn you over to my cousins strip club... a pretty little slant eyed slut like you will probably be snatched right up and the men there aren't all that gentle when they find a new play thing.”

He might find it humiliating to force her body to react but he knew that sort of threat would keep her in line, and of course the patrons of the club would care little for her needs. “Now for the rest of the night I want to hear some more of that Me So Horny talk, your my filthy little chink whore and you can either act like it or I hurt you in ways that you won't be able to imagine.”
 
The panties slid off. Linh watched them fly through the air, wincing as they landed on Lex's face. She never would have wished that on her friend, and she had to fight the urge to try and reach over to remove them. Something told her that fucking Peter wouldn't be too pleased by that particular situation. And for the time being, Peter was very much in control. He had Linh all but naked, bent over, with his larger body pressing her down into the floor. Linh fought as he pushed open her thighs, but they still opened, still bared things. Sure enough, he found the ring, and his finger flicked it. Linh bit her lips hard, clenched her fists, but still she couldn't completely smother the moan that rose up from deep within her, rumbling about in her throat. The little nub was just too sensitive, especially if he tugged or pulled at the ring, which jerked Linh's little button in ways that defied nature.

But as Linh expected: it was game over. He threatened to rip away that ring, and Linh knew that would be damage she couldn't bear. The loss of her clit would be far too much; to never have pleasure from sex again? No fucking way. Which meant that Linh had to at least play along; she'd lost this round. Stripping was one thing; Linh was pretty sure she'd actually do well at that, though it was totally a waste of her talents, but no way would she do the other. just rolling over and playing good for this guy wasn't in her either. No, Linh intended to fight him every step of the way, for as long and as hard as she could.

"Fuck you, fucker," she spat, looking over her shoulder and glaring at him. She struggled too, again trying to kick him. "What are you gonna do, kick me again? Big guy fucking with a girl. Yeah, you're real impressive."
 
He almost missed the moan she made when he flicked that tiny little ring, so engrossed in the fun that he was having with her body that he hadn't entirely been paying close attention to the noises she made... he had to wonder if he imagined it but Peter was curious and he was going to find out if the little slut enjoyed him playing with her pierced clitty. With the smile of a sadist he pinched her clit between two fingers, holding for a moment before he let his fingers slip slightly and got a good hold of the ring, giving it a slight little tug until he felt that the flesh would go no further... at least not without seriously hurting her, and he held it there, shifting it slightly and even twisting just a bit to tease her, there was a hint of moisture building up, he could feel it but he was going to need more then just that hint if he was going to fuck her hard... a big cock needed plenty of lubrication to make everything work.

Her refusal to play along with what he wanted though was really starting to piss him off and after a sharp little tug to the ring, as though preparing to rip it from her flesh, he released the ring and started to unzip his jeans, pulling his hard cock loose and making sure she was able to get a good long look at it. “Come on now, what was it I heard you say earlier?” He stopped to think for a moment, running his hand back and forth over his cock, the head of it swollen and nearly purple with a steady trickle of clear fluid leaking from it. “Me no want big cock in tiny Asian pussy...” He sneered at her as he said that, mocking her with the most over done American take on an Asian accent that he could cook up.

Shifting a little bit he moved around so that he could press his cock against her ass, his hand guiding himself into position before pulling her cheeks apart and pressing just enough to let her know that he was ready to fuck her ass. “Now here is what is going to happen you little fucking cunt, you can either give me a taste of that Far East Accent or else I can just shove my big cock up into your tight asian ass... it will hurt like hell and there is a good chance that I will leave you bleeding... and if your screams happen to wake up little Andy over there then I will make her eat my cum from that abused hole.” He pressed his hips forward a little, feeling the head of his cock pressing against her and just barely starting to open her up... just a good push and he could probably get a few inches inside of her. “So give me what I want and I will spare you that pain... for tonight at least.”
 
Damn that fucking clit ring. The pinching didn't help; Linh wasn't a masochist but she clearly had quite the sensitive clit. She was the girl you heard stories about, the one who could cum from traveling down a rough road on a bus with bad shocks, the one who had to watch out for massage chairs. That had only gotten worse with the ring, which had practically been put there as a handle for various lovers to latch onto. Even now, when Linh felt nothing but disgust, her body reacted. Pure pleasure poured from her clit, seeping throughout her body. He pulled her clit taut, and Linh groaned at the stretched sensation. she had to take several hard, sucking breaths, her head lowering. Pain and pleasure were starting to mix in equal amounts now, and she was seriously worried. Thankfully, the girl had immense bodily control. she bit her lip, swallowed, and pushed down the sensations.

That became hard as terror pooled within. that tug became insistent, and for a second, Linh thought she'd gone a step too far. She clenched her eyes shut, feeling the unwanted tears well within them. It hurt, and she was afraid that it was about to hurt worse than anything that she'd ever experienced. It took all Linh had not to whimper at the sensation. Instead, she found the sensations shifting at the sound of a zipper. Linh practically relaxed: getting fucked was actually better than having her clit ripped from her body. Damn, there was a comparison she'd hoped never to make in her entire life.

The girl twisted, forcing open her still watery eyes to look at his head. Throbbing, purple, it appeared even more huge now that it bounded free and close. At full staff, it seemed to crawl halfway up Linh's body. She had little doubt that he'd be hammering at her cervix if he sheathed himself within. In her ass, she'd probably feel him pressing against her stomach; hell, that was bound to happen anyway. this latter was apparently the plan, as Linh felt the cockhead push against her tight hole. Every muscle clenched tight, the lean girl becoming tighter still. Yet the insistent cock pushed, and Linh felt her muscles giving way to an unmoving hardness. It felt tremendous, like nothing Linh had felt before. Her eyes flicked to Andy. Bastard would threaten her friend instead of going for her; he knew that wasn't going to accomplish much. Well, he'd just said he wanted the goddamn accent. After years of hearing it, Linh could do it nearly flawlessly.

"Hmm, white man have big cock, yes?" she said, throwing on an accent racist enough to make a forties' cartoon blush. "Must get lots use. Lotta sheep round here, yes, yes? Big man with big cock fuck sheep long time, me bet."

It took all she had not to smirk as she looked up at him, blinking her eyes wide, as though she were the picture of sheer innocence.
 
This time he knew that he heard her groaning in pleasure. It seemed that the little asian on her hands and knees before him was unable to do anything more then moan in pleasure as he teased her clit. He would keep that in mind of course, it would be quite useful when he was working to humiliate her, to breaking her of her will and reminding her that her proper place was servicing him in any way that he desired. He might be perfectly capable of hurting her just for his own amusement and sadistic pleasure but he was also going to show her that he could get her off like no one else and big cock that she had expressed a little bit of nervousness about earlier in the night would become the complete and toal focus of her desires.

It seemed though, at least for a few moments, that his threats and her fear that he might just carry though with it made her comply, the accent spot on what he had wanted to hear from her but her words left quite a bit to be desired. Well proper behavior could be learned later... Peter shifted his hips forward for another moment longer just to let her think that he was about to break her ass wide open before pulling back, placing his cock against her tight and now rather juicy cunt, pressing her face down further with the hand on the back of her neck as he slowly thrust forward. “There aren't too many sheep around here but there are three breeding cows that found their way into my home.” He responded as the head of his cock slowly slipped into her.

He took his time as he entered her, wanting her to feel each and every inch as he worked his way into her. She was so tight around him, maybe not a virgin but close enough to being one for his tastes, he wasn't even half way in yet and he was sure that he was hitting places that she had never been touched before, knowing that she was being stretched out like nothing else had ever done before. “This white cock is going to have you screaming for more before too long... and when I am done with you I think the twins will make a fitting main course.. and you are going to tell me just what I need to know to break the both of them in.”
 
Linh felt like she'd won a victory, if a minor one. She was definitely the type to skirt around what he really wanted. Let him know what she really fucking thought of him. The victory was fleeting, however. For soon the hand pressed her down further, moved her hips up. Linh felt the cock tracing along her nether lips, which seemed to part momentarily for him. The girl was tight, her slit as tiny as one would expect, given her slim build. In truth, Linh's sex had seen action. She'd fucked at least a handful of guys before, and at least two girls, one of whom had talked Linh into trying fisting. Her sex might be tight, it might be small, but its elasticity had been proven before.

And it stretched now. Linh bit back a hissing noise that was probably another fuck, her eyes pinching shut. She could feel that cock spearing her, pushing aside tight walls. Her sex stretched to receive him, parting wide. Immediately the tight, soft flesh contorted around the hard cock. The pussy moved and shaped to fit the invader, stretching and meeting him. It flexed and jerked, the girl proving to be remarkably flexible. Still, the fit was snug, the pussy clinging as tight to the cock as a second skin, tighter even than some condoms. Linh worked her abdomen muscles, trying to expel him as best she could. All the tiny Vietnamese managed was to massage the thick thing within her. That and her hard abs rippled with the effort. It already felt as though his cock slid into Linh's stomach, and she didn't think he'd even managed half of it yet.

As for screaming, Linh was seriously starting to believe that. It already took a massive effort to swallow noises and he'd just started sinking his cock in. Hell, he'd opted for her sex too, which was definitely the hole that had seen the most action, well, most after her mouth, which got more than its fair share too. The girl panted hard as she felt that fullness. Little harsh breaths left her as if she were practicing to deliver a baby. It almost felt like that; the large cock stretching the tight hole. Linh pushed slightly against the floor, her hands curling. Her toes had curled up in her striped socks as well, the sensation of entry causing contractions all throughout her body. Linh couldn't help but grow tense, and grow tenser yet as she felt the inevitable slide inward.

Still, the Asian resisted. She would not give in, would not scream. She sure as hell wasn't going to tell him "just what he needed to know to break the both of them in." Fuck him and fuck his stupid fucking backcountry house. Linh would have spoken those thoughts if she wasn't afraid of getting her clit threatened again. She had to play nice, even if he was stretching her fucking pussy like she was a virgin on prom night.
 
This was fantastic, his little cock sleeve might be keeping herself quiet but Peter wasn't bothering to even try and silence the sounds of the pleasure he was feeling. Half way into her cunt and he was already breathing heavily, she was tighter then a fist around him and yet she was stretching to hold him without too much difficulty. She had the best cunt that he could remember experiencing in quite some time and that was saying quite a lot given the amount of fun that he had with the girls that he ended up bringing to the strip club once he was done prepping them for what was expected. The thought of just tossing her aside suddenly seemed rather alien to him, it was true that she needed to be a little more responsive to him but that was something Peter knew how to deal with.

Right around the point that half his cock had entered her Peter paused for a moment, looking down at the way her body was stretching to accept the penetration, it was almost obscene. “Feel that?” He asked with a chuckle against her ear, bending his body over hers so that she could feel her pressed against her back. “Half of the biggest cock that you have ever seen is not buried in you.” Of course it wasn't just enough to be stretching her out and feeling her wrapped around him like nothing else, her body gripping each and every curve and contour, he could practically feel her pulse.

Of course he was having fun with her, slowly just pushing in and watching her try to keep quiet, feeling her body clench tighter around him as she tried to push him out but only managing to massage him pleasantly... but he wanted to hear her, wanted her to hear herself. And so he reached around her, releasing her neck and gripping her breasts with that hand, holding and massaging the firm flesh while his other hand moved down to play with her clit ring, tugging, twisting, and flicking it as he paid attention to what got the biggest reaction from her, how hard he would need to pull to get her to moan loudly, which direction to flick it from in order to make her spasm around his cock a little more.... all of it was cataloged carefully.

He didn't limit himself just to playing with her clit ring though, slowly he began to pull back until only the head of his cock was still within her before he thrust forward, pressing nearly ten inches of meat up into her with a single hard thrust when he felt an obstruction at the head of his cock, knowing from experience that it was the entrance of her womb, the deepest part that most men could ever possibly reach... but Peter was not going to be denied for for long, he was looking forward to pumping his seed directly int her womb. So he pulled back again, repeating the motion with just the head of his cock within her, a moments cause, and then a powerful thrust forward... pushing harder into her each and every time his hips pressed forward, he intended to ruin Linh for anyone else who followed, he was working to destroy her, to making her scream and moan, fucking her harder with each thrust even as he continued to play with the piercings he could reach.
 
Though Linh couldn't see it, she could certainly feel half the biggest cock she'd ever seen lodged within her body. The words only confirmed the feeling, the sensation. It also confirmed Linh's dread: half of him was inside her, half of him was stretching out her tight little pussy, half of him already felt fuller than Linh had felt in ages. It spread and pushed against every contour of Linh, and she could feel every contour of it. Her sex gripped the shaft so tight that she could nearly feel his veins, feel his pulse. Linh had no doubt that she'd feel his orgasm coming almost at the same time Peter did, which was one more thought that she certainly didn't need.

But being his little cock sheath apparently wasn't enough. Linh had thought that would be all she had to do: grin and bear it. But she felt his hand curling about her front, seeking the playthings she'd so thoughtfully attached to her body. he'd flick, he'd tug, and Linh couldn't help but jerk. Even if she could fully hide her more conscious feelings and sensations, she couldn't stop the unconscious ones. Linh couldn't stop her sex from quaking as he twisted her clit ring. She couldn't stop the little bit of moisture that dribbled when he pulled. She couldn't stop the surge of warmth that spread pleasure throughout her lean frame. Peter had figured out how to play with the thing almost as quick as Linh herself had, much to the Vietnamese's frustrations. She felt like spitting curses at him, like sarcastically berating him. Good job, fucker, you figured that the ring at her pussy was the way to get her hot and bothered. Want a fucking medal?

By now Linh was breathing hard, panting fierce enough to be audible. She couldn't completely suppress grunts as he slammed into her, and she let out something like a moan as she felt his cock slide all the way within her. For a moment, she thought she'd feel his hips upon her ass, but instead, something seemed to stop short. Linh could feel him battering within her, pushing along her innards. Fuck, he had to be ramming against her cervix. Fucking fucker's big fucking dick had shoved all the way through Linh's tiny pussy. She hissed at the next thrust, feeling him batter against her. Linh might not know how many inches he had, but she could feel a club of meet skewering her tight sex.

"Ah, fuck!" the girl finally spat as his cock rammed into her. She trembled, her body rippling, her back pushing slightly. Linh couldn't help it; she already felt so damn full with the ten inches inside her sex. And her barriers wouldn't hold much longer. Worse, he kept tugging and pulling at her love button, each time telling her body to become more and more turned on. It was like priming an engine, only he kept pouring more and more gas. Linh slapped her hand against the floor, then tried to brace as best she could. he was obviously going to ram regardless of what she did, so she need to try. Still, she couldn't hold back all the moans as he hammered her sex, as he toyed with her most pleasurable spot. Linh tried biting her lip, hoping to drown the pleasure in pain, or at least stifle the moans, but all that did was make the noise a throaty one, as a moan that seemed to shake the lean girl ripped through her.
 
Playing with the little clit ring was quite a bit of fun for Peter, he was quickly learning what stimulus got the best response form her and before long her moistened cunt was starting to grow soaked, easing his thrusts with each and every little tug. No longer could she hold back and hide her reactions to his ministrations, the way her body was moving and bracing for the inevitable, moaning in a way that seemed to send her entire body shuddering. She might hate him right then, loath him and want him dead but there was nothing at all she could do to keep her body from responding to him, even though he had just kicked the crap out of her he was still going to have her screaming in pleasure before too long.

His own body wasn't entirely under his control either though, as he fucked her he wanted more, those last few inches that weren't deep inside of her vexed him, he wanted his hips to be pressing against her ass... the longer it took him to get what he wanted the harder he started to fuck her, faster and faster he moved, trying to drive just a little deeper into her. “You really have a great little pussy.” He growled to her, to focused on how he was thrusting into her for any soft mocking whisper, his teeth grazing over her ear. “I think I might just attach a small chain to the ring through your clit, put the other two on leashes... if you behave yourself then I will treat you well, let you keep the twins in line when I'm not busy with them.”

He doubted she would agree to his offer right now, a chance for her to act as his bottom bitch but right now she wasn't in the right place yet, she was going to be broken though, he was going to completely ruin her and use what was left to keep the others in line... why not have a little fun with her?

“Just tell me how to break the twins, well me what they get off on, and I will treat you well.” The words barely out of his mouth before one last rough thrust finally achieved what he wanted, a moments resistance and then his hips were smacking into her ass, his cock completely buried within her and pressed against the back of her womb.
 
The squelching, squshing wet sounds would have given away Linh's arousal even had the girl not been able to feel it herself. She'd never been a squirter or a particularly wet girl during sex, but, like all of her sex, she produced the necessary lubrication. the heat grew as well, spreading throughout Linh's limbs. Soon enough, little beads of sweat would start to form upon the Asian's skin. Little drops of water pushed to try and help against that incessant rising heat. It drizzled down her perky breasts, clinging to the erect, pierced nipples before falling to the floor. It caught the long hair, forcing it to cling to the bucking body. It slid down, adding yet more lubrication to the deep, hard thrusts that quaked the lean body.

Faster, harder, and Linh shook and vibrated with each thrust. She could feel her last interior wall quaking, battered against the hard cock that would not cease. The girl's lips curled ever more into her mouth to suppress the noises the hammering caused. Again, Linh could not hold back the throaty moans, and at least once, her lips slid from her mouths to let out a hoarse sigh. Words fell down upon her, insisting that he would add to her jewelry. The Vietnamese wanted nothing so much as to turn and spit in his face. Her head swiveled slightly and her eyes burned. Yet she knew better. Already his cock hammered harshly against her interior; what would he do if she angered him further.

Still, Linh resisted. Even as she felt her interior wall weakening, as she heard the promise of good treatment in exchange for information. Linh felt that last barrier fell, and she let out a cadence of "oh shit"'s as the cock slid all the way into her. Linh felt it all. She felt the head entering so deep that surely he must be fucking her womb. she felt the hips slam against her tight asscheeks, rebounding and jiggling her entire body. She felt the contours of the thick cock through the walls of her sex. She felt the wetness seeping from her body, anointing the unwanted invader and furthering her arousal. She felt the heat. She felt the pain. She felt the pleasure. Linh trembled and shook, biting down harder, tasting her blood. She had never, never been fucked like this before, and the sensations were nearly overwhelming, threatening to blow away her senses completely. Yet somehow, the girl held on, almost literally gripping the floor with curled hands. Toes curled, body stiffened, sex rippled, but the girl still managed to resist.
 
The look she gave him, the pure spite in her eyes only made Peter grin back at her, clearly enjoying every moment of what was occurring. He had seen that look from plenty of others in the past, he knew that it never lasted very long. At first they all hated him like nothing else, they would try to find some ways to fight against the control that he had over them, first openly and then in subtle ways. Before long they came to accept their new role in life, knowing they couldn't do anything to change it and that fighting would only end up getting them into further trouble with the man who now was holding the leash...

But eventually came the part that Peter loved most, the girls would move beyond just simple acceptance, they would learn to crave his attention, to want to make him happy, knowing they would be treated far better so long as they strove to make him happy... of course once they reached that point he usually sold them off to the strip club and would find someone else to let the process start all over again. Linh might hate him right now but her body was responding to what he did to her with a practically deluge of her juices, he was able to see it pooling beneath her and tried to shift a little so that more of her hair would run through it, using her as little more then a mop that he could fuck. He was nearing the end of his enjoyment though, before long he would cum and fill her fertile womb with his seed... but he wanted to make sure that he got the point across before that happened.

“Keep looking at me like that and you will end up in a world of trouble.” He warned her as he tugged at her clit ring a little harder, having figured out that the rougher stimulation seemed to get her off even more. “I can offer you what you wouldn't be able to have on your own, you seem like the sort that would get off on being in control, on lording over the others... you can't deny that you have lusted after those red haired nymphs before. Just give me what I want, tell me whatever you can and I will let you have them whenever you want, however you want.” It was something of a shot in the dark, his own perverse ideas running wild as he continued to fuck her, the steady rhythm slowly dissolving as his lust became more and more overwhelming... he would no be denied, he was going to make this little slut scream in pleasure and leave her broken on the floor, unable to move or fight back...
 
Linh's body swam with the sensations. She hated the man who took her, wanted nothing so much as to snap off the cock that skewered her thin form and shred it into pieces. Yet even she couldn't deny the man's skill at working her body. He kept playing Linh like a master violinist plays the violin. Fingers danced upon her aching flesh; she felt him again tug the ring and again a sharp pain/pleasure bolt shot through her body. Linh was at least thankful that she had already stopped glaring at him. Despite her mental want, the Vietnamese knew that she couldn't persist in glares and turning. Her entire focus had turned inward, her attempts to deny her body's outward signs becoming an increasingly harder battle. Tight curled hands scrabbled at the floor, threatened to dig into palms. Toes curled so tight that pain nearly shot from her feet. Her interior tightened, muscles throughout abdomen and sex contorting to try and resist.

Still, she felt her long hair being shifted, drawn across the ground. she felt the moisture clinging, and knew the sicko had just used her locks to clean her own juices from the ground. The Asian couldn't hold back a moan of despair from that, though arousal so choked the despair as to make the noise wholly pornographic. Even through such noises, however, she heard the words hammered from the man fucking her. Promises that she could take the girls. As if. She'd managed to get a few sloppy kisses out of Lex (or possibly Andy) before, and she knew that if she really wanted, all she had to do was ask, bat her eyes, and possibly get one drunk. She didn't need nor want to dominate them, not like this man did to her. The idea repulsed Linh, repulsed her nearly to her core.

And he kept hammering. She could feel his pace increasing, knowing he was going harder, deeper, further into her. The girl's eyes rolled as she fought the increasing pleasures and tensions. Her body stiffened all throughout, becoming nearly as a bored. She tried to scramble, to brace, to do what she could. Yet she felt him hammering further and further, going harder and harder. She panted, resisted, did what she could.
 
To Peter's great disappointment it seemed that Linh wasn't interested in what he was offering her, she didn't appear to want to have the twins as her personal little playthings. It immensely unfortunate but Peter wasn't just going to give up on the idea that one of the girls would want to to have power over the others. It might not be something that they wanted right away but he suspected that given enough time, enough treatment as just a suck toy for him to use whenever he desired, that one of them would give him what he wanted in exchange for some better treatment. It was that thought that drove him to fuck her harder and harder, his entire body powering forward, releasing her breasts and starting to smack her ass in a counter beat to his rough thrusts, wanting to hurt her just a little bit more before he was finished.

“Having fun slant eyes?” He growled, feeling his orgasm starting to build, the tightening of his balls, the pressure down the shaft, and yet he didn't slow down, didn't miss a single beat in the mad pace that he had set. “I won't lie, I think your cunt is one of the best I have ever had... and in a few moments I am going to pump your womb full of cum, before too long I will have you knocked up, pregnant and happy.”

Of course he was just saying more to get into her head, wanting her to be thinking about how he would soon have her belly swollen, how he was going to breed her through rape. With one last thrust, putting every ounce of his strength into the movement he buried his cock deep within her, pulling down on her clit ring and twisting it a little bit, his cock spasming again and again within her as he flooded her womb with his seed, the volume of his release in proportion to the size of his cock, enough to fill her up and make her stomach bulge a little bit as he caught his breath, clothing his eyes and smiling a little bit, still playing with her clit, not even trying to pull his still hard cock from her just yet, wanting to force her to feel him inside of her just a little bit longer.
 
Linh's sex burned. She couldn't prevent it, certainly couldn't stop those little shocks of pleasure from arching from clit to the rest of her body. Each time his fingers flicked that little ring another dose of it injected straight into Linh's already struggling body. Her interior lips danced and squeezed, moving in the motions of arousal. Flexible walls clung to a thrusting cock, pushing and working along it. It seemed as though the sex worked as much to draw the cock, and the seed contained within, up into the womb as to push it out now. Moisture seeped all throughout; the cock slid easily in and out of the tight sheath, and would be no doubt glistening with Linh's juices.

The words continued hammering Linh's mental resistances. She had the all too clear picture of herself, likely naked or left in skimpy clothing, padding about this disgusting house, her belly swollen with this disgusting man's child. At least Linh took some solace in knowing that it would be some time before that fate befell her; she had been taking shots to stave off her period for years now. They hurt like hell, but you only needed them every few months.

Not that Linh could think of that much now. she was too busy resisting the encroaching orgasm. That tight coil of emotion and pleasure wound ever tighter in the girl's tight abdomen. Each thrust, each smack of hips on ass, each dive of thick head into tight womb knotted the coil even tighter. Another tug at her clit, though it was the twist that caused Linh to suck air in through clenched teeth. She felt her body tremble at that, knew that enough playing and she'd lose what control she had. It was almost a relief when she felt the cock swell within her. Her tight walls gripped so snug that she felt the fluids move, felt the blood pump. She knew the instant it started that he was cumming within her.

Linh groaned, hanging her head low. The cock sprayed seed into her womb; she could feel the thick, warm stuff spreading throughout her body. She could feel her tight abs bulging ever so slightly with the sheer volume of the seed trapped inside. No doubt her tight body would push it out when it had means, but with the thick cock plugging her, that liquid could only nestle more and more into the womb. But worst of all, that cock didn't seem to be softening, to be giving Linh an inch. The girl panted, the sweat and strain of fighting against her body and Peter showing on every inch of her body. Sweat beaded across the flawless skin, muscles grew tight, every bit of this fine female looked to be fighting against the invader.
 
Peter had a libido to match his cock, he wanted to fuck as often as possible and it wasn't often that he was completely sated. The time that he had spent on the road had been pretty fucking miserable, nothing at all for him to fuck the whole way there and only a single blow job once he arrived, his client providing him with a little entertainment that hadn't even known how to take a cock all the way down her throat and had been left on the floor sobbing by the time Peter had finally climaxed. Normally that would have only just been the warm up but it seemed that hadn't quite been in the cards, the business was finished up before he had been able to break in that girls ass.

Fortunately he had found the girls on the side of the road otherwise he would have probably had to wait until the next day to go into town and fuck one of the slut working at the strip club, but he had fucked them all before and there wasn't much fun left to be had in the broken down sluts. Catching his breath Peter relaxed for a moment, shifting his hips a little bit to make his cock move around inside of her a little bit as he continued to play with her clit. He wasn't nearly done with her and she hadn't cum... he wanted to inflict that final humiliation on that little slut. Of course he always came a little more quickly after the first orgasm but that wouldn't be too much of a problem, it seemed as though she was already on edge anyway and it wouldn't take too much more to finish her off.

With a sigh of disappointment he slowly wrapped an arm around her waist, not giving her clit a moments rest as he sat back and pulled her along with him, climbing to his feet and lifting her like a rag doll, so light weight and easy to lift as he moved back to the couch, sitting down and keeping her sitting on his cock the entire time, not once pulling out of her. “You know that you can't hold it off forever.” He pointed out as he moved his arm from her waist, grabbing one of her breasts roughly and using that grip to start pulling her up and down over his cock, bouncing her quickly and feeling the cum that he had pumped into her cunt easing his movements even more, some was going to leak from between their pressed together bodies but that hardly mattered to Peter, he could make her clean it up and he wasn't going to stop until he had this bitch screaming in pleasure.

“The longer you try to hold it off the stronger its going to be.” He warned, giving her clit ring another sharp little tug, pulling it in time with the way he had her bouncing on his cock.
 
Linh's body strained, the pain of keeping the muscles tense taking its toll upon the girl. She might be prepared to rock out for a concert, or to have sex multiple times, but no amount of training had prepared her for this type of endurance. He hadn't stopped; he hadn't softened; he hadn't even shifted himself out of Linh's aching sex. She felt his fingers continue to play with the ring, teasing and pulling at her most sensitive button. Now with each tug Linh's body wanted nothing so much as to give in, to let loose a body-shaking orgasm that would rock the girl to her toes. Yet Linh refused. She grit her teeth hard, bracing so tightly that tears began to form at the sides of her eyes.

He shifted. Linh felt Peter's arm move about her waist, pulling them both back. for a moment, Linh thought he may actually leave her sex, leave her alone. Yet his hand never stopped playing with her clit ring, never stopped toying with that little handle of sensitivity. Worse, he'd shifted her into a new position. His cock ran along new areas of her sex, and gravity pulled her down onto him all the harsher. Even more miserably, Linh recognized the position as being very close to one of her personal favorites. Muscle memory told her to become yet further aroused.

And hands, hands came up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing hard at them. Peter used Linh's breasts as leverage, apparently. The Asian girl let out a series of short gasps as he pulled her up. Her legs went wide, toes pointing to try and find traction. She remained stiff; if anything, she stiffened further, squeezing her ass cheeks together and trying to bow back against his movements. This meant her insides contorted, her sex squeezing the invading cock hard, as though it was desperate to draw more seed deep within. Linh felt the seed sloshing about the invading cock, making her pussy slicker than it had ever been. He slid into her tightness with almost too great of ease, even with the stiffness provided by her body.

Words, true words, words that Linh knew she had to fight against. She raised one arm to her mouth, biting against the flesh. A great moan echoed into her, one that sounded painful. it sounded painful, for it was. That pressure upon her sex now ached, the need for release causing the tears to flow freely now. Another hand had gone to brace, grabbing Peter, grabbing something to hold on to and distract from the full feeling, from the tugging, from the pressure. Every fiber of Linh's being craved release, but her mind refused to give in. She held tight, bit hard, did whatever it could. She could resist, she would resist; this bastard would not find her so easy to break.
 
Normally Peter liked to have his sluts facing him while they rode his cock but he knew that it would be a mistake in this case. If he were to indulge in that little pleasure he suspected that she would find her fight all over again and try to attack his neck with her teeth. So he would forgo the enjoyment of being able to look in her eyes when she came, unable to enjoy the moment when she realized that she had been beaten, that she was broken. Maybe she would recover from it, in fact he had no doubt that she would find that fire again for too long, but it would never be the same again once it had gone out in a wave of pleasure.

He saw the way she bit her arm, felt her clench her body and almost had to laugh at her, if she thought she would be able to hold out this time then she was completely insane, Peter was going to make her scream before too long and there was nothing she could do about it. “Futile.” He grunted as he forced her to bounce faster on his cock, releasing her clit ring and smacking his fingers against her clit again and again, shifting his hips slightly to change the angle she was riding him at, wanting his cock to run over her g-spot, wanting to ensure that she came before too much longer. He had already emptied a heavy load into her womb, the second one might as well be put to use furthering her humiliation, he intended to cum all over her face, coating the little slut until she was as white as he was.

“Going to take a nice little nap when I am done with you.” He growled into her ear, keeping her moving the entire time, her cunt still gripping him despite the rough pounding she had received, their combined fluids starting to leak out and over his balls. “Leave you tied up in my closet, tell your friends that you are taking a nap in the spare bedroom... and then after I go and pick up your stuff from the bus I am going to enjoy them both... going to make one of them my little ass slut and have the other lick me clean when I am done... and then I will show them what I have done to you.”
 
It hurt. so much. Linh's entire body ached, screamed at her as though it were on fire. Her sex felt as though it had begun to melt, and the juices being produced only seemed to prove it. With each thrust, more liquids sloshed from the bouncing girl. Each squelching, sucking noise showed more and more seed flowing from about the rampaging cock. And that seed was further carried by Linh's own gathering juices.

Linh felt Peter shift and she could not hold back her moan. It groaned into her arm, a throaty, animal noise of choked arousal. The new angle caused his cock to scrape along new areas in Linh's sex. She felt the thick head hammer yet deeper into her sex. Those interior walls kept gripping skin tight, growing only tighter even with the shift. Slaps upon the clit made the girl's interiors dance. Yet it wasn't until Linh felt his cock slide against a spot within. The girl's eyes went wide, her arm falling down to try and push away from Peter. She suddenly strained fiercely, more wildly than ever. For she felt the cock rub all along her g-spot, not simply prod it, but by sheer happenchance drag the entire length along it. Were Linh even slightly aroused, she likely would have cum on the spot. As it was, with her body wound as tight as it would go, with her juices already leaking out of her as though her insides had been punctured, with every fiber of her being screaming at her to release...

Linh exploded. she screamed a raw, primal sound as the pleasure ripped through her quaking body. The climax seized the poor girl and shook her like a rag doll. The tremors would not cease. Every inch of her shook. Her ass clenched and released at random, spazzing. Her sex gripped the cock tight, seeming to suck it in. Her abs rippled with the effort, force, and fury. At the first scream, Linh pushed against Peter, she rippled and tensed. At the second, her sex erupted. A stream of clear fluid shot from the girl's sex. Female ejaculate, built up by the constant teasing and Linh's determined holding, shot forth from the girl like liquid from a volcano. Linh screamed as her body burst, as she squirted forth in sexual bliss. The stream shot up like a fountain, one solid burst, then a few shallower ones, till at last her sex stopped quaking, the juices merely leaking from around her sex.

And the utterly exhausted Linh sobbed. The sobs racked her still trembling body, the whole of her shaking in the man's hands. The muscles all slackened at once, seemed to have released with that great eruption so that the girl melted into the man behind him. Linh's eyelids fluttered, her lips worked as if to make sounds but naught could be produced. She could not even muster the energy to glare, let alone spit out venom as she had been doing so artfully mere moments before.
 
Linh had held out longer then anyone else had ever done before when Peter was trying to make them cum, it was almost impressive but he had started to grow frustrated and was considering taking some more extreme steps when suddenly she went off like an explosion. He had heard a woman's orgasm compared to an eruption before but never had he seen it be such an apt description. The amount of fluid she was squirting was downright ridiculous, almost enough to make Peter laugh if he were not so engrossed in the moment, continuing to drag her up and down over his cock even as her body went limp, not just fucking her but almost as if he were just using her to masturbate at this point, a flesh sleeve for his cock, a living toy for him to use to get his rocks off.

He saw Andy stirring a bit when Linh yelled but her eyes didn't seem to open, he figured she was still drunkenly sleeping and at this point what was there to see, at this point it could look to any observer as if Linh was happily riding Peter's cock and having the time of her life while doing so. Her scream had nearly put Peter back over the edge though and with a chuckle he pulled her from his cock, roughly manovering her so that she knelt on the ground before him, gripping her chin and the back of her head to hold her in place, applying pressure to keep her mouth open and then, without any further stimulation, only the sight of her on her knees before him, he came again.

The second load was not so large as the first but it was still a very large amount of cum that sprayed over Linh's face and into her mouth, Peter shifting his hips to make sure that he spread it around quite a bit, wanting to get it all over her face. “There we go...” He hissed, shaking the last drops of cum from his cock and pushing Linh back, a content smile on his face as his cock finally started to soften. “You should be pretty proud of your self Linh, not many girls hold out so long once I get ahold of them... of course its really meaningless in the end isn't it?” He wanted to see how broken she was, wanted to hear her admit that he had won... of course it wasn't over yet but Peter would be ready when she regained the will to fight.
 
Linh felt her body being pulled from the cock. She heard the sucking noise as the still erect, still thick, member left her sodden sex. Juices dribbled down the girl's thighs, burbling blobs of mixed cum seeping from the abused lips. The girl didn't resist though. Linh's mind did little more than spin, the intense orgasm having completely sapped her of strength. She felt deflated, deflated and defeated. There was no scrambling, no moving as Peter pushed her onto the floor. Linh behaved as though she were a fuck doll, a dead plaything for him to move. She didn't even bite or work her mouth as he parted it with his hands.

The girl still felt the cum shooting within. Still felt the white land upon her tongue, beginning to paint the inside of her mouth. Jets of cum squirted into the hole, squirted into it and over it. Linh felt a hot stream land atop her left eye, the cum sealing it closed. Another slopped over her nose, nearly clogging her right nostril as well. Peter's aim worked well, painting a good portion of Linh's face in the white, sticky cum. The battered girl was only vaguely aware of it. she kept panting, her still whirling mind struggling to make sense of reality, let alone of her situation. The push sent her sprawling backward, arms and legs akimbo. Juices still leaked from her battered sex, a runny mixture of his seed and Linh's own ejaculate. Semen painted most of her face, and as the girl swallowed, she tasted it sliding down.

Through great force of will, Linh struggled to look up, to try and see him. Yet to do so tuck a great effort, and Linh found she couldn't maintain it for long. Inwardly, she could only hope to regain her strength. She'd resisted him for a while, maybe with practice she could do better. Surely she couldn't erupt like that every time he fucked her. Likely he'd get sloppy, and that was all she needed. Linh tried to tell herself that as her eyelid fluttered, the one eye not sealed by cum struggling to help the girl maintain what consciousness she could hold.
 
When she tried to meet his eyes only to look away a few moments later Peter just grinned down at her, knowing that for the time being at least she had been broken. Maybe she would fine some depth of inner strength later on and rise up to fight him, Peter was in fact looking forward to it but until that moment came he was quite pleased with his victory. He suspected that the twins might not put up quite the fight that the Asian girl had, she was quite the specimen and he was looking forward to taking advantage of them very soon.

Of course he couldn't do that just yet, first he had to ensure that his latest piece of fuck meat wasn't able to cause him any trouble while he caught some shut eye. He took another moment to admire his work before gripping her by the hair and starting to pull her towards his bedroom, little resistance in her now, her light body easy enough to pull along into his bedroom. The bedroom was of course much what one would expect, hardwood furniture, more leather, and a large cabinet standing against the far wall nearby the bed. It was to that closet that he pulled her, opening it slowly and lifting her head so she could see what was inside. Hanging from the doors were a variety of implements and toys, gags and crops, vibrators, collars and chains. He didn't waist any time at all, finding a black latex outfit that would fit her snugly and starting to pull her into it, the sweat that coated her body making it easy to fit her into it.

Before long he had her wrapped up in it, from neck to toe bound in the latex outfit... only her dripping cunt and her ass were left uncovered for his convenience and with the tightening of a few cinches and buckles he had her arms bound behind her back and her tightly locked together. He was smirking at her as he slipped a ball gag into her mouth, the gag full of small holes that would enable her to breath but with a little bit of difficulty. “Don't worry about your friends.” He told her, clearly quite pleased with himself just from the tone of his voice as he lifted her up and set her into the cabinet. “I am going to take very good care of them while you can just relax in here until I am ready to play with you again...” With that he quickly shut the doors of the cabinet, flipping the latch on the front shut... figuring that a little time in the dark would ensure that she behaved herself.

Then back out into the living room, gathering up Linh's discarded clothing and using it to mop up the semen that was on the sink and the girl cum on the floor, a can of Fabreeze sprayed in the air to cover up the smell of sex and then once he was sure the place had been cleaned up a bit he moved to his truck, wanting to gather up the girls things.

The trip didn't take him too long, the storm had abated some what but a few of the roads were half covered in mud, only his knowledge of the roads and his handling of the truck making the trip feasible. The bus was still there when he arrived though the driver was now gone, presumably some animals had dragged off his corpse for a meal, not that Peter really cared. Instead he focused on cleaning out the bus, a pair of thick gloves keeping his hands warm and his prints off anything he handled. The instruments still in their cases took a little bit of effort to lug on, especially what he thought might be the drums and then came the personal effects, suit cases full of clothing and other assorted things thrown in as well.

All in all, the trip out, loading up their stuff, the trip back, and putting their stuff in the house, just inside the doorway, knowing the girls would likely be happy to see all that. Then it was time for a few hours of shut eye, a light sleeper Peter wanted to be there when the girls started to wake up, to keep them from exploring the house too much. With a smile on his face he settled down onto the couch that he had been fucking Linh on, laying down for a little bit of shut eye before the next days fun.
 
Exhausted, battered Linh couldn't do much more than attempt feeble glances up at him. She did manage a squeak as he yanked upon her long hair, pulling her through the house. Linh could barely help move, could barely prevent him from doing worse damage to her, let alone muster up anything coming close to a fight. Within moments, the stunned Asian found herself in the man's bedroom. Worried, bleary eyes darted nervously about, trying to take in any details that might help. Barely had Linh started to examine when she saw Peter coming toward her with a black latex outfit. The girl tried to protest, even somehow managed to force her legs and arms to move, but he worked her easily enough. The form-fitting fabric soon trapped the girl entirely. Her nipples poked through the material, little nubs that shown against it, the piercings of the seeming more obscene. Indeed, the girl thought perhaps her new garment was too tight, for it made breathing difficult, let alone any attempts to move or escape. Soon, she found her arms behind her back. Again Linh's eyes went wide and fear fueled her enough to attempt another futile struggle. Yet her mouth closed with a gag. barely had her lips parted and her teeth sunk when Linh felt drool coming unbidden around the new thing. He turned to leave, and the girl tried to move, kicking as best she could with her still unbound legs. But exhaustion took over, and soon Linh felt the darkness coming again.

The twins slept hard, as to be expected from the petite, exhausted girls. Neither Lex nor Andy stirred much during Peter's departure. Andy did shift from time to time, moving about in her position, though never quite covering her still bared breast. It was she that awoke first, yawning and stretching in a manner highly resembling that of various felines. She blinked her bleary blue eyes, taking in the scene around him. Andy wasn't quite astute enough to pick up on the signs of a fucking, but even she noticed that Linh was not among them. She spent a few hazy seconds looking around, running her hand through her disheveled hair, attempting to comb it back into place. It wasn't until she moved that Andy realized that she'd left her chest bare. Figure that her clothes were probably dry enough, Andy reached for her shirt, pulling it on before setting up more completely.

"Hey," she said, her soft voice cutting into the near silence, "where'd Linh go?" she turned again, wondering if she should arise. Her swiveling head took in her still slumbering sister, Lex still sleeping off the effects of the drugs, and the older man who had saved them all. It seemed likeliest that Peter would be the one who knew where Linh was, but Andy had more pressing matters.

"Oop, gotta pee," she mumbled, moving aside the blanket. She still wore her panties, though now just those and her shirt covered her slim frame. She padded about, looking and trying to determine which way most likely led to the restroom in question.
 
Peter's sleep was deep and contented, he wasn't entirely drained from the fucking and had plenty more left in him but there was plenty that he still had in him. The release that he had enjoyed was enough to help him relax and he he didn't dream as he slept. There was a lot for him to look forward too in the coming hours but that was no reason for him to keep himself up all night long, the rest that he got would be put to some good use before too long.

When Andy woke up Peter slowly opened his eyes, the sound of squeaking floor boards enough to make his eyes slowly open, just in time for him to see her bared chest before she was able to pull her shirt on. Slowly he sat up, stretching with a cracking sound that accompanied the movement of his neck, he might have slept well but his neck was a little bit stiff, something he would put the twins to work on as soon as he had them nice and broken in. “Linh...” He said a little bit sleepily before he brushed the sleep from his eyes, smirking a little bit to himself. “She had a little bit too much to drink last night, wasn't feeling great so I let her take my bed.” A simple enough lie and if she were to check his bedroom then it would fall apart rather quickly, but for the time being it didn't matter.

Climbing to his feet Peter looked over Andy for a few moments before he answered, wondering if he wanted to make his move right then and there or if he would rather wait for her sister to wake up, the roofie couldn't be lasting too much longer. “The bathroom, over there.” He grunted, pointing to the door next to the door to the master bedroom and the spare, the door sitting in the middle with the other two branching off a hallway that branched out. “I went out and got your stuff last night and radioed the sheriff... the road to town is still out but they should be able to get you girls back on the road in a day or so...”

Making his way from the couch into the kitchen Peter started to throw together something for himself to eat, just a simple bowl of oatmeal but more then enough for what he needed right then. He was considering using some of the other little pills that he had on the girls, one of the more recent party favors that had been given to him was a potent aphrodisiac, a date rape drug for the frat boy who wanted a girl to be unable to keep herself under control. He put that aside for now, it wasn't needed just yet and it wasn't something that he had in a large abundance... so saving what he had would do him some good down the road.
 
As Andy hadn't really expected an answer to the question she asked of the air, and she still trusted Peter almost implicitly, she simply nodded her acceptance. Linh did drink a lot; she was rowdy, and she was the most likely of all of them to bully her way into getting a bed by herself. If Lex had wanted something like that, she would have wound up in the bed with Peter, which hopefully wouldn't have complicated things for poor Andy, who was still seeing the older man as a father figure.

A vision that was not helped when he told her about the bathroom. Andy was already on her way, focused more on releasing the pressure than on whatever Peter had to say. She did hear the comment, though it was said to her back, and she turned, flashing a smile over her shoulder, "Thanks! That will be super awesome and junk. You can talk it over with Lex when she gets up, she's the one who does a lot of the organizing and stuff. gotta pee."

With that, Andy darted into the restroom. She hummed to herself as she went through the motions of a wakeup. As she looked at herself in the mirror, her hair a mess and everything disheveled, she had to giggle. She looked like a sleepy teenager on a weekend morning. As she looked down, she even realized that she'd been walking around without pants, which made her giggle more. Just think, if Peter had been younger, Andy would have just been giving him a show. She tugged her shirt down a little, but it wasn't nearly long enough to cover anything. Finally, the girl opted to shrug and instead do a little of her morning routine in the bathroom window.

In the living room, Lex was groaning and shifting. She wasn't quiet waking up; the drugs had hit her hard, after all, but there were definitely signs of consciousness working its way back into the girl. If she knew that her sister was current primping in the bathroom while her best friend was dressed in fetish gear and locked in a trunk, she might have awakened sooner. As it was, sleep and drugs still had their hooks in the young woman, though she was doing a fine job of slowly shaking them off.
 
Peter was immensely pleased when she just accepted the story that her friend had ended up in bed while he had taken the couch. If she had questioned it, if she had even just glanced into the bedroom then the entire thing could have fallen apart quite quickly and he had intended to have a little bit of fun before that. As much fun as it had been to rough up Linh he also enjoyed letting things take a more natural course, at least for a little while. His oatmeal didn't take too long to heat up he was soon taking a few quick bits from it, risking burning his mouth in his urgency to get a little bit to eat before he started up what he had in mind.

Setting aside his bowl Peter moved away from the counter, slowly stepping over Lex as he moved to the bathroom, knocking on the door softly to get Andy's attention before he spoke. “Hey if you feel like you need a shower then you can go right ahead, with the storm over the water filters should work perfectly... spare towels are underneath the sink.” That should buy him a little bit of time, really he could probably slip into the bathroom and take advantage of her while she showered but he had something else in mind. Waking up Lex would be quite entertaining.

Moving back over to the unconscious girl he stood over her as she started to shift and move about a little bit, clearly not awake yet but getting closer and Peter wanted to take advantage of her unconsciousness while it still lasted. Slowly he removed the blanket from her body, looking down at her with undisguised hunger. Really as much fun as it had been to fuck with Linh the night before her struggles had kept him from enjoying one of his little indulgences, something he intended to make up for hear.

Slowly he knelt down, pleased that Lex had been tossing around long enough to have her legs a little spread open for him. With a smirk on his face he leaned down, gently tugging down at her panties, taking his time to keep her from waking up before he was quite satisfied. Of course what he was up to could quickly enough start off the inevitable confrontation with the twins but he was willing to risk it, reflecting on this as he lowered his face towards her now bared crotch, not even starting off slowly teasing her but instead starting to eat her like a starving cannibal right away, his lips and tongue moving as he devoured her hungrily.
 
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