Captured For Sex

His hands moved up her stomach to grab her breasts before moving back down to run up and down the inside of her thighs. She tried to kick him, but he moved in between her legs, his body keeping her legs to the outside as she kicked uselessly, crying as she was fondled against her will by the two captors. She felt his leg move between her thighs, snuggling up to her sex, his hands moving towards her face again, pulling her head up.

“Time for you panties to come off.” We can’t wait to see that tight, teenage pussy.”

She felt her body being leaned back, the captor behind her pulling her arms down towards the ground. Her ass moved up, her legs following, the leader now placing his hands on the waist of her panties. His hands ran over her panties, feeling her flesh beneath them, running up and down her naked hips, moving under her to grab her ass cheeks. “SSSOOBBB,’ her babbling as she jerked around on the bench, her captor behind her continuing to fondle her breasts. 

She was lifted up from the chair, the leader taking the opportunity to pull her panties down her legs. She kicked, but he grabbed her legs, yanking it up and pulling her panties off. They released her arms but she fought them as the leader began to run his hands over her naked pussy. He pulled her wrists back again to her captor, but he was too busy running his hands over her flesh. 

“Put your hands behind your back or I will have to hurt you,” the leader ordered her. She saw the look on his face, afraid of what he might do. She put her hand behind her back and watched as the leaders hands moved back to run up and down her naked thighs, his legs keeping hers separated, her naked pussy now open for his hands. 

She looked back, her captor behind her, his hands running up and down her side to grab at her hanging breasts. “Obey or we will hurt you,” he said. The leader began again, her hands unable to abide, moving in front, grabbing at the air, afraid of pushing him away as his hands crawled all over her naked flesh.

They both stopped touching her, standing up, pinning her seated body between them. She brought her legs up, tucking her face between her hands, her knee preventing him from between her legs and cried. The one behind her continued to play with her breasts, the leader cupping her face. “We’re going to fuck you, so you might as well cooperate.”

She bent her head down, her face banging into his arm. She did not think, just reacting, biting his arm. 

He jerked his arm back before she could do much damage. One grabbed her from behind and jerked her upright. The leader stepped between her legs and swung his hand and hit her face with his open hand, her head snapping to the side from the powerful blow. 

She cried louder, her hands holding her stinging face, blood running from her nose. 

The leader cupped her face tenderly, “are you going to do that again?”

“No, please don’t hit me, please.” She felt her arms pulled behind her again, readying her again to molest her naked flesh.

“Hands behind your back and keep them there this time.”

She complied, her wrists together. She watched as the leader picked up the pistol again, afraid for her life this time. They had now hurt her, any expectation of it not happening having disappeared. The one behind her had two hands free, using one hand to grab her by the hair, yanking her head upright, the other hand grabbing her breast, hefting it up. The leader caressed her inner thighs with the cold muzzle of the pistol, letting it play up her pussy slit. She brought one leg up, bent at the knee, her pistol continuing to run up and down her slit.

“Leg down and spread your legs.”

She obeyed, the pain still lingering in her face. Her hips jerked up as the muzzle slid between her pussy lips, the metal spreading them apart. “Please, not the pistol,” she cried.

“Keep your legs spread open,” the muzzle run across her abdomen, back and forth before running up her slit again.

She allowed her legs to part, her pussy open to the cruel fondling of the pistol. He continued to move the muzzle over her body, from her breasts, circling her nipples, back and forth over her abdomen, her thighs clenching together, afraid of the muzzle between them again.

“Open again, I know you like the feel of the metal on your pussy.” Her legs parted, the muzzle pushing deeper between them, her juices beginning to coat the pistol.

Her hair was being tightened, her head pulled back. The leader moved in closer, his mouth moving down to one of her erect nipples.

“AAAGGGHH,” she yelled as she felt the hot mouth suck one of her nipples into his mouth, his tongue lashing at the pink nipple. “NNNOOO, NNNNAAAH,” she yelled, her hands yanking her hair from her captor hand, pushing away the leader from her breast and kicking out with her legs. She pounded anything she could find with her fists, kicking and yelling, unable to stand the molestation of her body any longer. “GGET awwway, nnnoo,” she cried out.

The leader straddled her body again, her captor pinning her arms behind her again, trapping her young body between their muscled bodies. 

“What did I tell you?” the pistol still playing up and down between her breasts as he spoke to her. “What are we to do with you?” Her captor released her arms, his hands not able to get enough of her teenage breasts. The leader placed the pistol muzzle against her mouth. “Would you like it in your mouth and pull the trigger?” he taunted her.

She felt her body being pulled farther back onto the bench and then pushed forward, bent at the waist, the leader’s hand pushing down on her back, her breasts hanging down. Her captor pulled her wrists behind her back and picked up the rope again.

“Yes, tie her again. She doesn’t seem to know how to behave.”

She cried again, “no, please don’t I’ll be good.” She did not want the feeling of helplessness she felt when she was bound. Unable to stop them from doing anything they wanted with her naked body. The leader held her by her neck until she was bound again, the ropes digging painfully into her flesh. A slap to her ass showed that they were finished.

She was pulled upright again, the leader now behind her. He twisted her body sideways onto the bench, now straddling the narrower width. The leader placed his hands on her naked tits and pulled her backwards. Her captor, now between her legs, slapped her inner thighs. “Spread ‘em.” He moved his legs between hers and parted her legs by pushing outward on her thighs. 

She cried as her sex was now spread obscenely, her legs yanked wide and held open by his legs. The leader grabbed her face, bending her farther back until she was almost horizontal. Her captor ran his hands up to her breasts then back down the naked plane of her stomach until finally his hand running over her naked, spread pussy. She sobbed as her sex was openly fondled.

“No, no,” she sobbed, humiliated as the two men molested her. One hand reached between her legs and lightly slapped her spread pussy. The Leaders hands moved back down to her breasts and squeezed them, his fingers digging into her hard nipples. Four hands were now running over her naked body as she cried and begged. Her legs were held open, her captor’s hands moving over her pussy, grabbing it with his big palm, the leader moving down her stomach and back up to her breasts. She tried to kick the hands away, but the four hands were more powerful, slapping aside her useless effort.

Her bites to the leader was brushed off, his hands reaching down between her spread legs and goosing her open pussy. She bucked and kicked, but each time they pushed her back down horizontally, her legs spread to the side, her naked sex open to their fondling. Her head shook back and forth, unable to comprehend why someone would subject her to such ruthlessness.

She tried to kick them but she began to fall off the short bench, the leader her only support before she would hit the floor. Her captor pinned her legs together and the both of them lifted her back up onto the narrow bench. She tried to kick him, bringing her leg up between his, both she did not have enough power to do any damage. He released her pinned legs. She drew them up towards her body and tried to lash out with kicks to her captor, the leader still holding her head tightly.

“Let me go, let me go,” she yelled, kicking her legs back and forth, her captor trying to grab the fast moving legs. He finally succeeded, grabbing her tightly around each ankle and brought her legs up and back, her pussy lips now spreading open even wider, revealing her soft, pink insides. He stepped between her legs, keeping her in that position, ass rising up from the bench as he drew her legs up higher. She began to slip again from the bench, her legs getting free and kicking out.

“EEEEHHH,” she screamed out in pain, her bound wrists painfully bent. Her body slumped in pain. A hand was pushed between her legs, hauling her body back onto the bench. They continued to run their hands between her legs, grabbing her pussy even when she slumped down, the pain overcoming her body. She caught them off guard and kicked her legs, almost hitting one before they overpowered her again and pulled her flat down on the bench again. 

Her captor grabbed her legs behind the knees with one hand, raising her ass up from the chair, her ass cheeks and tiny asshole now exposed. His hand began to run over her cheeks, slapping her ass as he did as she cried out. “No, NO, not there,” trying to squirm but they had managed to securely hold her.

They sat her back upright on the bench, four hands continuing to run over her naked body as she begged and cried for them to leave her alone.

“We’re going to fuck you. Going to fuck that hot, wet, teenage pussy. Are you ready for some big cock?”

She felt her hands being released again. Her hair was being curled on top of her head again, a strong hand grabbing it tightly, forcing her head upright. She rubbed her hands, her captor still trying to run his hand over her naked flesh. She tried to brush his hands aside. “Please, leave me along for a few minutes. Please.”

She did not see the leader throw a blanket on the floor behind her, otherwise she would not have been so vulnerable. Her captor quickly swept her off her feet, his hands grabbing her behind the knees and quickly scooping her up. He kicked the bench out of the way and placed her down on her side on the blanket. The leader was waiting, rolling her over onto her stomach, pinning her down with his hands. She kicked and screamed as she felt so vulnerable, naked and pinned on her belly. She cried as her captor grabbed her kicking legs and began to spread them out, the leader pushing down on her lower back, effectively pinning her to the floor.