bh-8143 captive niece (ted leonard) 1982

by Ted Leonard (mobi)

  "Who-who are you?" she choked.

  Shafts of light, filled with dust particles, streamed in from the high, windowless slats in the walls of the barn. Diane happened to be standing in one of them, and it worked like a spotlight on her. She looked young and fresh and delicious in her short, body-hugging minidress. The men looked pleased.

  The two men started toward her. She caught her breath and the pail dropped from her fingers. Instinct told her to run. Her head swung this way and that, but there was nowhere to go, no escape. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that the man behind her was approaching, too.

  A strange weakness assailed her legs, and she thought she'd faint. Her heart raced. She instinctively brought her thighs together. The men grinned lewdly at her.

  One man came up behind her. Another stood right in front of her. And the third stood just to her left. All three ogled her, and their gazes ran up and down her curvy body. There was no doubt in Diane's mind as to what they wanted. So it was not a question of what, but when and how.

  Feeling the combined lust of the three dirty men, she quivered where she stood under their hot gazes and whimpered, "Please... don't hurt me."

  The three men grinned broadly. Her plea told them a lot. She knew the score. She knew what they wanted. And she knew it was going to happen.

  Hank Stearns glanced at his partners, Ralph Turner and Lenny Trout. He winked. They nodded, Hank was the leader of the small band of horny rapists.

  "Nobody's gonna hurt you," he said to Diane. He moved up behind her as he spoke slowly. He placed his large, grimy hands on her upper arms and gently rubbed his hard-on against her ass. Simultaneously, Ralph and Lenny closed in on her.

  Lenny, in front of her, stepped up and touched both her tits at the same time, grinning. "We wouldn't hurt a sweet thing like you," he muttered. His gaze fastened on her luscious tits as his dirty fingers kneaded them.

  Ralph pressed up against her hip, and he licked into her cute little ear. "Not if you're nice to us."

  "He means naughty," Lenny chuckled.

  Diane panicked. Just smelling these men and feeling them so close to her body was enough to turn her stomach. Fear ripped through her and clenched her heart like a fist of ice.

  "No!" she screamed. She tore away from the men.

  Big hands reached for her, but she screamed again and ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She made a mad dash for the rear doors, panting and gasping as she ran. She crashed into them and clawed at them to open one. Laughter followed her every step. And the race was on.

  Diane quickly and fearfully glanced over her shoulder to see the three men coming after her, laughing and joking about her luscious body. She screamed. There was no time now to open one of those big doors. Feeling dwarfed and threatened by the trio of males, she turned and tried to make it to the wooden ladder leading up to the loft.

  Ralph Turner jumped to the foot of the ladder and opened his arms to her, laughing hotly. There was a huge cock bulge in his filthy pants. Diane screeched and avoided colliding with the chuckling man. She darted past him and rushed the length of the barn. Hank and Lenny, giving chase, watched her cute ass wiggle and swing as she ran. They laughed heartily and enjoyed chasing the pretty girl around the barn.

  Diane saw from the cornet of her eye that a man was approaching her from the right. She had to veer to the left, away from the doors. Her escape was cut off suddenly by a laughing, ogling man. She ran, gasping, then stumbling, only to find herself cornered in one of the empty stalls. Backing into it, burning with fear, she saw the three grinning men advancing slowly from three different directions. She was trapped.

  She was no match for these men, and she knew it. They were like three big cats playing with a helpless mouse. And she was the mouse, small, frail and powerless to stop them.

  The entry to the stall filled with three massive male frames, and three grinning male faces gave Diane the shivers. She felt her knees begin to tremble, felt her tits rising and falling too fast, felt her cunt cringe in fear. She backed up until her back touched the wall. Then there was nowhere to go -- and the men entered the stall with her.

  "Might as well give up," Hank drawled, eyeing her high, heaving tits.

  The three men slowly advanced, the cock bulges in their pants appearing gigantic and menacing to the trembling young girl. She could see they wanted her to surrender to their desires. They were going to force her to. But she had a lot at stake. Her youth, for example. Her beauty. Her cherry pussy. Her practically untouched tits. These horny men were dangerous to her very being. She couldn't let them rape her.

  So she fought like a tigress. The three men closed in, and she kicked and punched and screamed at the top of her lungs as they tried to feel her up. She bent over and struggled and twisted as they squeezed her tits, pressed up against her cunt, felt her thighs and ass. It was humiliating, as well as scary.

  "No! No!" Diane shrieked, kicking and screaming. She twisted and pulled away. She scrambled up the wall of the stall. Lenny darted into the next stall to prevent her escape. At the same time, Ralph and Hank were on her.

  Diane's upper torso leaned over the top of the wooden wall. She was going to throw herself head-over-heels into the next stall in an attempt to go away. But there was a man, grinning lewdly, waiting for her to drop down. She was caught halfway between two stalls. Behind her, men grabbed her lovely legs, and one man got between them. She felt her dress being raised.

  "Jesus Christ!" a man groaned. "No fucking panties!"

  "Look at that ass! Look at her cunt!" another voice sounded.

  "Stop!" Diane screeched.

  Lenny, in the other stall, laughed and reached up with both hands. He caught Diane's pretty face between them and yanked her head down. He twisted his own head and plastered his mouth against hers. Her mouth opened as she gasped, and Lenny's big, thick tongue filled it.

  Diane choked on the tongue-kiss, not only because of the hunk of meat filling her mouth, but because behind her, out of her control, two men were kissing her ass and licking her pussy! One big tongue lapped over her firm, curvy ass-cheeks and another wiggled around her furry cunt-lips.

  She was draped over the top of the wooden slat now, kicking and writhing. Lenny tonguefucked her sexy mouth and mauled the hell out of her ripe, jutting tits. In the other stall, Hank held fast to one of her legs and licked his tongue up and down her furry cunt. Ralph held her other leg open and kissed her ass passionately.

  "Youngest fucking ass I ever kissed," he murmured happily.

  "Look at this pussy, man," Hank rasped.

  Diane tried to get her legs closed, but it was impossible. And she couldn't get her mouth away from the man kissing her so raunchily. He had her head in a vise-grip, holding it as he fucked his big tongue in and out of her mouth. All she could do was kick her legs helplessly as the other two kissed and licked her ass and pussy.

  The three horny males made the most out of Diane's precarious position. Three hot tongues ravished her mouth and ass and pussy until she thought she'd pass out.

  When Lenny got one of her tits free of her dress and shifted his horny mouth to it, Diane gasped, "Please! No! Ohhh, please, don't hurt me! My belly hurts! Please, let me down!"

  "What do you think?" she heard a man below her ass say.

  "I don't know. If we let her down, she'll run again."

  "I won't!" Diane screamed, trying to relieve the pressure of her belly against the narrow slat of wood. She was also thinking that if they let her down, her ass and cunt would be covered again by her dress. She felt awfully ashamed being draped over a wall like that while men mauled her cunt and ass.

  "Take her over there!" Lenny shouted.

  Huge hands lifted her down into the stall and pressed her against the wall again. Lenny joined them, and he too, started feeling her up. Diane felt small and helpless, surrounded by these three panting men. She couldn't get her breath.

  "Please, please, don't!" she whined, twisting this way and that to get away from
them. It felt like there were a hundred hands trying to feel her tits and ass and pussy!

  "Might as well relax and enjoy it, baby," Hank said with a lewd grin. "You ain't going nowhere until we fuck you."

  Diane swallowed nervously, still pushing at hands that kept playing with her cunt and tits. "I'm not -- I mean -- I've never..."

  It was Ralph who drew back and gazed at her. "Are you trying to tell us that you're cherry?" he asked. He looked astounded. Diane thought it was a look of alarm, as if virginity would deter him.

  "Yes!" she gasped.

  The men looked at one another, and for a brief moment, Diane actually thought she had a chance of escaping this horrible fate. But then Hank laughed and rasped, "Goddamn! Imagine that! We got us a fucking virgin!"

  Lenny was shaking his head, eyeing the girl with suspicion. "I don't believe any of this crap," he snorted.

  He suddenly bent over double and used his big shoulder to pin Diane's body against the wall. Before she realized what he was up to, he hiked her short dress up in front and pressed his big, dirty hand against her sweet, furry cunt. His middle finger, gnarled and crusted with dirt, sliced up into her tight little fuckhole.

  "Oh!" Diane gasped, choking.

  "Look at this!" Lenny rasped, and moved his head so his buddies could watch his long, thick finger slide in and out of Diane's cunthole. They saw it get very wet.

  Hank looked over his friend's back at Diane, and he smiled at her. "Virgin, huh?" he sneered.

  "But I am!" Diane cried, tears welling in her eyes. "You don't understand."

  "Explain it to us," Ralph chuckled.

  Diane's lower lip quivered, and her tits rose and fell rapidly with her quickened breathing. "I've never -- I've never been fucked," she whimpered. "Please believe me."

  "Oh, we believe that, all right," Hank said. "You're a sweet little cockteaser, aren't you?"

  "But I've-I've never had a..."

  "A cock?" Ralph laughed. "Your cute little cunt never had a big cock fucking in it? Well, honey, this is your day. Ain't you lucky that we came by?"

  "Oh, my God! No!" Diane cried. She looked at the men with soulful eyes, pleading with them. But they laughed. All three of them.

  Hank explained the facts of life to her. Cupping one of her firm, tits, he played with it and murmured, "Get used to the idea that you're gonna be fucked, kitten. Because you are. If you think you can talk your way out of this, you're nuts. Look at us. We ain't fucked a young chick like you for ages. You look good, honey, and we want what you have. And we're gonna take it. Understand?"

  His words were like, whips lashing her body. Fear and humiliation gave her strength to resist. She suddenly pushed against Hank's chest, the one closest to her. He staggered back. She kicked at Lenny, who quickly evaded her knees. Ralph stepped back as if to protect himself.

  In that moment, Diane had a chance. She bolted, broke through them, and ran as fast as she could. It wasn't fast enough, though. Hank took after her. He dived at her legs. His hands caught her ankles. She screamed and fell into the hay on her tits, knocking the breath out of her. Then the three men surrounded her body and grinned evilly at her.

  She flipped over onto her back to protect her vulnerable ass, and only then realized that a girl was vulnerable in all areas. The men reached down and played with her tits and cunt. She tried to close her legs, but it was no use.

  Lenny squatted, wild-eyed, and shoved a hand under her. She felt him unzipping her little dress. She started to cry, then, in earnest. How could she stop this?

  "Please... don't undress, me... I'll be so ashamed... I don't even know you!"

  The men laughed. Lenny unzipped her dress in back, and Ralph and. Hank gleefully stripped it down her lovely body. Ralph pulled it all the way off her and tossed it into the air. It fluttered to the floor of the barn like a wisp of cobweb.

  Then all three men stood over her and stared hotly at her fully exposed, naked body. Diane sobbed and whimpered as her cute little ears burned from mutterings like, "Look at her luscious tits," "Ya ever see such a sweet pussy?" and "Goddamn, I wanna fuck that!"

  "Oh, God, no," Diane whimpered tearfully. "This can't be happening. Oh, please, please don't do this to me. You're humiliating me... shaming me... please don't look at me like that."

  "Should think a pretty girl like you would want to be looked at," Lenny put in.

  "Not like this!" Diane gasped. "This is dirty! I don't even know you! Oh, stop leering at me!"

  Blushing profusely, she covered her patch of pussy-fur with her hands. Her tight tits got squeezed between her upper arms as she did so. The men ogled and grinned with pleasure.

  "Come on," Hank said hotly. "Take your hands away. Can't you see how big our cocks are? No more fooling around."

  "No... please..." Diane sobbed, clutching her cunt to protect it from them.

  "You're being silly, now," Ralph said. He reached down and grasped her wrist and tried to pry her hand away from her pussy. She kicked and screamed and curled up in protest.

  "Jesus," Lenny drawled, "this is getting to be a lot like work. Baby, you're making me mad."

  That scared Diane even more and made her struggle more fiercely. Her lovely body curled and tossed at their feet, avoiding all their hands as they tried to uncover her pussy and get at it.

  Hank finally straightened up and glared hotly at her as his buddies tried to spread her arms and legs. He pulled his shirt off, kicked his shoes off, and started taking off his pants.

  His partners got the picture. They, too, stood up and started stripping their clothes off. Diane saw what was going on, and she wept bitterly, tears streaming from her eyes.

  "No, nooo!" she cried. "Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

  She saw Hank's cock first. His prick was big and wet and as stiff as an iron bar. It scared the hell out of Diane, and she instinctually scrambled for freedom.

  It was a delightful sight to the men to see the teenager crawling on all fours toward the door. They laughed. Lenny dashed ahead of her and stood in front of her. Her head bumped into his legs. She looked up and gasped to see his rigid prick throbbing just above her.

  "You know," Hank said, coming up to her, "you're getting to be more trouble than you're worth."

  Diane turned and gasped to see three stiff cocks throbbing around her head. Her eyes darted from prick to prick, wide and scared. She felt a new fear grip her cunt. No man she had cock teased ever made her feel so threatened before. Her tits quivered.

  "Please don't fuck me," she said meekly.

  Ralph grinned lewdly. "What would you like us to do to you?" he asked.

  "Nothing!" Diane gasped.

  "That's not much of a trade," Lenny laughed. "What would you do willingly for us?"

  Diane resented his remark. Her face flushed and she blurted, "I wouldn't do anything for men like you! You're filthy beasts! This is against the law. I'll report you! Just get away from me. You all stink!"

  "Stink?" Hank chuckled. "That's not stink, baby. That's the aroma of cock. You'll learn to love it. Why, someday, when you're all grown up, that smell will turn you on something fierce. Right, boys?"

  "Leave me alone!" Diane shrieked.

  The three men knelt around her quivering body. Hands reached out and stroked her tits and pussy and thighs. Diane screamed. She kicked with her legs, pummeled with her fists. But not for long.

  "Get her other wrist," Hank growled, grasping one.

  He and Lenny dragged her kicking body across the floor to a thick post. They hauled her to her feet easily and pushed her up against the post.

  "Wh-what are you doing?" Diane sniffled.

  As Hank and Lenny held her wrists high above her head, Ralph grabbed a length of leather strapping and tied her hands to the post. She looked lovely.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Diane stared horrified at the three naked men who were standing and staring at her nude body. With her wrists tied above her head so firmly, she could only squirm and twist beneath their fiery, lewd gazes. T
heir horny eyes, so full of malice and sexual intent, were enough to frighten her. Their monstrously large pricks only made her anguish worse.

  "No, no, noooo," she sobbed, tears streaming down her pretty face. Neither her sobs nor her pleas were heard by the three lust-filled males. They had something far more important on their minds.

  The sight of their rigid, throbbing cocks put Diane in a state of utter dread. So far, she had managed to enjoy mere cock teasing, had managed to get plenty of pricks hard without ever giving in to one of them. Now, her cock teasing career was at an end, and, she was powerless against it.

  Fresh tears fell from her glistening eyes as she realized that this was cold, hard reality for her. The trio of men weren't nice at all. They wouldn't take pity on her. She already felt degraded, ravished and humiliated. What would she feel like when they fucked her?

  Her eyes dropped to their immense cocks. She saw the tell-tale silky fluid on their cockheads, the sign to any girl that a prick was horny as hell and eager for cunt. Her heart skipped a beat, and her luscious tits quivered.

  A look into the eyes of the men told her that they were going to show her no mercy. She braced herself, and her ass-muscles tightened up. The walls of her cunt collapsed and squeezed together as if to prevent any entry. She clamped her mouth closed. Fear and dread rippled through bet body. She just knew that they were going to attack her viciously.

  That's why it utterly surprised her when the three men closed in on her and, instead of assaulting her fiercely, began to caress and kiss her almost lovingly.

  Lenny took her mouth. With his own lips, he kissed it warmly. The tip of his tongue -- the very tip -- slipped across her lips and tickled her sensitive flesh until she whimpered. Her lips trembled against the mans, and she couldn't keep them shut. She had to breathe! But breathing parted her lips, and Lenny grinned. His gaze locked with hers as he gently inserted the tip of his tongue between her lips.

  As if this slow, tantalizing kissing wasn't enough to disturb the alarmed girl, Ralph lowered his face to her thrusting tits and started licking them all over with the tip of his tongue. No hands had touched her; there was just Lenny's tongue at her mouth and Ralph's tongue licking her tits and spiking pink nipples. Then came Hank's thick tongue.