bh-8143 captive niece (ted leonard) 1982 Page 4

  Diane gasped through the teasing kiss when she felt Hank's tongue lick its way up her inner thigh. Her ankles weren't tied, so she squirmed her legs and twisted her ass to avoid the man's tickling tongue. It did no good. Hank knelt before her and licked his tongue right up her firm, white thigh to her soft, furry cunt-hair. With a slowness that drove her out of her mind, he lapped his wet tongue into her pussy fur and got it soaked with his saliva, as if he loved to lick a girl's pussy-hair.

  Diane had never had anyone do such a thing to her, and it was at once humiliating and strangely exciting. She fought back her feelings of excitement. She didn't want to get excited with these beasts!

  But a man's tongue was tantalizing her lips and mouth. Another was driving her tits wild. And another was teasing her cunt! Diane choked and squirmed helplessly against the post she was tied to. Her hands clawed in the aft, and her fingers stretched nervously as the three tongues ravished her body.

  Fuzzy feelings closed her mind in. She felt trapped, cornered. Here she was, tied to a post in the barn. Her aunt and uncle wouldn't be back for hours and hours! And three strange men were with her, as naked as she, and threateningly horny.

  Her mind whirled as the three tongues -- so gentle yet so devastating -- sent little thrills through her tensing, unwilling body. Unwanted ripples of pleasure shot through her lips, her tits and her pussy. She gasped.

  Ralph slowly stroked the tender round globe of her beautiful tit and ran his hand maddeningly over the sensitive flesh of her milk-white tit as he slowly licked and sucked her other one. She flexed under the slow, methodical ravishment of her tits. Her back arched as he pulled one small, throbbing nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. He kneaded her other tit with his hand, feeling it all over.

  Hank's wicked tongue burned its way around her cute little pussy with mind boggling deliberateness. With powerful hands, he parted Diane's close-pressed thighs and started to tease the tip of her quivery clit with the tip of his wet tongue. The contact made Diane's mouth tremble on Lenny's tongue.

  Diane gasped at the scary feelings the men's tongues induced in her body; the seep of silky fluid between her pussy-lips swelled to a flood and frightened her. She shut her eyes and fought against the sweep and roll of unwanted pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her senses.

  She wrenched her lovely mouth away from Lenny's and gasped as if in agony. "Stop! Ohhh, stop! Don't! Please! Ohhh, what are you trying to do to me?"

  No man looked at her face. Her delectable body had the three of them hypnotized. Her tits and cunt were like powerful magnets that couldn't be resisted. Even Lenny lowered his mouth and joined Ralph in his feast at Diane's thrusting, quivery tits. But the men answered her question.

  "Your tits are so delicious," Ralph murmured, giving her nipple deep sucks.

  "Fabulous," Lenny agreed, and licked his tongue up and down the gentle slope of her other tit.

  "Cute," Hank said thickly, kneeling in front of her twisty, squirmy pussy.

  Ralph and Lenny concentrated on her jutting tits, licking and sucking them hornily.

  Hank went on with his slow torture of her helpless pussy, tickling her clit gently with the tip of his tongue, driving the poor girl up the wall. When her legs got in his way, he gripped her ankles in his powerful fists and held them apart. Then he continued to wiggle the end of his tongue over the tip of her clit.

  Diane's rocking head fell forward. Her eyelids fluttered open lazily, and she gazed down at the mouths devouring her luscious tits. She felt the excruciating touch of Hank's tongue-tip teasing her clit, and she couldn't stand it all.

  "Why? Why?" she panted, writhing beneath the three tongues. "Why me? Where did you men come from? Oh, God -- stop that! Please! Ohhh, don't do this to me! Why are you here? You can't. I'll-I'll scream!"

  The men chuckled to hear that and went on with their pleasure.

  Diane panted for breath and rasped, "I'll die!"

  "You'll come!" Lenny said hotly.

  Diane caught her breath. "No! Please! I don't want to do this with you filthy men! I don't even know you!"

  "You wouldn't do it even if you knew us," Ralph murmured, and nibbled her stiff nipple.

  Diane's pretty head rocked loosely on her shoulders, and she couldn't get her thinking straight. New and strange sensations assaulted her body -- every inch of if -- even though the men were licking and sucking only her tits and pussy.

  What did that man mean? They didn't know she was a cockteaser. They didn't even know her! That's what made all of this so humiliating for her. Who were these dirty men?

  Bums, she thought, horrified. Local bums. Passing through. They must have seen her in the yard with her aunt and uncle. They must know her relatives were gone! That she was all alone here!

  "Oh, God," she whimpered and bit her lower lip as she struggled against her rising feelings of sensual pleasure. How could three tongues do this to her? She hated it -- and them.

  She shut her eyes tightly and bit into her lower lip to fight any pleasure that might creep into her body. She didn't want this to feel good. It was wrong, dirty, evil! Her fingers scratched against the post over her head, and her wrists twisted this way and that as she tried to free herself. It was no use. The leather cut into her flesh if she moved her arms too much. She had to stand still and let these men ravish her body!

  Wicked sensations fluttered through her tits and cunt and belly as the horny men deliberately aroused her flesh -- against her will. Never in her life had Diane thought that she could be made to moan against her will. She had made lots of boys and men groan against their wills, but now, she was on the receiving end of teasing. And it was pure torture for her! Every fiber of her being wanted to purr! How could that be? She despised these men! She hated this! Why was her naked body responding so warmly?

  Hank smiled to himself, glancing up now and then to watch her curvy hips twitch and writhe every once in a while. All three men were proud of themselves. Even their monstrous pricks, all wet and ready for fucking, didn't deter them from their goal -- to make this sweet teenager whimper with passion. It was pure delight to lick a girl like Diane until she succumbed to her own lust. It was pure joy to ravish her helplessly twisting body.

  Hank chuckled lewdly, which Diane didn't hear. He wedged his shoulder between her trembling thighs and forced them apart. He stared hotly into her pink-and-white cunt, furry with golden hair. With great care, he parted her pussy-hair with the tip of his middle finger.

  Diane felt that and cried, "Oh! No! Don't!"

  Hank chuckled again and inched his finger between the puffy lips of her mouth-watering cunt. His fingertip entered the softly yielding pink flesh of her fuck-hole. It was very wet. He looked up between his pals' heads, between Diane's thrusting tits, at her pretty face. She looked as if she were in a terrible agony as he slowly moved his fingertip in her pussy-hole. A little gurgling sound welled up from her throat and bubbled out of her half-parted lips.

  "Ohhh, don't..." she whimpered, and squirmed her cunt to escape his impaling finger.

  But Hank inched more of it inside her body. Her breath came in sharp, forceful gasps as her cute little ass quivered and quaked beneath the lewd invasion of her pussy.

  Hank grinned with satisfaction at seeing the young girl helplessly react to his probing finger. His cock enlarged between his open thighs and throbbed angrily in mid-air, leaking pre-cum.

  He started to turn and twist his finger teasingly between her tight little cunt-lips, making her fuck-hole spasm with each turn of his wrist. His big thick finger filled the mouth of her cunt, and it felt gigantic to her.

  The obscene torture of her helpless cuntmouth sent waves of unwanted heat coursing through her quivery pussy and belly. A ticklish sensation began in the pit of her stomach and alarmed her. It was the signal of impending orgasm!

  "No!" she shrieked, trying to twist her pussy away from the raunchy man. "No, no, noooo! Don't do that! Ohhh, please, stop licking me! Stop fingering my pussy!"


  The delicious agony became unbearable for her, and her whole body started to vibrate as she gasped for a cool breath. She went limp against the post she was tied to. Her eyes grew hazy and heavy. Her mind whirled. Unwanted pleasure radiated from her tortured, tingling body. The man's finger, half-buried up her cunt, had a highly disturbing effect on her feelings.

  Lenny fastened his wet mouth on the small quivering bud of her tit. His tongue lashed her nipple furiously, licking the protuberance, teasing it until she thought it would burst. He sucked on the tender bud, gently at first, then with increasing power, as if he knew just what Hank was doing with his finger in her cunt.

  Diane whimpered. Her whole body began to shake uncontrollably. The tremendous feelings in her tits seemed to connect with the dangerous feelings in her cunt. It felt to her like lightning streaking from her tits to her pussy and back up again. The electric thrills devastated her and rendered her more helpless than before. Even her wrists stopped struggling against the leather bonds. She felt whipped.

  Yet there was no relaxation for her, even though her tongue-teased body felt weak and beaten. Every fiber of her being seemed to be finely tuned to a high pitch of erotic pleasure. It was new to her -- new, and mind-boggling, and irresistible. What could she do against it when her own body was writhing and twisting as if it liked what was happening?

  Hank registered most of the girl's helpless responses and winked at his buddies who continued to lave her luscious tits with their relentless tongues. Hank waited for the psychological moment, then eased his soaked finger up into Diane's quivery cunt-hole. Her pussy-walls stretched, yet caressed, his invading finger. With his thumb-tip, he massaged her little pink clit and coaxed it into a quivery erection.

  Diane shuddered and whimpered as the small electric shocks of sensual delight stabbed deep in her belly, where her burgeoning fuck urge lay hidden.

  "Ohhhh," she groaned. Her eyes rolled in her head. Her pulsating pussy-mouth sucked on Hank's drilling finger.

  She didn't want it to happen, but her pussy started humping and squirming on the ravishing finger. Her tits started rising hard and pushing into the mouths of Lenny and Ralph. If she could see herself, she would have seen a luscious teenaged girl driven to the very brink of orgasm by three wild men.

  Each of the men paused from time to time to admire the girl. She looked so juicy and pretty tied as she was, with her arms stretched above her head and her curvy body squirming beneath the men's mouths. It was a sight to remember in future fuckless days and nights!

  These men were usually womanless, so to have a cute chick like Diane their sole prisoner of sex was pure delight. Each, in his own way, planned to get the most out of the girl. After all, what was a girl for?

  One last sane thought about what was happening to her in the barn caused Diane to cringe with humiliation at the obscene, evil acts she was being subjected to without her permission or desire. Then, even that mental protest was washed away by an overwhelming flash of heat that coursed from her tits to her fingerfucked cunt.

  The hot mouths and the cunt-raping finger left her body. Diane whimpered and forced her eyes open. The three men were standing, grinning, waiting for her.

  Her gaze dropped, and she stared at the size of Hank's big, swollen, wet cock. She gasped. She looked over at Lenny's enormous cock, then back to where Ralph's gigantic prick throbbed wetly near her naked hip.

  Panic gripped her tensed belly, and her cunt got wetter. Oh, dear God, she thought feverishly. Their cocks are so big! Enormous!

  "Wh-what are you going to do?" she asked in a terrified voice.

  The men laughed as they looked up and down her beautiful body. Diane needed no better answer than that. They were obviously horny out of their minds for her virginal flesh. They were raunchy, evil, twisted, lustful men -- more animals than men!

  "What do you think we're gonna do?" Ralph taunted.

  "I don't know!" she screeched. "Sure you do," Lenny chuckled. Hank grinned at her and peered lewdly into her wide blue eyes. "We're gonna fuck you, kitten," he said boldly.

  "Oh, no!" Diane cried. "You can't! Please! I-I never... ohhh, please, don't do this to me... why me? Don't, don't! I'll-I'll..."

  "You'll what?" Lenny teased.

  Diane blurted it out. "I'll jerk your pricks!"

  The three men reared back in laughter. "Not with your hands tied, you won't," Hank chuckled gleefully.

  "Besides," Lenny taunted, "we have lots of other things in store for a pretty little cunt like you."

  "We don't need your hands, honey," Ralph put in, staring hotly at her sweet pussy.

  The men accosted her then, taunting and teasing her vibrating body. Ralph caressed her ass-cheeks and whispered, "You ever been fucked in the asshole, baby?"

  Hank rubbed her sensitive pussy and clit and grinned at her. "How would you like my stiff cock up your cunt?"

  Lenny caressed her aching tits and said, "I'd like to fuck you between these lovely tits. You ever felt anything like that? Imagine my stiff prick running in and out and pumping cum all over you."

  Diane wanted to scream. She wanted to shriek and kick and struggle. But she was so overwhelmed by their raunchiness and powerful lust that all she could do was whimper helplessly before them and shed tears of dread.

  "You're terrible," she sobbed, quivering all over. "I hate you. Bastards. You're rotten bastards. You can't do this to a girl! It isn't right! It isn't fair!"

  As if she'd never uttered a word, the men discussed a pressing problem. Standing back from Diane's scrumptious body, they examined the situation.

  "We can't all get at her if she's tied up there," Ralph offered.

  "Hmmm, you're right," Hank agreed, eyeing Diane's wrists, tied above her head.

  "I think we should tie her somewhere else," Ralph suggested. "Somewhere where we can all feast on her luscious body."

  "You pigs!" Diane screamed at them.

  Hank peered into the cow stall, his prick jerking in mid-air like a piece of wet iron. "I have an idea," he said. "Cut her down."

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Diane screamed at first as one man cut her wrists free and another gripped her naked, slim waist. As she was lowered, she began to sob, then plead and beg. She wept, she cursed, she sniffed, she whimpered.

  "A fiery little thing," Hank observed, watching her with growing lust.

  "Her tits jiggle when she's upset," Lenny said with a lewd grin. His gaze fastened on her perfect tit-globes with their cute pink nipples, and his big prick throbbed wetly.

  "Take her in there," Hank said, nodding toward the empty stall. A cow mooed, and the heavy sound mixed with Diane's sudden moan of protest as Lenny and Ralph dragged her into the space.

  "Don't! Don't!" she cried, trying to resist. But it was no use. She was no match for two big, horny males, and they pulled her kicking and screaming into the hay-lined stall.

  "What are you doing?" Diane shrieked, pulling back every inch of the way.

  This was nice for Hank. He stood back and enjoyed the girl's display. Her tits jiggled some more. She crouched and tugged at the men's hands, which were gripping her wrists. Hank grinned, eyeing the way her naked little ass wiggled and twitched as she bent over and tried to pull back.

  Lenny and Ralph laughed and dragged her feet over the hay and yanked her writhing body into the stall. Ralph looked to Hank for further instructions.

  "Stick her head in there," Hank said.

  He pointed to the yoke used to hold the head of a cow so it could be milked. When Lenny asked what the wooden contraption was, Hank explained, then with a chuckle, he added, "We're gonna milk her, ain't we?"

  The three men laughed uproariously at that little joke while Diane sobbed and whimpered helplessly among them. Lenny and Ralph forced her down and stuck her pretty head into the apparatus. Hank stepped forward and lowered the over piece down and clamped the crying girl's head into the device. She was practically on all fours, forced into the shameful position by the yoke aroun
d her neck.

  If she thought she had been humiliated by being strung up on a post, that was nothing compared to what she felt now. She couldn't see the men now that her head was stuck into the contraption. But she was profoundly aware of their presence behind her. It was torture to know that the three of them could freely stand there and look at her naked, trapped body all they wanted to. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life.

  She soon learned not to struggle too much. The yoke hurt her head and neck if she did. So she stopped that. But calming down in that sense only heightened her feeling of danger and abuse. She became very aware of her cunt.

  Hank, Lenny and Ralph couldn't miss that. They all stood back and gazed with admiration at the teenager's cute little pussy. Bent over as she was, her cunt looked like a mouthwatering sandwich pressed between her closed thighs. Her curvy young ass was thrust high in the air because she kept her legs as straight as she could.

  "Wh-what are you doing back there?" Diane rasped nervously, shivering all over.

  Receiving no reply but a chuckle of lust, she figured out that her ass was too high under these circumstances. She had bent over many times in front of her bedroom mirror, so she knew how she looked from behind. Wouldn't the sight of her fully exposed asshole and pussy give these raunchy men terrible ideas?

  Sobbing, she dropped to her hands and knees, trying to hide herself. She scrunched her knees up as far as she could get them in hopes that this would not only lower her vulnerable ass, but conceal her cunt.

  The men were onto her, though. Lenny dropped to his knees at her side and laughed. He grabbed her right leg and pulled it back some. "Don't go too far," he laughed.

  Catching on, Ralph got on his knees at her other side and pulled her other leg back. Winking at his partner, he and Lenny parted her lovely legs and made her cunt peek out again, golden and puffy-lipped. Her tits grew taut as she sobbed and strained to avoid this humiliating position.