It had been a particularly good night at the Peach Pit After Dark Club.
Valerie Malone was more than pleased as she tossed the wad of cash into the
safe. A few more nights like this and the place might actually start turning
a profit. She smiled a broad smile as the safe slammed shut. The night’s
take was especially satisfying since all of the snobby Beverly Hills girls
were there to see how well she was doing. Donna Martin, Kelly Taylor, Claire
Arnold, Andrea Zuckerman-Vasquez and even Brenda Walsh, fresh off the plane
from London, were on hand to see. Val had every reason to feel proud of
herself.

As the girls sat at the bar, Val pulled a handful of beers from the cooler and
passed them around. “Here’s to good friends and prosperity forever.” She
said, rasing her bottle. Only Donna hesitated before opening her beer and
joining the others in their toast.

Val was a bit upset when Brenda’s stories of England began to dominate the
attention. It had been a hard road to acceptance for Val, and now this snotty
bitch was back and taking her spotlight. Well into her third beer, Valerie
began to wish painful torture and death on Brenda Walsh.

Donna was checking her watch, wondering when they would be leaving, when the
girls were startled by a loud crashing sound. Looking up, they saw that the
back door had been kicked in. One by one, a group of young gang members filed
out of the dark alley and into the club. In moments, two dozen or so tough
looking young men stood in the doorway to the club. They looked like serious
trouble and each of the girls gave a gasp of fright.

Val, who felt her territory violated, was the first to regain her composure.
She stood up and took a step towards them, assuming a stance much like Batgirl
might, her legs astride and her fists on her curvaceous hips. “What the Hell
do you think you’re doing in my club?” She asked defiantly.

None of the men responded, but they continued to advance on the girls. Val
was determined not to back down. “If you don’t get out right now, I am
calling the police.” She said, her voice wavering slightly.

One of the youths took a step forward. The others looked to him as if he were
their leader. He was a tall, rough looking white male, in his mid twenties
with short black hair and ruthless look about him. “I don’t think you want to
do that.” He replied. The rest of his gang, all mixed races and equally
tough looking, moved in tightly around their leader.

Val still was in no mood to back down. “Donna.” She said calmly. “Call
911.”

The leader simply raised his left hand slowly. Without a word, three of his
gang rushed to the phone, beating Donna to it. They tore it from the wall,
smashing it on the ground. “Kind of tough to call with no phone bitch.” The
leader snarled.

Val felt her knees shaking with fear now. “Listen.” She said, trying not to
whimper. “If you just leave now, we won’t tell the cops. Just go now
please.”

“Nice place you have here.” Replied the leader. “Be a damn shame to have to
mess it up.”

“What do you want?” Cried a frightened Donna, drawing an angry stare from
Val.

“All we want,” Growled the leader. “Is the money from tonight. You were
pretty busy here and there ought to be enough cash in the safe to make it
worth our while to just leave you alone.”

Val stood silently, staring at him for a long while. “What are you doing?”
Mumbled Claire. “Give them the money and let’s get this over with.”

“Shut up.” Spat Val. Tonight had been her best night in business. The money
was hers, she had earned it. No way she was just going to let these punks
take it away.

“You better listen to your pretty little friend there sweets.” The leader
said, opening his jacket to reveal the butt of a handgun. “We know you’ve got
plenty of cash. Give it to us and we might just leave peacefully.”

If there was one thing Val hated more than being bossed around, it was losing
money. She knew that giving them the money was the sane thing to do, but at
that moment, Val was not thinking rationally. Her head spun with fear and
anger as she felt herself turn towards the safe. Another five seconds and the
decision would have been made, but the leader broke first. Reaching out
quickly, he grabbed Brenda by the hair, pulling her close, holding his gun to
her head. “Maybe you’ll change your mind now.” He said. “Before I have to
blow your friend’s brains all over your club.”

Val actually had to fight back her desire to laugh out loud. Not five minutes
ago, she was wishing a torturous death on Brenda and now this thug was using
threats on her life as a threat to Val. Still, she was a bit surprised at the
tingle she felt at the sight of the Queen Bitch, Brenda Walsh with a gun to
her head. Her nipples tightened beneath her blouse. It was the most perverse
pleasure she had ever felt.

“Val?” Kelly’s pleading, questioning voice brought Val out of her trance.
Unable to think straight, she responded with the first thing that came to her
mind. “Fuck you.” Her words were once again confident.

Something snapped inside of the leader’s head. He could not afford to blow
this. The money was too important. This stupid bitch was actually standing
up to him. This was not supposed to happen. He could kill any of them right
then and there, but she didn’t seem to care. There was no way he was going to
murder anyone, but she couldn’t have known that. Or was she able to see
through his bluff? At a standstill and with his men watching, Rocco made
another decision. He didn’t want to kill anyone, but he had to get his hands
on that money. If death didn’t scare this bitch, then he knew what would. He
had Brenda by the neck in a choke hold with one arm while keeping his gun to
her head with the other. Smiling at Val, he let one hand slip from Brenda’s
shoulder and gave her left breast a squeeze. When she squealed and tried to
get loose, he jabbed the gun into her temple. “Don’t you fucking move.” He
said menacingly.

Everyone shuffled nervously as Rocco man handled Brenda through her blouse. He
smiled up at Val. “Maybe, we should have a little fun with a few of your rich
friends. Hell, I think we deserve a little prime Beverly Hills pussy.” He
moved his hand up to Brenda’s collar and ripped her blouse open, sending
buttons flying across the room and bringing a reaction from everyone in the
room.

The girls all gasped in fear, Donna felt as if she might faint. The gang
members laughed lustily as Brenda’s smallish, firm tits came into view.

“No bra?” Rocco questioned. “Planning on getting some later you rich slut?”
He teased. “Well, I think me and the boys here can accommodate you. In fact,
there might be just enough of you here for all of us to get some good fucking
and sucking.”

Kelly acted first, bolting towards the door to try and get help. Three tough
looking young men blocked the door and grabbed her. Rocco smiled. He would
have to put a stop to this sort of foolishness right away. “Get that cunt
over here now.” He shouted.

Rocco tossed Brenda aside, leaving her quivering in a pile on the floor, her
blouse torn open. Kelly was dragged over, most of the fight scared out of
her, to where Rocco stood. “Now, this is a fine rich slut.” He raised his
gun to her face, then turned to Val. “We’re gonna play a little game here. I
am going to give blondie here some orders. She’ll to as I say, no matter what
I say, until you open the safe.” Turning back to Kelly, he smiled. “If you
don’t do everything I tell you to, your friend here will have one Hell of a
clean up job.” He paused a moment then smiled again. “In fact, line up all
of these cunts over here.”

In spite of some struggling, the girls were soon lined up before Rocco. All
five of them, Kelly, Brenda, Donna, Andrea and Claire stood before the leader,
with only Val left out. “Last chance.” He said to Val. “Open it or I’ll
start having some real fun with your cunt friends.” Val straightened up
defiantly. “OK, let’s begin.” Rocco mumbled. “Tops off.” None of the girls
made a move. Rocco cocked his gun. NOW!” Reluctantly, the girls began to
work their tops off. Kelly standing closest to Rocco, unbuttoned her sheer
blouse quickly in spite of her trembling fingers. Shrugging off the expensive
blouse, Kelly stood there in her pretty lace bra. There were some approving
mumbles about her average sized tits. Rocco smiled then nodded at her. “That
too.: He said flatly.

Kelly shot a look at Val, knowing that some part of the brunette loved the
idea of Kelly having to be humiliated like this, but even she knew that Val
would stop this before it went too far. Not even a cold hearted bitch like
Val would let them all get raped. She removed her bra, showing everyone her
firm, B cup breasts. Kelly tried not to let the lustful comments of the men
bother her. She had been stared at before and just wanted to get this over
with.

Since Brenda’s blouse had been torn open, all she had to do was shrug her
shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were much like Kelly’s. A
bit smaller perhaps with nipples that were a half shade darker and stood out
more against her pale skin.

Donna was next, but stood motionless until one of Rocco’s thugs drew his own
gun and pointed it at her head. With a tear in her eye, Donna lowered the
straps of her tight, black mini dress. Even the other girls turned their eyes
towards their friend. Donna had virtually tripled the size of her breasts
over the summer and the question of their authenticity had been a prime topic
of Beverly Hills gossip. In truth, Donna had treated herself to a very
expensive boob job for her eighteenth birthday, but had not told any of her
friends. The discovery of her secret surgery was not even a concern for Donna
at his point, as her dress lowered, revealing her cosmetically enhanced,
perfect 36D breasts. The men lewdly catcalled and whistled. Claire, Brenda
and Kelly lowered their eyes, in part for their friend’s embarrassment, but
also in part to look down at their own breasts in jealous disbelief.

Andrea noticed the others’ admiring looks at Donna’s silicone breasts and
fought back a grin. As she pulled her T shirt over her head and unfastened
her bra, she thought, “At least mine are all natural.” Indeed, they were.
Although her own impressive size could be directly attributed to her recent
pregnancy, Andrea’s fairly small chest had ballooned to an astounding 38DD.
Her round, milk filled breasts jutted out proudly in spite of her
embarrassment at having so many strange, potentially dangerous men seeing her
as only two men had seen her previously.

Feeling more embarrassed than scared after seeing Donna and Andrea’s
impressive chests, Claire slipped quickly out of her silk blouse. She wore no
bra, as she fully intended on getting good and fucked tonight. Seeing all of
the leering men around her, made her think that this was in inevitable fact of
life at this point.

As Val looked at her five friends, all topless before these men, she did not
feel the sense of fear and urgency that Rocco had been hoping for. In fact,
she was feeling the slightest tingle of sexual excitement knowing that the
immediate future of all of them rested on her shoulders. How many times had
they turned their backs on her? How many times had they looked at her with
contempt and disgust? Well, now it was their turn to feel alone and exposed.
Val found herself loving that feeling of control and power.

Rocco finally tore his eyes away from the lovely sight of nearly a dozen rich
bitch tits and said to Val. “Well, bitch, now that you see how serious I am,
are you ready to spare your friends any more embarrassment and give us the
money?”

Looking into the eyes of the other girls, Val could see their expressions,
ranging from pure contempt to sheer terror. Her motive now a combination of
her determination not to give up any of her money and a secret longing to see
the Beverly whores get what was coming to them, Val turned to Rocco and
grinned. “Read my lips scum bag. Fuck You!”

There was a shocked gasp from the gang members, who were used to getting their
way. The girls moaned in protest, not fully understanding Val’s reaction.

“What are you doing Valerie?” Asked Donna desperately.

“She’s getting back at us.” Replied Kelly. “OK Val, I think you’ve made your
point. Now open the safe and let’s get out of this.”

“Kelly, this has nothing to do with any of that. I’m just not going to let
these assholes come in here and take my money.” She replied.

“Shut up both of you.” Rocco shouted, turning to Val with an expressions
beyond anger. “I’m not fucking with you anymore. Your friends here are going
to be stripped down to nothing in about thirty seconds if you don’t
cooperate.”

Val simply folded her arms defiantly. “You don’t have the guts or the time to
do anything with them.” She challenged.

Without a word, Rocco stepped to Kelly. Take the rest of it off now blondie.”
He spat.

Glaring at Val, Kelly undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She wore
a high cut pair of bikini briefs, barely covering her pussy and showing off
her thin thighs. Down the line, Rocco went, ordering each girl to disrobe.
Brenda tugged down her tight jeans, Donna’s dress was dropped, Andrea let her
loose skirt fall and Claire, removed her shorter than short mini. Now, all
five stood in just their shoes and panties. All except Claire, who never wore
any panties.

With a look, Rocco ordered one of his thugs to finish the stripping.
Brandishing a switch blade, the young man tugged the elastic band of Kelly’s G
string and with a flick of his wrist, cut the fabric and pulled off the small
garment. She made no attempt to cover herself, standing still and silent
staring at Val. Brenda was next, her bikini cut Jockey’s cut away, exposing
her clean shaven cunt to everyone. Next came Donna, whose thick, dark bush
was a stunning contrast to her bleached blonde hair.

Andrea summoned up all her pride and took down her own panties before the hood
could cut them from her. She blushed all over as she felt the eyes checking
her up and down, taking in her soft, round figure, still plump from pregnancy.
Not all of the hair had grown back yet. In fact, Andrea had found that since
her pussy had been shaved bare, Jessie, her husband, had been much more open
to giving her the tonguing she so dearly loved.

As the five frightened girls stood, clad in only their shoes, Rocco pulled up
a chair. “Sit.” He said to Val. “I want you to have a good view of the
festivities.”

Taking her seat and eyeing the five most prominent females in her social
circle, Val came to a bit of reality. As much as she wanted to see this self
righteous pack of bitches get theirs, Val knew that if she just let it happen,
her life in Beverly Hills would be ruined. Thinking quickly, she worked up a
few tears. “Please, please don’t hurt my friends. They haven’t done anything
to deserve this.”

Rocco smiled, visibly relieved, but there were plenty of disappointed groans
from his friends. “All right then, open the fucking safe and maybe we’ll let
you all go.”

Wiping away her tears, Val looked up at Rocco. “I-I-I can’t.” She whimpered.
“It’s on a time lock and can’t be opened until eight o’clock tomorrow.”

Rocco looked at her curiously. It made sense. A place like this would want
all the cash locked away until a courier could get it. But something was
wrong. If there was a time lock, why hadn’t she told him that from the start?
Why had she, all of a sudden, changed her tune? If she was bluffing, then he
was going to have to call it.

“Guess what blondie?” Rocco said, turning to Kelly. “I don’t believe your
friend here. I think she thinks I’m too stupid to see through her shit.”

“No.” Said Val. “That’s not it, honest. Please don’t hurt them. Oh
please.” Val broke down crying, her face buried in her hands.

Rocco hesitated only a moment before moving into his next phase. “OK boys,
since Miss fancy pants here won’t cooperate, let’s get down to some serious
business.” He pointed to various gang members as he barked out orders. “Get
the two big titted sluts over here. Put the tiny one over there. Leave the
other two where they are.”

Soon, the girls were arranged the way Rocco wanted them. He was going to put
on a show for Val that would scare her into opening the safe.

Donna and Andrea were standing close to Val as Rocco walked up to them. “First
of all.” He said, addressing them as well as Val. “We are going to have a
nice big titty show.” They all laughed as he pointed to Andrea and Donna.

Andrea hung her head, avoiding the leering eyes of the young men. Donna tried
to cover her silicone enhanced chest. Rocco reached out to take Donna’s hands
away and the pretty blonde slapped him across the face. He laughed back at
her, raising his gun and pointing it at her. “Sweetie, that’s going to cost
you later. Now be a good girl and let my friends see those nice titties.”
Seeing no mercy in his eyes, Donna dropped her hands. Both girls winced as
Rocco reached his hands up and cupped a breast from each. He chuckled to
himself as he fondled the handfuls of flesh. “Not bad.” He said, smiling.
Donna began to blush as Rocco’s rough touch made her nipple stiffen
involuntarily. He laughed at her. “Nice tits slut, but I prefer the real
thing.” Turning to his gang, he called out. “Anyone want to come play with
some plastic Barbie doll tits?” In a flash, one of the gang members rushed to
Rocco’s side, taking his place and began to roughly handle Donna’s big
breasts. Tears filled her eyes as the young thug took pleasure in playing
with her firm nipples.

Rocco meanwhile, turned all of his attention to Andrea and her naturally
pendulous breasts. “Those fake tits are OK, but I love the big sloppy real
ones like you’ve got.” He took one in each hand and began to really squeeze
them hard. It was getting late and past time for Hanna’s feeding, so it
didn’t take too long for Andrea’s engorged breasts to begin to leak milk. She
looked away in shame as Rocco started laughing aloud. “Well fellas, looks
like this one is a mama. Guess it’s feeding time eh honey?” He said. “Say
mommy, mind if me and the boys have a taste?” Before she could respond, Rocco
bent his head down and flicked up the drop of milk from her right nipple.

“Please.” Andrea begged, whispering. “Don’t.” She looked over at Val,
pleading with her eyes. Andrea was afraid for her safety, but also fearful
that Rocco would continue to suck milk from her breasts. She knew the effect
that always had on her.

Taking his cue from Rocco, the other man, Butch, a grungy white man in his
late twenties, bent his head and began to assault Donna’s exposed nipples with
his mouth. She had thick, rubbery nipples that Butch took great joy in
chewing on. Donna bit her lip to fight back tears, but also to hide the
little gasps of pleasure she felt at having her sensitive nipples bitten.
Although Donna used her nipples extensively in her masturbatory pleasure, no
one else had ever played with them.

Meanwhile, Rocco was going to town on Andrea, milking her breasts with his
hands as he lapped up the sweet fluid as it shot out into his mouth. Ever
since she had begun lactating, Andrea had loved having Jessie suck her swollen
tits. It always hot her hot and ready to fuck. But, Jessie had never sucked
her with such harsh urgency. What Rocco was doing had Andrea’s pussy hotter
than it had ever been in her life. She closed her eyes and tried to stay in
control as he drove her half crazy.

Donna’s eyes were shut now as she found herself lost in the dizzying feeling
of this strange man’s mouth on her breast. She wanted nothing more than to
run away from the vile beast, however, the things he was doing had her virgin
pussy hotter than ever in her life. She hardly even noticed when a second
mouth began to assault her other exposed nipple. All Donna could do was
squeeze her eyes tighter and gasp.

Andrea was frightened to feel her pussy juices running down the inside of her
thighs. She silently prayed that Rocco and the others would not notice, and
tried to rub her legs together discreetly to eliminate any evidence. It was
too late, as she felt Rocco remove his mouth from her breast. Frightened, she
opened her eyes to see him staring at her.

“I see this slut has sprung another leak.” He said, running his finger
through the wet trail on her leg and bringing it to his lips. “Oh yes, I’d
say mommy here is ready to get good and fucked.” Andrea opened her mouth to
protest, but Rocco kissed her hard on the lips, probing her mouth with his
tongue. She fought hard against both Rocco and the urge to kiss him back.

Breaking the kiss, Rocco grinned. “Not bad, but not my style.” He said to
Andrea. “Someone take her over to the bar.” He called. “Let me test another
one.” With that, Andrea was dragged over to a bar stool and forced to sit.
Rocco now watched the two young men working on Donna’s big tits. Her head was
thrown back, eyes shut tight. There were tears running down her cheeks, but
Rocco had his suspicions as to why she was crying. He walked over to the
pretty blonde. “Now this one,” He growled. “This one looks a lot more my
style.”

Donna’s eyes popped open and she renewed her struggles. The men stopped
playing with her breasts and held her tightly as Rocco stood directly in front
of the terrified Donna. Smiling, he reached down to her thighs and stroked
them. “I wonder how hot it gets inside of a Beverly Hills whore.” He
pondered.

“No, please,” Donna begged. “I’m still a virgin, please don’t hurt me.”

Rocco stopped for a moment, trying to read her face for any sign of deception.
Seeing that she was sincere, he laughed aloud. “Oh how perfect. A rich, big
titted virgin. I’m going to do this one myself.” He bellowed. “But first,
let’s see if she is telling the truth.” He wet his finger and rubbed it
against her moist lower lips, then slipped it up inside of her. Donna yelped
in pain as his probing finger became the first thing to penetrate her
womanhood. After wiggling it around a bit, Rocco pulled his finger out and
licked it clean. “Ahhhh,” He said. “Fresh virgin cunt. My favorite.” He
stepped back. “Put her aside for now. Let’s play with some of the other
sluts for a while.”

Donna was dragged into the corner with Andrea as Rocco’s thugs brought Claire
over to him. The tiny brunette was trying to cover her shaved pussy lips from
all of the staring eyes before her. Part of her was remembering all of the
times she had fucked herself with her dildo while dreaming of being gang raped
by pirates or marauding Indians, however this was real, not some fantasy.
These men were set on fucking her and she could not stop them no matter what
she did or said. Clair found herself both terrified and aroused. Her little
nipples hardened against her breasts, poking into her protecting palms. Her
bald pussy lips were slick with her flowing juices.

Rocco laughed in Claire’s face. “Such a tiny slut.” He said. “Some of the
boys just might break you in half little one.” He touched her chin, trying to
move her face, and Claire slapped his hand away defiantly. Before she could
blink, Rocco returned her blow with a hard slap across her face, nearly
knocking the petite coed off her feet. “Don’t you ever fucking touch me again
unless I tell you to, bitch.” He screamed as a stunned Claire rubbed her
burning cheek. “Now slut.” He yelled in her face. “Take your hands away
from your cunt. NOW!” Claire jumped a little in fright and moved her hands
away, fully exposing her small, flat stomach and her shaved pussy to the room
of men, all of whom cheered loudly at the spectacle.

“Such a pretty little cunt.” Rocco mocked. “I think it needs to be nice and
wet, or else one of the bigger boys might just split you in two angel. Why
don’t you work it up for us. Get it nice and slick.”

Claire hesitated, too scared to move as all eyes stared at her. She moved her
trembling hands between her thighs. Her finger tips crept up until they made
contact with the hot, smooth, moist flesh of her outer lips.

“Come on.” Spat Rocco. “Get that little cunt all juiced up for our cocks.”

Claire felt a twinge of shame as the tip of her middle finger parted her
pussy. She moaned aloud as her other fingers brushed against her clit. The
shame she felt at masturbating in front of strangers was soon washed away by
the deep burning itch she felt to fill her hot little hole with something,
anything. for now, her fingers would have to do. Slowly, Claire’s middle
finger disappeared up inside of her pussy. She parted her thighs a bit more
to get better access. Tossing her head back and closing he eyes, Claire added
her index finger to her now dripping hole.

Val smiled slightly as she watched. Once, while drunk, Claire had revealed
her secret rape fantasies to Val. “Looks like they’re going to come true
Claire.” She thought to herself as she watched the younger girl finger fuck
her slick cunt.

Claire no longer cared who was watching, the burning inside her was too much
to resist. Two fingers jammed in and out of her aching pussy while her free
hand alternated between her stiff nipples and her swollen clit. She was
getting close to bringing herself to a shuttering climax when Rocco grabbed
her wrists and held them tightly. Claire shrieked more in frustration than in
fright. Rocco brought her pussy juice soaked fingers to his mouth and sucked
them greedily. “Mmmm, now that is sweet pussy. Someone is gonna be real
lucky to taste this one. Hold her here.” He shouted, and two men grabbed her
arms and held her while Rocco walked over to the remaining two girls.

“Last two sluts.” He growled, glancing over to Val for any signs of
weakening. She just sat, staring. It was almost as if she was too compelled
by the show to try and stop it. Four thugs dragged Kelly and Brenda to the
center of the room. “Now, now, you two look like the queen bitches here.” He
said. The two girls looked at each other. Years of competition had not been
forgotten despite their friendship.

“What I am going to do is have a contest so see which of you is really the
queen. Butch, get over here.” A stout, homely man rushed to Rocco’s side.
“Butch here is going to sample both of your cocksucking techniques. The one
who makes him cum is the winner. The loser gets to take part in my next
little show. Butch grinned wickedly, his smile missing several teeth. Brenda
and Kelly felt hands forcing them to their knees before the burley man. He
reached into his oil stained jeans and fished out his fat, limp cock.

“Well,” He grunted. “Don’t just stare at it sluts. Start sucking.”

“Yes.” Rocco prodded. “The one who gets him to shoot his load avoids the
next punishment. I do suggest you do your best to win.”

Brenda and Kelly looked at each other. Under any normal circumstances, they
would have vomited at the thought of sucking this creep off, but now,
terrified, their minds raced. The competitive nature between the two, coupled
with buried resentment seemed to make coaxing a load of cum from the slob the
most important thing in the world.

A step quicker than her friend, Brenda grabbed the man’s cock in her tiny hand
and gave it a squeeze. She looked up at him with her pretty brown eyes. From
experience, Brenda knew that men loved to look down into those eyes while she
gave head. “An ugly brute like this is likely to shoot off from just a sexy
smile, ” she thought to herself as his cock head brushed against her lips.
Brenda Walsh was an expert cock tease. Years of practice on her twin brother
and his friends had perfected teasing skills and they served her well now that
she aimed to please as well as tease. Using his cockhead like a lipstick,
Brenda traced her mouth, feeling him pulse and grow in her hand, the desire
burning in her dark eyes.

“If that is what you call giving head,” Spat Kelly, “It’s no wonder Dylan
dumped you for me.” The blonde girl shoved Brenda aside and took her place
before Butch. The burly man chuckled. He was used to having to scare women
into fucking him, and here were these two Beverly Hills rich cunts, fighting
to get his dick in their mouths.

Kelly understood the task at hand. She was determined to get this disgusting
pig off, not make him fall in love with her. Despite her recent monogamous
relationship, Kelly had gone down on her share of men in her lifetime. She
made a mental note as Butch’s cockhead penetrated her lips. This was cock
number 58 to have come to rest in the young girl’s hot, willing mouth.

Butch’s fat cock stretched Kelly’s mouth wide. She immediately went to work
on the underside of his shaft with her tongue. Years in high school of
practicing on frat guys had allowed Kelly to perfect the art of milking semen
from a man’s balls until he could not see straight, and this six inch cock may
have been fat, but it was no match for her wide open, deep throat. Within
seconds, Kelly’s lips gripped the base of his cock with ease as she used her
tongue to play with his heavy balls. This drove all men wild, and Butch was
no exception. He groaned loudly as her skilled mouth worked him over.

Seeing the gleam of triumph in Kelly’s eyes, Brenda knew she had to act
quickly or be beaten by her blonde rival. With a shove, Brenda brushed her
competition aside and took the throbbing prick back into her mouth. She was
going to pull out all the stops this time. This scum bag was going to get the
BJ of his life. In England, Brenda had often run out of money and had taken
to sucking cock around her school campus for small sums of money to keep her
in a flat. As such, Brenda had developed quite a reputation as not only the
biggest whore on campus, but also the best little cocksucker on that side of
the Atlantic.

She brushed her teeth over Butch’s cockhead, causing him to flinch and moan
deeply. “Damn” He whispered. “You’re a great little cocksucking whore ain’t
ya?” Brenda had heard that particular statement so many times is almost
sounded natural, even coming from this scuzzy man. Using her teeth down the
length of his shaft, Brenda gently nibbled at his cock, all the while lapping
against it with her great tongue.

Kelly watched on amazed as Brenda licked, nibbled and hummed like a starving
child feasting on a candy stick. She had always felt confident that she was
better that Brenda. Dylan had told her as much numerous time, but watching
Brenda Walsh gobble this man’s knob had Kelly afraid of losingthis little
contest.

Just as the big man closed his eyes and reached for Brenda’s head, Kelly
bumped her out of the way. Before he could begin to protest, Kelly had the
entire cock down her throat again. Since he seemed to enjoy it nasty, Kelly
was determined to give it to him as nasty as she could. She opened her soft
lips wide and jammed his cock into her throat, causing her to choke and drool
all over the throbbing shaft. Kelly had learned this little trick, not by
choice, one night at a frat party and it always made for very wet, very loud
blow jobs.

Looking down at Kelly’s covergirl face, Butch sneered. She was bobbing wildly
on his cock, choking herself with it and letting spit run down her chin, onto
her tits. The incredibly nasty sight was too much. She was a few short
strokes from getting a sperm shower when he saw the brunette shove her way in.
“Damn.” He growled

Knowing that the moment of truth was near, Brenda grabbed his slick shaft and
stroked it wildly. With her other hand, she grabbed his balls and lifted
them. Before Kelly could recover enough to stop her, Brenda had her head
buried down between Butch’s legs.

“Oh God!” Butch moaned. “She’s got her tongue up my ass.” The other men
cheered. Val smiled. Kelly knew she was about to lose. Instead of giving up
however, the beautiful blonde moved her face right in front of Butch’s cock.

“Come on stud.” Pleaded Kelly, her covergirl face just inches from the
swollen head of Butch’s cock. Brenda was stroking madly, aiming his fuck
stick right at her rival’s mug, driving her tongue as deep into the big man’s
asshole as she could, striving to bring him off.

“I know you want to cum.” Kelly hissed. “Does it feel good to have that
whore’s tongue up your ass? I know you want to cum. Come on, feed me your
cum. Feed it to me Come on fucker, spray my face with all your fuck juice.”

The men all cheered as their friend was worked over by the two beautiful
coeds. The girls stood, open mouthed, shocked by their friends’ lewd
behavior. Val just smiled at the slutty way Kelly and Brenda were fighting
for this scum bag’s cum.

Beyond holding back, Butch cried out as he felt his balls explode. With
Brenda’s tongue in his ass. the burly man let loose a thick stream of white,
hot cum. It splashed directly against Kelly’s cheek, splattering loudly and
running down her face. Reflexively, Kelly turned her mouth to the stream of
sticky fluid. Butch shot a second powerful blast directly into her open
mouth, grunting loudly as he felt his balls empty all over the young blonde’s
pretty face. She greedily lapped up all she could before sucking his still
pulsing head between her lips to drain the final drops of jizz that trickled
onto her tongue.

“Very nice sluts.” Rocco said. “You competed well. Now it’s time to finish
playing with the last little bitch while the brunette here pays her debt.”

Kelly smiled, Butch’s cum, still running down her chin. “Go take your
punishment Brenda. Too bad you lost cunt.”

“Fuck you Kelly, I made him cum. You just took his load on your slutty face,
you whore.” Spat Brenda.

“Girls, girls.” Rocco chuckled. “I assure you, you’re both perfect sluts,
but I’m afraid, blondie, that your friend is right. It was her tongue in
Butch’s ass that made him cum.

Brenda grinned triumphantly. Kelly tried to protest, but was quickly dragged
over to Rocco. “Bring the little one too.” He snapped. Claire was brought
before him. “Since you never got to cum for us, I’m gonna let you do
something special for all of us to see.” He said, caressing Claire’s cheek.

She struggled to get away, but was held tightly. Rocco grabbed a bottle of
beer from the counter and poured the contents at Claire’s feet. She shivered
as the cold liquid splattered on her bare legs and trembled as he held the
long necked glass bottle before her face.

“Take this honey.” He said “Take it and show us how you would have sucked
Butch off.” The men laughed and cheered as Claire’s trembling fingers wrapped
around the bottle. She tensed up and thought of using it on the gang leader’s
head. “I wouldn’t if I were you.” He said, as if reading her mind. “They’ll
blow your pretty head off before you even swing that bottle.”

Realizing that it was true, Claire took the bottle in her fingers and stood
awaiting Rocco’s next instructions. “Go on” He barked. “Give the boys a
show. Make like the bottle is your boyfriend and make him feel good.”

As the men hooted and called out, Claire brought the bottle to her mouth,
trying to drown out the noise and humiliation. Rocco left her side and stood
beside Valerie. “This Princess here is gonna have to pleasure her glass lover
for as long as you say sweets.”

Thinking quickly, Val blurted out. “OK, stop it now.”

Rocco shook his head. “Not so fast love. She can stop as soon as you cum.”

Val’s face went white. He wasn’t supposed to hurt her. He was just supposed
to make her watch while he abused the others. “Don’t touch me.” She whined.

“Oh sweets, I’m not going to touch you.” He replied. “You see, she is going
to fuck and suck that bottle until you cum, but it’s not going to be me who
works on your cunt. It’s going to be her.” Rocco pointed at Kelly.

Kelly gasped. “What?”

“That’s right blondie, you lost the cock sucking contest, so you have to get
down on your knees and lick her cunt until she cums.”

Two gang members forced Kelly to her knees while Rocco forced Val’s leather
skirt up to her waist. He took a long look at her firm thighs and the black
silk panties she wore. He smiled as he pulled them off her legs, noticing the
damp spot on her crotch. “Now then.” He announced. “The rules are as
follows. Cutie over there has to put on a nice show with the bottle until
blondie here makes the boss lady cum. As soon as she does, we’ll stop.”

Val’s mind raced. Years of fucking lame high school boys had taught her how
to fake a climax convincingly. She could end the whole thing rather quickly.
Kelly had begun to cry as they dragged her over to Vat’s barstool. “I don’t
have to make it go on for very long.” She thought to herself.

As if reading her mind, Rocco said, “Sure, you can fake it at any time, bitch.
Just remember this, if I even think that it’s not real, I’ll kill every one of
you right on the spot.”

Donna started to cry and the others trembled at the cold, hard tone in his
voice.

“Let the games begin.” Rocco announced with a shout.

Claire brought the bottle up to her trembling lips and kissed it gently. If
Kelly did a good job eating Val’s’ cunt, or better yet, if Val faked a good
cum, then it would be over before she had to anything too disgusting with the
long necked glass bottle.

As Val looked down at Kelly’s tear streaked face, she had every intention of
giving the best fake orgasm of her life within moments of Kelly touching her.
Val knew she could pull it off, and that would save Kelly and Claire from too
much embarrassment.

Kelly looked up from between Val’s thighs with a look of utter contempt. “You
bitch,” She whispered. “You’re just loving this aren’t you?”

Something snapped in Val’s head. All thoughts of faking a climax and getting
this over with vanished and were replaced by the realization that she had
total power in this situation. She had Kelly at her complete disposal. After
all the shit she had taken from her, Val knew Kelly could not stop licking her
cunt until she had climaxed. Val grinned broadly.

“Just get to it Kelly, lick my pussy and make me cum now!” She whispered.

Kelly buried her face between Val’s thighs. She had messed around with girls
before, but this was a girl she hated. Val kept her knees close together,
forcing Kelly to really push her face hard to get at the brunette’s closely
trimmed pussy. At first, Kelly just held her face in close to see if Val was
going to fake it. The brunette responded by clamping her firm thighs around
the blonde’s head and using her hand to push Kelly’s face into her crotch.

Claire was silently stroking the bottle with her fingers as she watched Kelly
forced to go down on Val. Part of her was terrified, but she was at least
relieved not to be in Kelly’s position. Spurred on by the catcalls of the
gang, she brought the bottle to her lips and kissed the tip. Claire had
performed inciting acts on bottle of beer before numerous times at parties and
in bars, but she had a feeling these guys were going to want to see more than
her usual teasing. They all seemed to have blood in their eyes.

Feeling eyes staring at her Kelly fought back tears as she stuck her out her
tongue and got her first taste of Val’s pussy. It was strong, and her lips
dripped with juices. “The fucking slut is enjoying seeing us abused.” Kelly
thought to herself. Remembering the tone in Rocco’s voice reminded Kelly of
their fate if she failed to do a good job. She put her ideas of revenge on
Val aside and concentrated on getting the cunt to cum. She buried her tongue
deeper into the brunette’s steaming folds. Val’s tight inner muscles gripped
the invader as Kelly tried to tongue fuck her.

Val closed her eyes and moaned as Kelly worked on her. The feeling of power
that gripped her was far better than any sexual feeling she might have had.
Here was Princess Kelly, who had hated Val for so long, on her knees, forced
to lick her cunt. A small shudder went through her body and Val had to fight
against the overwhelming urge to climax. No way she wanted this to end so
quickly.

Claire was working the neck of the bottle into her mouth, sucking it as best
she could, trying to keep the gang of horny men satisfied with her oral show.
What she was in fact doing, was showcasing her oral talents for all of them to
see. Her soft lips gripped the clear, glass neck of the bottle. It was only
five inches long, so the entire neck fit easily into her mouth. The cold,
smooth feel of the glass on her tongue felt odd, but the very act of shoving
the long cylindrical object into her mouth had Claire’s pussy heating up again
rapidly.

Rocco switched his eyes back and forth between the two hot spectacles. To his
left, the little slut was giving the bottle some class A head. Off to the
right, the boss bitch was starting to moan pretty loudly while the other slut
was lapping away at her hot cunt like she was born to do it. From the way the
brunette was shaking and panting, Rocco could tell that she wasn’t about to
fake a cum just to save her friends. Maybe this plan of torturing the girls
wasn’t going to work after all. Maybe this cracy whore really didn’t care
what he and the boys did to hr friends.

None of that really mattered to Rocco anymore. He knew the boys would be
pissed about the money, so he had already decided to let them all fuck these
five Beverly Hills cunts until they had enough to forget the cash. From the
way they were chanting at the little one, Rocco could tell the were not going
to wait much longer.

Someone handed Claire another bottle. “Don’t stop sucking slut.” One of them
growled. From the corner of her eye, she could see that Kelly was still
working on Val. Seeing that any further attempt to delay would enrage the
gang, Claire set to work on the next stage of her show. With her free hand,
Claire lowered the second bottle down between her thighs and rubbed it along
her smooth, hairless slit. The cold glass made her shudder as she spread her
feet wider apart, opening herself up. Someone was yelling at her to fuck
herself. Claire felt lost in a haze of humiliation and sexual confusion.

The bottle was roughly the same size as a vibrator Claire had been using to
scratch the burning itch between her legs since she was thirteen. Despite the
humiliation of the situation, Claire couldn’t help but notice how badly her
aching lips longed for the hard, thick glass phallus which rested at her tight
opening. With a final burst of courage, Claire blocked out the cheering, lust
filled gang and bent her knees, simultaneously shoving the bottle up inside of
her pussy. Claire let out a gasp as the glass neck slipped past her wet outer
lips and penetrated her tight inner folds.

At the same time everyone’s attention was on Claire’s bottle show, Val was
staring down into Kelly’s eyes. The blonde had tried to come up for air, only
to have Val grab her by the back of the hair and shove her face deep into her
cunt. “Don’t you dare stop now Kelly” She hissed. “Use your fingers on me.”

Kelly fought back the urge to vomit. The idea of being in the same room with
Val made her ill, but this was too much. Still, she could not afford to fight
it just now. All she could do was make Val cum and hope it would be over.
Moving her fingers up to Val’s soaked pussy lips, Kelly inserted two deep
inside of her. With her mouth now concentrating on the swollen clit, Kelly
sucked it like a little cock. All she wanted was for Val to flood her face
with her juices. From the way the brunette wrapped her thick thighs around
the blonde’s neck, it was apparent that Kelly was, in fact, moving rapidly
towards her goal. She drove her fingers in deeper, probing for Val’s G spot,
knowing full well that there was no way she could hold back a climax once that
was stimulated.

Val was pleasantly shocked as Kelly fingered away at her G spot. Had Dylan
told her how she could squirt? Would he have done such a thing? At that
point, it really didn’t matter, once Val was touched there, it was all over.
Her climax was now inevitable.

Seeing that Kelly had almost completed her task, Claire knew that she didn’t
have time to fuck her tight pussy with the bottle much longer. Instead of
slowing down to ride out this horror, she found herself pumping faster. In
spite of herself, Claire could not help but push towards her own climax. It
felt good to have something hard inside of her. Somewhere in the crazy scene,
she had lost her sense of shame and just gave in to the itch between her legs.
The significance of people were watching her fuck and suck on glass cocks had
long ago vanished. All that remained was the burning fire in her loins and
Claire knew that only a good, hard cum could stop it.

“Ohhhhh.” She moaned, feeling the waves of orgasmic pleasure begin to wash
over her body. Claire threw her head back and cried out around the bottle in
her mouth. Applause and cheers rose up from the crowd as they watched the
lovely young coed, shake wildly as she climaxed on her glass lover. Trying to
catch her breath, Claire stood in the center of the room, suddenly overcome by
her sense of showmanship. She slowly slid the soaked bottle from her pussy
and brought it to her lips. With a wicked grin, Claire slid the pussy coated
bottle into her mouth, sucking her own luscious juices from it for all to see.
The gang went wild with rabid cheers.

At the same time Claire was bringing herself off, Val’s mind had begun to
cloud over with unbearable sexual tension. Her G spot orgasms were ten times
as intense as her normal ones, and the one Kelly was working from her was a
killer. As the blonde clamped her mouth down over Val’s swollen clit, she
pressed and rubbed hard on the inner wall of her cunt. This was the spot.
This was the thing that dreams were made of for Val. Feeling her body pushed
past the point of no return, the sexy brunette tightened her grip on Kelly,
squeezing her tightly with thick, strong thighs.

Kelly was taken by surprise by Val’s strong hold. Her face was smashed
against the other girl’s dripping pussy. Instinctively, Kelly dug her nails
into the inner wall of Val’s cunt, trying to force her to release her grip.
Instead of the desired effect, Kelly’s action only pushed Val over the edge.
Her mind and body exploded in a white hot fury. Val cried out like a beast in
the night. She felt each contraction of every muscle in her body as she went
completely rigid on the barstool.

Unaware of the well she had tapped, Kelly sucked away on Val’s cunt, even as
the brunette began to buck wildly on the seat. As the first stream of hot,
clear girl cum shot from Val’s pussy, Kelly was less than an inch away, open
mouthed, to receive a mouthful. Thinking at first that Val was pissing in her
face, Kelly tried to pull away in disgust. Instead, she found her head shoved
back in by Val’s groping hands. “Lick it up.” The brunette hissed down at
her lover. “Suck my cum you fucking slut.” Val was lost in her mind
shattering climax and could not have stopped had she wanted to.

With little choice, Kelly buried her head in Val’s’ cunt and lapped up the
streaming girl cum as it shot into her face. She wanted to run away crying,
but knew that her only escape would be to ride out the humiliation and hope it
would soon all be over. As she gulped down the seemingly endless jets of
Val’s cum, escape seemed very far away.

A humiliated Kelly Taylor got to her feet, Val’s’ cum still dripping from her
chin, and stood defiantly. “OK, I did my chore. I made this fucking bitch
cum, now let us go.”

The room got silent as the gang members looked to their leader. The girls
silently prayed that it was indeed over.

Rocco stood, rubbing his chin and said. “Well, I didn’t say I would let you
go, but since you did such a good job licking her cunt, I’ll give the boss
lady one last chance to save her friends.” He turned to Val, who was still
panting after her earth shattering climax. “What do you say boss lady? You
gonna open that safe, or do the boys here show your friends what partying is
all about?”

Val looked out across her club. The pleading eyes of her five friends looked
up at her. She had a clear choice, open the safe and loose her money, or let
these men brutalize the other girls. The choice was clear. “I can’t open
it.” She said, her eyes dropping to the floor.

Rocco was shocked to hear a huge cheer come up from his gang. Apparently the
loss of all the money they had planned to steal did not upset them too
greatly. Thinking quickly, he grabbed one of the black, circular tables from
the center of the club and flipped it upside down. “Bring them here.” He
screamed.

The five girls tried to scatter and run, but there were too many bodies
blocking their way, and soon all five were rounded up and held tightly. Each
girl was forced to her knees and handcuffed to the legs of the table. As they
struggled, the men watched their young bodies writhe and squirm.

“All right boys, it’s time for all these whores to give some head. Line up
for your favorite slut and face fuck away.” Rocco announced with a wicked
laugh.

In a flash, the thirty or so men scrambled to find the mouth they most wanted
to fuck. Not surprisingly, most of the men flocked the beauty queen Kelly and
the bottle gobbling Claire. Seeing a forming line, many of the men then
flocked to the huge titted virgin Donna and the pretty little brunette bitch
Brenda. The stragglers seemed to gravitate reluctantly toward Andrea and her
sagging, milk laden breasts.

The well trained thugs did not attack right away, instead they waited for
their leader to give the signal. Strolling close and waving his gun at the
girls, Rocco growled at them. “Now, its time to get down to some fun. If any
of you bitches bite, or even try to fight whatever the boys want, I will shoot
each one of you in the head. Understood?”

The girls were scared silent. These were serious men and to fight meant
certain death. Only Donna, who had never so much as touched a bare penis,
even thought twice before reluctantly holding still. From his stool next to
Val, Rocco smiled. They looked at the sight. All five girls were on their
knees, hands cuffed behind them. Each had a cock shoved in her mouth and was
being face fucked furiously.

Leaning close, Rocco whispered to Val, “All right sweetie. I’m sick of your
shit. My boys are going to rape your bitch freinds until they get tired no
matter what. Since you don’t seem to care about that very much, let me make
you a different offer.” He held the gun to her forehead. “Tell me the
combination of the safe now, or I’ll splatter your brains all over the walls
and fuck the empty hole in your skull.”

Val looked into Rocco’s eyes and shivered at the ice cold glare she saw. “If
I tell you now, will you stop that?” She motioned towards the circle of men
mouth raping her freinds.

“Not unless you beg me to.” Rocco whispered. He had a feeling he knew what
she wanted.

Val swallowed hard. “I won’t beg. I will give you the first two numbers now
and the third one when they are finished.” She replied.

Rocco had to fight back the laughter. “Deal.”

The brunette whispered something into Rocco’s ear. He smiled at Val and
noticed the gleam in her eyes. There was something evil underneath her outer
facade that he found ultimately attractive. She was actually going to hold
the final number in the combination until her freinds were all raped.

“All right.” He said. “We’ll just watch for a bit.”

Val was already watching intently. The circle of young women who had so often
ignored and excluded Val were not being sexually abused, all because she had
ordered it. She wanted nothing more than to dance circles around the snotty
bitches as they had their mouths stuffed with gang members cocks.

The scene was dizzying. There was Andrea, the smartest, most mouthy girl in
Beverly Hills, with her lips stretched around some stranger’s prick. Her
usual uppity remarks were absent on this occasion, as the young man’s balls
slapped against her chin. The overly excited youth was desperately plunging
his prick into this high class piece of ass. His body quaked and for the
first time since ending her affair with the handsome young doctor, Andrea felt
sperm shoot across her tongue. Trying to follow her first instinct, Andrea
started to turn her head away from the strong tasting fluid, but the climaxing
man held her head firmly in place as his balls emptied onto her gagging mouth.
With no other choice, Andrea was forced to what she had always refused to do
for her husband, swallow a thick wad of cum. Val noted with a smile the look
of sheer terror in her eyes as Andrea spied the line of men waving their
pricks at the big titted brunette.

Beside her, Brenda Walsh was being force fed a cock. She was less opposed to
sucking strange dick than her married friend, but the rough treatment she was
receiving was worse than even her paying customers in the UK had doled out.
The somewhat overweight man was pumping his cock deep into the young girl’s
throat while he held her in place by the hair. He had never experienced such
a young and pretty thing in his life and the warm, wet mouth felt better than
any pussy he had fucked. As he neared the moment of truth, the man was struck
by a wicked desire to see this bitch wearing signs of his conquest. He yanked
back hard on Brenda’s head, his cock springing free from her lips just as he
exploded. Jets of pearly white cream spurted up onto Brenda Walsh’s face,
splashing against her cheeks and immediately forcing her eyes shut. The man
grunted as he stroked his cock faster in his callused hand, milking every last
drop onto her face. “Look at me slut.” He grunted. Brenda slowly opened her
eyes. Smiling down at her, the man smeared his sticky cum all over her face
with his cock head. He traced a line of sperm around her lips like some
obscene milky lipstick. Before stepping aside, he had covered Brenda Walsh’s
face with spunk.

Next to Brenda, Claire was making quick work of the line of men who stood
before her. As Brenda was being plastered with cum, Claire felt the third
cock in less than ten minutes pierce her lips. The young girl was beginning
to loose herself in her fantasies of rape and humiliation. She was hard at
work sucking off the man in front of her. It had been a long time since
Claire had sucked off more than one man at a time and despite her fear and
revulsion, part of her could not deny the thrills which shot through her pussy
each time a jet of hot cum shot across her tongue. The Chancellor’s daughter
swallowed up the sticky fluid as quickly as she could, in hopes that she could
get them all off quickly and end the torment and the devastating excitement it
brought her. As the third load gushed into her mouth, Claire felt much of the
salty fluid lead out around her lips and run down her face. As fast as the
cum dripping cock was removed, a fresh one took its place.

Donna meanwhile was crying so hard she could barely breathe around the thick,
dark cock a young Mexican gang member was pushing into her face. At her first
taste of cock, the busty blonde virgin had begun weeping. This break in the
action only seemed to provoke the gang members. The one she was sucking had
grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. “I’ll give you
something to cry about.” He snarled as he fucked her open mouth with great
intensity. Following his lead, two of the other gang members began to pinch
and squeeze her oversized silicone filled breasts. The pain only added to her
humiliation and made Donna sob all the harder, however, now, with a cock in
her mouth, she was unable to do anything but wail against her flesh gag. This
extra action was all it took and the man began to shake uncontrollably as he
unloaded his seed into her virgin mouth. As he withdrew his shrinking prick,
Donna coughed and spat out the offending liquid, letting it drip down onto her
swollen and abused tits. Before she could even spit out the last of his cum,
another man stood before her, anxious for his turn.

The fifth girl in the circle was the hardest at work. Kelly Taylor, her
covergirl face still wet with Val’s liquid orgasm, was servicing two of the
gang members at once. The two gigantic men had fought briefly over who would
get her first, but had decided that there was room enough for two. Now the
young model had one black and one white cock in her mouth at once. The two
bigger than average size organs streched her soft lips obscenely beyond their
limit, forcing her jaw open painfully. With so much meat in her mouth, all
Kelly could do was kneel there, mouth forced open, and drool all over herself.
As the men increased their strokes in her face, they seemed to be dueling each
other for who could cut her deepest with his words.

“You like this don’t you slut?” Asked the white youth.

“Can’t get enough cock, can you whore?” Echoed his freind.

“She needs that smart mouth washed out with cum.”

“I think she has a real thing for black cock.” “Any cock will do. She just
loves it.”

“Look at that pretty face, all streched out.”

“Not gonna do much modeling with your lips all torn open sweetie.”

“I think Miss Covergirl here needs a sperm facial.”

Tears fell down Kelly’s face as her two assailants verbally humiliated her as
they double fucked her mouth.

“Ohhhh,” Groaned the black man. “I’ll paint her face, you fill her mouth.” He
pulled his long, black pole from her mouth and slapped the fat head against
her cheek. His freind pumped his cock in deeper to Kelly’s throat. Both men
neared climax at the same time, grunting and pumping their fuck sticks
rapidly.

The first blast of semen shot to the back of Kelly’s throat, causing her to
choke and cough as he continued to pump his seed onto her tongue. Seeing her
mouth open up, the young black man aimed his cock and fired his first jet of
cum right into the small opening beside his friend’s cock. The double spray
of jizz quickly filled her mouth and ran down Kelly’s chin. Satisfied with
the mouthful of cum they had given her, both men targeted her face for the
final spurts of their cum. In a matter of seconds, Kelly’s eyes were spermed
shut and literally every square inch of her face coated with thick cum. Her
tear and cum streaked face was on display momentarily before the next pair
brandishing hardening cocks stepped forward and stuffed her mouth again.

From her vantage point, on the barstool, Val sat, shifting in her seat,
watching the debauchery. Her pussy juice flowed freely onto the seat. Rocco
had moved his hand up her thigh. This hot bitch was holding the combination
to her safe in trade for his gang raping her friends. That was sick even
beyond what Rocco usually found attractive. With his strong hands, he guided
Val up off her barstool and stood her between his legs, facing away from him.
She gave little resistance as he rubbed her ass through her short skirt. The
gun in her ribs reminded Val that Rocco was still in charge. He lifted her
skirt up over her plump, round ass and found her hot pussy with his fingers.
She gasped softly as he began to fuck her sopping cunt with two fingers,
driving her insane with desire as she watched the continued oral assaults.

When each gang member had shot at least one load onto the face of his choice,
they took the order from Rocco to turn things up a notch. “Let’s see just how
much these whores can take.” He bellowed.

All the while, as Val watched gang members after gang member orally rape her
friends, Rocco finger fucked her soaked pussy to climax. She bit her lip to
hide her moans of pleasure at seeing their pain and suffering.

Now, as Rocco barked at his men to drag the girls to their feet, he slipped
his slick fingers into Val’s ass. She groaned at the invasion, but shoved her
hips back against him, stringing for more of the pleasure he was giving her.
Although Val’s ass had never been fucked, she had always enjoyed a finger or
two there while she fucked. Now, watching the girls dragged over to the bar,
Val could not help but cum all over Rocco’s invading hand.

Unceremoniously, Rocco yanked his fingers from Val’s tight asshole and
dripping pussy and handed her over to two of his henchmen. He began to pace
in front of the girls, all lined up at the bar. “So sluts,” He began. “Did
you enjoy round one of our little game?”

The girls trembled in fear as Rocco walked slowly down the row until he stood
at the end, directly in front of Andrea. “Well mom.” He teased. “You didn’t
look like much of a cock sucker, and I’ll bet after squeezing out the little
pup, that cunt of yours is all stretched out something fierce. Not much of a
prize.” He turned toward his gang. “Billy, you and your crew haven’t done
shit lately. You guys can fuck mama here.” He took Andrea by the arm,
ignoring her tears of shame and shoved her into a small group of the men. The
immediately lifted her off the floor and set her on one of the tables. Andrea
kicked and struggled for a few seconds until she saw Rocco raise his gun to
Donna’s head. There was no point in fighting. She was going to be fucked by
these men until they were finished with her. All Andrea could do was close
her eyes and try to ignore the groping hands and cruel remarks of the ‘losers’
who ended up with her instead of one of the prettier Beverly Hills girls.

Rocco next stopped in front of Brenda, who even now, with cum dripping from
her chin, had a snotty look on her face and scowled at Rocco as he approached
her. “PJ” He said. “You and your crew take little miss bitch here. I don’t
think she has been properly put in her place yet.”

Brenda was determined that she would not give these scum the satisfaction of
seeing her struggle. She walked over to a nearby table, not once looking at
them. The glare never left her pretty face as they shoved her on her back and
began fishing their growing cocks out of their jeans. Half of these men were
black, and fucking a black man was something that Brenda Walsh had never even
considered doing. More than that, each of these men, black and white alike,
had thick, long cocks, as big as any she had ever seen None of the men she had
sucked off earlier had been nearly this big. The idea of fucking so many huge
cocks frightened Brenda. “There are so many of them.” She thought to
herself, mesmerized by the monster boners. Her spell was broken as the men
shoved her onto her back. Two of them knelt on the table one either side of
her head and began slapping her face with their cocks. The others grabbed her
long, thin legs and lifted them high into the air as one of the young black
men stroked his hard cock at Brenda’s tight opening. Before she could
protest, Brenda found her mouth gagged with another big cock.

Brenda Walsh’s moans were stifled by a mouthful of hard cock, but to the
others, there was no mistaking her shock and shame at being filled with nearly
a foot of black cock. Even untouched, Val could feel her cunt spasm gently in
a small orgasm. What she would have given for a video camera so she could
capture this glorious moment and relive it again and again.

Rocco took Kelly and Claire by their wrists and dragged them towards two empty
tables. “The rest of you split up and work these bitches over.” He barked.

The remaining gang members split up at tables with either Claire or Kelly,
groping at the young women and holding them down while the fought over who
would go first.

“That leaves just you Princess.” Rocco said to Donna. “I don’t want to throw
you to the wolves like your friends there. They might just rip a sweet little
virgin like you in two.” He ran his finger tip along Donna’s chin. “You can
thank your friend here for my mercy.” He said. “She begged me not to let
them gang bang your cherry away.”

Donna looked at Val and broke down into tears. After all the terrible things
they had said and done to her, Val had saved her from the gang rape which was
sure to be her fate. Such an act of kindness was beyond her comprehension.
“Thank you Val.” She sobbed. “Oh thank you.”

“Now for the true test of friendship.” Continued Rocco, catching both girl’s
attention.

“What do you mean?” Asked Donna, her eyes wide with fear.

“She saved you from a table party.” He replied “But now I’m going to give her
a choice.” Rocco paused for a moment, assuring that he had the full attention
of both girls. “Either you party me little one, or the boss lady here joins
my friends on the tables for a great big gang bang with every one of them.”

“No.” both girls whispered simultaneously. Donna began to tear up again. Val
scowled at Rocco. How dare he do this to her? She didn’t give a shit about
Donna’s stupid virginity, but now Rocco was making her a part of this. How was
she going to explain it away?

“Well? Which is it gonna be boss lady?” He snarled. “Do I deflower your
friend or do we get to watch you party with a few dozen of my closest
friends?”

Donna’s eyes met Val’s She had stopped crying and looked as calmly as possible
at her friend. She so desperately wanted to keep her virginity, but Donna
could not bear the thought of Val having to be abused by a group of these men.
It was too much guilt for her conscience. Still, she hesitated, silently
hoping that Val might volunteer to save her innocence.

In stark contrast to Donna, Val’s mind was made up instantly. No way in Hell
she was going to let any of these scum touch her. If it was to come down to
her or Donna, then fuck the little virgin. Survival of the fittest had always
suited Val just fine.

Before she had to utter those words, Donna bowed her head. “Take me.” She
whispered. “Val has done enough to try to save me.” With a tear in her big
blue eyes, Donna looked up at Rocco. “Just please be gentle with me.”

Val had to fight back the laughter as she watched Rocco smile at the busty
blonde virgin. She almost had to blow her innocent cover. “Donna.” She
whispered. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Replied the girl. “It’s the only way. I owe you that much.”

“Well then.” Growled Rocco. “Let’s get to it sweet lips.”

Wiping her eyes, Donna tried to smile at Val. She mouthed the words, “Don’t
worry.” To the brunette. It was all Val could do to keep from exploding with
laughter.

Turning her head away to hide a smile, Val could see the others being put
through the paces by Rocco’s gang. She shivered a bit at the thought that it
could have been her own fate. “But it isn’t” Val thought to herself, a huge
smile crossing her face and a tingle coming from between her legs.

Val could see Andrea, still on her back on the round black table. One of the
gang members stood between her thick thighs and pounded away on her pussy. Two
others held her arms tightly over her head, pinning her down. Still two more
were playing with her heavy, milk laden breasts, squeezing every last drop
from her abused mammies. The last of the thugs knelt beside her head and was
filling Andrea’s mouth with his cock, which had just finished fucking her
cunt. Andrea was busy following his orders to lick his cum and her own jizz
from his prick. Never could she have imagined doing such a thing, but now,
the multi pronged attack by these men on her whole body was too much. Andrea
felt her clit begin to hum in spite of herself. Her shame began to melt away
as she could feel her first orgasm with a partner since before the pregnancy
sweep over her body. To hide her grunts of pleasure, Andrea sucked harder on
the cock that still tasted of her own cunt. As the two men working her
breasts both began to suck them dry at once, Andrea felt the second man flood
her insides with his cum. No longer caring that his seed was splashing
against her exposed womb, Andrea began to spasm wildly, thrashing on the table
beneath her attackers. Lost in her overwhelming climax, Andrea forgot for a
moment that she was being held down. When the man pulled his shrinking cock
from her still orgasming pussy, she felt a desperate loss of cock. Andrea
cried out around a mouthful of cock. “No, please. Fuck me. Fuck me someone.
Now!” As the words left her throat, Andrea felt the humiliation of her cries.
She was begging these men, these animals to fuck her. These men who raped her
had made her feel like her loving husband never could.

Opening her eyes just a peek, Andrea could see one of the young men leering at
her. “That’s right slut. I’m going to fuck you next, but only if you beg me
again.” She could feel the fat head of his cock rest against her aching clit.
Knowing that she had lost, Andrea closed her eyes and followed his orders.
“Please fuck me.” She begged. “Please fuck my nasty cunt.” In the back of
her mind, Andrea played that if one of the six thugs impregnated her, that it
was one of the two Hispanics, and not the white or black assailants. That
would be just too difficult to explain to her husband.

Not five feet from where Andrea was lost in a multi-orgasmic stupor, Clair
Arnold had her hands and other orifices full with her own gang bang. The
chancellor’s daughter had been bent over the table at her waist, her arms
pulled tightly to either side, forcing her face down against the cold, black
marble. In this position, her head rested just at the opposite edge of the
small table, making her the perfect height to be both fucked in the cunt from
behind, and the mouth from the front.

That is exactly what was happening now, as one man pounded away on Clair from
behind her, watching the way his solid eight inches of man meant slid into her
incredibly tight young cunt. Another man, who had already been sucked off
earlier by this stunning young thing, was root deep into her throat and
nearing another climax. Claire’s mind was buzzing with her elaborate
fantasies of rape and capture. These were not common street thugs, raping a
coed, but rather, they were invading soldiers, here to lay claim to the
daughter of their enemy. This somehow made it not so bad as she felt herself
cumming on her attackers cock. “If only he weren’t such an asshole.” Clair
thought as she gulped down yet another load of sperm. “I’d date This guy just
for his long cock.”

While Clair may have been enjoying a big cock in her, Brenda clearly was not.
Sensing a defiance in the spunky brunette, Rocco had correctly assessed the
need for an attitude adjustment. He had teamed Brenda up with the six gang
members with the reputations for being the most well endowed. As a result,
poor little Brenda Walsh found herself surrounded by three black, two white
and one Hispanic gang member, all with at least ten inches of hard cock ready
and waiting to invade her every orifice.

Although not lacking in sexual experience, and in spite of some portent for
size, Brenda was overwhelmed by the sheer mass of what was being shoved inside
of her nice, tight pussy. She lay on her back, long, thin legs draped up over
the broad shoulders of a tall, black man. The youth, who would have been a
class mate of Brenda’s had he been blessed with her good fortune, was instead
working out plenty of pent up anger on the prone white bitch beneath him. He
could tell by the way she had sucked some the other’s cocks earlier, that she
was little more than a cheap whore, but still she had gasped at the sight of
his foot long salami.

Her freshly fucked cunt had been opened up a little by one of his buddies, but
still she had bucked wildly in protest as she felt the swollen head of his
cock press past her pussy lips. By the time he had worked the first ten
inches of his member inside of Brenda, she had given up her thrashing and
squealed in pain as he hit her cervix. Pausing just long enough to see the
fear and wonderment in her eyes, the young man had rammed home the final two
inches, bringing a pained yelp from the sexy brunette.

One of the others, not as thrilled with her wild screaming as his friends,
decided to shut her mouth as best he could. Kneeling over her body, the young
man sat on Brenda’s chest, crushing her small tits beneath his body. This
kept her from squirming too much as the assault on her cunt by the massive
cock continued. It also put him in perfect position to slap her chin with his
heavy cock.

The nine inch fuck meat popped noisily against Brenda’s skin. Smiling down at
her, the young man mocked the prone coed. “Guess all you needed was a good
fucking and some dick slapping eh slut?” Instead of answering, all she could
do was groan loudly as her pussy was continuously filled beyond its capacity.
Seeing the opportunity, the youth slid forward on Brenda’s chest and slipped
the head of his big cock between her parted lips. Unable to fight, all she
could do was let him fuck her face with the same relentless drive as his
friend used on her abused pussy. Soon, two more of his buddies had gathered
around Brenda’s head and were dick slapping her face as well.

Knowing that she was beyond any further pain he could inflict, the young black
man between her thighs set his sights on his own orgasm, pumping harder and
faster than ever known. As the man fucking Brenda’s mouth suddenly began to
shake atop her body, she knew that he was about to flood her with his cum.
With her mouth now filling with semen, Brenda could feel her other attacker’s
cock throbbing deep within her cunt. She tried in vain to squirm her way away
from his cock, hoping he would pull out rather than shoot his load so deep
into her unprotected womb, but it was no use. As she opened her mouth to
scream out, Brenda felt the cum drip out around the cock. Such a delightfully
wicked sight only fueled the other attackers to also shoot their loads onto
her face, plastering Brenda’s eyes shut with their juices. In her state, she
was unable to see the final two members move in, each one with a cock bigger
than the one that had just split her open.

Cum was dripping down Val’s leg as she watched Brenda’s struggles. Unseen by
the others, the had been hard at work fingering her clit at the sight of the
others gang fucking. So lost in her lust was Val, that she did not notice
Donna, who seemed to be busy sucking Rocco’s cock, peering around his body,
shocked at what she saw. It distracted her just long enough to piss Rocco
off. He scowled down at the blonde, who was doing a credible job sucking on
his 11 inch, monstrously thick prick. “You better hope you fuck better than
you suck, sister, or else I’ll have to just throw you down and drill that ass
of yours.” He growled. “Now get on your feet.”

Hearing Rocco’s voice, averted Val’s attention back to the cherry popping
ceremony that was taking place a few feet down the bar from her. She quickly
hid her fingers behind her back as she watched, wide eyed as Rocco lifted
Donna effortlessly off the ground. The leader’s cock was long, quite long,
but it was the miraculous thickness that had Val actually wishing she had
volunteered to take Donna’s place.

He cupped her small ass in his hands and held her in mid air, her poubty pussy
lips an inch above his rock hard cock. “Look in my eyes little one.” He
said. “I want to see you lose that cherry.” Donna held on to Rocco’s neck,
her whole body shaking uncontrollably as she felt the head of his prick
touching her lips. This was it. After all of her fighting to stay pure, all
of the relationships she had lost, all the frustration. It was all for
nothing as this violent stranger was about to take her most precious gift.

The final thought was cut short as Donna felt a stabbing pain and searing heat
explode from between her legs. What was happening? Was he shoving a baseball
bat inside of her? Surely she would be ripped in two. Donna tried to scream
out, but Rocco silenced her with a hard kiss on the mouth as he lowered the
struggling blonde beauty, inch by inch, onto his steel rod. Her resistance
was high, and soon, even with all of her body weight pressing down, his cock
would go no further. He let her stay this way for several moments, loving the
feeling of her tight cunt refusing him entry. Donna’s eyes were glassed over
with fear and pain as she remained still, balanced atop this man’s huge cock,
believing she had finally felt the last of him.

With a quick, powerful thrust, Rocco shattered Donna’s illusion and ripped
open the last of her tight cunt. She dropped the last few inches and
painfully came to rest on his hips, her body filled to the breaking point with
eleven thick inches. Slowly, he began to lift her back up his shaft, her
pussy clinging tightly to him until just the head remained. Then, once again,
he let her drop. For Donna, it was like losing her cherry all over again, as
this monster cock violated her. Again and again, Rocco lifted her slowly only
to painfully drop her back on his spike. He seemed to inexhaustible,
relentless in his constant pounding of Donna’s virgin pussy.

Val finally had to turn her head to avoid moaning with the lust that seeing
goody goody Donna being royally fucked was bringing her. Atop the final
table, Val feasted her eyes upon a sight that was even more perfect to her.
There was the beautiful Kelly Taylor, her body astride a young Hispanic man.
The others had surrounded her face, each one taking turns getting head from
the model turned fuck toy. Val watched the blonde’s perfect ass bounce up and
down as she fucked the stud beneath her. From this angle she could see the
brown hole buried deep between those perfect ass cheeks. Her time with Dylan
had given Val some insights into what Kelly was like in bed, and once, while
begging to stick his prick in Val’s ass, Dylan had let it slip that Kelly was
also opposed to being sodomized. Now, the brunette could hardly keep from
screaming out for one of the stroking men to take advantage of her unguarded
back door.

As if hearing her mental messages, a tall black boy, slowly moved around
behind the bucking blonde. At first, she seemed not to notice, but as she
felt a second pair of hands on her ass, Kelly twisted and reached back in
protest. Her movements were not fast enough, and soon her wrists were held
tightly against the small of her back. Now restrained, Kelly was helpless to
prevent her cheeks from being forced open, and the thick head of his cock from
penetrating her asshole. The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt in
her life, but they were keeping her mouth too busy for Kelly to even scream.
As both cocks now began to saw in and out of her body, Kelly could feel a hand
slip down and begin to rub her clit. In spite of herself, the blonde began to
feel the pain giving way to a comfortable warmth radiating from deep within
her body. She had never been so full of cock, never felt so humiliated and
turned on at the same time. Although she could not see through the wall of
cock being shoved in her face, Kelly was sure that Val must be watching this
scene with a huge smile on her face. She knew what a sight it must be to see
her double fucked by these two scummy men. Worse yet, Kelly knew that she was
close to having a mind shattering orgasm from the clitoral stimulation.

Trying to disguise her cries of passion as screams of pain, Kelly let out a
wail that stopped everyone but the two men fucking her in their tracks. There
was no disguising it, Kelly Taylor, was in fact cumming, and cumming hard. As
she bucked wildly, both men emptied their balls into her at once, filling both
of her holes with steaming white strands of cum. As soon as they had
finished, two others, dragged her limp body off and quickly moved to replace
their comrades. Thick streams of cum ran from Kelly’s cunt and newly opened
asshole, it was a million dollar picture for Val, who came without even
touching her clit this time, spraying girl cum all down her legs.

Knowing that his men were running out of steam, Rocco decided that it was time
for him to drop his load, collect his loot and get the Hell out. He was busy
fucking Donna from behind as she bent over a barstool, but pulled out of her
tight cunt with a loud pop. “Get down and suck me off.” He ordered. Relieved
to have that huge prick out of her tortured cunt, Donna quickly dropped to her
knees and began sucking her own pussy juices from Rocco’s throbbing monster.
Her oral skills may have only been moderate, but Rocco was staring at Val now,
watching this truly wicked brunette rubbing her clit, streams of cum shooting
out of her cunt. He wanted so badly to just kidnap her and make her the
gang’s permanent fuck toy. The thought pushed him over the edge. Rocco
grunted loudly, attracting Val’s attention. She watched him pull his spurting
prick from between Donna’s lips and pump an incredible load of cum across her
face. There seemed to be no end to the hosing he was giving the blonde. Val
bit her lip and fought back the urge to add her own flowing cum to his stream.
Instead, she just stood there and watched him cum all over virgin Donna

When Rocco finished, he smeared his load all over Donna’s face with his cock
before tucking it back in his jeans. “All right, let’s get the fuck out of
here.” He shouted to his men.

Val took a final look around the room and fought back a smile. There they
were, the ones who had always worked so hard at excluding her. Virgin Donna,
her dream of a white wedding night ruined beneath a fateful of cum. Smart and
uppity, married Andrea, fucked to exhaustion and begging for more on the
floor. Rich and privilege Clair, showing all of them what a true slut she
was. Super cunt Brenda, with a belly full of virile seed, fucked stupid by a
gang of huge cocks. And Kelly, her prime antagonist, the perfect one, the
model. Her ass and cunt dripping cum like her covergirl face. Val was indeed
in Heaven.

The gang members scrambled back into their clothes and circled around Val,
with lust still in there eyes. She turned to Rocco. “You had your fun, now
get out of here.” She said.

Rocco smiled, knowing that Val was playing out her role. “Boys? Shall we
go?”

“No way boss.” One of them shouted. “Not till we bust this one too.” They
moved in closer to Val, causing her to tremble visibly.

“No!” He shouted, stepping in front of her. “Let’s give her one more chance
to tell us the combo.” He drew his gun and pointed it at Val’s head again.

She worked up some good fake tears and blurted out from behind her hands.
“Thirteen, Seven, Twenty Six. Take everything, just please leave my friends
alone.”

In a flash, two of the gang members had the safe open and were emptying the
cash into large sacks.

“Now can we fuck her boss?” One of them asked.

Rocco held Val’s chin in his hand, forcing him to look at her. “No.” He said
smiling. “We don’t have time.” Gently taking her hand in his, Rocco kissed
Val’s hand.

“Oh come on boss, we need to fix her for being such a bitch.” Came a whine
from the crowd.

“That won’t be necessary.” He replied, gently slipping a pair of handcuffs
onto Val’s’ wrist and attaching it to the brass railing of the bar. “You see,
she and I had a deal. We were to fuck these bitches, and she would give us
the combination. She lived up to her word, so I will live up to mine.”

Shocked Val began to realize what he had just done. “You bastard!” She
screamed.

“As for fixing her, well, I think her friends here will have a few things to
say about that.”

With that, Rocco strode out the door, followed by his gang. The door slammed
behind them, leaving the Peach Pit After Dark enveloped in a frightening
silence.

Five, freshly raped young women stared at their cuffed friend. One by one,
they stood and moved in on her trembling frame.

“I think it’s time to have a real party.” Said a smiling Kelly Taylor.