But as they proceeded to go for seconds, Lilly was at the edge of conciousness, her pussy dry, and her back in pain.
— “She’s not the only grey tag here.” — she heard somebody say.
Lilly recognized the voice of Maryanne, or “Berry”, as she wanted to be called. Lilly wanted to stop her, but was could not utter a word from her dry mouth.
The three men who was still not sleeping discussed something in Spanish between themselves. Lilly did not understand everything, but she caught that the men said she was already dead. First she though they referred to wanting to hurt her for speaking out of turn, but then she understood that they said that “let’s have some fun with her, either way she’s already dead.”
— “What’s your name?” — said one of them approaching her.
— “Berry.” — she said — “And I think this little bird would use a break.”
That was a mistake.
— “You think you can order us around? To stop having our fun with this whore?” — said another of the men, with a whip in his hands.
— “No.” — she said in a bratty tone — “I just thought you would want to have fun with someone more, you know … developed?” — she said, moving her torso to wiggle her breasts.
Even in such circumstances, Lilly got humiliating remarks about her small chest lumps. But throughout the history of mankind, there was never a guy who weren’t tricked by some juicy tits. The three men unfastened Maryanne from her restrains, and took her to a mattress laying beside one of the trucks. She edged them on, and indulged their drunk flirting. Despite her obvious willingness, Lilly felt like she failed her, and that her friend saved her by sacrificing herself. But she was too weak to think clearly or do anything. She dosed into a troubled sleep.
— “Wake up, sleepy head” — she woke up a while later, as Maryanne shook her.
Lilly opened her eyes weakly. It was nearly completely dark. Everybody was sleeping.
— “I saved your ass …” — she said, while unfastening one of Lilly’s hands from the ropes — “now, don’t think it was be for free.”
The girl pulled her by the free hand, leaving Lilly’s legs and other hand tied to the ground. She turned her face up, causing Lilly to cry out in pain, as her battered body was twisted. But her pain only added to her abuser’s excitement. “Why do all the people I meet turn out to be sadists” Lilly thought, while being forced into a weird position. The girl straddled her, pushing her shoulders to the ground with her whole weight, and hovering her crotch just above Lilly’s face. The pain from the whipping ignited anew in her back, but she knew the girl didn’t care. She just wanted to satisfy herself with Lilly’s body. Just like everybody did.
— “Say please” — said Maryanne emphasising her words with a push of her knees, making Lilly flinch in pain.
— “Please, Ma’am.” — said Lilly, the girls cum-dripping pussy lips just milimeters from her mouth — “May I please serve you?”
— “Yes, you may” — said the girl, shoving her crotch into Lilly’s face.
Lilly was very weak, but tried her best to lick the girl pussy clean of all the cum. The girl enjoyed the domination, rubbing herself on Lilly’s mouth, pushing her back into the hard dirt, making Lilly groan in discomfort. There was something erotic in forcing somebody into hurt or pain to get your pleasure. Finally, the girl came, and she came hard. It was clear she had experience in hiding masturbating at home, as she didn’t wake up anybody. But she sure did squirt. The whole Lilly’s face was hit with a wave of the girl’s juices and cum of the three men that fucked her. Lilly tried to lick it off, but it was all over her nose, eyes and chin. She closed her eyes in time, but now could not open them without risking getting it into her eyes.
The girl sat there, breathing heavily, until she rested enough to lift her leg over Lilly. Then, before Lilly had the occasion to use her hand to clean her face, she caught it, and flipped Lilly back to her original position.
— “I could release you, you know.” — she said, while tying the steel cable back around Lilly’s hand — “But I think it’s a perfect position for a slut like you.” — she added pulling the cable tight, and securing it to a stake in the ground — “Secured, and ready for use.”
She stood up, and admired her work.
— “What do you say?” — she asked in a mock voice.
— “Thank you, Ma’am.”
— “That’s better.”
Maryanne then went back to the mattress and laid beside the men, covering herself with a tarp. She was the only one of the girls who did not sleep in the dirt that night.
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