She slumped on her knees in a daze, unable to process what was happening to her. The loosening of her gag jerked her back to reality and she turned to Spencer as he stood next to Adam and the phone.

Thank you, master for letting me suck your cock and swallow your cum! she said with a forced but attractive grin on her face.

The boys took Kerry’s underwear and phone and placed them in a plastic bag which Spencer then stuffed into his backpack. Roger and Adam hoisted Kerry to her feet as James took a thin white t-shirt from Spencer’s pack and pulled it roughly over Kerry’s head. Kerry simply stared blankly, failing to comprehend anything that was happening. All she could do was follow their instructions submissively and hope they would get bored with her soon.

Alright, we’ve gotta get to class. Spencer explained as Kerry’s brown eyes flared open once more. Was that it? Suddenly she didn’t want to die. She could get over what had just happened.

Spencer’s next words shattered her completely. “Adam’s gonna watch you for the rest of the day since you’re in the same classes. You’ll be riding home with me. We’ll get you home before your parents start looking… I mean, they’ll probably figure out that you’re a slut, but they’d figure that out eventually anyway.”

The boys began to exit the room. Adam grabbed Kerry by the shoulder, forcing her forward. He nearly shoved her out into the hall before she could finish putting on the shirt they gave her. It was two sizes too small and far too sheer and translucent to conceal her nipples. It didn’t cover her midriff. Adam adjusted her skirt to rectify this, hiking it up until the bottom of her bare ass was clearly visible. Kerry spent the rest of the day dressed thus, freezing in her skirt and shirt without underwear. As she walked the halls between classes she could hear the other students giggle and mutter behind her back, calling her a slut and a skank.

Thomas continually touched, groped and fondled her between classes, adjusting her skirt time and again. She spent every class period sitting on her bare ass, the skirt too short to touch the seat, her exposed wet pussy dripping beneath her. She hardly realized at the time that it was the most arousing day of her life. She was too busy worrying about the future.

The bell at the end of the school day was like a death sentence. Kerry shuffled toward the exit dejectedly with Adam’s hand on her shoulder. As they approached the parking lot Adam shoved Kerry’s phone back into her hand. He had already dialed Lindley for her.

Tell your sister that you have a new boyfriend and that you’ll be home later. Emphasize the boyfriend. Don’t fuck this up or we’ll make you sorry.

Kerry held the phone to her ear, trembling so severely that she had to use both hands.

Kerry? her sister answered.

Uh… hey, Lindley. Listen, I… uh… I’m going to be home a couple of hours late. I have a new boyfriend.

Laughter burst from the phone’s earpiece. Kerry had expected as much. What her sister said next was not what she expected.

I know! I can’t believe you sucked his dick in the hallway! Thank you for so much for the video, I’ve already shared it with two of my friends!

Adam caught the phone when she dropped it. His laughter chilled Kerry to the bone. Her esteem for humanity would never recover from this harrowing moment.

Kerry sank limply into the passenger seat of Spencer’s car. No matter what happened to her, she knew that her social life could never be the same from this point. Yet she remained enslaved, knowing that the sadists who had taken charge of her life could always make things worse for her.

It’s not that bad, darling. Spencer grumbed as he lit a cigarette. He thrust another one in her direction but she didn’t react. He put the cigarette back inside the pack. “You’re probably gonna want one later. But like I was saying, we only sent the video to people who have something of their own to hide. Your sister, her friends, these other sluts we’ve been fucking with… Oh, damn! You need to meet the sluts. You eat pussy, right? I mean, your sister does, I dunno if you guys sixty-nine or if it’s all just fingerbanging but…”

Spencer trailed off when he realized Kerry had given up on fighting the urge to cry. He patted her head condescendingly as she sobbed and wept.

They arrived at their destination a few minutes before Adam and Roger. Kerry had kept her head lowered for most of the drive but she looked up when the car stopped moving. They were parked in front of a foreboding windowless trailer in the middle of nowhere. She began to wonder if she was about to die.

Adam and Roger practically had to drag her inside. They locked the doors and flipped the light switch, revealing a crude but well-equipped pornographic studio. The camera alone appeared to be more expensive than any piece of technical equipment Kerry had ever seen. She immediately realized that this studio saw frequent use. The floor was littered with sex toys and there were bins full of discarded condoms and lubricant containers.

Kerry’s heart sank deeper still when she noticed the chains and padlocks on the trailer’s two doors. The trailer consisted of one large room with a small kitchenette and bathroom in opposite corners. Most of the space was occupied by the equipment and accessories but there were stacks of DVDs and cases as well. The material was low-quality but legit enough for porn. Kerry deduced that anything produced here could easily end up being sold in a store.

When they shouted at her to strip she just thought of Lindley. There wasn’t much to remove anyway. Kerry’s tormenters forced her to stand facing a wall opposite where they sat while they adjusted two digital cameras along with her phone and several mobile phones of their own. Then they commanded her to bend over, grab her ankles and wiggle her bottom while they began to record.

Sorry about the studio, babe. We don’t have time to clean up or mess around with pre-production. This one’s going online before midnight.

Going online? Kerry nearly fainted as she continued to wave her ass invitingly in the air, her pained grimace somewhat resembling a smile from her present angle. They made her stand for what felt like twenty minutes, maybe longer. Staring out upside-down from between her own legs she observed that the boys were smoking a joint and drinking beer. Her calves, thighs and back ached and she dug her fingernails into her ankles and bit her lip as her pussy moistened against her will in anticipation.

Lindley lay naked on a towel at the foot of her bed. She had borrowed both of her mother’s vibrators, one a tiny silver bullet and the other a large phallus with a rabbit-ear extension. She wondered how it was possible for a woman insert the latter deeply enough to touch her clitoris with the rabbit-ears. The shy seventh-grader knew that she had a long way to go before she could take a cock like her beautiful sister, who had just sent her another amazing video.

The boys were wearing ski masks but Lindley knew the sight of Spencer’s cock from the earlier video. The sight of it excited her to no end and she started fucking herself with the larger vibrator as soon as she saw it. Drawing her knees up to her face, she struggled to work the humming pink dildo into her sopping wet cunt. Two inches, then three. Her face turned bright red as she pouted, struggling to focus on the mind-blowing amateur video of her sister.

She was doing some kind of perverted dance, wiggling her ass in the air while the boys advanced upon her. Spencer smeared lube onto what Lindley assumed was a silicone buttplug, and inserted it into Kerry’s gyrating young behind. He spanked her ass as he worked the plug in, and her flesh jiggled as the skin turned red. He backed away from the girl as she suddenly began waving her ass more violently. One boy grabbed her arms while the other pulled her hair, preventing her from rising or struggling. The boys were all laughing hysterically. Examining Spencer’s bottle of lubricant more closely, Lindley realized that the “lube” was in fact a heat rub. The boys had laced menthol-based Bengay with cayenne pepper and hot sauce. Kerry thrashed violently as her torturers held her down.

Not another gag, thought Kerry as she regained a modicum of control over her reflexive, involuntary struggling. Adam was forcing another ring gag into her mouth, stretching her jaw painfully once again for further oral rape. The pain in her bottom was unlike anything she had ever experienced. But they didn’t like the screaming or the begging. They wanted a video with sound, and they wanted sounds of pleasure and whorish fulfillment.

Please, please take it out! It burns so bad, I can’t stand it! Please-

Once again Spencer cut her off with a slap to the face. “Address me as master, you stupid cunt.”

Yes, master! I’m sorry, master. Will you please take it out, master? Please?

In a minute, slut. Do what you’re told and stop complaining. Am I clear?

Yes, master. Her head sunk in resignation as she continued to grip her ankles and present her ass and cunt for display.

Spread your legs. Spencer barked. “Wider.” He continued as his slave complied. “Wider.”

After a moment of this he became satisfied. Wearing only his ski mask, he stroked his throbbing cock for a moment and then forced it inside of Kerry.

Lindley knew that Kerry was no virgin, but she also knew that she wasn’t ready to take four seventeen year olds at the same time. Lindley was shocked and more than a little frightened for her sister at trying something so advanced, but she was also felt a touch of pride and a great deal of arousal. She masturbated furiously yet innocently to the rape of her own sister, mistaking each pained yelp, sob and wail for a cry of pleasure.

She knew that Kerry had experimented with ropes, nipple clamps and the like on webcam but she had never expected her to go full-on bondage queen. The boys handcuffed her, shackled her feet, whipped her and paddled her, fucked her in the cunt and mouth in pairs while swapping places frequently, they even used a sort of electric wand to zap her pussy and her nipples.