"Melons, huh?" he grunted, a stupid grin on his face. His breath smelled ofbeer.

"P-please…" Ashley began to whimper in fright. All Sharon’s instructionsabout how she was to behave… all the warnings about blackmail and picturesfled from her mind. All that mattered was getting away from this nightmare.

The lineman moved one hand down and began to scratch roughly at her crotch.Ashley, now crying, dropped her hands from where they had been trying toprotect her breasts and pushed at the offending hand, but it was no use.Ignoring her attempts to stop him, he grabbed at her panties and jerked themaway from her crotch. The delicate elastic held for a moment, but then snapped.The useless panties were quickly dropped to the floor.

"Please," Ashley whispered, trying to steady herself against the wall. Shetried to slide away, but she was unable to get any purchase on ground with thepumps.

The guy slid his cock free from his pants. It was rock hard.

"OK, Melons," he sneered, "here it comes."

Ignoring her cries, he inserted his cock into her dry pussy and began to push.Pinned, standing against the wall, the tall brunette could only wriggle in painas the cock ground, inch by painful inch, into her cunt.

Finally, it was fully inserted. Grunting with effort, he started to fuck it inand out of her as she stood against the wall, moaning and crying on theimpaling cock.

Sharon filmed Stacy for a few moments more as the blonde teenager eagerlyaccommodated the two cocks, one in her mouth and one in her ass, and thenstopped the camera. They had more than enough material on Stacy; it was timethey got a little more on Ashley. Despite all that they had done for her, Karenhad been less then forthcoming about her activities with the brunette, andSharon wanted some dirt of her own. She looked over at the other girl.

Ashley was pinned with her back against the wall, being fucked by a hulkingbrute of a football player. Sharon brought the camera up and began filming justas he came. Ashley wriggled around like a fish on a hook as her cunt was filledwith his sperm and then fell limply to the floor when he pulled away.

The guy was immediately replaced by another "customer". Ashley was pulled ontoa mattress, rolled on her back and then impaled by another cock while two otherguys held her long legs spread wide. Unlike Stacy, however, Ashley was clearlynot having a good time. She screamed and struggled as the football playerpumped his cock in and out of her pussy. Her fists were futilely smackingagainst his muscular back as he fucked her, unaware or uncaring of herresponse.

Sharon stopped filming.

There was no point in filming a rape. The stuff with Stacy was safe, as she wasso obviously participating, but Ashley was clearly being forced. While Sharonhad no problem with that (in fact, she kind of enjoyed it), such a tape couldland them all in jail.

She bit her lip as the older girl was brutally raped in front of her. Why wasthe drug not working on her?

The cock twitched and then spurted warm, sticky sperm all over her face, butStacy didn’t care. She just wanted more. By now, she had serviced at least sixguys: two in her cunt, another three, four or maybe five in her hot, suckingmouth. Stacy didn’t care. She just wanted more. Her mouth hung open, tongueextended, waiting for another cock to fill it up. She felt another guy kneeldown behind her. Spreading her thighs, the blonde slut leaned back, her pussyaching to be filled. Instead, she felt the cock push against her ass cheeks andthen into her ass itself. But Stacy didn’t care; she just wanted more.Squealing with pleasure, she eased herself back, impaling her nether-hole onthe cock. She heard the guy groan as he began to pump himself in and out.

Moaning with lust, she reached up a hand and began to use her fingers to scrapethe cum from her face and slide it into her mouth.

"God, what a slut!"

But Stacy didn’t care…

Cumslut didn’t care…

The brunette - "Melons" the fat girl had called her - tried to scramble awayoff the mattress after Jeff had finished with her, but two guys grabbed her andheld her down on her back. She kicked and screamed, but was unable to fight herway free.

Billy "Headhunter" Hawkins looked down on her as she wriggled madly on themattress. Her pussy looked red, raw from Jeff’s recent assault (Jeff was onewell-hung dude! Wasn’t that the truth). One of her massive tits had popped freefrom the questionable protection of the bra, and floppy freely as the girlstruggled to free herself.

"Well shee-it," he drawled. "Looks like Melons here needs a cock up her cunt."

Melons stopped struggling and looked up, her eyes wide with horror as the beefylinebacker undid his belt and let his pants slip down to his ankles. His cock,its tip already glistening, hung down in front of him.

"Looks good, huh girl?" Hawkins played with it, stroking it to its full size.It didn’t take long. "Ten inches of prime Mississippi man-meat."

"Please…"

Laughing, Hawkins lowered himself to his knees and fell forward on top of her,crushing her breasts beneath his great weight. It only took a moment before hiscock was inside of her tight, warm pussy…

Something snapped.

Maybe it was the cock in her asshole. Maybe it was the taste and feel of thesperm which half-covered her face. But, something snapped.

A sudden, overwhelming wave of orgasms rumbled up from her battered pussy andwashed over her abused body as the lone cock sawed in and out of her ass.Screaming wildly, Stacy - Cumslut - thrashed about, orgasm after orgasmshooting through her. The guy riding her asshole could only grab onto herthighs and hold on as she bucked wildly beneath him…

Hawkins looked up from where he was fucking brunette.

She was no longer fighting, having given up the struggle as another guy -Stadler, the centre - had shoved his cock between those gorgeous lips and intoher pleading mouth. She just lay there now, limp and accepting as the twofootball players fucked her helpless body.

Someone was screaming.

Hawkins stopped moving - leaving his cock buried deep inside Melon’s tightteenage cunt - and squinted across the room to see what was happening. Stadler,however, ignored screaming; he just continued sliding his spit-glistening cockin and out of the brunette’s mouth.

It was the blonde slut. She was bucking and screaming while Pete Brindle heldon for dear life.

"YES… YES… YES…"

She seemed almost crazed as she bounced up and down under Pete’s dead weight.Finally, the football player was able to hold on no longer. His grip on hersweaty thigh slipped free, and he was thrown off. His cock flapped wildly inthe air as he rolled off the mattress and slammed into the couch.

The girl stopped thrashing as the cock left her ass and started to look aboutfrantically, her green eyes wild with lust and her left hand sawing in and outof her dripping pussy.

"Cocks," she cried. "I need cocks… fuck me; fuck me… pleeeeeeeeeze…" Shelooked about, but everyone in the room was frozen with shock.

Frustrated, she fell back on her ass and spread her legs invitingly.

"Please fuck me," she begged. Her other hand was now playing roughly with herbreasts. "Fuck Cumslut… fuck Cumslut…" She continued to masturbate,muttering to herself as she reached another, smaller, orgasm.

"Please,"she begged quietly, shuddering in the aftermath of the orgasm. "Pleasefuck me… fuck Cumslut…"

Sharon watched open-mouthed as Stacy writhed sluttishly on the mattress,mewling quietly and pleading to be fucked. She would never have believed it ifshe hadn’t seen it with her own…

THE CAMERA!

Sharon looked down at the video camera as it hung uselessly at her side. Fuck.Gary would kill her!

She looked up. The room had gone silent as everyone stared at the blondeteenager on the mattress. Stacy was now scraping cum from her tits and lickingit off her fingers. Even the player fucking Ashley had stopped moving. The onlymovement from the room came from the big guy pumping is cock in and out ofAshley’s mouth. He had his eyes closed, and seemed to be off in his own world,as he fucked the beautiful brunette’s face.