"Welcome to the Club, number 34" Alan grunted as he rammed straight into her, bottoming out hitting her cervix, the others stroking their cocks in eager anticipation.
Alan plunged deep inside her, taking long stokes, Jill responded matching his pace and meeting his rhythm, allowing him to maximise his penetration. Jill felt a glow in her pussy as an orgasm developed within her. She was lost in her own reverie, until she was brought sharply back to reality as Alan slapped her arse hard.
"Hey bitch, you're meant to be pleasuring me not the other way round, concentrate on getting those cunt muscles working."
"Sorry, sir" Jill responded by tightening her pussy round his cock. Alan pushed her head down into the mossy slope, so her arse was higher up, giving Alan better purchase, he tightly grasped her thighs, digging his nails into her to stimulate her further. He hammered into her, he was almost bottoming out at each stroke. Jill was groaning in pain and ecstasy, but remembering to focus on ensuring Alan's satisfaction. She stretched her arms out flat, clenching her hands into fists as the orgasm grew.
"Oh fuck your slut hard, fuck me, fuck me" she groaned.
Bob laughed "I think we've found a dirty slut here, how's she feel Alan?"
"It's one of the tightest cunts I've had in a long time, can't believe she hasn't been used fully more often" he groaned, his face reddening as he felt his tool begin to twitch.
"Seems she certainly knows how to use her fanny" commented Phil "once she got going, she really got her cunt tight round my cock when I had her. The Club's going to appreciate having a new little fuck toy, like 34."
"She needs to learn she's just a fuck toy, though" Bob stated "Look forward to training her, and getting her primed. She's got the firm, fit body I like to use and probably amongst the biggest tits in our stable."
"Ohh, Yees" cried Alan, as he unloaded a torrent of spunk deep into her pussy.
"Fuck that was excellent."
"Want to complete the job?" Bob asked to Alan.
"Don't see why not, as long as the rest of you are happy with me having first crack?"
"No problem, you did the initial research and found her" Terry agreed as he grasped her arms, holding her firmly.
Phil pulled her legs flat, her body stretched out on the mossy mound, as he held her ankles.
Bob handed Alan a short ridding crop from the depth of his seemingly limitless rucksack.
Alan stood at right angles to the prone body, with Jill's face side flat against the moss, facing away from Alan, she was puzzled as to what they planned next, having not seen Bob handover the crop. She soon found out.
Alan brought the whip rapidly and hard across both arse cheeks, the crack of the leather tongue as it hit the naked skin resounding through the trees. Jill squealed at the pain, her arse seemed on fire. Alan brought the whip down hard quickly again, her skin reddened as two parallel streaks began to form across the cheeks.
The pain was so intense, she could only gasp "Ah shit...that hurts...you...bastards" and tears began to stream down her faces cheeks.
"Now 34 what have we told you about your language!" Alan exclaimed and brought a further four harsh strokes of increasing intensity down on her by now glowing posterior.
"Careful, Alan, don't want to permanently mark her. Remember what you did to 6!" warned Phil, as her released her ankles, parting her legs wider as he moved up between them, unzipping his fly and bringing out his rock-hard 9 inches.
"Well wonder, which hole I should take? What do you recommend Alan, you've had both. Mind you you've probably stretched her pussy too much now. Fancy her anal rose."
Terry continued to hold her down.
Phil moved his cock toward her back entrance, he pulled her cheeks apart, feeling the warmth of the bruised cheeks. Jill whimpered in pain, her arse on fire. Phil pushed his hard cock into her rear entrance, he moved it into the entrance gently to gain entrance, Jill stiffened both from the expectation of another anal fucking and the continued pain from the harsh whipping. Once he gained access, Phil again rammed quickly into her, moving all 9 inches into her, his body slamming against her stinging arse. As Phil's body hit her tender cheeks, she flinched, forcing Phil out slightly, he quickly pushed back, again forcing her to react. She cried out, tears flowing again.
"They always perform better after Alan gives them a seeing to" smirked Terry.
He released her wrists, and released his cock. Gasping a handful of her blonde hair, he raised her head.
"Open up, 34."
Now increasingly accustomed to obey, Jill opened her mouth to receive his proudly erect member. He forced it rapidly inside her mouth and into her throat, her tears lapping the base of his cock and his balls, which by now rested against her chin. She gagged.
"I love it, when you get their tears washing against your balls" chuckled Terry, "it's a real turn-on."
Phil upped his pace, and Terry responded by face-fucking her hard, Jill struggled to respond to both as collectively she was having 19 inches entering her orifices simultaneously.
"Come on 34, get your act together, you're going to have to get used to taking a lot more cock than this" implored Bob.
With her pained arse involuntarily responding to each of Phil's, thrusts Jill concentrated on fellating Terry her head bobbing rapidly up down his cock, her lips wrapped tightly around his firm rod. Phil began to increase his pace, slapping against her arse cheeks with increasing frequency. Phil let out a low guttural moan as her emptied his load deep into her. Seconds later, she felt the cock being rammed down her throat twitch and then Terry emptied even deeper into her. Both Phil and Terry pulled out of her, and she rolled over onto her back, gasping for air. There was no respite however, as Bob moved to sit astride her waist. He gabbed both large breasts and brought them together.
"Here hold your tits together, you little fucker, it's my turn now."
As instructed Jill clasped both hands together, intertwining her fingers, holding both her heavy orbs together. Bob pushed his cock between her tits and started thrusting, the reddened mushroom appearing at the other end of the cleavage with each thrust. As he gained momentum fucking her tits, they squashed together under the pressure and the bell-end moved closer to her face. The first spurt of pre-cum splashed against her nose, then spunk jetted out his quivering cock, covering her chin and some of it hitting her in the eye. Bob finished, pulling out of her cleavage, giving both tits a slap as he stood up.
"I enjoyed that, good pair of naturals, with surprising rigidity" commented Bob.
Jill lay spread-eagled on the slope, completely spent, spunk oozing out of every orifice and covering her face. Her arse still stinging. She drifted toward unconsciousness.
"Well that was enjoyable, everybody happy?" quizzed Alan.
There was a collective murmur of agreement.
Jill recovered her senses as she felt the rainfall increase, till it was a hard downpour. She could hardly open her eyes as the rain drenched her face, and she then realised it wasn't rain.
Alan, Phil, Terry and Bob encircled Jill and all had their now flaccid cocks out, spraying Jill with their piss.
"Don't move" instructed Alan, as Jill started to move away. She stopped and lay rigid, dismayed at the increasing depravity of her treatment but recognising how submission was becoming ever more enjoyable.
