"Jessie, you silly goose," Annie said. "You took a wrong turn, now we're lost! Do you have any idea where we are?" Jessie slowed the Chevy down and attempted to see any signpost that would help them find their way, but saw nothing in the pitch-black night. "What are we going to do now?" Annie sighed, "We're never going to make it to the rehearsal on time. You said you knew the way. Look where we are -- nowhere!"
"Relax, Annie," Jessie replied, "Don't worry; I'll turn around and go back to the last turn off. We can stop at a gas station and get some directions." The nineteen year old girl turned the car into a dirt side road and put it into reverse. Then she backed out onto the road and headed along the way they had come. She looked into the rear view mirror and saw a car approaching them from behind.
"There's a car behind us," Jessie said to her eighteen year old friend. "I'm going to pull over and put the emergency flashers on. Maybe the other car will stop, and we can get some directions." Annie agreed that was a good idea. Slowing, Jessie pulled the car carefully onto the shoulder of the road. She saw the other car pull in behind her, stop, and turn off its lights. The two young girls heard the sound of doors opening and footfalls above the murmur of their idling engine.
Dark figures abruptly yanked the doors of the Chevy open, hauled both girls out of their car, and pushed them to the ground. Someone hopped into the Chevy and drove away, leaving Jessie and Annie frightened and dazed on the edge of the dark highway.
"Are you all right, Annie?" Jessie asked the younger girl.
"Shut your mouths!" a harsh, masculine voice rang out.
"Oh, god" Annie moaned, "Now what?"
The two girls looked around and, as their eyes got used to the darkness, saw the hulking forms of three guys standing over them.
"Please help us." Jessie begged. "We're lost and someone just took our car." Her answer was only harsh laughter. Strong hands grabbed each girl and soon stuffed them both into the trunk of the other car. The engine started and, after many minutes of driving along the highway, they felt the car turn off onto a bumpy road. Another ten minutes of bouncing and banging about inside the trunk and the girls felt the car come to a stop. The silence of the night was broken by some muffled voices. Shadowy forms released them from the stifling trunk into a dark night.
"Please," Annie begged. "Let us go. Don't hurt us."
A sinister voice advised them, "You broads ain't going anywhere for a while, so just accept it and settle down." Firmly taken by an arm, each girl was taken toward an unlit shack that emerged out of the darkness.
"You know," a voice remarked, "You're both in a heap of trouble."
"Bring 'em inside," another voice ordered. "If these two broads give you any trouble, slap them around."
"What are you going to do to us," Annie whined, shaking with fear.
"You'll find out," one replied, "We're going to have a little fun; that's all." He shoved open the front door and dragged Annie inside the dark interior. The other three followed, one bringing Jessie. One guy quickly closed the door and someone else lit a rickety lantern, revealing a run-down hunting lodge, with some chairs and bunks, tables littered with junk, and an unused fireplace.
"Please," Jessie begged. "Please don't hurt us."
"What are we going to do with them, Hank?" one the disheveled men asked.
"Well," Hank answered, "I think for starters I'm gonna fuck the blonde here and show her what a real man can do."
"No! Please no!" Annie begged, "Don't touch me! Please stop!"
"Yes, don't do this..." Jessie began, but a hard hand clamped over her mouth, and her voice was reduced to a muffled scream, "Bitch, shut your fuckin' mouth," the guy holding her said. "I won't be tellin' you again." The guy shook Jessie like a rat and then dropped her to the dirty floor, where she cringed, quivering with fear.
Hank walked toward Annie, who glanced at her fallen companion and looked up at Frank's stern face. "Okay, pretty lady, you and your friend won't get hurt if you go along with the program, but, if you don't, you'll both regret it." Annie began backing away as Hank moved to her. "My friends and I are a little tense right now and need some female companionship to relax us for some work we're doin' tomorrow."
"Please... No... Don't... Please," she cried as she slowly backed up.
"Did you hear me?" Hank answered. "You cooperate, you won't be hurt, at least, not all that much, but we can make things really rough for you."
"That's right, babe," one of the others mumbled.
"You ever been fucked, babe?" Hank asked.
Backing slowly away, Annie bravely replied, "What business is that of yours, you... you rotten criminal?"
The four males laughed briefly, and Hank looked over his shoulder at his pals and remarked, "I guess she doesn't get it yet. I'm gonna have to slap her around a little." Annie suddenly found herself backed against a wall, and Hank was pressing against her, pinning her in place. She struggled to move, but he was too strong, and he held her in place, he grabbed her dress and ripping it open, tearing it away and leaving her shaking in her bra and panties.
"Whaaahoo," someone yelled. "Look at those boobs; this broad had a nice pair of hooters on her!"
"Yeah," Hank replied, "Let's get a good look at these titties," and he grabbed her bra and ripped it from her. Annie's big, firm breasts bobbled free; her big nipples immediately swelled to perky hardness.
"Now, babe, do you want to take those panties off?" Hank asked while fondling Annie's big tits. "Either you take them off, or I'll rip them off."
Defiantly, Annie stared at Hank, but tears flooded her eyes and her jaw began to quiver. She slipped her hands inside her panties and pushed them down her legs, finally stepping out of them. She heard sharp inhales of breath as the thugs saw her exposed cunt.
On other side of the room, a low voice said, "Please leave her alone. Don't hurt her... Please!" Hank turned his head around and said, "One of you take a turn with the red-head while I dick this broad."
"No! Please no!" Jessie pleaded; Annie heard a ripping sound and knew that her friend's clothes were being torn from her body.
"You been fucked yet, babe?" Hank asked quietly. Annie, head lowered, nodded yes. "You ever give head to your boyfriend?" Again she nodded yes. "Well that's just what you're going to do, babe. I'd like a nice blow job. So get started." Hank undid his pants and pushed Annie down onto her knees. "Get it out and get it in your mouth." Looking up at him in the dim light, Annie, her cheeks still stained by tears, lifted her hands to Hank's undone pants and freed his semi-hard cock.
"There we go, babe; start sucking me off. That's it, girl. Do a good job on my cock." Annie could see Jessie down on her knees in front of another guy with two others standing nearby, observing Jessie's oral skills. The small shack was soon filled with slurping noises and crude comments.
"That's it, Mel, fuck her mouth," someone urged. Annie could see that Mel had Jessie by her hair and was humping his cock into her mouth. The other two were having great fun by commenting on the blow jobs Hank and Mel were getting from the two young girls.