Snatched (13 page)

The first lad smiled and let the gun drop down to his waist.

‘Of course we won’t,’ he said. ‘Think of it as a business deal. You give us what we want and we will let you have what you want. Of course, you can always just leave.’

The girl’s lack of options were starkly laid before them, but to be had by the hounds was simply an unthinkable fate. Just by looking at each other they knew to go back outside was beyond contemplation, so their best chance of escaping unscathed lay with trying to talk the boys round. That, at least, was Leah’s view.

‘So, you are saying that if I want to use your phone, to phone my boss, the
police
sergeant
,’ said Caroline, ‘then I have to let you all fuck me?’

The first lad gave a short laugh.

‘Yes, that’s the deal,’ he said, shrugging.

‘OK.’ said Caroline.

Leah’s jaw dropped open and she turned incredulously to stare at her supposed saviour who had just given up their bodies with impunity. Caroline glimpsed sideways at her but quickly looked away again. Leah attempted to read the girl’s expression but couldn’t. It wasn’t disgust, or resignation, or even arousal, it was just her face. All Leah knew was that she had been torn away just for this. She was desperate for May to burst in and save her but why would she? Leah had run from her, left her alone to face all the things that Leah herself had feared. Once the deeds here were done there was little chance that she would ever see her again.

‘Take your clothes off,’ said Gun Man.

Caroline began to oblige almost immediately, pulling her shirt over her head and reaching behind her to unclip her bra, which was slowly removed, almost teasingly, to allow her big breasts to spill out onto her chest to a chorus of approval from her audience. Her tits were indeed magnificent: big but firm too; great orbs that must have countless hours of exercise spent on them to keep them in such shape. Her nipples were large, pale pink circles with delicate teats at their centres that were just starting to swell. The girl’s hands smoothed over her belly and down to unfasten her jeans, and then they too were being provocatively removed, along with her knickers, without any pre-emption.

Leah found herself studying her companion just as closely as the three men. She looked soft-bodied and squeezable. Her pussy was shaved bare and puffy, and if Leah bent forward slightly she could just see the little dark slit. The girl’s bum was plump and round, jutting more now out of its denim confines, with little dimples in the pale flesh. Caroline had now mustered a look of defiance and stood confident in her nakedness, allowing the men to lust after her.

‘You, too,’ said Ginger, with only a brief sideways glance in Leah direction.

Caroline looked towards her and nodded, as if this was all part of some grand plan of hers, rather than just an acceptance of their fate. Leah’s shirt came off, leaving her in just her knickers, socks and trainers. She felt herself shrinking under their gaze and was conscious that her nipples were already erect and pointing, not out of arousal but from being rubbed against her shirt as she had run through the woods. She was also fearful that her panties would show a dark patch of dampness. It was a hot day and despite her perilous position she had felt the familiar tingle between her legs as she watched Caroline strip. She was such a sucker for other girl’s naked bodies, and recent dangers only seemed to increase her desire. She felt oddly envious that her bosom, as nice as it was, could not keep the men’s attention away from her companion’s.

‘Kneel down, Big Tits,’ commanded Gun Man.

Caroline obeyed without hesitation, moving a step away from the sofa and dropping to her knees.

‘Now you - kneel down facing her.’

Leah managed to work her muscles and went over in front of Caroline and turned her back to the men in order to face her. Before she could kneel she felt hands at her sides, surprisingly gentle ones, and she shivered as her knickers were pulled down her thighs. With her face burning she got down opposite the girl and could see her little nod and comforting smile.

‘Now girl - give them big titties a good sucking.’

Leah wanted to wait to be forced, but she couldn’t. Instead she bent forward and lapped at one little nipple, feeling it harden immediately against the tip of her tongue. Caroline sighed, too avidly for one in fear of impending abuse. Leah suspected that the policewoman was actually enjoying her current situation. As the nipple swelled, Leah sucked it into her mouth and brought both hands up to encompass one breast, feeling its lovely weight and yield. She swapped back and forth between each big globe, stretching her mouth over them and trying to suck in as much hardening nipple as possible.

‘She’s got a nice arse, that one. Do you like looking at her arse while getting your big tits sucked?’

Caroline breathed a barely audible ‘yes’ and Leah looked over her shoulder to see how her bum was visible to the other girl. The lads had taken the mirror from the wall and propped it up on the floor, so that Leah’s bottom was indeed plainly visible in reflection, stuck out at her viewers. Mercifully her ruder hole was not quite on show, but her pussy was, pushing out between her thighs and already clearly wet. Her eyes did not stay on the mirror for long, drawn upwards to the lads, who by now had all released their straining cocks and were busily stroking them to full hardness. All of them were big. Gun Man was sporting a monster, nearly as big as Huw’s.

Leah let go a little cry of panic and awe and turned back to fill her mouth even more hungrily than before. She heard a moan from above and opened her eyes to see Caroline, with her head turned sideways, grasping Ginger’s stiff shaft and sinking her mouth onto it. She bobbed her head and wanked him, leaving a thick coating of spit all the way down his rod. Then Gun Man’s huge cock was being pushed towards her from the other side and she was being pulled around by her hair to give it attention. Her mouth had to stretch obscenely wide to accommodate him, and she was nearly gagging as he forced himself into her throat, strings of viscous saliva stretching down from her mouth to mix with the slick covering already on her breasts courtesy of Leah’s sucking.

Caroline was made to alternate her attention, being pulled back and forth by the two men both eager for her mouth. She was moaning constantly and greedily trying to fill herself with their cocks, both of which looked absolutely iron-stiff in her hand. Soon, Bare Chest was feeling left out and managed to oust Gun Man, who retreated to the sofa to play with his prick whilst he watched. Leah shook with shame on realising that she was now urgently desirous for her turn to sample the boys, and although she was enjoying Caroline’s tits, she was mindful not to spend all her saliva on her, wanting a good lot held back to smooth the passage of their erections into her throat.

Her wish was soon to be granted, with Gun Man ordering Caroline to stop what she was doing and come sit on his cock. She stood up, still panting and licking her lips as her glazed eyes feasted on the various erections. She went over to the sofa and with no further instruction straddled Gun Man. With her bum stuck out towards Leah and a loud groan of self-absolution, she sank herself inch by inch onto his thick erection. It took her some time to accustom herself to his dimensions but her excitement was plain to see and it leeched out onto his balls. She began to ride him tentatively, increasing her pace as soon as she could, slapping her big bottom down onto his thighs.

Bare Chest was the first to be reminded of his own needs. He pulled Leah towards him and unceremoniously pushed his cock between her lips and deep into her mouth. She heard herself giving the same low moan of pleasure that Caroline had. She gripped him and felt the blood pulsing against her palm. The cock was not too thick, but long and silky. It was a joy to suck. Her inhibitions were long gone and she pumped his shaft and teased his swollen head with abandon.

‘Bloody hell!’ Bare Chest cried as he held her hair and fucked her mouth with rapid thrusts, ‘I don’t half fancy you, girl.’

Leah swelled with pride at her work and the fact that at least one of the boys seemed to prefer her to the policewoman. Ginger wanted his turn and Leah was pushed onto him, immediately detecting his greater girth but rougher feel. He let her do all the work, content to feel her fist pumping at his shaft while her tongue flicked at his tip. She kept her eyes open and on Caroline, eager to see her bottom juddering as she rode up and down. Gun Man had now drawn her forward and was pulling her buttocks apart, giving Leah a lewd view of a stretched-open pink bum hole.

Bare Chest came back in from the kitchen and peered closely at this exposed puckered ring, giving it his crude appraisal. Leah saw that he was holding a glass bottle of greeny-yellow cooking oil. The oil was poured onto his fingers and a little splash was drizzled down the crack of Caroline’s bum. Leah found her heart racing with anticipation of what was to follow. She almost screamed out for Bare Chest to hurry up as he dallied to inspect Caroline’s arse. Eventually he put his other hand on her hip to arrest her movement and pushed his slick middle finger up into her backside, much to her delight. The finger was twisted around and then soon joined by the index finger, also accommodated with apparent ease. He diddled her bum for a while but his cock was bobbing impatiently and soon he had pulled them out and massaged a splash of the olive oil into his erection.

Leah was barely able to concentrate on her sucking now. She had seen in films what was about to happen but never envisaged witnessing it in real life. It was hard enough for her to imagine what it would be like to have a cock as thick as Gun Man’s inside her, let alone to have it joined above by such a long, smooth, beautiful member. Bare Chest squatted behind the girl and held her hips. He then guided his oily cock to her little entrance and pushed his way in. Caroline’s pleasure must have been audible for miles. She screamed and threw her head back as her back passage was filled in one long, driving thrust. Bare chest gave her a minute to recover and then started his action. Leah was simply transfixed as she watched his muscular legs and buttocks pummelling the slapping arse.

Leah’s own inaction meant that from time to time Ginger pushed her back down onto him, although he was also engrossed in the fucking and soon lost interest in her mouth, announcing that he wanted a turn at the fat arse. He pushed Bare Chest aside and forced his way into Caroline’s open hole before it had time to contract. He immediately began pumping away. The sight of his pale backside and hairy legs was less appealing to Leah, and certainly no match for the view she now got of Bare Chest, who was standing open-mouthed and panting with his hips thrust forward while he wanked his oily cock.

Leah suddenly realised that she too was masturbating, her right hand pushed hard against her clitoris so her fingers could press and rub. Bare Chest turned to her and she could see his balls churning in their sack as he approached, still rubbing his length feverishly. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth to welcome him in. She cried out as his length slipped inside her again, tasting now of a combination of the fruity oil and the bitter-sweet tang of Caroline’s bum.

She doubted if she had ever sucked a cock with such desire. She wanted to taste every inch of it, to lick it clean, to have it down her throat. She wanted it deep inside her, up her cunt, exploding into her arse. She wanted him to fuck her now, although she could never ask. Her sucking proved too much though, and as she held Bare Chest’s balls she felt them suddenly tighten and then unload into her mouth in a series of hot spurts, long and smooth, just like his cock. She drank him down, only vaguely aware of his grunts of pleasure mixed with other grunts around the room of spunking men.

When she had coaxed out his last drop and he had slipped limply from her lips, she opened her eyes again to see that Caroline had been finished with too. She was now still on her knees but on the floor, her holes both open and showing their sticky deposits. The lads were all standing around with limp, dripping cocks, trying to regain their composure. When Caroline had been entertaining them with her mouth, Leah had wanted her to suck them all dry, hoping it would spare her the need to take her turn. Now all she wanted was for them to get hard and use her the way they had used her companion, only harder and for longer, and all three of them at once, using all her holes - two of them up one hole at the same time if necessary. She wished the boys would order her to crawl across the floor and suck their spunk from Caroline’s dripping holes before getting behind her to fill her up, over and over again.

It was not to be. The cocks were being pushed back into their trousers and Leah felt suddenly naked and dirty. She instinctively grabbed her T-shirt and clasped it protectively to her chest. Caroline was more nonchalant. She had now turned to sit back against the sofa and was showing a smile of satisfaction and half-closed eyes. One hand was down between her thighs clutching the mound of her just-used sex. Gun Man went over to the door and swung it shut, revealing a cordless phone sitting in its cradle directly on the carpeted floor.

‘Well, ladies, you did your bit, so now I’ll do mine. You want me to ring the police station, you say?’

‘Yes,’ purred Caroline through her contented haze. ‘Sergeant Edwards. The number is 422322.’

Leah couldn’t believe the whole surreal adventure was actually going to draw to a close. One phone call and she would be transported back to normality, away from these boys and their rampant cocks, away, forever, from May. Fleetingly she thought about the possibility of trying to stop the call, but Gun Man was already dialling the number.

‘So it’s Sergeant Edwards you want, is it?’ he said absent-mindedly as his fingers pressed the buttons and he listened to the ensuing ring tone. ‘I wonder if he will be in.’

Leah could hear the click as the phone was answered. A voice came at the other end, distorted by electronics.

‘Hello?’ said Gun Man, raising his eyebrows and smirking at Leah. ‘Hi there, Gwen, it’s Bryn. Is Huw there? I’ve got something up here that I think belongs to him.’