PEACH PIT AFTER HOURS

It had been a particularly good night at the Peach Pit After Dark Club. Valerie Malone was more than pleased as she tossed the wad of cash into the safe. A few more nights like this and the place might actually start turning a profit. She smiled a broad smile as the safe slammed shut. The night’s take was especially satisfying since all of the snobby Beverly Hills girls were there to see how well she was doing. Donna Martin, Kelly Taylor, Claire Arnold, Andrea Zuckerman-Vasquez and even Brenda Walsh, fresh off the plane from London, were on hand to see. Val had every reason to feel proud of herself.

As the girls sat at the bar, Val pulled a handful of beers from the cooler and passed them around. “Here’s to good friends and prosperity forever.” She said, rasing her bottle. Only Donna hesitated before opening her beer and joining the others in their toast.

Val was a bit upset when Brenda’s stories of England began to dominate the attention. It had been a hard road to acceptance for Val, and now this snotty bitch was back and taking her spotlight. Well into her third beer, Valerie began to wish painful torture and death on Brenda Walsh.

Donna was checking her watch, wondering when they would be leaving, when the girls were startled by a loud crashing sound. Looking up, they saw that the back door had been kicked in. One by one, a group of young gang members filed out of the dark alley and into the club. In moments, two dozen or so tough looking young men stood in the doorway to the club. They looked like serious trouble and each of the girls gave a gasp of fright.

Val, who felt her territory violated, was the first to regain her composure. She stood up and took a step towards them, assuming a stance much like Batgirl might, her legs astride and her fists on her curvaceous hips. “What the Hell do you think you’re doing in my club?” She asked defiantly.

None of the men responded, but they continued to advance on the girls. Val was determined not to back down. “If you don’t get out right now, I am calling the police.” She said, her voice wavering slightly.

One of the youths took a step forward. The others looked to him as if he were their leader. He was a tall, rough looking white male, in his mid twenties with short black hair and ruthless look about him. “I don’t think you want to do that.” He replied. The rest of his gang, all mixed races and equally tough looking, moved in tightly around their leader.

Val still was in no mood to back down. “Donna.” She said calmly. “Call 911.”

The leader simply raised his left hand slowly. Without a word, three of his gang rushed to the phone, beating Donna to it. They tore it from the wall, smashing it on the ground. “Kind of tough to call with no phone bitch.” The leader snarled.

Val felt her knees shaking with fear now. “Listen.” She said, trying not to whimper. “If you just leave now, we won’t tell the cops. Just go now please.”

“Nice place you have here.” Replied the leader. “Be a damn shame to have to mess it up.”

“What do you want?” Cried a frightened Donna, drawing an angry stare from Val.

“All we want,” Growled the leader. “Is the money from tonight. You were pretty busy here and there ought to be enough cash in the safe to make it worth our while to just leave you alone.”

Val stood silently, staring at him for a long while. “What are you doing?” Mumbled Claire. “Give them the money and let’s get this over with.”

“Shut up.” Spat Val. Tonight had been her best night in business. The money was hers, she had earned it. No way she was just going to let these punks take it away.

“You better listen to your pretty little friend there sweets.” The leader said, opening his jacket to reveal the butt of a handgun. “We know you’ve got plenty of cash. Give it to us and we might just leave peacefully.”

If there was one thing Val hated more than being bossed around, it was losing money. She knew that giving them the money was the sane thing to do, but at that moment, Val was not thinking rationally. Her head spun with fear and anger as she felt herself turn towards the safe. Another five seconds and the decision would have been made, but the leader broke first. Reaching out quickly, he grabbed Brenda by the hair, pulling her close, holding his gun to her head. “Maybe you’ll change your mind now.” He said. “Before I have to blow your friend’s brains all over your club.”

Val actually had to fight back her desire to laugh out loud. Not five minutes ago, she was wishing a torturous death on Brenda and now this thug was using threats on her life as a threat to Val. Still, she was a bit surprised at the tingle she felt at the sight of the Queen Bitch, Brenda Walsh with a gun to her head. Her nipples tightened beneath her blouse. It was the most perverse pleasure she had ever felt.

“Val?” Kelly’s pleading, questioning voice brought Val out of her trance. Unable to think straight, she responded with the first thing that came to her mind. “Fuck you.” Her words were once again confident.

Something snapped inside of the leader’s head. He could not afford to blow this. The money was too important. This stupid bitch was actually standing up to him. This was not supposed to happen. He could kill any of them right then and there, but she didn’t seem to care. There was no way he was going to murder anyone, but she couldn’t have known that. Or was she able to see through his bluff? At a standstill and with his men watching, Rocco made another decision. He didn’t want to kill anyone, but he had to get his hands on that money. If death didn’t scare this bitch, then he knew what would. He had Brenda by the neck in a choke hold with one arm while keeping his gun to her head with the other. Smiling at Val, he let one hand slip from Brenda’s shoulder and gave her left breast a squeeze. When she squealed and tried to get loose, he jabbed the gun into her temple. “Don’t you fucking move.” He said menacingly.

Everyone shuffled nervously as Rocco man handled Brenda through her blouse. He smiled up at Val. “Maybe, we should have a little fun with a few of your rich friends. Hell, I think we deserve a little prime Beverly Hills pussy.” He moved his hand up to Brenda’s collar and ripped her blouse open, sending buttons flying across the room and bringing a reaction from everyone in the room.

The girls all gasped in fear, Donna felt as if she might faint. The gang members laughed lustily as Brenda’s smallish, firm tits came into view.

“No bra?” Rocco questioned. “Planning on getting some later you rich slut?” He teased. “Well, I think me and the boys here can accommodate you. In fact, there might be just enough of you here for all of us to get some good fucking and sucking.”

Kelly acted first, bolting towards the door to try and get help. Three tough looking young men blocked the door and grabbed her. Rocco smiled. He would have to put a stop to this sort of foolishness right away. “Get that cunt over here now.” He shouted.

Rocco tossed Brenda aside, leaving her quivering in a pile on the floor, her blouse torn open. Kelly was dragged over, most of the fight scared out of her, to where Rocco stood. “Now, this is a fine rich slut.” He raised his gun to her face, then turned to Val. “We’re gonna play a little game here. I am going to give blondie here some orders. She’ll to as I say, no matter what I say, until you open the safe.” Turning back to Kelly, he smiled. “If you don’t do everything I tell you to, your friend here will have one Hell of a clean up job.” He paused a moment then smiled again. “In fact, line up all of these cunts over here.”

In spite of some struggling, the girls were soon lined up before Rocco. All five of them, Kelly, Brenda, Donna, Andrea and Claire stood before the leader, with only Val left out. “Last chance.” He said to Val. “Open it or I’ll start having some real fun with your cunt friends.” Val straightened up defiantly. “OK, let’s begin.” Rocco mumbled. “Tops off.” None of the girls made a move. Rocco cocked his gun. NOW!” Reluctantly, the girls began to work their tops off. Kelly standing closest to Rocco, unbuttoned her sheer blouse quickly in spite of her trembling fingers. Shrugging off the expensive blouse, Kelly stood there in her pretty lace bra. There were some approving mumbles about her average sized tits. Rocco smiled then nodded at her. “That too.: He said flatly.

Kelly shot a look at Val, knowing that some part of the brunette loved the idea of Kelly having to be humiliated like this, but even she knew that Val would stop this before it went too far. Not even a cold hearted bitch like Val would let them all get raped. She removed her bra, showing everyone her firm, B cup breasts. Kelly tried not to let the lustful comments of the men bother her. She had been stared at before and just wanted to get this over with.

Since Brenda’s blouse had been torn open, all she had to do was shrug her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were much like Kelly’s. A bit smaller perhaps with nipples that were a half shade darker and stood out more against her pale skin.

Donna was next, but stood motionless until one of Rocco’s thugs drew his own gun and pointed it at her head. With a tear in her eye, Donna lowered the straps of her tight, black mini dress. Even the other girls turned their eyes towards their friend. Donna had virtually tripled the size of her breasts over the summer and the question of their authenticity had been a prime topic of Beverly Hills gossip. In truth, Donna had treated herself to a very expensive boob job for her eighteenth birthday, but had not told any of her friends. The discovery of her secret surgery was not even a concern for Donna at his point, as her dress lowered, revealing her cosmetically enhanced, perfect 36D breasts. The men lewdly catcalled and whistled. Claire, Brenda and Kelly lowered their eyes, in part for their friend’s embarrassment, but also in part to look down at their own breasts in jealous disbelief.

Andrea noticed the others’ admiring looks at Donna’s silicone breasts and fought back a grin. As she pulled her T shirt over her head and unfastened her bra, she thought, “At least mine are all natural.” Indeed, they were. Although her own impressive size could be directly attributed to her recent pregnancy, Andrea’s fairly small chest had ballooned to an astounding 38DD. Her round, milk filled breasts jutted out proudly in spite of her embarrassment at having so many strange, potentially dangerous men seeing her as only two men had seen her previously.

Feeling more embarrassed than scared after seeing Donna and Andrea’s impressive chests, Claire slipped quickly out of her silk blouse. She wore no bra, as she fully intended on getting good and fucked tonight. Seeing all of the leering men around her, made her think that this was in inevitable fact of life at this point.

As Val looked at her five friends, all topless before these men, she did not feel the sense of fear and urgency that Rocco had been hoping for. In fact, she was feeling the slightest tingle of sexual excitement knowing that the immediate future of all of them rested on her shoulders. How many times had they turned their backs on her? How many times had they looked at her with contempt and disgust? Well, now it was their turn to feel alone and exposed. Val found herself loving that feeling of control and power.

Rocco finally tore his eyes away from the lovely sight of nearly a dozen rich bitch tits and said to Val. “Well, bitch, now that you see how serious I am, are you ready to spare your friends any more embarrassment and give us the money?”

Looking into the eyes of the other girls, Val could see their expressions, ranging from pure contempt to sheer terror. Her motive now a combination of her determination not to give up any of her money and a secret longing to see the Beverly whores get what was coming to them, Val turned to Rocco and grinned. “Read my lips scum bag. Fuck You!”

There was a shocked gasp from the gang members, who were used to getting their way. The girls moaned in protest, not fully understanding Val’s reaction.

“What are you doing Valerie?” Asked Donna desperately.

“She’s getting back at us.” Replied Kelly. “OK Val, I think you’ve made your point. Now open the safe and let’s get out of this.”

“Kelly, this has nothing to do with any of that. I’m just not going to let these assholes come in here and take my money.” She replied.

“Shut up both of you.” Rocco shouted, turning to Val with an expressions beyond anger. “I’m not fucking with you anymore. Your friends here are going to be stripped down to nothing in about thirty seconds if you don’t cooperate.”

Val simply folded her arms defiantly. “You don’t have the guts or the time to do anything with them.” She challenged.

Without a word, Rocco stepped to Kelly. Take the rest of it off now blondie.” He spat.

Glaring at Val, Kelly undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She wore a high cut pair of bikini briefs, barely covering her pussy and showing off her thin thighs. Down the line, Rocco went, ordering each girl to disrobe. Brenda tugged down her tight jeans, Donna’s dress was dropped, Andrea let her loose skirt fall and Claire, removed her shorter than short mini. Now, all five stood in just their shoes and panties. All except Claire, who never wore any panties.

With a look, Rocco ordered one of his thugs to finish the stripping. Brandishing a switch blade, the young man tugged the elastic band of Kelly’s G string and with a flick of his wrist, cut the fabric and pulled off the small garment. She made no attempt to cover herself, standing still and silent staring at Val. Brenda was next, her bikini cut Jockey’s cut away, exposing her clean shaven cunt to everyone. Next came Donna, whose thick, dark bush was a stunning contrast to her bleached blonde hair.

Andrea summoned up all her pride and took down her own panties before the hood could cut them from her. She blushed all over as she felt the eyes checking her up and down, taking in her soft, round figure, still plump from pregnancy. Not all of the hair had grown back yet. In fact, Andrea had found that since her pussy had been shaved bare, Jessie, her husband, had been much more open to giving her the tonguing she so dearly loved.

As the five frightened girls stood, clad in only their shoes, Rocco pulled up a chair. “Sit.” He said to Val. “I want you to have a good view of the festivities.”

Taking her seat and eyeing the five most prominent females in her social circle, Val came to a bit of reality. As much as she wanted to see this self righteous pack of bitches get theirs, Val knew that if she just let it happen, her life in Beverly Hills would be ruined. Thinking quickly, she worked up a few tears. “Please, please don’t hurt my friends. They haven’t done anything to deserve this.”

Rocco smiled, visibly relieved, but there were plenty of disappointed groans from his friends. “All right then, open the fucking safe and maybe we’ll let you all go.”

Wiping away her tears, Val looked up at Rocco. “I-I-I can’t.” She whimpered. “It’s on a time lock and can’t be opened until eight o’clock tomorrow.”

Rocco looked at her curiously. It made sense. A place like this would want all the cash locked away until a courier could get it. But something was wrong. If there was a time lock, why hadn’t she told him that from the start? Why had she, all of a sudden, changed her tune? If she was bluffing, then he was going to have to call it.

“Guess what blondie?” Rocco said, turning to Kelly. “I don’t believe your friend here. I think she thinks I’m too stupid to see through her shit.”

“No.” Said Val. “That’s not it, honest. Please don’t hurt them. Oh please.” Val broke down crying, her face buried in her hands.

Rocco hesitated only a moment before moving into his next phase. “OK boys, since Miss fancy pants here won’t cooperate, let’s get down to some serious business.” He pointed to various gang members as he barked out orders. “Get the two big titted sluts over here. Put the tiny one over there. Leave the other two where they are.”

Soon, the girls were arranged the way Rocco wanted them. He was going to put on a show for Val that would scare her into opening the safe.

Donna and Andrea were standing close to Val as Rocco walked up to them. “First of all.” He said, addressing them as well as Val. “We are going to have a nice big titty show.” They all laughed as he pointed to Andrea and Donna.

Andrea hung her head, avoiding the leering eyes of the young men. Donna tried to cover her silicone enhanced chest. Rocco reached out to take Donna’s hands away and the pretty blonde slapped him across the face. He laughed back at her, raising his gun and pointing it at her. “Sweetie, that’s going to cost you later. Now be a good girl and let my friends see those nice titties.” Seeing no mercy in his eyes, Donna dropped her hands. Both girls winced as Rocco reached his hands up and cupped a breast from each. He chuckled to himself as he fondled the handfuls of flesh. “Not bad.” He said, smiling. Donna began to blush as Rocco’s rough touch made her nipple stiffen involuntarily. He laughed at her. “Nice tits slut, but I prefer the real thing.” Turning to his gang, he called out. “Anyone want to come play with some plastic Barbie doll tits?” In a flash, one of the gang members rushed to Rocco’s side, taking his place and began to roughly handle Donna’s big breasts. Tears filled her eyes as the young thug took pleasure in playing with her firm nipples.

Rocco meanwhile, turned all of his attention to Andrea and her naturally pendulous breasts. “Those fake tits are OK, but I love the big sloppy real ones like you’ve got.” He took one in each hand and began to really squeeze them hard. It was getting late and past time for Hanna’s feeding, so it didn’t take too long for Andrea’s engorged breasts to begin to leak milk. She looked away in shame as Rocco started laughing aloud. “Well fellas, looks like this one is a mama. Guess it’s feeding time eh honey?” He said. “Say mommy, mind if me and the boys have a taste?” Before she could respond, Rocco bent his head down and flicked up the drop of milk from her right nipple.

“Please.” Andrea begged, whispering. “Don’t.” She looked over at Val, pleading with her eyes. Andrea was afraid for her safety, but also fearful that Rocco would continue to suck milk from her breasts. She knew the effect that always had on her.

Taking his cue from Rocco, the other man, Butch, a grungy white man in his late twenties, bent his head and began to assault Donna’s exposed nipples with his mouth. She had thick, rubbery nipples that Butch took great joy in chewing on. Donna bit her lip to fight back tears, but also to hide the little gasps of pleasure she felt at having her sensitive nipples bitten. Although Donna used her nipples extensively in her masturbatory pleasure, no one else had ever played with them.

Meanwhile, Rocco was going to town on Andrea, milking her breasts with his hands as he lapped up the sweet fluid as it shot out into his mouth. Ever since she had begun lactating, Andrea had loved having Jessie suck her swollen tits. It always hot her hot and ready to fuck. But, Jessie had never sucked her with such harsh urgency. What Rocco was doing had Andrea’s pussy hotter than it had ever been in her life. She closed her eyes and tried to stay in control as he drove her half crazy.

Donna’s eyes were shut now as she found herself lost in the dizzying feeling of this strange man’s mouth on her breast. She wanted nothing more than to run away from the vile beast, however, the things he was doing had her virgin pussy hotter than ever in her life. She hardly even noticed when a second mouth began to assault her other exposed nipple. All Donna could do was squeeze her eyes tighter and gasp.

Andrea was frightened to feel her pussy juices running down the inside of her thighs. She silently prayed that Rocco and the others would not notice, and tried to rub her legs together discreetly to eliminate any evidence. It was too late, as she felt Rocco remove his mouth from her breast. Frightened, she opened her eyes to see him staring at her.

“I see this slut has sprung another leak.” He said, running his finger through the wet trail on her leg and bringing it to his lips. “Oh yes, I’d say mommy here is ready to get good and fucked.” Andrea opened her mouth to protest, but Rocco kissed her hard on the lips, probing her mouth with his tongue. She fought hard against both Rocco and the urge to kiss him back.

Breaking the kiss, Rocco grinned. “Not bad, but not my style.” He said to Andrea. “Someone take her over to the bar.” He called. “Let me test another one.” With that, Andrea was dragged over to a bar stool and forced to sit. Rocco now watched the two young men working on Donna’s big tits. Her head was thrown back, eyes shut tight. There were tears running down her cheeks, but Rocco had his suspicions as to why she was crying. He walked over to the pretty blonde. “Now this one,” He growled. “This one looks a lot more my style.”

Donna’s eyes popped open and she renewed her struggles. The men stopped playing with her breasts and held her tightly as Rocco stood directly in front of the terrified Donna. Smiling, he reached down to her thighs and stroked them. “I wonder how hot it gets inside of a Beverly Hills whore.” He pondered.

“No, please,” Donna begged. “I’m still a virgin, please don’t hurt me.”

Rocco stopped for a moment, trying to read her face for any sign of deception. Seeing that she was sincere, he laughed aloud. “Oh how perfect. A rich, big titted virgin. I’m going to do this one myself.” He bellowed. “But first, let’s see if she is telling the truth.” He wet his finger and rubbed it against her moist lower lips, then slipped it up inside of her. Donna yelped in pain as his probing finger became the first thing to penetrate her womanhood. After wiggling it around a bit, Rocco pulled his finger out and licked it clean. “Ahhhh,” He said. “Fresh virgin cunt. My favorite.” He stepped back. “Put her aside for now. Let’s play with some of the other sluts for a while.”

Donna was dragged into the corner with Andrea as Rocco’s thugs brought Claire over to him. The tiny brunette was trying to cover her shaved pussy lips from all of the staring eyes before her. Part of her was remembering all of the times she had fucked herself with her dildo while dreaming of being gang raped by pirates or marauding Indians, however this was real, not some fantasy. These men were set on fucking her and she could not stop them no matter what she did or said. Clair found herself both terrified and aroused. Her little nipples hardened against her breasts, poking into her protecting palms. Her bald pussy lips were slick with her flowing juices.

Rocco laughed in Claire’s face. “Such a tiny slut.” He said. “Some of the boys just might break you in half little one.” He touched her chin, trying to move her face, and Claire slapped his hand away defiantly. Before she could blink, Rocco returned her blow with a hard slap across her face, nearly knocking the petite coed off her feet. “Don’t you ever fucking touch me again unless I tell you to, bitch.” He screamed as a stunned Claire rubbed her burning cheek. “Now slut.” He yelled in her face. “Take your hands away from your cunt. NOW!” Claire jumped a little in fright and moved her hands away, fully exposing her small, flat stomach and her shaved pussy to the room of men, all of whom cheered loudly at the spectacle.

“Such a pretty little cunt.” Rocco mocked. “I think it needs to be nice and wet, or else one of the bigger boys might just split you in two angel. Why don’t you work it up for us. Get it nice and slick.”

Claire hesitated, too scared to move as all eyes stared at her. She moved her trembling hands between her thighs. Her finger tips crept up until they made contact with the hot, smooth, moist flesh of her outer lips.

“Come on.” Spat Rocco. “Get that little cunt all juiced up for our cocks.”

Claire felt a twinge of shame as the tip of her middle finger parted her pussy. She moaned aloud as her other fingers brushed against her clit. The shame she felt at masturbating in front of strangers was soon washed away by the deep burning itch she felt to fill her hot little hole with something, anything. for now, her fingers would have to do. Slowly, Claire’s middle finger disappeared up inside of her pussy. She parted her thighs a bit more to get better access. Tossing her head back and closing he eyes, Claire added her index finger to her now dripping hole.

Val smiled slightly as she watched. Once, while drunk, Claire had revealed her secret rape fantasies to Val. “Looks like they’re going to come true Claire.” She thought to herself as she watched the younger girl finger fuck her slick cunt.

Claire no longer cared who was watching, the burning inside her was too much to resist. Two fingers jammed in and out of her aching pussy while her free hand alternated between her stiff nipples and her swollen clit. She was getting close to bringing herself to a shuttering climax when Rocco grabbed her wrists and held them tightly. Claire shrieked more in frustration than in fright. Rocco brought her pussy juice soaked fingers to his mouth and sucked them greedily. “Mmmm, now that is sweet pussy. Someone is gonna be real lucky to taste this one. Hold her here.” He shouted, and two men grabbed her arms and held her while Rocco walked over to the remaining two girls.

“Last two sluts.” He growled, glancing over to Val for any signs of weakening. She just sat, staring. It was almost as if she was too compelled by the show to try and stop it. Four thugs dragged Kelly and Brenda to the center of the room. “Now, now, you two look like the queen bitches here.” He said. The two girls looked at each other. Years of competition had not been forgotten despite their friendship.

“What I am going to do is have a contest so see which of you is really the queen. Butch, get over here.” A stout, homely man rushed to Rocco’s side. “Butch here is going to sample both of your cocksucking techniques. The one who makes him cum is the winner. The loser gets to take part in my next little show. Butch grinned wickedly, his smile missing several teeth. Brenda and Kelly felt hands forcing them to their knees before the burley man. He reached into his oil stained jeans and fished out his fat, limp cock.

“Well,” He grunted. “Don’t just stare at it sluts. Start sucking.”

“Yes.” Rocco prodded. “The one who gets him to shoot his load avoids the next punishment. I do suggest you do your best to win.”

Brenda and Kelly looked at each other. Under any normal circumstances, they would have vomited at the thought of sucking this creep off, but now, terrified, their minds raced. The competitive nature between the two, coupled with buried resentment seemed to make coaxing a load of cum from the slob the most important thing in the world.

A step quicker than her friend, Brenda grabbed the man’s cock in her tiny hand and gave it a squeeze. She looked up at him with her pretty brown eyes. From experience, Brenda knew that men loved to look down into those eyes while she gave head. “An ugly brute like this is likely to shoot off from just a sexy smile, ” she thought to herself as his cock head brushed against her lips. Brenda Walsh was an expert cock tease. Years of practice on her twin brother and his friends had perfected teasing skills and they served her well now that she aimed to please as well as tease. Using his cockhead like a lipstick, Brenda traced her mouth, feeling him pulse and grow in her hand, the desire burning in her dark eyes.

“If that is what you call giving head,” Spat Kelly, “It’s no wonder Dylan dumped you for me.” The blonde girl shoved Brenda aside and took her place before Butch. The burly man chuckled. He was used to having to scare women into fucking him, and here were these two Beverly Hills rich cunts, fighting to get his dick in their mouths.

Kelly understood the task at hand. She was determined to get this disgusting pig off, not make him fall in love with her. Despite her recent monogamous relationship, Kelly had gone down on her share of men in her lifetime. She made a mental note as Butch’s cockhead penetrated her lips. This was cock number 58 to have come to rest in the young girl’s hot, willing mouth.

Butch’s fat cock stretched Kelly’s mouth wide. She immediately went to work on the underside of his shaft with her tongue. Years in high school of practicing on frat guys had allowed Kelly to perfect the art of milking semen from a man’s balls until he could not see straight, and this six inch cock may have been fat, but it was no match for her wide open, deep throat. Within seconds, Kelly’s lips gripped the base of his cock with ease as she used her tongue to play with his heavy balls. This drove all men wild, and Butch was no exception. He groaned loudly as her skilled mouth worked him over.

Seeing the gleam of triumph in Kelly’s eyes, Brenda knew she had to act quickly or be beaten by her blonde rival. With a shove, Brenda brushed her competition aside and took the throbbing prick back into her mouth. She was going to pull out all the stops this time. This scum bag was going to get the BJ of his life. In England, Brenda had often run out of money and had taken to sucking cock around her school campus for small sums of money to keep her in a flat. As such, Brenda had developed quite a reputation as not only the biggest whore on campus, but also the best little cocksucker on that side of the Atlantic.

She brushed her teeth over Butch’s cockhead, causing him to flinch and moan deeply. “Damn” He whispered. “You’re a great little cocksucking whore ain’t ya?” Brenda had heard that particular statement so many times is almost sounded natural, even coming from this scuzzy man. Using her teeth down the length of his shaft, Brenda gently nibbled at his cock, all the while lapping against it with her great tongue.

Kelly watched on amazed as Brenda licked, nibbled and hummed like a starving child feasting on a candy stick. She had always felt confident that she was better that Brenda. Dylan had told her as much numerous time, but watching Brenda Walsh gobble this man’s knob had Kelly afraid of losingthis little contest.

Just as the big man closed his eyes and reached for Brenda’s head, Kelly bumped her out of the way. Before he could begin to protest, Kelly had the entire cock down her throat again. Since he seemed to enjoy it nasty, Kelly was determined to give it to him as nasty as she could. She opened her soft lips wide and jammed his cock into her throat, causing her to choke and drool all over the throbbing shaft. Kelly had learned this little trick, not by choice, one night at a frat party and it always made for very wet, very loud blow jobs.

Looking down at Kelly’s covergirl face, Butch sneered. She was bobbing wildly on his cock, choking herself with it and letting spit run down her chin, onto her tits. The incredibly nasty sight was too much. She was a few short strokes from getting a sperm shower when he saw the brunette shove her way in. “Damn.” He growled

Knowing that the moment of truth was near, Brenda grabbed his slick shaft and stroked it wildly. With her other hand, she grabbed his balls and lifted them. Before Kelly could recover enough to stop her, Brenda had her head buried down between Butch’s legs.

“Oh God!” Butch moaned. “She’s got her tongue up my ass.” The other men cheered. Val smiled. Kelly knew she was about to lose. Instead of giving up however, the beautiful blonde moved her face right in front of Butch’s cock.

“Come on stud.” Pleaded Kelly, her covergirl face just inches from the swollen head of Butch’s cock. Brenda was stroking madly, aiming his fuck stick right at her rival’s mug, driving her tongue as deep into the big man’s asshole as she could, striving to bring him off.

“I know you want to cum.” Kelly hissed. “Does it feel good to have that whore’s tongue up your ass? I know you want to cum. Come on, feed me your cum. Feed it to me Come on fucker, spray my face with all your fuck juice.”

The men all cheered as their friend was worked over by the two beautiful coeds. The girls stood, open mouthed, shocked by their friends’ lewd behavior. Val just smiled at the slutty way Kelly and Brenda were fighting for this scum bag’s cum.

Beyond holding back, Butch cried out as he felt his balls explode. With Brenda’s tongue in his ass. the burly man let loose a thick stream of white, hot cum. It splashed directly against Kelly’s cheek, splattering loudly and running down her face. Reflexively, Kelly turned her mouth to the stream of sticky fluid. Butch shot a second powerful blast directly into her open mouth, grunting loudly as he felt his balls empty all over the young blonde’s pretty face. She greedily lapped up all she could before sucking his still pulsing head between her lips to drain the final drops of jizz that trickled onto her tongue.

“Very nice sluts.” Rocco said. “You competed well. Now it’s time to finish playing with the last little bitch while the brunette here pays her debt.”

Kelly smiled, Butch’s cum, still running down her chin. “Go take your punishment Brenda. Too bad you lost cunt.”

“Fuck you Kelly, I made him cum. You just took his load on your slutty face, you whore.” Spat Brenda.

“Girls, girls.” Rocco chuckled. “I assure you, you’re both perfect sluts, but I’m afraid, blondie, that your friend is right. It was her tongue in Butch’s ass that made him cum.

Brenda grinned triumphantly. Kelly tried to protest, but was quickly dragged over to Rocco. “Bring the little one too.” He snapped. Claire was brought before him. “Since you never got to cum for us, I’m gonna let you do something special for all of us to see.” He said, caressing Claire’s cheek.

She struggled to get away, but was held tightly. Rocco grabbed a bottle of beer from the counter and poured the contents at Claire’s feet. She shivered as the cold liquid splattered on her bare legs and trembled as he held the long necked glass bottle before her face.

“Take this honey.” He said “Take it and show us how you would have sucked Butch off.” The men laughed and cheered as Claire’s trembling fingers wrapped around the bottle. She tensed up and thought of using it on the gang leader’s head. “I wouldn’t if I were you.” He said, as if reading her mind. “They’ll blow your pretty head off before you even swing that bottle.”

Realizing that it was true, Claire took the bottle in her fingers and stood awaiting Rocco’s next instructions. “Go on” He barked. “Give the boys a show. Make like the bottle is your boyfriend and make him feel good.”

As the men hooted and called out, Claire brought the bottle to her mouth, trying to drown out the noise and humiliation. Rocco left her side and stood beside Valerie. “This Princess here is gonna have to pleasure her glass lover for as long as you say sweets.”

Thinking quickly, Val blurted out. “OK, stop it now.”

Rocco shook his head. “Not so fast love. She can stop as soon as you cum.”

Val’s face went white. He wasn’t supposed to hurt her. He was just supposed to make her watch while he abused the others. “Don’t touch me.” She whined.

“Oh sweets, I’m not going to touch you.” He replied. “You see, she is going to fuck and suck that bottle until you cum, but it’s not going to be me who works on your cunt. It’s going to be her.” Rocco pointed at Kelly.

Kelly gasped. “What?”

“That’s right blondie, you lost the cock sucking contest, so you have to get down on your knees and lick her cunt until she cums.”

Two gang members forced Kelly to her knees while Rocco forced Val’s leather skirt up to her waist. He took a long look at her firm thighs and the black silk panties she wore. He smiled as he pulled them off her legs, noticing the damp spot on her crotch. “Now then.” He announced. “The rules are as follows. Cutie over there has to put on a nice show with the bottle until blondie here makes the boss lady cum. As soon as she does, we’ll stop.”

Val’s mind raced. Years of fucking lame high school boys had taught her how to fake a climax convincingly. She could end the whole thing rather quickly. Kelly had begun to cry as they dragged her over to Vat’s barstool. “I don’t have to make it go on for very long.” She thought to herself.

As if reading her mind, Rocco said, “Sure, you can fake it at any time, bitch. Just remember this, if I even think that it’s not real, I’ll kill every one of you right on the spot.”

Donna started to cry and the others trembled at the cold, hard tone in his voice.

“Let the games begin.” Rocco announced with a shout.

Claire brought the bottle up to her trembling lips and kissed it gently. If Kelly did a good job eating Val’s’ cunt, or better yet, if Val faked a good cum, then it would be over before she had to anything too disgusting with the long necked glass bottle.

As Val looked down at Kelly’s tear streaked face, she had every intention of giving the best fake orgasm of her life within moments of Kelly touching her. Val knew she could pull it off, and that would save Kelly and Claire from too much embarrassment.

Kelly looked up from between Val’s thighs with a look of utter contempt. “You bitch,” She whispered. “You’re just loving this aren’t you?”

Something snapped in Val’s head. All thoughts of faking a climax and getting this over with vanished and were replaced by the realization that she had total power in this situation. She had Kelly at her complete disposal. After all the shit she had taken from her, Val knew Kelly could not stop licking her cunt until she had climaxed. Val grinned broadly.

“Just get to it Kelly, lick my pussy and make me cum now!” She whispered.

Kelly buried her face between Val’s thighs. She had messed around with girls before, but this was a girl she hated. Val kept her knees close together, forcing Kelly to really push her face hard to get at the brunette’s closely trimmed pussy. At first, Kelly just held her face in close to see if Val was going to fake it. The brunette responded by clamping her firm thighs around the blonde’s head and using her hand to push Kelly’s face into her crotch.

Claire was silently stroking the bottle with her fingers as she watched Kelly forced to go down on Val. Part of her was terrified, but she was at least relieved not to be in Kelly’s position. Spurred on by the catcalls of the gang, she brought the bottle to her lips and kissed the tip. Claire had performed inciting acts on bottle of beer before numerous times at parties and in bars, but she had a feeling these guys were going to want to see more than her usual teasing. They all seemed to have blood in their eyes.

Feeling eyes staring at her Kelly fought back tears as she stuck her out her tongue and got her first taste of Val’s pussy. It was strong, and her lips dripped with juices. “The fucking slut is enjoying seeing us abused.” Kelly thought to herself. Remembering the tone in Rocco’s voice reminded Kelly of their fate if she failed to do a good job. She put her ideas of revenge on Val aside and concentrated on getting the cunt to cum. She buried her tongue deeper into the brunette’s steaming folds. Val’s tight inner muscles gripped the invader as Kelly tried to tongue fuck her.

Val closed her eyes and moaned as Kelly worked on her. The feeling of power that gripped her was far better than any sexual feeling she might have had. Here was Princess Kelly, who had hated Val for so long, on her knees, forced to lick her cunt. A small shudder went through her body and Val had to fight against the overwhelming urge to climax. No way she wanted this to end so quickly.

Claire was working the neck of the bottle into her mouth, sucking it as best she could, trying to keep the gang of horny men satisfied with her oral show. What she was in fact doing, was showcasing her oral talents for all of them to see. Her soft lips gripped the clear, glass neck of the bottle. It was only five inches long, so the entire neck fit easily into her mouth. The cold, smooth feel of the glass on her tongue felt odd, but the very act of shoving the long cylindrical object into her mouth had Claire’s pussy heating up again rapidly.

Rocco switched his eyes back and forth between the two hot spectacles. To his left, the little slut was giving the bottle some class A head. Off to the right, the boss bitch was starting to moan pretty loudly while the other slut was lapping away at her hot cunt like she was born to do it. From the way the brunette was shaking and panting, Rocco could tell that she wasn’t about to fake a cum just to save her friends. Maybe this plan of torturing the girls wasn’t going to work after all. Maybe this cracy whore really didn’t care what he and the boys did to hr friends.

None of that really mattered to Rocco anymore. He knew the boys would be pissed about the money, so he had already decided to let them all fuck these five Beverly Hills cunts until they had enough to forget the cash. From the way they were chanting at the little one, Rocco could tell the were not going to wait much longer.

Someone handed Claire another bottle. “Don’t stop sucking slut.” One of them growled. From the corner of her eye, she could see that Kelly was still working on Val. Seeing that any further attempt to delay would enrage the gang, Claire set to work on the next stage of her show. With her free hand, Claire lowered the second bottle down between her thighs and rubbed it along her smooth, hairless slit. The cold glass made her shudder as she spread her feet wider apart, opening herself up. Someone was yelling at her to fuck herself. Claire felt lost in a haze of humiliation and sexual confusion.

The bottle was roughly the same size as a vibrator Claire had been using to scratch the burning itch between her legs since she was thirteen. Despite the humiliation of the situation, Claire couldn’t help but notice how badly her aching lips longed for the hard, thick glass phallus which rested at her tight opening. With a final burst of courage, Claire blocked out the cheering, lust filled gang and bent her knees, simultaneously shoving the bottle up inside of her pussy. Claire let out a gasp as the glass neck slipped past her wet outer lips and penetrated her tight inner folds.

At the same time everyone’s attention was on Claire’s bottle show, Val was staring down into Kelly’s eyes. The blonde had tried to come up for air, only to have Val grab her by the back of the hair and shove her face deep into her cunt. “Don’t you dare stop now Kelly” She hissed. “Use your fingers on me.”

Kelly fought back the urge to vomit. The idea of being in the same room with Val made her ill, but this was too much. Still, she could not afford to fight it just now. All she could do was make Val cum and hope it would be over. Moving her fingers up to Val’s soaked pussy lips, Kelly inserted two deep inside of her. With her mouth now concentrating on the swollen clit, Kelly sucked it like a little cock. All she wanted was for Val to flood her face with her juices. From the way the brunette wrapped her thick thighs around the blonde’s neck, it was apparent that Kelly was, in fact, moving rapidly towards her goal. She drove her fingers in deeper, probing for Val’s G spot, knowing full well that there was no way she could hold back a climax once that was stimulated.

Val was pleasantly shocked as Kelly fingered away at her G spot. Had Dylan told her how she could squirt? Would he have done such a thing? At that point, it really didn’t matter, once Val was touched there, it was all over. Her climax was now inevitable.

Seeing that Kelly had almost completed her task, Claire knew that she didn’t have time to fuck her tight pussy with the bottle much longer. Instead of slowing down to ride out this horror, she found herself pumping faster. In spite of herself, Claire could not help but push towards her own climax. It felt good to have something hard inside of her. Somewhere in the crazy scene, she had lost her sense of shame and just gave in to the itch between her legs. The significance of people were watching her fuck and suck on glass cocks had long ago vanished. All that remained was the burning fire in her loins and Claire knew that only a good, hard cum could stop it.

“Ohhhhh.” She moaned, feeling the waves of orgasmic pleasure begin to wash over her body. Claire threw her head back and cried out around the bottle in her mouth. Applause and cheers rose up from the crowd as they watched the lovely young coed, shake wildly as she climaxed on her glass lover. Trying to catch her breath, Claire stood in the center of the room, suddenly overcome by her sense of showmanship. She slowly slid the soaked bottle from her pussy and brought it to her lips. With a wicked grin, Claire slid the pussy coated bottle into her mouth, sucking her own luscious juices from it for all to see. The gang went wild with rabid cheers.

At the same time Claire was bringing herself off, Val’s mind had begun to cloud over with unbearable sexual tension. Her G spot orgasms were ten times as intense as her normal ones, and the one Kelly was working from her was a killer. As the blonde clamped her mouth down over Val’s swollen clit, she pressed and rubbed hard on the inner wall of her cunt. This was the spot. This was the thing that dreams were made of for Val. Feeling her body pushed past the point of no return, the sexy brunette tightened her grip on Kelly, squeezing her tightly with thick, strong thighs.

Kelly was taken by surprise by Val’s strong hold. Her face was smashed against the other girl’s dripping pussy. Instinctively, Kelly dug her nails into the inner wall of Val’s cunt, trying to force her to release her grip. Instead of the desired effect, Kelly’s action only pushed Val over the edge. Her mind and body exploded in a white hot fury. Val cried out like a beast in the night. She felt each contraction of every muscle in her body as she went completely rigid on the barstool.

Unaware of the well she had tapped, Kelly sucked away on Val’s cunt, even as the brunette began to buck wildly on the seat. As the first stream of hot, clear girl cum shot from Val’s pussy, Kelly was less than an inch away, open mouthed, to receive a mouthful. Thinking at first that Val was pissing in her face, Kelly tried to pull away in disgust. Instead, she found her head shoved back in by Val’s groping hands. “Lick it up.” The brunette hissed down at her lover. “Suck my cum you fucking slut.” Val was lost in her mind shattering climax and could not have stopped had she wanted to.

With little choice, Kelly buried her head in Val’s’ cunt and lapped up the streaming girl cum as it shot into her face. She wanted to run away crying, but knew that her only escape would be to ride out the humiliation and hope it would soon all be over. As she gulped down the seemingly endless jets of Val’s cum, escape seemed very far away.

A humiliated Kelly Taylor got to her feet, Val’s’ cum still dripping from her chin, and stood defiantly. “OK, I did my chore. I made this fucking bitch cum, now let us go.”

The room got silent as the gang members looked to their leader. The girls silently prayed that it was indeed over.

Rocco stood, rubbing his chin and said. “Well, I didn’t say I would let you go, but since you did such a good job licking her cunt, I’ll give the boss lady one last chance to save her friends.” He turned to Val, who was still panting after her earth shattering climax. “What do you say boss lady? You gonna open that safe, or do the boys here show your friends what partying is all about?”

Val looked out across her club. The pleading eyes of her five friends looked up at her. She had a clear choice, open the safe and loose her money, or let these men brutalize the other girls. The choice was clear. “I can’t open it.” She said, her eyes dropping to the floor.

Rocco was shocked to hear a huge cheer come up from his gang. Apparently the loss of all the money they had planned to steal did not upset them too greatly. Thinking quickly, he grabbed one of the black, circular tables from the center of the club and flipped it upside down. “Bring them here.” He screamed.

The five girls tried to scatter and run, but there were too many bodies blocking their way, and soon all five were rounded up and held tightly. Each girl was forced to her knees and handcuffed to the legs of the table. As they struggled, the men watched their young bodies writhe and squirm.

“All right boys, it’s time for all these whores to give some head. Line up for your favorite slut and face fuck away.” Rocco announced with a wicked laugh.

In a flash, the thirty or so men scrambled to find the mouth they most wanted to fuck. Not surprisingly, most of the men flocked the beauty queen Kelly and the bottle gobbling Claire. Seeing a forming line, many of the men then flocked to the huge titted virgin Donna and the pretty little brunette bitch Brenda. The stragglers seemed to gravitate reluctantly toward Andrea and her sagging, milk laden breasts.

The well trained thugs did not attack right away, instead they waited for their leader to give the signal. Strolling close and waving his gun at the girls, Rocco growled at them. “Now, its time to get down to some fun. If any of you bitches bite, or even try to fight whatever the boys want, I will shoot each one of you in the head. Understood?”

The girls were scared silent. These were serious men and to fight meant certain death. Only Donna, who had never so much as touched a bare penis, even thought twice before reluctantly holding still. From his stool next to Val, Rocco smiled. They looked at the sight. All five girls were on their knees, hands cuffed behind them. Each had a cock shoved in her mouth and was being face fucked furiously.

Leaning close, Rocco whispered to Val, “All right sweetie. I’m sick of your shit. My boys are going to rape your bitch freinds until they get tired no matter what. Since you don’t seem to care about that very much, let me make you a different offer.” He held the gun to her forehead. “Tell me the combination of the safe now, or I’ll splatter your brains all over the walls and fuck the empty hole in your skull.”

Val looked into Rocco’s eyes and shivered at the ice cold glare she saw. “If I tell you now, will you stop that?” She motioned towards the circle of men mouth raping her freinds.

“Not unless you beg me to.” Rocco whispered. He had a feeling he knew what she wanted.

Val swallowed hard. “I won’t beg. I will give you the first two numbers now and the third one when they are finished.” She replied.

Rocco had to fight back the laughter. “Deal.”

The brunette whispered something into Rocco’s ear. He smiled at Val and noticed the gleam in her eyes. There was something evil underneath her outer facade that he found ultimately attractive. She was actually going to hold the final number in the combination until her freinds were all raped.

“All right.” He said. “We’ll just watch for a bit.”

Val was already watching intently. The circle of young women who had so often ignored and excluded Val were not being sexually abused, all because she had ordered it. She wanted nothing more than to dance circles around the snotty bitches as they had their mouths stuffed with gang members cocks.

The scene was dizzying. There was Andrea, the smartest, most mouthy girl in Beverly Hills, with her lips stretched around some stranger’s prick. Her usual uppity remarks were absent on this occasion, as the young man’s balls slapped against her chin. The overly excited youth was desperately plunging his prick into this high class piece of ass. His body quaked and for the first time since ending her affair with the handsome young doctor, Andrea felt sperm shoot across her tongue. Trying to follow her first instinct, Andrea started to turn her head away from the strong tasting fluid, but the climaxing man held her head firmly in place as his balls emptied onto her gagging mouth. With no other choice, Andrea was forced to what she had always refused to do for her husband, swallow a thick wad of cum. Val noted with a smile the look of sheer terror in her eyes as Andrea spied the line of men waving their pricks at the big titted brunette.

Beside her, Brenda Walsh was being force fed a cock. She was less opposed to sucking strange dick than her married friend, but the rough treatment she was receiving was worse than even her paying customers in the UK had doled out. The somewhat overweight man was pumping his cock deep into the young girl’s throat while he held her in place by the hair. He had never experienced such a young and pretty thing in his life and the warm, wet mouth felt better than any pussy he had fucked. As he neared the moment of truth, the man was struck by a wicked desire to see this bitch wearing signs of his conquest. He yanked back hard on Brenda’s head, his cock springing free from her lips just as he exploded. Jets of pearly white cream spurted up onto Brenda Walsh’s face, splashing against her cheeks and immediately forcing her eyes shut. The man grunted as he stroked his cock faster in his callused hand, milking every last drop onto her face. “Look at me slut.” He grunted. Brenda slowly opened her eyes. Smiling down at her, the man smeared his sticky cum all over her face with his cock head. He traced a line of sperm around her lips like some obscene milky lipstick. Before stepping aside, he had covered Brenda Walsh’s face with spunk.

Next to Brenda, Claire was making quick work of the line of men who stood before her. As Brenda was being plastered with cum, Claire felt the third cock in less than ten minutes pierce her lips. The young girl was beginning to loose herself in her fantasies of rape and humiliation. She was hard at work sucking off the man in front of her. It had been a long time since Claire had sucked off more than one man at a time and despite her fear and revulsion, part of her could not deny the thrills which shot through her pussy each time a jet of hot cum shot across her tongue. The Chancellor’s daughter swallowed up the sticky fluid as quickly as she could, in hopes that she could get them all off quickly and end the torment and the devastating excitement it brought her. As the third load gushed into her mouth, Claire felt much of the salty fluid lead out around her lips and run down her face. As fast as the cum dripping cock was removed, a fresh one took its place.

Donna meanwhile was crying so hard she could barely breathe around the thick, dark cock a young Mexican gang member was pushing into her face. At her first taste of cock, the busty blonde virgin had begun weeping. This break in the action only seemed to provoke the gang members. The one she was sucking had grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. “I’ll give you something to cry about.” He snarled as he fucked her open mouth with great intensity. Following his lead, two of the other gang members began to pinch and squeeze her oversized silicone filled breasts. The pain only added to her humiliation and made Donna sob all the harder, however, now, with a cock in her mouth, she was unable to do anything but wail against her flesh gag. This extra action was all it took and the man began to shake uncontrollably as he unloaded his seed into her virgin mouth. As he withdrew his shrinking prick, Donna coughed and spat out the offending liquid, letting it drip down onto her swollen and abused tits. Before she could even spit out the last of his cum, another man stood before her, anxious for his turn.

The fifth girl in the circle was the hardest at work. Kelly Taylor, her covergirl face still wet with Val’s liquid orgasm, was servicing two of the gang members at once. The two gigantic men had fought briefly over who would get her first, but had decided that there was room enough for two. Now the young model had one black and one white cock in her mouth at once. The two bigger than average size organs streched her soft lips obscenely beyond their limit, forcing her jaw open painfully. With so much meat in her mouth, all Kelly could do was kneel there, mouth forced open, and drool all over herself. As the men increased their strokes in her face, they seemed to be dueling each other for who could cut her deepest with his words.

“You like this don’t you slut?” Asked the white youth.

“Can’t get enough cock, can you whore?” Echoed his freind.

“She needs that smart mouth washed out with cum.”

“I think she has a real thing for black cock.” “Any cock will do. She just loves it.”

“Look at that pretty face, all streched out.”

“Not gonna do much modeling with your lips all torn open sweetie.”

“I think Miss Covergirl here needs a sperm facial.”

Tears fell down Kelly’s face as her two assailants verbally humiliated her as they double fucked her mouth.

“Ohhhh,” Groaned the black man. “I’ll paint her face, you fill her mouth.” He pulled his long, black pole from her mouth and slapped the fat head against her cheek. His freind pumped his cock in deeper to Kelly’s throat. Both men neared climax at the same time, grunting and pumping their fuck sticks rapidly.

The first blast of semen shot to the back of Kelly’s throat, causing her to choke and cough as he continued to pump his seed onto her tongue. Seeing her mouth open up, the young black man aimed his cock and fired his first jet of cum right into the small opening beside his friend’s cock. The double spray of jizz quickly filled her mouth and ran down Kelly’s chin. Satisfied with the mouthful of cum they had given her, both men targeted her face for the final spurts of their cum. In a matter of seconds, Kelly’s eyes were spermed shut and literally every square inch of her face coated with thick cum. Her tear and cum streaked face was on display momentarily before the next pair brandishing hardening cocks stepped forward and stuffed her mouth again.

From her vantage point, on the barstool, Val sat, shifting in her seat, watching the debauchery. Her pussy juice flowed freely onto the seat. Rocco had moved his hand up her thigh. This hot bitch was holding the combination to her safe in trade for his gang raping her friends. That was sick even beyond what Rocco usually found attractive. With his strong hands, he guided Val up off her barstool and stood her between his legs, facing away from him. She gave little resistance as he rubbed her ass through her short skirt. The gun in her ribs reminded Val that Rocco was still in charge. He lifted her skirt up over her plump, round ass and found her hot pussy with his fingers. She gasped softly as he began to fuck her sopping cunt with two fingers, driving her insane with desire as she watched the continued oral assaults.

When each gang member had shot at least one load onto the face of his choice, they took the order from Rocco to turn things up a notch. “Let’s see just how much these whores can take.” He bellowed.

All the while, as Val watched gang members after gang member orally rape her friends, Rocco finger fucked her soaked pussy to climax. She bit her lip to hide her moans of pleasure at seeing their pain and suffering.

Now, as Rocco barked at his men to drag the girls to their feet, he slipped his slick fingers into Val’s ass. She groaned at the invasion, but shoved her hips back against him, stringing for more of the pleasure he was giving her. Although Val’s ass had never been fucked, she had always enjoyed a finger or two there while she fucked. Now, watching the girls dragged over to the bar, Val could not help but cum all over Rocco’s invading hand.

Unceremoniously, Rocco yanked his fingers from Val’s tight asshole and dripping pussy and handed her over to two of his henchmen. He began to pace in front of the girls, all lined up at the bar. “So sluts,” He began. “Did you enjoy round one of our little game?”

The girls trembled in fear as Rocco walked slowly down the row until he stood at the end, directly in front of Andrea. “Well mom.” He teased. “You didn’t look like much of a cock sucker, and I’ll bet after squeezing out the little pup, that cunt of yours is all stretched out something fierce. Not much of a prize.” He turned toward his gang. “Billy, you and your crew haven’t done shit lately. You guys can fuck mama here.” He took Andrea by the arm, ignoring her tears of shame and shoved her into a small group of the men. The immediately lifted her off the floor and set her on one of the tables. Andrea kicked and struggled for a few seconds until she saw Rocco raise his gun to Donna’s head. There was no point in fighting. She was going to be fucked by these men until they were finished with her. All Andrea could do was close her eyes and try to ignore the groping hands and cruel remarks of the ‘losers’ who ended up with her instead of one of the prettier Beverly Hills girls.

Rocco next stopped in front of Brenda, who even now, with cum dripping from her chin, had a snotty look on her face and scowled at Rocco as he approached her. “PJ” He said. “You and your crew take little miss bitch here. I don’t think she has been properly put in her place yet.”

Brenda was determined that she would not give these scum the satisfaction of seeing her struggle. She walked over to a nearby table, not once looking at them. The glare never left her pretty face as they shoved her on her back and began fishing their growing cocks out of their jeans. Half of these men were black, and fucking a black man was something that Brenda Walsh had never even considered doing. More than that, each of these men, black and white alike, had thick, long cocks, as big as any she had ever seen None of the men she had sucked off earlier had been nearly this big. The idea of fucking so many huge cocks frightened Brenda. “There are so many of them.” She thought to herself, mesmerized by the monster boners. Her spell was broken as the men shoved her onto her back. Two of them knelt on the table one either side of her head and began slapping her face with their cocks. The others grabbed her long, thin legs and lifted them high into the air as one of the young black men stroked his hard cock at Brenda’s tight opening. Before she could protest, Brenda found her mouth gagged with another big cock.

Brenda Walsh’s moans were stifled by a mouthful of hard cock, but to the others, there was no mistaking her shock and shame at being filled with nearly a foot of black cock. Even untouched, Val could feel her cunt spasm gently in a small orgasm. What she would have given for a video camera so she could capture this glorious moment and relive it again and again.

Rocco took Kelly and Claire by their wrists and dragged them towards two empty tables. “The rest of you split up and work these bitches over.” He barked.

The remaining gang members split up at tables with either Claire or Kelly, groping at the young women and holding them down while the fought over who would go first.

“That leaves just you Princess.” Rocco said to Donna. “I don’t want to throw you to the wolves like your friends there. They might just rip a sweet little virgin like you in two.” He ran his finger tip along Donna’s chin. “You can thank your friend here for my mercy.” He said. “She begged me not to let them gang bang your cherry away.”

Donna looked at Val and broke down into tears. After all the terrible things they had said and done to her, Val had saved her from the gang rape which was sure to be her fate. Such an act of kindness was beyond her comprehension. “Thank you Val.” She sobbed. “Oh thank you.”

“Now for the true test of friendship.” Continued Rocco, catching both girl’s attention.

“What do you mean?” Asked Donna, her eyes wide with fear.

“She saved you from a table party.” He replied “But now I’m going to give her a choice.” Rocco paused for a moment, assuring that he had the full attention of both girls. “Either you party me little one, or the boss lady here joins my friends on the tables for a great big gang bang with every one of them.”

“No.” both girls whispered simultaneously. Donna began to tear up again. Val scowled at Rocco. How dare he do this to her? She didn’t give a shit about Donna’s stupid virginity, but now Rocco was making her a part of this. How was she going to explain it away?

“Well? Which is it gonna be boss lady?” He snarled. “Do I deflower your friend or do we get to watch you party with a few dozen of my closest friends?”

Donna’s eyes met Val’s She had stopped crying and looked as calmly as possible at her friend. She so desperately wanted to keep her virginity, but Donna could not bear the thought of Val having to be abused by a group of these men. It was too much guilt for her conscience. Still, she hesitated, silently hoping that Val might volunteer to save her innocence.

In stark contrast to Donna, Val’s mind was made up instantly. No way in Hell she was going to let any of these scum touch her. If it was to come down to her or Donna, then fuck the little virgin. Survival of the fittest had always suited Val just fine.

Before she had to utter those words, Donna bowed her head. “Take me.” She whispered. “Val has done enough to try to save me.” With a tear in her big blue eyes, Donna looked up at Rocco. “Just please be gentle with me.”

Val had to fight back the laughter as she watched Rocco smile at the busty blonde virgin. She almost had to blow her innocent cover. “Donna.” She whispered. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Replied the girl. “It’s the only way. I owe you that much.”

“Well then.” Growled Rocco. “Let’s get to it sweet lips.”

Wiping her eyes, Donna tried to smile at Val. She mouthed the words, “Don’t worry.” To the brunette. It was all Val could do to keep from exploding with laughter.

Turning her head away to hide a smile, Val could see the others being put through the paces by Rocco’s gang. She shivered a bit at the thought that it could have been her own fate. “But it isn’t” Val thought to herself, a huge smile crossing her face and a tingle coming from between her legs.

Val could see Andrea, still on her back on the round black table. One of the gang members stood between her thick thighs and pounded away on her pussy. Two others held her arms tightly over her head, pinning her down. Still two more were playing with her heavy, milk laden breasts, squeezing every last drop from her abused mammies. The last of the thugs knelt beside her head and was filling Andrea’s mouth with his cock, which had just finished fucking her cunt. Andrea was busy following his orders to lick his cum and her own jizz from his prick. Never could she have imagined doing such a thing, but now, the multi pronged attack by these men on her whole body was too much. Andrea felt her clit begin to hum in spite of herself. Her shame began to melt away as she could feel her first orgasm with a partner since before the pregnancy sweep over her body. To hide her grunts of pleasure, Andrea sucked harder on the cock that still tasted of her own cunt. As the two men working her breasts both began to suck them dry at once, Andrea felt the second man flood her insides with his cum. No longer caring that his seed was splashing against her exposed womb, Andrea began to spasm wildly, thrashing on the table beneath her attackers. Lost in her overwhelming climax, Andrea forgot for a moment that she was being held down. When the man pulled his shrinking cock from her still orgasming pussy, she felt a desperate loss of cock. Andrea cried out around a mouthful of cock. “No, please. Fuck me. Fuck me someone. Now!” As the words left her throat, Andrea felt the humiliation of her cries. She was begging these men, these animals to fuck her. These men who raped her had made her feel like her loving husband never could.

Opening her eyes just a peek, Andrea could see one of the young men leering at her. “That’s right slut. I’m going to fuck you next, but only if you beg me again.” She could feel the fat head of his cock rest against her aching clit. Knowing that she had lost, Andrea closed her eyes and followed his orders. “Please fuck me.” She begged. “Please fuck my nasty cunt.” In the back of her mind, Andrea played that if one of the six thugs impregnated her, that it was one of the two Hispanics, and not the white or black assailants. That would be just too difficult to explain to her husband.

Not five feet from where Andrea was lost in a multi-orgasmic stupor, Clair Arnold had her hands and other orifices full with her own gang bang. The chancellor’s daughter had been bent over the table at her waist, her arms pulled tightly to either side, forcing her face down against the cold, black marble. In this position, her head rested just at the opposite edge of the small table, making her the perfect height to be both fucked in the cunt from behind, and the mouth from the front.

That is exactly what was happening now, as one man pounded away on Clair from behind her, watching the way his solid eight inches of man meant slid into her incredibly tight young cunt. Another man, who had already been sucked off earlier by this stunning young thing, was root deep into her throat and nearing another climax. Claire’s mind was buzzing with her elaborate fantasies of rape and capture. These were not common street thugs, raping a coed, but rather, they were invading soldiers, here to lay claim to the daughter of their enemy. This somehow made it not so bad as she felt herself cumming on her attackers cock. “If only he weren’t such an asshole.” Clair thought as she gulped down yet another load of sperm. “I’d date This guy just for his long cock.”

While Clair may have been enjoying a big cock in her, Brenda clearly was not. Sensing a defiance in the spunky brunette, Rocco had correctly assessed the need for an attitude adjustment. He had teamed Brenda up with the six gang members with the reputations for being the most well endowed. As a result, poor little Brenda Walsh found herself surrounded by three black, two white and one Hispanic gang member, all with at least ten inches of hard cock ready and waiting to invade her every orifice.

Although not lacking in sexual experience, and in spite of some portent for size, Brenda was overwhelmed by the sheer mass of what was being shoved inside of her nice, tight pussy. She lay on her back, long, thin legs draped up over the broad shoulders of a tall, black man. The youth, who would have been a class mate of Brenda’s had he been blessed with her good fortune, was instead working out plenty of pent up anger on the prone white bitch beneath him. He could tell by the way she had sucked some the other’s cocks earlier, that she was little more than a cheap whore, but still she had gasped at the sight of his foot long salami.

Her freshly fucked cunt had been opened up a little by one of his buddies, but still she had bucked wildly in protest as she felt the swollen head of his cock press past her pussy lips. By the time he had worked the first ten inches of his member inside of Brenda, she had given up her thrashing and squealed in pain as he hit her cervix. Pausing just long enough to see the fear and wonderment in her eyes, the young man had rammed home the final two inches, bringing a pained yelp from the sexy brunette.

One of the others, not as thrilled with her wild screaming as his friends, decided to shut her mouth as best he could. Kneeling over her body, the young man sat on Brenda’s chest, crushing her small tits beneath his body. This kept her from squirming too much as the assault on her cunt by the massive cock continued. It also put him in perfect position to slap her chin with his heavy cock.

The nine inch fuck meat popped noisily against Brenda’s skin. Smiling down at her, the young man mocked the prone coed. “Guess all you needed was a good fucking and some dick slapping eh slut?” Instead of answering, all she could do was groan loudly as her pussy was continuously filled beyond its capacity. Seeing the opportunity, the youth slid forward on Brenda’s chest and slipped the head of his big cock between her parted lips. Unable to fight, all she could do was let him fuck her face with the same relentless drive as his friend used on her abused pussy. Soon, two more of his buddies had gathered around Brenda’s head and were dick slapping her face as well.

Knowing that she was beyond any further pain he could inflict, the young black man between her thighs set his sights on his own orgasm, pumping harder and faster than ever known. As the man fucking Brenda’s mouth suddenly began to shake atop her body, she knew that he was about to flood her with his cum. With her mouth now filling with semen, Brenda could feel her other attacker’s cock throbbing deep within her cunt. She tried in vain to squirm her way away from his cock, hoping he would pull out rather than shoot his load so deep into her unprotected womb, but it was no use. As she opened her mouth to scream out, Brenda felt the cum drip out around the cock. Such a delightfully wicked sight only fueled the other attackers to also shoot their loads onto her face, plastering Brenda’s eyes shut with their juices. In her state, she was unable to see the final two members move in, each one with a cock bigger than the one that had just split her open.

Cum was dripping down Val’s leg as she watched Brenda’s struggles. Unseen by the others, the had been hard at work fingering her clit at the sight of the others gang fucking. So lost in her lust was Val, that she did not notice Donna, who seemed to be busy sucking Rocco’s cock, peering around his body, shocked at what she saw. It distracted her just long enough to piss Rocco off. He scowled down at the blonde, who was doing a credible job sucking on his 11 inch, monstrously thick prick. “You better hope you fuck better than you suck, sister, or else I’ll have to just throw you down and drill that ass of yours.” He growled. “Now get on your feet.”

Hearing Rocco’s voice, averted Val’s attention back to the cherry popping ceremony that was taking place a few feet down the bar from her. She quickly hid her fingers behind her back as she watched, wide eyed as Rocco lifted Donna effortlessly off the ground. The leader’s cock was long, quite long, but it was the miraculous thickness that had Val actually wishing she had volunteered to take Donna’s place.

He cupped her small ass in his hands and held her in mid air, her poubty pussy lips an inch above his rock hard cock. “Look in my eyes little one.” He said. “I want to see you lose that cherry.” Donna held on to Rocco’s neck, her whole body shaking uncontrollably as she felt the head of his prick touching her lips. This was it. After all of her fighting to stay pure, all of the relationships she had lost, all the frustration. It was all for nothing as this violent stranger was about to take her most precious gift.

The final thought was cut short as Donna felt a stabbing pain and searing heat explode from between her legs. What was happening? Was he shoving a baseball bat inside of her? Surely she would be ripped in two. Donna tried to scream out, but Rocco silenced her with a hard kiss on the mouth as he lowered the struggling blonde beauty, inch by inch, onto his steel rod. Her resistance was high, and soon, even with all of her body weight pressing down, his cock would go no further. He let her stay this way for several moments, loving the feeling of her tight cunt refusing him entry. Donna’s eyes were glassed over with fear and pain as she remained still, balanced atop this man’s huge cock, believing she had finally felt the last of him.

With a quick, powerful thrust, Rocco shattered Donna’s illusion and ripped open the last of her tight cunt. She dropped the last few inches and painfully came to rest on his hips, her body filled to the breaking point with eleven thick inches. Slowly, he began to lift her back up his shaft, her pussy clinging tightly to him until just the head remained. Then, once again, he let her drop. For Donna, it was like losing her cherry all over again, as this monster cock violated her. Again and again, Rocco lifted her slowly only to painfully drop her back on his spike. He seemed to inexhaustible, relentless in his constant pounding of Donna’s virgin pussy.

Val finally had to turn her head to avoid moaning with the lust that seeing goody goody Donna being royally fucked was bringing her. Atop the final table, Val feasted her eyes upon a sight that was even more perfect to her. There was the beautiful Kelly Taylor, her body astride a young Hispanic man. The others had surrounded her face, each one taking turns getting head from the model turned fuck toy. Val watched the blonde’s perfect ass bounce up and down as she fucked the stud beneath her. From this angle she could see the brown hole buried deep between those perfect ass cheeks. Her time with Dylan had given Val some insights into what Kelly was like in bed, and once, while begging to stick his prick in Val’s ass, Dylan had let it slip that Kelly was also opposed to being sodomized. Now, the brunette could hardly keep from screaming out for one of the stroking men to take advantage of her unguarded back door.

As if hearing her mental messages, a tall black boy, slowly moved around behind the bucking blonde. At first, she seemed not to notice, but as she felt a second pair of hands on her ass, Kelly twisted and reached back in protest. Her movements were not fast enough, and soon her wrists were held tightly against the small of her back. Now restrained, Kelly was helpless to prevent her cheeks from being forced open, and the thick head of his cock from penetrating her asshole. The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt in her life, but they were keeping her mouth too busy for Kelly to even scream. As both cocks now began to saw in and out of her body, Kelly could feel a hand slip down and begin to rub her clit. In spite of herself, the blonde began to feel the pain giving way to a comfortable warmth radiating from deep within her body. She had never been so full of cock, never felt so humiliated and turned on at the same time. Although she could not see through the wall of cock being shoved in her face, Kelly was sure that Val must be watching this scene with a huge smile on her face. She knew what a sight it must be to see her double fucked by these two scummy men. Worse yet, Kelly knew that she was close to having a mind shattering orgasm from the clitoral stimulation.

Trying to disguise her cries of passion as screams of pain, Kelly let out a wail that stopped everyone but the two men fucking her in their tracks. There was no disguising it, Kelly Taylor, was in fact cumming, and cumming hard. As she bucked wildly, both men emptied their balls into her at once, filling both of her holes with steaming white strands of cum. As soon as they had finished, two others, dragged her limp body off and quickly moved to replace their comrades. Thick streams of cum ran from Kelly’s cunt and newly opened asshole, it was a million dollar picture for Val, who came without even touching her clit this time, spraying girl cum all down her legs.

Knowing that his men were running out of steam, Rocco decided that it was time for him to drop his load, collect his loot and get the Hell out. He was busy fucking Donna from behind as she bent over a barstool, but pulled out of her tight cunt with a loud pop. “Get down and suck me off.” He ordered. Relieved to have that huge prick out of her tortured cunt, Donna quickly dropped to her knees and began sucking her own pussy juices from Rocco’s throbbing monster. Her oral skills may have only been moderate, but Rocco was staring at Val now, watching this truly wicked brunette rubbing her clit, streams of cum shooting out of her cunt. He wanted so badly to just kidnap her and make her the gang’s permanent fuck toy. The thought pushed him over the edge. Rocco grunted loudly, attracting Val’s attention. She watched him pull his spurting prick from between Donna’s lips and pump an incredible load of cum across her face. There seemed to be no end to the hosing he was giving the blonde. Val bit her lip and fought back the urge to add her own flowing cum to his stream. Instead, she just stood there and watched him cum all over virgin Donna

When Rocco finished, he smeared his load all over Donna’s face with his cock before tucking it back in his jeans. “All right, let’s get the fuck out of here.” He shouted to his men.

Val took a final look around the room and fought back a smile. There they were, the ones who had always worked so hard at excluding her. Virgin Donna, her dream of a white wedding night ruined beneath a fateful of cum. Smart and uppity, married Andrea, fucked to exhaustion and begging for more on the floor. Rich and privilege Clair, showing all of them what a true slut she was. Super cunt Brenda, with a belly full of virile seed, fucked stupid by a gang of huge cocks. And Kelly, her prime antagonist, the perfect one, the model. Her ass and cunt dripping cum like her covergirl face. Val was indeed in Heaven.

The gang members scrambled back into their clothes and circled around Val, with lust still in there eyes. She turned to Rocco. “You had your fun, now get out of here.” She said.

Rocco smiled, knowing that Val was playing out her role. “Boys? Shall we go?”

“No way boss.” One of them shouted. “Not till we bust this one too.” They moved in closer to Val, causing her to tremble visibly.

“No!” He shouted, stepping in front of her. “Let’s give her one more chance to tell us the combo.” He drew his gun and pointed it at Val’s head again.

She worked up some good fake tears and blurted out from behind her hands. “Thirteen, Seven, Twenty Six. Take everything, just please leave my friends alone.”

In a flash, two of the gang members had the safe open and were emptying the cash into large sacks.

“Now can we fuck her boss?” One of them asked.

Rocco held Val’s chin in his hand, forcing him to look at her. “No.” He said smiling. “We don’t have time.” Gently taking her hand in his, Rocco kissed Val’s hand.

“Oh come on boss, we need to fix her for being such a bitch.” Came a whine from the crowd.

“That won’t be necessary.” He replied, gently slipping a pair of handcuffs onto Val’s’ wrist and attaching it to the brass railing of the bar. “You see, she and I had a deal. We were to fuck these bitches, and she would give us the combination. She lived up to her word, so I will live up to mine.”

Shocked Val began to realize what he had just done. “You bastard!” She screamed.

“As for fixing her, well, I think her friends here will have a few things to say about that.”

With that, Rocco strode out the door, followed by his gang. The door slammed behind them, leaving the Peach Pit After Dark enveloped in a frightening silence.

Five, freshly raped young women stared at their cuffed friend. One by one, they stood and moved in on her trembling frame.

“I think it’s time to have a real party.” Said a smiling Kelly Taylor.