Jenny Duval checked and double-checked her duffle bag, making sure that she had everything that she would need for her trip up to her family's cottage in the woods. She was heading there for the weekend to get some writing done. The apartment she shared with her two roommates was getting a bit crowded and in the final year of her MFA, she was up to her neck in work that needed to get done ASAP. Sure that she had everything, Jenny left a note to her roommates Jake Bingham and Lily Tan, then jogged downstairs. She tossed her duffle into the back seat of her Jeep and got behind the wheel.
The drive up to the cabin took about two hours but it felt shorter than that as Jenny drove with a lead foot to loud techno music. It was just getting dark when she reached the cabin. She parked her Jeep out front and hefted her duffle over one shoulder, her school bag over the other shoulder and walked up to the porch.
She had just stepped inside, putting down her bags, when a hand clamped over her mouth, an arm going about her waist in a steel grip. Jenny gave a muffled scream and started to struggle, kicking her legs and trying to shake off the hand over her mouth. She heard voices, men, more than one, muttering and cursing amongst themselves as they struggled to subdue her. Jenny managed to bite down on the hand and the man that had her cursed, whipping her hand away. Her eyes went wide as she began to recognize the voices. They were the guys that lived in the property next her family's, Tom Thayer, Sam Goodman, and Greg Pack. The three guys were long-time friends and came up every couple weeks. The three of them were one or two years younger than she was.
"Tom! What the hell do you want?" Jenny demanded, still struggling, her feet dangling above the ground. "Let me go!"
"Shut up, bitch," Tom growled. He tossed her down and Jenny hit the floor with a heavy thump. "Fucking tease. Whenever you come up here, flaunting yourself."
"What... ? No! What the hell are you talking about?" Jenny demanded, sitting up.
"Yeah!" chimed in Greg as he came to stand beside his friend. "Fucking bitch. Well, guess what, now you got us."
"Please, no, don't!" Her pleas were ignored as Sam pulled ripped over her blouse, casting aside the shreds. Sam bent Jenny over to the bench, holding her down with a hand to her back as he ripped off her shorts and underwear.
"Mmm... I've been waiting for this for so long," he laughed.
"Same here," agreed his friend Greg.
Sam smacked a hand hard across Jenny's rump and she screamed. "Should we fuck her now or after we have some fun?"
"Now," Tom said, "Don't want her all stretched out, do we?" The three friends laughed and Tom reached for the duffle bag that they'd brought with them. He pulled out two pairs of handcuffs, snapping one end to her wrists and the other ends to the ends of the bench, stretching her arms as far apart as they could go. Next, he pulled out a variety of dildos, vibrators, plugs, and some household items that made Jenny squirm even more in distress.
"Let's see what we have here." Greg came to stand behind Jenny. His hands grabbed at her ass cheeks and when she whimpered, he laughed and cupped herr pussy. He roughly shoved two fingers in, twisting them around painfully. "Fuck, she's as dry as the fucking desert," he said. "Toss me some of that lube." Tom rummaged through the duffle and came up with a giant tube of lube and tossed it to his friend. Greg caught it and undid the cap. "How should I put it in?" He ran a finger along Jenny's slit, his thumb fingering her asshole. Without saying a word, he pushed in the tube into pussy and squeezed. Jenny screamed as the cold gel filled her and screamed even louder when Greg pulled the tube out.
"Please don't do this," she begged, "Please."
"Shut up," Sam snapped, slapping her across the face. He yanked her hair, pulling up her head. "Suck my cock," he ordered, poking the head of his erection at her lips. "Use your teeth and you'll wish that you were never born." Jenny tried to shy away from the phallus in her face but Sam only directed her back to it. When she didn't open her mouth he pinched her mouth shut, cutting off her air. When she finally opened her mouth to gasp for air, Sam slipped his cock in and began to fuck her face. "Oh yes, yes, oh God her mouth feels good," he moaned, thrusting his hips more, ignoring Jenny's gags.
"I bet," Tom laughed as he pulled off his shirt.
"I'm going to get some of this," Greg said, worming two fingers into Jenny's now amply lubed up pussy. He slammed his fingers hard into her a few times before replacing them with his cock. He slid in with ease, slamming into her hard repeatedly before finding his rhythm. Tom watched on in glea and he rolled the small TV next to Jenny's head and got out the camera equipment.
Jenny saw camera out of the corner of her eye and she squealed out in protest around the cock in her mouth.
"You see this?!" he said, brandishing it in her face. "This is what is going to keep you with us, or everybody, and I mean everybody, is gonna see it. Got it?" He grinned and turned on the hand cam. "And here," he said, tapping the glass screen of the TV, "Is where you'll watch it all. You'll get to see all of us fuck at ass, your pussy, and your mouth." He moved over to where Greg was ramming himself into her pussy. "Here's your first look." He trained the camera on Jenny's pussy.
On the TV, Jenny watched as Greg's eight-inch cock sawed into her body, slick with the lube. His hands groped at her ass cheeks, smacking them, pinching them till her pale skin turned pink.
"Oh yeah," Sam grunted. He was watching the screen, too, getting even more excited. He shoved his cock even farther down Jenny's throat, shouting his approval as her throat muscles rippled, trying to expell his cock. "What about her ass? Oh God, do her ass!" he shouted.
"Not yet," Tom said, getting a different angle of Greg's dick sliding in and out of Jenny. "For now, use this." He selected a small vibrator from the collection that they'd brought. He turned it on and handed it to Greg. "But first, lets make her want it," he said.
Greg took the cue and touched the virbrator to Jenny's clit. Unwanted pleasure shot through her body and Sam pulled out of her mouth. Against her volition, a moan escaped her lips as Greg toyed the vibrator more over her clit. Jenny sobbed as another moan of pleasure slipped passed her lips. She could feel her clit filling with blood, she could feel her pussy getting wetter, her juices mixing in with the lube. Smiling, Greg took the little vibrator and ran the tip of it around her tight asshole. His other hand went between her legs and he began toying with her clit, pinching it between his fingers, drawing more moans from her.
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