Donna Fairchild recognized the truck that ran her off the road. It belonged to the Wiederbold brothers, the guys she had just served with an eviction notice. All four of the brothers were on board, and the gorgeous blonde's heart beat fast with fear as she desperately tried to keep her expensive car from hitting their awful black truck. She grimaced as she skidded to a stop. What the hell did these creeps think they were doing, running her off into a ditch? She was going to put the damned idiots in their place, and then she was going to see that they got into a lot of trouble. Donna started yelling the moment she jumped from her car.
The first word never made it out of her mouth. Gary Wiederbold, the oldest of the four brothers, was already waiting for her, a thin, evil smile on his face. He slapped her hard as she opened her mouth.
"Bitch," he said quietly, backhanding her hard enough to make her knees buckle. "You lousy, stuck-up, sexy bitch. You're going to learn not to fuck with the Wiederbold."
Donna opened her mouth to scream but Gary slapped her again. This time a thin trickle of blood dripped from the corner of her lush, red lips. Then, before Donna was fully aware of what was happening, he pulled off his belt and hit her with it. Donna screeched in pain as the biting leather cut through her skirt to sting her ass and thighs. Gary slapped her again to shut her up, then grabbed the collar of her blouse and ripped it to pieces.
Donna gasped with shock and panic as buttons scattered everywhere. She tried to wrap the blouse back around her body, but Gary slapped her so hard that she fell back against her car, then lashed his belt against her knuckles with a loud, painful snap. Before Donna could recover, he ripped both sleeves of her blouse away.
"Stop this!" Donna managed to scream at last.
Her expensive blouse had been reduced to rags. "You're making a big mistake, mister! You creeps aren't going to scare me into changing my mind, and now you're in more trouble than you ever bargained for!"
"We don't want to scare you, sexy landlady," Joel Wiederbold, who weighed at least three hundred pounds, called from behind her. "We just want to fuck around with you a little bit, maybe see what kind of a stuck-up princess you are with jism on your pretty face and a cock stuck up your little ass."
Donna started to scream, but the moment he saw her open her mouth, Gary slapped her again. This time he hit her so hard that she started to fall. Gary grabbed her by her silky blonde hair and pulled her roughly back up to her feet, then swung her away from her car and into the side of their filthy black truck. She staggered back out from the impact, and as she did, Gary swung the belt against her tender ass.
Donna did scream then, but she cut her cries short when the four brothers started laughing, realizing that they were getting off by making her scream and suffer. She tried to edge her away around the side of the truck, but Gary caught her by a handful of her golden hair and held her in place while he flogged her ass with his big leather belt.
"You bastard!" she hissed. "Don't you know how important I am in this town? You're all going to be in jail for the rest of your lives!"
"A bitch like you is good for just one thing," Gary growled, and with a jerk of his muscular arm, he dragged Donna by her hair around to the front of his truck. "That's spreading her legs and her lips for men. Your daddy didn't teach you very well, and he made a big fucking mistake when he left you all his money when he died. But now you're going to learn about your true talents, little miss landlady!"
He threw her face-down over the hood of the truck, and Donna squirmed frantically against the hot metal. John and Brad, the youngest of the Wiederbold brothers, stepped quickly in and grabbed her wrists. Before Donna knew what was happening, they had stretched her arms out over her head and tied her wrists to the rear-view mirrors that jutted out from either side of the truck's short hood.
"You bastards!" Donna shrieked, staring at the awful Wiederbold. "This is your last chance, you stupid creeps! You better let me go now! Anymore and the whole lousy bunch of you are going to be in jail for the next twenty years!"
"Shut up, bitch," Gary said mildly, and yanked her skirt up over her ass. "Somebody shut the silly little princess up. Find that letter, John. Read it to this sexy piece of shit while I fuck her ass off."
"Nooooo!" Donna howled when she heard Gary's zipper. A moment later, he stepped around the curve of her hip and shook his prick in her face, and then she screamed even louder.
Gary's cock was huge. It was perhaps a foot long and his cockhead was the size of one of Donna's fists. There was a pearly drop of pre-cum leaking from his big dark piss-slit, and Gary wiped it off on Donna's cheek before be stepped back any from her.
"She likes that big prick," Brad said with stupid laugh. He pulled out his own cock, a filthy fat hunk of meat that was no more than an inch or so smaller than his brother's. "Well good news, Miss Fairchild, 'cause we all got big ones for you. Half the girls in the county know about the big Wiederbold boys."
Donna shuddered with revulsion at the slimy coolness of Gary's fuck-lube on her cheek. It trickled down over her tightly shut lips, and the sensation of it drooling over her mouth made Donna want to vomit. Worse yet was the pounding realization that the brothers were really serious. They were going to rape her. Donna didn't think she could stand to be raped by all four of the big, dirty Wiederbolds.
A moment later she felt the head of Gary's big cock brushing against the fragile lips of her cunt, and it was all she could do to stifle a scream of terror.
"Look at that," John shouted gleefully, pointing at the sexy squirming of Donna's body as she tried to wriggle across the hot hood away from the relentless advance of Gary's monster prick. "You were right again, Gary."
"That's right," Gary said, teasing Donna with his cock now, rubbing it against her quivering pink cuntlips, then pulling it away just when it seemed he was about to raw it home. "You see, landlady, you really should feel honored. We've trained a lot of bitches in our time, but we've never fucked with one who was older than twenty. Sort of a rule with us, because we like them young and tender. Fuck, you're ten years over our limit, so we made a special exception just for you!"
"Of course you are sexier than any other bitch we ever raped," John said. "And Gary said he had the feeling that you hadn't had much in the way of cock, even if you are thirty years old."
Donna burned with shame and anger at the way the horrible men were talking about her. The worst thing of all was that both things John had told her were true. In her whole life, she had only been fucked once, by a professor at the university her father had sent her to. Before they had fucked, Donna had thought she loved the older man.
After be had broken her cherry with his smelly, filthy cock and filled her up with his disgusting jism, she had never wanted to see him again. Since then, she had occasionally necked with men heavily enough to get their cocks into the open, but every time she saw a prick she felt disgust, and she had never let another man fuck her. At thirty, Donna was probably less sexually experienced than most of the young girls the Wiederbolds played their gangbang tricks with.
"Just look at this body," Gary growled, reaching under Donna to grab her proud, pointy-tits. "You ever see tits this big on a little bitch like her? You ever see tits this bouncy on a thirty-year-old cunt? Her ass is as tight as a high school girl's, and her pussy is so tiny and pink you'd think it never got fucked. And we never had a bitch with as pretty a face as her. Besides, she's going to be a real challenge. We're going to have to work hard to bring out the slut in Donna."
Donna wanted to scream at the way the brothers were talking about her. It was as though she was some animal they had bought at auction. And they didn't seem afraid at all that someone might drive down the road and see what they were doing. They acted as if they had every right in the world to be raping and brutalizing her.
Brad and John and Gary talked about her body and face, comparing her tits and ass and pussy to those of the teenage girls around town they had gang-raped. Donna recognized some of the names and wondered why the girls had never turned the awful brothers in. Then she wondered if she would be able to bear the humiliation of admitting that she had been gang-raped by all four of the leering, filthy Wiederbolds.
"Hey, bitch, let's see if you feel as good as you look." John stepped in and grabbed one of Donna's tits, sinking his fingers into it. "You're a sexy cunt, all right. Too bad that you're such a stuck-up little rich bitch."
Donna clenched her eyes tightly shut as Brad and John stepped up to maul her tender body. Gary was still playing his cock over the quivering lips of her cunt, poking the bulging head into her just hard enough to make her jump and wriggle. All three of the men laughed at the way the sleek little blonde jerked and squirmed, and they pinched and pawed her tits and legs and ass and stomach to keep her writhing constantly atop the hot hood of the dirty black truck. Only Joel stood apart, and the panicked blonde wondered why the biggest of the Wiederbolds hadn't joined in on the assault.
"Fucking beautiful bitch!" Gary gasped, leaning down over her back to bite and lick his way across her cheek and throat. "We're going to fuck you until you can't stand up, little landlady! A bitch as sexy as you should have been spreading her legs for men her whole life! You've got a lot of lost time to make up for!"
Suddenly Donna wished she was ugly, even though she had always flaunted the fact that she was the most beautiful woman in town. Even when her father had sent her to college in the city, she had been the most beautiful woman on campus, and Donna had used her looks to get everything she wanted. Now it was like she was having to pay for all those things her sexy face and body had gotten her.
Donna's eyes were big and round and crystal blue. Her lips were full and red. Her hair curled halfway down her back, colored like spun gold and silky to the touch. She had the face of a Southern belle, and her inheritance from her father let her play the role to the hilt. She even had a hint of a Southern drawl in her voice.
Her body was as perfect as her face. Donna was a small woman, no more than a fraction over five feet tall, but she seemed to have four feet of legs alone. She had the kind of legs that men dream about--long and slender and flawlessly tapered from her lush hips to her tiny ankles. She had a perfect ass, a tight little bubble that jutted out as tight and firm as a schoolgirl's.
Her waist was so tiny that even a small man could have circled it with his fingers. Her tits were big, though, standing out like a pair of twin globes high on her chest. Her tits were shaped like perfect cones, and they didn't sag an inch. Her nipples were rosy and enormous, sticking out over an inch when they were fully erect, which they almost always were. Even now, through the cotton of her plain white bra, their impressions could be clearly seen.
Gary ripped the bra away, tumbling her lush tits out into Brad's and John's waiting hands. They laughed at the sight of her long nipples, and in a moment, they were both pinching and tearing at the hard, tender buds. At the same time, Gary pulled her white cotton panties down around her knees, revealing the creamy cheeks of her ass and the furred, pink lips of her tiny cunt. Her panties had already been stained with his fuck-lube. Now he banged his cock directly against the soft cleft of her pussy.
"You're about to get fucked, landlady," Brad whispered down into Donna's ear, then licked his way around the shell-like rim and down deep inside. "Remember what it feels like not to have a cock between your legs, 'cause it's going to be a long time till you feel like that again."
"Okay, fuck me then!" Donna cried out. "Just remember to wake me up when it's over, because I'm sure none of you little boys can keep me interested enough to stay awake! Go ahead and rape me, but don't expect much!"
"Bitch!" Gary growled as he bit and slobbered his way over the back of her neck. "By the time we're through with you, you'll be begging for cock from every man you see."
Donna opened her mouth to argue, but then she felt Gary line the fat head of his cock up with the tiny slit of her pussy. She caught her breath, her muscles tensing.
Gary's giant cockhead dwarfed the tiny pink mouth of her pussy, and he wrenched her thighs as wide apart as he could before he thrust forward.
"Bitch!" he screwed. "You dried-out, worthies, tight-cunted whore! Open up your pussy, you worthless slut!"
Donna thought she was going to die. Her legs felt as though they were being dislocated, her pussy felt as though it was being fed a log. Gary's big body crunched her tiny frame against the hot metal of the truck. She was being burned and buried and torn in half all at the same time. She bit her lip to keep from screaming, but she grunted at the terrible impact of Gary's cock against the tight, dry lips of her pussy.
"Fuck her, Gary!" Brad screamed, slapping Donna's face to keep her eyes open while his brother tried to fuck his huge cock inside her. "Split her open like the old bag she is! Fuck her tight old pussy to pieces."
Donna wriggled like a dying worm and tried to pull herself away from Gary's murderous cock. Her sensitive nipples and tender stomach burned from the heat of the truck's hood. Her face stung from the repeated slaps from Brad and John. But the worst pain of all was coming from her tiny pink pussy. It felt like Gary was drilling out a new hole inside her, and Donna was sure her body was about to burst wide open.
"You little bitch!" he screamed, grabbing his belt again and lashing it down against her creamy, tensed asscheeks. "Open up, you little whore, 'cause I'm coming in no matter what!"
Donna wanted to beg for mercy as the delicate pink lips of her cunt spread wide around the huge girth of Gary's cockhead. She wanted to tell, the Wiederbold brothers that she was too small for the size of cock Gary was trying to fuck her with. It wasn't her fault, she was only a little over five feet tall, and her pussy had hardly ever been fucked.
The smallest Wiederbold was Brad, and even he stood six feet tall, weighed two hundred pounds and had a cock that stuck out at least ten inches from his hairy balls.
Donna clamped her asscheeks as tight as she could, contracting her pussy until it was as tight as a tiny pink fist. She swore to herself that she was going to fight the brutish brothers to the bitter end.
Then Gary hammered his enormous cock home.
Donna's eyes shot open, bulging almost out of her head. Her mouth formed a wide, perfect circle, and it took every ounce of will power she had to keep a scream from ripping out. She arched her back as though she had been stabbed with a knife, and strained her arms against the chains that bound them until her muscles rippled and her wrists, were bleeding. Her cunt and ass cramped as Gary's cock flicked up inside her, and she went limp beneath him. With one savaging lunge, he drove his foot-long cock all the way inside her tiny cunt.
"You asleep yet, landlady?" Gary asked, grinding his hips to gouge his giant cock around inside her stuffed pussy. "Have I got your fucking attention yet, you stuck-up cow?"
Donna gasped for air, unable to breathe with such an enormous log of flesh buried inside her. She could feel Gary stirring her internal organs as he pound his cock around in her straining pussy. Her pussylips pulled around the stalk of his cock like a stretched rubber band.
"She looks like a fish out of water," John said with a laugh, and he flopped his fat, dripping cock against Donna's cheek. "Look at that sweet mouth gasping! I think I'll let her gasp around a mouthful of meat!"
Donna tried to snap her mouth shut when she heard his words, but John slammed the palm of his hand against her temple, and with her head pinned against the burning hood of the truck, he stuffed his cock between her lips. Donna almost vomited at her first taste of his dirty, leaking cock, but he only giggled at her and fed her more of his prick. Donna had never sucked a man's cock, and the taste, smell and feel of John's throbbing prick were worse than anything she had ever imagined.
Gary was raising welts on her creamy ass with every lash of his big leather belt. While he beat her, he drew his monstrous cock slowly back out of her cunt.
Donna breathed a deep sigh of relief. It felt as though a log was being pulled out of her. Her lungs worked again, and she gulped one desperate breath after another. Finally only the fat head of Gary's prick was still buried inside the straining lips of her cunt. But then he thrust forward again.
Donna's tiny body scooted six inches along the hood of the truck with the savage violence of Gary's fuck-thrust. Her hardened nipples scraped over the burning metal of the truck. John had to grab her head to keep her lips from sliding off the end of his cock. Donna's beautiful face twisted with the pain, and she wasn't able to stop a long, painful moan from escaping her cock-stuffed lips.
"Sounds like she's feeling it now," Brad said with a giggle. He pulled Donna's long blonde hair back away from her face so that he could have a perfect view of both the cocks fucking her helpless body. "Or maybe she's just having a nightmare."
Donna wished that it was a nightmare, that she could wake up safely in her bed at home and forget all about the pain and degradation of the horrible double-fuck. Gary started fucking her fast and hard, moving his foot-long cock in and out of her dry, clinging pussy like a sex-crazed piston. Every stab of his cock inside her felt like the thrust of a sandpaper-wrapped baseball bat. Her legs kicked helplessly out at her sides and her asscheeks tightened and relaxed in a hopeless battle to expel the huge cock.
Donna could feel the scratchy hair of Gary's crotch with every vicious plunge of his cock inside her, and she knew that she was taking his full twelve inches of fuck-flesh. Her sexy asscheeks shuddered with every impact of his crotch. His balls swung up to hit the fluttering pink lips of her pussy.
Gary fucked her as hard and violently as he could, and it felt to Donna more like she was being beaten with a hammer than fucked with a cock. She was pushed forward with every devastating collision between his huge, muscular frame and her tiny, sexy body.
"Fuck me back, you worthless slut!" Gary screamed, beating her ass and fucking her cunt with equal fury. "Aren't you good for anything, you fucking stuck-up cow? I've fucked little girls who knew how to shake their asses better than you do! Fuck me back, you sorry cow!"