WAITRESS DU JOUR
Kathy Elliot was nineteen years old and had been working at Jerry’s Diner since graduating high school the previous year. She was a pretty girl with large brown eyes, a pixie nose and full lips. Her long dark brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail as the food service regulations required. She was currently wearing a white, short sleeve shirt dress that buttoned to the waist. The V of the collar was cut just deep enough to show the beginnings of the cleavage of her firm, young breasts. The dress flared to a full skirt below her trim waist and ended just above the knees of her long, shapely legs. The collar, cuffs and buttons of the dress were red, as was the two inch wide belt that she wore. Her shoes were white leather flats. This was the standard uniform of a waitress at Jerry’s.
Kathy glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. Eight-thirty. Still an hour and a half till closing. It had been a busy night at Jerry’s Diner, and Kathy was looking forward to closing up and going home.
Kathy was working the twelve booths along the wall while Bill Davis, a college student and part time waiter, worked the counter. Jerry, the owner, was cooking as he usually did. Three booths were occupied by couples, one by four high school boys, and one by two elderly ladies. Three men, each alone, sat spaced out at the counter. No one paid attention when the front door of the diner opened.
The blast of the twelve gauge shotgun in the enclosed space was deafening. Plaster fell to the floor beneath the hole that was torn in the ceiling by the double ought buck shot. Confusion reigned as eleven men, all brandishing firearms, ran screaming through the restaurant, yelling at everyone to move to the back wall. Kathy, Bill and all the customers were herded to the rear. Jerry was forced out of the kitchen with a gun in his back and made to join the others at the back wall. In moments, they were all under the control of the intruders.
The eleven who stood in front of the hostages were cut from the same mold. All were big, dirty looking men with long, greasy hair and several days growth of beard. They all wore dirty blue jeans, t-shirts, and leather vests which proclaimed them to be members of the Shadows, an outlaw motorcycle gang. The smell that they carried with them indicated that they hadn’t bathed in days.
“J.D., get the ‘closed’ sign put up in the window and lock the door. Cosmos, you close the blinds.” Two of the bikers moved towards the front without question, indicating that the one who spoke was the leader.
“Listen,” Jerry stammered, “we won’t make any trouble, The money’s in the register, all of it. Take it, it’s yours.”
Without a word, the one with the shotgun stepped forward and with a sweeping motion, hit Jerry in the temple with the butt of the gun, knocking him to the floor.
“Let that be a lesson to all of you assholes.” The leader growled. “Nobody says shit unless I ask them a fucking question.”
“You tell ‘em, Mule.” one of the gang members said to the leader.
“Okay.” Mule said, looking at the terrified group before him. “We’re gonna take up a collection, just like in church. ‘Cept here, you donate everything. Wallets, watches, rings every fucking thing. Mongo, Animal, pass among the faithful.”
Two of the gang members came forward, each carrying a cloth bag into which each person was forced to drop their valuables. Meanwhile, Mule went to the cash register and emptied it, stuffing the money into his pockets. In no time at all, everything of value had been confiscated. Most gang members by this time had helped themselves to beer from the cooler and were sprawled on stools or in booths, as if they were in no hurry to leave.
Mule sat on a stool at the counter and took a long pull at his bottle of beer as he perused the available females. Two of them were fucking antiques, dried out and older than dirt. One was fat, a real sweat hog. Another was in her forties, and would have been acceptable if there had been nothing else available. Of the last two, one was a cute little thing, maybe twenty three or twenty four, and with her husband. Mule was normally fond of fucking broads in front of their husbands, hearing the cunt crying and begging while her wimp old man stood by and watched helplessly. Unfortunately, this one was pregnant. It would have been okay if she had only been five or six months gone, but this one looked like she was going to drop the kid any minute. She was HUGE, and that was a turn off to Mule. But that little waitress, there was just something about that little waitress.
Mule finished his beer and flipped the empty bottle over the counter where it shattered on the floor. Belching loudly, he stood up and stepped in front of the terrified group.
“You.” he nodded towards Kathy. “Come here.”
Kathy began trembling with fear, slowly shaking her head from side to side.
Mule looked down at the floor and motioned to Kathy with his hand as he said “Come on. Let’s go.”
Kathy looked around at the other hostages, but all of them averted their gaze. Terrified, she stepped slowly towards Mule until she stood in front of him.
“P-please,” she whimpered, “please d-don’t hurt me.”
Mule placed his hands gently on her shoulders. “Hurt you? Why, sweetheart, nobodies going to hurt you.” With that, he grabbed Kathy’s collar and in one vicious move, tore the top of her dress open, scattering buttons across the floor and exposing the white lace bra she wore. Kathy screamed and tried to fight as Mule pulled the dress off of her shoulders and down around her arms.
“Stop it! PLEASE stop it!” Kathy pleaded as Mule crushed her body against his. His face was buried in her neck and one hand brutally groped her ass. “Leave me alone! STOP it! Let GO of me!”
“Go man, go! Rip her open!” one of the gang members yelled.
“Help me! Somebody please HELP me!” Kathy felt her panic rising as Mule began dragging her towards one of the booths. “Oh no! Don’t do this! PLEASE don’t do this!”
Mule threw Kathy onto her back in the booth and landed on top of her. He clamped his mouth to hers and forced his tongue into her mouth. His breath was foul, tasting of beer and stale cigarettes. He smelled as if it had been days since he had showered. Kathy began retching as Mule’s hands roamed over her body. She managed to pull her mouth free as she felt his hand move between her legs and begin to tear the crotch from her pantyhose.
“HELP me! Please, somebody HELP ME! Don’t let him DO this!” Kathy screamed as she tried in vain to push Mule off of her. The other hostages could see that Kathy’s dress was bunched around her waist, they could see her legs protruding from the booth, kicking in the air as she fought futilely against the large man on top of her.
“Oh God, NO! Please DON’T!” Kathy screamed as she felt him pressing the head of his dick against her. She felt him forcing her open and entering her body. She twisted her body, trying to escape from the intruding organ, but he continued forcing himself deeper into her.
“Make him STOP! Somebody PLEASE make him STOP! Oh God, it HURTS!” the hostages could hear Kathy’s anguished pleas as they watched Mule’s ass moving as he drove himself into her. They watched her legs protruding from each side of his body, kicking uselessly.
“Oh NO! Please no MORE! NO! NO! STOP! PLEASE STOP! EEEIIIIIIIAAAHHHH!!” Kathy screamed as Mule finally drove himself completely into her. Her head snapped back and her back arched in pain. The hostages saw Kathy’s legs snap straight and begin quivering as the scream escaped her throat, and they knew that Mule’s dick was now buried in her trembling body. They could see Mule’s back above the table of the booth; they could see his hips thrusting as he drove himself relentlessly into the helpless girl beneath him.
“St-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please st-stop!” Kathy pleaded through her tears as Mule continued viciously raping her. “Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh!” The hostages could hear Kathy moan with each inward thrust, with each invasion of her depths. She had never imagined she could feel such pain and frustration. And then the shame washed over her as she realized that she was being used in full view of the other hostages. They could all SEE what was happening to her!
“Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh God! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! St-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please!”
Mule began increasing the pace of his assault. The hostages could hear Kathy’s moans of pain increase in frequency and volume as they watched Mule’s hips pistoning ever faster. They could hear the groans beginning deep in the big, dirty biker’s throat and knew he was approaching orgasm. Kathy knew it, too, and the thought of this animal depositing his sperm inside her was both terrifying and revolting.
“P-please! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Don’t c-cum in me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please not –ooohh- inside of m-me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh!”
Mule continued driving into Kathy, harder and harder, faster and faster, his grunts and groans of pleasure echoing in Kathy’s ear. She could tell he was getting close, she could feel him swelling inside of her. She tried pushing him off of her, tried to get his dick out of her before he could cum. The hostages could see Mule’s frantic pace, could see Kathy’s desperate struggle against him. While most were disgusted by the spectacle, more than one of them felt a twinge of excitement as they watched this young girl being viciously raped.
“Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Don’t! Please DON’T! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Not inside me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Please not INSIDE MEEEE OOOOOHH GOD NOOOOOO!!!” Kathy felt Mule’s dick throbbing, felt him shooting his thick, hot cum deep inside of her. She felt it washing through her, coating her insides. The watching hostages also knew that Mule had blown his load inside the body of the trembling young waitress. One of them nearly orgasmed himself as he watched Mule drain his balls inside Kathy. Gradually, Mule slowed to a stop and collapsed on top of the sobbing girl.
Kathy lay crying with Mule still on top of her. She felt the tears rolling down the side of her face and into her sweat soaked hair. She felt nauseous, her stomach turning as she fought the urge to vomit. She felt Mule’s dick softening inside her, gradually losing it’s length and thickness. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Kathy felt Mule lifting himself off of her, felt him withdrawing from her as he climbed out of the booth. She felt his cum begin to leak from her body, running into the crack of her ass.
The hostages watched as Mule buckled his pants while he walked back to the counter and picked up the beer that J.D. had set out for him. They watched as Kathy began slowly sitting up, using the table to pull herself up while slowly swinging her feet to the floor. They saw her tear stained face and the shattered, shocked look in her eyes as she slowly stood up. She steadied herself with one hand on the table, while the other gripped her stomach. Kathy began walking slowly, hesitantly, towards the other hostages as J.D. came around from behind the counter.
J.D. stepped in front of Kathy, blocking her way. She looked up at him, saw the evil grin on his face, and she knew.
“Oh, no.” she whimpered as the tears rolled down her face. “Oh, please, no more. No more. Please don’t hurt me anymore.”
Kathy screamed as J.D. grabbed her and began wrestling her to the floor. She tried fighting, but he was too big, too strong. Kathy landed on her back on the cold tiles with J.D. on top of her. His face was buried in her neck, licking and chewing while his hands played over her body. She felt him pull her bra down off of her breasts, felt his mouth lock onto one of her nipples and begin sucking. Through the tears in her eyes, she could see people all around her, gang members and hostages both, watching as J.D. continued assaulting her body.
“Please!” Kathy pleaded to the watching hostages, “Please help me. Don’t let him. Please don’t let him!” The hostages stood still, watching as J.D. mauled Kathy.
J.D. pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist as he used his knees to force her legs apart. She felt his hand move between them and begin unfastening his pants. Her body trembled with terror as she felt him guiding his dick to the entrance to her body.
“Stop it! Get OFF of me! Oh, God PLEASE get off of me!” Kathy begged as J.D. prepared to enter her.
“Oooohhhh nnnoooooo!” Kathy cried out as J.D.’s meat slid easily into her cum lubricated vagina. “Oh please, NO! No MORE! Oh please, leave me ALONE!”
Kathy’s body twisted, her heels dug against the floor, her hands pushed against J.D.’s hips as she tried to disengage him from her. Nothing worked, and the big biker kept her pinned to the floor, his weight crushing her as he drove himself into her with all the viciousness he could muster.
“Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! No! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Please stop!” Kathy moaned and pleaded as J.D. slid his dick in and out of her battered vagina.
The hostages continued watching as the rape progressed. They could see Kathy spread out on the tile floor, her face glistening with sweat. She was crying and moaning as J.D. fucked her brutally. Kathy continued begging, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. One of the hostages was paying particular attention to the rape occurring before him, his eyes large and his tongue darting out to moisten his dry lips. He could feel his own balls swelling with excitement as he watched Kathy being brutalized.
“Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! N-n-no m-more! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please, n-no m-more!” Kathy felt J.D. penetrating her deeper than she had ever felt in her life. She felt as if he were tearing her in two. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. “Oh, please, s-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Y-you’re h-hurting me! Oh, God, please stop!”
J.D. grabbed Kathy by the hair and forced his mouth onto hers. She felt his tongue pushing deep into mouth, causing her to gag as he began pounding his dick into her with ever increasing fervor. She knew he was getting close. She couldn’t stand the thought of another load of cum inside her, but she couldn’t break her mouth away to beg for mercy.
“Mmmppphhh! Nnnnmmmppphh!” Kathy groaned around J.D.’s tongue as she twisted her body and pushed against his hips. She heard him moaning in his throat as he continued intertwining his tongue with hers. She could feel his dick swelling and stiffening inside her. She pushed against his hips as hard as she could, twisting her body and using her legs to try and buck him off. And then she felt him spraying her insides, felt the heat of his cum flowing into her.
The hostages saw Kathy’s body stiffen, saw her begin to tremble as her left hand formed a fist and smacked the floor in frustration. Every one of them knew that J.D. had cum inside her.
Satiated, J.D. stood up and fastened his pants as Kathy lay on the floor crying. The hostages could see her laying there, her dress and bra bunched around her waist. Her breasts were exposed, and the lower part of her body was covered by nothing more than her shredded pantyhose. Kathy rolled onto her side and pulled herself into the fetal position as she continued crying.
“Scratch! Weasel! Give me a hand here.” Animal said as he climbed off his stool. Scratch and Weasel grabbed Kathy by the arms and pulled her to a standing position.
“Leave me alone! Please don’t hurt me anymore! Oh, God, please leave me alone!” Kathy pleaded as Animal began removing what was left of her clothing. In no time. she stood naked in the middle of the floor, held in place by the two bikers.
“That’s better.’ muttered Animal. “Get her up on a stool and pin her to the counter.”
Scratch and Weasel pulled Kathy to the counter as she pleaded with them to let her go. They pulled her onto a stool, her back against the counter and her arms held straight out from her sides, pinned down on the top of the counter.
“Please don’t! Oh, God, PLEASE no more!” Kathy slowly shook her head from side to side as Animal stepped in front of her and pulled his dick from his pants. Kathy saw it standing away from his body, rock hard with the veins bulging along it’s sides. She felt the tears burning her eyes as he stepped between her legs. Kathy could see the other hostages watching as Animal began slipping his dick up inside her.
“Help me! Somebody please help me!” Kathy whimpered to the hostages as Animal slid his arms under her legs and lifted. Her legs were now held in the air, Animals elbows under her knees. In this position, Animal could penetrate Kathy to incredible depths.
“Oh God! Oh God! Uuuuhhhhooooonnnoooooo!” Kathy groaned as Animal buried his dick deep inside her. With Animal standing in front of Kathy and her legs raised, the hostages could see his dick as he pulled it almost completely out of her before sliding it back in. They could see her legs draped over his arms, her feet bouncing in the air as he stroked himself in and out of her. They could see the sweat beading on her face and chest as Animal began fucking her in earnest.
Sadistically, Animal slowly withdrew his dick until only the head was still inside Kathy. He stood there for a moment. barely moving. The hostages watched as Animal suddenly and without warning drove himself violently into Kathy. Kathy’s brow furled, her body jumped and her legs tensed as Animal slammed against her cervix. An agonized scream escaped Kathy’s throat as the pain tore through to her very soul.
“STOP it! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! I c-can’t TAKE anymore! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh God, P-PLEASE stop it!” Kathy cried out as she tried twisting her body away from Animal. Her head snapped from side to side as she tried pushing him away with her legs. Try as she might, there was no escape from his thrusting dick. Over and over he drove himself viciously into her, causing her intense pain with each invasion of her depths.
The hostages watched helplessly as the brutal gang rape continued. The women were sickened by the sight of Kathy’s ordeal. Most of the men were revolted and angered by the viciousness of the crime. Two felt a slight arousal as they watched the rape, and were deeply ashamed of themselves. One of the hostages, however, was more than slightly aroused, and felt no shame at all. Never had he felt so turned on as he did watching Kathy brutalized over and over before him. Never had his dick been so stiff as it was now. He longed to join in the rape, to sink his dick into Kathy’s helpless, trembling body. He longed to add his own cum to that which was already flooding her insides. He was discovering his latent sadism.
“Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh!” Kathy moaned in pain each time Animal drove into her body, each time he impaled her with his dick. She felt him thrusting into her with ever increasing speed and force. The pain grew worse with each passing second as her insides were savaged by the relentless assault. Her legs were bouncing in the air in time with the thrusting of Animal’s hips. She could feel him getting close, feel him preparing to once again fill her with cum.
“No!” Kathy whimpered, “Please don’t! Ohhhh…ooohhhhhnnnoooo!”
Animal drove into Kathy with a frenzy. He felt the cum building in his balls, felt the burning in his dick. And then he exploded inside Kathy’s trembling, battered body, shooting wave after wave of hot cum into her.
“Ohhh nnnoooooo! Not again! Oh God not again!” Kathy moaned in anguish as she felt the heat of Animal’s cum spreading through her insides. How could she not get pregnant? With all the cum they were shooting inside her, how could she not get pregnant?
Animal kept pumping his meat into Kathy until the last drop of cum had been milked from his balls. Slowing his pace, he finally stopped thrusting into her. He stood there for awhile, enjoying the feel of his dick softening inside the little bitch. Finally, he pulled out of her and dropped her legs.
Kathy’s arms were still pinned to top of the counter by Scratch and Weasel. Her shoulder blades were pressed against the front of the counter and her buttocks were on the stool. Her legs hung down towards the floor. She saw Cosmos stand up from one of the booths, finish his beer and drop the bottle to the floor. He began unfastening his pants as he walked towards her. Looking around in panic, she noticed Mule sitting a few stools away.
“Please. P-please don’t let him. I c-can’t take it anymore. P-please don’t let him h-hurt me.” she pleaded in a barely audible voice, tears winding their way down her cheeks. Mule broke out in a hearty laugh at the thought of her begging HIM for help! Dumb little cunt! He grabbed another beer.
Kathy dropped her head back onto the counter. “Oh God, nnnooooooooo.” she moaned as Cosmos’ dick slid into her. She squeezed her eyes shut as he began rubbing his hands over her breasts while he stroked his meat in and out of her. The hostages looked on as he bent over and began sucking on her nipples while he continued to fuck her.
Mule noticed one of the hostages. His eyes were wide as he stared at the rape occurring in front of him. He licked his lips repeatedly as Kathy moaned, cried and begged for mercy. Glancing down, Mule noticed the bulge in the other man’s pants. The fucker was really enjoying the show.
Kathy’s head rolled slowly from side to side as Cosmos pounded into her. Holding her by the hips, he jerked her towards him as he drove into her. Scratch and Weasel roughly squeezed and fondled her breasts, adding to the pain and frustration of the rape. Weasel grabbed her face in one hand as he covered her mouth with his, forcing his tongue nearly into her throat. Kathy began twisting her body as she gagged on Weasel’s tongue, inadvertently arousing Cosmos even more. He drove into her with ever increasing ferocity, moaning with pleasure as he brutalized the helpless girl’s body.
“Oh shit! Oh fucking SHIT!” Cosmos groaned as he began pumping cum into Kathy’s trembling body. She groaned in frustration around Weasel’s tongue as she felt the heat of this latest load spreading through her. Cosmos continued pounding into her until the last bit of his cum had drained into Kathy. With a sigh of contentment, he pulled his dick out of the brutalized girl.
“Oh God, no more! PLEASE no more!” Kathy wined as Mongo immediately stepped between her legs and pushed his dick up inside her. “Please STOP it! You’re k-killing me! Oh God, please!”
Mongo relished hearing Kathy begging and pleading. He loved hearing her moan in pain as he drove himself deeply into her. The more she cried, the more pain she felt, the better Mongo liked it. Withdrawing almost all the way from Kathy, Mongo would then drive into her with as much force as possible, over and over again. Kathy’s body would jump and she would cry out in pain each time Mongo drove viciously into her.
Bill Davis, the part time waiter, could barely contain himself. He watched fascinated as Mongo continued brutally raping Kathy. He felt his heart pounding as he watched Kathy’s body jerk and twitch each time Mongo drove into her. He felt his balls swelling as he listened to Kathy cry out in pain at each impalement of her body. He felt his mouth go dry as he watched Kathy’s trembling legs bounce in the air in time to Mongo’s vicious thrusting. God, he wished he could fuck her, too!
“Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh G-god! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Owwww! Uuuhhh! P-please! P-please!” Mongo thrilled at Kathy’s begging. He felt his balls tighten as he approached orgasm. Faster and harder he pounded into her as his arousal increased. His dick began swelling even more as his excitement grew. “Ooohhh God nnnooooooooooo!” Kathy whimpered as he exploded inside of her, adding his cum to the four loads already deposited in her. Still he continued pounding into her, over and over until he was completely satiated. Gradually slowing, he finally stopped and pulled his meat out of Kathy.
As Mongo stepped back, Lobo took his place between Kathy’s legs and immediately shoved his dick into her battered vagina. “Uuuhhh!” she moaned as she felt Lobo’s dick penetrating her. “L-leave me alone! P-please, leave me alone. Uuuhhh! T-take somebody else! P-please t-take somebody else!”
Kathy dropped her head back onto the counter and squeezed her eyes shut as Lobo brutally fucked her, his hands running over her body as he did. Her face and chest glistened with sweat from the exertions being forced upon her. The pain that tore through her with every thrust of Lobo’s dick was excruciating. Her body twitched involuntarily with every inward thrust.
The hostages watched as the bikers brutalized Kathy’s tortured body. The women were especially sickened by the spectacle. Each one realized that she could have been selected as the object of the gang rape, and each one was ashamed that deep down they were glad it was Kathy and not them that was currently suffering.
Not all of the hostages were revolted by the brutal attack, though. Bill’s excitement grew in direct proportion to Kathy’s agonies. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was. He could see Lobo’s dick moving in and out of Kathy’s firm, young body, and imagined himself between her legs, pounding her mercilessly.
“St-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Please st-stop! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Oh God, I can’t t-take anymore! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Y-you’re KILLING me! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! P-please no m-more!”
Lobo, like the rest of the bikers, had a sadistic streak running through his soul. Kathy’s suffering served only to feed his frenzy and cause him to rape her even more brutally. Pounding into her with every ounce of force he could muster, he relished her cries of pain and the look of terror in her eyes. The feel of her trembling, pain wracked body was finally too much for Lobo, and he began shooting wave after wave of cum deep inside the helpless girl. Kathy wanted to vomit as she once again felt the warmth spreading through her.
As Lobo stepped away, Blade moved into position in front of Kathy, his dick stiff and ready. He noticed that the cum leaking from the brutalized girl was no longer milky white, but rather a deep pink. The repeated, brutal rapes had begun damaging Kathy’s insides, and it was her blood mixing with the cum that had changed it’s color. Blade couldn’t care less, and Kathy screamed as he mercilessly rammed his meat into her with a single, vicious thrust.
“Nnnuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh…..uuuhhh…uuuhhh!” her head rolled from side to side as she moaned in pain with each violent intrusion into her body. “St-stop. P-please. Oh please.”
Blade grinned as he heard Kathy pleading for mercy. It amazed him how these cunts always begged for them to stop, like anybody was going to listen. Shit!
Kathy cried out as Blade continued his violent assault on her. Her insides were raw from the repeated rapes, and every movement inside her caused extreme pain. She could feel her insides being torn as Blade drove into her over and over, and the pain was nearly more than she could endure. Her body jerked and twisted each time Blade rammed his dick into her. Her cries of pain were literally music to the sadistic Blade’s ears, and in a short time his dick began swelling and throbbing. Kathy heard him groan, and she whimpered as she felt the heat of his cum shooting inside her. Gradually Blade slowed down until he finally came to a stop. Stepping back, he pulled his meat out of Kathy’s ravaged vagina.
How many men had already raped her? She couldn’t remember. How many more were left? She didn’t know. All she knew was that there would be no mercy. They would continue raping her until they had all used her. Kathy decided that she wanted to die. She began praying that God would take her; that he would just stop her heart and let her die. Death would be better than what she was going through. It would be better than being used by the rest of these foul, stinking animals.
“No more. Oh God, PLEASE no more!” she begged as she saw Rat approach her.
“Don’t worry, sugar. That pussie’s just too nasty to fuck anymore.”
Kathy couldn’t believe her ears. It was over. The rest of them were going to leave her alone. Thank God! Thank God!
“Okay, guys, put her face down on the floor!”
It took a second for Rat’s comment to register in Kathy’s mind. Suddenly, she knew that it wasn’t over. She knew exactly what was in store for her, and she was more terrified than ever.
“Oh God NO! Please NO! Y-you c-can’t! Not THAT! PLEASE not THAT!” Kathy screamed as Scratch and Weasel pulled her off the stool and forced her down onto the cold tile floor. Kathy was twisting and fighting, trying to pull loose from the two bikers that held her down. She felt Rat kneeling behind her, forcing her legs apart. Then she felt his weight on her back, crushing her to the floor. She felt his hand moving between them, guiding his dick to her rectum.
“DON’T! Please DON’T!” she screamed as she felt the head of Rat’s dick pressing against her. “Oh Jesus, PLEASE stop! Oowwwww!! It HURTS! Nnnuuuhhh!!!”
Kathy twisted and jerked her body in a futile attempt to escape from Rat. She could feel the head of his dick begin to spread her rectum open, could feel it beginning to enter her. She had never had anal sex before and hadn’t realized how excruciating it could be.
“Dear God, PLEASE stop! OOWWWWW!! N-n-no! Oh please NO!” Rat was on Kathy’s back, grinding her naked body against the floor as he continued driving into her, each thrust forcing his dick a little deeper into her anal passage. She could hear him grunting and moaning in her ear as he forced more of his rock hard meat up inside her bowels.
Bill felt the sweat beginning to bead on his forehead as he watched Rat sodomize Kathy. The sight of her face down on the floor, her arms pinned to the floor above her head, her legs spread wide with Rat on her back was thrilling. The side of her face was pressed against the tiles, her brow furrowed and her eyes squeezed tightly shut, her teeth grinding against the incredible pain tearing into her rectum. He watched in fascination as Rat’s hips continued thrusting, driving his dick ever deeper into her.
“Stop it! Please, PLEASE stop it! Oh God, I can’t…I can’t…NOOOOOOAAAAAUUUU!!!” Kathy screamed in agony as Rat finally overcame the resistance of her rectum and drove the full length of his dick into her bowels. Every muscle in her body snapped taut as the incredible pain tore through her to the very center of her being. She felt as if her insides were being torn apart as Rat began driving his dick repeatedly into her.
“Nnnuuu….nnnuuu…nnnuuu….God n-no….p-please n-no!” Kathy could hardly draw enough breath against the intense pain flooding through her to even speak. Rat was driving into her with a viciousness she wouldn’t have believed any human to be capable of. He continually drove into her bowels with all the speed and force he could muster. The pain tore through every fiber of Kathy’s body as Rat sadistically raped her.
“Nnnuuuhhh…nnnuuuhhh,,,g-get out of me! P-please get OUT of me! I c-can’t t-take anymore! Oh God! Oh God! Nnnuuhhh..uh..uh..ooooooooohhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuu!” Kathy groaned as she felt Rat’s cum flooding her bowels. He kept driving into her, pumping ever more cum into her until his balls were finally drained. Rat lay panting on her back, crushing her to the floor while he recovered his breath. She could feel his dick slowly shrinking inside her. Finally, Rat pulled out of her and stood up.
Kathy squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered as she felt Leadfoot immediately take Rat’s place on her back. He had no trouble sliding his stiff dick up into her distended, cum filled rectum, and she winced and cried out in pain as he drove the whole length of his meat into her in one vicious thrust. Kathy ground her teeth but said nothing as the rape continued. She had quit begging. She had surrendered. She lay trembling and crying on the floor, praying that it would be over quickly, while Leadfoot pumped his meat in and out of her body. It no longer mattered who used her. It only mattered that they finished quickly so she would then be left alone.
Scratch and Weasel let go of Kathy’s arms. They had done this often enough that they could recognize when a bitch finally broke. This one wouldn’t fight anymore. She would lay there and take whatever they gave her. That was why Scratch and Weasel normally went last in a gang rape. They loved having the bitches broken and complacent, loved having them lay there and accept being raped because they had given up all hope.
The hostages watched as Leadfoot continued sodomizing Kathy right in front of them. His vicious thrusting into her rectum must have been excruciating, but other than the trembling of her body, Kathy lay unmoving. She winced and cried in pain as Leadfoot drove into her, but all the fight was gone from her. The female hostages were sickened by the sight of Kathy’s ordeal, barely able to comprehend the terror, pain and frustration she must be feeling. With one exception, the men felt a blind rage at the viciousness of these animals, and a burning frustration at their own helplessness to intervene. The single exception was Bill Davis, who was thrilled beyond description to be watching Kathy’s misery. His dick had never been so stiff in his whole life!
Leadfoot was driving into Kathy with a frenzy as the hostages continued watching. She cried in pain with each inward thrust of Leadfoot’s swollen organ. The hostages heard Leadfoot moan, they saw Kathy’s fingers dig against the floor and heard her whimper, and they knew he was pumping more cum into her bowels. They could see on her face the revulsion she felt at the warmth spreading through her. Gradually, Leadfoot slowed to a stop. With a grunt of satisfaction, he lifted himself off of the brutalized girl, pulling his dick from her rectum as he did.
Kathy lay unmoving as Leadfoot stepped to the counter and picked up a beer. She still didn’t move as Weasel knelt down between her spread legs and unfastened his trousers. She closed her eyes and lay still as he lowered himself onto her back and began guiding his dick to her rectum. The hostages saw Kathy’s body stiffen and her brow furrow as Weasel drove himself into her ravaged bowels. They could hear her moan with each inward thrust of Weasel’s dick. Other than that, she didn’t move as Weasel began raping her.
“Nnnuuhhh…nnnuuuhhh…nnnuuuhhh.” Kathy moaned with each thrust as she felt Weasel moving his dick in and out of her. She felt his hips driving against her buttocks and his weight on her back crushing her to the floor. Her rectum was stretched open to the point that she thought she would begin tearing apart at any second. She felt as if her insides were being damaged by the repeated assaults. As she lay with the side of her face pressed against the tiles and Weasel’s dick buried in her ass, she could see the hostages through her tears as they watched her being brutally sodomized. How could they watch? How could they stand there and watch? Were they all sick? Did they enjoy watching her being brutalized? Couldn’t they at least look away?
“Nnnuuuhhh…nnnuuuhhh…oooohhhhh…nnnuuuhhh…nnnuuuhhh.” The hostages listened to Kathy’s pitiful moans of pain as Weasel drove into her with increasing fervor. Over and over he pounded his dick into her ravaged body, brutalizing her in ways beyond the comprehension of the watchers.
“Nnnuuuhhh…nnnuuuhhh…oooooohhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuu.” the drawn out groan came as Kathy felt Weasel spraying her insides with his sperm. She felt more of the warm liquid being pumped deep into her rectum with every inward thrust of Weasel’s dick. Finally drained, Weasel pulled out of Kathy and stood up.
Without hesitation, Scratch took Weasel’s place on top of Kathy. He buried his dick inside her so quickly that for a moment she thought it was still Weasel in her. It didn’t feel like she had been without a dick inside her bowels for even a brief instant. As Scratch began pumping into her, the pain again tore through her. Her rectum was raw and torn from the repeated abuse, and blood was beginning to leak out of her. She wondered how much longer the rape would go on, and whether or not she could even survive it.
Scratch pounded into Kathy with a vengeance, grinding her pelvic area against the floor. Listening to her cry out each time he drove into her aroused him even further. He forced a hand between her and the floor and grabbed her breast. Kathy screamed in agony as Scratch viciously pinched and twisted her nipple while continuing the relentless assault on her bowels. The agonized scream and the trembling body were more than Scratch could bear. Grunting in Kathy’s ear, he blew his load, adding his cum to that which already flooded her. Scratch continued pounding into her and mauling her breast until his dick began softening. Finally done, Scratch pulled out of Kathy as she collapsed, exhausted, on the floor.
The hostages watched, waiting to see what would happen now. Unlike Kathy, they knew that all eleven bikers had taken a turn on her. Would they leave now, or would there be even more atrocities?
Mule took a long pull on his beer and smiled as he looked at the naked girl spread out on the floor. It had been awhile since he had taken his turn with Kathy, and he was feeling horny again.
“Get her on her knees.” he told Animal and Rat.
Grabbing Kathy by the arms, the two bikers pulled her into a kneeling position, her buttocks resting on the backs of her legs. They knelt on either side of her, twisting her arms up behind her back. Sometime during the rapes, the bow that had held her pony tail in place had come loose. Her sweat matted hair now hung down over her face and shoulders as her chin rested on her chest in utter exhaustion. Animal grabbed her hair and pulled her head up as Mule stepped in front of her, his dick in his hand.
“Oh, no.” Kathy moaned as she saw Mule’s dick in front of her face. “Oh, please don’t. I’ve never done that! Please nooaaauugggg…uurrgguu!!” Kathy began gagging as Mule forced his dick into her mouth. Grabbing the hair on both sides of her head, Mule stroked his meat between her lips, pushing farther into her mouth with each thrust. He used the hands full of Kathy’s hair to move her head, forcing her mouth to slide up and down the length of his shaft.
“Oh, yeah!” he sighed in pleasure as Kathy continued gagging on his dick. “Oh, fuck yeah does that feel good!”
She tried twisting her head away, but Mule’s hands twisted in her hair prevented her escape. Over and over he forced her mouth up and down his dick, gagging and choking her with each penetration. Animal an Rat held Kathy immobile while Mule continued fucking her mouth with relish. Kathy was having trouble breathing as Mule forced his meat farther into her throat. Her lungs were beginning to burn from lack of air.
Kathy wanted to vomit as she felt Mule pushing farther into her throat. She felt his dick swelling even larger as she continued gagging on him. She could feel his dick beginning to throb in her mouth as she heard him groan. Kathy retched as she felt the first blast of thick, hot cum splatter against the back of her throat.
“Oh, SHIT!” Mule groaned as he shot wave after wave of cum into Kathy’s throat. Unable to breathe, she had no choice but to swallow the foul liquid as Mule kept raping her mouth. Finally with a sigh of contentment, Mule pulled his dick out of Kathy’s mouth. She wanted to vomit, but she fought down the urge, afraid of what Mule might do to her if she did.
“Shit, you just LOVE to suck cock, don’t you?” Mongo grinned at Kathy as he stepped in front of her and started pulling his zipper down. “The way you took Mule, I bet you love to eat meat and drink cum, don’t you?”
“Leave me alone! Please! You’ve done enough! Jesus Christ just LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” Kathy screamed in frustration.
“Leave you alone? I don’t THINK so, you cum drinking little slut!” Mongo told Kathy as Rat grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Kathy tried to keep Mongo from entering her mouth, but with Mongo, Rat and Animal all gripping her hair, she didn’t stand a chance.
“No! Stop! Please nouuugggaaccckkkkuuummmpppphhhh!”
Bill watched in fascination as Mongo forced his dick into Kathy’s mouth. Seeing her stark naked, kneeling on the floor with two bikers pinning her arms behind her back, while Mongo held the hair on both sides of her head and forced her mouth up and down the length of his dick, was nearly more than he could bear. For an instant, he thought that he was going to cum in his pants, but he fought down the urge. God, his balls were so swollen they were sore!
Kathy tried to mentally put herself someplace else. If only her mind could escape from her body, she might survive. But it was impossible. No matter how she tried, Kathy couldn’t think of anything but the stiff, swollen piece of meat that was filling her mouth and forcing it’s way into her throat. She could feel the veins bulging on the sides of Mongo’s dick as he forced her to take him completely into her mouth. She continued gagging and choking as Mongo forced himself repeatedly into her. Mongo was longer than Mule, and Kathy realized with horror that he was actually trying to force his meat down into her throat.
Mongo gripped Kathy’s hair tightly and forced her head farther back, straightening the passage from her mouth into her throat. He pressed into her even harder, and moaned in pleasure as he felt his dick finally pass beyond the entrance and actually enter her throat. Kathy’s air passage was blocked as Mongo held himself in her throat, rocking his pelvis against her face. He could feel Kathy’s throat milking his dick as her gagging and retching caused her throat to repeatedly contract around his meat.
Panic gripped Kathy as Mongo’s dick began suffocating her. She didn’t want to die with his filthy organ buried in her throat! She tried pulling far enough away from Mongo to draw air into her lungs, but the three bikers held her too tightly. Kathy’s body began jerking and quivering as she choked on Mongo and fought for breath. She was beginning to feel light headed from lack of air when she heard Mongo groan. She felt his dick throbbing in her mouth as he begin to shoot cum directly into her esophagus. Mongo continued pumping cum down Kathy’s throat until he had completely drained his balls. Finally satiated, Mongo released her hair and withdrew from her mouth.
Kathy dropped her head forward as she greedily sucked air into her burning lungs. Her shoulders and chest were heaving as she desperately tried to pull as much air as possible into her oxygen starved body. Gradually, her breathing started to return to normal.
“No more! P-please no more! I c-can’t take anymore! I-I c-can’t!” The tears rolled down her cheeks as she saw J.D. approaching her, his zipper down and his dick in his hand. When was this going to end? When would they be finished with her?
The hostages could see Kathy’s eyes squeeze shut and her brow furrow as J.D. forced his dick between her lips. They could hear her gagging as he forced himself deeper into her mouth. They could see the muscles in her stomach ripple and contract as she retched and choked on the swollen dick that invaded her mouth.
Kathy felt J.D.’s pubic hairs rubbing against her face as he pumped his dick inside her. She could smell the foul odor of his unwashed crotch, and was sickened even more. Kathy knew that the dick in her mouth had her own dried fluids and dried biker cum from when J.D. raped her, but what other filth was also on it? How many women had this animal been in without cleaning himself? How many vaginas? How many rectums? Kathy gagged even harder with the thought.
J.D. twisted Kathy’s hair as he continued driving into her. The sounds of her gagging and retching increased his excitement. He could feel the tightening in his balls as he began approaching orgasm.
Kathy felt J.D. driving deeper into her mouth. Like Mongo before him, J.D. was starting to force his way into her throat. Once again, she was being suffocated by the organ invading her throat. Her gag reflex increased as she felt the head of his dick start down the passage to her stomach. The feeling of her throat muscles contracting around his meat was more than J.D. could take, and he almost immediately began pumping cum into her. Kathy could feel the hot liquid shooting down her esophagus, and, with no other choice, had to swallow the salty load. J.D. kept riding her face until the last drop of cum had left his balls. His thrusting slowed as he began softening in Kathy’s mouth, enjoying the feel of her around his meat. After a few moments, he released her hair and withdrew from her.
Kathy was again desperately sucking air into her tortured lungs. Her stomach was turning with the thought of what she had been forced to swallow. Her body was near total exhaustion from the repeated abuse it had withstood.
Pulling out his dick, Lobo stepped in front of Kathy and grabbed her by the hair. Lifting her head, he saw that Kathy’s eyes were red rimmed and glassy and her mouth hung open. She was still gasping for breath.
“P-please. In the n-name of G-god, p-please leave me alone.” Her voice was nearly a whisper as she pleaded with Lobo. The big biker only grinned as he moved closer to her. Kathy didn’t fight. She just closed her eyes and whimpered as Lobo slid his dick into her warm, wet mouth. Taking her head in his hands, he began fucking her mouth. She wasn’t gagging as much as she had before, and it embarrassed her to think that she was growing accustomed to having these filthy bikers bury themselves in her mouth.
“Oh man! Yeah! You are one good little cocksucker, aren’t you? You just love having a nice big dick in your mouth, don’t you?” Kathy’s face burned with shame. It was bad enough having to take these animals. Being treated as if she was some kind of a whore, treated as if she LIKED what they were doing to her, made things even worse!
Lobo continued pumping his dick into Kathy’s mouth, enjoying himself thoroughly. He would slowly shove himself all the way into Kathy, so that her face was pressed against his stomach, then just as slowly withdraw until only the head of his dick was still in her mouth. Over and over he repeated this action, feeling his balls gradually swelling as they built up their load. He noticed that she was no longer gagging, even when he shoved the whole length of his dick into her throat. She WAS becoming a good little cocksucker!
“Oh shit. Oh shit, do you feel good!” Lobo sighed. Kathy felt his pace increase as he continued face fucking her. She knew it wouldn’t be long before she was once again forced to swallow a load of cum. She could feel Lobo starting to swell, could feel the throbbing in his meat as more blood pulsed through the swollen veins that ran the length of his dick.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” Lobo’s eyes were closed as he pumped into Kathy’s mouth faster and faster. He felt his balls tightening as the slight burning sensation began building in his dick. Kathy prepared herself mentally as she felt Lobo reach the verge. She felt his dick jerk as the first wave of cum shot into the back of her throat, and she began swallowing the thick, salty liquid as fast as Lobo could pump it into her. With a sigh, Lobo finally drained the last of his cum into Katy’s throat and pulled his glistening dick from between her lips.
Animal, holding one of Kathy’s arms behind her back with one hand, placed the other hand under her chin and raised her head. Leaning his face close to hers, he said “Getting bored, bitch? Maybe you want to try something different. Rat hasn’t had those pretty lips of yours yet, and I haven’t tried your ass. How about we take them both at the same time? Would you like that?”
Kathy’s face twisted into a caricature of itself as the tears welled up and she began sobbing. In a voice barely more than a high pitched whisper, she pleaded in vain with her tormentors.
“N-n-no. Pu-pu-please n-no. Oh G-god, l-leave me a-alone.” she begged as Rat and Animal pulled her to her feet. Dragging her to the counter, they draped her face down over two stools, her stomach on one and her chest on the other. Rat moved in front of her face and began pulling down his zipper while Animal stepped behind her. Lifting her head by the hair, Rat started rubbing the head of his dick over her lips before penetrating her mouth.
“P-please, p-please no more. Oh, noouuummmpph……..AARRRUUMMMPPHH!!” Kathy tried screaming around the dick in her mouth as Animal brutally crammed his dick into her battered rectum. The pain in her bowels was incredible. She was being rocked between the two bikers as they both drove into her from either end, each one forcing her onto the other as they thrust forward.
Bill thrilled at the sight of the two bikers double raping Kathy. His heart was pounding as he watched them driving relentlessly into her from both ends. He loved hearing her scream, muffled by the dick in her mouth, every time Animal drove into her bowels. Her body was twitching and trembling under the assault, and the sight was wonderful!
Rat was holding Kathy by the hair, driving into her throat while he watched Animal’s dick sliding in and out of her asshole. It was a tremendous turn on, and Rat soon found himself getting ready to cum.
“Oh shit! Oh shit! OH SSSHHHIIITTT!!!” Rat yelled as he blew his load down Kathy’s throat. She swallowed Rat’s cum as Animal continued driving deep into her bowels. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. As Rat pulled his dick out of her, she began pleading with Animal.
“Please st-stop! Your K-KILLING me. PLEASE get OUT of me! Oh God noouuhhggmmm!” Her pleas were cut short as Cosmos took Rat’s place, filling her mouth with his swollen dick. Kathy thought she would lose her mind as the two kept driving into her. She felt Animal pounding into her faster as he gripped her hips with both hands. She heard him groaning as his dick began throbbing inside her. She felt his dick jerking deep in her bowels as he began shooting his cum inside her. Over and over she felt him spraying her insides until he had nothing left to shoot.
Kathy felt Animal withdraw his meat from her, then groaned around Cosmos’ dick as she felt another immediately shoved up inside her. Blade had been waiting to take Animal’s place, and was now sharing her with Cosmos. How long had this been going on? How long had they been cramming themselves into her? She was beginning to feel as if this had been her whole life, as if there had never been anything but this diner, these bikers, and rape. Nothing but rape and misery. She swallowed without even thinking as Cosmos sprayed more cum into her throat.
As Cosmos pulled out and stepped back, Leadfoot moved up and stuffed his dick into her mouth. Still the double rape continued without mercy. She lost all track of time. She felt Blade cumming in her ass, and a moment later, Leadfoot was cumming in her mouth, but she had no idea how long they had been abusing her before climaxing. She felt them withdraw from her, felt the emptiness in her body for a brief second before Scratch and Weasel stepped up and filled her once more. She was aware of Weasel shoving his meat into her throat, aware of Scratch driving himself into her bowels, but time meant nothing. She was drifting in a fog, and nothing existed but the two dicks filling her from both ends. She felt her body rocking back and forth on the stools as they repeatedly drove into her from both ends. And then she was swallowing as she tasted the salty cum filling her mouth and throat. Almost simultaneously she felt the warmth flooding her bowels as Scratch dumped his load inside her. They continued riding her until she felt their dicks begin to soften inside her. Gradually, they came to a stop.
Then, suddenly, she was empty. No one was inside her. She lay across the stools, gasping for breath. She could taste the cum that coated the inside of her mouth. She could feel more cum beginning to leak from her ravaged rectum. She tried to move off of the stools, but her legs wouldn’t support her and she collapsed on the floor. Laying naked on her back, she felt the cool air begin to dry the sweat that coated her body.
The rape had lasted nearly five hours, and in all that time, there had only been a little more than ten minutes when there had NOT been a dick buried in some part of Kathy’s body.
Mule took a pull at his beer and looked around at the bikers. “Any of you want some more of this slut?” None did.
“You.” Mule said, pointing at Bill. “Come here.”
Bill looked around at the other hostages. Swallowing, he hesitantly approached Mule.
“You know,” said Mule as he put his arm around Bill, “I think you’re our kind of guy.” Bill stood straighter when he heard Mule’s words. He always pictured himself as a tough guy.
“I saw the way you were watching while we fucked this little girl here. You looked like you wanted to jump right in. Did I read you right? You got what it takes to be one of us?”
“Yeah.” Bill managed to avoid stammering as he answered. “Yeah. I got what it takes.” He didn’t notice the other bikers grinning.
“Great!” Mule smiled. “So if you’re going to join us, you might as well grab a piece of this bitch before we go. You want some of her, man?”
“Shit yes I want some!”
“Bill! What the fuck do you think you’re doing!?! Are you NUTS!?!” Jerry yelled in disbelief as he saw Bill pull out his dick.
“Hey, FUCK you, man! You don’t tell ME what to do! I’m going with these guy’s, and I’m going to LIVE, man!” Turning his back on the hostages, Bill knelt between Kathy’s spread legs.
As Bill lowered himself onto her, Kathy slowly shook her head from side to side. “Oh, no. Not you, Billy. Not you, too. Please don’t. Please, Billy, please nooouuuuhhhhhh.” she moaned as Bill shoved his dick up inside her vagina.
The bikers and hostages both watched as Bill raped Kathy. His hips were driving his dick into her while he forced his tongue into her mouth. She whimpered in pain each time he thrust into her. His hands were all over her, squeezing and twisting her breasts, grabbing the cheeks of her ass. Bill was too excited to last very long. He had nearly cum in his pants while watching the gang rape. Now that he was raping Kathy himself, the excitement was more than he could bear. With a groan, he began pumping cum into the battered girls body. Once his balls were drained, he stood up and fastened his pants.
“So. Are we going to leave now?” he asked Mule with a grin.
“What the fuck do you mean ‘we’?” Mule sneered at him. “You think we want some punk-ass little wimp like you hanging with us?”
“B-but you said…I mean you let me…hey, come on! I can’t stay here now! Not after what I just did!” Bill was beginning to sweat. They had to be kidding him. They HAD to be. Without warning, Mule drove his fist into Bill’s stomach, doubling him up and dropping him to the floor.
“You fucks think you’re so much better than us, don’t you?” he grinned at the hostages. “But look at how easy it was to get this clean cut, middle class punk to commit rape. You’re no different than us. Not one damn bit!” Mule turned and walked out the door, the other bikers following.
Bill looked up as he held his stomach and tried to catch his breath. The women were all around Kathy, trying to comfort her, but the men were all coming towards him. The looks on their faces terrified Bill.
“No! Get away from me!” Bill wined as he tried to crawl away from the approaching group. “Get away! LEAVE ME ALONE!”
All of the frustration and anger that had built up in these men as they witnessed Kathy’s ordeal were now released. Hate, rage, and a desire for revenge poured out of them, all of it directed at Bill.
“Good evening. This is Sandra Lewis with the six o’clock news. In our lead story, police are seeking an outlaw motorcycle gang who last night took over Jerry’s Diner on the outskirts of town. Over a period of nearly five hours, the members of the gang brutally and repeatedly raped a nineteen year old girl who works at the diner. The gang is also wanted for murder in connection with the brutal beating death of twenty-one year old Bill Davis, a college student and part time employee at Jerry’s. If anyone has any information regarding these crimes, or the gang members, they are requested to contact the police.”
Once again, my dear degenerate friends, we have walked hand-in-hand through the world of fantasy. I wish to take this opportunity to assure everyone that this story is nothing more than a work of fiction. Nothing more than a creation of my twisted little mind. Kathy Elliot was not brutally and repeatedly raped in a diner; Bill Davis was not beaten to death by a vigilante mob; and most importantly, Mule and the Shadows are not cruising the highways and byways near your home, looking for their next victim.
They’re not, are they? Well………pleasant dreams, kiddies.Luckytom44@hotmail.com