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Mountain Retreat - 5
by Lioness (playfulpanthress@Yahoo.com)

***

All control was taken away from me. They prepared my 
body completely before taking me. The more I squirmed, 
the more friction, the more friction and I triggered 
another orgasm. They all watched me as I came each 
palming a breast and twisting a nipple and leering at 
me. (M+/F, nc, intr, v, orgy) 

***

PART 5

Brown eyes followed me as I dusted the house like some 
kind of porn model setting a scene. I rolled my eyes at 
the situation. This sucked. Here I was parading around 
in a wisp of material, pretending to clean and giving 
these jerks peek-a-boo glances of my naked ass. And I 
did feel like I was their communal sex toy. A well used 
sex toy.

I tried to avoid getting to close to any of the boys as 
they had wandering hands, and they weren't afraid of 
pinching and grazing. I continued on as I was supposed 
to.

"Pick that up." 

Bending over straight legged in front of Matt, I 
retrieved the purposely-discarded empty beer bottle.

"Very nice. Give it to me."

'This can't be good.' Turning I handed it back.

"The coffee table looks dusty. Better give it some 
attention."

I cast a nervous glance over my shoulder as I presented 
my backside to him again, this time dangerously close 
to his face. I felt his hot breath on my ass.

"Open your legs for me. Stay on your toes bent forward. 
That's it. Stay just like that."

I flinched when his nose bumped my clit. He inhaled 
deeply and bumped my clit again. 

"Yeah, I love the creamy center." He ran the flat of 
his hot long tongue over my clit cupping it as he 
delved into my slit. My knees threatened to buckle from 
the heady feeling of his wet appendage. 

There was a sharp sting as he smacked my ass. "Stand 
still." He growled against my clit before taking it 
into his mouth and sucking. When his mouth closed on 
that bundle of nerves I dropped the duster grabbed the 
coffee table for support and screamed. 

He kept sucking, gently pulling with his lips then 
rubbing the naughty flesh with his tongue. Then 
something cold probed my weeping pussy. Slowly it 
pushed in until it bottomed out at the widening point 
of the bottle. Working it faster then slowing down to 
corkscrew it back in. Damn it I was close. So close I 
didn't care that he used a beer bottle as a dildo. His 
talented mouth and evil tongue would be the death of 
me. 

'So close...'

Matt let go of my clit, his breathing coming in gasps, 
"When you're good, we'll make your pussy happy before 
we fill it with our cum. Act bad and we'll spank you 
till your poor ass is sore. Then we'll fuck it. Now 
take that bottle into the kitchen and put it in the 
trash."

I almost screamed in frustration. To be so close and 
for him to stop... sheer torture. I reached back to 
pull it out of my snatch. Matt smacked my hand away. 

"No. You take it into the kitchen like the good fuck 
slave I know you are. Hold onto it with your pussy. 
Don't drop it." He let me go and I bent over, then I 
waddled towards the kitchen. "Open your legs. I don't 
want you using your thigh muscles. Kegel, girl, Kegel!" 
He urged following me. "Nice. Hold that bottle in deep. 
Don't you drop it!"

I walked as fast as I could hold the bottle by the 
neck. Once I got to the trashcan I bent over and let 
gravity take over after I gave the bottle a little 
push. It clanked against the rest of the bottles.

Matt walked up to be smiling. "That was amusing. Next 
time I will have you circle the whole house, now get 
back to work." He turned and went outside.

Once I finished dusting I moved to the next task of 
washing the mountain of dishes. I dunked my hands into 
the suds and promptly cut my hand on a glass broken 
under the weight of the pile.

It was a surreal moment when I pulled my hand out of 
the water and watched the blood flow down my arm from 
the gash on the back.

"Come here baby I wan- Holy shit! Torc!"

"What?! I am watching the game!"

"Jesus fucking christ! Get your ass up! She has cut 
herself! I think we need a hospital."

"No! No hospitals! They ask too many questions. Let me 
see, if it isn't too deep..."

"Put some pressure on it." 

"How did you do this?!"

"A glass broke." My voice was monotone, devoid of 
emotion.

"Matt!! Where the hell is he?"

"I think he went outside to get more firewood."

"Well?! Go get him!"

All bleeding stops eventually, but at this rate I would 
lose more blood than I should. My nurse training kicked 
in and I pulled my arm from the hysterical males. There 
was no real damage done. I grabbed a paper towel off 
the counter and folded it before placing it over the 
gash and put pressure to it. It wasn't long before the 
bleeding stopped.

Matt and Ben came racing back into the cabin. "Let me 
see it! How bad..."

"It's fine. Small cut only needed a bandage."

"I'll be the judge of that."

"Nurse. I know what I'm doing."

"Doctor. I know more."

I snorted. "In theory. Do you have a bandage or not?"

"I liked it better when she was quiet."

"So is she gonna be okay?"

"Your concern is overwhelming, I'm fine. I just spaced 
and cut myself."

"Here." Matt thrust a large band-aid at me.

I looked at it then back at him. "How exactly am I 
going to put it on myself, Doctor?"

Torc chuckled. "Now that's our girl. Come here smart-
ass, I'll put it on you."

"I'll bet." Ben laughed. "Hey, weren't you going to get 
a video camera today?"

"Oh, yeah." Torc looked up from his handy work. "Forgot 
all about that."

"I'm commin with." Matt glared my way. "I think I know 
what we need around here."

"Hey, we're almost out of beer. Pick some up."

"Whatever. Game's over anyway, lets go." 

"Well, back to work." Ben ordered when the door closed 
ominously.

"If I put my hands back in the water my bandage will be 
useless. And I could cut myself again."

"Then I'll find you something else to do." Ben looked 
around while he thought of something. "Give me a 
massage. Come on." Cupping his hand behind my neck, he 
directed me to the bedroom. 

*****

"We're back!" 

"Here kitty, kitty! We have another gift for you!" They 
pounded on the bedroom door.

I felt myself flinch. 'I'm sure you do.' I sighed. 'Why 
can't they bring something I might actually like?'

"Don't stop. Ride my cock! Fuck yeah, that's nice! 
Squeeze my dick. That's a good bitch! Yes! Yes! 
Uuggnnnhh!"

"I guess Ben found a way to keep her occupied." They 
laughed from the other side of the door. "Let him 
finish."

"Lets get the camera running. Then we'll get her to 
come out and play..."

Ben bucked under me a few more times before he was 
still. He pushed against my shoulders. "Go play with 
the others." Then he promptly fell asleep.

*****

"Open up." Toby rubbed the swollen head of his cock 
over my puckered lips. I just barely parted them as he 
slowly fed his cock inside. I licked the head as it 
went further into my throat. I held my breath and 
relaxed. It wasn't so bad when I didn't fight it. I 
could almost pretend that I wanted his pulsing, thick, 
musky smelling heat sliding in and out over my tongue. 
"All the way down, that's a good girl."

"Don't forget uncle Torc. Get up on your knees, I want 
that little ass."

Even as I brought up my rear end Torc pulled me back 
stuffing the entire length inside in one thrust. I 
closed my eyes and just surrendered to the delicious 
feeling of being full of cock. I held my breath as they 
went still to calm down. They didn't want the ride to 
end too early.

Then with some silent communication between the two, 
they began to move in tandem. Which forced me to chase 
one or the other. Torc pulling back made me lean 
forward to keep Toby in my throat, and Toby's retreat 
left me backing it up into Torc. The only sounds I 
could hear were the sucking and squishing noises of my 
mouth and ass and the boy's grunts as they fucked me.

Before I realized it, my hand was reaching for my clit. 
I circled it with my middle finger, pressing it into my 
pubic bone. My moan vibrated through Toby's dick. He 
groaned in return and rotated his hips faster. I 
slipped my middle and ring fingers into my slippery and 
swollen center. I used the heel of my hand to grind my 
clit. 

I struggled to concentrate on all the good feelings and 
still keep everyone happy. Eventually they'd tire out. 
I just had to bide my time. If they didn't exhaust me 
first.

"This is some good shit here!" Matt exclaimed 
redirecting the camera. "That's right, play with your 
clit! Fuck your little kitty! The zoom on this thing is 
incredible!"

*****

When I opened my eyes, it was dark. The room was still. 
Matt loudly snored from the couch. I was sandwiched 
between Toby and Torc. Torc had his arm around me his 
cock still nestled inside my ass. 

I snuggled back in to Torc's muscular embrace. 'I could 
get used to this.' I thought sleepily. It took a moment 
for that to sink in. 'What the hell am I thinking? I 
have to get out of here!' 

I wiggled as carefully as I could to dislodge Torc. I 
slid Toby's leg off mine and slowly rose to my feet. 
Gingerly stepping over body parts and suspicious 
puddles I slipped into the bedroom.

I dashed around grabbing clothes and throwing them on. 
I couldn't find a bra in the dark, but with Ben snoring 
softly on the bed I just tied the shirt to support me. 
Luckily my car keys were near the shorts I pulled on.

Once outside, I ran to the car and promptly swallowed a 
scream of frustration. 

My car was supported by two carjacks. They'd removed 
two of the wheels. Including the router thingies.

Looking back at the cabin, I considered going back for 
the keys to the truck. Going back in meant a higher 
risk of getting caught. If someone woke up...

So I turned and ran.

Down the mountain as fast as I could, staying on the 
road. A fall would cause serious damage, but if I had 
to run on a broken leg I would. I focused on keeping my 
footing while running as fast as I could. And then a 
figure stepped out onto the road. I swallowed a shriek 
while trying to dodge the figure. 

Two hands darted out and wrapped around my waist.

"Where's the fire, beautiful?"

"Let me go!" 

"Do you really want that, or is it part of your little 
game?"

"Game? You're one of them! Let go of me!"

"Oh, no sweetness. I'm Roy. I haven't been one of them 
for a while. They are afraid of me. Do you want me to 
tell you why?" 

"I don't really give a rats ass! Get your hands off 
me!"

"I don't mind a little resistance, Hell, I even enjoy 
it. But if you don't settle down, I'm going to have to 
quiet you."

I didn't like the sound of that. So I kept quiet and 
glared at him in stony silence.

"Now let's see what we got here. Pretty little thing, 
ain't cha? I've seen prettier, though, you'll do."

"Oh, I'm so relieved I have your approval. I said let 
me go!" I bit down hard on his arm. 

"Obviously those boys haven't trained you properly yet, 
so I'll do them a favor and give you a free lesson. 
Causing me pain," He let his hand fly and clubbed me 
across the cheek. "causes you more pain."

I hit the ground hard, my face on fire. He jerked me to 
my feet and ripped my shirt open. His calloused hands 
engulfed my breasts and squeezed cruelly. I whimpered 
in pain and then said through gritted teeth, "Look, 
they are not stress balls. You can't grip them like 
that. It hurts."

"Does it? I never knew. Now shut up. I'm exploring." 
His hand drifted lower. "What do we have here?" He 
cupped my ass.

I pushed against his shoulders. "Stop, stop! I'm sore! 
That fucking hurts!"
 
"Anymore sass, girl, and I'll have to pop you one 
again." He squeezed again for good measure, causing me 
to cry out. "Oh baby, make that noise again. It does 
things inside."

"I'll scream, bring them down here, and they'll kick 
your ass!"

"You assume they care enough to bother. They'll get 
another girl, always do..."

"They like me. Like to fuck me, anyway. They say I have 
the best pussy."

"You really think so, you idiot? They always say that!"

"Be that as it may, I know they'll come for me."

"You sound so sure. Do you think they'll want you after 
I've stretched you out? When you're covered in my cum, 
reeking of our sweat? I promise once I'm done with 
you're cunt, I'm gonna split your ass wide open." 

He forced me to the ground, slobbering all over my face 
while he fumbled with his zipper. His oversize belly 
was keeping me from breathing properly. "Let me up, I 
mean it!" I gasped.

Roy just laughed. I heard a noise in the woods behind 
him. I glanced over his shoulder and saw nothing but 
shadows.

"What do you think, boys? Should we help her?" That 
sounded like Torc.

"She did run away from us." Toby stated.

"I say let Roy have her. Serves her right."

"Now Ben, you don't mean that."

"Can you think of a worse punishment?" Ben returned.

"No, but that doesn't mean it's the right punishment. 
What do you say, Toby?"

"I think she's scared enough. She knows now at least 
that we won't do permanent damage. With Roy she won't 
be so lucky."

Torc folded his arms. "So are we just gonna stand here 
jawin' or are we gonna get him offa her?"

"Alright Roy, time to get off." Ben stepped forward. 
"We told you, we aren't sharin' with you." 

"Fuck off. Finders keepers."

"Roy, don't make me kick your ass. Again." Torc 
threatened.

"You pussies couldn't keep her in check, but I know how 
to reign her in." 

"If you don't get your fat ass off her right now, I'm 
gonna..." Torc stopped mid sentence when Ben flung 
himself at Roy knocking him off me. "Do absolutely 
nothing. Apparently." 

They began to pummel each other. For being overweight 
Roy was actually light on his feet. Although that 
couldn't help him when Ben was younger and stronger. He 
laid devastating blows to Roy's face and body. With one 
last uppercut, Roy fell unconscious. Ben was hardly out 
of breath from the fight. He looked down on Roy and 
spit. Then his gaze found me. I was still out of breath 
from trying to push Roy away, my shirt torn from his 
questing hands. Ben spotted a puckered nipple through 
the gaping hole in the cloth. 

He growled.

He quickly got down on the ground pulling my legs to 
either side of him. He tore off my already torn shirt 
and pulled the button open on his jeans.

"Ben, no!" I yelled. "Please!"

He wasn't listening. "Shut up."

He crouched over me and thrust quickly. His girth 
forcing its way inside my already bruised channel was 
so sudden I choked on my gasp.  

"Damn it, Ben! This was my fantasy!" Toby complained.

Ben kept his strong even pumping. "Oh well." He 
grunted. "You can have her next."

"Sloppy seconds. You're so magnanimous."

"Take it or leave it. Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! Jesus how do 
you stay so tight?!"

"And she was my idea. You may thank me now. I mean can 
I pick em' or can I pick 'em?"

Torc rolled his eyes. "Yes Toby you have great taste."

Ben ignored them. Instead he bit my neck at the 
shoulder. Hard enough to make me cry out. He left 
distinctive teeth marks. He looked at his handy work 
and smiled. "Mine."

"Okay." Matt said slowly. "Ben's officially lost it."

"Let's leave Ben alone. What are we going to do with 
Roy?"

"I say find his car, put him in it and give him a hard 
push off a cliff. Good Riddance."

"We could leave him where he is."

"Great idea Matt. So he can kill us all when he wakes 
up?"

"Ben beat him pretty bad, but I don't think he'll try 
anything. He'd have all four of us to fight."

"I guess if he did try anything, we could make him 
disappear. For good."

"Fine, we should get back to the cabin. Ben! You done 
yet?"


*****

Later that day...

"How's your cheek, darlin'?" Torc asked, tipping my 
chin up with his fingers.

"Yeah, its all kinds of puffy."

"It's fine." 'And nice and throbbing.'

"Where's Ben?"

"Still unconscious, last time I checked."

"Damn girl, your pussy sucked the energy right out of 
him." Toby smirked.

"He needed to punch something, and lucky Roy provided 
the outlet there. And he needed to exhaust himself. You 
were exactly what his body wanted."

"Glad I could help." 'Hope that didn't come out as 
sarcastic as it sounded in my head.' 


*****

Things continued on as they had, pretty much the same, 
day in and out. Most of it I spent on my back. Or my 
knees.

"Do you know what today is?" Toby asked sighing 
contentedly. He stretched his tall frame next to me on 
the bed.

"I'm sure you'll enlighten me." Clutching the sheet 
like a lifeline I covered myself up to my neck. 

"This is our last full day together. Tomorrow you check 
out."

"And back to your boring life." Matt said and ripped 
the sheet from my hands then sitting down at the foot 
of the bed.

"True confessions time!"

"Aw, Torc! We do this every time!" Ben said 
exasperated. 

"I know. It's tradition. Now tell us Miss Ayanna, who 
here has the biggest cock?"

"You do."

Torc leaned against the dresser; his jeans zipped but 
unbuttoned, and folded his arms across his naked 
muscular chest. "See, boys? That's why I'm in charge." 
He smugly told the others. Eyes were rolled and heads 
were shaken.

"But Toby works his the best. Matt has the best mouth 
and tongue. Ben has the best hands and passion." I 
swallowed a shriek as Ben sat to my other side and 
tweaked my nipples in thanks.

"Well Torc, seems you aren't the only one with skills."

"Actually he's the only one without them. She said he 
had the biggest cock. Not that he knew what to do with 
it."

"Fuck you Ben."

"But you aren't any good at it." They laughed while 
Torc turned red. I lay there quietly, just listening. 

Toby turned my way, laugh stopping instantly. "What's 
the matter, Ayanna? Aren't you happy to be going home? 
Would you rather stay with us?"

"Am I actually going home? Will you let me walk out 
that door and drive away? Will you stay away from me 
forever?"

"Of all the ungrateful things... Look, how many women 
do you know that have had as much sex, and as many 
orgasms as you have had? You should be thanking us!"

"Thanking you?! If I never see any of you again it will 
be too soon!" 

"You know what boys?" Torc pushed off the dresser and 
stalked towards the bed. "I think its time that we 
remind Ayanna that she should be thankful that we 
decided to devote our time and bodies to her."

"Yeah, she should be begging for it."

"I suggest we don't stop till she does."

*****

I slowly awoke to silence. There was no loud noise from 
the T.V. in the living room. No talking, nothing. The 
cabin felt empty. There were clothes set out at the 
foot of the bed next to a note. 

It read: We've gone. You're already checked out. Come 
back any time, darlin'. 
T and the boys.

I grabbed my stuff and sighed with relief as I noticed 
that the wheels were back on my car. Dust flew up as I 
floored it and put that cabin far in my rearview 
mirror.

After I got home I took a long soaking bath to relieve 
the ache of too much sex. I tried not to think of what 
happened on my vacation.

At work the next Monday, everyone was glad to see me 
back. Unfortunately they all wanted to know if I had 
had a good time. So I lied, I think, and told them yes.

Even Dr. Pace wanted to know how my vacation went. It 
was ironic because his annoying ass was the reason I 
took the time off in the first place. The arrogant 
prick. I just told him about the views and the hikes I 
went on, and how I just relaxed and centered myself. He 
laughed and I stared at him, something was bothering 
me. He finished his cases and left to dictate the last 
one. My scrub left to take her instruments to de-contam 
and I was just getting back to the room to return some 
medicine, when Dr. Pace came out of nowhere and 
cornered me.

"Tell me what really happened up in the mountains." He 
demanded.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I-..." 

"You got fucked up there didn't you?"

"What?"

"Here." He handed me a piece of paper.

"What is this?"

"Directions to my house. You're coming over tonight."

"No I'm not. And where do you-"

"My cousins just sent me an arousing video of him and 
his friends gangbanging this hot black slut. She looked 
an awful lot like you."

'Cousins?' "Coincidence. And just so you know doctor, 
we don't all look alike."

"That's true. But it would be a shame if this tape 
accidentally got played during morning in-service 
instead of the video on fire safety, don't you think? 
Although it would wake everyone up."

"You wouldn't dare! I'll lose my job if I can't 
convince the director it wasn't me!"

"And I care, why?"

"You son of a bitch! Don't you get enough sex on your 
own?! Why do you need to blackmail me?!"

"I don't need to, I want to. You've been begging me to 
for months."

"No I haven't. Now get out of my way and leave me 
alone." I pushed against his chest. He didn't budge. I 
looked up to tear him a new one and gasped. His eyes. 
They were same as Torc's and Toby's. Fuck. "You're 
related to them."

"Who do you think taught them the game?"

"Oh, God. Get away from me now or I'll scream."

"Then what will you do after the tape is played?"

"I'll survive. I will start over at another hospital."

"Really? I do know how to call a hospital surgery 
director."

"And I know how to call the cops."

"You won't though. You'll be at my house tonight. Don't 
worry Ayanna. I'll let you go eventually." 

But looking into his eyes, so like Torc's and Toby's, I 
wasn't so sure.

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