Him and his two brothers, Willie and George, were standing outside a crept in the night. Willie was trying not to look around, but the wind blowing through the bushs kept him turning in circles. George, who was holding the flashlight, concentrated on the corpse they were gonna have some fun with, but Willie was distracting him as usaul.

"Dammit!" Freddie said. "I need light!"

George looked at the gate lock Freddie was trying to force, but Willie's suprised gasped made him look back. Both brothers turned and saw what the youngest of them was pointing at.

On the hood of their mini-truck, sat a beautiful woman wearing a dress that barely held her endowments in check. It was dark in the cemetary, but they saw her clearly. None questioned how that was possible, all they knew that their pants were getting snug.

Freddie licked his lips and took a step toward her. He was the oldest and confidant that his siblings knew his intentions towards this very unlucky woman. They had done it before and nothing was gonna stop them from doing it over and over again. Willie and George fell instep behind with Freddie. The woman looked sheepishly at them, uncrossing her legs. "Nice night for fun, eh, boys?" She emphasized that last word to goad them. She squeezed her amble breasts together. "I was hoping to find a date here, but all I have are boys before me." Again, she emphized 'boys'. "What a shame."

Freddie lashed out with a balled fist and punched her, hoping to shut the bitch up, but all that happened after her head jerked to the side was a disturbing laugh. He punched her again, knocking her backwards on the hood and again she laughed at him.

He couldn't speak, his anger was too great and this bitch was his outlet. He crawled on top of her and ripped open her dress, releasing her breasts into his hands. He squeezed them painfully. She cried out, then laughed again. He slapped her back and forth across the face, only to be laughed at.

He crawled off, grabbing her long and flowing hair and dragged her off the hood, throwing her to the grass. She rolled on to her back, spreading her legs invitenly for him. Again, he never thought to wonder how he saw her in the dark, he just crawled on top of her again and pushed himself into her.

There was no struggle and no trying to keep him out, she willingly let him in. He hated bitches like this, thinking that *they* were in control and could get away with anything. As he thrust, she moaned and groaned wildly and loudly, obviously enjoying this brutal assault. All of which, pushed Freddie farther and farther into a rage.

He grunted and spewed inside her and when he saw her smiling up at him, he punched her several times and after it was over, she giggled like a schoolgirl looking into the boys locker room for the first time.

He crawled off and George crawled on. This was the rotation for the three, youngest to oldest. Willie didn't care, just as long as he got a turn. In fact, Willie secretly liked the feeling of his brother's cum on his dick. Sometimes after they were through, he would jack off for several minutes until he came again, then lick his palm and fingers, savoring his cum mixed in with his brothers.

George held her by the throat as he thrust, trying to shut up her laughing mouth. He hated being laughed at as much as Freddie. When that didn't work, he twisted her nipples hard, nearling tearing them from her breasts. He was freakishly strong and he like overpowering the girls at school. They never resisted much.

When he cornered a girl in the halls at school, she knew she was about to get a painful grope and maybe a finger or two in her pussy before he let her get away. He had left more than one girl in tears.

She reached down and started rubbing her clit as he pounded her. She let out a loud, seamingly endless moan as she came. George gritted his teeth and came at near the same time. He pumped a few more times, then got up and as he walked past, he kicked and stomped on her stomach. Willie was in her in a second, rolling his eyes back in his head as he bottomed out. He had the smallest dick of the three, but he didn't care.

He wasn't getting off from her pussy. It was because he was sloppy with his brother's cum. His breathing picked up, matching her moaning. He rarely hit the women him and his brother's chose as entertainment. In most cases, they were beaten into submission and just laid there like a corspe, praying that the ultimate nightmare would be over and they would live to see the sunrise.

Willie opened his eyes when he felt her looking at him. He looked down and she gave him a knowing smile, then closed her eyes and came again.

Willie was so unnerved by that smile that he just pulled out without cumming.

She laid there, smiling and wiggling in the cool night grass. Freddie and the others just looked at her, trying to decide what to do. Since they started their nightly fun, this had never happened. All the bitches before was scared to the point that they were paralyzed, but not this one. She was loving the abuse, bathing in it was a better way to put it.

"Is that all you boys have to offer?" She raised up to her elbows then started opening and closing her legs lazily as if to cool off her used pussy. "I was hoping for more."

Freddie snarled. He hated bitchs that didn't know enough to be scared. His dick was riggid, but not totally hard and this bitch wanted another round of abuse. He looked and saw that George was reading his mind.

Both advanced on her and was met with a mischive giggle. She rolled away, playing like she didn't want it, but all knew that she was begging for it.

George caught her by the hair and dragged her back near the truck. She struggled and was mummering, "No no no no." It was unconvincing and she was only playing acting to get both Freddie and George totally hard again. It worked, fueling their anger even more. No one said anything, but it was mutually agreed that they were going to kill her tonight. Then maybe fuck her dead body a few times.

Freddie got on his back and George forced the bitch to mount him, then he kneeled behind her. Both pressed into her ass and pussy at the same time and they were far from gentle about it. She screamed so loudly that Willie heard it echo amoung the gravestones and family crepts. And she didn't stop either. With each duel thrust, she screamed again and again.

Willie hurried over to her, his now hard dick bouncing with each step and when her mouthed opened to let out another testimate to the pain George and Freddie was inflicting on her, he shoved his dick in her mouth and held her by the hair to keep her from pulling away.

She sucked eagerly, deep throating him with out much effort. He felt her going as fast as he'd ever thought possible. He could barely keep his hand on her head. Freddie grunted, then punched her in the stomach. Willie felt her yell around his dick. Freddie wiggled his way out from under her and pushed Willie out of ther way. She looked up at him, smiling, then started sucking his dick like the she did with youngest brother.

Willie heard George grunt and when he moved away, he took his the middle brother's place and started fuck her ass like she was that ten year boy he babysitted back in March. That memory was making him breath heavily.

He gripped her bruised hips, digging his finger nails in her flesh creating half moons of blood. Just like in March. He started moaning and soon he shot another load of fresh cum in that bitch's ass.

Sometime during Willie's time in her ass, George had taken Freddie's place at her mouth. He looked forward and saw the blur that was her head and pumped a few more times before pulled out and stood beside Freddie. George was far from done though.

He pushed her down onto her back and got on top, aligning with her mouth once more, then started a vigurious face fucking. She had one hand on his ass and the other was massaging her clit again. It was just a few minutes before George moaned and came again. Willie and freddie both heard her gagging and thought it would serve that bitch right if she choked to death on his come. George stood and kicked her a few times.

She laid there, licking her lips and scavenging all of George's cum that wasn't already in her mouth. After awhile, she rolled onto her side, looking each on the eye and said, "Is that all you three have?" The brothers grit their teeth and spent the next ten minutes beating and kicking her, but not into submission like they had hoped. She was laughing and cheering them on like there was no where she'd rather be than at the wrong end of a mutiple beatings and rapes.

When they were out of breath, she laid there, massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples.

"Ok, bitch." Freddie said, "Get up."

"Why should I? You can't." She said coyly.

Freddie reached in the glove box of the mini-truck and got his knife. "It's over."

"Oooh, baby, I was hoping you'd say that." ***

The cops were called by the groundskeeper the next morning and when they arrived, they nearly lost their breakfasts. Then at the morge, the corpses were positively identified.

Freddie, George and Willie Connor had been skinned. The corner therorized that they had been alive at the time and pointed out to the sherrif that their testicale and penises had been biten off and were currently missing.

The sherrif, a father a two teenage daughters, chalked up the cause of death as carelessness and closed the case.

The End