*** 11 ***

John thrust himself into Nena hotly, shooting the last load of his potent spunk, sending chills of pleasure up his spine and causing him to moan involuntarily. He lay in a heap on top of Nena, her hard breasts poking into his chest. He slowly rolled off of her still body, still slightly panting.

Still sobbing softly, Nena turned over, and grabbed a pillow. She laid her head down, her sobs muffled by the feathery down. Constancia reached over and softly stroked her back. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She said cruelly.

Nena's sobbing turned into crying. She replied, in a choked voice, "Please Constancia...what did...I do...to deserve this? What?" Her body began to shake as she began to cry harder into the pillow.

Constancia looked at her quietly for a moment and motioned to the rest of the gringos. In a matter of fact tone she said, "Who still needs to come?" The rest of the men looked at Nena eagerly, like little kids being offered a tasty treat. They circled her and moved in closer.

Nena felt the bed shift as they sat down. She quickly sat up, eyes wild, darting back and forth nervously like a caged animal. She began whimpering, "No, God no, please...not...any...more" She began to hyperventilate, her breathing causing her heavy breasts to bounce on her chest, further exciting the rest of the gringos.

Constancia looked at her sternly, "Sit on the edge of the bed," she said forcefully.

"Please...please...Constancia." Nena said in short, choked sobs.

Constancia gently grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her forward insistently. "Come on now, to the edge of the bed. Good girl." she said softly.

Nena reached up and grabbed the headboard, trying to keep from getting pulled. Constancia suddenly let go. "If you don't come to the edge of the bed on your own free will, I'm going to leave, and won't be responsible to what happens afterward." Nena didn't move. Constancia slowly got up to leave. "Okay, it's your choice."

Nena began blubbering, her stomach felt like it was in her throat. "Okay, okay Constancia I'll do what you say," she said, the tension of the last several hours causing her voice to break. Nena began to slowly scoot forward sitting at the edge of the bed as Constancia had commanded. She looked up to see the rest of the gringos, naked, their heavy cocks stiff and red. They inched in closer.

Two of the Gringos, then men Nena knew were called Matt and James walked forward, their faces set, almost grimacing with sexual tension. Constancia said, "Okay Nena, reach up with your hands and start stroking them. Make them cum."

Nena tried to block out what she was about to do, what she had to do, as she slowly reached up and grasped each of the hard cocks in front of her feeling them buzz in her hand with an almost electrical intensity. She clutched each of the cocks around the sensitive head area and slowly began to stroke them, her little hands going up and down the shafts. Back and forth, back and forth.

Nena's smooth stroking brought their pre-come quickly to the surface, which helped lubricate their hard poles, helping her little hands to glide easily from one end of the shaft to the other. Both of the Gringos unconsciously arched their backs, their breath quickening with their building excitement. Nena looked at her hands, watched the way the soft, sensitive, foreskins moved when she stroked them, furling and unfurling, under the sensitive head area.

She glanced up at their faces, glazed with a sheen of perspiration, their eyes wide and blank. She noticed their hands clenching and unclenching nervously at their sides and could hear the quick intake of their breath as their excitement grew. Aware that she was becoming aroused from watching their increasing excitement, she began to stroke them faster, urging on their climax. Desperately, trying to get them off, so she could attempt an escape and end this nightmare.

Matt looked down at Nena's hand as it slid up and down his hard shaft. He could feel the cum bubbling in his heavy sack. He looked quickly at the other guys on the bed who sat staring at his hard dick as it was manipulated by the beautiful Mexican girl sitting in front of him, her large breasts thrusting forward from her chest, impossibly full and round. He felt that he should be embarrassed, getting jerked off in front of his friends, but... Oh God. He stiffened and arched his back as his orgasm hit. He reflexively reached down to one of Nena's nipples, causing her to cry out, and began to squeeze and pull it, as the first jets of sperm shot out of his cock.

Nena wasn't prepared when Matt began coming, long sticky threads of cum shot out of his cock like a miniature cannon, the warm spunk striking her face. She gagged when she felt some of the warm sperm hit her lip, the salty goo causing her to wretch.

"Keep on stroking him until he's finished," she heard Constancia command.

Nena shook her head in revulsion, but did as she was told, pistoning Matt's cock back and forth in her hand, the remainder of his load coating her breasts and hard nipples. As his cock softened in her hand, she turned her attention to James, squeezing his balls, and maintaining a steady pressure and rhythm, urging him to cum. She clenched her teeth. I can get through this she thought to herself. I can get through this.

Constancia had noticed Nena's discomfort when Matt coated her face with his seed. Saw her swallow the bile that rose from her stomach, which had caused her eyes to water and tear. Constanica leaned forward towards Nena. "This time," she said slowly "We want you to swallow the sperm...all of it...every drop!"

Nena let go of James, making him groan in disappointment, looking at Constancia in a state of shock. She began begging, her voice shrill, "I'm going to vomit... No Constancia... Please...dear God NO!"

Constancia got up and went to the side of the room opened a closet door that had been slightly ajar. From her angle, all Nena could see was a steady red light. Nena felt like she had been doused with freezing cold water. The sudden shock caused her to lose her breath. She became very dizzy and almost passed out from the horrifying discovery.

Constancia smiled thinly at her. "What do you think your papa would do, if he knew what a little puta his daughter was? Do you think he'd be happy?"

"You have everything on tape?" Nena cried in shock.

She shook her head slowly back and forth unbelievingly. "Constancia, that would destroy my father, my family... you wouldn't do that...would you? Do you want to destroy me that bad?" Her body convulsed as she began to cry loudly. She hugged herself, shifting back and forth on the bed. Not believing the horrible nightmare was real.

Constancia looked at her with no mercy. "Well my little puta...if you swallow this man's sperm maybe we can make a deal. eh?"

Nena knew that there would be no deals. She was completely at Constancia's mercy and would do anything to keep her from showing the tape to her parents. It would kill them and completely destroy her reputation. She breathed deeply, centering herself, trying to regain some control. It can't go much further she thought to herself. What else could they possible do to me. How else could they humiliate me.

Nena looked up and saw James's cock a foot away. He smiled and walked closer to her, holding out his stiff member like some grotesque present. Constancia and the rest of the gringos, looked on expectantly. Nena slowly reached up with both her hands and grasped James cock . She began to stroke and counter-stroke him slowly, causing his cock to throb. He slowly inched closer, until his cock was a couple of inches away from Nena's full lips. Nena slowly and hesitantly opened her mouth and guided the shaft in, the width and hardness stretching her lips and mouth.

"That's good puta," she heard Constancia whisper cruelly. "You just suck that cock until it shoots a nice thick load, and your going to swallow everything. Every little drop."

Nena fought down the bile that was threatening to boil over from her stomach. Nena heard James groan, as she began to twirl her tongue around the sensitive helmet, even without experience, instinctively knowing what to do. She flicked her tongue quickly under the head, causing James's breath to catch.

With her hands, she continued to stroke the shaft and began to manipulate the full sack with her fingers and hands. James reached down to Nena's full breasts, and began to knead and stroke the firm orbs, as she continued to suck and stroke him. Nena groaned involuntarily.

As his excitement grew, he started to pump his thick pole into Nena's mouth, causing her to gag. Nena had most of James cock in her mouth, when he grabbed her thick hair lodging himself deeply into her mouth as his orgasm started.

Nena felt the first contraction and a second later the first spurt of spunk as it hit her tongue. Thinking about the tape and what Constancia said she would do, she sucked hard on the cock bringing forth the warm fluid. As James cum filled her mouth, she swallowed quickly, being careful not to let any drip out of her mouth, the warm sperm traveling down her throat, leaving a salty trial in its wake, causing her stomach to rumble in protest.

Constancia and the gringos watched lustfully as Nena continued to squeeze the sensitive sack bringing forth every drop of fluid, swallowing it silently, her throat contracting with each large gulp. Her cheeks bulged with the excess sperm straining to escape the tight confines of her mouth, but her quick swallowing kept any from dribbling down her lips. James held her head tightly as his cock jerked inside of Nena's tight mouth, spewing it with sperm.

Nena held on determinedly, her lips wrapped tightly around the thick pole in her mouth, her tongue licking his pole like a lollipop, and sucking it dry. As his orgasm subsided, James pulled out of Nena's hot mouth with a low groan, his organ flaccid, a long strand of seed dripping from the tip.

Nena sat silently on the bed, naked, eyes red and swollen while Matt's spunk dried on her firm, brown, skin.

*** 12 ***

Nena stared down at the ground on the outside of the Inn saying nothing. She was dimly aware of the gringos talking to Constanica, but she could not make out what they were saying, the events of the last few hours leaving her bewildered, almost shell-shocked. She knew that she had been violated, forced to do things that in a million years she would never have initiated on her own. Things that only a whore would do, not a clean, innocent, church going, God fearing Catholic, Mexican girl.

Her body hurt and she was tired. So tired that all she wanted to do was lay down and sleep. She was also aware that through the haze of exhaustion her thoughts kept on going back and reliving the horror of being held down against her will on the bed in the inn, being made love too, no...being fucked...that was the right word to use...being fucked...with everyone watching. Not being able to move. Powerless. Controlled.

Nena felt a sudden emptiness in her stomach, an emptiness that both hurt and brought forth pleasure. That made her aware of being a woman. A woman with wants and needs. She felt a tingle rush through her that made her stomach drop. She shook her head back and forth quickly, confused. What is going on she thought? What is going on with me?

Nena was suddenly aware that Constancia was at her side looking at her mischievously. As if she was planning something. Nena shuddered nervously and looked up to see the gringos standing around her grinning at her openly. Nena was nervous with anticipation, but of what she wasn't sure. She just knew that they were going to do more things to her. Things that shamed her, humiliated her, make her cry, bring forth pleasure, make her wet, and leave her feeling more and more as if she were no longer in control of herself.

They would make her feel like she was their toy, a toy for their pleasure. Another shiver passed through her at the thought. She shook her head defiantly, determined not to think wrong thoughts. Sinful thoughts. Nena was surprised when the gringos suddenly said bye to Constancia and walked back into the inn, a couple of them glancing casually at Nena, feasting in her beauty. Mark couldn't help himself and as he walked by Nena, he casually ran his had across her breasts and softly pinched one of Nena's nipples making her moan softly.

Constancia noted her reaction and smiled. After the gringos had left she said in a very friendly tone, "Why don't we stop off at the store and pick up some groceries. It'll be a nice surprise for your mother."

"But we don't..."

Constancia cut her off quickly, "Come on, at the very least we'll be able to say hello to Miguel."

Nena's breath caught in her throat, "I hate that man. He is a pig. I don't want to go there if there is no need to," she said defiantly.

Constancia tapped her purse and Nena could hear the tape rattle inside. "Are you sure you don't want to go and say hello?" She said with a little smirk.

Nena composure changed abruptly. She became very passive, not wanting to push Constancia into creating more problems for her. Maybe if I'm nice to her she'll change her mind she thought. She can't be that cruel. She just can't! Nena could feel her anxiety increase as the girls got closer and closer to the store. Right before they entered, Constancia said point blank, "Take off your bra and panties before we go in."

"W-WHAT?" Nena stammered, "Somebody might see!"

"Not if you're quick you little puta, now do what I say!"

Nena quickly reached under her blouse and unhooked her bra, causing her sore breasts to tumble outward although they were so firm that it still appeared as if she had a bra in place, except for the tell tale sign of her nipples visible through the fabric. Nena paused uncertainly, close to panic.

"Your panties too. If I have to repeat myself again you really are going to be sorry. Understand?"

Nena shaking with fear reached under her skirt grasping the sides of her cotton panties and pulled them down her shapely legs. "Here give them to me, I'll put them in my purse for safe keeping," Constancia said, smiling.

Nena handed Constancia her underwear reluctantly, not liking the look she was giving her.

"Well," Constancia said, holding the door open for Nena, "Let's go inside."

Nena shivered nervously as she walked through the door. As soon as they entered, Miguel the storeowner came over to them. "Can I help you?" he said with a wide smile. His yellowed teeth looking like a row of rotten corn kernels. Nena could smell him almost as soon as they walked into the store. He hasn't taken a bath for a week she thought to herself. The tee-shirt he had under his overalls was a pale gray, and the rest of his clothes were old, wrinkled and full of stains. She unconsciously crinkled her nose.

Constancia replied, "Yes you can, we need a loaf of bread and a few other items."

"Come this way," he said, his beady eyes covertly scanning Nena's chest as he directed the two young girls to the back of the store. He wrung his hands together nervously as they walked to the back. Nena could see that Miguel had noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. She nervously tried to avoid meeting his eyes.

Constancia lightly touched Nena's arm. "Can you bend down to see if that's the bread we need?"

"Yes," Nena said, surprised, "that's the brand we eat."

"You better bend down to make sure," she said more forcefully.

Nena looked at Constancia pleadingly.

Constancia stared back at her, tapping her purse as she did so. Nena bent over quickly to inspect the bread, gravity causing her blouse to open up exposing her full breasts. Miguel's breath caught as his eyes swept over the full mounds and dark nipples.

Nena quickly jerked up when she realized that Miguel was staring at the exposed mounds. He smiled innocently back at her, his putrid breath, causing her to back away.

Constancia looked at Nena, "You better check that brand again, but this Time take your time and really check. We wouldn't want to buy something that your mom won't use." she said, smiling thinly.

Miguel looked at both of the girls with a quizzical expression. Not quite sure what was going on. Constancia looked at her expectantly. Nena could feel herself shaking and the perspiration beading behind the back of her neck.

She bent down again, obviously nervous. As she bent down, she could feel Miguel's eyes feasting on her nakedness. Staring hungrily at her. She was petrified to look up. Afraid of what she would see reflected in his eyes.

Miguel made no effort to hide his peeping. A quick glance at Constancia, who was standing with her arms crossed in front of her chest, confirmed that Nena would do anything she was told. Miguel felt dizzy. Giddy with sexual excitement. It had been years since he had seen such a magnificent pair of tits. So beautifully round and firm. He felt a stir in his loins.

Every time Nena said that she though she had the right bread, Constancia told her to check again, further humiliating her. Nena was overcome with anxiety and felt like she was going to faint. She bit her tongue to keep herself from crying.

Constancia casually glanced over at Miguel who was staring unashamed at Nena's exposed breasts. The bulge in his soiled overalls as obvious as a giraffe trying to hide among a group of tree stumps. After repeatedly having Nena recheck the bread, Constancia finally said, "Okay," I think your right. That is the right brand."

Nena stood up unsteadily, her legs, thighs and back sore from bending down repeatedly. She unconsciously stretched trying to relieve the chink in her back. Doing so, caused her full breasts to press hard against the thin material, making the nipples pop out.

Miguel stared hard and longingly at her, as she displayed her magnificent endowments. Nena looked up and saw Miguel's mouth hanging open like a broken cellar door, suddenly realizing how she was further contributing to the situation. She quickly stood up, crossing her arms across her breasts protectively. She stared down at the floor. Not sure what to do.

Miguel shifted his feet back and forth. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" he said, stuttering.

"Yes" Constancia replied, pointing over to the shoe rack, "Nena needs some new sandals. Right Nena?"

Nena looked at Constancia in horror. Don't you know I don't have any panties on? she wanted to scream. Nena glanced down at Constancia's purse. Her eyes began to water.

"Yes," Miguel replied, his lustful urges emboldening him. "Come right this way Nena, and let's see what we can do for you heh?" His grin caused Nena's body to break out in goose pimples. She quivered. Her frazzled nerves on anxiety overload.

As he led her to the rack, he made no effort to stop his staring. His eyes glued to her chest. He was not even making a slight attempt to show some finesse. He knew he didn't need to. Constancia followed close behind.

Miguel faced Nena, "We better measure your feet to make sure that we have the right size okay?" he said pleasantly.

Nena could only stare back at him numbly, aware that contradicting what he said would only continue this horror. Miguel sat Nena down on one of the stools that lined the wall. Nena stared at the opposite side of the store, petrified. She sat like a statue, hands clenched in her lap.

"Relax" Nena heard Constancia say. Put your hands at your sides. You're going to get some new shoes. You should be excited," Constanica choked back a mean chuckle.

Miguel took one of Nena's legs and pulled it forward. He couldn't believe how well proportioned and toned they were. He ran his hand down the well-defined calf, feeling the smooth softness. He felt her stiffen in response. Miguel's eyes traveled up her leg to the smoothness of her thigh, his eyes not being able to see beyond. He could feel his heart tripping in his chest like a jackhammer.

He slipped on one sandal and then took hold of her other leg. He felt his cock press hard against his pants. He looked up at Nena who sat impassively on the stool, her beautiful face betraying her fear and humiliation. He could see her trembling. He glanced down again at her sweet breasts. His breath caught. He licked his lips that had suddenly become very dry. He looked up again to the juncture of Nena's legs, and could make out what looked like pubic hair.

He felt like his stomach was in knots. He spread Nena's legs a little wider, wanting to see more. Nena whimpered, "Please Miguel, you know this isn't right. You've known me since I was a little girl. How can you do this...do this to me" her voice cracked and she began to sob.

Constancia walked to the door, sliding the curtain across the window, and turned the sign to Closed, not wanting to have anyone interrupt. Miguel spread Nena's legs a little wider, causing her dress to ride up higher on her firm thighs. Her legs were open enough so that he could see all the way to the hairy mound. He swallowed hard, his eyes roving up and down her pussy. The sweet pussy in front of him only a few short inches away.

Constancia walked up to them. She said to Nena, "Scoot up on the stool a little bit, so Miguel can fit your other shoe."

Nena continued to sob. She felt adrenaline flood into her stomach, making her feel sick. "Please Constancia, please...don't do this to me." Her face crinkled up as she broke down crying.

Constancia slowly reached down and slid her hands into Nena's top, getting a firm hold on the full globes. Nena gasped in surprise and shock as Constancia deliberately took hold of Nena's nipples and pulled her forward, causing the sensitive aureoles to pull with pain/pleasure. "Please come forward like I asked," Constancia hissed softly.

"Stop it Constancia, please...stop" Nena whimpered, her tears leaving thin streaks across her cheeks. As Constancia gently pulled, Nena had no choice but to move forward on the stool, her dress riding higher.

"There you go my little puta," she said letting go, her eyes bright. "Now don't you dare move." Nena sat immobile trying to detach herself from what was happening to her. She tried not to think of her nipples, which were still tingling from Constancia's pulling.

Nena's vagina was less the five inches away from Miguel. He was so overcome with excitement that he looked like he was in shock, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly.

Nena was eighteen and a woman at her physical prime. The slit of her cunt was ringed with a thick thatch of pubic hair that barely hid the thick vaginal lips. Her entire cunt bordered by her firm, velvety smooth thighs that contrasted nicely with the furry mound of her womanhood.

Miguel edged in closer. He reached up slowly with anticipation and parted the thick hair, his callused hands shaking. He could feel Nena's breathing quicken in fear. He followed the soft, slightly moist lips up to the top of her slit and gently pulled the hood up exposing her sensitive clitoris. He slowly bent down. Nena could see what he was about to do and could feel her stomach boiling over with bile.

She swallowed hard. Miguel slowly began to lick the little button. Jabbing at it with his tongue and then running it quickly up and down the slit of her cunt. Nena tried not to think about what he was doing to her as his tongue lapped eagerly at the stiff clitoris.

Nena cried out, "please stop...please," and attempted to close her firm legs together. Miguel reached between her legs and wedged his hands between the firm thighs, pushing them apart as his head came forward, the wet tongue finding the hole of Nena's cunt increasingly hot and moist. He buried his face in silky sweetness of her cunt, lapping it softly.

Constancia walked over behind Nena and put her hands under her blouse again. She quickly found the hard nubs and began to pull them slowly. "You like this. Don't you little puta?" she whispered in her ear cruelly.

Nena gasped "Why...why...do...God..."

Miguel put his finger into her deeply and began to slowly piston it in and out of her tight hole. Constancia gripped her nipples a little tighter and began to alternately pull and pinch them. Nena moaned.

She struggled to fight...off the feeling, but it was becoming impossible. As Miguel was eating Nena, he was also working off his overalls, desperate to see what it was going to be like to fuck such a beautiful girl.

His flabby stomach came into view as he worked off the rest of his clothes. Then his smallish cock which jutted out like a brown carrot. Nena suddenly grew aware that Miguel's face was not longer buried in her wet gash and opened her eyes. At that instant, Miguel's was poised in a half crotch, cock poised to the entrance of her vagina. She yelled out in a panic, "No, no, no, no..."

Constancia pulled at her nipples hard, causing her to gasp out loud. Miguel, grabbing her sides forcibly with his hands, plunged fully into her, her lubricated cunt engulfing his cock in its entirety. Nena tried to struggle, but was hampered by Constancia's hands behind her manipulating her breasts, causing her to lose her concentration. Nena struggled to free herself from her tormentors, but was not strong enough.

Her mind was going a mile a minute. She was panicking, realizing that Miguel had put his cock into her with no protection. Miguel was giddy. Scarcely believing that he, the smelliest and without doubt one of the ugliest men in the pueblo, was fucking this incredible looking eighteen-year-old girl. Crouching down, he was able to watch his hard penis appear and disappear into the wet folds of Nena hole. He became progressively more excited and increased the rate and tempo of his thrusting. Nena tried to get up but was forced back down by Constancia who pulled down on her nipples as she tried to get up. The pain/pleasure coursing through her breasts making her whimper. "Look" Nena said plaintively, "I'll let you...screw me...I won't fight you...but please Miguel...please pull out when you come!" She said the last words almost whimpering with fear.

He glanced up to see Nena looking at him with shame and humiliation, her eyes watery. Then he looked down to her big tits protruding out of her blouse, Constancia's little brown hands pulling and pinching the dark nipples, puffed out with unconscious arousal. Nena saw his face tighten two seconds before she felt the first wad shoot out into her. The sight of Constancia's fingers rolling, pinching, pulling those hard sweet nipples caused him to go over the edge.

He closed his eyes.

"NO! NO! NO! Pull OUT!" He heard the girl scream but it had been to long ...much too long since...since he had... Oh god... his thin member began to spout out what felt like an almost endless stream of warm sperm. He reached down and cupped his swollen balls, prolonging the pleasure releasing another stream of his spunk into the screaming girl's womb.