Play along until Sam (hopefully) wakes up.

The man took his pants completely off and stepped closer toward Elizabeth.

"Suck it bitch!" he commanded. Elizabeth looked at his filthy cock and wanted to puke. It was big, nasty, and smelled horrible. Squinting her face, she moved forward and took him into her mouth. The sweat was **** to her tongue, but she managed to take in half of his length. She closed her eyes, unable to look at the mound of matted black pubic hair that seemed to be coming closer and closer to her face.

The other two men had removed their clothes and had dropped down onto the blanket beside her. It was at this point that she became incredibly uncomfortable. Maybe it was the adrenaline wearing off, but when their hands began to explore her body she began to feel sick.

It started with the mustached guy fondling her breasts outside of her shirt. He groped her hard, carelessly kneading her breasts. Her nipples became rigid from the mauling, but it wasn't a pleasurable response.

The dirty man that had been wearing overalls plopped his grotesque body behind her and squeezed her ass. His calloused hands felt rough against her smooth cheeks and it became worse when he spread them.

The bald man pulled his cock out of her mouth and slapped her face with the head. It stung and made her cheeks raw and wet. She didn't fight back or show any emotion. She let them have their way.

Before the bald man shoved his cock back in her gullet, she was able to get a quick glance at Sam. He was slowly rising off the ground, but still appeared to be dazed. Just a few more minutes and maybe he'd be on his feet.

Once baldy returned to her mouth, the larger man tugged at her thong. He pulled at the slinky garment like a feral animal, tearing it off with the remains of her skirt.

She grew more terrified when the sound of ripping fabric silenced the sounds of the woods. The man that caught her earlier was using a utility knife to split her blouse from the front. She squirmed as the knife sliced through the light fabric.

"You come close to my cock and I'll kill you," said baldy.

"I ought to cut your dick off and feed it to her," said the mustached man laughing.

He reached her neckline and flicked the knife in a violent way that tore the flimsy shirt in two. The chill of the night air was unwelcome. Her pert nipples were hard enough without the cold.

Elizabeth remained on her knees, nude from the waist down and a white bra on top. She knew it was coming next. Thankfully, the large man behind her unhooked the bra and the mustached man yanked it down. He immediately touched the firm flesh. The man behind her slid his hands over her belly and wandered lower.

The cock in her mouth was being pushed further and further into her throat. It made her gag at one point, but she managed to recover.

"How is she?" asked the fat man behind her. His grubby hands were rubbing against the lips of her sex, but he wasn't penetrating her..yet.

"She's not the best cock sucker, but she's still young. With a little practice, she could drain my balls within seconds."

Was this meant as a compliment? Why did Elizabeth care?

"Alright," the big man said. "My turn."

Baldy pulled out and rubbed the saliva dripping from the end of his cock in Elizabeth's hair. The fat man took his place.

Elizabeth didn't think the fat man had bathed in days. He smelled way worse than baldy and had trouble positioning himself in front of Elizabeth. He lifted his gut and she looked in the direction of Sam. He was sitting up and looking around. Thank god!

The big man stepped forward and rested his flab on her forehead. He pressed into her, forcing his cock into her mouth. He was much smaller than the other guy, but his cock tasted worse. He violently pushed into her, jabbing his cock in and out of her mouth.

The mustached man slid himself under her and she was frightened. She'd never had sex before. The guy laid under beneath her and pulled at her right hip. She went stiff and wouldn't budge.

"Putting up a fight now?" he asked. "You know you want to go for a ride."

She couldn't respond with the small cock being rammed between her lips.

"Grab her other leg," he told the bald guy. He mercifully pulled on her thigh, touching a pressure point that **** her to spread her legs. The mustached man gave her other thigh the same treatment, causing her to sit on his cock. He wasn't inside, but she could feel the warmth of his cock sliding up her pubic hair and against her belly.

"Don't.." she muttered with the cock still in her mouth. She could feel him moving underneath her, his hand trying to shift his cock into her hole. Elizabeth was in a panic. She looked at Sam and he was standing and...watching her. Why wasn't he doing anything?

She felt him thrust deep inside her. She spit out the cock in her mouth and screamed. Tears poured from her eyes as the man drove himself deeper into her virgin womb. She braced herself on the fat man's arms as the the man beneath her slammed against her.

"Damn your pussy is tight!" yelled the man. He was forcing her to ride him backwards and the fat man was not showing remorse. He took his little cock and pushed it full **** into her throat. Her nose was pressed into his fat and she gagged, coughing and spitting from the corners of her mouth.

The bald man was watching from the edge of the blanket. He touched himself with one hand and smoked a cigarette with the other.

Sam was still standing there, but Elizabeth noticed something awful; there was a bulge in his pants. He was getting off to watching these men have there way with her.

Elizabeth was jolted up and down, the cock painfully stretching her.