Does Kelly put up a fight?

she doesn't get the chance

Never in her privileged, pampered upbringing had she felt quite so exposed.

Her kidnappers - for that described them accurately - stared appreciatively at Kelly's pert breasts, long shapely thighs, and delicate round bottom. She squirmed with embarrassment under their bold gaze; she knew she had a good body, which she had used a number of times to gain influence at school or with men in certain situations, but now she was no longer in control; her cheeks inflamed by the powerful slaps that had began falling on her tight ass cheeks. One of the big men stepped forward and grasped her wrists; the other snapped a pair of handcuffs on them. Gripping her hands firmly, they drew them up to a bar above her head, where they were attached to a metal loop.

Her breasts were uncovered as the straps of her slingshot bikini parted; as were her pussy and bottom when her panties were pulled even tighter over her now soaking pussy. Her pale buttocks had a satiny sheen in the dim light; her flat stomach descended to plump labia. She was fit, tight, young and at the moment, completely vulnerable.

Nearly naked and pinioned, Kelly squealed with embarrassment as the men stepped forward and began to probe and fondle her, pushing their hands between her soft thighs and into the cleft of her buttocks. A wet tongue licked her delicate ear; a firm, strong hand pushed boldly into her soft mouth and seized upon her tongue. Exposed as she was, she did not dare essay a defensive bite. Yet sharp teeth nipped hard at her earlobes, then at each nipple, driving a scream from her Behind, another mouth fastened onto the curve of her soft buttock and bit down, producing another shriek of pain. The other cheek received similar treatment. Her vagina was spread and her prominent clitoris gripped tightly between the sharp pull of the metallic suit straps biting into her aroused clit. She recoiled as fingers pushed into her vagina and manipulated her; when she pulled away, two fingers entered her narrow rectum deeply.

Writhing and wriggling, she rose onto her tiptoes but the intrusions followed and were thrust deeper still. She cried out as her most secret parts were ravished. As the remorseless fingers worked inside both of her lower orifices; creating a flood of liquid noises, she began a keening, moaning outcry at her tormentors' invasive digits. The men played with her at will; despite her appalled, squirming resistance, their skilled fingers in her pussy and anus began to provoke a sensual response, which escalated to an unmistakable orgasm. Chagrined beyond belief, the girl slumped in her bonds, and vainly tried to hide her face from the triumphant stares of her captors.

Gathering herself with an effort, she looked about her. Her well shaped body was slick with sweat; her labia glistened with liquid. To her horror she felt the bottom of her suit being unfastened and the fabric pulled away she then felt a metallic click at each ankle; her legs were drawn apart and fastened to the sides. She stood in bondage, her arms high above her head, her legs drawn apart so that her pussy lips were parted and between her shapely round buttocks the small bud of her anal opening - now glistening and gaping very slightly from the penetrating fingers - could be seen. The room was silent except for her gasping. She was stripped bare, completely helpless; every tender part of her arrogant, upper class body was open to her captors. The final humiliation came as her shinny slingshot bikini was wadded up and shoved into her mouth effectively gagging any noise or resistance from her

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