THE INITIATION
Jill was cold, very cold. It had been almost two days since she had run away from home, and it had been over two days since she
had anything to eat! Miserable is how she felt, but not half as bad if she would have stayed in that fucking hell hole her mother
called a home! Her father, no make that step father, had been using her either for a punching bag or his own personal little “sex
toy”. She finally couldn’t take it anymore, and ran out of the house with just the clothes on her back. Now here she was, out on the
road, all alone, only eighteen years old, no money, and no prospects! “It can’t get any worse,” she thought, as she pulled her light
denim coat tighter around her neck. Craning back to see if a car was coming, she automatically stuck out her thumb when a big
sedan zoomed by. Brake lights!!!! It’s stopping!!!! The big black auto came to a stop about two hundred yards down the road and
slowly backed up to where Jill was standing. The passenger side window slid down and a deep voice asked if she needed a lift?
Without even answering, Jill opened the door and hopped in, sinking down in the deep leather bucket seat. She cautiously looked
over at the driver and was relieved to see it was a middle aged man in a business suit. He jabbed his open hand at Jill and offered,
“Hello there, my name’s Bill Dowd, glad to meet ya!” Jill, taking his hand and shaking it, replied in a small voice, “I’m Jill, thanks for
picking me up.” They rode along in silence for the next ten minutes until Bill asked her, “Where are you headed to, Jill?” “I don’t
really know,” she replied, “maybe Los Angeles.” “You got quite a trip in front of you missy,” Bill intoned, “where are you coming
from?” Jill really didn’t want to answer all these questions, but she continued on, “From Omaha.” “Well, I can take you as far as
Denver, but then I head north, and you wanna go west from there,” he said matter of factly. Jill didn’t answer, she just leaned back
in the seat and soon was sawing logs. She didn’t know how much time had gone by when a gentle shake of her shoulder brought
her back to life. “We’ll stop here and get something to eat,” said Bill, “you look like you could use a bite!” “That’s okay,” Jill replied,
“I’ll just wait here if it’s all right with you?” “Honey,” he said gently, “it’s on me, now come on and let’s eat!!!” She was famished,
and this good Samaritan was making her an offer she couldn’t refuse, so she hopped out of the car and joined Bill Doud for
supper.
Bill pointed the big Lincoln west on I-80, and the miles melted away like butter on hot pancakes. At ten o’clock that evening the
lights of Denver glowed in the far off distance. “Another half hour and we’ll be there,” announced Bill, while keeping his eyes glued
to the road. Exactly one half hour later Bill pulled into a truckstop-motel and said, “This is the end of the line, Jill, I don’t know what
you’re running away from, but I hope you find what you need in L.A.!” He reached into his pocket and pulled out five twenty dollar
bills and slid them across the seat to Jill and said, “You remind me of my daughter, use this for a motel room and a good breakfast
tomorrow morning, and please be careful of who you ride with, okay?” Tears filled Jill’s eyes as she stared gratefully at the older
man, and she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, “I will, Bill, and thanks for everything!” With that she was out
of the car and waving as the big Lincoln slowly pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the highway.
The next morning started out bright and sunny, and the warmth of the Colorado spring air felt good on Jill’s skin. On the western
edge of Denver she was trying to thumb a ride but was having not luck. Around noon she dropped in on a greasy spoon for a
burger to stop the hunger pangs that were growling in her stomach. The dump was nearly deserted, except for two rough looking
characters seated at the far end of the lunch counter. Jill ordered her meal and lit a cigarette, while waiting for her food to be
delivered. One of the guys at the end of the counter noticed her and leaned over and said something to his buddy, which must
have been funny, because they both ended up laughing their guts out. They finished eating and were walking past her, when the
bigger of the two stopped and asked her, “You on the road, baby?” Trying to act tough, Jill blew a cloud of smoke in his face and
retorted, “What’s it to you anyway!?!” The big burly man eyed her with a quizzical smile and replied, “Well, I just thought you might
need a lift, but if you’re gonna act like a little cunt, I don’t give fuck!” He turned an started out the door, when Jill called out, “I’m
going to L.A., and yeah, I could use a ride!” He turned back to her, and said, “We’re leaving in five minutes, so if ya wanna come
along, be ready to go, cuz we won’t wait!” Jill ate her sandwich in four big bites, guzzled down her Dr. Pepper, and was out of the
door in a flash. The two men had hopped on big Harley Davidson choppers and were just firing them up. The big guy motioned to
her with a nod, and Jill slid her leg over the rear wheel and settled onto the thick saddle. The scruffy rider leaned his head over his
shoulder and said, I’m Duke, and this is Cletus, glad to meet ya.” Jill nodded at Cletus and yelled over the rumble of the big Harleys
that her name was Jill. Duke dropped the big bike into gear and together they roared onto the highway, leaving a trail of dust and
flying pebbles in their wake. “Finally,” she thought, “I’m on my way to California!!!” Well, as she was soon to find out, not exactly!!!
About eighty miles west of Denver Duke and Cletus exited the interstate and were soon traveling on a blacktop road deep into a
mountain pass. Jill asked several times where they were going, but Duke either didn’t hear, or was ignoring her. A little ball began
to tighten up in Jill stomach, that gnawing feeling you get when something doesn’t feel right, and the ball tightened a little more
when the two bikes made a turn onto an unused dirt road. Ten more minutes of bumpy riding, and a make shift camp of tents and
lean-tos came into view. There must have been twenty other choppers parked in a row along the road, and a score of dirty bearded
men and their women were sitting around campfires cooking supper. Several men came over to meet Duke and Cletus when they
got off their bikes, and it was apparent right away that they showed a lot more interest in Jill than she wanted them to! One of them
asked, “Who’s the new whore?!?” “Oh her,” Duke answered with a nod of his head, “I picked her up at a slop house back in
Denver, since Grace left, I’ve been lookin’ for a new bitch, and it looks like I found her!” Duke had turned to look at her when he said
“and it looks like I found her”, and she knew right away that he had said it for her benefit. He grabbed her roughly by the arm and
half dragged her over to one of the tents set up in the rear of the camp and threw her inside. She started to protest, but she was
knocked to the ground by the back of Duke’s huge hand. Her head was spinning from the force of the blow, and she could taste
blood coming from a cut on the inside corner of her mouth. Duke was on top of her in a hot second, ripping a tearing her clothes
from her body. Jill was not a large person, and Duke easily overpowered her even though he was using only one hand. His other
hand, was busy sliding down his Levi’s, exposing a turgid erection with a large purple head. This was a pure and simple rape, but
Jill was helpless to do anything about it. Out of the corner of her eye she could see several of Duke’s buddies and their women
watching the older man enter her small tight vagina. She let out a scream when he drove his sex piston deep into her unlubricated
cunt, but he couldn’t have cared less, and continued his onslaught on her now bleeding hole. The only good thing about it, was
that Duke didn’t have much stamina, and he blew his load rather quickly. Jil though it was all over, but unfortunately for her, it was
just the beginning, as Duke was quickly replaced by another biker who slammed his stumpy pecker into her pussy until he had
blow his load! Jill wasn’t sure how many men fucked her that afternoon, but she remained conscious through the whole ordeal,
once getting physically ill while getting fucked by a particularly smelly biker! When it was finally over, Jill heard Duke say to one of
the women standing in the tent door, “Clean her up and get her ready for tonight, I’m gonna get something to eat!” Jill started to
pass out, the only thing on her mind being, “What happens tonight!?!”
A tough looking woman who called herself Carla, sat down next to Jill and carefully dabbed her face with a warm wash cloth. Jill
could still feel the sting from the slap across her face, but other than that she didn’t feel to badly. In a soft barely audible voice, Jill
asked Carla, “What is going to happen to me tonight?” Carla continued bathing the frightened girl and answered, “The second half
of you initiation.” Jill looked searchingly into Carla’s eyes and pressed further, “Am I going to be raped again?” “No,” Carla
answered, “you’re not going to be raped!” “Then what,” Jill begged?!?” Carla looked at her friend Kim who was sitting next to her,
and then turned back to Jill and said, “Let us show you what you must do tonight!” Carla leaned over and kissed Jill full on the lips,
while Kim got down between Jill’s legs and slowly began tonguing her pussy. Jill, at first repulsed by the lesbian aspects of what
was happening to her, soon found herself grinding her pussy into Kim’s hungry mouth. Carla pulled away for jus a second to ask
Jill, “How old are you honey?” “I’m eighteen,” Jill answered, while reaching up to pull Carla’s mouth back to hers. When Kim heard
Jill say that she was only eighteen, her own cunt began leaking profusely, excited at the prospect of having such a young slut to
feed on! Jill’s vagina, still sore from the gang bang she had endured less than an hour before, was being soothed by the gentle if
not relentless licking from the biker bitch Kim. Jill had large breasts for a girl her age, and Carla left the warm wetness of her mouth,
and began sucking fervently on Jill’s pointy nipples. The mixture of pain, tit sucking, and cunt lapping finally took its toll, and Jill
had a very hard orgasm in Kim’s warm mouth. It was the first oral sex climax she had ever had, and its intensity stunned her! Both
women kept their mouths attached to the young slut, only now they merely nuzzled and kissed her shell shocked sex organs.
Tired and sore, Jill fell into a deep if not fitful sleep, with both Kim and Carla still licking and sucking on her tits and vagina.
It was dark outside when Jill awakened from her slumber. She found that she was totally naked, and her body had been rubbed
with perfume scented oil. Duke appeared at the tent door and ordered her to follow him, using a tone of voice that let her know that
it would not be a good idea to disobey him. She followed him out of the tent, the cool night air causing her nipples to harden and
stand tall on her buxom chest. She was greeted by hoots and catcalls from the biker clan, both male and female alike. Three other
naked biker bitches waited for her by the fire, dancing to the beat of hard rock music that blared out of a battery powered boom
box. Each of the women had several tattoos on her body, one with the name of her old man, and the other her bitch nickname. Jill
also noticed that each of the bitches had a small brand in the shape of a skull and cross bones on her right buttock. There in the
fire was a hot branding iron that Jill assumed would be used on her in the very near future! Duke threw her on a large blanket next
to the flames and told the three nude women to go at it. The next thing Jill knew she was entangled in a mass of naked female flesh,
with mouths biting, nipping and sucking at all of her openings. What Jill had experienced earlier that day in the tent occurred again
in front of forty spectators, she had a huge orgasm, this time harder than the one before. She screamed in ecstasy while the three
biker bitches had their way with her, sucking her ripe young vagina until her little clit was sticking out erect through her light
blonde pubic hair. When she felt completely satiated, a mound of fur settled over her mouth, and a tart salty taste touched her lips.
A very wet cunt was pressing down on her face, smearing its hot juices all over her cheeks. Jill gagged for a moment, unable to
catch her breath while the big cunt covered both her mouth and nose at the same time. Riding Jill’s face, the big pussied bitch
finally situated her clit right over Jill’s tongue, and then with a fervent pressure indicated where she wanted Jill to suck. Other
hands began playing with her own pussy, and soon the tight feeling in her dripping cunt returned in earnest. Jill had had her share
of orgasms, usually self induced, but her young body was like a sexual race car, capable of so much more than a normal woman. It
was very apparent that this little bitch was becoming addicted to the feel of shattering climaxes in her high strung pussy, so she
was a little surprised when she felt a huge cock entering her cunt and this time she accepted it with ardor! She found out later that
it was Duke who was fucking her in front of the entire clan, his big cock plowing in and out of her now wide open vagina, while the
bitch riding Jill’s face was having orgasm after orgasm courtesy of Jill’s wandering tongue. Jill’s cunt muscle contracted around
the thick meat in her pussy, driving both she and Duke over the orgasmic edge! Both of them roared, Duke out loud, and Jill into
open cunt of the woman riding her drooling mouth!
After several moments of recuperation, Duke announced it was time for the final initiation. The three naked women held Jill down,
with her ass high in the air. Duke pulled out the red hot branding iron and held it high in the air for all to see, it red glow bright in the
dark night air. With one movement he held the iron on Jill’s right ass cheek, the sizzle of burning flesh be drowned out by her
painful scream. Salve was quickly applied to the branded area, and loud clapping of hands welcomed the new bitch into the fold.
When Jill stood up, she naturally gravitated to Duke, her new old man. Her ass burned like the devil, but she was actually happy,
because she had found a new home!
THE END
