"Ain't you never shoved your hand up a chick's asshole?" Todd said. "What you been doing all your life, Myers, whacking off in a locked bathroom looking at yourself in a mirror?"
At that moment Coach Sterling returned to the locker room. Under his muscular arm he carried a human doll, a naked girl with limp arms and legs and a dangling blonde head. She looked unconscious – or dead.
The two boys looked up.
"So there she is!" said Todd. "Coach was hiding her back there in his office or someplace. How many more nymphos you got locked up around here, Coach?"
"What're you guys up to?" the coach said. "Ever shove your hand up a chick's asshole?" Todd said.
Sissy came alive and started to struggle.
CHAPTER NINE
As Sissy struggled in his arms, the coach felt his cock swelling and hardening. In seconds he had a full hard-on again. The struggling of the helpless girl excited him. Her fear excited him. She was so hot and naked and silky-soft in his embrace! He lifted her up in front of him and started biting her, biting her neck, her tits, her lips, nuzzling into her hairless armpits and licking the moisture, the honey-sweet girl-sweat out of them.
Sissy felt as if she were being devoured. Despite her struggling, she felt powerless in the hands of the coach. If he didn't eat her alive, he would shove his fist up her asshole and torture her. She let out pathetic whimpers, too weak to bawl. As her body quivered in the man's embrace, she felt trickles of warm fluid moving down her inner thighs. Whether it was cum or pussy-juice or her own piss, she couldn't tell. Her loins throbbed wildly inside, but whether from anxiety or sexual excitement, she wasn't sure either.
Still holding her in the air in front of him, the coach turned her around, bent her over, bent her torso against her legs and began to lick and suck her ass-crack, her pussy-cleft. He growled like a bear sticking his snout in a honeycomb. His huge cock throbbed inches from Sissy's nose, his purple cock-head swollen almost completely out of its foreskin. The cock smelled of her own curt, of her own asshole. Its veins were swollen like fat blue snakes. A thick, clear fluid oozed from his open piss-hole.
Suddenly there was a hand on Sissy's head.
"Suck it, cunt!" said Todd Norton. He forced Sissy's head down, stuffed the coach's cock into her mouth. "Taste good, cock-sucker? I'll bet it does!"
Sissy choked and the coach groaned. He gnawed on her succulent ass and pussy, at the same time grinding his cock in her throat. She gagged repeatedly, her spit running down the man's cock and dripping off his hairy balls.
"You look like you got hit in the face with a pie, Coach," said Todd Norton. "I didn't know you were such a pussy-eater!"
To Sissy's relief, the coach released her, letting her slide down his legs until she lay crumpled on the floor at his feet. She swallowed several times, trying to sooth her sore, overly stretched throat.
"You shouldn't be using your mouth on that dirty old thing, Coach," Todd said. He grabbed Sissy by the hair and dragged her up until she was on her hands and knees like Marilyn and Nada and had her head butted against the heads of the two older girls. She still had the leash around her neck, and Todd tied the free end of it around Marilyn's and Nada's neck.
The three girls had their three necks, their three heads tied together now. On their hands and knees, with their heads joined, together they resembled a propeller with three single blades coming off the center.
Todd wrapped a rope around each of Sissy's ankles, spread her legs a few feet apart so her cunt would be easily accessible, and secured each rope to something sturdy and immovable.
The three girls sniveled, but they'd ceased to struggle or beg. They realized that struggling and begging were not only useless, but disadvantageous as well. They would survive best, would suffer least, if they remained passive and accepting. They were helpless, and fighting the men, or begging for mercy, would only excite the men more.
Todd got up behind Sissy. Grabbing her hips, he easily rammed his cock up her asshole. Sissy gasped, arching her back.
"We're even now, Myers," Todd said, starting to slide his cock in Sissy's asshole. "I got her now." He slapped Sissy's ass. "You got a hot shitter, girl. I think I like it better than Marilyn's."
Marilyn clenched her teeth. She couldn't quite believe herself, but she resented Todd's statement. How could that moron prefer that wimpy freshman bitch to her! He had to be out of his mind!
Todd popped his cock out of Sissy. He reached between her legs.
"Niagara Falls!" he said. "This mink is a juicer!"
He rubbed his hand between Sissy's legs until it was dripping with her slick fuck-juices. Then he pushed his wet hand between her ass-cheeks and started to work a few fingers into her asshole.