Property of Devil’s Outlaws (Part 4)

Chapter 5: Hannah vs. 100+ Outlaws

Hannah did not know what time she fell asleep, but she did know that despite her fatigue it took her at least a few hours. She cried the entire time too. She kept waiting for Tank or one of the other bikers to come in and rape her some more, but it never happened. Eventually she somehow was able to fall asleep, and she dreamed of simple pleasures like being back at home with friends and family throughout the night.
“Wakey wakey slut!” Tank exclaimed, slapping Hannah in the face hard and waking up the weary Asian.
“No! Please no more! Please just let me go!” Hannah started begging, as the awfulness of her situation instantly set in.
“Boy do we got a fun day planned for you,” the cruel biker declared in excitement. “Well, fun for us Outlaws anyway, I’m not so sure about you. Its Saturday bitch, that means pretty much the whole gang is gonna be around to use you. I guess word about you spread real fast, it sounds like every single Outlaw is anxious to fuck your tight little holes. I sure hope Big Joe comes by today, I wanna see how well you can handle his cock.”
“Please stop this, I’m begging you so much,” Hannah pleaded desperately. “I’ll give you whatever you want, anything you want I swear.”
“What did I say about calling yourself ‘I’?” Tank asked, as he unlocked Hannah’s wrist and ankle from the bed.
“I’m—this slut is sorry, just please…let this slut go, please sir,” Hannah replied.
Tank finished untying the petite Asian and then yanked her off the bed and over to the dinner table. Waiting for Hannah there was another plate of leftovers from last night, along with a glass of water and a dirty fork. Tank forced her to sit down at the table and begin eating, and as she did so Hannah noticed that there were about seven or eight other bikers scattered throughout the room waiting for her. She felt the knot in her stomach as she realized she was about to be raped again in just a little while.
“Eat up whore, you’re gonna need all the energy you can get, today is gonna be real long for you,” Tank advised the Asian girl.
Hannah picked up the fork and reluctantly began eating the scraps from the plate. Even though the food tasted horrible, she barely noticed. The only thing she could think about was what kind of sadistic things the gang had planned for her. Whatever it was, she figured it could not be as bad as yesterday, when she’d been raped close to 50 times and swallowed more than a dozen loads of cum.
“Put these on slut,” Tank said, tossing a pair of 6” stripper heels at Hannah’s feet when she was done eating.
Hannah bent down and attached the stilettos to her feet. They were so trashy looking with their clear, plastic heels and black leather straps that wrapped around her ankles. When she was finished putting them on Tank grabbed her and dragged her over to a stool near the wall. Welded onto the stool was a massive 9” steel dildo. As soon as Hannah saw it she started crying.
“Your pussy is gonna be doing a lot of work today whore, so we’re gonna give you a little time to loosen it up a little bit,” Tank declared. “Start fucking that thing right now, and look at us while you do it. Let’s go bitch, get that cock inside your dirty little cunt.”
Hannah let out a bleat of despair as she stood over the dildo and turned around so that she was facing the entire room of bikers. She squatted over the steel cock and positioned herself so that it was lined up with her incredibly sore pussy. Hannah cried in pain as she spread her pussy lips and slowly lowered herself onto the huge shaft. Her pussy ached so badly from the previous night and each inch of the dildo that penetrated her was unbearable.
“All the way down whore, get it all in there,” Tank ordered, stroking his cock as he watched the little Asian skewer herself.
Hannah was crying in humiliation and pain as she squatted down on the dildo until it was completely buried inside her snatch. The feeling of all 9” of it inside her was extremely unpleasant. She was so drained from last night and her legs were quivering as she struggled to maintain her balance.
“Let’s go bitch, start fucking it, and don’t stop until I say so,” Tank commanded.
Hannah sighed wretchedly but obediently started fucking the huge shaft. She used her long, slender legs to piston her cunt up and down the dildo. A couple of minutes passed as she gently pumped her body along the steel cock.
“Harder slut, fuck it hard, and go all the way down it like a good little whore,” Tank instructed.
Hannah watched the man pick up the steel cane from a table and instantly began fucking the dildo more zealously. Her thrusts were also much longer as she repeatedly pushed her body up until just the tip of the steel cock was inside her snatch before drilling the entire thing back into her pussy. Hannah groaned in pain each time she was forced to stuff the dildo into her aching sex. She could feel herself blushing in total shame as the bikers all leered at her outstretched pussy.
“Rub your tits together slut,” Tank commanded, smiling at the Asian while he massaged his cock. “And keep fucking that dildo bitch.”
Hannah moved her hands onto her breasts and began gently squeezing and pressing them together. They were still extremely sensitive and inflamed from the canings and even touching them was painful. Nevertheless, she wisely kneaded the small mounds of flesh in her hands while she propelled her cunt up and down the steel dildo. After more than ten minutes passed by, her body was glistening with sweat and her legs were getting extremely exhausted.
“Please! This slut is tired! Please let me—let this slut stop!” Hannah implored the men.
“Shut the fuck up whore, and keep fucking that cock, I know you love it,” Tank replied angrily.
The heartless Outlaw forced Hannah to fuck the dildo for 10-15 more minutes, and by the time he finally told her to stop Hannah was completely drained. Her body was soaked in sweat and she could hardly feel her weary legs anymore. Tears of awful sadness streaked her cheeks as Tank grabbed the Asian’s hair and yanked her off the stool.
“Please stop!” Hannah begged, as the huge Outlaw marched her over to the bed and forced her to lie on her back atop it.
With help from another biker, Tank proceeded to tie Hannah to the bed spread-eagle. In just a couple minutes she was securely strapped down, with her wrists and ankles fastened to the four bed posts and her defenseless pussy right at the side of the mattress. Her legs had been spread so excruciatingly wide that they were in a complete splits position and perfectly in line with the edge of the bed. Hannah whined in discomfort and desperately begged the men to untie her.
“Let’s hurry this up fellas,” Tank declared, as he glanced down at his watch. “We only got about an hour and a half.”
“No!!! Please!! Please don’t!!” Hannah screamed, tugging at her bonds as she watched Tank strip down and move towards her.
Tank grinned with delight as he stood before the squirming, terrified Asian and lined his cock up with her vagina. He drove viciously forward and rammed his large penis deep into Hannah’s aching pussy. Within seconds he was pounding into the Asian maniacally, ignoring her screams for mercy as he fucked her like a complete psycho.
“Aaaaaaiiieeeee!!! Pleeeeeaaaassseee!!” Hannah wailed, trying with all of her might to break out of the ropes that held her.
“God how the fuck are you still so tight?!” Tank exclaimed, grabbing Hannah’s breasts and crushing them in his hands while he furiously raped her.
Hannah screamed in agony and squirmed around in her bonds, but she was completely powerless to stop Tank from pounding her as hard as he wanted. Her arms and legs were tied down as wide and as firmly as possible, so all she could do was wait and try to absorb the excruciating fucking. It took nearly ten minutes but he eventually did cum. Hannah hardly cared anymore as he plunged his huge shaft into her pussy and began flooding it with his seed.
“Thanks whore,” Tank said, as he removed his cock from Hannah’s gaping vagina and left her sobbing on the mattress.
“Noooooooo!!!” Hannah shrieked, shuddering in terror as another biker appeared before her with his bulging cock in his hand.
Despite her piercing screams and desperate pleas the giant Outlaw proceeded to fuck Hannah’s pretty little cunt. When he was finished he was immediately replaced by another one of the bikers. On and on it went for nearly 1.5 hours as all nine men in the room violently raped Hannah and spewed their loads into her bruised, gaping vagina. When they were finished she was quickly untied and given a few minutes to shower.
“Put this on slut, hurry up we don’t have time,” Tank commanded, throwing a handful of clothing to Hannah as soon as she was dragged out of the bathroom.
Hannah picked up the clothes and stared at them incredulously. The outfit consisted of a skimpy black leather bra, the same 6” stilettos she’d worn earlier, and a pair of daisy dukes that had been sheared down to nothing more than a denim g-string. When she slipped the garments on Hannah felt her face burning in humiliation, and could feel the smiles of approval from all the bikers in the room.
“Let’s go bitch, you got a super busy day,” Tank stated, as he motioned to a few of the Outlaws before exiting the room.
Two bikers seized Hannah’s arms and led her out of the bar and into the parking lot. She was forced onto Tank’s chopper as usual and together the men peeled out onto the main road. Hannah knew how utterly ridiculous she must have looked, dressed like a complete slut and riding with a bunch of massive, angry bikers. Yet each person that passed by hardly gave her a second look, and it seemed like they were not one bit surprised at the sight of her and the Outlaws. It wasn’t until they drove past a police car on the side of the road with the word “sheriff” on its side that Hannah realized just how hopeless her nightmare was. To her complete dismay and horror, the law enforcement officer in the car simply smiled and nodded in Tank’s direction as soon as he saw him and the other bikers.
They drove for about 20 minutes before they turned off the road and into the parking lot of an old, abandoned warehouse. Hannah felt the huge lump in her throat as she looked around at the many, many bikes littered all around the building. There must have been 70-80 motorcycles, not including Tank and the others who had just pulled in. As soon as he parked his own chopper and began dragging Hannah toward the warehouse, she could hear the raucous laughter of countless Outlaws inside.
They entered the dilapidated structure from the side through a sliding gate, and were instantly greeted with a deafening cheer of excitement. Hannah felt her knees buckle as she stared in wide-eyed horror at the sea of bikers packed inside the warehouse. They were all gazing at her lustfully and she knew how much the image of her—and especially her outfit—was turning them on. She whimpered miserably as many of them reached out and groped her while Tank led her toward the center of the building.
“I hope you’re ready cunt,” the biker whispered into Hannah’s ear. “You’re about to get fucked by more guys than you can imagine.”
Hannah felt the heaviness in her chest and the tears already forming in her eyes as she stared at the ominous setting in the middle of the warehouse. It was clear that the gang had taken quite some time preparing for her arrival. There were several ominous fucking stations for Hannah: A versatile rack capable of tying her into almost any position imaginable, a metal suspension machine, and a stockade like those from the medieval times. All the furniture was placed together, and positioned around them on each side were several expensive, high quality video recorders.
“Well boys, I hope you’re all ready to fuck some tight little Asian holes!” Tank shouted out loud, as the entire gang of men gathered around him and Hannah.