Date: Thu, 26 Jun 2014 02:21:41 +0100 From: Rachael Babyface King Subject: Holly and Friends 7 and 8 Many apologies for the delay, work has had me swamped! I do hope you enjoy the latest instalment because this story has plenty more teenage sexy fun to come!! To begin this chapter, we are going to drift back to just 10 minutes before they arrived at Phil?s house...... Chapter 7 Ashleigh, Flic and Jack were waiting, hidden from view under the tree house. Ashleigh stared nervously at the time on her phone, they only had a few minutes before they were due to knock on Phil?s door and there was no sign of Holly. She had sent a message earlier and Holly had assured her that she would be there on time but panic was not a difficult emotion this morning. As she checked the time again, she unlocked her phone and was about to dial Holly?s number when Flic announced, 'She's here!' Despite the overwhelming thoughts of their impending fate, Ashleigh's first thoughts when she saw the tiny frame of her friend appear, was her strange attire. Holly always wore sexy, body hugging and flattering clothes but today, she wore old, faded and baggy shorts and a t-shirt that looked to have old paint splashes on it. Holly stopped by Jack and hugged him close. Flic moved in for a three way hug and Ash soon followed. Nothing was said for a few moments but Ashleigh couldn't ignore the obvious. 'Holly, what the fuck are you wearing?' The boys looked their smallest friend up and down. They had been too preoccupied to notice her clothes and despite the tension, they both laughed a little at the scruff who was stood in front of them. Holly took a deep breath, 'Why the fuck should I dress up for this prick? He is about to abuse us all so why should I look my best? I have clothes in my bag for after to help me feel less filthy!' Realising she had silenced them all, Holly fished her phone from her bag, 'Let me just text my Mum and we can go in and get this over with!' The boys nodded at Holly's comments, agreeing that she had a point. Ashleigh couldn't help but think that she was missing something. She dismissed it and waited for Holly to finish her text, then she kissed the blonde gently as the four teens walked to the side door. Phil answered the knock, wearing a dressing gown and silently directed them into the house. As they stood in the kitchen, Phil smiled an unnerving grin at them all and made his first edict of the day. `You two sluts, get naked and go in the kitchen and make me a breakfast and you two gay boys, go to my room, get naked and when I finish my breakfast, I expect to come upstairs and see you fucking!' Four jaws dropped and looked at each other. Phil looked at the complete lack of action. `Are you all deaf or should I start handing out beatings?' Holly and Ash scurried into the kitchen and as Holly put her bag on the side and stowed her phone, Ashleigh began to quickly remove her clothes. Phil entered the kitchen just twenty seconds after them and while Ash was removing her final item of clothing, Holly was stood by the door, fully clothed, still closing her bag. Phil roared at her, grabbed her arm and threw her across the kitchen floor. Holly stumbled and fell onto her back as she slid, narrowly missing a nasty crack on the head against the kitchen units. Phil stormed after her, completely ignoring Ashleigh and as he towered above Holly, he screamed at her to get up. Holly scrambled to her feet and Phil grabbed the front of her shirt, pushing her hard against the wall and moved his face to just millimetres from hers. She winced, a tear rolling down her cheek as Phil spat more venom into her face. 'Who the fuck are you to ignore me you little fucking whore? I told you to get naked with your slutty bitch of a friend and you decide to fuck around! Do you like I was joking you little cunt?' With her lips quivering, Holly shook her head. Ashleigh watched in horror, terrified of even breathing and she felt sick as Phil's face of evil turned to her. 'What the fuck are you looking at? I told you to make breakfast! Now do it while I teach this little tramp a lesson!' Without taking his eyes off Ashleigh, Phil's hand ripped down, hard and the old t-shirt was torn from Holly's tiny, trembling frame. He then turned to his victim and pulled a knife from the wooden block behind her. Holly sobbed and begged him to stop as he slid the big, cold steel blade down the front of her pants. The icy metal sliding across her skin and then in a swift lunge, the razor sharp blade sliced through her panties and shorts. The knife then slid up the other leg, scratching her skin as the tip appeared at the top. Another slice and the rags of her shorts fell to the floor. Holly didn't have a second to protest or defend herself as Phil spun her round and pushed her face down hard against the table and he spat hard at her exposed arse cheeks. His rough hand slapped at her rear end and then his fingers plunged directly into her dry arsehole. She screamed in pain as she felt him spit again on her hole as he added a third finger to his merciless finger fucking back there. While trying to cook the bacon and sausages left on the counter on autopilot, Ashleigh stole a glance at her friend and began to sob as she saw the agony that ripped across the blonde girl's normally exquisite features. Even Phil could see that this wasn't going to work too well and he reached for the bottle of Extra Virgin Olive Oil. He gave the 'Virgin' word a wry smile as he popped the cap and smothered the teen?s rosebud with a copious glug of the slimy oil. His hand slid into the stretching hole easier and with his free hand, he opened his dressing gown and shook it off his shoulders, his hard, monster of a cock aiming straight and true at his prize. Holly gave an audible sigh of relief as Phil's fingers exited her hole. It didn't last more than a few second though, as Phil rammed three quarters of his fat dick straight up her bum. The shock was so great, Holly didn't scream, instead she gave a guttural yelp and was clearly having difficulty in finding her breath. Phil acted like he didn't care if she had a heart attack with the shock, he just began ploughing the tiny teen beneath him and bottoming out his meat in only two thrusts. Holly begged him to stop, pleading with him, her arsehole stretched tight and on fire but this made him go even faster and harder, grabbing a huge handful of her gorgeous blonde hair making her cry even more. As the merciless rape continued behind her, hot oil spat at Ashleigh's breasts causing her to wince but her mind was wracked with guilt, this was only happening because of her stupid tree house and now her best friend was being brutally butt fucked by the monster next door. She stole another glance to see Phil pulling his cock out fully and then plunging it fully home inside Holly. As he pulled out, Ash could see Holly's arse gaping, wide open and the sight made her want to throw up and her anger wanted to get a cooking knife and plunge it into the bastard responsible. Fear kept her at the cooker despite the continually spitting of oil leaving tiny red marks all over her chest and belly. The relentless abuse of Holly seemed to last forever but as Ashleigh began to pull the bacon and sausages from the pan, laying them on slices of bread, Phil began to roar, speeding up his thrusts. Holly was almost silent and she jerked with each pounding like she was close to unconsciousness. Phil yelled out his orgasm and he held himself, buried to the hilt, burying his rapist's seed deep in Holly's bowel. As he shot his last, he slapped Holly's arse cheek hard and pulled out. Holly didn't move, laying inert, her battered hole gaping as Phil's come slowly trickled out. Phil swaggered to the breakfast counter, a smug grin across his evil face. He grabbed the sandwich and took a big bite and he turned to Ashleigh. 'You and that whore, upstairs in five minutes so you can watch me fuck your boyfriends! Then you will see the fourteen inch cunt stretcher that I am gonna use on you, Bitch!' As he left the room, Ashleigh turned to help her friend who she thought was either in shock or had fainted during her ordeal but to Ashleigh's surprise, as Phil left the room, Holly leapt from the table and ran for her bag. Ashleigh began to speak but Holly put a finger to her lips as she pulled a video camera from her bag. Holly handed the memory card from the camera to Ash and a piece of paper with some instructions. Ashleigh put her shorts and t-shirt on quickly, kissed Holly and silently exited the house. Holly tiptoed back into the kitchen and waited. As Phil entered his bedroom, the sight was beautiful. Two teenage boys on his bed, the taller one on all fours, his spiky blonde hair buried in the covers, arse up high as his shorter mate gently fucked him. Their hairless bodies glistened with a little sweat and both looked up with fear as he entered the room. 'Awww, how sweet!' Phil said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, 'The big guy taking the little guy's cock so nobody feels any pain!' Jack started to speak but Phil cut him off as He climbed on the bed. 'You don't speak to me, gay boys, you just do as you are told. Squirt, you carry on fucking this sweet arse while your bitch here sucks my cock clean of his pretty little girlfriend's shit. She won't be able to sit down for a week after the fucking I have just given her. And after you have sucked me clean, I should be nice and hard again and I am going to fuck the little gay boy! Show him what a real cock feels like!' Flic began to tremble. He carried on fucking Jack which, before Phil had come upstairs, had felt terrific but now, all he could think about was how big the girls had said Phil's cock was. Even half soft, it dwarfed his and Jack's tools. He watched as Phil began to pull Jack's head down onto his crotch and he felt tears well up as Jack began to gag on the prick which he could see was already growing. Even with the fear, Jack couldn't help thinking that under different circumstances, he would have loved to suck on a cock as big as this one being force fed to him, but as he thought about what this bastard had just done with it, he wanted to kill him. In reality though, he knew Phil could swat him like a fly! Jack breathed hard through his nose as Phil pushed his cock deep into Jack's throat which, added to the sharp, nasty flavour made it difficult not to vomit. He carried on, terrified of the animal in control. Flic watched in horror as the true size of Phil's cock became apparent. He felt his arse muscles clenching in anticipation and fear of what was to come and as Phil leered at him, he knew it was imminent and in just a few seconds, Phil slapped Jack across the face to remove him from his cock and he walked to the bedroom door to shout up the girls. 'Come on up whores! The show is about to start!' Phil waited for a response. Nothing. He yelled, 'FUCKING GET UP HERE NOW OR SOMEONE IS GOING TO REALLY GET HURT!' Phil walked over to the bed as he heard movement on the stairs. He grabbed a pot of cream from the bedside table and told Flic to get his 'Poxy little cock' out of Jack and to assume the position. He did as he was told, visibly shaking like a leaf and sobbing. Phil ignored any pleas for leniency as he smothered his steel hard cock with the cream and slapped some on Flic's rosebud. Flic gasped at the coldness and gritted his teeth as he felt the hot head begin to push against him and immediately pop past its first barrier. His own shock and yelp prevented him hearing the voice shout at the door. 'STOP THAT RIGHT NOW YOU DIRTY CUNT!' Phil, stunned by the interruption, froze. He and Jack turned to see the tiny, naked frame and tear stained face of Holly in the doorway. The anger on her face was clear, but the sheer fury on Phil's was greater. He pulled his cock from Flic and stomped across the room to Holly but before he reached her, she pulled a video camera from behind her back. Phil began to laugh. He was still going to punch her in a moment but this sight was just too much. 'Oh, does the pretty little girl want to video her friends being fucked?' He took the camera and threw it against the wall and it smashed into pieces. He snarled at Holly, 'Now it is time to smash the cheeky whore against the wall too!' Holly matched the venom in his voice, 'I've already made the film you stupid fucker! Where do you think Ashleigh is?' Holly was terrified that he would hit her anyway but then, her phone bleeped and she brought it to Phil's face. 'Open the message if you dare!' Phil snatched the phone from her and opened the new message. After a few short seconds, the video started with him ripping the flimsy t-shirt from Holly. Phil's colour drained and he tried to speak. Holly took control. 'Don't you fucking DARE speak to me, YOU JUST FUCKING RAPED ME!!!!!' Phil tried to speak again, 'But you ....' 'I what? I asked you to do it?' Holly interrupted, 'Would that be by text message to your phone? The one you left downstairs? Or was this because of the pictures you had of us on your computer, the one downstairs without a hard drive?' The colour drained from Phil's face and as Holly was about to lay on another verbal assault, she saw a foot swing round and kick him squarely on the jaw. Jack had been doing quite a bit of Karate over the years and the kick sent Phil reeling to the floor. As he lifted himself up, Jack expected a retaliation but Phil just raised a hand in defeat and the other to his nose which was now dripping with blood. 'OK, you win!' Phil said quietly, 'What do you want?' Holly thought for a moment before she spoke, 'WE haven't decided yet, but trust me, you WILL pay! Be here tomorrow night at 9pm. If you are not here or you try ANYTHING funny, the police get the video, so DON'T FUCK WITH US!' With that, Holly swung hard and slapped Phil clean across the cheek. The noise was so sharp, the two boys jumped. Holly turned and left the room with Phil watching the beautiful, perfect little cheeks which had taunted him for so long, walking away. Jack followed and as Flic stepped down from the bed, his arse sore from the brief invasion, he swung his foot round, clean into Phil's balls. Phil yelped like a scolded cat and grabbed Flic's leg and the anger had returned to his eyes. Flic knew the power of their situation and gave Phil a slap to the same cheek which was still stinging from Holly's assault. 'Get the fuck off me, you freak!' Phil relented, 'Just get out!' Flic spat at him as he left the room, pulling on his t-shirt as he left. All of the kids knew one thing. Holly had some answers to give them! Chapter 8 Ashleigh was waiting at the bottom of the tree house as Holly exited Phil's house. Jack and Flic came out together and as they all looked into each other's eyes, the only option was a group hug. Not a word was said, they just held each other for a few moments until Jack suggested that they go up to the house to talk. Everyone agreed and they climbed the ladder and perched themselves on cushions around the Den. Nobody seemed to want to say anything but all eyes were on Holly. Everyone realised that she had set this up somehow but couldn't see how or why. Ashleigh spoke first, 'OK Holly, I don't know what you did but it seems like you saved us all from what could have been much worse despite going through all that with that bastard. I think we all owe you a LOT of favours! But why? How?' Holly was clearly in a lot of discomfort so she explained about going round to see Phil after the incident in the hut. She didn't tell her friends that the sex with Phil was incredible but she saw the anal sex as the opportunity to trap him, especially with the whole rape role-play. She also explained how much she loved her friends, loved what they had had in the tree house and she couldn't bare them being hurt. At this point, her voice started to crack a little. Ashleigh went to comfort her but Holly was determined to finish, 'And if you guys let him ruin our tree house fun, it will have all been for nothing and I will never forgive you!' They all swarmed around Holly, holding her tight and kissing her. It had crossed everyone's mind that the Den fun could well be over but they all promised Holly that they would give it until the next weekend and they could resume where they had left off before Phil had tried to ruin it. That then brought the next question, what to do about Phil. They knew that they had to make his punishment fit the crime and everyone made suggestions but it was agreed that the girls would make the final decision, mainly because it was Holly who he had been the most brutal with and Ashleigh's tree house he had invaded. Holly said she would stay over at Ashleigh's and they would tell the boys the next day at school. All of them would deliver the news to Phil. After the decision was made, Holly went over to sit with Jack and Flic with Ash. Nobody said a word as the love between Jack and Holly was clear to all. Jack tried to comfort Holly and began to apologise for not being able to stop it. She put a finger to his lips and told him never to think that way again, there was nothing to forgive and nothing he could have done. He held her tighter and whispered, 'I love you' in her ear. She didn't reply. Holly just smiled and held him tighter. Today wasn't the day for that. An hour or so later, the teens decided it was time to head home. They all kissed before they left the tree house and sombrely made their way home. Holly's mum had agreed to let Holly stay over at Ashleigh's so the girls went up to the bedroom and Holly made straight for the shower. Her poor bum was still on fire and as she washed, she felt all of the puffy swelling and winced as she washed herself. She limped back into the bedroom and Ash offered to apply the cream. Holly let her but tears flowed from both girls as she did so. Holly cried from the hideous pain and Ashleigh because she felt so sorry, so useless and so guilty. When they both calmed down, Ash found a notepad and a pen and she wrote a single word at the top of the page and spun the book to Holly. Holly took hold of the pen and looked at the page. It read, 'Penalty!' The girls worked long and hard on their ideas but finally went to bed around 1am. The final document was tucked safely in Ashleigh's schoolbag and the girls were satisfied. Exhaustion took over as they spooned in the bed and they both slept well. The next morning, they set off for school early and the boys were waiting for them at the gates. Jack noticed Holly was walking very slowly and with a limp so he ran to her and helped her for the last hundred metres. Ashleigh pulled out the finished page and let the boys read through it. Both nodded their approval despite the fact that they just wanted to kill him, they accepted the final words as being theirs. They agreed then to meet at the Den that evening. As the four teens approached Phil's door at the appointed hour, the mood was of confidence but all four hearts were pounding with the adrenalin. The smugness was gone from Phil's face as he answered the door and he ushered them into the kitchen. No words were spoken as Holly threw the sheet in front of Phil. He took the paper and read carefully, anger building on his face. Penalty For the intrusion and secret filming on private property and the rape and physical assault of four thirteen year olds, you will choose one of the two penalties. 1. You will sell your house and move a minimum of 200 miles away. You will donate 20% of the proceeds of the sale to your victims. You will never set foot within 50 miles of this area. You will not attempt to contact any of the victims. If you abuse this agreement inside 10 years, the video will be released. 2. You will stay in your house. You will give your victims 50,000 pounds (between them). You will never speak to the victims every again. You will not date anyone under the age of 30. You will never breed. You will break your friendship with Ashleigh's father. If you break any of the rules inside 10 years, the video will be released. Release of the video with bring about charges of rape of a minor and carries a 25 year sentence so 10 years is reasonable. Your call. 'This is bullshit, you can't do this!' He blustered 'Oh we can!' Interrupted Holly, 'And we have! You just need to decide which option you want to go for!' With that, Jack pulled the sheet from his hands and flicked a lighter beneath it and flames quickly engulfed the thin piece of paper. The kids turned from Phil and made for the door. Flic called back over his shoulder, 'You have twenty four hours, dick head!' As the front door slammed shut, Phil sat down, put his head in his hands, knowing he was beaten. As Ashleigh got home from school the next night, she quickly took a photo on her phone and sent a Whatsapp message to the others. The photo was a 'For Sale' sign outside Phil's house. The nightmare was over! It had left a mark though. For one, all of the teens felt that the Den had been 'damaged' and they would all be looking over their shoulders from now on. Jack tried to put a positive spin on this a few days later by saying they had all been a little too lax when it came to the place, so maybe a little caution was good. The experience had also thrown Flic into significant confusion too. He had always enjoyed the bit of fun that he and Jack had experimented with but the events in Phil's bedroom had put his mind into turmoil. He had felt so right fucking Jack and he had expected Jack to fuck him too. When Phil had put his cock inside him, yes it hurt, yes he was scared, but he was also incredibly turned on. Despite Jack being his, very best friend, Flic didn't know what to do. He knew Jack was falling in love with Holly, well Jack had always been in love with Holly so Flic suddenly felt, very alone! Holly was the most messed up of them all. Two weeks ago she was your average, curious virgin but now, she felt like she was insatiable. She would never dare to admit that her primary reason for visiting Phil on that fateful day was to have his cock again. The fact that she used it to save her friends was secondary. The idea of the rape roleplay only became a trap at the last minute out of guilt. She wanted Phil to dominate her and she wanted to satisfy him. She didn't feel any guilt because he had gone too far and he had really hurt her and then went back on his word and was going to rape Flic's arse too. Her head hurt as she tried to fathom out what she had done, where she was going and at the back of her mind, she knew that her friends, however much she loved them, would not be able to scratch this itch which she carried. She knew she would have to be careful or she could ruin their friendships but she knew she needed more. The friends kept in touch over the next week by text messages and little chats at school. Talk of the Den and everything related to it seemed to be a taboo subject until Friday afternoon when Ashleigh sent a message to them all, suggesting a party and sleepover in the tree house that evening to chill and cheer everyone up a bit, sex optional! The message was perfectly timed and it broke the ice for them all and everyone quickly agreed. All parents agreed, happy for their kids to be out of their hair so the teens made the arrangements. Flic was to sort beer, Jack would sort snacks and the girls were to re-shave their pussies, just in case! The low mood had lifted immensely and Ashleigh had another plan to bring a twist to the party. At the bell for home-time, Ash went home as fast as she could, changed into a very sober looking outfit from her mum's wardrobe and went back into town. She only had one place to visit. The sex shop. Her heart was in her mouth as she browsed the shelves, three sets of eyes watching her as she looked around, those eyes growing wider as she selected her items. As she took her items the young woman at the desk, her heart sank as she recognised her as a girl who lived quite close. The assistant had known who Ash was, the moment she came in the door but said nothing, instead she just took the items, ran them through the till, smiled at Ashleigh and winked as she gave her the change, 'I hope you have fun with these!' she said softly and stroked Ashleigh's hand as she pulled away. Ashleigh blushed, thanked the girl and left. Had the girl just hit on her? Ashleigh thought about the girl constantly on the way home. She couldn't remember her name but she reminded her of a cross between herself and Holly, standing somewhere between their heights, petite body and boobs, curly blonde hair and really pretty. Ash knew the rules of the Den but she couldn't help imagining the girl joining them and she was sure that all of the group would enjoy her, despite her being five or six years older. Ashleigh smiled to herself, imagination was always a good thing. When she reached her house, Ash quickly put her mother's clothes back and went to the Den to hide her bag of toys. She instinctively checked all around the Den for cameras (as did all of the others when they arrived) and then tidied up, ready for later. Holly arrived early because the girls had agreed to shower at Ashleigh's. Holly decided to keep the Sex Shop girl thing a secret for now, they had enough on their plate at the moment from the last interloper. The girls hugged in Ashleigh's room and Holly suggested they shower together because Ashleigh's parents had just gone out and wouldn't be back for at least an hour. Ashleigh had missed the closeness over the last week so quickly agreed. The girls stripped and ran giggling to the bathroom. Ashleigh turned on the water and as she waited for it to warm up, she turned to her friend. They grinned silently at each other, a huge weight seemed to float away and they instinctively leant together to kiss. The electricity of it send tingles through their bodies and they came together in a passionate embrace, their instantly hard nipples crushed against the other sending further shockwaves of pleasure around them. Their hands caressed, their tongues darted, the passion was immediate. Holly spun her girl around and made her sit on the edge of the bath and quickly dropped between her knees. Ash didn't have time to draw a single breath as Holly's tongue buried itself inside her, already wet hole. Ash grabbed for support and Holly's tongue became a blur, flicking between her tight hole and her rapidly swelling clit and then a finger probed deeply to add to the delight. Ash grabbed Holly's hair with her free hand, pulling her deeper into her aching sex, barely able to speak, she groaned her pleasure to the empty house. Ashleigh could have stayed here for the rest of her life, the sensations were exquisite but her orgasm came far too quickly and she felt a gush of her own juices as her orgasm spread to every nerve ending in her body. Her legs clamped around Holly's head, pulling her even tighter to her body and then, as suddenly as this had happened, Ash went limp. She felt Holly come up from between her legs and locked their lips together, Ashleigh tasting her own sweet juices on Holly's lips and tongue. This only heightened the pleasure of her afterglow. Ashleigh tried to stand, wanting to return the favour but her legs were not playing ball. Holly giggled and helped her to her feet, 'It's OK baby, you can do me later, but you owe me a good one!' Ashleigh smiled as she thought about the carrier bag hidden in the Den, 'My darling Holly, it will be the best one yet!' The girls had a sensual shower, each soaping and caressing the other. They shaved their pussies to perfection and prepared for a lovely evening with the boys. Finally, they felt that a little normality had returned as they walked to the Den, happy and smiling.