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My Rural Life - Chapter 12: Redneck Comeuppance
That week was pretty uneventful. I didn't fuck Bill while his ass recuperated but I did continue to blow Roy. I just couldn't resist that Mexican uncut cock of his. Thursday night I was at Bill's and of all people Dave called. He wanted to know if his "bitch" had recovered and that he wanted to come by and examine Bill's ass to be sure. He clearly wanted another fuck. Bill, thinking fast, agreed. Dave would be there in 10 minutes. I couldn't believe he invited him over, but then he explained that this was our chance to get some revenge; Dave didn't know I was there. So we put a hasty plan together. I would hide in the closet like before and right before Dave penetrated Bill, I would come out and we would overpower him. We didn't have time to plan much after that because there was a knock at the door.
I ran to the bedroom closet and Bill headed to the door. I could hear a few exchanges between them. Dave seemed to be extra cocky, Bill played the coy, submissive part convincingly. Soon they were coming into the bedroom. Dave was undoing his belt buckle and his pants saying, "Fuck man, I couldn't believe how you took all them dude's dicks. It made me so horny just watchin' you Bill. And that other fucker, Mark, man, he sure knew how to lip lock a man's cock."
Bill had stepped out of his jeans and turning naked to face Dave he said, "Yeah man. I don't know what happened. It was like I passed out or something." Dave was too horny and busy getting his junk out of his boxers to notice Bill's tensed muscles, clenched fists and rising cock.
"Man, I'm fucking hard now thinking about it dude. You were really a slut for all that biker cock." Dave said as he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his knees, grabbed the bottom of his sleeveless t-shirt and raised it up over his head exposing his hairy tattooed chest. When the shirt cleared his head he looked at Bill and then there was lightening. Bill punched Dave once right in the jaw with a right hook. Dave collapsed into the corner instantly like a rag doll. "I ain't no one's bitch, Bitch!" Bill spat at the unconscious man. The whole thing was sudden and over in a heartbeat.
"Shit Bill," I said amazed at the power and speed of the punch. "I guess you didn't need me at all." I said as I came out of the closet and approached the unconscious redneck. Bill's cock was rock hard and pulsing with his rapid heart rate.
"One I can take, but when the fucker's gang up no one has a real chance." He explained very casually. He seemed to get off on the violence or maybe it was just the revenge. Bill reached down to pick up the half-naked redneck. "Help me get him on the bed."
Still unconscious from the single punch, we positioned Dave on his stomach. His hairy ass was facing both of us. "Fuck `em." Bill said.
"Yeah? You really want me too Bill? Because I will." I claimed, my cock already rising to full mast at the thought of taking his virgin ass.
"Yeah! Fuck him hard and do it dry. I'll make sure he doesn't get up. The fucker deserves it." Bill said through clenched teeth. His breathing was short and his cock was still hard. He was clearly as excited about this whole thing as I was.
"Alright man. Hold him down cause I think he's going to wake up once I start poking that virgin shitter of his." I said, grabbing my cock by the base and getting behind the unconscious redneck. I used my left hand to spread his ass cheeks apart slightly, leaned forward placed my cock in alignment with where his hole would be. "Here goes." I said and I pushed forward. "What the fuck? What's this?" I said in confusion. My dick encountered something blocking my path.
"Huh?" Bill said as he leaned forward. We each grabbed a redneck ass cheek and pulled them apart. There stuck up the shitter of this hairy redneck was a fucking jet black butt plug. We both looked at each other astonished. Bill reached in without giving it all much thought, grabbed the thing and yanked it out. The effort physically lifted Dave off the bed owing to the fact that the thing was very thick though not too terribly long.
"Well, what do you make of that?" Bill asked, looking at the big black butt plug. Right on the side it had written `Property of DMMC'. "What the fuck?" I couldn't believe it. "So does that make Dave the property of the club or just the butt plug?" I asked amused by the whole thing.
"I think Dave belongs to that club." He said. Just then Dave began to rouse a bit. Without thinking I pushed Bill aside and lurched forward burying my cock to the hilt into that redneck ass. That brought Dave back from his unconscious state immediately. "What the fuck?!" He cried and started to thrash about. Before he could get free Bill grabbed his arms and pinned him to the bed giving me free reign to plow his recently plugged-up ass.
"Shut up and take it like a man, bitch" I spat at the back of Dave's head, my anger coming from places I didn't know I had. I was fucking him hard and long and the whole bed was rocking even with Bill sitting on it pinning him down. There was hardly any resistance in Dave's clearly worn ass. It was sloppy and wet, so perhaps the bikers back at the club had already had their way with the man before he decided come over to Bill's and play macho redneck fucker.
"Your boys over at the motorcycle club really lubed you up good for me, cunt." I said to Dave through clenched teeth. Looking at Bill I said, "He is loose as a two bit whore back here Bill. He's clearly a little faggot. Giving his ass up to his boys on bikes."
"Take it out man. You can't fuck me. Shit! If Mack finds out he'll fuckin' kill me man. Please stop, please take it out." Dave begged.
"You should have thought about that before inviting them over to fuck my ass, you little shit." Bill said, still holding him down. I started bucking into Dave and started blasting my cum up his ass. Dave was crying and whimpering. He had stopped thrashing, resigned to the fact that he was going to take a fucking and my load up his ass.
"You just fucking killed me, man. Mack will know you fucked me, he just will, and he's going to beat me to death for it." Dave sighed through his tears. "Man up bitch." Bill said disgusted. "You got enough balls to rape me and Mark and you can't handle it when the shoe's on the other foot?"
I had finished my orgasm by then and backed off the whimpering redneck. Bill let him go, but prepared to tackle the man should he come up fighting. Dave just sort of lay there and then finally sort of slid off the end of the bed in a heap, sobbing lightly. "He's going to know you fucked me. He won't come after you, but he will kill me. He always knows when one of the guys gets fucked." Dave seemed to be talking to himself as much as to us. "The last guy who came back to the club after being fucked by a non-member, they all raped him until he had to be hospitalized. We never heard from him again. Mack told us he was `taken care of'."
"Whatever shit head. That's your problem now." Bill said. I however was curious and asked a few questions.
We found out that everyone in the club gets in by being an initiate. To be such you have to go for six months as the ass and mouth cunt for one of the members. Once you pass that phase you become Mack's property for six months. He has full reign in your life if you want to be a full member of the club. He can, at his discretion, control everything from what you eat, to when you shit, to who you fuck and who fucks you. You have to be at his beck and call every minute of every day. Once you pass that phase you become community property for the whole club for a month. During that month when your not being fucked, or taking a shit, you have to wear the butt plug. To start the final phase you have to perform an act of gratitude for the club. Dave and Randy had just started their final phase this week because their act of gratitude to the club was giving them Bill and I for the night.
He said the club was very satisfied with their gratitude and had, that very night, plugged them both. What Bill and I hadn't known is that while Mack and three others showed up initially, there were ten other brothers that came in and out through the night to use us sexually. Dave said he drugged us so we wouldn't remember it all. It was a spur of the moment decision that he and Randy made when they discovered they were both fucking Bill. He was sorry for what he did but he really wanted to be a full member of the club. So, all the time that he and Randy had been coming by to fuck Bill, they were getting poked up the rear by a bunch of hardcore bikers.
We told him we didn't have much sympathy for him given what he did to us and that he had the nerve to come by to fuck Bill like nothing had ever happened. We suggested he leave, never come back and just act like nothing had happened if Mack asked. He finally calmed down, seemed to get some balls back, took the butt plug, put it in his mouth and lathered it up with spit, then bent over slightly and slipped the thing back into his ass. It seemed this wasn't the first time he had done that. He popped an instant hard on as the anal plug snapped into place past his anus muscle. He sighed a little, stroked his fat cock longingly for a minute, and got dressed. He headed out the front door. We haven't seen him since.
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