Spring-Break By Firebird In hindsight I realised they weren't really my friends after all. I guess I'm a bit slow in that regard. My name is Jack. Everyone calls me ripper. Unfortunately it isn't in reference to the all time great Jack-the-ripper, more to the fact my Mum feeds me onions a lot so I tend to fart big time. I guess I also know I'm the smallest in the group. Not too sure how I got mixed up with them really. One time I was getting punched out for being in someone's way at high school. Next thing I saw was Brett and Darren kicking the shit out of my assailant. Brett and Darren. Nice guys or so I thought. This was in the final year of high school about two weeks before Spring-Break. I hung around them for both protection and just for something to do. Little did I know it was a set-up. Brett and Darren had girlfriends. I did not. So they helped me in that area. They introduced me to a girl called Linda. She was nice to me but sometimes I wondered if she was a little cold. Today I've just found out why she kept me at a distance. Two days before Spring-break Darren had this idea of going up to a log cabin his Dad's boss owns in the mountains. He made it sound so enticing. Linda was all for it and begged me to come. She even said she'd give me a couple of blowjobs when we got there. What else could I say? With exams out of the way and I was pretty sure to get top marks and my parents figured it was an okay trip. The next day I loaded up my car and picked up everyone else. It was a tight-squeeze in my jeep but no one seemed to complain. A few hours later we were enjoying the fresh mountain air. The cabin was everything Darren said it was, and more. The cabin had five bedrooms. Plenty of space for everyone. We ditched our bags in the rooms and threw on some swimming trunks. The girls barely covered their bodies with skin-tight bikinis. When we were set we rushed out to the river. The water paddled along nicely and it sure was cool. I guess it was streaming down from a nearby snow-bank. The boys played while the girls sunned themselves. Isn't that always the way. After an hour or so we had some dinner and went to bed. Linda said she was too tired to have sex but promised me some BJs tomorrow night. We rolled over and listen to Brett and Darren hammer away into their girlfriends. I barely got any sleep. Woke up the next morning to find my wrists tied behind my back. Also my ankles were tied to the bed-posts. Linda was sitting beside me. I looked down at my naked body only to realise my PJs have disappeared. Linda smiled and I thought I was finally about to get my blowjob. She took my cock and stroked it hard. She leaned in close and kissed me on the cheek. "Sorry Ripper." I looked at her as she stood up and unlocked the door. Both Darren and Brett came in with Sharon and Melissa. The girls mocked my nakedness and played with my cock. I was stunned. Something was up and I couldn't work out what. "What gives guys?" I asked. In answer to my question, Brett sat down and took my cock in his hand. "Sorry Ripper-dude, you're lunch!" and he yanked my erect cock down so hard I thought he'd ripped it off. The girls laughed at my predicament. Darren untied my ankles from the bedposts and retied them together. They then carried me out of the cabin. I didn't know if I was the butt of a practical joke, I sure hoped I was. I was taken to a large oak tree in the middle of the grounds. There I was tied facing the tree. My arms and legs wrapped around the base. I had a little leverage in my legs to keep me standing nearly upright. Darren noticed this and found a large branch. He cut off the end with his knife leaving him with a four foot pole. Brett spread my ass-cheeks so Darren could insert the branch into my anus. Brett then lifted me up so Darren could secure the other end of the branch into the ground. Once Brett let go I either stood on the tips of my toes or ended up being impaled by the branch. I screamed at them to let me go and started to cry. I was ignored, humiliated and getting tired. A minute later the girls came out, fully naked. I'd never seen so many real breasts in one place at one time. Brett and Darren started to remove their clothes. Linda looked at what the boys had done to my ass. A small trickle of blood stream down my leg. Linda took some and licked it off her finger. "Hhhmm, virgin blood." she said. She lifted up what I thought was a stick in her hand, and showed it to me. It was a whip. It had a foot long handle with a four foot long switch. She swung it a couple of times to loosen her arm. I pleaded for mercy but she just laughed. She struck me nearly thirty or forty times along my back. I yelled and screamed, but no one came to my rescue. The whip cut only below the surface but it was enough to hurt like hell. All the while the branch kept getting deeper and deeper into my ass. Finally Linda had finished. I rolled my head to my right. Tears were flooding my eyes making it difficult to see. Hearing noises I opened my eyes to see Brett and Darren trying to light a fire in the BBQ pit. Pain rushed back into my brain as Sharon and Melissa rubbed salt into my wounds. I nearly fainted but I was too macho. Three more times I was whipped. Sharon and Linda alternated so Linda wouldn't get too tired. Three more times I had salt and black pepper rubbed into my welts. I then felt arms under my armpits. The ropes were released and the branch fell out of my asshole. For a second I thought I was free. Then my arms were tied upwards to an overhanging branch. My ankles were wrapped around the base of the tree and tied with rope. Again I was stuck. Melissa, Darren and Brett took turns in whipping my puny white body. The boys especially loved whipping my cock making it bounce. My cock betrayed me by becoming more erect. This only make their whippings more painful. More salt and pepper was rubbed into my welts. By this time I was too weak to even scream or plead for mercy. Near unconscious I felt myself being cut down from the tree. I think Brett carried me over to the outdoor log table. I fell forward onto it. Both my ankles were tied to the table legs. I was too weak to even lift my head. Behind me I heard noises of oohing and ahhing from the girls. Linda felt my asshole wasn't big enough so she asked both Brett and Darren to bugger me. They did so willingly. Brett's cock was huge. He tore into my ass and I grunted with each thrust. When he cummed Darren took over. His didn't hurt as much. Linda checked my hole and found it to be inadequate. She went to the cabin and returned with a large black dildo. I guess it was her own personal one. She shoved it into my rear-end with such forced I thought she had removed the splinter muscle. For a good ten minutes the group all took turns in reaming my ass. Finally Linda was satisfied. Melissa and Linda took my arms and held them forwards. Sharon took hold of my head and tilted it upwards so only my chin was on the table. A few seconds later I felt something cold and metal being inserted into my ass. I groaned. Brett and Darren told the girls to brace themselves. Next thing I knew was intense pain as something long, metallic and hard was being pushed through my body. With what little strength I had I tried to move but the girls were ready for it. After what seemed like forever I felt something in my throat and then with a final shove, it exited out through my mouth. I looked down to see the tip of a roasting spit. My brain added up all the evidence. Brett saying I was lunch. The salt and pepper in my welts. A metal spike up my ass. Yep, I was the roasted pig that everyone likes to eat. Another wave of pain flooded my senses as a stabiliser bar was inserted into my right buttock. I felt myself being lifted upwards, turned and laid on my side. Brett and Darren tied my ankles to the spit and wrists together behind me. My girlfriend Linda was the one to gut me. She opened me up with a sharp knife and pulled out my body organs. Melissa and Sharon were grossed out but Linda seemed to know what she was doing. She scooped up the guts and told the boys to take it out and dump it about a mile or so into the forest. The plan was to blame my death and lack of body on a bear or another wild animal. The boys left to do Linda's bidding. Linda flushed me out and with Sharon's help, put stuffing into my torso cavity. I was quickly sewn up. However I was to find Linda very sadistic. With her sharp knife she severed my cock from my body. The girls laughed as I was made to hold it in my hand. Naturally I couldn't grip it so Linda got a long skewer rod and pierced my palm and cock together. I can only guess one of the girls ate my cock like a hot-dog. Wonder if it was Linda. Next my testicles were removed and Linda dared Sharon and Melissa to eat them raw. They did. With the minute or so remaining of my life I felt the girls lift me up and put me over the BBQ pit. There I started to slowly rotate. Never did get that blowjob from Linda. Epilogue. The media reported that Jack Conch's body was never found. Parts of his organs were located a mile and a half away from the cabin. His friends reported that Jack had been drinking and complaining about the pressures of school, then he decided to go for a walk. That was the last time they saw him. The coroner ruled that Jack was attacked and killed by a wild animal, most likely a bear. The remaining group members were all in excellent health. ---------------------------------------------------------------------
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