"Help me! Oh help me! Oh God, somebody come here and help me! They're going to rape me! Oh God, rape! Rape!"

Anna was screaming at the tops of her lungs, the sounds of her fists beating against the door echoing trough the large garage.

Ed moved first, rushing toward the young girl and pulling her away by the wrist. He yanked her back hard. Anna let out a sharp cry, her legs tangling over one another. Struggling to keep her balance, she steadied herself, then tugged backward, trying to break the harsh grip of Ed's fingers on her wrist.

"No! Oh no! Lemme go!"

Anna slipped over something disgustingly greasy while her hand banged against the big blue pickup truck to her right. Again she tried tugging her arm free of Ed's grip. Her long blonde hair splashed and tangled around the base of her throat while her tits jiggled from the violence of her struggle. The brothers were licking their lips, enjoying her struggle, her whimpering cries, her hopeless desire to break free of them.

"You ain't goin' nowhere 'til we've had a good taste of your pussy."

"No, no! Don't do that to me! You don't understand!" Anna gasped, stopping her struggle for the moment and pushing the hair from her eyes.

She looked wildly from one Rudd brother to the other, hoping they would believe her.

"I've never done anything like this before! I swear!" she cried, her voice tight with fear.

Hot tears were starting to well up in her eyes as she stood there half-naked in front of this pair of savages!

"Come on, baby, kids half your age are puttin out," Brad said, laughing at her distress and walking over to her.

"No, no, I swear it! Oh don't make me do it! Oh please, don't make me do it!"

Anna hoped someone had heard her frantic pleas and would come rushing through the door to save her.

Brad took one arm while his brother held onto the other, both of them guiding her away from the door.