Outside the office, in the main body of the warehouse, the men carrying Pat
dropped their load in front of the table.  Others of Cartwright's gang, who had
not been in the office, gathered around, while some of their fellows, still out
due to the mercy bullets, lay on cots.  The giant Pat had fought outside, and his
companion, both glowered at her.

As Pat's chair was dropped, the sudden downward movement and stop caused her
breasts to jiggle enticingly beneath her shirt.  A few stray wisps of bronze hair
fell over her face and down between the impressive hillocks. Assorted catcalls
and wolf whistles were made by the captive's audience.

Cartwright stepped in front of the bronze beauty.  "And now, my dear, why don't
you tell us what we want to know?" he asked.

"Why don't you go to hell!" retorted Pat.

"I was afraid you were going to be like that.  However, you WILL tell us
everything we want to know."  Cartwright nodded at one of his men. "Carlos," he
said, motioning to Pat.

The individual Cartwright had addressed as Carlos smiled and stepped forward.  As
he approached Pat, he drew a Bowie knife from its sheath and began waving it in
front of the bound woman.  Though she would not give her captors the satisfaction
of letting them see her afraid, Pat's eyes worriedly tracked the shining blade as
floated closer and closer to her.

Suddenly Carlos' hand darted out.  Pat involuntarily flinched back as much as she
was able.  The knife slashed down at Pat's chest, then down again, over and over,
slashing at her chest and arms, licking out at lightening speed.  Such was the
skill of Carlos with his blade, however, that he didn't make a scratch on Pat.

Her shirt was a different story.  Carlos' mastery of the knife had first reduced
Pat's shirt to tatters, before a few final cuts had caused it to fall entirely
off her.

Displayed topless before the entire gang, even the giant and his companion gazed
slackjawed at the bronzed vista before them.  Perfect twin globes, bronzed and
glistening, lay before their eyes, peaked with crinkled coral tips that were
hardened from the chill night air.  Not a man among them was immune to the sight
which met them, as Pat's jutting breasts were revealed.

The spell was broken as one man finally voiced their common thought. "What a pair
of tits!" he exclaimed.  At that, the men found their voice. Laughing, making
coarse remarks, several hands reached out to fondle Pat's firm breasts.

"Not so fast!"  Cartwright broke in.  His men dropped back a few feet. "We'll all
have some fun with Miss Savage a little later," he leered.  "For now, however, I
want some answers!"  So saying, he stepped in front of Pat Savage and held
something up in his hand.

Pat's eyes widened as she saw what Cartwright held...and realized that she would
have no choice but to answer his questions.  Reading the look on her face,
Cartwright smiled.  "I see you recognize this," he said.  "I suppose I should
thank you for supplying it."

In his hand, Cartwright held a hypodermic needle, a needle that Pat recognized as
being from Doc's utility vest.  The needle held a formulation of truth serum of
the bronze man's invention, with a potency much higher than that used elsewhere. 
The drug removed its subject's inhibitions, making them pliant and willing to
divulge anything asked of them.  Injected with the serum, Pat would have no
choice but to respond to her captor's questions.  Grinning, Cartwright leaned
forward and jabbed the needle into her arm, injecting the contents into her
veins.

Futile though she knew it was, Pat struggled to retain her will.  It was no use,
however, as the world began to distort, as if she viewed the warehouse and
everything in it from a great distance.

"What is your name?" Cartwright asked after a few moments.

"Pat Savage," she heard herself reply.  Though part of her recognized she should
not answer him, she was powerless to stop herself.

"Why did you come here?"

"I saw you kidnap Doctor Murray.  I followed you."

"How did you follow us?"

Inside, part of Pat screamed at herself not to answer, but her voice betrayed
her.  "I followed by autogyro.  I shot your cars with a special substance that
left a trail I could follow."

"I see," said Cartwright.  "And does Doc Savage know where you are and what
you've done?"

"No," replied Pat.

"Most excellent!"  exclaimed Cartwright.  "If the Man of Bronze doesn't know the
score, I think that we've just found our evening entertainment. And tomorrow when
our European friends arrive, they can take you with them for their amusement on
the long voyage back!"

Cartwright motioned at one of the cots.  "Gentlemen, let's make Miss Savage a
little more, comfortable, shall we say?"  The gang laughed.  "You will not
struggle or attempt to escape, is that understood?" he demanded of Pat.

"Yes," she replied.  Under the influence of the serum, she was powerless to
resist Cartwright's demands. "Good.  In that case, I think it's time you were
untied and we get to see the rest of your delectable body."  In an instant men
were untying the ropes that bound Pat to the chair, occasionally fondling a
golden orb as they worked.  "Oh baby, I can't wait to see your lips fastened
around my dick," one of them chortled.  Finished, they stepped back at a command
from Cartwright.

"Now, Miss Savage, I want you to get up and take the rest of your clothes off." 
Cartwright and his men grinned as the bronzed beauty first removed her boots and
socks, then rose to her feet.

"Take off your pants," ordered the gang leader.

Pat couldn't stop herself.  She reached down with her slender hands and unsnapped
the button of her pants, then unzipped them.  Appreciative calls greeted her as
she slowly slid the pants down over the swell of her hips and down past her
knees.  Bending over to remove them, her black silk panties were pulled taut over
her firm ass, hinting at the hidden treasures about to be revealed to the lustful
gaze of the drooling gang.

Standing back up, her uplifted breasts jiggling slightly, Pat stood clad only in
her flimsy panties.  Cartwright smiled and pointed at them. "Remove those now
too," he ordered.

Pat tucked her hands in the waistband of her panties and rolled them down her
legs, revealing her trimmed bronze thatch.  The panties fell to the floor and the
bronzed beauty lifted her perfect feet out of them, a nude vision inflaming the
lust of her captors.

"When you wrap those long legs around me, I'll give you the fucking of your
life!" cried out the giant who Pat had fought outside.

Standing naked before the throng, hearing their cries and boasts of what they
would do to her, Pat began to get turned on despite herself.  Highly oversexed,
she had enjoyed the pleasures of more than one man at a time on a few highly
memorable occasions in the past, each of which had been hours of orgasmic bliss. 
The reluctance Pat would usually have had in this situation was swept away by the
influence of the serum, which had removed all of her inhibitions and reduced her
thinking to a basic level.  Knowing that all of the men there were going to fuck
her, or use her young body in another way to get off, Pat's pussy juices began to
flow. "Go over to that cot and lie down!"  ordered Cartwright.  Her rounded
asscheeks clenched and unclenched delightfully as the bronze bombshell walked
over to the indicated cot and lay down.  Horny and unable to resist her own
erotic impulses, her thighs drifted apart of her own volition, revealing her
moistened pussy lips to the gaze of her captors.

Cartwright licked his lips as he took in the breathtaking vista before him.  Doc
Savage's cousin, Pat, was lying naked before him, pink nipples hard, with her
athletic legs spread and waiting to be fucked!  "I want to see you play with
yourself!" he commanded.  Keeping his eyes glued to her young, lithe form, he
quickly began to shed himself of his clothing.  All around him, the members of
his gang followed suit.

Powerless to resist his command, one of Pat's hands began to play with her left
breast, pinching the coral tip and causing the crinkled nipple to harden even
further.  Her other hand slid through her bronzed thatch and softly spread her
lower lips, displaying her cunt to the rapt gaze of her audience.  Her fingers
slid slowly up and down the length of her dewy slit, coating them with her love
juices, before they travelled up her womanhood and found the erect nub of her
clit.  Pat began to moan as the sensations coursed through her young, vibrant
body.  She had never masturbated for more than an audience of one before, and her
exhibitionist nature, given free rein to roam by virtue of the truth serum, loved
the effect she was having on those around her, now generally naked themselves, as
she watched a dozen or so cocks swiftly rising to attention, cocks that would
soon be ravaging her nubile, willing body.  Her fingers felt so good, fondling
her breasts and nipples, sliding in and out of her wet cunt as they alternated
with circling her clit.

"Oh baby, she wants it--the bronzed bitch wants it!" was a typical call from the
onlookers.

Cartwright could wait no more.  "I get to play with our toy first," he reminded
his crew.  Several looked crestfallen at that announcement, but there were no
voiced objections.

"That looks so pretty," he told Pat, attentively watching her self pleasuring
ministrations.  "But I can't wait anymore.  I'm going to eat your soft little
cunt until you come screaming and then fuck you senseless. Would you like that?"
he asked, as he dropped to his knees before the masturbating young woman, his hot
breath blowing across her open cunt. Rather than cooling her passions, the breeze
of his breath caused the flow of her juices to quicken.

"Oh yes," Pat exclaimed, any reservations totally overwhelmed by the influence of
the serum and the pleasure streaking through her oversexed body.  "Please lick
me!" she cried, as she used the fingers of her hand to spread her pussy wide to
facilitate the use of Cartwright's tongue upon her most private parts.

Cartwright leaned forward, inhaling her heavenly aroma, before flicking his
tongue out against the young woman's erect clit.  Pat Savage shuddered with
pleasure, both hands now kneading her firm breasts.  Inflamed, Cartwright pressed
his mouth hard against her fleshy lovelips, sucking them and her throbbing clit
into his hot mouth, sliding his tongue all along her pretty pink slit, plunging
it deep into her dripping cunt, feasting on her love juices.  He ate the bronze
woman out like a man possessed, thrusting his tongue into her moist cavern,
laving her clitoris rapidly with the length of his tongue.

Pat's hips bucked against him, quivering, thrusting her steaming cunt tighter
against the wonderful mouth which was pleasuring her.  Her muscular thighs
clenched and unclenched around Cartwright's head, trapping him, forcing him to
service her lustful needs.  The pressure in her loins, the sparks flying through
her vibrant frame evoked by her hands wildly caressing her tits, built swiftly
before suddenly exploding.

"I'm coming!" she cried, body arching up partway off the cot, screaming in
pleasure as she felt Cartwright's warm tongue paying homage to her honeyed slit
and clit, bringing her off.  Her love juices flooded his face as her captor
devoured her steaming snatch, his hands gripping her ass, pulling her quim tight
against his busy mouth, her orgasm ripping through her body. Moaning in ecstasy,
Pat came hard as she felt Cartwright eating her cunt, knowing that soon he and a
dozen others would take their pleasure from her.

Finally her tense thighs unclenched.  Cartwright disentangled himself from their
prison and looked up the naked length of the young woman, breasts heaving from
her climax, a sheen of perspiration covering her perfect body, glistening
erotically in the light.

"Way to go boss, you really brought the bronze slut off!" came the calls from his
men.  Pat knew that she should have been ashamed to have had such a climax at the
mouth of her captor, in front of a dozen other men, but she had adored the
sensations, was turned on by the demonstrable effect she was having on the gang,
many of whom had begun to stroke their erections while watching the erotic
tableau before them, seeing the young woman--the cousin of their deadliest
enemy--writhe in ecstasy on the mouth of their boss.

His face shiny with her pussy juices, Cartwright grinned up at Pat.  "You enjoyed
that, didn't you, you little slut?"

"Oh, yes, I loved it!" she exclaimed, part of her disgusted with herself for
having made such an admission, but powerless to deny the truth, that she had
loved feeling Cartwright's mouth and tongue on her pussy.

Rising above her, Cartwright asked, "Would you like me to fuck you now?"

"Yes," panted the young woman.

Cartwright teased Pat's twat with the tip of his dick, sliding it across her
clit, getting it slick with her wetness.  "Well, I'll be happy to oblige," he
continued, struggling to maintain his self control, but wanting to see the one
and only Pat Savage abase herself further before him.  "But first, my dear, you
have to ask me to fuck you, nicely."

"Please fuck me!  Fuck my cunt!" came the immediate request forced from her lips.
 Her loins were on fire, and Pat desperately wanted to feel Cartwright's
dick--any dick-- plunge into her waiting body.

"Well, since you want me to," Cartwright said, as he swiftly thrust forward,
burying his hard shaft inside her to the balls in one hard, fluid motion.

"Oh God!" cried out Pat, as she felt her inner walls expand to accommodate the
intruder, feeling the rockhard cock sluicing into the warm grotto.

The feel of Pat's wet vagina around his penis was incredible.  Her moist, silky
walls clung to him, threatening to milk the gang leader of his load of cum long
before he wanted to deliver it.  Cartwright groaned with the sensation, his voice
combining with Pat's to create a symphony of pleasure as the young woman impaled
beneath him moaned at the exquisite feeling of his throbbing shaft deep inside
her hot little snatch.

"Don't move!" he ordered Pat, as she started to rock her hips back and forth to
drive his steely length in and out of her.  Cartwright wanted the bronzed beauty
to come screaming while being fucked by his cock and he didn't want to blow his
load just yet.  Biting her lip in disappointment, Pat obeyed, but wrapped her
long bronzed legs around her captor, her slim feet pressed against his ass,
holding him inside of her.

Regaining control of himself, Cartwright withdrew and looked down at the juncture
of their bodies.  His cock was shiny, coated with Pat Savage's love juices.  Her
soft cuntlips clung to his cock as if kissing it, as if they were unwilling to
let it out of her pussy.  Golden breasts, covered by an erotic sheen, heaving,
Pat licked her red lips, wisps of bronze tresses across her face, as she waited
expectantly for Cartwright to begin fucking her in earnest.

Staring down at her, Cartwright could scarce believe his eyes.  The sight was
incredible!  The incomparable Pat Savage, Doc Savage's cousin, lay beneath him,
impaled on his dick, waiting for him to fuck her!

Cartwright plunged forward again, driving his dick home.  Pat screamed wordlessly
in pleasure as the gang leader began to pump his shaft in and out of her warm,
wet muff.  The rhythmic "slap!" of his body against hers as he slammed in and out
of her was melded with the squishy sounds made by her sloshing cunt as it was
probed by his hard dick.  The base of his cock smote against her clit with each
downstroke, causing the young woman to scale the peaks of sexual ecstasy.  Her
feet drummed mindlessly against his butt, wordlessly commanding him to fuck her
harder and faster.  Although it was Pat who was the prisoner, Cartwright obeyed
this silent command, fucking her as hard and fast as he could as he felt the
pressure building, the hot spunk getting closer and closer to bursting from his
prick.  Pat's body tingled as the sensations caused by the hard cock splitting
her pussy lips and sinking fully into her soft depths drove her closer and closer
to a shattering climax.

"Fuck me!  Fuck me!  I love it, I love it!  Harder...faster...fuck me!" she
screamed at Cartwright, over and over again, as the exquisite sensations coursed
through her taut young body.

Cartwright's gang looked on in eager anticipation as they saw their bosses'
length disappear into the willing body of their young captive. Hearing her
screams and sharp little moans of pleasure, smelling the heavenly scent of her
cunt's musk that permeated the building, they imagined themselves in a few
minutes with those long legs wrapped around them as they buried themselves in
Pat's honey pot.

Pat's vagina was a slick furnace burning up the length of Cartwright's cock as he
slammed in and out of her, each forward thrust causing her saucy tits to bounce
back and forth from the momentum.  Her fingers tweaked the hardened pink nipples
mercilessly, pulling on them, twisting them, helping to bring herself off.

Pat squealed as her orgasm hit her.  "Aiieee!  I'm cummmminnnnnggg!" she wailed
as she exploded on Cartwright's prick, loving the feel of his tool probing her
innermost recesses as she was being watched by a dozen horny men, men who were
eagerly anticipated dropping load after load of their hot, sticky cum in and on
her body.  As the thought of what was yet to come after Cartwright had finished
ravaging her hit her, Pat's body burst into a frenzy again, twisting and bucking
on the cot as she thrust her quivering young body harder against Cartwright's
erect shaft, trying desperately to impale herself on every last inch of her
captor.

The sight of the young woman writhing below him, bronze hair whipping about
wildly as she flung her head from side to side, the unbidden sounds being wrung
from her delicious lips, the fragrence of Pat's love juices in the air, the
realization that it was Pat Savage he was riding, that it was Pat Savage he had
made come--first with his mouth, then with his manhood--all finally proved too
much for Cartwright's control.  As his eyes took in his gorgeous but disheveled
captive, pinned beneath him on his cock, climaxing as he rammed in and out of her
tight, hot hole, Cartwright roared.

"I'm cumming!  I'm...cumming...in...Pat...Savage's...pussy!"  A veritable river
of jism burst from his swollen cock, jetting up deep inside her pink cavern,
coating the inside of Pat's vagina and turning it from pink to milky white.  Her
spasming cunt clutched at his tool, coaxing his load out of him.  Pat could feel
his cock spurting inside her, could feel his spunk filling her up and leaking out
of her down the inside of her muscular thighs, sliding down out of her slit and
dripping to her ass, setting off yet another convulsion through her perfect form.
 Cartwright groaned as the young woman's greedy pussy milked every last drop of
cum from his balls, encouraging him to deposit his full load inside her velvety
sheath.

Finally Cartwright was done bucking into her cunt.  He lay for a moment on top of
the bronze bombshell, enjoying the feel of her hardened nipples pressing against
his chest, smiling as he thought of the rest of his gang having their way with
her.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you, you little slut?  You want the rest of my men to
have you too, don't you?" he whispered in her ear.

Pat was unable to resist replying, "Yes, yes, I want them all!"  Hearing these
words pass the lips of the bronzed goddess, Cartwright's gang cheered. 
Cartwright rolled off Pat and announced to his gang, "Boys, she's all yours!"

Further cheers broke out all around.  Though they had spent most of the time that
their boss was taking his pleasure from the willing body of their captive in
watching the incredible spectacle, one member of the gang had thought to have
everyone draw cards to decide the order they would take her in.  This they had
already done, and the lucky winner of that draw, a short man his fellows
addressed as "Stumpy", sprang forward to collect his prize. His nickname clearly
applied to his height, and not the length of his male member, for while he wasn't
huge, he wielded a solid 6" of jutting prick.

Stumpy approached the cot, gazing avidly at the incredible sight before him.  The
bronzed Venus lay spreadeagled on the cot, her muscular thighs open invitingly,
tiny rivulets of cum dripping out of her open snatch, running down her hot, taut
ass and pooling on the cot beneath her.  Just above her pussy, tiny drops of cum
speckled her trimmed bronze thatch, glistening among the soft, kinky hair. 
Hefting his dick in one hand, Stumpy leered down at the just-fucked young woman
as he climbed onto the cot with her.

"You think you've been fucked good, well, you ain't seen nothin' yet!" he
promised as, without preliminary, he sank into her dripping cunt.  It was like
sinking into a moist oven, as Pat's lovejuices combined with Cartwright's semen
made her incredibly wet.  Even though she had just been fucked, Pat's quim was
still extremely tight as she accepted the new intruder eagerly into her young,
quivering flesh.  The delicious feeling made her head swim, and Pat knew that in
her highly sensitized state, it wouldn't take much for her to cum again and
again.  Her clit was a pulsing source of pleasure and the nerves in her cunt
communicated every delicious motion of the cock invading her cunt to her brain,
causing her entire body to tremble with delight.

Grasping her long legs, Stumpy hoisted them from around his waist, where they had
settled in, and placed them on his shoulders, with her well-turned ankles and
slim feet above his head.  In this new position he began to drill over and over
into her gaping cunt, pounding her firm body like a sledgehammer.  His cock,
slick with Pat's pussy juices and the jism that had been deposited in her, slid
swiftly back and forth without resistance.

"Unnggghh!" Pat heard herself grunting in pleasure as she felt the hard cock
slamming in and out of her willing hole.  The sensations were amazing as his
erect organ hammered into her sopping muff and she could feel herself cresting
again, riding the wave of bliss rippling through her ravaged cunt and all through
her body.

Although Stumpy had won his chance to fuck Pat Savage first after Cartwright had
finished with her, he was not accorded the same respect the gang showed to their
leader.  Cartwright was done with Pat, and while Stumpy might be fucking her now,
there were still plenty of things those who were waiting for their turn could do
to and with her.

Pat gasped with delight as, without warning, two warm mouths closed over her
tits, licking and sucking the turgid tips into them.  The sensation of two men
sucking on her sensitive nipples, biting them lightly as they eagerly laved them
with their tongues, combined with the intense sensations emanating from her
well-fucked honey pot, sent the young woman over the edge once more.  Her fingers
entwined themselves mindlessly in the hair of each of the men sucking on her
perky tits, forcing them to open their mouths wider and suck even more of the
firm globes into their warm, wet mouths, as she spasmed on the cot, locking her
feet behind Stumpy's head as she came and came, flooding his cock with her love
juices.

"More, more, fuck me more!" she screamed, her shuddering body betraying to all
those watching that she had climaxed once again.  Incredible a sight though it
was, the sensation of feeling Pat's hot cavern tightening around Stumpy's cock as
she came was a thousand times more incredible.  It felt like hundreds of tiny
fingers were clutching at his cock as it was squeezed tightly in the warm, wet
vise of her spasming vagina.

Screaming, "Take it, you slut!", Stumpy came inside Doc's beautiful bronze
cousin, his cock pouring out his frothy tribute deep inside her grotto, mixing
with the cunt juices and jism already there.

Finished cumming, Pat slumped back on the cot exhausted, her bronze hair in total
disarray, her body glistening, a sheen caused by a mixture of sex sweat, saliva,
jism and her own love juices.  Wisps of her tresses were plastered to her face as
she made little mewling noises, gold-flecked eyes gazing down the length of her
nude body, watching the gang members possess it and vent their lusts on it.  Her
body couldn't deny it--she loved to be fucked!

His full load of cum deposited into the bronze woman's body, Stumpy slowly
withdrew from the steaming cavern.  His cock was coated with his and Cartwright's
combined semen, together with Pat's honey.  Leering down at the woman he had just
fucked, he wiped his cock clean on her bush, matting the soft bronze hair even
more.

Stumpy stumbled back off the cot, his place immediately taken by another member
of the gang.  Pat didn't know his name, didn't care.  All she knew was that he
was a man, she was a woman, he was going to fuck her wildly, she was going to cum
on his cock and he was going to drop a delicious load of thick cum up her snatch.

Hot cum oozed out of Pat's pussy, coating her pussy lips a creamy white. As the
new guy clambered onto the cot and plunged his hard shaft into her waiting body,
a voice at her side said, "I'll be damned if I'm waiting any longer!  The bronze
bitch has more than one hole we can use!"

Pat turned her head to the side and saw an erect cock jutting out inches from her
face.  Without waiting to be told, she opened her mouth to suck it in, but the
man at the side of the bed was too impatient to wait for her to lean forward. 
Grabbing a handful of bronze hair, he forced her willing head forward, moaning as
her red lips parted and his shaft sank between them into her hot mouth.  Pat's
agile tongue licked all around the shaft which now filled her mouth, twirling
around its head, licking a tiny drop of pre- cum from the slit.

"Oh man," cried the gang member she was blowing.  "This babe really knows how to
give head.  That's it baby, suck it, suck it!"

Pat didn't need any encouragement.  She loved to give blowjobs, loved the feel of
a nice juicy dick swelling in her mouth, getting ready to blast its tribute down
her throat.  Her lips joyfully accepted the intruder as eagerly as her labial
lips were accepting the hard cock plumbing into her cunt at the same time.  One
of her hands went out and grasped the dick of one of the men sucking on her
crimson peaks, slowly beginning to jack him off.  Servicing three hard cocks at
the same time, feeling them sliding in and out of her warm, wet cunt and mouth,
feeling a steely dick with her hand while her breasts were being lavished with
attention, put Pat into an almost constant state of near orgasmic bliss.  Her
moans and screams of pure delight, as her pussy was fucked good and hard, were,
however, muffled somewhat by the cock which filled her mouth.

Pat gazed up with gold-flecked eyes into the eyes of the gang member she was
blowing, batting her eyelashes coyly as her ruby lips wrapped themselves around
his shaft.  The gang member couldn't believe the sight...Pat Savage was sucking
him off and loving it!  The erotic view, combined with the frantic action of
Pat's talented mouth and warm, darting tongue, was too much for him.  His cock
erupted in her mouth, spewing molten cum onto her pink tongue and down her
throat.  Pat loved the taste and eagerly gulped it down, yet another delicious
orgasm triggering in her helpless body as the gang member between her thighs
rammed his throbbing dick in and out of her dripping cunt.

Suddenly, before he finished cumming, the man Pat was sucking off withdrew from
her mouth, causing some of his frothy spunk to trickle out from between Pat's
luscious lips and down her chin.  Grabbing his dick, he aimed the few final
spurts of his white, sticky cum onto Pat's face and hair.

At the same time, the man Pat was jerking off, senses overloaded with the erotic
imagery he was seeing and hearing, on edge from inhaling the musky aroma of Pat's
love juices which permeated the room, couldn't take anymore.  Letting her jutting
nipple escape from his mouth, he stood up as her bronzed hand, expertly sliding
up and down the length of his erect tool, brought him to a shattering climax. 
His cum sprayed wildly from his cock, jetting over a foot to land, splattering,
on the bronzed body before him.  Spurt after spurt of the gooey, pearly white
liquid landed on her tits, between them, on her neck, on her bronze stomach which
was pulled taut as the young woman's climax racked her body.  His tribute to Doc
Savage's cousin was joined by the man fucking her, as he too came, once more
filling her dripping cavern to overflowing with man juices.

Laying flushed and exhausted on the cot, with cum dripping down her lips and
cheeks, glistening whitely in her disheveled bronze hair, coating her tits and
matting her bronze bush, Pat looked ready to claim the title the Slut of Bronze.

Exhausted though she was, the gang was not through with her yet.  There remained
many more members who had not yet vented their lusts on her insatiable body.

As the three men Pat had just finished entertaining withdrew, the giant that Pat
had fought outside approached, sporting a massive erection.  Pat's eyes widened
at the sight of it--in length and thickness, her former assailant was nearly a
match for her lover Monk.

"On your knees," he growled.  "I'm going to take you from behind like the bitch
that you are!"

Powerless to obey this command, even if she had wanted to, the proud young woman
who had become the gang's plaything shifted position, assuming a kneeling
position on the cot, her weight resting on her knees and elbows. A white torrent
poured out of her gaping pussy, as the cum deposited there, mingled with her love
juices, flowed freely out, tracing paths down the inside of her muscular thighs.

The giant grinned in appreciation as the other gang members called out their
comments on the view.  Pat's dripping slit was framed just beneath her tight
little asshole, slick with the combination of juices which had soaked down from
her cunt.  She looked like a goddess, the goddess of sex, just waiting to be
fucked on her hands and knees, presenting her ass and pussy for the world to see.
 Her glistening globes, coral tipped, were suspended downwards, swaying slightly,
enticingly, as the giant settled onto the cot behind her.  Pat's taut, perfect
asscheeks beckoned him on, hinting at the glories within her hot little body.

Displayed like a brazen whore before the gang, Pat's entire body was on fire. 
Nerve endings she had never known existed beat out staccoto pulses of pleasure to
her brain.  She had lost count of the number of times she had come, climax after
climax wrung from her body by a gang member's hard cock.  But she wanted, she
needed, more!

The giant positioned the head of his cock against the young woman's quim and
slowly began to push his length inside her.  Her swollen labial libs spread wide
to welcome the intruder, wrapping around it and welcoming him into her steamy
warmth.  As he slowly sank his shaft into her sopping interior, Pat squealed with
the sensation, feeling him stretch her inner walls, sinking deeper and deeper. 
It was exquisite!  Involuntarily she started to force herself back onto him, to
impale herself on the monstrous organ which was giving her so much pleasure, but
the giant grabbed her quivering hips, cupping her bronzed ass as he forced her to
hold still. Pat's vagina felt so good welcoming him in, he wanted to enjoy the
sensation to the fullest.  Staring down where their flesh met and became one, he
watched inch after inch of his thick cock penetrate Pat's muff, gripping him in a
heated, satiny vise.  As he pushed in, his giant tool displaced more of the
mixture of cum and love juices that filled Pat's quim, forcing it out of her hole
where it gripped his cock, causing it to pour down her thighs, pooling on the cot
beneath her.

It seemed incredible that Pat's cunt could take all of his massive length, but
finally, with one final mini-thrust forward, the giant's cock was buried in her
to his balls.  "Uuunngghh!" Pat moaned in ecstasy as she felt the hard prick
filling her, filling her completely

"It feels so gooooood!" Pat wailed.  "Fuck me!  Fuck me!"

The giant began to do just that, sliding inch after inch of his now-slick
erection out of her soaked pussy before plunging it back in, slamming into her,
causing cum and cuntjuice to splatter on her upturned ass.  The feel of his balls
rhythmically smacking into her clit as he thrust himself into her deepest
recesses drove Pat upwards towards yet another shattering climax.  Bracing
herself on her forearms, knuckles white as she grasped the edge of the cot in a
viselike grip, Pat drove herself backwards, meeting the giant's downstrokes,
fucking herself on his cock.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!  Uuunngghh!  Make me cum...make me cum...I'm...
cummmmiiinnngggg!" she cried, as the orgasmic wave crested within her, sending
her frenzied body into convulsions on the cot.  Her body arched up, taut as a
bowstring, as her head flailed back and forth, long hair lashing wildly from side
to side.  The giant had to tighten his grip on her ass to prevent her spasms from
lifting her off his dick.  The feel of her slick pussy walls clamping down even
more tightly around his shaft with the force of her climax was pure bliss as he
squeezed her slick asscheeks and continued to thrust into her quivering body.

As Pat's orgasm subsided and she sank back down, exhausted, on the cot, the
giant's companion from outside approached Pat from the front.  "You took us both
on outside...now we're both gonna take you on inside!" he stated.

Standing in front of the violated young woman, his jutting prick was level with
her head.  Wetting her lips in anticipation, Pat leaned forward.  The tip of her
pink tongue brushed against the hard cock in front of her, causing it to bob up
and down, anticipating the pleasures to come.  She flicked her tongue in quick,
catlike motions up and down the shaft, wetting it with her saliva.  Reaching his
balls, head turned at an angle, she slid her tongue along the hairy sack,
eliciting a groan of appreciation from her nameless captor.  Her slick tongue
felt heavenly caressing his balls.

Finished teasing, Pat slid her mouth up the length of the steely tool. Reaching
its knob, she opened her luscious lips wide and slid them down, down, around the
shaft, enveloping it in her hot, wet mouth.  Her head, covered by gorgeous bronze
tresses spotted with gobs of white cum, bobbed up and down, mouth making slurping
noises, as she eagerly gobbled up the cock before her as if it were candy, while
behind her, another cock was plunging itself in and out of her, setting off
sparks within her sensual body as if struck by flint.

Grabbing Pat's head, the gang member she was blowing took over the rhythm,
sliding his shaft into her mouth and down her throat, fucking her face while his
companion fucked her cunt.  Her crimson lips clung to his cock as he slid back
and forth, pleasuring his tool, coaxing him to blast into her mouth.  Pat's
squeals of joy as she felt herself climbing to yet another orgasm were muffled by
the prick in her mouth.  Their fellow gang members urging them on, exhorting them
to fuck her like a slut, her two lovers picked up the pace, slamming themselves
in and and out of her holes.  Pat could feel her climax approaching as her pussy
was penetrated repeatedly by the massive invader, its owner grunting as he felt
the cum boiling in his balls, seeking release.

With a strangled cry the giant buried himself in Pat's willing body to the hilt,
unleashing a torrent of cum from his mighty cock, a river of sperm that flowed
copiously into her love cavern, mixing with the cum and love juices already
there.  Seeing the once-mighty Pat Savage sucking him off, hearing her squeal
with delight from her double penetration, seeing and hearing his fellow blast a
load into her hot young body, was too much for the man fucking Pat's face, as he
unleashed his load of fiery cum onto her eager little tongue.

Gulping down the salty sperm, swallowing frantically, feeling the giant's semen
flooding her twat like a geyser, Pat exploded, her moist pussy walls
spasmodically clenching and unclenching, coming again and again on the two hard
dicks, loving the feelings as they ravaged her helpless body.  Both men pumped
burst after burst of hot cum into her two orifices, before withdrawing to spray
their final loads onto her spasming body.  Pat could feel the giant's cum
splattering down, warm and wet, on her bronzed back and ass, dribbling down
between her ass cheeks and wetting her anus, while in front of her the other man
gushed into her face and hair, coating her cheeks and bronze tresses with his
tribute to her oral ministrations.

Finished, the two men slumped away, the giant "smacking!" Pat's asscheek with one
palm before walking away grinning, leaving the globe quivering. The dissheveled
young woman, her natural bronzed skin and hair sticky with pearly cum, looked
like she had been well and totally fucked.  Saliva dribbled out of the corner of
her slack mouth.  Her body had come so hard, so many times, Pat felt like she
couldn't move.

However, there were yet more gang members waiting who had yet to have their way
with Doc Savage's gorgeous cousin.  The next in line stepped forward.  It was
Carlos, the man who had sliced her shirt away with his knife.

Looking down at her kneeling on the cot, Carlos said, "I did all my work in
taking off your clothes, you bronze slut.  And now, you're going to do the work. 
I want to see the one and only Pat Savage riding on my dick. Slide over!"

Powerless to refuse, Pat slid over on the cot, letting Carlos lay, on his back,
next to her.  His erect cock jutting up proudly, saluting the young woman who was
about to give it so much pleasure.  "Ride me baby," Carlos demanded.  "I want to
see you working yourself on my dick!"

Pat swung one leg over him, straddling the prone gang member.  Reaching down with
one finely manicured hand, she grasped his shaft and brought it to the entrance
to her love tunnel, from which poured a steady stream of cum and cunt juice.  She
positioned the knob between her lower lips and slowly sank down onto him,
impaling herself on his throbbing tool.

"Oh, that's it, that's it!" hissed Carlos as he felt her satiny walls closing in
on him, enveloping his cock with their moist heat.  "Fuck yourself, baby, fuck
yourself on my cock, you bronze slut!"

Her body thrilling, Pat began to do just that, raising and lowering herself onto
the hard dick, muscular thighs working, pussy muscles clenching at the welcome
intruder sliding in and out of her.  Each time Pat brought herself down hard on
Carlos, burying his shaft entirely inside her muff, her clit made delicious
contact with his groin, sending her spiralling upwards once again.  Her bronze
bush, sticky with cum and pussy juice, intermingled with Carlos' kinky black
pubic hair, intertwining with it, wetting it with the aromatic elixer.

"Oh god," she moaned, helpless to stop herself, uncaring that the gang members
heard her expressions of lust.  "It feels so good to fuck you, so good, so good!"

Carlos leaned back on the cot and enjoyed the immensely erotic view of Pat
Savage, her tight body glistening with sweat and smelling of sex, riding him,
working to bring him and herself off.  Her firm tits, covered with cum, bounced
up and down enticingly with the rhythmic motions of her perfect thighs, crimson
nipples jutting forth, proudly proclaiming her arousal for the world to see. 
Venus herself could not have looked sexier as she ground herself into him, cum
matted hair swinging back and forth, wisps of it plastered to her face which was
contorted with pleasure. Carlos reached up and began to pinch her perky nipples,
pulling and tweaking them, causing the tender little tips to swell even more from
the delightful stimulation.  Little mewling noises began to escape from Pat's red
lips as she built inevitably to yet another climax, her muscular thighs churning,
causing her to sink then rise faster and faster on the hard dick from which she
was taking her pleasure.

Her experiences of a few moments before still fresh in her overwrought mind, Pat
longed for a second prick to make her ecstasy complete, one to take into her
eager mouth while she came on the cock plumbing her cunt. Scarcely crediting her
words, she heard herself say to the onlookers, "I...I need more cock!  Who wants
a blowjob?"

The gang heard her words with stunned disbelief.  Pat Savage...THE Pat
Savage...had offered them a blowjob!  Jostling his fellows out of the way, one
gang member quickly sprang forward.  He grabbed a chair, climbed on it in front
and to the side of her, his erection nearly level with her face.

Grabbing himself, he waved his cock in front of the writhing young woman. "Here
you go, baby," he said.  "This monster will take care of....ungghhh!" His
statement was cut off as Pat, her pussy overheating, swiftly leaned forward
slightly and without preamble, sucked him deeply into her mouth. Feeling the hard
cock sliding in and out from between her lips was enough to set her off. 
Fireworks exploded in Pat's head as she twisted on Carlos' dick, impaling herself
on it fully, grinding her clit into his crotch.  She frantically laved the cock
in her mouth with her tongue, flailing at it with the pink appendage, delirious
from the sensation of being filled in two holes at once.

Carlos grasped Pat's ass, slick with cum and sweat, to prevent her from bucking
off his cock as she climaxed.  The young woman's velvety sheath clutched him with
each convulsion, a feeling of indescribable bliss.  Using his hands on her ass,
he guided the shuddering woman of bronze back and forth on his love tool.  Above
him, he could see her slurping on his friend's cock, rapidly sucking it in and
out of her mouth.

Pat could feel her asscheeks being squeezed by Carlos, loved the sensation as
they were pulled apart, taut, exposing her wet little asshole to the air.  The
breeze caused by her rocking motions teased the nerve endings in her puckered
anus, creating yet another sensation to thrill her.

Suddenly Pat felt pressure on her clenched asshole.  Another man, drunk with lust
from seeing her bottom displayed so brazenly, had moved behind her and was
presenting the head of his cock to her bottomhole.  Sliding it along between her
taut asscheeks, he quickly coated it with a slick mixture of cum and cunt juice,
before placing the knob at the entrance to her bowels and slowly pushing himself
forward.

The feeling was incredible!  Pat could feel her tight little anus opening up,
expanding to accomodate the intruder which was slowly inching its way past her
opening, past the ring of muscle which clamped down on it as it inched forward to
sink deeper and deeper into her ass.  The cock in front of her momentarily
falling from her lips, spittle dripping down, Pat screamed in ecstasy as she felt
her third hole being penetrated.  The thin membrane between her ass and vaginal
sheaths was stretched to its limit to permit both cocks entry.  Pat could feel
them sliding in next to each other as she carefully sank down on Carlos' dick, at
the same time wiggling her ass back at the unknown owner of the cock which was
forcing its way ever deeper into her butt.

Filled completely in both lower holes, Pat once again eagerly sucked the cock in
front of her into her hot little mouth.  It felt awesome, but inside, part of Pat
quailed at the thought of what Monk or Melissa would think of her if they could
see her now, cum splattered all over her body, while she entertained three hard
dicks at once, thrilling as she was impaled by them over and over again.  She had
followed the gang seeking adventure--she had certainly found it, though not in
the manner she had anticipated!

Those thoughts were, however, swiftly brushed aside by the power of the
sensations coursing through her lithe body.  Plundered by the three hard cocks
filling every orifice, Pat was nearly delirious with bliss.  The air reeked with
the smell of hot, sweaty sex.  Her body having adjusted to the presence of pricks
up both her quim and ass, Pat had resumed slamming herself up and down on Carlos'
dick with force, while the intruder behind her ravaged her tender little ass with
increasing fury.  Carlos and this gang member had fallen into a rhythm, as their
cocks slid into the young adventuress side by side, separated only by a thin
sheath of flesh.

The man fucking Pat's ass looked down, past her cum splattered back, to watch his
hard shaft sinking into the writhing young woman.  Her puckered anus was split
wide to give him entry, the humid interior walls carressing him with each stroke
he made.  The sight of Pat Savage's ass stretched obscenely over his plundering
tool, while she fucked herself on another cock and sucked off yet a third one
with her talented mouth, was one he swore he would never forget.  It was
something he would be telling his friends about until the day he died.

"You rich cunts are all alike," he grunted, punctuating his statement by
thrusting to the hilt into her bowels once again.  The well-riden woman cried out
incoherantly, voice muffled by cock.  "You play hard to get, but when you get a
chance to get some real men, you turn into a total slut. You like me fucking your
ass, don't you, bitch?"  Ecstatic squeals were his only reply.

Pat's ass was incredibly tight.  The feel of her hot little ass clutching him as
he ravaged her was rapidly causing pressure to build in his balls, pressure he
was desparate to relieve.  Close to cumming, he clutched the bronzed woman's hips
to hold her, as yet another orgasm slammed through her body.  Pat was on fire,
loving it, greedily taking all the three gang members were giving her and giving
back as good as she got.  The first spurts of cum from the member she was blowing
set her off, racking her insatiable body with climactic convulsions.  Tasting the
salty tribute to her oral skills, Pat's orgasmic shrieks were muffled as she
hungrily drained the balls of the man in front of her, swallowing the slimy
liquid in hasty gulps, loving the taste and texture as the frothy sperm flowed
onto her tongue and down her throat, excess dribbling out of the corners of her
mouth and down her chin.

Bucking like an unbroken bronco, Pat's convulsions caused her ass and vaginal
muscles to spasmodically contract, hugging the cocks which filled them even
tighter.  It was too much for the man buried in Pat's puckered little asshole, as
the pressure built and burst.  Holding Pat's hips as he thrust into her, burying
his cock in her ass to the balls, he came.  Jet after jet of pearly white cum was
injected deep into her bowels, coating her insides.  His cock twitched as it
delivered its load, paying homage to Pat's incredible body.

Pat's spasms proved too much for Carlos as well.  As she ground herself into him
once again, impaling herself on his steely cock, his prick exploded, showering
the interior of her pink cunt with white jism.  Carlos thrust his hips up off the
cot, desparately trying to force himself deeper into the young woman as he got
off, ecstatic with the mindnumbing pleasure of feeling Pat cum on his cock.  Her
vaginal sheath milked him, making sure that it relieved him of every drop of the
fiery fluid.

Pat could feel the hot, sticky sperm spurting uncontrollably into her ass and
cunt.  The sensation, and the knowledge that two men were emptying themselves in
her, caused her to peak again.  The spent cock of the man in front of her falling
from between her lips, Pat flung her head back and wailed incoherantly like a
banshee as she came, her glistening, crimson tipped breasts bouncing wildly.

Withdrawing from her bottom, the man who had fucked Pat Savage's ass collapsed on
a nearby cot.  Pat's asshole, dilated from the abuse it had received, remained
obscenely stretched open, a testament to the fact that it had just finished
entertaining a stiff prick.  Sticky cum poured out of Pat's open anus before it
slowly closed, trapping the remaining sperm deep inside Pat's bowels.

Exhausted, Pat toppled over, off of Carlos, causing the cum he had deposited up
her cunt to mingle with his fellows' as it ran out of her leaking slit, covering
her thighs and ass.  The young woman's overheated mind caused her to softly
mutter, to no one in particular, "I'm a slut...I'm such a slut...I love it!"

And for the rest of that evening, Pat Savage proved that statement.  At some
point during the night the effects of the truth serum wore off, but by then,
nothing could have stopped the bronzed adventuress from sexually satisfying every
cock in the warehouse again and again.  Her perfect young body was blazing and
only sweaty, repeated sex could douse the flames. Time after time the gang
members had her, penetrating all of her orifices, sometimes individually,
sometimes in multiple combinations.  Each gang member had her at least twice,
several taking her three or more times, cumming at least once in each of her
holes.  Others had her jerk them off to climax with her talented hands, directing
her to spray her tits and the rest of her taut body with their sticky, hot sperm
as she milked them and emptied their balls of their loads.  Pat lost count of the
number of men she had satisfied, the number of times she had been brought to
crashing climaxes while being impaled on stiff cocks up her cunt or ass, the
amount of cum she had swallowed.

By the time the next morning arrived, the adventure seeker had been fully and
completed fucked.  Her perfect bronze body was coated with cum.  Gobs of pearly
white semen matted her dissheveled hair, plastering it to her body.  The smell of
her cunt juices and of sex filled the warehouse.

Finally finished with her, at an order from Cartwright the gang carried her back
in to the office.  Dr. Murray's eyes went wide as he saw the state the young
woman was in, though her cries of ecstasy throughout the night had informed him
of how she was being used.  Making sure she was tied securely to a chair, the
gang members filed out of the room.  Only Cartwright remained behind for a
moment.

Looking down at the exhausted young woman, Cartwright smiled.  "I'd advise you to
get your beauty sleep, my dear.  Our customers arrive for the good doctor and his
invention this evening, and you'll be making the long sea voyage back with them. 
Most of the men on that sub haven't seen a woman in weeks.  Tonight was just a
small taste of what you'll be in store for during the trip!  I suspect that if
you manage to make it through the voyage, they may sell you to a sultan somewhere
for his harem.  I hear they like young white women, and you'll certainly have the
necessary qualifications!  I'd be amazed if you weren't an expert in every sexual
perversion by the time you're finished!  If only the mighty Man of Bronze could
see you now--or an hour or two ago!"

Laughing, Cartwright exited the office, leaving his prisoners alone to
contemplate their futures.