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Collected by Djian
Short 1.0
by Wiley
The party had run late, well into the hours of darkness, but she
lived in a good, white, neighborhood, so didn't mind walking home at
night. In fact, the cool breeze against her skin and the stars of the
new moon made her feel almost euphoric. She was happy, happy, happy, and
turned to take a shortcut between houses. It was even darker between the
walls of the houses, but she knew her way well, so was surprised when she
tripped over something and, with and ooomph, landed hard on her hands and
knees.
She started to get up, wondering what had happened, when she was
shocked by a heavy body falling onto her back, forcing her hard down on
her stomach in the dirt of the path. Terror took her and she tried to
scream, only to have a large hand clamp itself over her lower face,
stuffing a cloth between her teeth, muffling her cries. She struggled to
get her hands from under her body and, when the weight lifted for a
minute off her torso, she dragged herself forward half a body length,
trying to escape.
She wasn't thinking at this point, just reacting like the trapped
animal she was, and kicked out of the shorts her attacker was pulling
from her legs, half stood, and scrambled forward, her hands going to her
mouth to remove the gag so that she could scream for help--people were
all around her, if she could only scream. Before she could take out the
gag though, she ran full tilt into someone large, someone strong, who
wrapped his arms around her, pinning her to his chest, her arms to her
side, and bore her, struggling and kicking, to the ground.
She thrashed and squirmed beneath him, and bucked in terror as
she felt warm lips press against the side of her neck, gently nuzzling
and sucking on her tender skin. She had to escape, she had to, she
thought, then froze as she felt another pair of hands pulling at her
underwear, dragging it down past her creamy thighs and her well formed
calves. She was naked from the waist down now, and knew that these two
men were going to rape her, were going to take her virginity in a brutal,
inhuman, way.
She struggled furiously, her head thrashing back and forth and moans
breaking through the gag, as she felt the man on top of her begin working
his penis free from his jeans, still sucking and slobbering on her neck,
his knees now between her legs, forcing them apart. She felt his cock
press against her virgin opening and moaned in humiliation as his lips
moved to her ear, her hands pinning her struggling form for the moment.
"You're a hot little cunt," he whispered into her ear, her body
flushing with shame, "and hot little cunts need fucking. And I'm going
to fuck you."
She cringed at his words, and at the phallus pressing forcefully
against her pussy. She cried out in pain through her gag as the head of
his cock popped into her virgin canal, dragging the dry flesh painfully
along with it. Blackness engulfed her vision as she felt her hymen tear
beneath his battering cockhead, the pain filling every corner of her body
and mind. Her virginal blood slicked his entry as he filled her to the
balls with his throbbing manhood, her body stiff in agony, her body
feeling like it was being torn apart.
Her rapist began brutally thrusting into her, giving her no
quarter, whispering in her ear things like "oh ya, baby, nice and tight.
Fuck ya. Good cunt," while licking and sucking on her neck. Minutes
which seemed like hours passed as he rode her, slamming her slender hips and
buttocks painfully into the dirt with each downward thrust, and the pain
gradually lessened to be replaced by strange feeling of fullness. She
barely registered this change, though, weeping as she was in terror and
humiliation. He froze on top of her and moaned, and she could feel his
seed fill her belly, coating the inside of her vagina, bringing a cool
relief to her tortured young flesh.
He rolled off of her and she tried to get up, to finally escape;
they had taken her virginity, surely they would let her go now. She
managed to prop herself onto her elbow when two hands grabbed her ankles
and lifted her legs high into the air, forcing her once more onto her
back. Before she could do anything, her knees were beside her head and
there was another man on top of her, his penis searching for her newly
violated pussy.
She gasped as he entered her in one smooth motion: it didn't
hurt this time, her previous rapist's sperm lubricating the way for her
second violation. He began to fuck her slowly and steadily, kissing her
face, her eyes, her forehead, her lips and her neck. After her previous
rape it was almost comforting; she was exhausted from her struggles and,
held like this, almost folded in half, she couldn't move, could only lay
there, slowly getting fucked for the second time in her young life.
A warmth spread through her body as he slowly thrust into her,
and she felt the nipples on her small but firm breasts begin to throb
beneath the chaffing of her shirt and bra, rubbing back and forth against
her breasts by the gently rocking motion of the man above her. Her loins
began to tingle, like a humming or a buzzing deep down around her pussy,
as she stared confusedly at the sky past her rapists silowhet. What was
happening to her, she though, her fear building as the sensations of her
body slowly increased. She had never felt anything like this before, and
it frightened her. She closed her eyes, trying to forget what was
happening to her, trying to forget that she was lying in the dirt being
raped by two men, but the sensations engulfing her body, the delicious
sensations coursing along her nerves, began to overwhelm her.
Each thrust of his cock brought a muffled gasp from her as sparks
of pleasure flashed across her body. His kisses on her face and neck
became burning, thrumming pleasures as the buzzing deep down in her groin
increased with each stroke of his cock in her tender teenaged cunt. She
felt him increase his pace on top of her, and her eyes snapped open and
her body started shaking with the tension of coming ecstacy. It felt so
good, she thought, so good, and she screamed in release as he bit down
hard on her neck, the pain sending ecstacy screaming down to her cunt,
which burst out in the most incredible sensations of her life, wave after
wave of agonizing pleasure rocking her slender young body, her cunt
gripping and grasping and twisting around the invading phallus, her
vision going black as she felt a man's seed fill her for the second time
in her life before she passed out.
When she awoke she found herself stripped naked and lying in a
5'x5' cage hanging 4' from the ground. She waited there, terror and
despair slowly growing in her as she looked around the room by the light
of the single bulb in the ceiling. The manacles on the wall, the benches
with shackles and leather restraints, the chairs with the same, the
display cases with clamps and whips and dildos, the leather masks, the
pit, three feet deep, just below her cage, all struck fear into her
heart; she started screaming for help.
She stopped and stared in surprise as the door opened and in
walked her friend, whose birthday party she had gone to, Lisa, followed
by her brother Jeff and her mother and father, Karen and Bill, and the
family dog, a german shepherd.
"It looks like our little prize has woken up," she heard Bill say
before she passed out from shock and amazement.
