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The raping of Christina.
"No, I am mixed. My dad's white, my mom's black. And no, I can't speak much spanish"...I said. I finished the beer and began to walk away, he grabbed my arm.. I pulled away and kept walking. I admit, I shouldn't have been such a bitch to him. I just wasn't interested and was losing patience with him. I went over to the other side of the room near the dance floor.
"Wanna beer" asked a voice. I turned to see a cute Puerto Rican guy standing there.
"Sure", I smiled. He went away for a while and came back with two beers.
"For me", I asked.
"Yes", he said with his sexy grin.
He was taller than me and had a very toned body.
"So how old are you" I asked watching him open the beer for me.
"I'm 22", he said. He was toooo young for me. I knew that I would drink the beer and disappear. I was 28, and didn't date younger guys. I wasn't really interested in getting with a guy right now. I had just broken up with Jose, and was still heartbroken over it. Besides, I just came there to meet Carla and hang out with her.
A hand pulled me out to the dance floor. It was a cute short mexican guy called Shorty. He could dance pretty good for a mexican. Usually I only danced with the Puerto Rican and Dominicans...they knew how to spin and spin a girl sooo right! His rhythm was good. We danced to two songs, and then I left. I searched for Carla. I went over to the bar and asked the bartender Tony if he'd seen Carla. He said he would let me know if she came in. I sat on the bar stool a little exhausted. A few men past by on their way to the dance floor, playing with my hair. "Wanna dance" they asked.
"No thanks", I said sipping another beer. Shorty came over to me, and I noticed the 22 year old guy, and the old guy in the cowboy hat too...they were sort of standing behind him.
Shorty asked me,"Would you like to try a mixed drink Krystal" I was so pissed that Carla hadn't come in yet, I said "Sure, why not". Shorty was attractive with dark round eyes and long black hair. He was just too short for my taste. I took the small glass from his hand and drank down the long island iced tea. I had known him for almost a year now, and never considered dating him. As the night went on I began to feel suddenly soooo tired and dizzy. I figured it was the beers I had drank. My stomache felt so weak and I felt like I could vomit. "Tony, could you call me a cab please" I asked. "Sure", he said,"Are you gonna be okay" "Yeahhh, I just feel kinda sick", I moaned. I staggered outside to the parking lot to get some fresh air for a minute. The freezing cold air pulled hard at my dark braless nipples through my thin white top. I had forgotten my jacket inside. I tried to inhale as much fresh air as I could. Bits of snow fell to the ground. I shivered from the icy air and started to go back inside. Shorty came out and blocked my path.."Are you okay",he asked. "Ohhh...I feel so sick!", I moaned. I could barely stand up, and I felt like I was blacking out slowly. He grabbed me around my waist and held me up. I remember him saying,"Come on. I will take you home." I was too weak to resist and let him lead me to a big black SUV. I sat in the back seat and blacked out completely. Suddenly I felt such strong feelings of arousal to my over-sensitive nipples. I moaned as I felt them being forced to stiffen hard! I was gasping for breath, and trying desperately to open my eyes...and finally I did. My eyes were so blurry, and my arms were being held down to my sides. My top was pulled down underneath my fat tits and my redbrown nipples were standing out extremely erect, as Shorty was sucking hungrily on them. I tried to protest but only soft sighs escaped my lips. It was feeling soooo goood! Ohhhh! "OOHHH my god!!! What are you doing to me" I sobbed as thick cum seeped into my panties, I squirmed as more and more began to drip out. His hands held me firmly in place, and I could not move! I was made to sit there and enjoy the orgasm to the fullest! I had realized two other men were also in the truck and were watching him sucking hard on my nipples, but I could barely speak or think straight. I blacked out again.
I awoke inside of an apartment filled with people snorting cocaine in the living room. I was so out of it, I didn't ask questions about what was going on. I was being dragged into a bedroom in the back. I remember Shorty pushing me back on the bed. I was sobbing,"My stomache really hurts. Please take me home! I'm begging you!"
"Shhhh", he whispered unzipping his jeans and pulling off his shirt. I could not move, my body felt so heavy. He impatiently tore my shirt down, and dropped it to the floor. My nipples were still fully erect and standing straight out at him. He ripped my panties down and tossed them, then spread my thick thighs apart.
"OOOhh my god! Ohhh!", I squealed uncontrollably as he licked and sucked my clit firmly. His wet tongue went into my pussy hole..I cringed as it probed my tightness. I hadn't had my pussy sucked in such a long time, since my boyfriend and I had broken up. The feeling made my body trembling with a mixture of delight and fear.
"Pretty pretty pussy, Christine", he moaned as he licked and licked. "Please stop! Please!", I cried.
I then found an ounce of strength to try to fight him off. My legs came up slightly and kicked at him. He then straddled over top of me, and forced my legs apart with his legs. "Stop it you little bitch! Stop resisting me", he hissed in an angry tone of voice. I felt him slide his hard long cock inside me.I shrieked at it penetrated through my tightness. He thrusted and thrusted in hard firm strokes, attempting to fit as much of himself in me as he could. I was crying out as the pressure hit hard inside me. He began licking my swollen areolas and sucking hard on my nipples as his cocked went in and out of my wet pussy. I could only lie there as orgasm filled my body uncontrollably. Afterwards I must have blacked out completely...until...I awoke to find the old man that was wearing the cowboy hat in the club. I tried to scream as he held me down tight on the bed. He then stood up to take off his jeans. "Remember me You ignore me tonight. Now you can't get away from me. I'm gonna fuck you, he grinned wickedly. I tried so hard to escape, but ended up falling on the floor. He held me on the floor on my back. "Oh god no! NO please!Someone HELP!! HELP!" I sobbed as I felt his hard cock rip through my sore pussy. I cried and cried "Someone help me please! Please!!!" He didn't care if I sceamed or cried, he ignored me. His arms gripped my shoulders tightly as he pounded harder and faster. I felt myself slipping away again and I blacked out.
This time I awoke on my back, lying on the bed again. This time the ceiling light was on and blaring in my eyes. Someone was kissing on my tits very softly and rubbing on them. My hard nipples tingled as they were being stroked tenderly. The 22 year old guy sat over me, staring at my face and at my tits.
"Your sooo pretty. Why did you let those guys fuck you" he asked,"Why Are you a whore or something"
Tears welled up inside me so strong. I felt tears burning my eyes so hard and I started crying.
"I'm not a whore... I'm not a whore"...I couldn't speak well, my words were coming out all jumbled up,"Those guys raped...raped me..they raped me and I didn't want it..and they raped me.."
"Shhh", he whipered and kissed my face, "Its okay. I just wish you would have let me be with you. I wanted you...and you went to those guys. Why"
"But they raped me..." I could barely speak at all. "I will clean your pussy..." I heard him say. I felt him dragging me into a bathroom, and he filled the bathtub with water. He tried to pull me in the freezing icy water. I screamed,"Noo"! I tried to pull his hands away and he shoved me in with him. The icy water stung my skin, as he splashed it over my tits and my face and shoulders. He took soap and began to lather it with his hands over my body. I was fighting to hold myself up in the water and keep from going under. He rinsed me off and pulled me up to my feet. I attempted to leave, but he forced me against the cold tiled wall. "Where do you think your going Oh no. I'm not finished with you yet mamita," he said. My chest was pressed so tight against the icy wall as he grabbed my hips, and forced my arms behind my back. My full round ass was pressed against him. I could feel his big hard on, pushing against me. "Mmmm, Ay bendito. You have a nice fat ass. Its so round and so soft. Doggy style is gonna feel sooo good" I heard him say. I whimpered as he slid his stiff dick in my swollen sore pussy. He was groaning in spanish as his thrusts increased. It burned so badly as he forced it in harder and harder, while gripping my arms tightly. He finally pulled his cock out and let it explode on the bathtub. When his grip was gone I managed to stumble out of the bathroom naked and into the hallway sobbing wildly,"Someone please help me!Please!" I was dripping wet and didn't even care that I was stark naked. I only wanted to get out of the apartment. I noticed a fat blonde girl snorting something in a corner with a room full of men. Shorty came out of nowhere and grabbed me,"What the hell are you doing" He dragged me back into his room and shoved me on his bed.
I wanted to stop him, but my body felt so tired of trying to fight.
My body was freezing and wet from the shower. He
lay on top of my sucking on my cold rigid nipples and pulling out his cock again. He plunged it deep inside me again. It was so painful, I thought my pussy would finally tear to pieces and bleed. He shot his warm cum deep inside me and passed out. I was so scared, and just lay there. My body was still feeling heavy and tired. I tried to lift my arm and managed to. I then pulled myself up very very slowly. My head was pounding so hard, and My eyes still burned. I stumbled from the bed naked and searched for something to cover myself to leave...a teashirt! anything! I managed to find an oversized teashirt on the chair, and I slid it over my head. I could not find my panties or my skirt. I just wore the teashirt since it came down to my knees anyway. I then found my panties on the floor. I slid them on..along with a black leather jacket at the edge of the bed. I used the walls as a crutch as I made my way out of the apartment. In the living room, I saw that mostly everyone had cleared out. There were a couple of men there, and they were all passed out asleep on the couches. I went out the front door panting in fear. I didn't want them to hear me. I then made it outside. The sun was started to rise in the early morning sky. It was so cold out there, it made my nipples painfully stand out stiffened under the thin teashirt. The snow had melted on the ground a little bit. The coldness hurt my bared feet. I saw a cab riding through the apartment complex.
"Hey!" I called. The cab stopped and drove to where I stood. He rolled down his window,"Yes"
"Please help me! You gotta help me. I need to get out of here!" I was out of breath.
"Uh...I don't know. I am on my way to pick up a customer", he said.
"Ive been raped! These guys all raped me! Please help me! You gotta help me!" I sobbed.
"Alright, get in," he said unlocking the backdoor. I got in and closed the door.
"Do you need a ride to the police station" he asked.
"Yes please", I said wiping burning tears from my eyes...
"Wanna beer" asked a voice. I turned to see a cute Puerto Rican guy standing there.
"Sure", I smiled. He went away for a while and came back with two beers.
"For me", I asked.
"Yes", he said with his sexy grin.
He was taller than me and had a very toned body.
"So how old are you" I asked watching him open the beer for me.
"I'm 22", he said. He was toooo young for me. I knew that I would drink the beer and disappear. I was 28, and didn't date younger guys. I wasn't really interested in getting with a guy right now. I had just broken up with Jose, and was still heartbroken over it. Besides, I just came there to meet Carla and hang out with her.
A hand pulled me out to the dance floor. It was a cute short mexican guy called Shorty. He could dance pretty good for a mexican. Usually I only danced with the Puerto Rican and Dominicans...they knew how to spin and spin a girl sooo right! His rhythm was good. We danced to two songs, and then I left. I searched for Carla. I went over to the bar and asked the bartender Tony if he'd seen Carla. He said he would let me know if she came in. I sat on the bar stool a little exhausted. A few men past by on their way to the dance floor, playing with my hair. "Wanna dance" they asked.
"No thanks", I said sipping another beer. Shorty came over to me, and I noticed the 22 year old guy, and the old guy in the cowboy hat too...they were sort of standing behind him.
Shorty asked me,"Would you like to try a mixed drink Krystal" I was so pissed that Carla hadn't come in yet, I said "Sure, why not". Shorty was attractive with dark round eyes and long black hair. He was just too short for my taste. I took the small glass from his hand and drank down the long island iced tea. I had known him for almost a year now, and never considered dating him. As the night went on I began to feel suddenly soooo tired and dizzy. I figured it was the beers I had drank. My stomache felt so weak and I felt like I could vomit. "Tony, could you call me a cab please" I asked. "Sure", he said,"Are you gonna be okay" "Yeahhh, I just feel kinda sick", I moaned. I staggered outside to the parking lot to get some fresh air for a minute. The freezing cold air pulled hard at my dark braless nipples through my thin white top. I had forgotten my jacket inside. I tried to inhale as much fresh air as I could. Bits of snow fell to the ground. I shivered from the icy air and started to go back inside. Shorty came out and blocked my path.."Are you okay",he asked. "Ohhh...I feel so sick!", I moaned. I could barely stand up, and I felt like I was blacking out slowly. He grabbed me around my waist and held me up. I remember him saying,"Come on. I will take you home." I was too weak to resist and let him lead me to a big black SUV. I sat in the back seat and blacked out completely. Suddenly I felt such strong feelings of arousal to my over-sensitive nipples. I moaned as I felt them being forced to stiffen hard! I was gasping for breath, and trying desperately to open my eyes...and finally I did. My eyes were so blurry, and my arms were being held down to my sides. My top was pulled down underneath my fat tits and my redbrown nipples were standing out extremely erect, as Shorty was sucking hungrily on them. I tried to protest but only soft sighs escaped my lips. It was feeling soooo goood! Ohhhh! "OOHHH my god!!! What are you doing to me" I sobbed as thick cum seeped into my panties, I squirmed as more and more began to drip out. His hands held me firmly in place, and I could not move! I was made to sit there and enjoy the orgasm to the fullest! I had realized two other men were also in the truck and were watching him sucking hard on my nipples, but I could barely speak or think straight. I blacked out again.
I awoke inside of an apartment filled with people snorting cocaine in the living room. I was so out of it, I didn't ask questions about what was going on. I was being dragged into a bedroom in the back. I remember Shorty pushing me back on the bed. I was sobbing,"My stomache really hurts. Please take me home! I'm begging you!"
"Shhhh", he whispered unzipping his jeans and pulling off his shirt. I could not move, my body felt so heavy. He impatiently tore my shirt down, and dropped it to the floor. My nipples were still fully erect and standing straight out at him. He ripped my panties down and tossed them, then spread my thick thighs apart.
"OOOhh my god! Ohhh!", I squealed uncontrollably as he licked and sucked my clit firmly. His wet tongue went into my pussy hole..I cringed as it probed my tightness. I hadn't had my pussy sucked in such a long time, since my boyfriend and I had broken up. The feeling made my body trembling with a mixture of delight and fear.
"Pretty pretty pussy, Christine", he moaned as he licked and licked. "Please stop! Please!", I cried.
I then found an ounce of strength to try to fight him off. My legs came up slightly and kicked at him. He then straddled over top of me, and forced my legs apart with his legs. "Stop it you little bitch! Stop resisting me", he hissed in an angry tone of voice. I felt him slide his hard long cock inside me.I shrieked at it penetrated through my tightness. He thrusted and thrusted in hard firm strokes, attempting to fit as much of himself in me as he could. I was crying out as the pressure hit hard inside me. He began licking my swollen areolas and sucking hard on my nipples as his cocked went in and out of my wet pussy. I could only lie there as orgasm filled my body uncontrollably. Afterwards I must have blacked out completely...until...I awoke to find the old man that was wearing the cowboy hat in the club. I tried to scream as he held me down tight on the bed. He then stood up to take off his jeans. "Remember me You ignore me tonight. Now you can't get away from me. I'm gonna fuck you, he grinned wickedly. I tried so hard to escape, but ended up falling on the floor. He held me on the floor on my back. "Oh god no! NO please!Someone HELP!! HELP!" I sobbed as I felt his hard cock rip through my sore pussy. I cried and cried "Someone help me please! Please!!!" He didn't care if I sceamed or cried, he ignored me. His arms gripped my shoulders tightly as he pounded harder and faster. I felt myself slipping away again and I blacked out.
This time I awoke on my back, lying on the bed again. This time the ceiling light was on and blaring in my eyes. Someone was kissing on my tits very softly and rubbing on them. My hard nipples tingled as they were being stroked tenderly. The 22 year old guy sat over me, staring at my face and at my tits.
"Your sooo pretty. Why did you let those guys fuck you" he asked,"Why Are you a whore or something"
Tears welled up inside me so strong. I felt tears burning my eyes so hard and I started crying.
"I'm not a whore... I'm not a whore"...I couldn't speak well, my words were coming out all jumbled up,"Those guys raped...raped me..they raped me and I didn't want it..and they raped me.."
"Shhh", he whipered and kissed my face, "Its okay. I just wish you would have let me be with you. I wanted you...and you went to those guys. Why"
"But they raped me..." I could barely speak at all. "I will clean your pussy..." I heard him say. I felt him dragging me into a bathroom, and he filled the bathtub with water. He tried to pull me in the freezing icy water. I screamed,"Noo"! I tried to pull his hands away and he shoved me in with him. The icy water stung my skin, as he splashed it over my tits and my face and shoulders. He took soap and began to lather it with his hands over my body. I was fighting to hold myself up in the water and keep from going under. He rinsed me off and pulled me up to my feet. I attempted to leave, but he forced me against the cold tiled wall. "Where do you think your going Oh no. I'm not finished with you yet mamita," he said. My chest was pressed so tight against the icy wall as he grabbed my hips, and forced my arms behind my back. My full round ass was pressed against him. I could feel his big hard on, pushing against me. "Mmmm, Ay bendito. You have a nice fat ass. Its so round and so soft. Doggy style is gonna feel sooo good" I heard him say. I whimpered as he slid his stiff dick in my swollen sore pussy. He was groaning in spanish as his thrusts increased. It burned so badly as he forced it in harder and harder, while gripping my arms tightly. He finally pulled his cock out and let it explode on the bathtub. When his grip was gone I managed to stumble out of the bathroom naked and into the hallway sobbing wildly,"Someone please help me!Please!" I was dripping wet and didn't even care that I was stark naked. I only wanted to get out of the apartment. I noticed a fat blonde girl snorting something in a corner with a room full of men. Shorty came out of nowhere and grabbed me,"What the hell are you doing" He dragged me back into his room and shoved me on his bed.
I wanted to stop him, but my body felt so tired of trying to fight.
My body was freezing and wet from the shower. He
lay on top of my sucking on my cold rigid nipples and pulling out his cock again. He plunged it deep inside me again. It was so painful, I thought my pussy would finally tear to pieces and bleed. He shot his warm cum deep inside me and passed out. I was so scared, and just lay there. My body was still feeling heavy and tired. I tried to lift my arm and managed to. I then pulled myself up very very slowly. My head was pounding so hard, and My eyes still burned. I stumbled from the bed naked and searched for something to cover myself to leave...a teashirt! anything! I managed to find an oversized teashirt on the chair, and I slid it over my head. I could not find my panties or my skirt. I just wore the teashirt since it came down to my knees anyway. I then found my panties on the floor. I slid them on..along with a black leather jacket at the edge of the bed. I used the walls as a crutch as I made my way out of the apartment. In the living room, I saw that mostly everyone had cleared out. There were a couple of men there, and they were all passed out asleep on the couches. I went out the front door panting in fear. I didn't want them to hear me. I then made it outside. The sun was started to rise in the early morning sky. It was so cold out there, it made my nipples painfully stand out stiffened under the thin teashirt. The snow had melted on the ground a little bit. The coldness hurt my bared feet. I saw a cab riding through the apartment complex.
"Hey!" I called. The cab stopped and drove to where I stood. He rolled down his window,"Yes"
"Please help me! You gotta help me. I need to get out of here!" I was out of breath.
"Uh...I don't know. I am on my way to pick up a customer", he said.
"Ive been raped! These guys all raped me! Please help me! You gotta help me!" I sobbed.
"Alright, get in," he said unlocking the backdoor. I got in and closed the door.
"Do you need a ride to the police station" he asked.
"Yes please", I said wiping burning tears from my eyes...
The bride is kidnapped.
Pain, a throbbing pain passed through her forehead causing her body to tremble. Attempting to move her hands to her temple, she found they were tied to whatever she was laying upon. Likewise, Abby found her legs tied in a spread eagle fashion the same as her arms. Her mind begins to lead her to consciousness and awareness of her surroundings. Abby was unable to fathom where she was and why her arms and legs were restrained. Her mind commenced to focus on what she was doing before finding her limbs tied to a large bed. When she tried to speak, Abby found her mouth taped shut and could only moan. Then her mind allowed her to bring things into focus and she became extremely fearful. Raising her head from the bed, Abby looked down across her body and found her clothing had been removed. "No," she thought, "Someone has removed not only my dress, but my bra panties, also."
Her face, she knew, turned a brilliant red in embarrassment from the knowledge someone had viewed her body unclothed. "Why, why has someone done these things to me?" Abby asked herself aloud. Thinking back to what she was doing before she awoke and found herself restrained to the bed, Abby remembered walking to her car in the mall parking lot. Something foul smelling had been placed over her face and her memory of two men grabbing her. She had been shopping for a few items for her wedding that was to take place on Saturday. Abby had purchased gifts for her sister, Monica, who was to be her matron of honor, and for her bridesmaids. Her mind now cleared and visualized how her attackers grabbed her, placed something over her face as she struggled. She recalled how her body seemed to fade away as they held her.
Then realized she had been kidnapped, but why? Why was she tied her down and worst of all, undressed and her virginal body nude? Abby felt fear worse than anything she could ever have imagined and wondered if whoever had abducted her, planned to kill her? A noise to her right startled her, turning her head, she saw a hooded naked man. "Umh, Umh awg ugh," Abby's voice tried to say the words, "Who, who are you?" With the tape across her mouth her sounds weren't understandable. Her eyes filled with tears, and attempted to signal to her captor she wanted her mouth free to speak.
From the opposite side of the room, someone spoke, "Hey Mack, think we should take her gag off?" Turning toward the other voice, Abby saw he also was wearing a ski mask.
"Don't see why not, Dean, old buddy, appears to me, she's awake now and may be ready for some good action," she heard the man, named Mack, reply. With a suddenness that took her breath away, the man named Dean yanked the tape gagging her from her mouth. "Oh, that hurt. What're you doing to me? Why have you tied me up with nothing on? Please let me up so I may go home. Please?" Abby pleaded. "Why have we kidnapped you and tied you up and removed your clothing, you ask," the man named Dean asked? "Tell you why," the man named Mack begins speaking, "you got something between those pretty legs that we want."
Abby begin to sob, her body shook as she saw both men were undressed and their penises becoming erect. Fear raked across her body in the knowledge they were viewing her as an object of sex. "No, oh God no," Abby's voice uttered, in a prayer like fashion. The awareness of what the two men assuredly were planning on doing to her required she ask her Savior for assistance. "Father, in thy name, I ask you deliver me from this evil," Abby prayed aloud. "Listen to her Mack, she's praying for us to deliver her," Dean mocked her prayers for help. "You'll get help and I believe this is a good time to start," Dean added in his mocking prayer voice. Then he moved over and sat on the bed next to where she was tied down. Dean's hand reached out and slowly stroked the nineteen-year-old girl's left leg with an occasional hard grip. Fear rose in Abby's throat as she attempted to tell her tormentor to not touch her. "Don't, please, don't touch me like, it's unfair to do this to me," Abby cringed from the man's hand? Instead Dean moved his hand upward and stroked across her pubes. No one had ever been so intimate with Abby, as she was virginal. Her intended husband Josh had only kissed her lips in a non-sexual way that thought brought fresh tears to Abby's eyes as she thought of her intended. "Please let me go. I'm to be married next Saturday at our church, and I'll never report you if you release me," Abby pleaded. Then Mack moved to the bed, sat down, and his hand reached out and closed around her right breast. Abby became more aware, if such was possible, as to what the two men were planning to do with her.
While Mack begins to fondle her breast, Dean's hand moved down and commenced stroking her vulva. "Stop! Don't touch me like that! Let me go before it's too late," Abby pleaded with an emotional sound to her voice that caught Mack off guard. His hands let go of her breast from the surreal utterances Abby pronounced in a voice she didn't know was possible. Her other tormentor, Dean, found the uttered sounds to his liking and his fingers moved into the opening of Abby's vagina. Mack recovered from his shock of Abby's request to stop, moved his mouth down, started sucking and biting her nipple. Abby felt Dean moved his fingers from her sex and move around on the bed and untied the cords around her ankles.
Thinking she was going to be released, Abby told him, "Thank you for letting me go." "Oh yeah, you'll thank me all right, Abby dearest," the man called Dean told her. "In fact you'll be screaming your thanks before long," Dean added to his comments. Then she felt Dean again caress her sex and his fingers trying to invade her body. Abby locked her legs together and crossed her ankles to keep his fingers from penetrating her most private area. Dean grabbed her heavy growth of dark pubic hair and pulled it extremely hard, telling Abby, "Open your legs!" "Oh that hurts, don't do that, please, stop, it hurts when you pull my hair down there," Abby winced out in pain. "Open those pretty legs and cooperate and I'll not pull your cunt hair," Dean told her, pulling even harder on her hair. "Please, both of you stop.
Why are you doing this to me? I'm getting married this coming weekend, and I've never done anything with a man before," Abby pleaded with the men. "Yeah we know, sweet Abby. We are going to be your first. So which one of us do you wish to be your first," Mack asked as he stopped sucking at her breast? Abby felt her body tremble in the worse fear she could imagine when asked to choose who would ravish her virginity from her body. Tears formed again behind her eyes and she sobbed out, "Don't do this to me." Hearing her pleas, Mack bit the nipple he'd been sucking extremely hard, and to Abby it seemed like it was bitten off. Then Mack moved his mouth over and bit the other nipple, even harder, it seemed to Abby. Taking her breast in hishands, he moved up and told Abby, "I'm going to kiss you. If you bite me, I'll kill you," Mack told her as his lips moved onto hers. Abby shut her eyes to hide the image of this man, who wasn't her future husband, as he commenced kissing her lips. Only one other person had ever kissed her and that was her boyfriend, Tim, when she was in the ninth grade.
She wasn't certain what Dean was about do to but she felt him moving around at the side of the bed. Dean moved his face moved toward Abby's crotch, and he couldn't believe how much hair covered her sex. Her pubes not only spread across her Moms Venus from thigh- to-thigh, but covered her lower stomach within an inch of her navel. Pushing apart Abby's sleek thighs, Dean viewed the pubic hair as it traveled down her major labia, reaching to her anus. Spreading her legs even farther, Dean viewed the dark mass of pubes spread onto her inner thighs and reached at least three inches down her upper legs. Damn, he thought that this babe has evidently never shaved her pussy, ever! Looking at the hair as it grew downward on her inner thighs. Dean wondered how she could even wear shorts or a bathing suit with the massive growth of hair on her legs.
Comparing the long and thick hair covering Abby's pussy, Dean thought of the other girls who he had seen nude and knew this was without doubt the most hair on a girl's pussy he would likely ever view. Dean moved his face against the expanse of Abby's groin, onto the massive growth of dark hair surrounding her tightly closed sex. Hell, he thought, this girl is so virginal she most likely has never masturbated, even once in her life. Which, Dean wasn't aware of, was actually the truth. Then his mouth settled against the hair-covered vulva of the frightened and quivering teenager. His mind thought of only one thing as his lips felt the dark curls against them. That is the desire to taste her virgin juices and be the first man to claim her first time as his own. Mack continued kissing Abby's lips while his passion and ardor made him begin to no use his tongue and attempt to enter her mouth. Abby held her lips constricted together, and he was unable to gain entry into her mouth. Pulling his lips from hers, said, "Open up your mouth bitch, or I'll strangle you," as his hands closed tightly around her slender throat. Never had Abby considered someone sticking their tongue into her mouth, now she opened hers, allowing her captor's tongue inside her mouth. Feeling the man named Mack push his tongue against hers and start rubbing and licking inside her mouth about made Abby gags. She and Josh had spoken of French kissing, but decided it was the same as any sex act. Both determined it should be saved until they were married and love is a part of such an intimate act. Now Abby felt her mouth being violated and she started to pull her lips from Mack's. Just as she was ready to move her lips away from Mack's, she felt Dean's mouth touch against her womanhood. Her hips pulled away from the touch of Dean's face between her legs. Feeling Dean's face between her spread legs, his mouth touched the most intimate place on her body, gave her chills.
This was worse than Mack's tongue inside her mouth and it alone was making her wish to die. Dean was frustrated in his inability to feel all of Abby's pussy hair against his face and decided to remove the mask. He knew as long as his face was between her legs, she wouldn't be able to identify him later. Pulling the mask over his head allowed his face to be uncovered completely, and then Dean again placed his face over Abby's pussy. Thrashing about and attempting to move Dean's face away from her sex, did nothing but excite Dean to a higher sexual level. Abby was throwing her legs in all directions, but Dean moved his face at will between them. Dean moved his body atop Abby's right leg, and his arm and shoulder and pinned her left leg to the mattress.
Dean commenced licking between her parted thighs, fulfilling his desires and lust in raping the girl with his tongue. Feeling his tongue inside Abby's mouth was causing Mack to become more excited and his manhood was pushing against her side. His right hand was squeezing and rubbing her breast while he French kissed her. His body pushing back and forth against Abby's side, and in his inexperience, was causing him to reach the point of ejaculation. He couldn't stop pushing his erection against Abby. Then he felt the stirring of his semen moving, from deep inside his testicles and through his penis and splash against Abby. His voice choked with the release as he continued Frenching Abby. Abby felt Mack's movements against her body and her knowledge told her what the man was about to do against her skin. Feeling the warm wetness splash against her side and some onto her stomach, Abby knew the man had just spilled his seed onto her body. At least she thought, it wasn't inside me and now I'll soon be free to go she assumed in her innocence.
Then some strange sensations begin to travel throughout her body from feeling Dean's tongue as it licked her sex. Abby felt her body betraying her as she tried to stifle her voice from responding from the feelings Dean's manipulations were creating between her legs. Her hips rose from the bed, to complete the contact with the tongue probing within the opening between her thighs. Like a bolt of lightning, a flash of unbelievable pleasure shot from somewhere deep within her body and traveled directly downward and centered between her sprayed legs. Dean's tongue was touching her somewhere at the top of her sex and the feeling was both pleasurable and scary. Unable to suppress her feelings, Abby moaned around the tongue probing against her own and with a strong effort, pulled her mouth from Mack's, and said, "No, oh no, I can't, please you must stop." Yet the last thing Abby wanted were the feelings between her legs to stop, and her voice echoed, "I can't help it, oh that feels good, oh what are you doing to me?" Hearing Abby's words of passion, the two men continued to abuse her body.
Mack commenced sucking her breast again and found her nipples were hard as rocks and standing at least a half inch up into the air. Dean knowing his licking of the small round object at the top of Abby's pussy was making her enjoy what he was doing licked harder and faster. Dean rose from between her legs, pulled the mask down over his face, and told Mack, "Let's put the other stuff on her wrist and then finish what we came here for. "Don't leave me like this," Abby told her attaches, She wasn't certain if she wanted to continue the contact of their mouth on her body, or she was afraid they were leaving her alone in this place. After her body's sexual high had subsided from the lack of contact with the two men's manipulations, Abby felt relief, when Mack and Dean moved away from her body and rose from the bed. She was fearful they were planning on leaving her restrained to the bed and watched as they walked from the room. "Don't leave me alone, please don't leave me here by myself," Abby's voice whined out in a shrill sound. After they had left the room, Abby's body was still feeling the betrayal of the two men's sexual taking her, without the weird release it seemed to desire.
Why had her body commenced to respond to their actions? I've never done anything such as they were doing to me, and I can't believe that someone would do what they had been doing. As she lay tied to the bed, Abby felt the need to urinate. Abby hoped they two men would return soon and she would be allowed to use the bathroom. Lying as she was, Abby could not view the men in the other room and their voice wasn't loud enough to make out what they were saying.
After what was assuredly an hour, Dean walked back into the room and she saw he had handcuffs and they had some long code tied to each. She watched as he snapped on of the handcuffs to her left wrist and fastened the code to the bed. Then he repeated the process on her other arm. After both arms had been tied by the new cord, Abby watched as the original restraints were untied from the bed and her wrist. "Now you can move your arms around and I'm certain you'll want to before long so you can hug me when I pop your cherry," Dean told her as he walked from the room. Once Dean left the room, Abby tried to pull her arms far enough apart so she could untie the cords holding the handcuffs. She found they were only long enough to give her additional freedom to move her arms but she us unable to get free.
Abby even tried to move her hand down to cover her sex but the cords were only long enough that her hands reached just below her navel. Abby was now able to move enough that she could view her surroundings and noted a digital clock on the stand across from her. There was also a radio but she was unable to reach it to turn it on and at least have the sound from it for company. She noted the time was 4:18 and no small red light was on to show it was PM, which meant it was AM. That meant she had been here since Friday around noon, and it was now Saturday and she was to have been married in less than eight hours. Her mind wondered if anyone was looking for her and most of all, her future husband Josh. Josh, she asked herself, "Do you miss me?" Her head still had a slight pain to it and could smell something sweet like on her face that told her she had been put to sleep by something placed on her face when taken captive.
Her memory of reading about chloroform being used to kidnap someone came to her mind and thought that assuredly had happened to her. " But why, Abby asked herself?" Crying from her ordeal of being restrained and especially being nude, caused tears to run from her eyes. Thinking to herself that she had never been unkind to anyone, nor had any enemies, made Abby cry even more when she considered what must assuredly lie ahead for her. To be so exposed in her nudity, to the view of the two masked men, brought forth even more grief and tears to her sobbing body. After several minutes' Abby went to sleep from the humiliation and agony her mind and body was going through as she lay tied to the bed. "Wake up, Pretty Girl," Abby heard someone saying as she opened her eyes. Standing before her were the two nude men wearing their ski mask.
The one she knew was Dean was holding a tray of food, and informed her, "Here, eat this." Abby, her arms were no longer fastened by the restraints, rose up from the bed. Taking the tray in her hands she placed it on her lap and commenced to eat as she was so hungry and knew it had been more than twenty-four hours since she had last eaten. After finishing the sandwich and soup and enjoying the cold soft drink, Abby felt that she must get to the bathroom. "Could - could I go to the - the bathroom?" Abby asked in a halting manner of her captors? "What do you think Mack," the one called Dean asked? "Yeah, follow me, pretty thing, I'll show you where," Mack said and took her hand in his and led her to the bathroom. "Could I please be alone," Abby asked? "No way sweetheart, you just might try to escape." Abby's need to use the toilet was so great she didn't wait any longer and cried as she used the toilet.
The tears flowed from her eyes as her body functions were performed. Yet she could do nothing to curtail her body functions, as her needs were so great. "Ok, now let's shower, and clean up, Miss Abby," Mack said as he turned on the shower. Taking her hand in his, Mack lead Abby into the shower and taking the soap begin to wash her body. His hands traveled across her breast and down over her stomach and between her legs. The warmth of thewater felt soothing to Abby, but she was still in shock, that another person had watched her so intimately and private body functions just moments before. Mack used his hands to turn Abby around so she was facing him as he continued to wash her body. When he moved down onto his knees and started rubbing his soapy hands up and down her legs she felt some relief that perhaps she would not be hurt. Yet she knew they planned to rape her and she started to cry and her body shook with the knowledge of what was assuredly going to happen.
"I'm going to get out of the tub, but there is a new razor on the shelf for you to shave your legs," Mack told her as he stepped from the shower and commenced to dry himself off. "Hey Dean, why don't you come shower with Abby while she shaves her legs," Mack shouted out to his friend. Dean entered the bathroom and climbed into the shower with Abby and as she finished shaving her legs, he took the soap and lathered up his hands and moved one between her hips. Abby felt his hand touch her anus and she shuddered from being touched in such an intimate way. Her mind could not fathom anyone wanting to touch another in such a place.
With his hands covered with soap, Dean slowly played his finger tip over the entrance of Abby's anus. Then he started easing his finger into her body. "No, don't do that," Abby cried out in alarm. "Shut the hell up, and don't try to stop me or you'll get the crap slapped out of you," Dean said as he pushed his finger up into Abby's butt until he was up to his second knuckle. Slowly Dean moved his finger inside Abby's butt, and finally buried it completely into her as far as his finger could reach. Then he begins to move it into and back out of her body as if he was having sex with his finger. Abby's mind froze from the invasion of an object into her anus and never thought of such a thing being done to another, except for medical purposes. After several minutes of Dean's finger moving in and out of her rear opening, Abby felt a strange desire coursing through her body.
Then, with an abrupt move, Dean jerked his finger from her body. "Oh no," Abby moaned out as his finger left her butt. "Hell, Mack, I think she liked my finger in her ass, guess later on I'll have to put something else up her butt," Dean laughingly said. Then they moved Abby back to the bedroom and they sat on each side of her on the bed. What, Abby wondered, were they going to do to her now? "What day is it," Abby asked? "It's Saturday, and it is now 11 o'clock, so in just 30 minutes you will have been a bride and when that time is up, you're going to be my bride," Dean said to Abby as he leaned over and commenced kissing her lips. Again tears begin to flow from Abby's eyes and she realized that she would be saying her vows to Josh at this very moment if she wasn't being held hostage by these two men. Her body cringed as her lips were forced open by Dean. Then she wondered who these men were and she knew how to find out. Slowly her arms moved up and hugged Dean's neck.
Then she started to rub her hands all over his back, neck and finally his head. With a quick move, Abby grabbed the wet ski mask and with a sharp tug pulled it up and off Dean's head. Abby had done it so quickly Dean was unable to stop her from exposing his face to her view. "Timothy Dean, how could you do this to me," Abby shouted as she saw who her captive was? "Do you remember when I kissed you and tried to feel you tits and under you dressthat time when we were alone, and you slapped me," Dean replied? "Now I'm going to get what you stopped me from doing in ninth grade. I still remember begging you to go out with me again after that, but you always turned me down. So you can't stop me now," Dean laughed as he told her. "Then Mack, is really Jeff McMurphy," Abby said as she realized who the other man was.
Tim and Jeff were best friends since they were little boys and lived in homes on either side of the house where Abby lived. "Please Tim, let me go now, you done enough, and I promise I won't tell anyone what has happened since I've been here," Abby pleaded with the boy. "No way, in fact I think it is now 11:30 and that means your wedding would be over and it's time for the honeymoon, so don't fight me," he told her. Pulling Abby down onto the bed so she was flat on her back, Mack grabbed her arms and held them above her head. While he was doing this, Dean, or Tim as he was usually called, moved over the prone body of the young girl and wedge himself between her legs.
Abby felt real fear and she begged and pleaded with them to let her leave. She promised over and over that she would never tell. Her pleas were unheeded by the two, lust fired youths, and Dean took his erection in his hand and guided it to the edge of Abby's female cleft. Finding he wasn't able to enter her immediately, Dean begins to rub his hardness up and down the fur lined slit between Abby's legs. Finally he was able to lodge the head of his penis inside the labia of the frightened teenager and commence pushing his hardness up into her virgin body. "STOP," she cried out in fear and not wanting to be taken by anyone but her intended husband Josh. "No, don't do this to me, Tim, please stop now before you . . .," Abby was pleading in> mortal fear of what she knew was about to happen. This was to have been her wedding night gift to her new husband. Now a lust-crazed boy she had known all her life was about to forcefully take her maidenhead.
By now Dean had about half of his cock inside the young girl's vagina. Dean felt an obstruction against his hardness, and knew it was Abby's virginity. How many nights had he masturbated from the memory of his trying to seduce Abby on their only date more than four years ago? Now he felt it was time, and with a force of brut strength he drove his hard manhood deep inside the girl lying under him. He loved hearing her scream as he tore through her virginity. "Nooooo, stop it hurts, awg it hurts me," Abby screamed as she felt the searing pain of a man's penis attempting to split her virginity. "Please, oh please, won't you stop before it's too late?" Then she felt Tim shove really hard into her body and knew he was about to rob her of her virginity.
Pain shoots through her female opening and she screamed, "GOD NO, TAKE IT OUT, OH PLEASE STOP I CAN'T STAND IT, IT HURTS, NO." Abby screamed as tears flowed from her eyes and then she passed out from the pain and derogations she felt from being raped and the tearing of her virginity. For more than five minutes Dean continued to force his manhood into and back out of Abby's no longer virgin body. With a tremendous shove up inside the prostrate girl, Dean ejaculated and after a few moments, rolled off Abby's body, who had came back to reality after blacking out for a couple of minutes. Abby had lain under Tim as he took her and shoved himself deep and hard into her body. She kept praying that he would stop and when he finally did and rolled from her body, Abby sobbed out and her body felt lifeless. Just as Abby was about to rise up from the bed, Jeff moved between her legs and looking down at her stated, "Damns, look at the blood from her cherry, man I've never seen one this bloody before." Then Jeff begins to pound his manhood in and out of Abby's body.
How long he lasted he wasn't certain but when he felt himself ready to go off, he would stop, rest for a few moments and then recommence taking the girl. For two days the two boys toyed and raped the lovely young girl. Then they walked the nude Abby to their car, and drove out into the desert. During the drive, Abby cried and begged them to take her home. Reaching their destination, they pulled up alongside the four feet deep hole they had dug two weeks earlier. After digging the hole, they had collected rocks to through on top of the victim they knew would end up in this make shift grave.
Abby felt herself falling into the hole, then rocks being tossed on top of her, then the dirt was being shoveled over the rocks. A bearded old prospector, who lived in the rock ledges of the vast desert, watched as the young girl was thrown nude into the hole in the ground. Old Sam had watched the hole for two weeks, and thought the boys were trying to find gold on his desert, so each day he returned to see if they would return. Old Sam had decided that if they didn't return today, he would give up watching the hole, and awaiting the return of the boys.
After they car drove away, Old Sam moved quickly down to the grave and quickly dug the grave open, throw the rocks out and found the dirt covered girl was still breathing. Picking her up, Old Sam shoved her up over the top of the grave, and soon was beside her and breathing his life giving breath into her mouth and down into her lungs. "Easy little one," Old Sam said as Abby started to breath on her own and strike at the man who had his lips on hers.
Then Abby realized that she had just been saved by the man, even if he did smell of sweat, and his whiskers did tickle her nose and face as he gave her< his own air to breath. Her arms reached out and hugged him to her. "Thank you, may God bless you for saving me, please help me." "Let's get you something to put on, and then you can tell me what happened, if you want, but here, have a big drink of water." Three days later, Abby rode on Old Sam's pack mule into the small town on the edge of the desert, and as they pulled up in front of the small store, she knew her Savior had seen her through her worst nightmares, and now to call her beloved Josh. She telephone call to Josh and soon got married to Josh. Abby's two rapist were serving life in prison, without parole.
Her face, she knew, turned a brilliant red in embarrassment from the knowledge someone had viewed her body unclothed. "Why, why has someone done these things to me?" Abby asked herself aloud. Thinking back to what she was doing before she awoke and found herself restrained to the bed, Abby remembered walking to her car in the mall parking lot. Something foul smelling had been placed over her face and her memory of two men grabbing her. She had been shopping for a few items for her wedding that was to take place on Saturday. Abby had purchased gifts for her sister, Monica, who was to be her matron of honor, and for her bridesmaids. Her mind now cleared and visualized how her attackers grabbed her, placed something over her face as she struggled. She recalled how her body seemed to fade away as they held her.
Then realized she had been kidnapped, but why? Why was she tied her down and worst of all, undressed and her virginal body nude? Abby felt fear worse than anything she could ever have imagined and wondered if whoever had abducted her, planned to kill her? A noise to her right startled her, turning her head, she saw a hooded naked man. "Umh, Umh awg ugh," Abby's voice tried to say the words, "Who, who are you?" With the tape across her mouth her sounds weren't understandable. Her eyes filled with tears, and attempted to signal to her captor she wanted her mouth free to speak.
From the opposite side of the room, someone spoke, "Hey Mack, think we should take her gag off?" Turning toward the other voice, Abby saw he also was wearing a ski mask.
"Don't see why not, Dean, old buddy, appears to me, she's awake now and may be ready for some good action," she heard the man, named Mack, reply. With a suddenness that took her breath away, the man named Dean yanked the tape gagging her from her mouth. "Oh, that hurt. What're you doing to me? Why have you tied me up with nothing on? Please let me up so I may go home. Please?" Abby pleaded. "Why have we kidnapped you and tied you up and removed your clothing, you ask," the man named Dean asked? "Tell you why," the man named Mack begins speaking, "you got something between those pretty legs that we want."
Abby begin to sob, her body shook as she saw both men were undressed and their penises becoming erect. Fear raked across her body in the knowledge they were viewing her as an object of sex. "No, oh God no," Abby's voice uttered, in a prayer like fashion. The awareness of what the two men assuredly were planning on doing to her required she ask her Savior for assistance. "Father, in thy name, I ask you deliver me from this evil," Abby prayed aloud. "Listen to her Mack, she's praying for us to deliver her," Dean mocked her prayers for help. "You'll get help and I believe this is a good time to start," Dean added in his mocking prayer voice. Then he moved over and sat on the bed next to where she was tied down. Dean's hand reached out and slowly stroked the nineteen-year-old girl's left leg with an occasional hard grip. Fear rose in Abby's throat as she attempted to tell her tormentor to not touch her. "Don't, please, don't touch me like, it's unfair to do this to me," Abby cringed from the man's hand? Instead Dean moved his hand upward and stroked across her pubes. No one had ever been so intimate with Abby, as she was virginal. Her intended husband Josh had only kissed her lips in a non-sexual way that thought brought fresh tears to Abby's eyes as she thought of her intended. "Please let me go. I'm to be married next Saturday at our church, and I'll never report you if you release me," Abby pleaded. Then Mack moved to the bed, sat down, and his hand reached out and closed around her right breast. Abby became more aware, if such was possible, as to what the two men were planning to do with her.
While Mack begins to fondle her breast, Dean's hand moved down and commenced stroking her vulva. "Stop! Don't touch me like that! Let me go before it's too late," Abby pleaded with an emotional sound to her voice that caught Mack off guard. His hands let go of her breast from the surreal utterances Abby pronounced in a voice she didn't know was possible. Her other tormentor, Dean, found the uttered sounds to his liking and his fingers moved into the opening of Abby's vagina. Mack recovered from his shock of Abby's request to stop, moved his mouth down, started sucking and biting her nipple. Abby felt Dean moved his fingers from her sex and move around on the bed and untied the cords around her ankles.
Thinking she was going to be released, Abby told him, "Thank you for letting me go." "Oh yeah, you'll thank me all right, Abby dearest," the man called Dean told her. "In fact you'll be screaming your thanks before long," Dean added to his comments. Then she felt Dean again caress her sex and his fingers trying to invade her body. Abby locked her legs together and crossed her ankles to keep his fingers from penetrating her most private area. Dean grabbed her heavy growth of dark pubic hair and pulled it extremely hard, telling Abby, "Open your legs!" "Oh that hurts, don't do that, please, stop, it hurts when you pull my hair down there," Abby winced out in pain. "Open those pretty legs and cooperate and I'll not pull your cunt hair," Dean told her, pulling even harder on her hair. "Please, both of you stop.
Why are you doing this to me? I'm getting married this coming weekend, and I've never done anything with a man before," Abby pleaded with the men. "Yeah we know, sweet Abby. We are going to be your first. So which one of us do you wish to be your first," Mack asked as he stopped sucking at her breast? Abby felt her body tremble in the worse fear she could imagine when asked to choose who would ravish her virginity from her body. Tears formed again behind her eyes and she sobbed out, "Don't do this to me." Hearing her pleas, Mack bit the nipple he'd been sucking extremely hard, and to Abby it seemed like it was bitten off. Then Mack moved his mouth over and bit the other nipple, even harder, it seemed to Abby. Taking her breast in hishands, he moved up and told Abby, "I'm going to kiss you. If you bite me, I'll kill you," Mack told her as his lips moved onto hers. Abby shut her eyes to hide the image of this man, who wasn't her future husband, as he commenced kissing her lips. Only one other person had ever kissed her and that was her boyfriend, Tim, when she was in the ninth grade.
She wasn't certain what Dean was about do to but she felt him moving around at the side of the bed. Dean moved his face moved toward Abby's crotch, and he couldn't believe how much hair covered her sex. Her pubes not only spread across her Moms Venus from thigh- to-thigh, but covered her lower stomach within an inch of her navel. Pushing apart Abby's sleek thighs, Dean viewed the pubic hair as it traveled down her major labia, reaching to her anus. Spreading her legs even farther, Dean viewed the dark mass of pubes spread onto her inner thighs and reached at least three inches down her upper legs. Damn, he thought that this babe has evidently never shaved her pussy, ever! Looking at the hair as it grew downward on her inner thighs. Dean wondered how she could even wear shorts or a bathing suit with the massive growth of hair on her legs.
Comparing the long and thick hair covering Abby's pussy, Dean thought of the other girls who he had seen nude and knew this was without doubt the most hair on a girl's pussy he would likely ever view. Dean moved his face against the expanse of Abby's groin, onto the massive growth of dark hair surrounding her tightly closed sex. Hell, he thought, this girl is so virginal she most likely has never masturbated, even once in her life. Which, Dean wasn't aware of, was actually the truth. Then his mouth settled against the hair-covered vulva of the frightened and quivering teenager. His mind thought of only one thing as his lips felt the dark curls against them. That is the desire to taste her virgin juices and be the first man to claim her first time as his own. Mack continued kissing Abby's lips while his passion and ardor made him begin to no use his tongue and attempt to enter her mouth. Abby held her lips constricted together, and he was unable to gain entry into her mouth. Pulling his lips from hers, said, "Open up your mouth bitch, or I'll strangle you," as his hands closed tightly around her slender throat. Never had Abby considered someone sticking their tongue into her mouth, now she opened hers, allowing her captor's tongue inside her mouth. Feeling the man named Mack push his tongue against hers and start rubbing and licking inside her mouth about made Abby gags. She and Josh had spoken of French kissing, but decided it was the same as any sex act. Both determined it should be saved until they were married and love is a part of such an intimate act. Now Abby felt her mouth being violated and she started to pull her lips from Mack's. Just as she was ready to move her lips away from Mack's, she felt Dean's mouth touch against her womanhood. Her hips pulled away from the touch of Dean's face between her legs. Feeling Dean's face between her spread legs, his mouth touched the most intimate place on her body, gave her chills.
This was worse than Mack's tongue inside her mouth and it alone was making her wish to die. Dean was frustrated in his inability to feel all of Abby's pussy hair against his face and decided to remove the mask. He knew as long as his face was between her legs, she wouldn't be able to identify him later. Pulling the mask over his head allowed his face to be uncovered completely, and then Dean again placed his face over Abby's pussy. Thrashing about and attempting to move Dean's face away from her sex, did nothing but excite Dean to a higher sexual level. Abby was throwing her legs in all directions, but Dean moved his face at will between them. Dean moved his body atop Abby's right leg, and his arm and shoulder and pinned her left leg to the mattress.
Dean commenced licking between her parted thighs, fulfilling his desires and lust in raping the girl with his tongue. Feeling his tongue inside Abby's mouth was causing Mack to become more excited and his manhood was pushing against her side. His right hand was squeezing and rubbing her breast while he French kissed her. His body pushing back and forth against Abby's side, and in his inexperience, was causing him to reach the point of ejaculation. He couldn't stop pushing his erection against Abby. Then he felt the stirring of his semen moving, from deep inside his testicles and through his penis and splash against Abby. His voice choked with the release as he continued Frenching Abby. Abby felt Mack's movements against her body and her knowledge told her what the man was about to do against her skin. Feeling the warm wetness splash against her side and some onto her stomach, Abby knew the man had just spilled his seed onto her body. At least she thought, it wasn't inside me and now I'll soon be free to go she assumed in her innocence.
Then some strange sensations begin to travel throughout her body from feeling Dean's tongue as it licked her sex. Abby felt her body betraying her as she tried to stifle her voice from responding from the feelings Dean's manipulations were creating between her legs. Her hips rose from the bed, to complete the contact with the tongue probing within the opening between her thighs. Like a bolt of lightning, a flash of unbelievable pleasure shot from somewhere deep within her body and traveled directly downward and centered between her sprayed legs. Dean's tongue was touching her somewhere at the top of her sex and the feeling was both pleasurable and scary. Unable to suppress her feelings, Abby moaned around the tongue probing against her own and with a strong effort, pulled her mouth from Mack's, and said, "No, oh no, I can't, please you must stop." Yet the last thing Abby wanted were the feelings between her legs to stop, and her voice echoed, "I can't help it, oh that feels good, oh what are you doing to me?" Hearing Abby's words of passion, the two men continued to abuse her body.
Mack commenced sucking her breast again and found her nipples were hard as rocks and standing at least a half inch up into the air. Dean knowing his licking of the small round object at the top of Abby's pussy was making her enjoy what he was doing licked harder and faster. Dean rose from between her legs, pulled the mask down over his face, and told Mack, "Let's put the other stuff on her wrist and then finish what we came here for. "Don't leave me like this," Abby told her attaches, She wasn't certain if she wanted to continue the contact of their mouth on her body, or she was afraid they were leaving her alone in this place. After her body's sexual high had subsided from the lack of contact with the two men's manipulations, Abby felt relief, when Mack and Dean moved away from her body and rose from the bed. She was fearful they were planning on leaving her restrained to the bed and watched as they walked from the room. "Don't leave me alone, please don't leave me here by myself," Abby's voice whined out in a shrill sound. After they had left the room, Abby's body was still feeling the betrayal of the two men's sexual taking her, without the weird release it seemed to desire.
Why had her body commenced to respond to their actions? I've never done anything such as they were doing to me, and I can't believe that someone would do what they had been doing. As she lay tied to the bed, Abby felt the need to urinate. Abby hoped they two men would return soon and she would be allowed to use the bathroom. Lying as she was, Abby could not view the men in the other room and their voice wasn't loud enough to make out what they were saying.
After what was assuredly an hour, Dean walked back into the room and she saw he had handcuffs and they had some long code tied to each. She watched as he snapped on of the handcuffs to her left wrist and fastened the code to the bed. Then he repeated the process on her other arm. After both arms had been tied by the new cord, Abby watched as the original restraints were untied from the bed and her wrist. "Now you can move your arms around and I'm certain you'll want to before long so you can hug me when I pop your cherry," Dean told her as he walked from the room. Once Dean left the room, Abby tried to pull her arms far enough apart so she could untie the cords holding the handcuffs. She found they were only long enough to give her additional freedom to move her arms but she us unable to get free.
Abby even tried to move her hand down to cover her sex but the cords were only long enough that her hands reached just below her navel. Abby was now able to move enough that she could view her surroundings and noted a digital clock on the stand across from her. There was also a radio but she was unable to reach it to turn it on and at least have the sound from it for company. She noted the time was 4:18 and no small red light was on to show it was PM, which meant it was AM. That meant she had been here since Friday around noon, and it was now Saturday and she was to have been married in less than eight hours. Her mind wondered if anyone was looking for her and most of all, her future husband Josh. Josh, she asked herself, "Do you miss me?" Her head still had a slight pain to it and could smell something sweet like on her face that told her she had been put to sleep by something placed on her face when taken captive.
Her memory of reading about chloroform being used to kidnap someone came to her mind and thought that assuredly had happened to her. " But why, Abby asked herself?" Crying from her ordeal of being restrained and especially being nude, caused tears to run from her eyes. Thinking to herself that she had never been unkind to anyone, nor had any enemies, made Abby cry even more when she considered what must assuredly lie ahead for her. To be so exposed in her nudity, to the view of the two masked men, brought forth even more grief and tears to her sobbing body. After several minutes' Abby went to sleep from the humiliation and agony her mind and body was going through as she lay tied to the bed. "Wake up, Pretty Girl," Abby heard someone saying as she opened her eyes. Standing before her were the two nude men wearing their ski mask.
The one she knew was Dean was holding a tray of food, and informed her, "Here, eat this." Abby, her arms were no longer fastened by the restraints, rose up from the bed. Taking the tray in her hands she placed it on her lap and commenced to eat as she was so hungry and knew it had been more than twenty-four hours since she had last eaten. After finishing the sandwich and soup and enjoying the cold soft drink, Abby felt that she must get to the bathroom. "Could - could I go to the - the bathroom?" Abby asked in a halting manner of her captors? "What do you think Mack," the one called Dean asked? "Yeah, follow me, pretty thing, I'll show you where," Mack said and took her hand in his and led her to the bathroom. "Could I please be alone," Abby asked? "No way sweetheart, you just might try to escape." Abby's need to use the toilet was so great she didn't wait any longer and cried as she used the toilet.
The tears flowed from her eyes as her body functions were performed. Yet she could do nothing to curtail her body functions, as her needs were so great. "Ok, now let's shower, and clean up, Miss Abby," Mack said as he turned on the shower. Taking her hand in his, Mack lead Abby into the shower and taking the soap begin to wash her body. His hands traveled across her breast and down over her stomach and between her legs. The warmth of thewater felt soothing to Abby, but she was still in shock, that another person had watched her so intimately and private body functions just moments before. Mack used his hands to turn Abby around so she was facing him as he continued to wash her body. When he moved down onto his knees and started rubbing his soapy hands up and down her legs she felt some relief that perhaps she would not be hurt. Yet she knew they planned to rape her and she started to cry and her body shook with the knowledge of what was assuredly going to happen.
"I'm going to get out of the tub, but there is a new razor on the shelf for you to shave your legs," Mack told her as he stepped from the shower and commenced to dry himself off. "Hey Dean, why don't you come shower with Abby while she shaves her legs," Mack shouted out to his friend. Dean entered the bathroom and climbed into the shower with Abby and as she finished shaving her legs, he took the soap and lathered up his hands and moved one between her hips. Abby felt his hand touch her anus and she shuddered from being touched in such an intimate way. Her mind could not fathom anyone wanting to touch another in such a place.
With his hands covered with soap, Dean slowly played his finger tip over the entrance of Abby's anus. Then he started easing his finger into her body. "No, don't do that," Abby cried out in alarm. "Shut the hell up, and don't try to stop me or you'll get the crap slapped out of you," Dean said as he pushed his finger up into Abby's butt until he was up to his second knuckle. Slowly Dean moved his finger inside Abby's butt, and finally buried it completely into her as far as his finger could reach. Then he begins to move it into and back out of her body as if he was having sex with his finger. Abby's mind froze from the invasion of an object into her anus and never thought of such a thing being done to another, except for medical purposes. After several minutes of Dean's finger moving in and out of her rear opening, Abby felt a strange desire coursing through her body.
Then, with an abrupt move, Dean jerked his finger from her body. "Oh no," Abby moaned out as his finger left her butt. "Hell, Mack, I think she liked my finger in her ass, guess later on I'll have to put something else up her butt," Dean laughingly said. Then they moved Abby back to the bedroom and they sat on each side of her on the bed. What, Abby wondered, were they going to do to her now? "What day is it," Abby asked? "It's Saturday, and it is now 11 o'clock, so in just 30 minutes you will have been a bride and when that time is up, you're going to be my bride," Dean said to Abby as he leaned over and commenced kissing her lips. Again tears begin to flow from Abby's eyes and she realized that she would be saying her vows to Josh at this very moment if she wasn't being held hostage by these two men. Her body cringed as her lips were forced open by Dean. Then she wondered who these men were and she knew how to find out. Slowly her arms moved up and hugged Dean's neck.
Then she started to rub her hands all over his back, neck and finally his head. With a quick move, Abby grabbed the wet ski mask and with a sharp tug pulled it up and off Dean's head. Abby had done it so quickly Dean was unable to stop her from exposing his face to her view. "Timothy Dean, how could you do this to me," Abby shouted as she saw who her captive was? "Do you remember when I kissed you and tried to feel you tits and under you dressthat time when we were alone, and you slapped me," Dean replied? "Now I'm going to get what you stopped me from doing in ninth grade. I still remember begging you to go out with me again after that, but you always turned me down. So you can't stop me now," Dean laughed as he told her. "Then Mack, is really Jeff McMurphy," Abby said as she realized who the other man was.
Tim and Jeff were best friends since they were little boys and lived in homes on either side of the house where Abby lived. "Please Tim, let me go now, you done enough, and I promise I won't tell anyone what has happened since I've been here," Abby pleaded with the boy. "No way, in fact I think it is now 11:30 and that means your wedding would be over and it's time for the honeymoon, so don't fight me," he told her. Pulling Abby down onto the bed so she was flat on her back, Mack grabbed her arms and held them above her head. While he was doing this, Dean, or Tim as he was usually called, moved over the prone body of the young girl and wedge himself between her legs.
Abby felt real fear and she begged and pleaded with them to let her leave. She promised over and over that she would never tell. Her pleas were unheeded by the two, lust fired youths, and Dean took his erection in his hand and guided it to the edge of Abby's female cleft. Finding he wasn't able to enter her immediately, Dean begins to rub his hardness up and down the fur lined slit between Abby's legs. Finally he was able to lodge the head of his penis inside the labia of the frightened teenager and commence pushing his hardness up into her virgin body. "STOP," she cried out in fear and not wanting to be taken by anyone but her intended husband Josh. "No, don't do this to me, Tim, please stop now before you . . .," Abby was pleading in> mortal fear of what she knew was about to happen. This was to have been her wedding night gift to her new husband. Now a lust-crazed boy she had known all her life was about to forcefully take her maidenhead.
By now Dean had about half of his cock inside the young girl's vagina. Dean felt an obstruction against his hardness, and knew it was Abby's virginity. How many nights had he masturbated from the memory of his trying to seduce Abby on their only date more than four years ago? Now he felt it was time, and with a force of brut strength he drove his hard manhood deep inside the girl lying under him. He loved hearing her scream as he tore through her virginity. "Nooooo, stop it hurts, awg it hurts me," Abby screamed as she felt the searing pain of a man's penis attempting to split her virginity. "Please, oh please, won't you stop before it's too late?" Then she felt Tim shove really hard into her body and knew he was about to rob her of her virginity.
Pain shoots through her female opening and she screamed, "GOD NO, TAKE IT OUT, OH PLEASE STOP I CAN'T STAND IT, IT HURTS, NO." Abby screamed as tears flowed from her eyes and then she passed out from the pain and derogations she felt from being raped and the tearing of her virginity. For more than five minutes Dean continued to force his manhood into and back out of Abby's no longer virgin body. With a tremendous shove up inside the prostrate girl, Dean ejaculated and after a few moments, rolled off Abby's body, who had came back to reality after blacking out for a couple of minutes. Abby had lain under Tim as he took her and shoved himself deep and hard into her body. She kept praying that he would stop and when he finally did and rolled from her body, Abby sobbed out and her body felt lifeless. Just as Abby was about to rise up from the bed, Jeff moved between her legs and looking down at her stated, "Damns, look at the blood from her cherry, man I've never seen one this bloody before." Then Jeff begins to pound his manhood in and out of Abby's body.
How long he lasted he wasn't certain but when he felt himself ready to go off, he would stop, rest for a few moments and then recommence taking the girl. For two days the two boys toyed and raped the lovely young girl. Then they walked the nude Abby to their car, and drove out into the desert. During the drive, Abby cried and begged them to take her home. Reaching their destination, they pulled up alongside the four feet deep hole they had dug two weeks earlier. After digging the hole, they had collected rocks to through on top of the victim they knew would end up in this make shift grave.
Abby felt herself falling into the hole, then rocks being tossed on top of her, then the dirt was being shoveled over the rocks. A bearded old prospector, who lived in the rock ledges of the vast desert, watched as the young girl was thrown nude into the hole in the ground. Old Sam had watched the hole for two weeks, and thought the boys were trying to find gold on his desert, so each day he returned to see if they would return. Old Sam had decided that if they didn't return today, he would give up watching the hole, and awaiting the return of the boys.
After they car drove away, Old Sam moved quickly down to the grave and quickly dug the grave open, throw the rocks out and found the dirt covered girl was still breathing. Picking her up, Old Sam shoved her up over the top of the grave, and soon was beside her and breathing his life giving breath into her mouth and down into her lungs. "Easy little one," Old Sam said as Abby started to breath on her own and strike at the man who had his lips on hers.
Then Abby realized that she had just been saved by the man, even if he did smell of sweat, and his whiskers did tickle her nose and face as he gave her< his own air to breath. Her arms reached out and hugged him to her. "Thank you, may God bless you for saving me, please help me." "Let's get you something to put on, and then you can tell me what happened, if you want, but here, have a big drink of water." Three days later, Abby rode on Old Sam's pack mule into the small town on the edge of the desert, and as they pulled up in front of the small store, she knew her Savior had seen her through her worst nightmares, and now to call her beloved Josh. She telephone call to Josh and soon got married to Josh. Abby's two rapist were serving life in prison, without parole.
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