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Archive for January, 2008

Groinstorming II

Thursday, January 24th, 2008

Alex started whimpering and crying uncontrollably. She tried to kick in the air but there was no use.
Mike spread her legs and slowly guided his dick into her dry pussy. He started pushing gently against her. She closed her eyes and started moaning softly.
Mike moved his arms all over her upper body. All over her breasts… her waist.

James was laughing hard as all of this was taking place. He got so horny just by looking at the little bitch moaning. Some part in the back of her mind liked it, and the bitch refused to admit it. James looked to the floor where Natalie was still bowing, sucking off Kyle. Nick was bowed down next to her, kissing her neck and grabbing a fistful of her hair as she sucked Kyle’s cock. Her eyes were shut tight as she tried to ignore the world around her and just continue with her job.

Nick could feel his erection getting stiffer by the second, almost as he himself was getting this blowjob.
He couldn’t explain it, but there was something about this girl that was just hot. He didn’t know if it was her skin, or her face, or her lips, but something about her made him go wild. He started cupping her breasts again as he got behind her, kissed her neck, and let his face get buried in her hair.

Natalie could not believe she actually trusted these guys. She couldn’t believe how stupid she’s been, believing the gold-coated words that came out of Nick’s dirty mouth. Why were these boys doing it? They could get any girl they wanted. Especially Nick. He was the only one in the world she would have given anything to. She wanted to be with him so bad. Why does that dreamy hunk need to rape?
No, stop the thoughts. Just suck his cock. Just get out of it alive. Protect yourself and Alex. She’s the most important thing right now. Suck his cock! Suck his cock!
Natalie thought about the fact that Alex’s own brother was a part of this. How could he do that? And would he rape Alex himself? That would be incest.
No, stop the thoughts. Stop the thoughts. Just do what they say. You’re out of your body. Just do it like a robot. Don’t think about it and everything will be okay. You’ll get out of here. So will Alex.
Still, she couldn’t block the thoughts, and if that wasn’t bad enough, she kept trying to imagine what Alex must be feeling right now.

Alex was closing her eyes tight, just like Natalie. She was grateful they did not force her to watch it. Grateful? What am I thinking? Grateful to the sons-of-bitches who are raping me?
It was hard for her to accept the fact that it was truly happening. Just moments ago she was a different person, a teen, occupied with her own life and thoughts and friends. Now, all of the sudden, she turned into something else. How can something like this happen all of the sudden? How can it happen without a warning? If only I had a way to know. Not in order to stop it. Just be prepared. I am not prepared. This can’t be happening NOW! Later. Please later.
And how can Mikey be a part of it? Out of all of them, she couldn’t believe Mike would be the first to rape her. She would even expect JAMES to rape her, but not Mike. And that was the most painful thing of all. How could HE be one of them? If he’s l ike that, it means all men are like it. It’s not just men like Kyle that women have to beware. Men like Mike are much more dangerous, because they conceal themselves as trustworthy.
Alex felt herself getting lubricated. She closed her eyes even tighter and thanked the lord for diminishing from her pain.
Yet the emotional pain was much larger. Not from the rape, but from the identity of the rapist. If Mike can be a rapist, all men are rapists.
As she felt him pumping his hard cock deeper and deeper into her, Alex has decided she would never trust another man as long as she lives.
She got back to reality, feeling his hard cock thrusting in her. She could not associate the feeling of the cock with Mike’s face. She couldn’t think of him as a man, let alone a rapist. She tried once again to get lost in her mind, recalling the day when she was alone at home with James and Mike. Recalling how they danced like idiots to some stupid song she put on the CD player. Being stupid and silly like kids. Just kids.
But all of these thoughts could not lock her out of her room, out of her body. No matter how hard she tried to get lost, she kept feeling Mike’s hard erection pounding into her. Thrusting over and over, until there was nothing left in her mind but the rape.

Kyle enjoyed feeling that little bitch Natalie sucking his cock. He was wondering if she was a virgin, but didn’t mind letting one of the others pop the cherry. After all, he could get any girl he wanted, willingly or unwillingly. He’s done it before.
He saw James approaching him, bowing on the floor to Natalie’s left and starting to rub her breasts and kissing her neck.
Natalie felt both James and Nick kissing her neck, one on each side. She felt Nick’s hand reaching down to her zipper and his fingers sneaking in slowly. She tried to ignore it and continue to suck Kyle’s cock, praying it would end, but praying it would last, knowing that after he’ll be done with her mouth, things would just be worse for her. She had no idea what the two others had in mind, but her evening did not seem to turn so bright for her.

Kyle started feeling his balls tighten and grabbed Natalie’s hair harder, shoving his cock as deep as he could, and held on a few seconds.
Afterwards he pulled her head away, shoving her to the floor, still holding himself from coming. It was a hard thing to do, but having a vast sexual experience, he could deal with it. As much as he wanted to cum in that bitch’s mouth, he had other plans.
As Nick and Jimmy were climbing over the bitch that was thrown on the floor, gagging and whimpering, Kyle slowly turned his head back towards the bed. He looked at Alex, who was fighting the pain and humiliation inflicted by Mike. She was staring right at Kyle with tearful eyes, hateful eyes.

Nick and Jimmy were all over Natalie. She felt their saliva all over as they were kissing and licking and nibbling on her body. Nick was holding her arms and James was slowly taking off her pants. As she struggled, James held her legs and Nick climbed on top of her, sitting on her breasts, pulling her hair, forcing her head to his crotch. This made James’ job a lot easier, as he got rid of her jeans.

“No, please! No more!” She whimpered, fearing that Nick would force his cock into his mouth too. She looked up at Nick with pleading eyes but all she saw was a frozen look on his face. She has seen the expression on his face before, but only during his performance on stage. This time it was different. She saw there was no emotion in his eyes. This time he wasn’t acting. It was real.
Natalie felt James taking off her panties slowly but did nothing to resist. After seeing Nick’s expression, looking into his dead eyes, she knew she had no one to plead to. They weren’t teenagers. These were zombies. Bodies with no souls or entities. There was nothing left but trying to survive. She could hear Mike heaving at the bed and thought of Alex again. Poor miserable Alex…

In the meantime, as Kyle was watching Mike and Alex, he noticed that Mike was fucking her much more rapidly. Kyle realized Mike was about to cum and decided to play with him.
“Hey, Mike! Think fast!” Kyle said as he took a stack of condoms out of his pocket and threw one at Mike.

Mike tried to stop fucking Alex’s wet pussy and took the condom in his hand. “You little fuck! You had these all along?”
Kyle grinned. “Hey, Alex, you wanna be fucked with or without a rubber?”
“Please, no more!” She begged with whatever strength she had left in her.
Natalie could not stand hearing her friend’s suffering. “Please, would you just leave her alone?” She yelled from under Nick and James.
“What did that bitch just say?” Kyle asked.
“Don’t talk, bitch!” Nick shouted as he slapped her face.

Kyle watched as Jimmy started licking Natalie’s bare pussy. “Hey, bitch, don’t you ever shave?” James asked.
Nick laughed and looked down at Natalie, petting her head. “Maybe we should help you with that.”
Kyle turned his head away from the merry trio on the floor as Natalie started to cry. He looked back at the bed, where Mike was battling with the condom, trying to put it on his cock after barely managing to open it. Alex was laid on her back, crying her eyes out, trying to get a grip on her breathing and to cope with the traumatic event she’s just been through.

Kyle, who was more experienced with condoms than Mike, opened one pack and covered his cock in a heartbeat, while Mike was still struggling with his. Kyle jumped on Alex without thinking twice. She cried and moaned as he jumped at her, slowly inserting his cock into her. Mike looked at him angrily. He felt as he could just break his fucking neck. “Hey, man! That bitch was mine!” Mike shouted as Kyle started thrusting inside Alex’s cunt.
“Sorry, Amigo. It was my idea so I get to choose. You can have her next.”

Mike was furious. Yeah, it was Kyle’s idea to fuck the girls, but Mike had already mounted that one. It was his first time and he was just about to cum inside a girl for the first time. Now, looking into Alex’s eyes, he wished it was him inside her again. God, he needed to cum so bad!
He tried once more to put on the condom but he was too eager and did not have the patience to put it carefully. He felt the cum start pumping out and knew he would cum no matter what.
“Oh, fuck it!” He said, as he pushed Kyle’s upper body away from Alex and bowed with his knees on each side of her head and his crotch above her head.
Kyle was surprised by Mike’s aggressive and sudden action, and continued to fuck Alex even harder than before.
Mike grabbed Alex’s head with both hands and just pounded as hard as he could into her throat, shooting his sperm and making her swallow.

Alex was not entirely surprised but still gagged and spat a few drops, even with her face almost buried in Mike’s pubic hair.
She was swallowing as much as she could take, still gagging on Mike’s cock.
Mike moaned out loud, making it clear to anyone in the room he was on top of the world. Nothing interested him at that moment. The whole world could burn. He even forgot about Kyle’s nasty condom trick. All Mike knew is that he had Alex. He might have had to share it but she was his, and he will do whatever he wants with her.

As Mike’s orgasm seceded, he looked to his left to see what his friends were doing. He saw Natalie’s naked body laid down on her belly on Alex’s desk, while Alex’s notebooks and pens were scattered on the floor. Natalie’s glazed eyes were staring into the empty air, as James and Nick were standing behind her, smiling sadistically.

“Hey, James, how about getting some lotion?” Nick asked. “There’s something I want to show you.”
“What, right now?”
“Go on, Jimmy. The bitches shall be waiting.”
As Jimmy exited the room unwillingly, Mike headed over to Natalie, smiling at her.
“No, please, no mmmpppff!” She was stopped at mid-sentence as Mike grabbed her hair and kissed her, slipping his tongue into her mouth, sucking the wetness from her sweet lips.
As he had done so, Kyle, who was left alone with Alex, grabbed her hair and kissed her as well. Both girls tried to escape their attackers’ kisses, but obviously, with not much success.
Nick, who was getting hornier at seeing this, started slipping his cock into Natalie’s pussy as she was lying face down on the desk.
Feeling his cock on the lips of her pussy, Natalie whimpered and struggled with Mike, who in return, grabbed her hair tighter with both hands and kissed her more passionately, lowering one hand to the back of her neck and holding it firmly.

Nick held Natalie’s arms firmly and started going deeper into her. The two boys just loved it as she was trying to get away. They loved how the actions of one of them affected Natalie’s reaction to both of them.

Kyle was listening to dark skinned girl struggling with his friends, and it made him hotter. Not even he could hold any further. He rammed into Alex more and more rapidly, while holding her neck tight, strangling her, raping her!

Mike was so concentrated on the kiss, and did not notice what was going on. Natalie, being raped and forcefully kissed, did not notice it either.
As Nick looked at Kyle, James entered the room, holding some kind of lotion in one hand and a small plastic bag with cucumbers. He had a cucumber in his mouth that he’s been eating.
“Look what I got!” He announced, when he suddenly noticed his sister trying to suck in some air while having Kyle’s fingers tightly clinging to her neck.
As Jimmy saw the strangulation he dropped the lotion and the cucumber in his mouth to the floor.
“What the fuck is that?” He asked in surprise.

Kyle looked at Nick and James as he was strangling Alex and smiled calmly. As he winked at them, Nick relaxed and smiled back. He had every confidence that Kyle knew what he was doing.
James, on the other hand, did not want to cope with having to console his family for losing a daughter or even worse, face a murder trial and put shame on his parents. He stood there, his mouth wide open, thinking that Kyle had probably lost it. Still, he was too shocked to do anything for several seconds, and by the time he got over it, it didn’t matter.

Kyle heard the blue-eyed babe choking and gagging, and it made him hot. As he was done coming into her, still looking at Nick with a bragging expression, he slowly relaxed his hands and fingers, and let the girl breathe. Alex coughed and gagged, still feeling the pain from Kyle’s abuse. She just stared at the ceiling, feeling she’s about to cum. She didn’t give a shit about it. She didn’t give it any thought. She just let the feeling overcome her, and did not care how it made her feel.

Kyle was looking at her as she gasped, realizing she has came only seconds after he did. He saw her blank face and started kissing her again, putting his hands under her, squeezing her ass. She did not have a big ass, yet you could freely sink your fingers in those soft sweet cheeks if you wanted to. And Kyle wanted to.

By now, Mike and Natalie have already noticed the strangulation. It made Natalie feel so helpless, she didn’t know what to think. Could she really just lie there like some air-filled sex doll and watch them abuse her friend? On the other hand, fighting them would just make it worse for them both. Natalie’s body was aching from being fucked by Nick. She hardly even thought about the fact that she was a virgin. God, it was her first time, the most important intercourse of all. The one she should always remember. Sadly, she would remember it, but not for the reasons she had hoped for all these years.

Nick noticed that James was just standing there, staring at Kyle and Alex. James knew Alex was going to be okay, but he just kept staring at them.
“Yo, James! What you got there?”
“Oh, sorry, man. Oh, just grabbed a bite to eat and thought you could use these.”
“Well, get over here. Bring me the lotion.”

Mike smiled. “And bring me a cucumber. Bring Natalie one as well. I’d love to see her eat it.”

James threw two cucumbers to Mike and brought Nick the lotion.
“Don’t worry about Kyle and Alex.” Nick said, as he gestured at the boy and girl who were making out on the bed. “It’s just a sex game.”
“Okay. Hey, why did you start without me?” James asked, noticing Nick was inside Natalie.
“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Nick said. “Anyway…” He took the lotion and slowly slid out of Natalie’s cunt, much to her relief. A second later Natalie thought again. No… He got out so he could do something worse. Suddenly she felt it. Someone put his finger between her asscheeks. She whimpered, as Mike stuck a cucumber in her mouth. “Suck on it, bitch!” He ordered Natalie.
Natalie did as ordered, while trying to close her ass as tight as she could, protecting herself from the anticipated invasion. She could feel the finger getting into her asshole, and clenched it harder and harder.
“See?” she heard Nick explaining. “You can’t go much further this way. You can push, but it won’t make much difference. And even if it will, it’s a hell of an effort.”
“So what do we do?” Mike asked?

As James took his right-hand middle finger out of Natalie, Nick put some lotion on his left hand. He moved his left hand on his own right-hand middle finger as if it was a cock he was jacking off.
Try that. He told James. James did as told and inserted a finger up Natalie’s ass. She whimpered and moved so Nick had to grab both her asscheeks. “Mike, do me a favor. Keep that cucumber in her mouth so she won’t scream. Okay?”
“Sure thing!” Mike bit off half of a cucumber and shoved the other half in Natalie’s mouth, forcing her to close it. He could feel his cock getting hard again. He’s gonna have to fuck that little chicken as well.

James slid his lotion-covered finger up Natalie’s ass. The difference was extremely noticeable. This time the finger went in all the way with just one easy thrust.

Natalie whimpered as she felt James’ finger deep inside her ass. Deeper and easier than she thought. She whimpered more out of surprise than out of pain. She tried to block the feeling of pleasure out of her mind, but deep down she knew it was there. For some reason, a part of her liked that assprobing she has gone through. Was it the excitement of a new experience she never thought of trying? Was it stress? Was her body making her believe she liked it because the truth is too much to bear? Oh, shit! She liked it! She really fucking liked it, no matter what the reason is.
“Now do the same with your cock.” Nick told James.

It was not unexpected, but Mike and Natalie were both surprised at that comment. Mike smiled at Natalie a big sadistic smile. She was amazed at how people can enjoy inflicting so much pain. God, if only they won’t find out she liked it. If they did, only god knows what they can do to her.

Natalie, Mike, James and Nick turned their heads back to the bed as Kyle started slapping Alex around. She didn’t do anything to annoy him. In fact, she did not put out a fight at all. He just thought it would be cool to hit her. It really turned him on!

As Nick saw it he suddenly recalled which girl he REALLY wanted to fuck. He slowly approached the bed, leaving Natalie to James and Mike. “Later, guys.”

James was pissed at Kyle. That sonovabitch should really get his act together. “Hey!” He yelled to Kyle. “You break it-you buy it!”
Kyle just laughed and started nibbling on Alex’s breasts.

Mike noticed that Kyle has already torn Alex’s clothes. He would have to have a closer look at those big tits later. But now he had better things to do. He looked up at James, his best friend.
“So, Jimmy. Which is it? Pussy of ass?”
“What do you say?” James asked. “We flip for it?”
“Hey, it’s your call.”
“Oh, fuck it.” James said. Let’s rape her ass.

That was what Natalie has been afraid of. She knew she had no control of the situation, but she had hoped they would fuck her pussy again, or even her mouth. She was afraid of getting fucked up the ass. She never done it before. She was afraid of th e pain, and tonight, she was more afraid of ending up liking it.

Mike held her head tight as she felt James’ hard cock slowly sliding into her. It hurt, but it turned her on. Why was it a turn on? She still did not know. She did not want to like it. She’d rather die right now than have more of this.
As James’ cock slowly opened her anus, she felt somewhat intrigued at this new adventure. She was thrilled not to have control over it. What was going on? Was she starting to enjoy? No, it’s just a normal reaction. It’s her body, it’s her brain. It’s all physical and psychological. It was rape. She did not want this. But GOD, it was wild.

She started whimpering in pain as James started thrusting his cock into her deeper and deeper. She felt such a burning pain, she wanted to die right there. At that moment, she felt, she knew exactly what awaits those who die and stand before the gates of hell. But why did she deserve it? Was it Allah trying to punish her for being secular? Was that the reason she had experienced hell on earth all night? So many questions, and no answers but one big excruciating pain, that lasts as harshly as possible, like an ocean of time, and never letting go.

But James did not have any intention to keep fucking her ass. He just wanted to cause her as much pain as possible. It was time to put his cock back where it belongs: Pussy!
He slowly slid out of Natalie, and just as he felt her body relaxing, he put his cockhead near her pussy lips, and rammed in. The idea of him fucking her pussy so violently while she’s on her belly, on his sister’s desk, made him hot. He slammed into Natalie harder and harder, until she wasn’t sure yet which hurt more, being fucked up the ass or in her cunt.
Mike had to hold her head the whole time, preventing it from moving too much. As he was holding her head, Mike was staring at his friends in Alex’s bed.

Kyle moved to Alex’s breasts, nibbling on them while making room for Nick. As Nick got on the bed he grabbed Alex’s face and forced her to look at him. She watched him quietly, not revealing the turbulence of emotions inside of her. She always liked Nick. She always wondered what it would be like to kiss him, to make love to him. Her fantasies, however, did not include being raped by a person she trusted letting a punk like Kyle coming in her and licking her breasts. As Nick leaned to kiss her, Alex leaned forward as well, willing to accept the kiss. She tried to convince herself she’s just doing what they want. Just going along with what was bound to happen. But deep down she knew she wanted to kiss him, even now. Still, she knew, they had no right doing what they were doing. Not even Nick.
As she was kissing Nick, trying once again to escape the horrors of being molested by that pig Kyle, she felt her left nipple being bit by him. She whimpered and struggled in pain, but Nick held her firmly, forcing his lips on her. She tried to scream in pain as he forced his tongue in her mouth.

Natalie moaned in pleasure and pain as she has been violently fucked by her best friend’s brother. She was looking at Nick, the love of her life, kissing Alex passionately, while she struggled with him. Watching Alex struggling aroused Natalie somehow. Why? Natalie thought about that day, a couple of years ago, when she went with her family to an amusement park. It was such an exciting day. She and her father tried all the rides. She loved the idea of being out of control, letting these huge machines and carts take her up in the air, spinning her like a rugged doll. She wasn’t afraid to go up on the rides because she knew she only had to go up there and strap in. Once strapped in, nothing mattered. She could have changed her mind but she knew it wouldn’t matter because she won’t have a choice but to go through with it. She wanted to be afraid. She wanted to feel helpless. She wanted to give up her control and surrender to the sensations. After a while all those spins and twists stopped scaring her, but the anticipation of what would happen next – it was driving her crazy, and she loved it!
Is this what is happening? Is this also a crazy and twisted ride of some sort? Pain and tormenting mixed with pleasure?

“Hey, that bitch is coming!” James yelled out.
“Holy shit!” Mike laughed.

Is he talking about me? Oh, my god, he is! What else would they do to me? My god, what else would they do to me?

James fucked her more rapidly as she came. He could feel himself getting off inside her pussy. He knew he did not wear a condom, but didn’t care. It’s not like this bitch would tell anyone. They’ll make sure of it.
James took his cock out of Natalie and started sucking on a cucumber. He they slowly shoved it up her ass, burying it inside. Natalie whimpered a little but made no real attempt to resist him, and when Mike leaned to kiss her, she kissed him back with passion. She knew she was making him hot. She knew all these boys gave up common sense and just gave in to their evil obsessions. She knew they did it because they were weak. They were raping her, but she was the one controlling them. For years she tried to chase people like Nick who didn’t give her the time of day, but tonight it was them chasing her, not the other way around. She knew it wasn’t accurate. She knew they were in control of her, but they were not in control of themselves or their demons. She was better than them.

“You can have her. I’m gonna take a shit.” James commented as he left the room.

Mike grabbed Natalie by the hair and peeled off the desk. He laid her on the floor, on her back, and reached to one of Kyle’s unused condoms on the floor. He opened the wrap and put it on. Natalie did not show resistance. She just laid there, gasping and panting.

In the meantime, on Alex’s bed, Nick was already inside Alex’s pussy, with a rubber around his cock. Alex was clinging to the headboard, gasping heavily as he fucked her. She didn’t want it, but she wanted it so much. She only had sex once in her life before that night, but the boy’s cock didn’t reach half the size of Nick. Even Mike wasn’t as big as that. That’s it. That’s the only two boys who fucked her before. No wait, there was another one tonight. Who was it? Oh, shit, it was that guy I hate. What’s his name? Oh, god, I’m so fucked up! Please, sweet Jesus, let it be over!

Mike pumped his cock into Natalie as hard as he could, forcing her legs apart so he could penetrate as deep as he could. Surprisingly for him, she didn’t resist, and even willingly put his legs around him, opening herself up to him. He did not know why, and didn’t care. He didn’t know if this girl was doing it out of fear or out of lust. She didn’t know either.

Natalie moaned and moaned as she was being penetrated by Mike. He was not as large as Nick, but with her legs spread, and the slippery cum dripping from her, it was easy for him to go deep without inflicting too much pain on her. She felt the cucumber tearing her anus. It made an incentive for her to try to lift herself up, which seemed to Mike as if she was cooperating with him. Was she?

Natalie didn’t know that, but she was sure as hell having more fun than Alex. She was crying her eyes out as Kyle forcefully kissed her.

James was seated on the toilet, taking a dump, with just a wall standing between him and the rest of them in Alex’s room. He wasn’t sure what the hell was going on tonight. What surprised him most was his level of involvement. He did practically nothing. He was a fucking costar in this thing. Usually he’s the center of everything they did. And Mike, he moved from riding shotgun to the driver’s seat in a heartbeat. Then again, Mikey has always been full of surprises. James felt like he needed to step up. He has to do something tonight that the others will remember. All of them!
James spotted a mosquito standing on the wall next to him. He noticed that little fucker before he could start sucking his blood. As much as he hated mosquitoes , James really didn’t feel like killing the son o f a bitch. Wait a second. It’s not a son of a bitch. It’s a bitch! Only female mosquitoes bite.
James raised his hand, and splattered the little bitch all over his it as he slammed it on the bathroom wall.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, god, fuck me, you motherfucker!” Natalie screamed as both she and Mike were about to cum. She knew it was rape, but she just needed to cum so bad. She wanted it to end.
They both came together, moaning and grunting simultaneously. Mike grabbed Natalie’s face with both hands and kissed her again. She didn’t resist. She didn’t care. She gave him her entire control and went along with whatever shall happen. Mike mind controlled her body and her actions just like it controlled Mike himself.

As both of them came, Kyle started laughing. Alex heard her friend coming and cried softly.
Kyle went down from the bed and started playing with Natalie, nibbling on her breasts and nipples. Mike grabbed her by the hair and forced her to her knees. He grabbed his beer bottle, which was now standing on the floor, in the corner of the room. Drink! He ordered. Natalie started drinking the bottle as he poured it into her throat. She clamped her lips on the bottle and raised her head up as Mike held it upside down. She tried to swallow all of the beer, but gagged a little and some of it spilled on her lips. Kyle was sitting behind her, putting his arms around her, playing with her nipples.

On the bed, Alex was gasping louder and louder until they could all hear it. She tried to keep it quiet because she didn’t want any of the neighbors to hear. She didn’t want anyone to know about that night. Still she knew she had to cum. Nick sensed it and took his cock out of her so only his cockhead was in her. He rammed into her all the way, and did this routine again, holding their arms tight, feeling them shake as he did it. Feeling her whole body shake and spasm under him. He started thrusting harder and harder as she came. He was close as well, and wanted to get to the peak of this wild night.

James entered the room, smiling as he saw Natalie finishing up the beer bottle. She gagged as she was done, but seemed all right afterwards.

A few moments after James entered the room, Alex started screaming! “NO! DON’T CUM IN ME! PLEASE, NOT IN ME! PLEASE!”

“He has a condom, you stupid bitch!” Kyle reminded her as they all started laughing.
Nick slowly rolled off of Alex as he was through, took off the condom, and threw it on her.
“Now what?” He asked.

James was the one who answered this question. “Now we let them clean each other up!”

The four boys laid the girls in the center of the room and got around them. The four of them were stroking off their dicks as the two girls were kissing and licking each other, knowing they must.
Alex often wondered what it would be like to sleep with another girl, and even imagined herself with girls she knew, but never thought of Natalie that way. It was strange being with her, but she knew Natalie won’t harm her. In some sense, she felt safe.

Natalie felt the same way. Lesbianism didn’t really turned her on, but tonight she was horny, and lots of things that she thought were disgusting turned her on. Compared to what she’s been through, lesbianism is nothing. Besides, she felt good knowing the person she’s satisfying was Alex and not one of them. She felt safe knowing that she has more control of what Alex will experience now. When it was the guys fucking Alex, Natalie did not have that control. She knew that both of them were safe, for now.

The four guys, although each of them came at least once, were getting hot and hard again watching the two girls at it.
They instructed them what to do with each other, making sure each one would lick the other girl’s pussy and ass, making them squiky clean for the next games they’ll play. They made them fingering each other and shoving cucumbers to their pussies and asses, and then licking and eating those. As the boys were stroking their cocks, Kyle came again and squirted on the two girls, who had to lick and clean each other again.
They all were curious to see what will happen next, but none of them had a specific idea. Well, almost none of them.

“Let’s take them to the kitchen.” James offered.

Mike grabbed Alex by her hair and Kyle grabbed Natalie in the same fashion. they made them crawl on all fours to the kitchen. Natalie was crawling behind Alex and Kyle kept pulling her hair and ordering her to catch up with Alex and lick her ass and pussy as she does. Oh, and make licking sounds as you’re at it.

Natalie did lick her friend’s ass, but was more concentrated on making the licking sounds. She knew they would turn Kyle on.

Once in the kitchen, Mike and Kyle let the two girls sit down. James grabbed his sister’s hair and pulled her up.

“OW!” She cried.
“Shut up!” He ordered. “Be quiet.”
He slammed her naked body on the kitchen table, lying face down on her belly, and spanked her ass. He took a cucumber from the bag, which he brought with him, and shoved it to her pussy.
“OW! OW!”
“SHUT UP!”
“I’m sorry!” Alex cried out in panic.
James looked at Natalie who was staring at him in fear. “Well? What are you waiting for, guys? Put her in front of her the same way!”

The three boys did as told. Nick and Kyle grabbed an arm each and lead her to the table. Kyle slammed her on it as Mike smacked her butt. Mike went to Alex and held her hair. He made her look at him and smiled as he saw the fear in her eyes.
James went over to Natalie and put a cucumber in her pussy.
“Now, girls, start making out. And don’t stop, no matter what. If you stop you’ll be panelized!”

Mike laughed and pushed Alex’s head away, as he was walking around the table, looking at the two girls who were staring at each other with fear.

James gazed at the two girls. He knew he’ll make that night memorable. He wanted them to remember. All of them! Now was his time. He knew exactly which girl he shall rape right now.

As the girls started making out with each other, James went towards Alex and smacked her butt. Alex was surprised but did not stop kissing Natalie. She felt Natalie slipping her tongue and opened her mouth wide to accept it, sending her own tongue to greet it. It was crazy, but she had to focus on the kiss, not the rape. She felt someone shoving his cock into her ass, and kissed Natalie harder.
Alex felt Natalie’s mouth moving, shaking, and felt her kiss again. She knew someone just entered Natalie’s ass also. Both of her asses were wet from the lotion and each other’s spit, due to their forced sex cleanup, but it didn’t stop the burning pain in Alex’s ass. The fingering she had received from Natalie earlier did not help her get used to this giant cock either. As she felt the two boys fucking them both (from Natalie’s movements), she looked up to see Mike standing above Natalie, smiling, pounding himself into her again and again. She looked at the two boys standing next to Mike. One of them was Kyle, laughing wildly and loudly like a madman. The other was Nick, staring at her in his cold gaze. Alex tried to ignore them and kissed Natalie more and more passionately as she was being fucked harder and harder by the forth guy. Oh my god! The forth guy! James!

Natalie took her head back as Alex started gagging with disgust. She saw Alex’s face turning blue as she gagged.

Alex felt her bile go up her throat, and needed to throw up. She could barely hear the boys yelling around her, and didn’t even notice whose voices she heard.

“Why’d they stop?”
“What’s she doing?”
“Don’t let her throw up!”
“Quick, put a hand on her mouth!”

She felt the boys pulling her to a million sides at once, jerking her helpless body. She felt a hand on her mouth, squishing her lips together. She thought about James again, and about the disgusting act of incest. She just had to throw up. She HAD TO!

She felt her bile in her throat, and slowly stopped hearing the four boys yelling and fighting and pulling her. She gradually stopp ed feeling them holding her, and lost all feeling in her legs. She felt herself falling down like a feather to the floor. Slowly… slowly…
And then the world turned black.

Alex fell to the floor with a thump. The boys were standing around her, not knowing what to do.
“My god, do something!” James shouted. He was against the idea of blocking her airways. He knew this what was gonna happen. Now what can they do?

“Is she all right?” Natalie asked.
“Yes, like a million bucks!” Kyle said cynically.
“You did this to her!” Natalie cried.
“Shut up!” Mike yelled.
“Fuck you!” Natalie shouted back.

Mike was about to jump at Natalie, but Kyle and Nick held him back.

“My parents are gonna be so pissed.” James said, gasping for air.

“Hold on.” Nick said. “I know what to do.”
“So do it, goddamnit!” James yelled.
“One sec.” Nick said. He had an idea.
James started getting edgy. “You son of a…”

Kyle held James as he charged at Nick.
“What is it, Nick?” Mike asked.
“Natalie,” Nick turned to the naked girl on the table. “I’m about to save your best friend’s life. You’re gonna swear to me that if I do so, you will not tell anyone about this.”
“Okay.” Natalie answered. She too was getting edgy.

Nick continued. “You will, from now on, be our sex slave and do whatever we tell you.”
“Fuck you.” Natalie cried.
“Nick, man, she’s not breathing!” James cried in tears.
Nick looked at Natalie. “You hear that? She’s not breathing. She’s choking on her own bile. She’s losing air, Natalie. She might die, she might be brain-damaged for life.”

Mike decided to jump into Nick’s game. “Swear to god you won’t tell a soul.” Mike ordered Natalie. “In the name of Jesus.”

“I’M NOT CHRISTIAN!” Natalie cried in frustration. “PLEASE SAVE HER!”
“Swear to god!” James shouted. He realized that Nick won’t stop this game until Natalie would say whatever he wants. He wanted the game to be over. He wanted his sister alive.

“I swear to god! Do whatever you want with me. Rape me! Fuck me! I won’t tell a soul. Just save her, PLEASE!”

“Okay.” Nick replied calmly. “James, take Natalie away. Kyle, come bend her leg.” Nick ordered as he was bowing down next to Alex and wrapped his arm around her head.
As Kyle bent her leg, Nick turned around slowly to the side, being careful not to hurt her neck. He opened up her mouth and put two fingers in, removing the bile and clearing Alex’s air-passages.
He laid her back on her back and opened her mouth again. He pinched her nose and put his mouth over hers, breathing out deeply, trying to feel her with air again. As he raised his head and was about to put his hands on her chest, Alex started coughing. Nick lifted her up and moved his hand on her bare back to calm her down. He stayed with her as he sent Kyle to get her a glass of water.

After this even none of the boys were in a mood for more sex. They ordered the two girls to dress as Nick poured another glass of water for Alex to drink.

After they all relaxed and cleaned all evidence for the events of the night, Nick called them all around the table.

Here’s how it’s gonna be.” He said. “No one talks to anyone about this. Kyle, you’re taking Natalie home. Me and Mike are coming with you. James, you stay here and watch over Alex. Natalie, Alex, next time we want to fuck you, you will comply and you will meet our demands. Alex, you owe us your life. Natalie, you gave your word to god. You will comply! We all clear?”

The five teens nodded quietly. All of them but James and Alex Higgins got up slowly and walked to the door. Natalie looked around at Alex as she walked out through the door. Alex looked back at her.
As the door slammed there was no one in the house but the Higgins kids. They were both quiet, not knowing what to say. After a while Jimmy put his hand on Alexandra’s chin and made her look at him. She did not resist as he leaned his face towards hers and kissed her.

Mike was the first to leave Kyle’s car that night. As he got out he passionately kissed Natalie. He started walking as the car went out of sight and walked into a pub. He was no drinker, but after that night, he felt like he needed something. Something strong. As he got to the bar he simply ordered some Diet Coke and sat down to watch the TV. They were talking about some Jew who wanted to blow up a mosque or something. A guy named Goldstein, like Nick… Yeah, sure, they report it all over when a Jewish Goldstein commits a terrorist act once in a blue moon. What when three million Palestinian Goldsteins commit terrorist acts against the allies of the United States? What when Albanian Goldsteins kill Macedonian troops? Or when our Saudi friends sponsor an attack on us? That’s not important? Oh, to hell with it.
Mike kept thinking about the events of the night, the adrenaline pumps he felt through it. It felt like it felt on the stage. He knew that Nick sensed it to. He wondered still why it turned them on. He wondered how is it possible they really did do it. He knew it wasn’t racial. None of them had anything against Natalie as an Arab. For them, she was an American, period. Just like them. She was an American, although her dad was an Arab. And her father was one of them. He worked with the US against their enemies. Whatever happened that night, it wasn’t racial. Hell, it might not have been even sexual. It wasn’t even an acting exercise. It was just a dare. Simply a dare!
As Mike was thinking about those things, he noticed a beautiful girl looking at him. He turned his back to the TV as the anchor moved on to talk about Japan and Korea. He looked back at the girl. She was still looking at him. She didn’t move her eyes once. She was a beautiful girl. Brunette. God, he liked brunettes. She was a hell of a lot better looking than Natalie. she wore a black dress, had her long black hair sliding on her shoulders, her brown eyes looking at him, not turning or blinking once. He knew what she was thinking. He wanted a girlfriend so much. Sex is nice, but he wanted an emotional partner so much, and this girl obviously wanted him.
Mike got up, looked at his wristwatch, and walked straight out. He knew what he wanted from life. He just didn’t have the balls!

Author of these rape stories is Gray Blur

Gratification

Thursday, January 24th, 2008

Disclaimer: I do not condone the act of actual rape, mental or physical. This story is complete fiction. Note: Consenting adults acting out fantasies on the other hand, writing stories of imaginary events (like this one), or discussing these topics with others; is quite all right, and entertaining as well.

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“Breath,” she thought.
“Stride, roll your feet, loosen your arm”

Sweet glistened on her hard body in the moonlight as she ran down the path. Her legs and arms pumping in rhythm propelling her down the course. Faster and faster she went, forcing herself to ignore the acids building in her thighs and calves; the knots in her side and the tightness in her shoulders. She had to do this, running was her life, it kept her fit, lean, and was paying for her collage and may, if she worked hard propel her into the world arena of track and field.

She ran this course every day. Usually early in the morning before classes, or late at night after her studies. Sometimes she ran it both times, or more if she was stressed. It was as much a relaxation as a trial, her blood coursing through her, the sweat and heat cleansing her mind.

“WHAM!” something struck her from the side, forcing her six foot frame to fly from the path and cascade down the grassy slope. Her mind reeled; what was happening what ran into her? The wind was forced out of her from the blow, her head spun. Rolling and sliding she finally came to a stop down the hill to the side of the path surrounded by bushes, and she noticed she wasn’t alone, someone was climbing on top of her, clamping his hands over her mouth and throat.

Her screams muffled by the hands clamped around her she started to struggle to get free. The man leaned into her, brandishing a knife, the cold steal glinting in the moonlight.

“Try something, and I’ll cut yo cunt lips off,” he growled into her hear. Instantly, she stopped moving; fear paralyzing her muscles. Behind him she could just see the silhouettes of four more men, then a fifth, and sixth coming to join the first. Tears began to well up in her eyes, and in the deep shadows, she thought she could just make out a smile on the first mans face.

“See I tol’ya she was perty, I tol’ya she came dis way every night,” said the first man.
“Oooh wee, she’s a looker, bet she’s use ta being fucked all da time,” another blurted out.
“Only one way to find out,” expressed another, lust visible in his eyes by the gleam of the moon.
“Nooo! Please don’t”

CRACK, her head whipped to the side as the first man, still sitting on her stomach back handed her. Her lips split open, she felt blood begin to run out of her nose, and tasted it in her mouth.

“Shut da fuck up, bitch! I betta not hear a notha goddamned word from you!” He cursed at her, spit flying from his mouth as he said it. She felt the drop spray across her face.

With the knife held at her throat the other men began to pull off her running shorts, and then her panties. Her shaven crotch now visible for all to see, her pail skin glowing in the moonlight. The man who had tackled her slowly climbed off her stomach and repositioned himself above her head, still holding the knife at her throat; while another man dropped his pants and began to climb between her legs as they were held open.

She whimpered, and wanted to cry out as she saw him spit several times into his hand and then rub it on his hardened cock; but she knew if she did they would beat her. Finally the man positioned himself, placing the head of his penis against her dry cunt. He used one of his hands to spread her lips, and then to help guide it into her, he thrust, and the head was inside her. She moaned in pain, the tears coming to her again. Thrust, another inch into her, thrust, another, thrust again and again till he was all the way in.

The man with the knife raised her head and made her look as the last of her assailants cock went into her. Made her watch as he pulled himself all the way out and then forced himself back in. Again and again, he raped her, as she watched his cock go in and out; moaning and with tears streaming down her face. The man holding her head then reached down and freed her breasts from her sports bra, they weren’t that large, but it didn’t matter really as they started pawing them, pinching and pulling on her nipples, bruising her breasts each time the squeezed.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the man raping her rammed himself into her, and held there. His cock exploding deep in her with his semen. She could feel it, hot, deep inside her. Slowly, as he pulled out his now withered cock, she felt some of his cum dribble out of her and slowly run down the crack of her ass.

No sooner had the first one pulled out and rolled off of her than another man moved between her legs. His cock in his hands, he positioned it to invade her cum, filled snatch. It only took one thrust for him to penetrate all the way into her, her canal now slick from the first man’s cum. She felt his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. Again and again this one thrust into her, trying to impale her with his cock, her whimpering and tears were gone, as she lay there, grunting with each thrust. Finally he too came, deep in her, adding to the first mans cum. When he pulled out even more was running down her ass. He wiped his cock on her leg as he got off of her.

The next man who moved to mount her had what could easily be considered a monster cock. She had never see, much less had anything that large before. It must have been at least eleven inches long and possibly three inches wide; it would have dwarfed a beer bottle. Despite the massive size, she barely moved when he thrust himself deep within her, using all of his weight. The only sign she had noticed was a deep grunt from her and a tear at the corner of her left eye. The men standing around her gasped in appreciation.

“Holy shit, one thrust”
“Damn she takes a wide one”
“I bet she could take my whole fist and arm”

The man at her head made sure she was watching this, watching as this amazing cock pulled almost all the way out and again slammed in. Easily bottoming out and ramming against her cervix; her grunt the only answering sound. Again and again he rammed himself into her, and with each thrust cum from the first two men was forced out of her, gushing around the gigantic member and running down her ass. Finally he too came deep inside her, filling her with cum. It literally shot out of her when he pulled out, there was so much inside her. Her cunt was gaping open from the abuse and the cum of the three men continued to run out of her.

Instantly another man was crawling on top of her and plunged his cock all the way in. Instantly he pulled all the way out of her and backed up. She hadn’t even moaned when he had forced himself into her.

“Fuck, I can’t feel a damn thing,” he exclaimed. “I bet I could stick my whole hand in there.”

His hand instantly shot down to her crotch, shoving four fingers in with ease. His fingers sank all the way up to where his thumb was, her soft grunt barely audible. He pulled his fingers back out and rammed them in again hard, and this time tucked his thumb into his palm. Her grunt more audible this time as his whole hand slide into your spread cunt. Curling his fingers around his thumb and making a fist he started to work his hand back and forth inside her. With every thrust of his hand, the cum would bubble around his wrist; she grunted aloud each time.

“Haha hah, look at that shit,” he chuckled to himself.

Finally he pulled his hand out of her, still in a fist, her cunt lips stretching to accommodate the size and remained wide open as his hand popped out. He rammed his hand back, punching into her gapping, now chasmal opening; his fist easily sank into her to his for arm. Her eyes closed with the pain, but the only sound coming from her was the grunts from the blows. The man at her head forced her eyes open with his fingers, as they continued to torment her cunt, making her watch her on degradation. Finally tiring of this he easily pulls his hand out of her, a wet squishing sound coming from her cunt as he does; and he wipes his hand on her face. Smearing the cum and her own juices all over her lips, mouth and cheeks.

“Roll her over, her cunts gone,” he tells them. “I’m gonna at least blow my load somewhere.”

After rolling her over, without thinking she automatically spread her legs, without even thinking about it. The men nodded in approval. Finally the man who had just finished fucking her crawled back between her legs, judging his cock still slick enough, he lined it up putting the tip of it right against her anus. Gradually he forced his entire cock into her ass. Slowly pulling out, he again forced himself into her, picking up the pace, enjoying the tightness of her ass as his hands needed your cheeks. Finally, picking up the pace for a few last thrusts he exploded into her, her grunt accompanying his as he filled her ass.

The next man, eager to get a little action himself barely waited for the last man to get out of the way before he too was between her legs. He picked her ass off the ground just a little to get a nice angle to her ass, his cock easily sliding into her. Thrusting into her again and again, after all the excitement from watching the others, it did not take him long to loose himself in her slick ass and add his cum to the last mans. As he pulled out, a bit of cum dribbled out of her ass now also; and the ring of it remained dilated.

The man that was the first to find her and had been holding her head the whole time took his time moving around her. He enjoyed looking at her abused and degraded body, knowing she must be humiliated beyond belief, having had her cunt filled by three guys, stretched with a fist and now her ass. As he stood between her legs, he admired the cum running down them, dripping out of her gaping snatch and ass; and now he would add his load to what was in her ass. This was a pleasurable night.

Climbing between her legs he loosed his pants and worked his way up on top of her. Easily sliding his cock in to her abused and now cum slick ass. He thrust into her again and again, raping, wanting to hurt her ass. Finally he to erupted in her, adding his cum to her, filling laughing ass it gushed out around his cock.

They all stood back as she lay there, not moving, not even crying; and they admired their handy work. One of the men pointed at a couple things he had found, and the others nodded in agreement. One last act, one last way to humiliate her. The man who had found them leaned down and raised her ass off the ground again, they tucked her knees up to keep her ass in the air. Then taking his time he slowly began wedging one of the bottles he had found deep in her anus; she didn’t even struggle, just grunted aloud as he gave it one final hard push. Then he picked up the other bottle, and wedged it into her cunt that was still a gap; again, she gave not a sound but a grunt. The final toys in place, the men laughed and walked off.

She lay there, in the bushes for maybe an hour after they left, unable to move, the bottles still in her ass and cunt. Finally she reached down between her legs, and slowly pulled the bottle out of her ass; it made a wet sucking sound as it popped out. Dropping the bottle she slowly touched her anus, feeling it still gaping open. She then reached between her legs and pulled out that bottle and dropped it; her cunt too, still gaping open. Slowly she reached around searching till she found her panties, shorts, bra and t-shirt.

She stood up after getting dressed, feeling the loads of cum that were still in her ass and cunt come spilling out. Filling the crotch of her panties, soaking through them, squishing between the cheeks of her ass with every step she took. What could she say? Who could she tell? HOW could she tell? the humiliation. She could still fill her ass and cunt burning, she could tell that she still hadn’t closed all the way. Who would ever want to be with her after this if they found out? She decided to never ever tell anyone about this as she walked back; as she felt the cum running down her legs, slowly getting stickier and hard.

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Author of this awesome rape story is Morbidreams

The Grand Plan

Thursday, January 24th, 2008

The printer’s beep startled Lisa from her thoughts. She looked at her watch, it was 6:45 on a Friday evening and the office was deserted.

“Am I the only person working in this place?” asked the forlorn 36-year-old project manager. Given a 12-month reprieve from the lay-off list, Lisa wanted to prove herself worthy, even though it didn’t matter. Everybody knew it, but she wanted to believe that the universe gave back what people put forth. That her extra effort would pay off somehow.

With a sigh, she reached across her desk for another pen, scratched yet another note on a file and stuck the pen into her chestnut colored pony tail, joining the other three pens she had already put there and forgotten. She punched 6 digits into the phone, but hung up before the 7th number. Her boyfriend and her were trying hard to work out their differences as the strain of her job was getting the best of her in almost all areas of her life. She picked up the phone again, dialed his work number. Before the second ring was done, a voice: “Hello?”

“Hi sweetie, I’m so sorry I missed you last night” Lisa recalled her missed dinner with him… again.

“That’s okay, I assumed you were just tired and had to go to bed early” the hurt was obvious in his voice. Since an aborted office affair a few months ago, Lisa’s boyfriend was weary of anything happening at work.

Lisa bit her tongue, knowing that the hurt was justified, “I was thinking I’d drop by and we’d get that dinner that I promised you. How’s that sound?” in her most alluring voice. She had a very good one.

He instantly melted, “Sure babe, I just got home. I’ll see you in a little while.”

“Half an hour okay?”

“Yeah, that sounds good”

“Hon, thanks for being so understanding. I’ll see you soon. Loves.”

“Loves back” and Lisa hung up the phone.

Bending down to refasten the buckle on her strap heels, she stood up, looking over her suit in the mirror on her door. The dark olive suit was hand picked by her boyfriend, tonight, she wore a black silk t-shirt underneath the suit jacket, black tights instead of pantyhose, it was too cold. Her heels gave her an extra 3 inches, giving her more presence than her 5’7” frame allowed.

She looked outside, it was dark but her car was under a street lamp in the parking lot. She left her overcoat in the car at lunch, so she’d just have to brave the cold for the walk to the car. Stepping outside, she noticed a white car parked off to the side. “Is Roy still here?” as her heels clicked on the pavement.

“Hey Lisa” a call from behind, the silhouette of a man stood out against the backlit foyer of the office building. “Come give me a hand with this real quick.”

The figure bent over with a box while carrying another one in his hands. Walking closer, she saw it was Roy and was about to say something when Roy turned around and SLAM, a punch to the stomach knocked the wind out of her and doubled her in half as his other hand slapped her across the face with a leather sap that rendered her unconscious. Carrying her 150 lb limp body back to the office, using her key and passcard, Roy dropped her limp body on the desk in Monty, the boss’s, office.

Lionel walked in at that moment. A chipper whistle and a loud greeting that started Roy. His West African accent a little unnerving to the Roy in the tense situation. Lionel was the one Lisa had the aborted relationship with, before Lisa ran off to Hawaii with her boyfriend and told Lionel it wasn’t working out. In Roy’s case, 6 months of constant teasing and flirting and his crumbling marriage at home ended in frustration overflowing.

“We picked straws, me first” Lionel quipped as he set up a tripod for the video camera.

Roy shrugged and grabbed his Nikon N55 and a Polaroid camera to get ready and take some shots.

Lionel bunched her skirt up and pulled down her tights down to the ankles, leaving them and her panties there as he kept her shoes on. Lifting her legs up, he squeezed in between them, deftly undressing himself and bending down to sniff a pussy he was teased with months before but never got a chance to really play with.

Grabbing some smelling salt out of the box, Lionel roused Lisa from her unconscious slumber. Woozy and disoriented, the lights from the camera backlit Lionel at first and Lisa couldn’t see. Realizing that a man had his body between her legs, which were cinched tight at the ankles, Lisa struggled to free herself, but the straps of her heels denied her the ability to kick off her shoes.

A light laugh and Lionel’s hands caressed the inside of Lisa’s thighs as Lisa gasped at the realization. Trying desperate to fight and push the man away, the strobe effect of the camera flashing confused her. Lionel tore open her suit jacket and a flick of the knife started a tear in her silk t-shirt, which ripped reluctantly while her hands feebly fought the stronger man’s lust. Finally ripping up to the collar, another flick of the knife completed the job. A sharp gasp as the knife made contact with Lisa’s skin and she froze. Her breasts heaving in fear encased in a black bra, Lionel grabbed a breast and squeezed through the satiny material.

“Have a proposition for you. You manage to unhook your legs from around me and the game will stop. You fail before I finish and we party for as long as I say we do. Or we can just cut you up and rape you till you bleed to death. You want to cooperate?”

A scared nod answered Lionel’s wicked grin, his misaligned teeth the only sign that the PhD candidate had a childhood rough in the plains of Africa. Lionel grabbed Lisa by the hips and dragged her closer to the edge of the desk. Grabbing her hips, he thrust himself painfully into her dry pussy. Yelping in pain, Lisa tried to get up and reach around his body to unstrap her shoes and free her legs caught in the tights. As Lisa’s body rose to meet Lionel’s, he grabbed her suit jacket and tore it off her body, along with the ripped remains of her t-shirt. Reaching around, he tried to unhook her bra, Lisa’s protests evoked a laugh.

“You think saving your breasts is more important than freeing your legs?”

Damn, she thought, he’s right. Lisa stopped fighting his hands and instead concentrated on reaching around and trying to reach her feet. The last two months of yoga classes giving her the flexibility she needed, but not quite. Kissing and biting her neck, Lionel was in ecstasy, her struggles lent a much more pleasing, almost consensual quality to this as her body rose to meet his, pushing each other, certainly initiating more contact than just raping her unconscious. Using one hand to prop himself up, his other hand grabbed a breast, rolling her nipples and squeezing violently.

The pain and his force of motion pushed Lisa back on her back for a second as she caught her breath. Sweat glistening on her brow and a new look of determination on her face, she got back up again, meeting his naked body as she reached again for her feet, finally catching the buckle on one shoe, hanging on for dear life as his savage fucking rocked her body back and forth. He came down and took her ear in his mouth, sucking it between his teeth, pushing her body down. Her fingers working feverishly trying to get the strap through the loop and out, The bunched mass of tights and panties catching her fingers, blocking the way, she finally caught hold of the strap itself and finally got the strap out. The pin still in place, barely, but no, the strap came loose.

Lionel by now was off in his own world, eyes closed in ecstasy while he raped her with all his force downward. Lisa tried to grab her other shoe strap, fighting with all of her effort upwards. Roy in the meantime continued taking pictures, his own hard-on raging at the scene.

Managing to kick her freed shoe off, Lisa reached around Lionel’s body to get the tights bunched at her ankle, trying to push it past her heel so she could free her legs when Lionel’s groans turned into “Oh shit, oh shit, here it comes, oh man, here we go.”

Grabbing the back of Lisa’s head, Lionel held her in a grizzly bear grip while he shot load after load into her abused pussy. Roy standing directly behind Lionel at this moment snapped away at Lisa’s futile attempts to push off the panties and tights, her arms flailing uselessly around Lionel’s body.
Collapsing on top of her, Lionel laid there, catching his breath. “Man, you were awesome,” he sad with a smile and a kiss. Tears welled up in Lisa’s eyes as she laid there herself, her legs still caught around Lionel.

Lionel stood up, and with Lisa’s legs still in place, picked her up, his penis never leaving the confines of her pussy. His muscular arms the first thing that Lisa noticed so many months ago were the arms holding Lisa up, carrying her as Lionel backed slowly to Monty’s big executive chair. Roy pulled her tights and panties off her foot that she freed, her feet finally able to come apart. Sitting down, Lisa found herself impaled on Lionel’s dick which was firming up again quickly as she straddled him. With Lionel eaning back, Lisa’s ass was exposed. Before she realized it, Roy took his hard dripping penis and shoved it into Lisa’s ass. The unexpected intrusion sent Lisa screaming in pain. With Lionel and his 8’ cock already stretching her pussy, Roy’s 6” member only made a couple inches into Lisa’s ass before her clenched sphincter made it difficult.

“No use fighting it, we’ve got all night,” Roy hissed in her ear as he continued pushing. After much effort, Roy pushed his whole length in, the blood from her ass lubricating his dick as he slowly slid in and out while Lionel pumped away underneath. Never a big fan of anal sex, Lisa remembered when she told her current boyfriend that on their wedding night, she’d let him take her anally if he so desired. As Roy plugged away from behind and Lionel grunted underneath, Lisa cried as a new wave of shame and humiliation came over her. She had jeopardized her relationship with a good man for this man raping her and flirted with the married man who was sodomizing her.

Roy was too excited to last long as he let loose a feral howl while blowing his load in Lisa’s ass. The heat of his hot cum felt like searing acid in Lisa’s bowels. Pulling out, he wiped his semi-flaccid dick on Lisa’s back, leaving a streak of glistening cum on her back. Lionel was still underneath, rocking Lisa like a bucking bronco though Lisa by now had withdrawn into her own mental confines. Her guilt and shame overwhelming her as she remembered discouraging wedding plans because she didn’t want to tell her boyfriend she wasn’t “playing around” yet.

A sudden slap in the face brought her back to the current world though as Roy grabbed her face and shoved his cock into her slack mouth. Blood and shit could be tasted as Lisa sucked away. How was he standing there in front of her if Lionel was still underneath? Lisa wondered incoherently as the pounding continued. A groan as Lionel’s cock pounded deep actually reached her cervix. Roy’s cock was suffocating. Lisa was starting to see stars, stars exploding all around her as she felt a hot rush in vagina. Lionel was erupting again.

Moaning a plea to stop, Lisa’s tongue felt Roy start to twitch in her mouth. Roy pulled out of her mouth in time to spray her face with another load. All over her forehead, dripping into her eyes, down her nose and into her tired mouth, the last couple spurts dropped onto her breasts.

Lionel picked her exhausted body up off of him and put her gently on Monty’s desk. Using her bra to wipe himself off, he looked at the pathetic form in front of him. I wonder if I can officially put a notch in my bedpost for her, he thought errantly. He started getting dressed.

Roy cleaned himself off as well, using her ponytail to mop off excess saliva, sweat and cum from himself. Lisa whimpered in semi-consciousness. Roy grabbed his camera gear and walked out the door. Lisa fumbled for her cell phone and tried to dial her boyfriend’s number, falling asleep from exhaustion and pain before she could hit the talk button. Lionel watched as she tried to dial her phone. Smiling, he dropped a couple Polaroid pictures of the night’s events on Lisa’s unconscious body. He donned a pair of gloves and took Lisa’s keys and drove her car back to his apartment. Checking his watch, it was now 9:50.

About the same time, the boyfriend looked at his clock. Picking up his phone, he dialed first Lisa’s home, then cell then office. No answers. Shaking his head, he got in his car and drove to her house, only 5 minutes away. It was dark. Next to her office, nobody was there, not even the security patrol that drove around the parking lot every so often. Out of habit, he drove by Lionel’s apartment, a secret he knew about for a long time, though Lisa didn’t know he knew. He drove past the complex and saw her car, parked in a visitor’s stall. With a feeling of ice in his chest, he drove home, never seeing the man behind the slightly parted curtain track his car with his eyes. A sinister smile cracked open to reveal a set of crooked teeth. He’d have to drive her car back to the office soon.

20 miles away from his apartment, Roy was busy putting a label on the fourth copy of the video he shot that night. His wife was out late again. The TV showed a part of the scene again, the part where Lisa was reaching around Lionel for her shoe strap. From the angle of the camera, it could easily be thought that Lisa was meeting Lionel’s fucking motion with lust of her own. Grabbing at him and thrusting her body at his the whole time, she certainly wasn’t attempting to stop him from screwing her. He dropped the fourth tape into an envelope and sealed it. The others he put away. He smiled too as he headed into the kitchen. This wasn’t over for any of them. In fact, it was just starting.

Author of this rape story is Prodigem

Good Clean Fun

Thursday, January 24th, 2008

****This is a work of FICTION, it is neither a real accounting nor an instructional manual. Tough for you to separate fact from fantasy? Back slowly away from my writing.****

Just another bitch, you know? No biggie, I do this all the time, almost every weekend. Find some dumb bitch, drag her into the van, or into some bushes, and rape her. Hard, over and over. And hey, fuck you, it’s good fun-find me something else that much fun, that incredibly pleasurable, that I can do for free? If the silly whores didn’t want it, they wouldn’t be out where I can nail them. Stick that in your fucking pipe and smoke it.

I’m an equal opportunity rapist. Every bitch has something to offer, something that makes them worth the effort. The thin, leggy whores are angry, indignant, like how dare I? I love that, love to beat it out of them, face fuck it out of them. Ram my cock up their pristine asses and make them bleed. The fat girls, the dumpy ones, they’re great, too. Stunned, unable to believe that anyone would rape them. They’re usually virgins, love to hear them squeal as I grind my tool in, tear them wide. The little high school prick teases, they’re great-little bitches, strut around pretending they’re putting out. Well, they put out for me-I keep them the longest, days sometimes, just fucking them over and over, in their mouths, in their asses, up those tight little cunts. Fucked an old one once. Funny, thought she’d be all loose and nasty, but she wasn’t-tight as a drum. Fought like a wildcat, too. But I nailed her. Made the bitch cry. It was easy, she reminded my of my mother. Should have seen her face with my cum leaking out the sides of her mouth.

I try to be creative, like taking chances. Raped a cheerleader at a game once-dragged her under the bleachers and ass-raped her while the crowd cheered right above us. My hand clapped over her mouth, my huge cock up her twitching ass. And yeah, it is huge-11 inches, a good three inches thick. Fucker was made to hurt. Who am I to get in its way? Little bitches hands scraping the wood floor, trying to get away, her feet drumming the floor with the pain. And the bucking-that’s what makes virgins so much fun. They move. A lot. Like they can’t help it, their backs arch, their hips buck and jerk, their tits dance. Sat on her little tits and fucked her face ’til I was hard again, then raped that virgin cunt of hers. Hey, no one dresses like that, short little skirts, flashing those panties, if they don’t want it. Tied her, spread wide open, to a bleacher support when I was done. Imagine my surprise when the papers reported she’d been gang raped by a dozen boys. Guess the poor kids found her there and just couldn’t help them. Makes me proud.

Raped some little prick tease at the drive-in last summer. No, she wasn’t my date. She was in another car, but I could hear her teasing, then refusing the poor slob she was with. Pimply faced kid, no balls. So I gave it to her while he was at the concession stand. Just climbed in, punched her in the face, then raped her right there in the front seat. From behind, I laid on top and tore in while she squealed into the seat. Makes me hard just thinking of her squirming underneath me. Her face pushed into the upholstery, her hips jumping under me, her tight little pussy constricting, squeezing my tool. And the grunting, horrified scream as I filled her with my thick cum. Told her, too-told her how I’d just gotten her pregnant, how she was going to carry my bastard in her belly. Got out of there just in time-passed her boyfriend on my way back. I hope he fucked her, too.

But my coup, my crowning achievement? A nun. Yeah, that’s right, I fucked a nun, raped her good. Pretty thing, had no business being in that business anyway. I hang out by the homeless shelter sometimes, like making the men blow me. Like how humiliating it is for them, love to see them squeeze back the tears as they take my tool in their mouth for ten bucks. And I make them earn it, too, grab them by the hair and fuck their faces so hard their noses bleed. Emasculated shits. What kind of weak, stupid loser would suck cock for ten bucks?

Anyway, the nun. Wasn’t hard getting her to the van-just told her I had food and blankets for her homeless charges. She came out, pretty as you please. She wanted vows, no or me. Opened the back door, she leaned in, and I was on her. Didn’t even bother closing the door, just hiked up the slut’s habit and fucked her right there, bent over into the van. Was ripping into her virgin hole before she could say Sweet Mary Mother of God. And tight, oh, man. Wriggling, squirming under me, letting out these teary little squeals with every thrust. Did we attract attention? Sure, but no one made a move, except to ask for a piece. But I don’t share-every hole is mine, I get first shot. After that, what do I care? Took almost two hours to do the Sister up right, spray my loads in every hole. Left her in the hands of her poor homeless folk. So much for charity, Sis.

First time. When was the first time? I was fifteen. Already a big kid, 6 foot even, cock already huge. Didn’t mean to rape her-Brian and I went in after practice to tell Ms. Manetti that she had a flat. She was such a whore, so pretty, so sexy, always teasing us. Got to her classroom and there was a gang of guys getting ready to fuck on her. Brian was so horrified. I was so turned on. Fucking bitch, squealing, cock in her mouth, another in her cunt while she squirmed and cried. When they finished, they gave Bri and I our turns. Bri, wimp, went for her cum soaked pussy, but not me-all of me, straight up her asshole. I can still hear her screaming my name, "JOSHHHH, ah, GOD, it HURTS, Josh, P-P-PLEASE!" Oh, yeah. I miss that, you know-hearing some cunt scream my name while I slam into her. We kept her there all night, just raping her, ramming into her, cumming in her, on her. I’d never thought of rape before that. I never think of anything else now. Every apartment I move into is chosen for the hunting potential, every job chosen for the female co-workers and their accessibility. Thanks, Ms. Manetti. Would love to give you a big, stiff show of appreciation. If I ever find you, whore, going to show you how a MAN does it. I was just a boy then.

My first independent rape. Brian’s mom. I was sleeping over, we’d been talking about Ms. Manetti. He was saying how sorry he was, how bad he felt. I’m just nodding, yeah, man, I know, isn’t it awful. But I’m getting’ hot. Oh, damn, I’m getting hot. And hard, huge, swollen. Brian finally whines himself to sleep, and I go to the next room-his mom’s room. She’s asleep on her belly, little silk nigh tie hiked up, her legs bare. No art to it-art’s a waste of time, I knew that even then. I just pounced, hit her with my full 190 lbs. Pillow over her fucking head before she even knew what was going on. I never said a word, just yanked up the nigh tie, tore off those panties, and jammed my cock up her twat. Full weight on her, slamming into her, one hand holding the pillow, the other under her, pinching, digging into her tits. I could hear her sobbing, screaming, grunting with the force of my thrusts. Ramming into her, faster and faster, then exploding, wave after wave of my hot spunk in her cunt. Filled the bitch well. And then I ran, dashed back into Bri’s room, crawled into bed. I could hear her stumbling, crying. I was scared, heart racing, sure she would call the cops. But then I heard the shower, and knew the bitch loved it. She wasn’t going to narc me out. Next morning she makes breakfast-can you believe that? Sitting there, red eyed over scrambled eggs. Talk about triumph. I was hooked.

First bitch I didn’t know? Tiny little oriental whore working at 7-11. Alone, 2 am. I went in to buy a pack of smokes, then went outside, waited. Followed her home when her shift ended. Grabbed her in her own garage. Oh, she was so small! Wrapped my hand over her mouth and lifted her off the floor, slammed her belly down onto the hood of her car. Her little legs kicking wildly, her hands pulling at my arm, trying to free her mouth, trying to scream. Yanking her pants down, then her panties-white lace thongs, pulled down just far enough for me to fuck her. Forcing my knee between her legs, pushing them apart. Pulling my cock out, pressing, poking, then slamming home as she squealed behind my hand. I could hear her husband, her kids in the kitchen, just a few feet away. Fucked her so hard the car shook. Her grunting and crying, muffled, was incredible. Her hands scraping, searching for anything to use to get me off her, out of her. She managed to grab a windshield wiper, pull it off, tried to hit me with it. Stupid bitch. Yanked it from her hand and fucked her all the harder for it. Exploded inside her, ah, fuck, she was good. And she moaned as my spunk filled her, came running down her little thighs. And then I taught the bitch a lesson-ass fucked her with the wiper. Made the slut bleed. Then raped her face ’til I was hard again, wiper still sticking out of her ass. Then dragged her back up and threw her on her back across the hood, jammed those sweet, cum soaked panties into her mouth. Grabbing her hips, I slammed into her cunt again, broke that wiper off in her ass with the first plunge. She wasn’t even trying to scream anymore, just whining, moaning, grunting with pain as I plundered her, slammed into her with such force she’d gasp with it. Her eyes open wide, stunned, agonized. Damn, she was sweet. Still planning on paying her another visit. Soon.

That isn’t even half of them, but those are the ones that stand out. And now? Pregnant whore walking alone in the park across the street. Shitty neighbourhood. She does it every night, like she thinks that big belly will protect her somehow. God, I can taste her, she’s just perfect. Stupid doe eyes, big baby filled belly, her tits all huge and milky. So what do you think? Should I just fuck her right there on the path? Drag her into the bushes and take her like a dog? Tie her to a tree and fill her up, leaving her for the others who will surely come along? Or force her into my van, tie her up right, spread wide, helpless? Hmmm . . .

Raped a bitch in the movie theatre once. She came in late, I was sitting in back. Grabbed her as she walked by in the dark, no one noticed. Hand over her mouth, my dick was already out and stiff, waiting. Tore her panties and forced her down on my dick, all 11 inches up her ass as she struggled, writhed on it, fucked me good. Her little legs kicking in vain, her ass clenching, twitching around my meat. She spent most of the movie impaled on my cock, moaning through my hand. I came three times, filling her ass with my jizz. Never pulled out, just let her ass’s twitching get me hard again-she got too still I’d reach up and pinch, pull on her nipples, make her jump and squirm on my meat. Thank God for Dolby surround-no one heard a thing. ‘Cept me. I heard her, oh, yeah. Felt her tears on my hand, her spit bubbling around the edges as she cried. Left her bleeding on the floor, her little skirt hiked up, showing her pretty, torn ass.

Anyway, the pregnant slut. Going to pull her into the van. Yeah. Just the idea of her tied, elbows together behind her back, under her, legs pulled up and back, tied to the hooks in either wall. Wide open. Ass and cunt pointing up, waiting for my meat, pregnant belly poking up. Yeah. And, oh, she’s going to squeal, going to whine that, gosh, she’s pregnant, please . . . yeah, should have thought about that before, bitch. Before you teased me. Too late now. Which hole first? Wonder if I could jam my tool down her throat, choke her with it while I fist her. Trying to work out the logistics here. Well, if nothing else I could fill her throat while I fuck her with . . . flashlight. Yeah, my big-ass , long handle flashlight. Plunge that fucker into her twat over and over while she screams around my dick. Fill her mouth with my spunk, feel her struggle to swallow, hear her gag, then pull out in time to splash her face, too. Love to see the humiliation that creates-big eyes looking up, strings of my cum hanging, sticking to her cheeks, her chin. Then hurt her a little, make her scream me hard again. Nothing gets me stiff like a whore squealing in pain. And then I’ll rape her ass. Watch that pregnant belly of hers jump while I slam my meat in, tear her asshole wide. I’ll bite her tits, taste milk while I rape her bowels. Fill her with my hot jizz. Then rape her mouth again, get me hard one more time so I can fuck that pussy of hers, shake her, make her scream as I pound my cock into her. And then? Well, we’ll take a drive, and maybe I’ll decide I want to do it all over again. Love driving around with a bitch strung up in the back, spread wide and dripping with my cum. I smile at people, wave. Makes me hot. Makes me want to fuck them all over again. And again.

Yeah, that’s the ticket.

Author of this great rape story is Kallie!

Going Mono (or “The Milestone”) Part I

Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008

by Gray Blur
Do you know what it’s like to feel dead inside? I know, and that’s what helped me finding the true meaning of life. It all started one night when I was walking down the street, trying to find a nice quiet place where I could just finish it all. You see, I was at a very low point in my life. The most wonderful girl in the world dumped me, my boss fired me, and all I could think of was that pistol in my pocket. I walked into an alley, I put the gun to my head, and that’s when it hit me: If I’m not afraid of dying, then I’m already free. I can do anything I want because I don’t care about the consequences anymore.
So I hid the gun under my jacket and started walking towards the convenient store across the street. I walked in just as the last customer was leaving. I pulled out my gun and started shouting at the man behind the counter. I felt the adrenaline, I could feel my face go red. I was out of control and it felt great!

He gave me the money and I headed out, bumping into a police officer that was coming in. I panicked and I shot him. I pushed him away from me, threw the money on the ground and jumped up in the air, landing on his police cruiser with both feet. Then, suddenly, about twenty more cruisers showed up. The cops started shooting at me so I fired back. About ten bullets entered my body, all at once. I remember it so clearly. Standing there, feeling free, overjoyed, for the very first time in my life. Then the most terrible thing happened. The most terrible thing that can happen to a human being… I woke up!

(looking at his watch)

Oh, man, look at the time! My lunch hour is almost over. I gotta get back to the office or my boss will friggin kill me. I’ll see you around…

The entire beginners Drama class applauded as James Higgins finished his monologue. Standing on the stage located in the class he smiled at the others, satisfied.

Ms. Goldman, a beautiful 37-year-old blond, smiled at James, pleased. He would most definitely stand above the rest in this class as the semester would proceed, she thought.

“That was very good.” Ms. Goldman said. “It definitely shows that you put a lot of time and effort into this. Did you write this on your own?”

“I sure did.” James replied with a smile.

“And what inspired you to write something so dark?” She asked.

“It’s something that’s in all of us, I guess.” James shrugged. “This seems like the best place to let it out. Isn’t that why we’re all here? To express what we can’t in public?”

“I disagree.” A female voice announced.

James searched with his eyes for the speaker.

“What was that?” Ms. Goldman asked.

“I said I disagree.” It was Laurie Chapman, a 17 year old Junior. She had a very short brown hair that gave her sort of a boyish look, yet had a beautiful face that projected the innocence of a little girl. She looked very cute, very pretty. Very innocent.

“And why don’t you agree?” Ms. Goldman turned to her.

“Acting is about feeling good about yourself. It’s about making people sympathize with your character, or care for the plot. You don’t have to be focused on the evil of the world in order to intrigue an audience.”

“Acting is about what’s real. And this is real.” James said.
“Maybe in your world.” Laurie said.

James smiled at the innocent little brunette. “What’s your name again?”
“Laurie. Laurie Chapman.” She said.
“Well, Laurie, you’re a left-winger, aren’t you?”

The class laughed at his words. Laurie smiled at him and nodded. She laughed along with everybody, not minding the joke. She could always take a joke.

“Settle down.” Ms. Goldman said. “James, this is not Political Science 101 here. Yes, acting is about expressing what we might not be able to express in public. It’s about expressing things that we don’t always feel comfortable with in public, depends on the situation our character is in. That includes getting in touch with sides of us that we don’t always know we have. But what’s most important is that you remember NOT TO GO TO FAR. When showing our dark sides we have to put the CLOTH of the character, not the SOUL.”

The last sentence was said right as the bell went off. The students went out of the classroom and stormed down the hole. James, like many others, was headed to the Cafeteria for lunch.
It was the first week of the new semester, and James thought he should try out drama, based on the recommendations of Nick and Mike who practically dragged his ass into it. So far it’s been cool. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t do it with his friends, who were in the advanced class. This semester they had a new drama teacher teaching the beginners’ class, so James did not have the same teacher as Nick and Mike. But that was cool. The new teacher, Ms. Goldman, was a cool teacher, plus the entire male population of the school drooled just thinking of her. Nick even had thoughts of what he called an “operation” against her. Same kind of operation the four of them did to Natalie and Alex on that night they all got horny.

It’s been a while since that fateful night. Natalie and Alex did not tell a soul about it out of fear that they would both suffer. During those two weeks when James and Alex’s family was on vacation, the two girls have been raped repeatedly by the four boys. One time, after a particularly vicious rape, Mike forced Alex to take a shower with him. During that shower, when she saw he wasn’t trying to rape her again, she pleaded with him to stop doing it and to convince the others to stop too. As a result of this request he slammed her on the floor, on her back, and got on top of her. She felt his cock getting hard very fast as he rubbed it on her cunt, as they were both nude and soaked from the hot water. She closed her eyes tight as he raped her, realizing there was no way out of this situation. She grew quieter, more detached. She would not talk to anyone about what she has been through. After all, Nick did save her life, and he never let her forget it. He never let her forget that he could take back what he had given her. He told her he’ll keep a close eye on Natalie, and if he so much as smells someone after him, he’ll hurt her bad.
Alex knew he wasn’t kidding, as he continued to be seen more and more in public with Natalie.

After the first rape, Nick ordered Natalie to come to his home every day, or else he would hurt Alex, and spread rumors about the two girls all over school. Knowing she had no choice, she did as told, and every day, while his parents were still at work, she’d come to his house and let him do whatever he wanted. She gradually accepted this situation, and even started liking anal sex. But it wasn’t all sex. Sometimes, instead of having sex (or before or after having sex) Nick would help her with her homework out of his own initiative. They gradually started talking about their lives, their hobbies, their interests, etc.
Nick forced her to be seen with him as his girlfriend. Although at first she did it out of fear, she soon showed genuine affection towards him. She knew she was in a situation she can’t escape, so why not accept it and look at the bright sides?

Nick’s friends at school were surprised to see that a stud like Nick chose this little freshman over all the other girls, but no one made a big deal out of it. It wasn’t as if he was a football star or anything. He was in drama. Who in school cared what those people did with their lives?

Gradually the rape meetings of the six teens became less and less frequent. Nick had Natalie for himself, and James had Alex on certain occasions when he could. Kyle had a million girlfriends. The youngest one was thirteen while the oldest one was forty-three. Mike didn’t have a sexual partner, so he would fuck the girls during the gang rapes they had, and sometimes would borrow Alex when he was visiting James.

Nick enjoyed the situation of having a sex slave, but did not let his guard down from Alex and Natalie.
He knew that if one of them would freak out, it could expose the entir e ordeal they’ve gone through. Him going out with Natalie was not only out of hormones, but a strategy, to divide and conquer. Nick raised up Natalie’s self esteem, convincing her to participate in the beginners’ drama class. He knew she would love it.
Due to the gang rapes, an ironic situation occurred: Alex, who was always the outspoken and daring out of the two girls, rolled into a little ball in the corner, while Natalie, who was the shy one, felt like a goddess when she was with Nick. She started liking being with him more and more, and didn’t care when the other boys had sex with her, as long as it wasn’t too rough, although she did like it rough.

Nick knew Natalie was his to control, but what about Alex? He thought having her away from Natalie will discourage her from going to the cops, but what if it would only encourage her? Natalie was her only friend who knew what was going on with her. Alex had no one else to turn to about the brutal rapes she had endured from her brother and his friends. What if she would tell? What if having Jimmy fucking her would drive her over the edge?
Nick seriously considered killing her. He did not give a rat’s ass about human life. Although he never killed before, he already started making plans in his mind. It would probably have to look like an accident, but certainly not as a sex crime, otherwise the others would make the connection and might go to the cops themselves.

In the meantime, he had another operation in mind: Raping Ms. Goldman.

As he was walking towards the table with Mike, he noticed James walking towards the table as well with his tray. Natalie and Kyle had the next lunch period, and the three usually set with another friend of Mike, who was sick today.

“Hey, man. What’s up?”
“Great. Did my monologue today.”
“The one you wrote?” Nick asked.
“You bet.”
“Never read out stuff you’ve written. Don’t expose too much of yourself. People tend to spot your weaknesses more easily and use them.” Nick said.
“So, did they like it?” Mike said.
“You bet, except for some nerdy little girl who thought it was too violent or something. She has no idea what real violence is. Anyway, Ms. Goldman loved it.”
“I’d love to have her.” Nick said.
“Yeah, she’s a great teacher.”
“Fuck teaching. I already got a great teacher. I said I’d love to have her.”
Mike leaned forward. “Man, we’re in a public place. Now is not the time to discuss it.”
“Fuck it!” Nick said. “We’re gonna do it or what? I’m telling you, we can pull this off.”
“We need to be careful.” Mike said.
“Come on, if it wasn’t for me and Kyle, the two of you would still be jacking off in the bathroom. You can’t be careful all of your life. No balls – no pussy! Right?”
“Look,” James said. “My parents are gonna go up north again. They’re taking Jack with them. I thought about coming along, but maybe instead, all of us can get together and…”
“Is Alex staying home?” Mike asked, not trying very hard to conceal his excitement.
“She will if we make her.”
“No!” Nick announced. “Listen. She’s been under a lot of pressure. Now, I don’t give a flying fuck about her, but we need to let her cool off for OUR sakes. Jimmy, you let her go on vacation. You do not come along.”
“And what if she decides to tell mom and…”
“She won’t!” Nick said sharply. “She knows I play with Nattie. She does not wanna think what would happen to her if she tells.”

Nick leaned forward and spoke quietly. “Now, maybe you two wanna play with my sex doll, but I think we better move up to real pussies. If you’re not in, you’re real pussies.” Nick got up and left his tray at the table.
“I lost my appetite. Dump it later.”

Mike took Nick’s fries and put them on his own tray.

“What’s on your mind?” Mike asked.
“I think we should talk about Nick’s idea. The four of us. He’s out of fucking control. We need to be there if he does something. We either do it all together or we don’t do it at all.”
“Sounds good to me.” Mike replied.
“Mikey. Whatever happens, I cover your ass and you cover mine. Nick is starting to be like Kyle more and more every day. I don’t know if I can trust them anymore.”
“Okay. I got your back, bro.” Mike said as he munched on ketchup-coated fry.

The next few days went by without any special events. Jimmy got to talk a little with that girl Laurie, who told him all about her believes in the kindness of mankind and how we’re all born good, but the society makes some people do bad things.
What a load of crap! James thought. That girl is living in a fucking bubble.

The lunch periods went by okay as Nick stopped talking about raping Ms. Goldman and stuck with more trivial issues such as… um… well… ah… Hell, who cares what he has to say as long as he doesn’t do anything crazy!

One night, while Jimmy was watching TV, there was a knock on the door. He didn’t expect anyone and went to the door to see who it was. As he opened the door, his entire world stopped from moving.
There were two people standing at the door. A man and a woman, and they were both dressed in police uniforms!

James did not know what happened, but he was certain that somehow it’s connected with the series of gang rapes he has conducted with his friends against Alex and Natalie.

“Y-yes.” He stuttered, waiting to hear what the officers had to say.

The male officer, a black man with a mustache in his early 40s, started talking.

“Are you James Higgins?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you the son of William and Marsha Higgins?”
“Yes, I am. Is something wrong, officer?”
“Son, there is no easy way to say it. Your family has been involved in a hit and run while they were driving to their hotel. I’m afraid they are all dead.”

James opened his eyes wide as he was looking at the officer. The expression on the cop’s face froze. He was serious.
James had no idea how he should act right now. He looked at the female cop. A pretty young woman in her twenties or thirties, long black hair that was pulled back, tied behind her head. She had deep blue eyes. She reminded him of Alex. He looked back at the male cop with surprise.
“All of them?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“Wow. Um… Please, come in. Tell me some more.”

The two cops entered the house quietly. The man was leading. He was obviously the more experienced one. It was clear just by looking at their body language that he was in charge.

As the three of them sat down, Officer Wallace (that was his name) started pouring out the grim details of how James’ family has died. He said that the person who hit their car was probably drunk, and that he fled the scene. Jack died on the way to the hospital. The rest died before the rescue units arrived at the scene.
Bottom line was: His family is dead. The person who did it is on the loose.
The rest of the details did not matter.

James felt as he was dosed off throughout the conversation. It’s like all the words and details were flowing in and out of his mind.

As they were done talking, Wallace and his partner, officer Langham, went to the door. Wallace did not look at James as he headed out. Langham, who was walking behind him, gave James a sympathetic smile and put her hand on his forearm.

As the door shut behind the young woman, James sat down, took the remote, and turned the TV on again.

The next morning, as James woke up, it took him a moment to recall last night’s events. The night before he had several phone calls to his house from worried family members and friends. He reassured them that he was okay, and rejected their offers to let him spend the night with them. He said he just needed to be alone for a while.

As James got up, he switched on his stereo System, letting the song “Beautiful Day” play out loud.
He knew that none of the neighbors would dare to ask him to turn it down. They all knew about the ordeal he has been through. He just danced around the house with no real purpose, taking advantage of the fact that he was alone in there. He knew that the total impact of the event had not hit him yet, but he wasn’t worried about it. It’ll happen when it’ll happen.

Aside from the grief for the loss of Jack and his two parents, James was sorry he wouldn’t be able to fuck Alex’s ass anymore. Then again, if he was bound to have lost his parents and brother, it’s better losing Alex too instead of having to cope with everything together with the little bitch. But goddamn, it was a waste of perfectly good, big, juicy, fifteen-year-old breasts.

Throughout the day James had visits from friends and neighbors, all comforting him for the tragedy he has endured. Mike, Nick, Kyle and Natalie came as well.
Although Natalie and James had very complex relations due to the pain and humiliation he has inflicted upon her, none of it mattered anymore. He was Alex’s brother, she was her best friend, and now they both had to be strong. At least that was how she saw it.

After a long day filled with visitors, James was finally alone, and was free to sit on the couch and watch some old tapes in the VCR, with no noise but the sound from the TV and the raindrops at the glass window. For him, being alone was the natural state of a human being. Even with his unusually close relations with the little clique of his and his special bond with Mike, James felt he was alone in the world. He couldn’t REALLY trust anyone but himself. Mike was too much of a follower, Kyle was crazy, and Nick was getting paranoid all the time, especially concerning Alex. Well, no reason for him to worry anymore, is there?
James wondered in the back of his mind if it’s possible. Is it possible that Nick would somehow arrange for… Nah, it couldn’t be. He couldn’t have pulled anything like this off. Maybe some of Kyle’s crazy neighborhood friends could though. What if Nick and Kyle were in it together? No! Kyle would never mastermind anything like that on his own. He wouldn’t give it the time of day. And Nick… Nick was a moral person. Well, for a rapist. They wouldn’t. They wouldn’t! Would they?