The moon lit up the dark sky above me, little stars shining by it. The street lights lit up the sidewalk ahead of me and as I looked around there was no sign of human life.
'Of course why would there be? It's late at night, everyone is probably sleeping.' I thought to myself as I glanced at my watch. Maybe I shouldn't have left the club this late. Nor should I be walking home alone right now.
And yes, I thought right. As soon as I regretted my decision to be walking home late at night, a van sped up towards me and I felt two strong arms pulling me into it. Everything happened too fast. In a blink of an eye, I was no longer enjoying my late night walk. Instead I was being pulled into a random black van by a stranger.
''Stop! Who are you? Please let me go!'' I yelled as I writhed against the stranger's hold. They effortlessly pulled me in and held me against their chest. ''Hey there now, doll. No need to move and scream so much, you'll tire yourself out.'' A raspy manly voice came from behind me.
''No please! Don't hurt me, I'll give you anything you want!'' I plead as I made unsuccessful attempts of squirming out of his hold. ''Hurt you? Oh no, princess. We are just going to use you for a little while and we'll drop you off at home!'' He chuckles and clasped both my legs with his, restricting me from any type of movement.
We? What does he mean by we? Slowly and gently he extended his legs, making my legs spread open too. I could feel cold air brushing against my inner thighs and my clothed pussy. I shuddered against the feeling and squirmed around more which resulted in him gripping my wrists hard till it started to hurt.
''Please let me go. I beg of you.'' I muttered, tears started forming in my eyes and clouding my vision. 'If you didn't want us to take you like this, then why did you dress up like a whore hmm?' he whispers down my ear, burying his face into the crook of my neck.
''You're clearly a free-use slut.'' His hot breath sends chills down my spine. His words, his hold, his strength. They were all overpowering me. He wasn't even using half of his strength and yet I couldn't move an inch. I was helpless against him. All I was weary was a miniskirt and a tank top with no bra. My nipples were peeking through the cloth.
'Slut...whore...' his voice burns through my brain and gives me a strange feeling of pleasure. Am I really getting turned on by this? No I shouldn't be, this is wrong. "Oh, looks like our stop is here doll." he says as the van slows down to a stop.
"Where are we?" I squeaked out between cries as I tried to look around but all I could see was darkness. "We're someplace where no one could hear you scream or cry."
The door opened with a loud creak, revealing a young blonde man who's probably in his twenties. "Oh she's a beauty isn't she?" The blonde man says to the other. "She definitely is! And I'm sure she's even more beautiful when she's naked."
I screamed with all of my heart, hoping someone would hear me. The blonde man quickly got inside and shut the door, reaching his back pocket for a gag and tightening it around my mouth.
They flipped me over and tied my hands together behind my back. "There. Now our little slut is all ready to be used." They flipped me back over and I noticed the other guy who pulled me into the van. He had jet black hair and both of them were about the same age.
They started tracing their fingers all over my body, up and down my inner thigh and drawing soft circles close to my pussy. They laid kisses on my neck and pulled down my tank top to place kisses on my chest too.
I squirmed when I felt a touch at my core, the place where I was craving to be touched. "You're soaking through your panties, doll. Are you really enjoying this?" The blonde man asked while rubbing slow circles on my clothed pussy. I whined and let out a muffled moan as he picked up the pace.
"What a fucking whore." The other man said and immediately used his strength to tear off my tank top. I laid there topless as they began licking and sucking off each nipple, their hands sneaking past my wet panties and rubbing my clit.
I lost my will to fight and instead I started enjoying myself in the situation. I enjoyed being treated like a whore.
I gasped as I felt two fingers entering me, stretching out my tight hole and making me feel wonders as they hit the right spot. I couldn't help but squirt out juices within a few seconds from all the stimulation. It all just felt too good.
"Oh look at you! You're finally serving your purpose as a whore." They chuckled and pulled me to my knees. "Now let's see how well you can satisfy your masters."