I wake from a dead sleep in a panic, sitting upright and looking frantically around the room. My heart races as I search the darkness of my empty room for any sign of disturbance.
I swear I heard something...
I see nothing but my dark room and it’s so quiet you could hear a pin drop three blocks away. My heart rate slows. I’m parched so drag myself out of bed and down the hall to the bathroom. The lightbulb in the bathroom has been burnt out for weeks, but I can’t be bothered to change it so I’ve resigned to peeing in the dark. I bend down and take a long, cool drink from the faucet. When I come up I notice something strange in the large mirror over the sink. The dark, shadowy figure of a man behind my own reflection. My heart skips a few beats and before I can react the wind is knocked out of me as I’m slammed against the wall. The man has one hand on my throat and another over my mouth, blocking my desperate, winded attempt at a scream. He removes the hand from my throat, using his body weight to keep me pinned firmly in place while I attempt to squirm free. He reaches behind him and pulls out a gun, hits me hard over the head, and the world fades to black.
I awake again in the dark, my mind foggy, a massive headache coming on. I look around but it’s pitch black and I can’t make out a damn thing. I’m a little sore, but otherwise alright. As my eyes adjust, I begin to make out a few objects in the room. I’m on a mattress on the floor. To my left is a door, to my front there’s a large metal cabinet. On my right I see I open doorway that leads to a long dark hallway. Suddenly I hear two male voices outside the closed door but I can’t make out what they’re saying. They’re getting closer. The lock on the door clicks and I dont think twice, I bolt through the open doorway at record speeds, adrenaline fueling my muscles.
What is this place? An abandoned school? Maybe an old hospital? A prison? The cold stone floor under my bare feet is unforgiving.
Footsteps echo behind me, getting faster, closer.
FUCK FUCK FUCK. What are the odds I make it out of here alive? I'm a small girl, if they catch up to me it's over.
I’m running through the dark hallway as fast as I possibly can, but I now hear multiple sets of heavy footsteps behind me and I can tell they’re catching up to me. A strong arm wraps around me and I hit the floor, the wind knocked out of me once again. I can’t move for a few seconds while I catch my breath. The man is on top of me, straddling me and holding my arms to my sides by the time my lungs finally recover. He looks me in the eyes and flashes a wicked grin.
“Oh, you’re gonna be fun” he chuckles. He turns his head to the two shadows behind him, giving them a curt nod. They each grab one of my arms as the the man gets off me. I’m dragged back to the room I woke up in where a fourth man is waiting in the chair. He’s turned on a light and the room is now dimly lit. Horror hits as I notice the various restraint devices hanging on the wall. Again I try to wiggle free, but it’s no use. These men have defined muscles and I haven’t been to the gym in over a year. They all seem to be between 6’0 and 6’5, dwarfing my measly 5 ft frame. The two brutes toss me onto the mattress and close the metal door that leads to the hallway. I’m trapped. I’m still wearing the thin camisole tank top with no bra and black lacey panties that I wore to bed hours ago. It’s cold and my nipples are blatantly visible under the thin fabric. Two of the men stare at my chest, looking almost hungry. They begin to unzip their pants and I panic.
“Please, my family will give yo-“ CRACK.
Pain blossoms through my face as one of the men’s hands makes contact.
“Shut the fuck up. Nobody cares.” He barks.
I wimper softly as the four men descend upon me. Hands grab at my body and my clothes are literally ripped off. As the shock of the slap wears off I’m filled with anger.
Who the fuck do these guys think they are?
I open my mouth to protest and the man who slapped me grabs me by the hair and forces his hard cock into my mouth. He begins to fuck my throat and I gag and gasp in between thrusts.
“Yeah that's it, bitch,” He sneered. “don’t even think about biting.”
He grips my hair tighter as he violates my mouth. One of the other men is positioning himself to fuck me from behind. I try strugggling to get away, but my efforts are in vain as the other men hold me down. The man positioned behind me gropes my ass then slides a finger into my pussy. He grins as he pulls it out.
“She’s fucking wet. The dumb whore likes it.” He chuckles as he plunges his cock into my pussy. My face heats as the blood rushes to my cheeks.
No. Of course I don’t. I can’t. I shouldn’t...
He grabs my hips and doesn’t hold back, bottoming out in my cunt. I let out a whimper as his cock makes contact with my cervix.
The man fucking my throat Pulls out and forces me to look at him.
“Is that true little toy? It’s ok to admit it. We won’t tell.” He laughs and winks.
He doesn’t wait for an answer as he shoves his dick back into my mouth. Another man fondles my breasts and strokes his cock while the fourth records the whole thing in his phone as he holds me down. I also notice a camera set up in the corner of the room. The man fucking my pussy slaps my ass hard. I squirm. I can feel my orgasm building as he plays with my clit with his other hand. I try to fight it off. I don’t want to give them the satisfaction of making me come. The man fucking my mouth slams his cock deep into my throat and cums with loud grunt.
“You’d better swallow every last drop if you ever want to see your family again.” He commands.
“That’s a good girl.” He praises as he gives me a pat on the head and switches off with the man holding the phone.
I can’t hold back my orgasm much longer, no matter how hard I try. My pussy tightens around the other mans cock and he releases my clit.
“We didn’t say you could come.” He says. The others laugh.
They’re toying with me. My cheeks flush in embarrassment.
I would be pissed if I could think straight. The man fucking my pussy begins rubbing my clit again. As my orgasm builds once again he says
“Ask us politely and you can come.”
The other man pulls out of my mouth so I can speak.
“Please...” I whimper, almost inaudibly.
Both men resume fucking me and I cum hard, my cunt tightening around the man’s cock. He grunts his release and I can feel his cock twitching inside me as he fills me with his cum. He slaps my ass and the next man takes his place.
I feel the cold drip of lubricant on my buttcheek and my heart drops. The new man forces his thick, freshly lubed member into my tight, seldom used ass. I cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure, but my cry is stifled by the cock in my mouth. Another uncontrollable wave of orgasm washes through my body.
It goes on like this for what seems like forever, the men taking turns using me, pumping every hole full of cum. When they’re finally done I’m exhausted and dripping with cum.
They make sure to get my battered and dripping body on video, grabbing my by the hair and lifting my head one of them says "Smile for the camera, bitch." Then laughs and slaps my cum covered face. The get a close up shot of my ass and pussy leaking the cum of strange men. Then they secure a cold, heavy metal collar around my neck that's chained to the stone wall.
“We’ll be back again tomorrow, little fleshlight. We have some friends who want to meet you.” One of them says, grinning, as they close the door on their way out.
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