“Come on, baby, you can’t leave already.” Steve whined at the white woman who was dressing up in front of him.
“Baby, I told you I gotta.” She said, putting on her uniform on.
“You wouldn’t be cheating on me with anyone, right?”
“Steve, cheating is what we’re doing right now, aren’t we?”
“That has nothing to do with you.”
“That has everything to do with me.” She said. “We’re partners. This would affect our job. If she finds out, the lieutenant finds out, and who do you think will be transferred by the time they’re done with us? That’s assuming we’ll even stay in the force.”
“You’re worrying too much.”
As she was done dressing, she leaned over to the black man lying on the bed and kissed him. “Well, I gotta be worried for the both of us. We’re in this for the fun, right? Don’t spoil it.”
Officer Denise Langham got out of the motel room and headed for her car. It was afternoon, about an hour since she and her partner finished their shift. She liked Steve but wanted to be with someone for real, and she knew this wasn’t going anywhere. They have agreed to the terms of this arrangement from the get go. But now she had other things in mind. She had somewhere to be. Her mind sank into thoughts of that other thing as she got into her private vehicle and drove off, without even noticing she was being followed.
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The girl was standing in the closet, naked, shivering. She heard him looking for her, and knew exactly what would happen when he’ll find her. She partially saw him through the crack in the double door, and heard his voice as he called for her.
“Naughty girl? Where are you, you little bad girl? You know I’ll find you, my sweet little bitch. You belong to me.”
She was breathing heavily as he slowly got close to the closet. She hit the doors wide open and went for the stairs, passing by her startled chaser, knowing he’ll nail her before she would manage to get out of the basement.
Seconds after this thought, she felt his hands grabbing her hair, and fell to the floor, as he got on top of her. Natalie laughed hard as her boyfriend was tickling her naked body.
“Nick! Stop it!”
“Who’s my bitch? Who’s my bitch?”
“I am!”
“Who’s my property, you little bitch?”
“I’m your property. I belong to you. You own me.”
“That’s right, baby.” Nick said as he slowly slipped his bare throbbing cock into Natalie’s pussy. “And what you will do for me, baby? What are you going to do for me?”
“Anything you ask, master!”
“That’s right.” Nick was thrilled. In the past few months he has shaped this little girl into exactly what he wanted, and she loved it. Nick knew that like all females, she wanted someone to control her, and he knew exactly how to do that.
Natalie did not love Nick. She knew who and what he was, but forced herself to get drawn into his world, since there was nothing else she could do. A guy like Nick does not take no for an answer.
Still, she did have feelings for him, and she wanted to be valuable to him, especially since lately he’s started to show interest in other girls. It really hurt her, since she devoted herself entirely to him. She wanted to talk to him about it but she knew it would just make him mad at her, and she was afraid. The only thing she could do is to continue letting him know she’ll do anything for his love.
Natalie opened her legs wider as his hard cock slipped into her, and breathed deeply. She shut her mind from every thought and let herself sink into the amazing sensation of being loved by Nick.
She moaned as he plunged into her. She wasn’t worried, since she took all precautions she needed regarding the danger involved in sex. She loved feeling Nick’s bare cock plunging into her and knew he liked it like that as well. She wanted him to know she’ll do anything to make him happy.
As she was in the verge of an orgasm she heard music from his pants. Fucking cell phone!
“Don’t answer it!” She moaned. But there was no use. After a couple more strokes he got off her, still hard, and reached for the phone.
“Yeah, details, man!” Nick shouted. He slowly rose up, holding his cock in his hand. As he turned towards Natalie, she saw the shocked expression on his face.
“You fucking kidding me!” He said in surprise, as his cock squirted warm white fluid on Natalie’s face.
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Officer Denise Langham was on the beat for about six months now. She was an emotional person, but knew she had to detach herself if she wanted to be able to carry on with her job, which caused her involvement in some nasty situations. She tried to move on from one case to the next, but for some reason there was this one boy whose image was stuck in her brain. That boy with those desperate blue eyes staring at her after he’s been told he had lost his entire family. She’s seen victims of violence, children who lived in the gutter, but never before has she seen such a lost boy, stripped of any identity. She tried to forget him, like any other case, but he kept on showing up in her station, demanding answers from the detectives investigating his family’s death. Sometimes he came with his grandparents, other times with friends. First time they met in the station he remembered her, and she sure remembered him. Ever since that day she’s tried to keep tabs on him, and all the while kept an eye on the ‘hit-and-run’ investigation, which seemed to be getting nowhere.
Denise had a weakness for little lost boys and desperately wanted to take care of him. She visited his house twice. First time on duty when her partner informed him of the death of his family, and the second time just as a friend, so he’ll know he’s not alone.
Denise parked her cruiser and got out. Today it’ll be the third time.
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James Higgins has been living alone since the death of his family. His grandparents tried to convince him to move to their house, or move into his house themselves, but he insisted on staying in that house by himself, saying that he wanted to be alone, and besides, that he had close friends who supported him. He said it to calm his grandparents down, but it wasn’t far from the truth. He kept hanging with the same people, who were very supportive of him. There were Mike, Nick and Vince who he had lunch with, Kyle who he hung with at school and after school (with Mike and Nick of course), supportive teachers such as Ms. Goldman, and many others. There was also Natalie. Natalie was his sister’s best friend, and knew his family well, and shared the grief of their death. Despite what James has done to Natalie before, she truly did sympathize with him. Even when they fucked, which was frequent and always during a gang-bang, he felt something intimate with her. He knew she felt it too.
Still, the only one he truly trusted as a friend, a FRIEND, was Mike, who visited him more than any other. Since Jimmy missed classes a lot lately, he kept bringing him homework and filling him in on everything that happened at school.
“So you’re hearing this, man? Nicky got totally out of control. He’s starting to play around with other girls, you know?”
“So, what?” James said. “You know they’re not exactly boyfriend-girlfriend, he and Nattie. You know what I mean. We fucked her, right?”
“Yeah, but he’s starting to do some really weird things. Like yesterday, at lunch he came to the table with this girl Heather…”
Mike was interrupted by the doorbell. He got up and followed James, who was on his way to open the door.
“Just a sec!” James shouted.
“So anyway, as I was saying, we were having lunch and suddenly he shows up with this…”
Mike stopped talking once again as James opened the door. In front of th em was one of the most beautiful women that Mike has ever seen. She had dark hair pulled back, tied to the back of her head in a short pony tail, blue eyes, and on top of all that she was wearing police uniform, oh, yeah! That was a turn on! He remembered her from the police station, from that time when Nick and himself escorted Jimmy.
“Denise?” James said in surprise.
“Oh, hello, Jimmy.” Denise said. “I see you have company.” She remembered that fat kid from the first time she spotted Jimmy in the station when she approached him and he introduced his friends.
“You remember Mike, right?”
“Hello!” She smiled at him.
“Pleasure to meet you.” He extended his hand.
“Thanks.” She smiled shyly as she shook his hands.
James opened the door wider. “Please, come in.”
“Oh, no, I was just on my way home. Just thought I’d stop by, see how you’re doing.”
“I insist. Please, come in. Tell me what’s going on with you.”
“Um, okay.”
As Denise entered, Mike looked at James, moving with his fist up and down, making a “fucking” gesture when Denise was with her back to them.
He pulled James aside as the cop was heading to the living room. “Jimmy, what’s going on between you two? Anything you’re not telling me?”
“We’re friends. She’s a very nice person.”
“Oh, and you didn’t…”
“She’s off limit, man. I’d love to get into her panties but I don’t have a shot. Neither do you. Besides, I’m already organizing something.” Jimmy was referring, of course, to the planned rape of Ms. Goldman.
“Yeah, and for how long? Even Nick is ahead of you.”
“Nick told me to slow down for a while. Don’t worry, we’ll get there, and can you please stop talking about it with the fucking police in my house?!” James shoved Mike and headed towards the living room when the bell rung again.
“Excuse me.” James apologized to Denise as he moved to the door. “Mike is gonna get you something to drink.”
James opened the door and was surprised to see Nick and Kyle standing there, with big grins on their faces. He was especially shocked to see Kyle, who stopped going to school altogether and spent his time going around different cities, saying it’s some new job he had.
James jumped at Kyle and hugged him. “You sonovabitch! Where the FUCK have you been?”
“Oh, you know, here and there. What is this I’m hearing about you skipping school?”
“Look who’s talking, jackass.” Jimmy laughed. “Come in! Come in!”
Nick put his hand on Jimmy’s shoulder as he talked for the first time. “Not yet. Close the door.”
Jimmy closed the door behind him and turned to his friends. “What is it?”
“We do not want the cop to listen to what we have to say.” Nick said.
“What do you mean?”
“Jimmy,” Nick continued. “In the past few weeks, in addition to other things, I’ve been following your friend, Officer Langham.”
“What the fuck?”
“Let me finish.” Nick said calmly. “Kyle got back from Chicago three days ago, and I let him take it from there.”
“Chicago?” James asked in surprise.
“A job. I told you.” Kyle answered.
Nick continued his speech. “Anyway, we have discovered that your little police toy, who you think you have a shot with, is already taken by two other guys, one of them is a cop. The other one she only dated once, but she seemed to enjoy his company. She’s like all women. One guy to love, another guy to fuck.”
Kyle pulled out black and white photos he took. Some were a day old, others he took just before following Denise to Jimmy’s house. As soon as he identified the road she was going in, he guessed where she was going to see Jimmy and called Nick, waiting for him outside James’ house. Once Nick showed up, the two boys went to James’ place.
James saw the pictures. He looked at one that seemed to be taken right before or after sex, starring Denise and another man, both partially closed on a car, in the woods. Within seconds he recognized the black man making out with Denise. It was Wallace, her partner.
James was devastated. He knew she was probably not interested in someone his age, but still, he had that little glimmer of hope all guys in that age would have, even if they knew it was a long shot. After all, he was an attractive person, only 10 years younger than her, and what’s ten years? Especially for two people as open and liberal as they were. But this… Goddamnit! He started saying something, but didn’t know what to say. As the door opened behind him, he turned with the photo, to show Mike what a bitch Langham was.
Only it wasn’t Mike opening the door. It was Denise.
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Denise got bored talking to Mike. He was a nice boy, but he made her feel uncomfortable. He seemed like a good boy, but there was something weird about him. During their very short conversation she noticed James was not coming back, and as an excuse to avoid a chat with Mike, she went to the door, with Mike following her around.
As she opened the door she saw James looking at her in shock. In his hand he held a photo showing her and Steve making out. She recognized the location. The photo was one or two days old.
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Kyle did not wait for more than one second. As Jimmy and Langham exchanged shocked looks, he shoved Jim aside and charged at the damn cop. Mike, who was standing behind her, was taken aback as she landed on her back with Kyle on top of her. Jimmy entered slowly, pushed by Nick, who looked around at the street before shutting the door.
Denise did not know what was going on, but she struggled against Kyle with all the strength she had. She kneed his balls. That made him vulnerable all right. As she tried to get up she felt a hard kick on her left side. It was Mike. James was helping Kyle up while Nick stepped hard on the cop’s stomach.
Nick got on top of Denise and started punching her stomach over and over again. He did not want to damage her face if he could avoid it. Well, he wanted to, but he knew it would be a bad tactical move. Denise and the boys thought Nick was out of control hitting her, but he knew what he was doing. He was in control of himself and tried to control the bitch as well.
He pulled her hair as she gasped for air, and raised her head up. “You’re gonna do as told, do you understand, bitch?”
Denise gasped for a couple of seconds before clawing Nick’s face. That action earned her another kick from Mike.
“What the fuck are you doing?” James shouted.
“Shut up.” Nick said as he turned Denise on her belly. Mike, who shared a silent understanding with Nick, grabbed the handcuffs and started cuffing the cunt’s right hand. Nick took the cuffs and cuffed her left hand behind her back.
“She’s a fucking cop!” James said.
Mike agreed. “Buddy,” he said to Nick, “I hope you’ve been thinking it through.”
“You know me.” Nick smiled as he tightened the cuffs on her hands.
He leaned down at Denise and whispered in her ear. “You will not scream. You better cooperate. You do not want these photos to get to your friends at the prescient.”
He grabbed her by the hair and helped her up, leading her around the house.
“I always help you, don’t I, Jimmy? I always get you out of trouble, squiky clean.”
James followed Nick. He had no idea if he himself even wanted to take part of this, so he decided to just stick around. It was too much like the night they first raped Alex and Nat. James’ leadership traits just got sucked out of him and his entire entity was absorbed into the group.
Behind them, Mike and Kyle were busy with their own private little reunion.
“Where the fuck have you been, Kyle?”
“Hey there, fat boy, how’s it hanging?”
“You got some mouth, you know that you son of a bitch?”
“Fuck you, nerd boy.”
“Oh, “Nerd boy”. Now that I can live with!” Mike said.
The two of them were following Jimmy into his parents’ bedroom, as Nick threw the cop on the bed.
James wasn’t too startled of having Denise thrown on his parents’ bed. He and the others have already fuck ed Natalie numerous times on that bed after his parents died.
“ So where the fuck have you been?” Mike asked.
“You know, working.”
“No, I don’t know.” Mike insisted.
“Another time, dude.”
Denise knew the bed she was on belonged to James’ parents, and it made her sick. How can these boys do it on this bed? Especially in light of what happened to them.
She looked into Nick’s eyes with fear, and felt a warm tingling feeling in her pussy. She never told it to anyone, but she had a little crush on him, even if she never spoke to him more than two words. There was just something about him, some sort of inner strength that turned her on.
Nick thought he saw a little excitement on her face as he stroked her cheek gently. “Do you like me? Ha? Do you like me?”
He slowly unbuttoned her uniform as she closed her eyes, trying to detach herself.
She felt someone starting to unbuckle her belt as Nick set down on her breasts. She didn’t know who it was and didn’t care. Somehow she was perfectly calm, as if she was dazed.
“Please don’t fuck me.” She begged, knowing that she just couldn’t stand the humiliation. She was a cop. She was supposed to be tough, and now she lay there, defeated by a bunch of boys. She worked ten times harder than any other man she knew, just to once again being forced to surrender to the males. She couldn’t have that.
“Please, don’t do it! James, please!”
“Fuck you!” Nick laughed. “You think you’re so tough, ha? How old are you? How old is she, James?”
“Twenty seven.” James said. He was staring at his friends with disbelief. Nick was sitting on Denise’ breast all smug. Mike and Kyle were taking off her pants and playing with them, and all the while she didn’t even try to get away, as if she wanted it to happen. If she was so submissive towards his friends, how on earth would she ever be taken seriously by people like the men she worked with? He always thought she was tough. Was this just an act?
“Twenty seven, ha? Good age, don’t you think, Kyle?” He laughed as he rubbed his hand on Denise’ hair as if she was his pet.
“I like them young, but that’s okay. The uniform compensate for the age.”
“I’m first.” James finally said.
Mike snapped the belt against the floor. “Go for it, buddy. She’s your bitch.”
Mike and Kyle both opened Denise’ legs as James pulled his pants down.
“No, please no!” Denise cried. She looked at Nick’s penis as he unzipped his pants. “Oh, god, James, please do something!”
“I will.” James said as he got in between her legs. He put his finger on her pussy. She was still wet from her latest rendezvous with Wallace.
James wasn’t able to lie on top of her completely, due to Nick’s presence, so he put his head on Nick’s shoulder. Nick looked at him in surprise.
“Hey there, buddy.” Nick said. “I see you’ve calmed down.”
“Oh, yeah. You know my mood swings.”
“Yeah, little Denise is gonna get to know you just as well, isn’t that right, Denise?”
Denise did not answer. She still hoped in her heart that James wouldn’t hurt her.
“Guys, let us all look at Denise, okay? Nick said, as both he and James stared at her. “Her expression is about to change big time. Ever had an 18 year old cock inside of you, Denise?”
“Not since she was twelve.” Kyle said. They all laughed. Denise started crying.
“Oh, no. The little copper is starting to cry? What is it, honey bun?” Nick said.
“Please, oh, please, I can’t. I just can’t.” She couldn’t believe she was begging to these thugs. That was the most humiliating part, to admit she’s under their control.
Then she felt a cock sliding inside of her. It felt good. She gasped, not out of pain, but out of enjoyment.
“Oh, god, please.”
James pushed harder.
“My, my, Jimmy. She really likes it!” Nick said as he forced his cock into her mouth. She fought relentlessly to avoid having him inside of her. Being fucked by James was one thing, but letting Nick, this smug son of a bitch his satisfaction- that won’t happen, at least not without a fight.
“Nicky, may I suggest something?” Mike asked.
“What?”
“It doesn’t have to be that violent. You could be more courteous to that bitch.”
“What are you suggesting?”
“Use your head, or in your case, move your head.”
Nick moved his cock away from Denise. She was getting used to James fucking her. It felt so good, she wished it were only him and her, making love, holding each other tight.
She saw Mike coming at her and putting the belt around her neck, with the end of the belt inside the buckle, pulling it until the loop was tightened on her neck. Still, it wasn’t strong enough to suffocate her or to even leave a mark.
As Mike pulled the belt on her neck, Denise started choking. She opened her mouth, knowing there was nothing she could do. Nick grabbed her hair and shoved his cock into her mouth, into her throat. Mike let go of the belt.
Denise started to feel air coming into her lungs again, although it was still tight around her neck. She could breathe.
Nick started pumping inside her mouth. "Come on, you fucking bitch!" He shouted.
James tried to relax, tried to stay in control.
“Suck my fucking cock!” Nick ordered.
Denise clamped her lips around the cock, moving them back and forth. She felt James pushing harder and harder.
Nick grabbed her hair and shoved his cock deeper to her mouth. She pushed herself against James as she tried to struggle with Nick, gagging on his cock. She felt she was gonna die, but he didn’t care, none of them did.
James put his head on Nick’s shoulder, staring at Denise’ face. Nick didn’t mind. When you commit gang rapes with someone, you become real close.
Mike sat there, enjoying the show, and took out his cock, starting to jerk off. “Hey, Kyle, how about making her hands available?”
Kyle smiled and grabbed the keys, unlocking one of the cuffs and taking it off her left hand.
Mike grabbed her right hand and clamped it around his cock, rubbing it, hinting what he wanted her to do. She did.
Denise never felt so helpless and humiliated in her life. As she started jacking off Mike’s cock, the full impact of the events started to get to her. This could happen again. These boys have photos!
She started moaning and crying. Not out of pain, but out of fear and disgust. She was disgusted by every person in the room, especially herself.
“Oh, yeah, suck me off, bitch! Oh, fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!” Mike shouted.
Kyle started taking off her uniform, throwing them aside. Nick started getting up and down as if he was riding a wild horse, in order to help Kyle get the uniform off intact. They Kyle grabbed her free hand and forced her to jerk his cock as well.
Denise couldn’t take it anymore. She began to sob hysterically.
“Oh, that little bitch is crying? Why are you crying, you little cunt?”
Nick caught her hair and pushed his cock in again.
Denise started shaking, shivering. Then he pulled his cock out, still hard covered with some precum and her spit. It was big, unlike any seventeen or eighteen year old cock she’s ever seen. At least from what she remembered.
Feeling it was one thing, but seeing it… She gazed at his cock, big, hard, wet. She was disgusted at the fact this thing was just in her mouth. Disgusted at the thought there were three more of those.
She continued to cry: “Oh, please, no! Please, oh, god, stop it!”
“No chance, cunt.” Mike laughed. She felt wetness on her neck as Mike came. He laughed, and grabbed her hand, holding his cock tight as he aimed to her face, squirting his cum on her cheek, neck and breasts.
Now when Nick was off of Denise, James could face her. He grabbed on both her breasts, and looked into her eyes.
“Please, James! Please! Don’t do it!”
“Fuck that!” He said. “I’m already doing it!”
She looked away, crying at having to be tormented like this, physically and mentally. It was too much.
As she shut her eyes tight she felt James grabbing her hair, forcing her to look at him. She knew what he was doing. He wanted her to stay there. He didn’t want her to drift away. He wanted her to see and feel everything he and his friends were doing. As she looked into his eyes she hated him more than ever. She hated how hot he was. She hated the crush she had on him. She hated him.
She HATED HIM!
She felt someone, probably Mike, trying to kiss her neck. As James moved his hands away, Nick was starting to suck on her breasts.
James moved his hands on her back, her waist, and finally, her asscheeks.
Nick grabbed the belt and pulled it, choking her. She started quivering. They didn’t rape her just for the sex. The abuse turned them on as well. Other than the people she had to deal with in her job, these were the cruelest people she ever encountered. These sick fucks!
She felt them touching her body, pushing their cocks. She didn’t even do anything. She just lay there.
Suddenly, just as she felt she was drifting again, she felt Nick taking the belt off her neck.
“Oh, she’ll be wearing a scarf in the next week or two, won’t she?”
They all laughed.
Kyle cuffed her again, hands behind her back, and tied the belt onto the cuffs, then she felt someone pulling the belt, forcing her to sit. She realized they were tying it to the bedpost. Her hands were stretched out all the way as they tied the belt.
Then they all watched as James fucked her.
James leaned to kiss her. She started to struggle, but then stopped, slowly started kissing him back. She wasn’t sure why, she wasn’t sure if that was the right thing to do. On the one hand, she had to do what they wanted. If she didn’t, they would hurt her. On the other hand…
“Hey, look everyone, she likes it.” Mike shouted. “The bitch really likes you, James. Get a room. Maybe you have a shot with her.”
Yes, that was the “other hand”. They now thought she was a cock-hungry bitch. They think she wanted it. Well… who cares now? She made her choice. But did she want it? She felt some sort of attraction towards James, and especially towards Nick. She started thinking back, to the day she first met James, in this house, to the day she first saw him on her station. Did she do anything? Did she do anything to insinuate she wants anything like that with them?
No. No! Couldn’t be! I’m just thinking it because I’m being raped! That’s what rape victims feel. I’m above it. I’m above it. I’m above it!
Both she and James broke the kiss. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “I’m above it. I’m above it. I’m above it!”
Someone leaned to kiss her. She wasn’t sure who it was. Probably Nick. She kissed back. Someone was touching else, probably Kyle, was touching her ass, pushing two fingers in. Oh, god, not there!
She felt a little pain, but that was okay. It was nothing compared to the pain inflicted on her during the rape. And then, she felt a warm burning sensation as Kyle pushed his fingers in and out. And then, James came.
She gasped as she felt the warm liquid oozing inside of her, and then another stream of cum. She moaned again, and then she kissed him.
He broke the kiss and pushed her away onto the bed. She felt her hands pulled more and more as they shoved her on her side, and her legs were folded and pulled onto the bed. Then her hands were stretched impossibly further as she was flipped on her belly.
Her head was smacked against the bedpost, and she could hardly move it. She was on her knees, her hands straightened almost entirely. It was painful, but she couldn’t move.
Nick was the first to cum behind her.
“Okay, fuck her, Nick! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck the fucking pig!” Kyle yelled. He wanted to have her next. Of course, Nick already had her mouth, but Kyle knew that now it wouldn’t take Nick long to cum. When you gangrape someone, you start to know each other’s rhythm, and for these four, it was like dancing.
Mike wiped his cock on Denise panties, and shoved them deep in her mouth to keep her from shouting as Nick shoved his sloppy cock up her ass.
Denise had one of her boyfriends up her ass, only once, more than five years ago. She hated it. It was painful. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how painful this guy would be. Since his cock was sloppy and wet, he came in all the way with one stroke.
She squealed into the panties.
“Go on!” Kyle shouted. “Fuck her harder! Make that fucking pig squeal!”
He smiled and started thrusting harder.
The pain was unbelievable. Physically, her entire body ached. Mentally she felt nothing. She didn’t even hate them. She wasn’t even angry. All she wanted was to kill herself. At that moment all she wanted was to be alone, with her gun, put it in her mouth, and fire one single bullet into her brain.
Quickly her line of thought was broken due to the unbelievable pain in her anus and bowels. She squealed, pleaded and begged through the gag, but they couldn’t understand a word she said. Not that it mattered. They didn’t seem to care. The three boys cheered Nick on as he fucked her.
Within seconds, which seemed like eternity to the poor cop, he came with three strong strokes. Denise started to faint, her world started turning black, when she felt a pinch in her right nipple. Someone was licking her back as Nick slowly got out of her.
She felt his massive cock rubbing over her ass cheeks, wiping off all the blood, cum and shit.
Now it was Kyle’s turn. He put fingers in her pussy and started moaning. She had no idea whether she moaned out of pleasure or pain. She had no idea whether or not she wanted to kill herself at all.
Eventually, as Kyle got his fingers out of her, she felt his hands slapping her ass, grabbing her waist.
And then she felt it: She felt his massive tool getting in-between her asscheeks with one stroke. Another stroke! Getting deeper! A third stroke! Right into her open anus!
Her head snapped back and she squealed as hard as she could, to the laughter of the four boys.
“That was a great squeal, piggy!” Mike laughed.
Oh, that cocksucker, she thought. Who calls who a pig? She wanted to kill him. She wanted to kill him so much. She saw her face getting closer to hers and felt a hand grabbing her hair, forcing her head to snap back, preventing her from once again burring her face in the mattress with shame.
She saw Mike’s face getting closer to hers. She felt his lips kissing her mouth, sucking her lips. Then he broke the kiss, and kissed her forehead.
Mike enjoyed every second of it. He enjoyed sitting there, stroking her hair, staring at her begging eyes, looking straight back at him, begging for mercy as her ass was being torn apart by Kyle, who was definitely giving everything he had.
Mike moved away from her face, and forced her left hand up in the air, with her right hand following, cuffed to it. He put his cock in her hand and started pumping.
Denise noticed that James was standing next to the wall, wearing only his shirt, holding a beer bottle. During the rape he must have gotten out of the room. The thought of him looking at the fridge in his home while she was being torn apart was above her comprehension. How can he go on with his routine while this was going on? Even if he is a part of it, doesn’t it have any effect on his soul? It’s one thing to rape her, but to underestimate the rape? It was stupid, but she felt like he should apologize to her for not staying during the entire rape, for not functioning as a professional rapist. God, how stupid was that?
Denise noticed his cock was hard again. It was big. And then she felt some kind of an unexplained urge. She WANTED this cock.
She looked up at James face. He smiled at her. He saw what she was staring at just a moment ago. Suddenly, they all heard a repeating beeping sound. For a second they were alarmed. It might have been Denise’ beeper. But then Kyle reached his belt and looked at his beeper. He kept pumping his cock into Denise’ ass as he read the message.
“Oh, fuck!” with each word he kept fucking her harder and harder with anger. “OH-FUCKING-SHIT-I-GOT-TO-GO!”
“Okay.” Nick said calmly.
“Oh, fuck, NOW ?” Mike asked. “NOW?”
“Yeah, fucking now.” Kyle muttered as he kept on pinning himself. “GOD-FUCK-ING-DAMN-IT-I-AM-FUCK-ING-PISSED!” He pushed in hard with each word. He took his cock out of Denise. She closed her eyes and thanked god for this beeper message, whatever it was. She felt his lips on her right ass cheek as he kissed it gently, and then she felt the bite. She squealed even harder than before.
Kyle moved his face away and got up. “Oh, that oughta live a fucking mark. She won’t be able to sit for a while. Then again, when you’re done with her, she won’t be able to stand either.” The four of them laughed. Kyle kissed Denise’ back.
“Don’t worry darling, you might meet me again.” He said as he zipped his pants and started to leave.
“Oh, guys, hang on to these photos, okay? I trust you.”
“Obviously.” James said. “If you can’t trust a bunch of rapists, who can you trust?”
Kyle smiled and walked out of the room. He wanted to stay and fuck her so much, but he had a job to do. Oh, well. He thought. That’s okay. It was worth it. And besides, he had lots of girlfriends. Maybe when he’s done with the job he’ll visit one of the young ones. He had a taste for a 14-year-old pussy.
Quickly Mike jumped off the bed. Denise guessed why, and wasn’t surprised as she felt a cock buried inside her ass. It didn’t hurt anymore as her ass was open wide and sloppy from the bigger cocks.
To her surprise, and her shock, she let him have her. She stopped the physical resistance, but only now she gave up her mental resistance.
As she buried her face in the sheet, she felt a hand grabbing a fistful of her hair.
“Hey, this bitch is almost out cold. Wake her up. I want her to feel everything!”
James smiled at her and pushed the beer bottle down her throat. She hoped she was given beer, or something that would dull her senses.
“Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!” Nick and James, each one at each side of her head, were screaming at her. “Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!”
She didn’t care. She sucked on the beer until it was starting to come out of her nose. Eventually she drank it all. She felt Mike twitching inside her ass. It didn’t hurt. She hardly felt him in there. As Mike came he stayed inside of her a little longer, his cock still hard. He wanted to go soft inside of her. He started pissing, pissing inside her bowels. She didn’t try to stop him. She didn’t even cry.
“Hey, guys, I’m pissing in her ass!”
“Well,” James said, “That’s a reason for celebration, isn’t it? Want some more beer, Denise?”
“How the fuck are you gonna give her beer? You just let her finish the last one.” Mike said, as he took his soft cock out of Denise.
“That’s okay, all I need is the bottle.” James laughed. He got behind Denise and shoved the bottle up her ass.
“Ain’t it cute?” He asked.
The three boys smiled at each other. Nick looked at his two friends, then at Denise. It was quiet for a moment, and she wondered what more they had in store for her. What’s next?
She had her answer as Nick announced enthusiastically: “Now, it’s washing time!”
Denise felt her hands relax as Nick untied the belt from the bedpost. Then he uncuffed her. Mike pulled hard on the bottle as he took it out of her ass. She felt them touching all over her body. Her hands… her breasts… her cunt, as they picked her up and carried her.
If before she felt like a victim, now she felt like NOTHING! Like an object!
Her head was spinning. She wasn’t sure where she is, or where they were taking her.
She closed her eyes. When she reopened them, she was already inside the bathtub.
Hot water was pouring down on her from the water tap.
The three boys were standing next to her. Nick was the only one who had his pants on.
James started scrubbing her pussy. Mike scrubbed her back. Then her neck. She started moving her hands.
“Easy now.” Nick calmed her. “Easy! You don’t wanna do anything you’d regret.”
She slowly put her right hand on her left wrist, rubbing it. It still hurt from the handcuffs.
“I think I’ll keep these.” Nick announced as he played with her panties on her finger, spinning them around it.
James lifted her legs. Anyone wanna help me here?” He asked Nick.
“Sure, why not?”
Denise soon felt Nick’s hand rubbing her ass. She wanted his fingers in there so much, but tried to resist that urge. Nevertheless, she got her wish. He did finger her in there.
As they finished scrubbing her body inside out they took her out of the bath. James put a towel around her.
“That used to belong to my sister Alex.”
“You know,” Nick said, “You sorta remind me of her.”
Denise wasn’t sure if Nick was addressing her or James.
“Well,” Mike said, “Let’s get her dressed.”
“Yeah,” Nick replied. “But not in her uniform.”
James grabbed her by the hair. The other two grabbed her by the wrists. They led her into Alex’s room and sat her in front of the mirror.
Staring at the mirror, Denise saw a defeated woman staring back at her. An ugly woman, her eyes filled with hate, her hair matted out, her nipples bruised and abused. She hated that woman so much.
The boys started picking out clothes for her. She let them put makeup on her face. She let them do whatever they wanted to do. She was theirs to dress, like a Barbie doll.
They didn’t bother with a bra. They picked up some T-Shirt, jeans, sandals, and a pink sweater that Nick picked.
“Good choice”. James said. “After all, it was one of Alex’s favorite.”
Denise was confused. What did he mean by that?
She looked at herself in the mirror again. She was beautiful again. She noticed it, but didn’t care. Her eyes were still puffy and red. Her eyes didn’t change. Nothing has changed.
James was standing behind her, looking at her. Her long straight hair was being combed by Nick.
James was amazed at how much she looked like Alex with this sweater and makeup, with that hair. The resemblance was uncanny. He wasn’t sure if it was for real or just in his mind. He wasn’t sure he really did remember what Alex looked like.
Through the mirror, James saw Denise raising her eyes up, her reflection staring right at him. He knew this look. That was the look Alex and Natalie gave him during the first few rapes. That was the look he saw in his own reflection the day after the first rape.
He brushed it all off.
The boys led Denise outside of the house and into her car.
Nick was driving. Denise sat in the back, between Mike and James.
“Okay, baby,” Nick said. “It’s time to get you back home!”
As they started moving, Mike put his hand on Denise’s left leg and started rubbing it. She didn’t do anything to stop him, just stared straight ahead.
James stroked her hair and kissed her. she started kissing him back.
He broke the kiss, grabbed her hair, and slowly moved her head down to his lap.
She felt Mike unzipping her jeans and spreading her legs a little. Denise did not want them to hurt her anymore, so she unbuttoned James’s pants. James took out his cock, which was rock hard again.
Denise clamped her lips on his cock and moved them up and down, sucking on it.
James unfolded a towel he took with him, and put it over Denise’s head, so no one would see what she was doing.
Denise kept sucking as hard as she could. The thought of having James’s cock in her mouth made her horny. It did not go unnoticed.
“Hey guys!” Mike announced. “She’s getting wet. Look!”
Nick turned his head back as Mike took his finger out of Denise’s cunt and showed it to his two friends.
Nick laughed and returned to look at the road. James pushed his cock in harder as Denise sucked on it. Mike kept fingerfucking Denise, until eventually, she exploded in a wild orgasm. She felt humiliated, but knew inside it was just a physical reaction. She was a police officer. She knew how people react to these kinds of situations. She knew that rapists always try to use the situation to their benefit, to blame it on the victim.
“Holy fucking shit!” James shouted. “She came!” He grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her throat as he came. “Swallow it, Denise! Swallow it! Swallow it all!”
So she did. She felt it was getting closer to an end. The pain… the humiliation… everything.
She just wanted it to be over, and until that happens, she’ll do anything in her power to speed up the process.
“Come on, bitch! Suck on it! Suck on it!”
Denise did as she told, and sucked on the cock until it softened. She tried to lift her head, James grabbed her head tight, tightening the towel on her face, and pushed her head onto his cock. This time she didn’t feel the cock. Her head was wrapped tight, leaving room for air, although she couldn’t see anything. Mike closed her legs, folded them so her knees were closed to her breasts, and turned her body to the side. “Okay, Nick! Take the syringe out, let’s do it!”
Syringe? Denise panicked. She tried to break free but Mike and James were too strong for her. Mike put his entire weight on her legs. James left her head alone and grabbed her arms. She heard the driver’s door open, and then the side door, next to Mike.
Next thing she knew, she felt a sting in her left buttock, when she faded into unconsciousness.
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When she woke up, Denise felt she was laying on something soft. It was a bed.
Her body was still aching. She slowly moved her head up. The place looked familiar. It was her apartment. She was dizzy, naked, and gradually she realized that someone was pumping his cock up her ass. Which one of them was it now? She thought in annoyance.
It didn’t hurt so much, just stung a little. It was probably Nick. Or Kyle if he has returned.
Suddenly she realized that whoever it was, he was holding her waist funny. Hold on, these weren’t hands. Those are paws! She looked behind her in shock. She found her beloved dog, Murphy, fucking her ass. She opened her mouth, wanting to scream, but she didn’t. She couldn’t move, but she didn’t want any of the neighbors to come help her. She didn’t want anyone to know.
On the bed, next to her, she saw her uniform. Pants folded neatly, shirt, with the badge on, spread.
She cried. Once again, she felt the too familiar feeling of cum, gushing into her ass. Murphy left her alone, got on the bed, and started licking her face. She raised her right hand and stroked his head. He was a good dog. He didn’t understand what he was doing. “That’s okay, boy. That’s okay. I love you. I still love you. I still love you.”
After all, sadly enough, he was the only man in her life who never betrayed her.
As she slowly got up, she noticed there were Polaroid photos on her shirt, next to her badge. There was one of Murphy, lying on the bed, asleep, next to the naked body of a woman, her face in the sheet, her brunette hair spread out. Obviously it was Denise herself.
She realized it was a message: They had more!
She tried to get up, but she felt Murphy licking her behind. “No, Murph! Good boy, no!”
She tried to turn around, holding to the bed, but fell on the floor, flat on her back, her legs open up wide.
Murphy was taken aback. He looked into her eyes, then to her pussy, open wide.
He jumped on her. His cock hard and ready. His paws were holding right above her breasts as his cock got inside of her.
“No, Murph! Please don’t!”
THE END
Author of this and many ore great rape stories is Gray Blur!