I'm ready. I go out, go to the subway. Get on the train and go to the other end of the city. There I go out into the street, time is night, everywhere is dark. I go, not knowing where, deciding it along the way. After a while, I turn off a busy street and head towards the old Khrushchev houses. Here, in these courtyards there is not a soul, the light burns only in a pair of windows; those who do not bypass such places by side, pass on them with a quick step. For my purpose this is the perfect place.

I stop near the wall, I look around. Yes, the place fits: a drainpipe is attached to the wall, if I settle here, they will definitely notice me. It's time to get ready.

I take off all my clothes, lay aside. Then I pull out a metal bar from the sports bag for fixing the legs, gag, eye patch and handcuffs. First, I put a chain around my neck with handcuff keys. Cold metal touches my skin nicely. Now the gag is a rubber ball on a rope. Spreading his legs and chaining his ankles to the ends of the crossbar. Somehow I go up to the wall. I take handcuffs, put a blindfold over my eyes, tie it tightly, then raise my hands and chain myself to the drain. Now everything is ready.

View from the side. At the old house, a young naked girl is facing the wall. Her hands are raised up, the handcuffs are tied with thin wrists with a metal tube, and the key to them — the girl around her neck — is so close and far away. The girl's legs are spread, she can not connect them. Due to this, all its advantages are visible from behind: a dark ring of the anus, which shows that the male member has repeatedly stretched it; sexual lips swollen with excitement. There is not a single hair on the pubis, it gives the girl even greater helplessness. The breasts of the girl are still young, hard, nipples stick out in anticipation of being pinned, drawn, bitten. She has a bandage on her eyes, a gag in her mouth, so that she is completely defenseless.

These thoughts bring me almost to orgasm, I feel hot trickles flowing down my thighs, but I can't help it. I begin to rub against an iron pipe, but my movements are too limited to end. Cold metal touches my clitoris and abdomen; every such touch causes a wave of pleasure in me. But I can not stop this, I need male help, I need something to fill the emptiness inside me.

Here is my chance - I hear some not sober men approaching me. I can only hear them, because my eyes are blindfolded. It seems that I came into their sight, they were silent for a moment, then I heard a few words in a whisper that I could not make out. Approaching steps. They will either free me, or call the police, or rape me. I want the latter, I'm here just for this. Here they are already behind my back. I hear them discuss me by calling rude words. I like it when they call me that, whore, whore.

One of the men decides to touch me. I feel his rough fingers on his back, they slowly go down, he runs his hand over my bum, squeezes the buttocks alternately, then slides his hand between his legs. He enthusiastically informs his comrades that I am all wet, which means I want to fuck. He begins unceremoniously to paw me, to squeeze my breasts, thighs, in his actions there is not a hint of affection.

But for a long time it does not last, tormenting me, he comes close, and I feel how the head of his penis rests against my crotch. By helping himself with his hand, he inserts his penis into my vagina and starts at first slowly, and then faster and faster fucking me. I feel that his dick is big - when he enters me to the full depth, I feel pain inside myself - the head rests against the wall of the uterus. Slightly sore and stretched more than the usual vagina. A man accelerates the pace, laid out to the full. If it were not for the gag, I would have screamed in pain, but only screeching and moaning broke from my mouth.For this man begins to slap my ass with his hands, saying that I shut up and add that this is only the beginning. I obey, and as I can restrain the cry, I endure the pain that builds up between my legs.

The man was not a joke. Already, probably half an hour without a break, rapes me at a frantic pace. Here he is leaning on me with his own carcass, he presses me against the pipe, about which I rubbed earlier. Now the rough pipe does not give me pleasure, it strongly rests against my pubis, I am all twitching because of the movements of a peasant who almost tears me off the ground, because of this the pipe scratches my skin in the most tender places - at the clitoris.

The rapist tells his friends that they have the time - all night so that they do not worry, do not rush to take his place. This means that at least five hours more I will be so fucked. “If only they didn’t kill and didn’t infect something” - it goes through my head.

Suddenly a man pulls his stake out of me, for the first time I can relax a little. I know that in a moment he will take over my anal and it will be much more painful. And so it happens, he puts a member to my ass and begins to enter. At first I don’t really hurt - not the first time, but then I don’t stand it, and a muffled cry comes out of my gagged mouth. I am all bending from pain, instinctively jerking my hands, forgetting that I am chained, I cry again. I think he will tear me, my anus has never stretched like that.

Thrusting my dick into my anus, the man pulls it out again, then sticks it in again and so several times until the dick starts to enter easier. I scream in a gag, it hurts me wildly, I already regret my venture. Here he begins to fuck me, while taking one hand by the hair and tilts my head back, then he clamps his mouth, putting his palm over the gag. Now I can only moan.

Another half an hour, he fucks me in the ass, painful moans burst from my mouth. Another one appears, puts a hand on my pubis, holds it down, then puts a wet hand on my face, smears my discharge. I smell my smell, animal smell, the smell of a fucked female. Now I can only breathe this strong aroma - my juices are smeared all over my face.

Here is a man, fucking me from behind, starts to cum, he makes a couple of sharp movements, and I feel his sperm spreading inside me. After standing for a minute, he pulls out his penis, lets go of the hair and frees my mouth from his hand. I am exhausted, the vagina and anal are sore, and this is not the end, I don’t know how many of them are there, but more than two are for sure.

They did not touch me for a couple of minutes, apparently they decided to let me catch my breath. I lower my head between my shackled hands, panting through my nose. Sperm begins to flow from my anus, it flows down my legs with hot streams, I can feel it.

The next line is ... Again, everything is as before: first from the front, then from the back ... I lose track of time ...

It seems there are only three of them ... Thank God! Now, the very first one decided to change his position: he took the key from the chain on my neck, opened the handcuffs and immediately put my hands behind my back, where he chained again ... The key seems to have returned to its place. Then I was put on my knees and bent so that my face touched the asphalt under me. My legs are wide apart, I feel that my anus is open ... A pair of slaps on my crotch, and they put me on my knees again. One of the rapists falls under me, two others force me to his standing stake ... Another one starts to enter me from behind, which he succeeds right away. Now they fuck me in both holes ...

The next hour, it seemed to me, they did this to me: two had me in the vagina and anus, another one I sucked, and he pinched my nose, so that his penis became for me a stopper that prevented me from breathing ... Then all three of them changed, and the one who raped me in the vagina began to fuck me from behind, the one to whom I sucked took his place, and the remaining last forced me to suck his dick just visited my ass ... It turned out that I was allowed to suck exactly after how he fucked me from behind ...

Here, it seems, my tormentors began to bother their occupation ... They pulled off the bandage and freed my legs ... And my hands were left stiff behind my back so that I would not run away quickly, as I was told ...

Then one noticed my clothes ... He gently took my T-shirt and tore off the lower part, turning it into a very short topic. Then in the same way he shortened the already short skirt ... Panties - the only thing that I had from underwear, they took with them.

It was already getting light when, after half an hour of riding on asphalt, I was able to reach the keys and free myself from the handcuffs ... I stood up, stood looking at myself ... "Did I really fuck all night and I can still stand?” My anus was still ajar and wet from the still dried sperm; my vagina was already wet from my discharge: I was greatly excited by how I tried to free myself.

I put on my clothes ... “How can I go in such a way?” My chest was evenly closed on the nipples, and the skirt, it seemed to me, didn’t hide anything at all ... Catching the views of passers-by on myself, I still managed to get home without incident ... And there, being already safe, I stripped naked and began to masturbate ... The night was glorious!