Many of my readers ask me a question in their letters. Have you ever been raped? And, receiving a positive response, they are surprised. You can understand them. How can a girl who is so loving sex be raped? In this story I will tell about the most cruel rape that happened to me. Perhaps readers will want to argue with me and say that I have repeatedly described self-sexual abuse in stories. But between forced sex, where I started my sex life, and rape, however, there is a difference. In any case, I think so.

It was a warm spring evening. In the courtyard was the middle of May. I was returning from the disco to which my girlfriend dragged me. I had a good time, having met two young guys. I willingly accepted their courtship and drink. They were probably actively ordering alcohol to me, hoping to incline towards sex, but there was no need for that. After the second glass of cognac, I wanted to have sex with them, and took it up right in the men's room.

Slightly drunk, fully satisfied with good sex, I was going home. I was dressed very sexy. A white translucent blouse, through which my seductive breasts could be seen. Lichichka not I did not wear. And a black leather mini-skirt, only slightly covering my ass. From my underwear I was only white. It was already close to midnight and the streets were almost deserted. My path lay through the underpass. I went downstairs and, remembering a good evening, slowly walked to the other side. In the underpass there were a lot of shops, but all were already closed. Suddenly, while I was passing by one of them, the door opened and I felt someone's hand grab my hand and pull it inside. I managed to scream only once, as the unknown closed my mouth with his palm and threw it on the floor. It was dark in the transition, so I couldn’t see anything for a minute from the light that suddenly flashed on me. When I came to my senses and looked around, I saw that I was locked in one of the premises of the store. Next to me are two guys. I did not see their faces, as they were covered with black masks.

“Just look,” said one of them, “what kind of chick came to us.” Right dream, not chick.

- Well, that did not go to shoot whores. Fucking free. Listen, you, bitch, what is their name?

“Dasha,” I said, catching my breath.

- And how old are you?

 — 16.

- is it intact?

- No, not for a long time already.

- In the ass you give?

- Yes.

“That is necessary,” said one of the guys.

“Yes,” drawled the second, “let's fuck for the night.”

And then something happened that I did not expect. I got a sharp kick in the stomach.

- For what? I haven't done anything yet.

- That's exactly what did not. It would be a normal chick, I would have already started sucking a long time ago, - said one of the guys and kicked me in the shoulder so that I fell to the floor.

The zippers on the jeans crawled down, and I saw two young, strong members facing me. I looked at them and did not move.

One guy came up and hit me hard in the face and ordered me to suck.

I do not know why, but suddenly a spirit of protest appeared in me and I said through clenched teeth:

“Fuck it, you bastard.”

- No, well, nichrome myself. The bitch is stunned.

“Bitch must be taught,” said the second.

Instantly the guy came up to me and, grabbing my hair, began to pull my head from side to side. I screamed in frenzy. Tears flowed incessantly.

“Please don't,” I pleaded.

- It is necessary, bitch, it is necessary. You will know that your business is to serve the boys, and not to expose.

- I beg you, stop. I will suck. I'll give you in the ass, I will serve you as it should. You will be pleased with me.

“Of course you will serve wherever you go.”

I heard a characteristic whistling in the air, and after a second the belt dropped to my back. I felt two strong male hands tightly tightening my breasts. Then they are light on my neck and I heard the sound of tearing matter. In seconds, my blouse was torn and thrown into a corner.

- No bra! A real fuck!

“And her tits are great,” I felt four hands on my chest, “that's what I need.”

And again the belt strolls along my back. I scream from the pain and beg to stop.

- Look, there is one bloody streak. Come on come on.

I suffer from pain, I lie on the floor of the room. And soon my cry pierces silence, I feel salt water pouring onto my wound. Forces to scream no more, I just cry and in a whisper I beg my rapists to stop.

They sit in the chair.

- Suck, bitch, alive.

I find the strength to creep up to one of them and without unnecessary talk I take his dick in my mouth. How nasty. It stinks like a sewer. Probably, it was the first time when it was disgusting to take a member in my mouth. Even the first time my brother made me suck him was not disgusting. Then the very fact that a brother using me satisfies his sexual whim was unpleasant to me. But holding his cock in my mouth was not nasty to me.

I feel that vomiting cramps form inside me. I restrain them as much as I can, trying to imagine that I suck to my beloved brother. But it turns out badly. It does not stink from a brother. Fortunately, this freak cums in the first few minutes. His sperm beats the key as the stream spreads in my mouth. I frantically swallow, trying not to spill a drop.

“Suck until I order to stop,” the guy commanding into my mouth commands me, and I obey his will.

Suddenly I feel a strong blow to the chest. Opening my eyes, I see that I was kicked by the one to whom I had just done a blowjob.

And again, I sobbed in pain. The girls who were beaten in the chest will understand me. It hurts like hell. Approximately the same as if you hit a guy in the balls.

- Now I suck, bitch.

Overcoming the pain, I crawled over to the second guy and, opening my mouth wider, completely swallowed his cock. While I was doing a blowjob to one, the second came up from behind, pulled off my skirt and ripped off my panties.

- Wow, what a juicy pussy. Now we will check it in work.

- You just finished.

- Well, dick. I have not fucked for a month. A member is a stake and I want to stick.

I thought with horror of what was about to happen. After all, I was still dry, even despite the fact that I had a good fuck in the club recently. My cock rested on the cheek.

- Obsosi his bitch.

I sucked in a member, which shortly before it poured into my mouth and actively wetted it with saliva, trying to at least somehow reduce the approaching pain.

- Okay, that's enough.

A couple of strong slaps fell on my face.

- Go on blowjob.

I returned to the case from which I was torn off. Meanwhile, strong male hands squeezed my buttocks and the dick began to wade into the depths of my vagina. I was still dry there. I was horribly disgusted with everything that is happening to me now, so it was problematic to stir up in my position.

- Dry, damn ...

And then I, releasing a member of his mouth, screamed not with his voice. Already not even tears flowed, there was nothing to cry. I just screamed. A member with overclocking and full length entered me.

- Bitch, - hit in the face.

- Scum, - a strong pull by the hair.

And again I cry.

- Suck, rubbish. Suck And then I'll beat you up.

I hastily take a dick with my mouth and start to suck. The second member is tearing my pussy and I howl without taking the penis out of my mouth. This goes on for about ten minutes.

- Add grease? - asks the one to whom I do blowjob.

- Come on, and then there is no buzz. I never finish.

The guy foot in the face shoves me off his cock.

- Enough, bitch.

Walks behind me and I feel like a member leaves his vagina. The other guy's head penetrates him, and after a few seconds, I feel the sperm spread in me. Having finished, the guy moves away, allowing a friend to finish my fucking. This time, I do not feel pain. While one fucks me, the second, taking a belt in his hands, hits me on the back every half minute. In the room, only my cry and my screams are heard. After a while the guy is ready to finish. Grabbing me by the hair, that there are forces jerking back and my head involuntarily finds itself in the area of ​​his groin. I scream from rabid pain, but my open mouth is immediately filled with a member. And after a minute I swallow the sperm, actively filling my mouth.I, as an unnecessary rag, push off a foot. The guys are standing next to me and looking at the girl fucked by them. I do not look at them. No strength to raise his head, and the desire to see them. And then I feel drops start falling on me. I turn my face towards them and immediately hit me with two urine.

“Swallow bitch,” the guy commanded, not leaving me with the opportunity to dodge.

I don’t dare to disobey, so I obediently drink everything that I manage to catch with my mouth. Pissing me off the guys stretched out in the chairs.

I crawled over to them and, kissing their feet, began to beg me to let go, assuring me that I would not say anything to anyone. I lose consciousness from a kick in the chest. Recovering, I see that I am in the trunk of a car. My mouth is sealed. Arms and legs are tied. Instinctively, I try to escape and make sounds that look like lowing. My awakening attracts guys standing nearby.

- A bitch woke up. Take your time, we still have a whole night.

And a rag with chloroform falls on my face. The last thing I remember through a dream is the sound of the motor of a driving car ...

This story contains two bonuses that will not be published. Those who want to receive them write to me by e-mail. In bonuses, I will tell you how my rapists mocked the rest of the night. And how I spent the evening at the club before that.

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