- Marina, no. I did not want ... - I began to make excuses. The company was very close. I blocked Marina with my back.

- Guys, they were joking, and that's enough, - I was still trying to solve the growing trouble peacefully.

“You are told to go home,” Waha said firmly, with pressure. - She will stay with us.

- Not! You dare not touch her.

As far as possible to be brave to protect the girl from assertive teenagers, I had to check very soon. But I knew that I would fight to the end.

“Guys,” said Marina. She wanted to appear calm. - We did not touch you. Go away Aslan extended his hand to Marina, but I beat her back with a push. Stand a wall between them and her! Aslan rubbed his hand and frowned.

“Little one,” repeated Waha urgently. - The last time I ask, go away.

Anger and impatience emanated from him. This is how a hunter feels when he traces a victim for too long.

“I considered you my friend,” I said reproachfully.

“This scoundrel has no friends,” I heard Marina’s answer behind my back. I turned to her. I saw her face, sad, but for me it is so dear.

It all happened at lightning speed. Vakhanenko knocked me down with a knockout, and I fell on the grass, arms outstretched, and hurt my head. Rather, I heard, than saw the guys grabbed Marina. Began.

“Take her down to the basement,” Waha commanded. I raised myself up, noticed how Aslan squeezed the girl’s mouth, and Sima twisted her hands behind her back. Marina wanted to scream, but could only make a squeak, absolutely helpless in the silence of the night. Fedot raised Marinka by the legs, lifting up her snow-white dress, and the whole trio pulled her into an abandoned shooting gallery. Waha slowly followed them.

Tyr was the place where we sometimes met. The room without windows, with one door, has long been not used for its intended purpose. At such a time, no soul would have thought of being in it for nothing. Vakha chose a place for a showdown, as for himself - ideal.

There were sounds and voices in the basement when I found the strength to rise. I went to him as quickly as possible after such a fall, and went down the steps. The room was lit by two lanterns brought by boys. In their light, a terrible picture opened up to my eyes.

Marina was seated on a stool and tied by her hands to a huge pipe against a dirty wall. Her mouth was wrapped tightly with some kind of rag, and on her face I could only see the eyes, with their brilliance that conveyed feelings of hopelessness. In a white dress, she looked like a cloud that had accidentally flown into the gloomy night sky. The guys were standing nearby, and Waha, as the commander, was sitting on the box. My whole heart sank at how my girlfriend was brought to such a state.

What are they up to?

“And here is our young friend,” Vaha announced my appearance.

- Waha ... - I was ready to beg, beg, if only they would not do anything with it.

“Well, in love with Romeo,” Vakhanenko said. - Will you be the first? Deserved.

For me for a moment came the meaning of his bold plan.

- Come here, she is already waiting for you, - added Sima. - You wanted her.

- Come on, otherwise we are already in the queue, - Aslan sighed. I suddenly hated them all. Marina looked away at the wall, tears shone in her eyes. What they were going to do with her, led her to the abyss of despair.

Waha rose from the box, I approached them. The desire, wild and excited, to fix everything, to change everything, seized me.

“Now you fuck her,” ordered Waha. - Not stsy, she is yours! Or show you how?

“Yeah,” I replied. Unexpectedly for him, fiercely, with frenzy, hit him in the face with his fist. Waha swayed, but did not fall. I underestimated this burly man. He stood firmly on his feet in life. I was again knocked down jumped accomplices. Aslan foot already gave me a dead breath. In the eyes darkened. The air was unavailable for a minute. Forces are gone.I was dragged to a corner.

“Raise it,” said Wach, wiping blood from his lips. - This bitch will be watching. I'll arrange a movie for him!

Sima and Fedot raised me to their feet, twisting their arms behind my back. I lowered my head, but Sima, clutching five of my hair, forced her up to the side where Marina was tied. Waha was beside her. With a sharp movement he pulled the dress up, up to the panties. White color of underwear appeared to the views of others. Marina protested with a groan, twitching as Waha spread her slender legs apart. Aslan whistled approvingly. What happened next did not fit in my head. I have never seen sex scenes, let alone participate in them. But the fact that the object of violence will be Marina, threw me into a frenzy. I rushed, but they held me tight. Powerlessness and impending mockery of a girl close to me painted reality in black tones. In the color of the basement.

“Well, honey, I'm yours,” said Waha. His voice was already different. Out of mocking, he became hoarse. I understood that this bastard was excited and now uses the situation as his fantasy decides. His face turned close to Marinin, and she turned away, not wanting to see those eyes filled with wildness.

“Aslan, highlight her from below,” Waha commanded, and Aslan led the lantern to the girl’s panties. Waha held out his hands, groped them, and slowly pulled them down. The naked crotch caused lustful sighs and shouts from the group. View of the girl's vagina with a light hair downholstered the top and my view. I could not turn away. And caught myself thinking that I do not want. I was fascinated by what was happening. Marina tried to scream, but the rag crushed sounds and pleas to stop. Nobody heard her. Waha meanwhile unbuckled his trouser pants and pulled out his bare penis. The long and tight end of this guy was ready for forced sex. He leaned over Marina, brought the member to her crack, narrow as a girl, and pressed on her ...

If I had been told before the evening, which started so well, that I would witness rape, I would not have believed it. Having no sexual experience, I now became an observer of someone else's sexual contact with the girl I dreamed of myself. Marina screamed when Waha pressed a member into her, and then froze, resting on an invisible barrier. He took her virginity - evil, not rightly, but confidently and irrevocably. Marina burst into tears, twitched her pelvis, trying to push the rapist out of her body, and Waha, pressing her legs, drove the penis with a sharp jerk. The girl closed her eyes ...

Waha entered it over and over again, while Marina, looking up, stared blankly at the ceiling. The girl’s low squeak and the rapist's moaning were the background of this sad picture. The light of the lantern lit up like a thin trickle of blood flowed down, dripping off Marina's feet, marking the unfortunate end of her innocence. Waha buried his face in Marinin's neck and muttered something, stroking his bare ass with his hand. I was silent, all the words were lost inside me, and I did not pay attention to the comments of the boys holding me. I understand how far I am from

Marina now, at a time when he could not help her. Revenge Vahi reached its goal.

Suddenly Waha twitched, groaned loudly, and pulling out his penis, splashed a white stream on Marinina’s bare legs. I, who already knew what ejaculation meant, understood that he had finished. The legs were divorced, and the girl did not even try to bring them down. The vagina was stained with blood.

“Innocent ...” commented Wah. And he added, - It was ... Only, boys, do not let it into it.

Waha departed, buttoning his pants with satisfaction, and Aslan immediately took his place. These scum, as I heard, decided to rape her all.

“Well, Komsomol member, take it,” Aslan said cheerfully, and lifting the girl’s legs, threw them over his shoulders. He stuck the sticking member into the vagina and began to sway from top to bottom, first slowly, then, after entering into a rage, quickly. Marina sobbed again, tugging at her back, trying in vain to break the strong ropes. Aslan groaned, absolutely not embarrassed anyone, sent ... Read more →