- Tiny hole ... what you need ... soft ass ...

- You are an activist, actively podmhivay! - with a laugh, said Waha, observing sexual intercourse from the side. Marina turned her eyes in his direction, full of hatred and contempt. Aslan lowered the straps of her dress, exposing the elastic girl's breasts, held her nipples with his fingers. I had to see it all.

- Well ... - Aslan whispered, releasing the cum on the pubis of his victim. Fedot, the healthy idiot of our company, did not need to be begged. Waha replaced him at his post, now he held me. Fedot untied Marina from the pipe and put it right on the floor, on some sprawled dirty bag. He lowered his pants and leaned on top. I only saw the girl’s outstretched legs and this scum's bare bottom. Fedot fidgeted on her, groaned and groaned, taking pleasure in her body. He finished quickly.

- Sima, give her cancer. Aslan - hold her hands, so as not to rock the boat. - Waha gave orders, like a movie director. But it was a terrible movie.

Marina freed hands and put on all fours. I understood what they would do. Sima was behind, while Aslan held her hands in front. Sima Marina grabbed her ass and sharply drove his dick into the vagina. Send the next shocks, sharp and persistent. Thirst for pleasure and rough passion flew from Sima’s mouth in a sound like a growl. Marina did not resist, only swaying headfirst and hitting Aslan's shoulders. They stuck it on both sides, and this was the fourth and longest rape. Finally, Sima made a scream and let Marina go to her ass. The girl was released, and she fell exhaustedly to the floor ...

It's over, I thought. Waha noticed me again.

- Well, decided for us? - with a nasty smile, he turned to me. - Come on while it is still warm.

“You are a creature,” I said only in response to someone I once considered to be my friend and mentor. How long ago, it seemed to me, it was. “I won't forgive you for that.”

“Ah, this is how our friend spoke,” Vakhanenko announced cheerfully. - Okay. Then the second part of the program.

I was squeezed in his chest words. This group has not finished yet.

- Hey, beautiful woman, - Vakhanenko approached Marina, who was standing up on her elbows. She has already ripped the gag from her mouth. Loose hair covered her face. - I still owed you. For your sweetheart.

What is he talking about?

“Now you’ll suck me for last,” announced Waha. It sounded like a sentence. Only not this.

- Scum ... - everyone heard. I did not recognize her voice, he was wound up and full of longing. That was Marina’s response.

- Do not want? You want to. You'll ask for more ... Hold on to her hahala properly, boys.

Sima and Fedot tightly squeezed my arms out. Waha suddenly took something out of his pocket. The light of the lanterns showed a shiny penknife clamped in his hand. He came close to me. “Either suck or he will bleed to death,” declared Vakha, turning to Marina. She was silent.

Waha sharply tore my shirt. He pressed on his chest with a knife edge. And yet, I was not afraid of pain.

- What kind of message to write to her? - Waha asked his accomplices.

- Write ka, “Kid + Marinka = Love,” the obliging Aslan prompted a laugh. Familiar phrase. Aslan has always been Vakhina "six". Like the whole company.

“Excellent,” Vakhanenko noted. - Highlight, Aslan, let her make sure that I am not joking.

Aslan led the flashlight to my chest, and Marina could see everything. Waha spent a knife, I locked my teeth from acute, piercing pain. Heading down, I saw the letter “M” appearing in a bloody rush ... The first letter. Do I suffer the rest?

“Stop,” Marina stopped him. She had already risen from the floor, straightened her dress and looked at us. Look without a drop of fear. - Do not touch Sasha.

“Well, I agreed,” said Vakha gloomily. He removed the knife, but his mark in the form of "M" was burning on my chest. Again these words remained unfinished, flashed through my thoughts. Waha went to Marina.

“On your knees,” he said through clenched teeth. I realized that he would not leave Marina alone today until he broke completely. To end.

I froze. I was waiting for her disobedience.

- Marina, no! - my cry drowned in the walls of the basement and the ears of those present. To no avail. She slowly knelt before Waha ...

In my most intimate teenage fantasies, I had to imagine how the girls make me a blowjob. But now the scene of the upcoming oral rape of Marina has erased all the sweets of the once-experienced imaginations. Waha unzipped his fly and pulled out an erect penis. He led him to Marinin's mouth, clasped the back of her head and pulled her over. She did not resist, opened her mouth and put the protruding end inward.

I could not, I was even afraid to suggest what she was thinking at that time, while Vakhanenko, pushing a member into her mouth, moaned to the cheers of her friends. Marina drove her head, clasped his lips, and seemed to be completely indifferent to what is happening. So time went on, to determine the scope of which I, crushed by the observed picture, could not. At some point, Waha shivered, screamed, and in ecstasy raised his head up.

“Swallow, cock sucker ...” he hissed. The hand of the rapist did not let go of her head; his cock remained in Marina’s mouth. Only drops of sperm drained from his lips when he finally let her go.

Then, in turn, the rest went through with the same thing. Two held me, taking turns, and I had already renounced the current nightmare. Marina silently satisfied everyone with a blowjob. Sima was discharged right on her face, the girl's eye was numb from the released seed, but she was not allowed to wipe it off. Aslan finished on her bare chest. I saw everything, unable to take my eyes off. When the last one moaned, I only hoped that it was already final.

- Get up, - told Marina Waha. He helped her up. He led to the wall, with his torso tightly pressed the girl. One of his hands stretched down under the dress, felt Marina's secret point, the other hand - squeezed her mouth. Bottom mercilessly squeezed, her eyes widened in pain and horror, and she screamed, drowning the scream in Vakhin palm.

The brain wanted to disconnect. I seem to have disappeared from this cruel film ...

... He regained consciousness already on the street, near the shooting gallery. The black sky with a myriad of stars emphasized that time is deep night. The boys were standing next to the place where I lay. Marina was not.

“What are we going to do with her, Waha?” - I heard the voice of Aslan. The meaning of what was said immediately told me that Marina was still in the basement.

- Vaha, she will declare us in the mentovka, - voiced Sima.

“Do not stsyte, do not declare,” Vakhanenko calmly answered. He smoked, flicking ash into the darkness. His appearance said that this authority reached its goal.

- Oh, how not to declare? - Fedot continued to show doubts of the team.

“I'll add it up with her,” Waha assured, without batting an eye. - I can convince her.

- To convince? - Fedot muttered incredulously. - How?

- Are you interested in how? - Vakhanenko shouted at him. Fedot shut up.

All accomplices were silent, as if presenting something inevitable, close and terrifying in their outcome.

- All home. For today - collapse, - Vaha ordered.

I got to my feet. Once again.

“The kid came to his senses,” exclaimed Waha with ostentatious joy. Came up to me.

“You won't tell anyone,” he said. I was silent. He has already declared loudly. - You're one of us!

I suddenly understood, but rather I felt that now it is impossible to argue with him. This guy was like a beast, burst from the cage and able to devour everything and everyone around. And what to poke him in the mouth is a sure thing to be eaten. Eaten finally.

- Yes, waha. I AM ONE OF YOU!

Waha put his arm around my shoulders, and I restrained myself not to hit him in the stomach when he was so close. But I was thinking about Marinka in the basement.

- Sorry to hit you. - I said. The voice sounded confident.

“This is you forgive me, brother,” answered Vaha.

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