Katka herself didn’t understand well what was happening to her. Wow, how she hated them then, at the beginning. In fact, they raped her, and then they blackmailed her, and now, quite a bit of time passed, and she herself suggests and misses these meetings. Waiting for this damn phone to ring.

But let's get everything in order.

Katka, short, slender, taut girl, from childhood engaged in fencing. The boys, the same age, did not pay attention to it, they were only interested in tits, and they were small in Katka. Accordingly, in her opinion, and the relationship with the opposite sex, did not want to take shape. Well, okay, what are her years.

Then, in early spring, returning from a workout, she got off the bus and headed towards her home. In a light T-shirt, short skirt, how happy her body was after a long, cold winter. Passing by a shabby nine-storey building, she noticed how two men, middle-aged, were standing at the entrance, leaning on a bedside table.

- Oh, what a beautiful girl, you look.

Katka smiled a little embarrassed.

- Girl, and you do not hold the door to us? The bedside table is very heavy.

She stopped.

“Yes, of course, please,” she walked to the door.

“Thanks,” they lifted the bedside table.

- And what's your name girl?

“Katya,” she said, smiling again, opening and holding the door.

- Thank you Katenka, I helped you out. Look, we live here on the first floor in the second apartment. Please hold the door there, the keys are in your left pocket.

Katka was a little strained by this request, the men, of course, were very polite and evidently did not appear to be a threat. But on the other hand, she, like any city dweller, avoided persistent contacts with unfamiliar people.

After a moment's hesitation, Katka decided. And taking the keys out of the pocket of the peasant holding the nightstand, she entered the porch.

“Thank you so much,” he burst out behind him, “well done, he helped out.” What would we do without you? There, on the upper lock is closed, a large silver key.

Katka, opened the door to the apartment, passing the porters past her. They put a bedside table in the hallway.

- Thanks for helping me, give me the key.

- It's my pleasure. Well, I went.

- Wait, can we drink some tea? This case is completed.

“Well, no, you are in a hurry, I have no time,” Katka already wanted to turn around and go down the short stairs to the door of the entrance.

Suddenly, the man talking to her, with an iron grip, grabbed her by the elbow and jerked her, dragged her into the apartment. The door slammed behind her.

She was immediately knocked down in the corridor, and the second grabbed her legs, which she began to beat off. Raised and dragged into the room. Katka tried to scream, but she pressed her hand over her mouth with force. She squirmed furiously, trying to escape.

- HIT! - the mad thought was spinning in her head, - HERE GOT!

She was dragged into the room and thrown on the sofa. The most talkative of them, on the move, gave her a pair of weighty slaps in the face, so that she lost coordination for a second.

- Take off your clothes, faster creature, - in his aggressive voice there was a hidden threat, from the former politeness there was not a trace left.

- Well, come on, who said.

Katka fell into a stupor, her eyes were wet, tears began to smear the mascara.

- Come on fucking move, - he gave her a strong slap.

The second, as before, silently, began to pull off her skirt from Katka. Squeeze, took up the panties.

Katka did not know what to do, or cover her face, or resist undressing. Another slap in the face helped her make a choice in favor of her face. Panties flew behind the skirt on the floor.

- Sereg, take off her shirt. And you, stretch your arms, rubbish. - Beat him, grabbed Katka by the hands, pulled him from his face, helping the second, more silent, pull off her shirt, while she was in a stupor.

She was completely naked on the couch; there was no bra on it. She wanted to crawl to the far edge of the sofa, but she was not given.

“Come here,” the aggressive type pulled her hair and sat down beside her.

Katka had tears from her eyes, the mascara had already been smeared on the floor of her face.

“Don't, let go,” she asked in a whiny voice, “I won't tell anyone.” Trying to push off and hiding behind your hands.

“Of course, you can't tell anyone,” he set her on his knees with a strong movement, suppressing resistance, and looked at her eyes in tear-stained eyes.

The second one, whose name was Seryoga, began to efficiently mount a video camera on a tripod standing next to the sofa, glancing at Katka.

“Will you hurt me?” Let go? - Katka asked plaintively. Sitting on the man’s lap, she didn’t know where to put her hands.

“If you will be a good girl and you will obey, you will soon go home, I promise you,” said, looking into her eyes, said, holding her in her lap. He put Katka on his waist and pressed him close, his hand smoothly sliding down her hips.

- True?

“You're so cute when you cry.” And very beautiful. You will call me Vova, and his Seryoga. Sit a little with us and go home, ”he said in a conciliatory voice. - Look at you and everything. Well, maybe touch it a little bit.

Katka reassured this statement a little, the situation ceased to seem hopeless, she was given hope.

Vova's hands slid over her body, but they did it slowly and carefully, as if studying. One, already began to paw the ass, the second rose from a flat stomach to the breasts and higher to the neck.

- Relax. Nobody will offend you, - Vova's voice sounded again very softly, - you see, what a good girl you are. Well, come here. - He turned her attractive face towards him with a strong hand and started kissing her lips.

For the first couple of seconds, Katka kept her mouth closed, trying to resist, but Vova’s perseverance continued and she gave up. Feeling his tongue penetrate her mouth. Her lips responded to the movement of his lips. This kiss, for Katka, was extremely exciting and amazing at the same time. Everything inside her broke off and rose at the same time. Overwhelming feelings tore her apart. This is how naked to sit on a man’s lap, which she sees for the first time in her life, and to kiss him was something.

Vova noticed that she answered and continued. His second hand, squeezing her buttocks, reached the anus.

“Well, you see, what a clever girl you are,” he praised her. - And nothing terrible happened. - Good bitch, right, Sereg?

- And then! - confirmed Serega, sitting down on a chair and watching what was happening.

Vova slammed Katka in the ass - well go, kiss the Earring as you can.

Katka froze on Vova’s lap, not knowing what to do.

- Well, come on, come on, do not be shy - he lowered her from his knees and slammed his ass again, sent in the direction of Seryoga.

Katka on disobedient legs, with difficulty shaking off her trembling, approached Serge, and he drew her to him.

Vova unzipped his fly. The erect member sluggishly swayed, exposing the head. Having given Serege some play with Katka, Vova called:

- Kate come here.

Katka looked back, tearing herself away from Serygin's lips. The tears on her face began to dry up a little, the lipstick was smeared around her mouth.

- Go, go do not be afraid.

She came and stood beside her, not knowing what to do. Vova pulled her arm and lowered her to the floor, near the sofa. She was in front of a member, her wide open eyes continuously watched him sway.

- Take it with your hand.

“No, I don't want to,” Katka tried to resist.

- Take it! I tell you, - Vova gave her a small slap in the face, - Well! Do not break.

She timidly extended her hand and Vova, intercepting it, laid it on his penis himself.

- Come on, start over - he made her hand a few moves up and down. Until she started ...