Outside the window excited spring noise. In the bright warm sun sparrows were wailing and swimming in puddles. I did not know where to put myself. The soul sang spring songs and was torn somewhere, the breeze disturbed by smells, and the priest insistently asked for adventure. The work is finished, it would seem, go and have fun. Girlfriend Katka already three times typed me, buzzing into the phone, persuading me to go to the club, where a party was scheduled in honor of the onset of spring. But you forbade me. Too I'm kosyachu without you, if I drink. And today you were corny busy and strictly forbade me to go to the club. I was rushing around the apartment, biting my nails, trying to find a way out of the situation. The fact that I will go, I have already decided to iron. But I had to somehow slip out from under your care.

Your Cerberus Sasha was stupidly on duty at the entrance, sometimes looking up at my windows. And suddenly a crazy thought crossed my mind. First, I called Katka and instructed her, and then I went down to Sasha and put my body in my hands: I do not want. Here's my body and answer the calls of the chief. You got me to the livers by your bans! ”I brazenly thrust my bodies into his hand and proudly went home. I went upstairs, walked in front of the windows, turned on the telly so that I could be heard outside the wall, and went downstairs to my classmate, praying that she would be at home. Svetka calmly let me in, and then helped me out of the window on the other side of the house, where Katka was already impatiently treading under her window.

We turned the corner and after a couple of minutes rushed to the club on the caught car. The fun was in full swing, there were a lot of people. And for some reason there are more men than women. There was a program at the club, and the host happily greeted us, drawing the attention of most of the visitors. The first glass of martini passed unnoticed, under the songs and dances of strippers who warmed up the audience. Then came the contests, more and more vulgar and depraved. Katka decided to take part while I finished the bottle of martini. As a result, she was stripped to the linen, and she received a prize of four ambals, who carried her in their arms to our table.

She squealed happily, waving her jeans. Quickly pulling them on her body, she fell into a chair next to me and leaned over my ear: “I saw which boys?” “Oh, I swung it off - I have enough of me!” But just ten minutes later, this four flowed to us. The guys were joking, they talked a lot, pouring into our glasses. After some time, Katka was already sitting on the knees of one, while the other turned around a little and stroked her breast, occasionally squeezing her slightly. I did not like the situation anymore. I have never seen such Katka, she always controlled herself and even me. I tried to get up, but drunk hit my legs. And then one of the guys graciously caught me. “You cho, goat ?! Bewildered? ”- I suffered. My head didn’t think well, I was pushing away annoying hands. And so far they have only been played with us. The brunette, whom I called the goat, smiled and bent to my ear: “Shalav ... today you will give this goat a drop!”

I recoiled from him ... the smile on his face did not at all correspond to what was said, and his brown eyes burned with anger and some sort of cruelty. But I can’t do that either ... “But would you not go to x @ nd of your own free will? !!! I will not shit with a stinking goat on one hectare! ”My wrist turned out to be in the steel ring of his fingers:“ My dear child is dreaming ... ”He jerked my arm sharply and I involuntarily fell on my knees to another bogey who immediately and dead fixed me hands over hips, not allowing to move. From the side, it probably seemed that the youth was just having fun. Katka was gone. She became ill, and the bartender Vitalka just called her boyfriend, who took her home. I learned these details much later ... later. Now I remained surrounded by these scumbags.

Brunette, looking into my eyes, crawled under the skirt and with a sharp movement pulled off his thin lace panties. Then he brought the smell to his face and inhaled. The boys sniffed. He leaned over and spoke into his ear: “I can fuck you, bitch, right here, and no one will say anything. But it is not interesting. We will play with you all. You will ask for mercy and suck forgiveness from everyone ... but not once! ”He shoved what was left of his panties in his pocket and nodded to the guys. Those firmly holding my hands, headed for the exit. I tried to resist, and immediately a sharp blade rested against my side: "Pick, kill ...". As they led me to the exit, one thought after another flashed through my head. Here is a fool. Not sat at home. Even the phone is not with you. It was already cool and dark outside. A black Lexus with tinted windows pulled up, and a brunette came out from the driver’s side. They lit up, standing near me by a thick wall.

I caught the moment and with all the dope kicked with a thin heel alone in the groin. From surprise he recoiled: “Oh, you bitch!”, And I rushed to run. A punch hit me and I collapsed on the asphalt, tearing my knee. And then something happened ... I lay face down, covering my head with my hands, but I heard several juicy blows overlapped by the mats, like shots from a silencer, heart-rending screams, the noise of a running car. Two strong hands grabbed me and, like a doll, threw me into the car. Immediately she darted off and rushed along the night streets. I tried to sit up, my knee was sore and sore, dizzy and insane. By the smell of a familiar perfume, I already knew what was in your car. And then the question is controversial ... where it will be worse. It was only here that real horror struck me: a broken knee, smeared cosmetics and the lack of panties under the skirt ... and most importantly, I dared to disobey you ... and not just ... having deceived and left without a phone.

I got out of the car and looked around. You brought me to the cottage. Exactly ... Khan to me. You silently went on the road to the house, and I limped to go after you. Almost silently he clicked the lock, letting us inside. Short order: “In the bath!” I undressed and stood under warm jets of water. I was scared. So angry, I don't remember you. As soon as I had finished, the door swung open from a kick: “Will I wait for you for a long time?” I silently followed you into the room in which there was twilight, and the moonlight from the window walked along the floor. You sat in the chair opposite the entrance and saw me naked and shivering with cold and fear. "To me ..." - it sounded quiet and threatening ... I stepped as if into a pool, but a terrible cry stopped me: "Not so!" I knelt down and crawled, barely restraining myself from pain in my broken knee. You stretched your legs tired ... I knew what to do. Taking a foot with my hands, I began to knead and inadvertently scratched my skin with my nails.

Immediately a thin whip sank down on its back with a slight whistle, seizing the buttock in the blow. I involuntarily screamed and bent, trying to curl into a ball. “What a stop?” - the voice forced to continue the massage. After some time, the blow that causes pressing pain: “Did you forget what to do next?” I moved closer and began to lick my fingers, running my tongue between them, sucking each one, feeling how your body relaxes. Suddenly, you kicked me off and jumped off the chair: “What a bitch, did you play? Didn't you sit at home? How dare I disobey? !!! ”I was trembling like an aspen leaf, knowing that now only silence would save me. Objections make you angry and stronger, and then it’s not just sex. You wound my hair in a fist, forcing me to rise from the floor, and again pushed me away. I saw that you could hardly hold back so as not to hit me. “Undress me!” I, with trembling hands, unbuttoned my shirt and trousers, pulling the belt out of them. Pulled down along with the panties, exposing the member, which is slightly stiffened. I wanted to run my hand over it, but you immediately grabbed my hand, saying softly: “I didn’t allow it!”

Something incredible was going on with me: I wanted you madly and I was equally madly afraid. My fault was very great: not listening to you, I set you up too ...