Little Whore.............finished..
“she’s a good fuck.” He told someone out by the car. I was still attached to the back seat, dripping with him all over me. I couldn’t tell where we had stopped, who he was talking to even though I was not blindfolded. I sighed, worried.
The door opened at my feet, some middle-aged fella appeared into my eyesight. It was one of those people who you recognized, but couldn’t’ put a name to a face at the moment. All I was worried about was covering myself; which I couldn’t even though I tried to..both the guys laughed at this. I never felt so embarrassed in my life.
“So…?” He asked leaning on the car door. The man stood there awhile looking at me.
“Get her dressed. And walk her through the front doors.” The middle-aged man nodded, leaving, He quickly closed the door shut. The trunk was opened, my dress tossed in at me. He got leaned over me, untying my ropes.
“Don’t even think you could get away.” He growled into my ear. He slammed the door once more. Got into the drivers spot and drove off a bit. “Get dressed NOW.”
I did, quickly as possible even with the mess all over my breast. I sighed in relieve as the mess wasn’t noticeable when the dress was over it. Once I was dressed he turned the vehicle completely around back to the place we just left from. My eyes almost fell out…
We were at a dance; local one. I gulped, he laughed. He was enjoying my humiliation. He opened the door,
“Follow.” He commanded. I did, too freaked out not to. We walked right through the front doors without any concern as to anything. Locals didn’t bother much with anything around here except for drinking, partying, and going to church on Sunday mornings. She followed him into a small backroom.
He closed the door, I noticed there was another one on the other wall. But that was all I noticed, because his hands were on me, pushing up against me to take off my dress.
“Bend over.” he commanded, slapping my ass hard. I did. The door I noticed opened up with that same middle-aged man from earlier. I cringed…this was not going anywhere good.
The middle-aged man began pulling off his belt, I gulped, shutting my eyes tight waiting. And yes, the belt did hit my bare ass, I yelped, and squealed, and all the above.
“shut up you damn whore.” He commanded, shoving some cloth into my mouth, duct taping it over. I tried to scream over the gag, but all I got in response was another sharp swat with the belt.
“Be a good little whore, and this will go well.” He warned me, “Lift up.”
I lift myself back up to a standing position. The other guy moves some the desk out aways…. He bends me over the desk, telling me to hold real tight to the edges because otherwise he was not going to ease up if I slipped off. So of course, I do hold on.
He pushes himself into my dried out pussy, banging me until the desk starts to wobble. I just watch the wall come near, closer as they take turns inside of me. My hands become sweaty from all the tension.
“Ohhh you nasty cunt letting us fuck you.” Moaned the middle-aged one, “You sick little fuck.” He began ramming me harder , until I couldn’t grip onto the desk, and slid, his grip was so tight as he shot his load into my pussy. Letting go I fell, bashing into the wall.
“Clumsy bitch.” Snarled the one guy who brought me here. The door opened, huge steps came over to the man.
“having fun?” asked a deep voice.
“Much. Just showing this cunt her place.” Snarled the respone.’
“Well, I wouldn’t want her to fall short of her duties.” Chuckled the deepvoiced man.
“Have at it.”
Squished between the desk and wall, someone began pumping themselves into me, my face getting closer and closer to the walls. I sobbed all through this, I was soooo sore at this point.
Deepvoiced one pulled out of my used cunt, shoving himself into my ass, I tensed so bad as he released the load into me…He swore, slapping my leg. I shook hard at the pain that shot through me, finally after I relaxed, him able to let out.
“SHIT” he said , “a good slut.” He slapped my ass leaving a print…stinging for a very long time.
I don’t remember how many guys used me that night. I kept blacking out after being slammed around the room so many times. After orgasm, after orgasm, I was pleased to being called a useless little fucking cunt of a whore who men could and would fuck at their whim…
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I think I should start using character names
The door opened at my feet, some middle-aged fella appeared into my eyesight. It was one of those people who you recognized, but couldn’t’ put a name to a face at the moment. All I was worried about was covering myself; which I couldn’t even though I tried to..both the guys laughed at this. I never felt so embarrassed in my life.
“So…?” He asked leaning on the car door. The man stood there awhile looking at me.
“Get her dressed. And walk her through the front doors.” The middle-aged man nodded, leaving, He quickly closed the door shut. The trunk was opened, my dress tossed in at me. He got leaned over me, untying my ropes.
“Don’t even think you could get away.” He growled into my ear. He slammed the door once more. Got into the drivers spot and drove off a bit. “Get dressed NOW.”
I did, quickly as possible even with the mess all over my breast. I sighed in relieve as the mess wasn’t noticeable when the dress was over it. Once I was dressed he turned the vehicle completely around back to the place we just left from. My eyes almost fell out…
We were at a dance; local one. I gulped, he laughed. He was enjoying my humiliation. He opened the door,
“Follow.” He commanded. I did, too freaked out not to. We walked right through the front doors without any concern as to anything. Locals didn’t bother much with anything around here except for drinking, partying, and going to church on Sunday mornings. She followed him into a small backroom.
He closed the door, I noticed there was another one on the other wall. But that was all I noticed, because his hands were on me, pushing up against me to take off my dress.
“Bend over.” he commanded, slapping my ass hard. I did. The door I noticed opened up with that same middle-aged man from earlier. I cringed…this was not going anywhere good.
The middle-aged man began pulling off his belt, I gulped, shutting my eyes tight waiting. And yes, the belt did hit my bare ass, I yelped, and squealed, and all the above.
“shut up you damn whore.” He commanded, shoving some cloth into my mouth, duct taping it over. I tried to scream over the gag, but all I got in response was another sharp swat with the belt.
“Be a good little whore, and this will go well.” He warned me, “Lift up.”
I lift myself back up to a standing position. The other guy moves some the desk out aways…. He bends me over the desk, telling me to hold real tight to the edges because otherwise he was not going to ease up if I slipped off. So of course, I do hold on.
He pushes himself into my dried out pussy, banging me until the desk starts to wobble. I just watch the wall come near, closer as they take turns inside of me. My hands become sweaty from all the tension.
“Ohhh you nasty cunt letting us fuck you.” Moaned the middle-aged one, “You sick little fuck.” He began ramming me harder , until I couldn’t grip onto the desk, and slid, his grip was so tight as he shot his load into my pussy. Letting go I fell, bashing into the wall.
“Clumsy bitch.” Snarled the one guy who brought me here. The door opened, huge steps came over to the man.
“having fun?” asked a deep voice.
“Much. Just showing this cunt her place.” Snarled the respone.’
“Well, I wouldn’t want her to fall short of her duties.” Chuckled the deepvoiced man.
“Have at it.”
Squished between the desk and wall, someone began pumping themselves into me, my face getting closer and closer to the walls. I sobbed all through this, I was soooo sore at this point.
Deepvoiced one pulled out of my used cunt, shoving himself into my ass, I tensed so bad as he released the load into me…He swore, slapping my leg. I shook hard at the pain that shot through me, finally after I relaxed, him able to let out.
“SHIT” he said , “a good slut.” He slapped my ass leaving a print…stinging for a very long time.
I don’t remember how many guys used me that night. I kept blacking out after being slammed around the room so many times. After orgasm, after orgasm, I was pleased to being called a useless little fucking cunt of a whore who men could and would fuck at their whim…
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I think I should start using character names