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I got out of the club and headed for the nearest taxi-stop. But I must have miscalculated time, because when I got there, there must have been about 100 persons waiting already, and someone told me there hadn't been a taxi for almost 20 minutes. I tried a few other taxi-stops, but situation was the same. I figured that if I were to get home before daylight, I had to find some other solution to the transport problem. Walking 6 miles in high healed shoes and with a thin narrow dress was out of the question even though the night was warm and dry.
This left me with a solution I never would have chosen if I was alone and sober and thinking clearly. Although I was alone, I was not the least sober and probably not thinking at all, so I ended up in a pirate taxi. The pirate taxis had their own assembly point in the middle of the town, and when I got there, I stumbled into the back-seat of the first car I laid my eyes on. There were two very dark African-looking men in the front seat, and under normal circumstances I wouldn't even consider leaving myself in the mercy of such peoples, but now I just wanted to get home. I told them where I was going, and the car took off. During the trip the guy in the front passenger seat tried to start a conversation with me, but he soon gave up. He kept staring on me from time to time, though, and it seemed that the driver also looked more than normal in the rear view mirror. When we got to my address, the stopped and asked for 20 bucks.
I reached for my purse, but it wasn't there, in fact it wasn't in the car at all. I must have forgotten it in the night-club, and I realized with a shock that I couldn't pay the guys what they wanted for the drive. It also flashed before me the rumours I had heard about females unable to pay for pirate-taxis whom had been forced to have sex with the driver or had literally been raped by the drivers. I told them I didn't have money on me, but that I had some money in my flat and could go up and get them their money.
"Nooo,...I don't think so" the driver said, and with a grin on his face he said to his pal: "See, I told you she had no money. She didn't have no purse, and there's surely no place to hide money in that outfit" .
As I was trying to open the door and get out, the car sped up and drove away from my house. The doors couldn't be opened from the inside, they had probably turned on the child safety. Realizing that I couldn't get out of the car, I grasped a good fistful of the drivers hair and pulled backwards, but in the same moment the his friend sprayed something in my face. At first I feared it could be mace, but in the next moment I felt dizzy and sleepy and then everything turned black......
When I was regaining consciousness I couldn't first figure out where I was. I was lying face down, and my arms and legs was immobilized. There was some sharp lights coming from behind, or from my foot-end, so to speak, and I could hear car engines idling. Then I realized that my arms was tied together and stretched forward and fastened to the end of a narrow wooden board. I was lying on the end of this wooden board, with my belly on the edge of it, and my legs were stretched out backwards and slightly downwards and spread wide. They were secured to the ground I realized, and the wooden board must have been some sort of bench.
Then, as I remembered what had happened and realized in shock that I was probably going to experience what I had feared when I couldn't pay the pirate taxi, I lifted my head to look around. The first thing I saw, was a scenic picture of the town core, or rather the lights from the town. From the angle and the altitude I realized that I was on a viewing point at a small mountain rising up in the middle of the town, a very popular place for people to walk in the weekends. Turning my head I could see, on my right side, two other girls lying on each one's bench tied in the same way as me. On my left side I could only see the woods. Looking back, I could se several sharp lighting points, and in the lights I saw the silhouette of several people.
"Ahh, The last one is awake, then we can start." A deep voice said." Well my ladies, you probably wonder what you are doing here in this situation. Well it's quite simple, each one of you has purchased our services without being able to pay for them. The next few hours you can think of as .... paytime!".
I could hear several people laughing, and then the same voice said. "You may begin, fellows. By the way, ladies, you can shout as much as you want and if you can, but no one can hear you at this distance, even if they were awake at 4 am."
I realized in horror that the rumours were true. I was about to be raped because I couldn't pay the taxi fare, in fact I was likely to be gang-raped. As the two other girls started to sob and plead for them to be released, I started to swear and threaten our captors verbally. Suddenly I felt someone lifting my dress up and pulling it up until it was lying around my waist. Than I felt a hand touching my pussy and applying something cool. I realized that it must have been some sort of lubricant, and in the next moment I felt something else touching my pussy-lips.
"Can you feel this, cunt, it is something that is black, round, two inches wide and nine inches long" someone said while stroking his cock-head up and down over my pussy and asshole smearing the lubricant all over the area. I was pulling and bucking and trying to get free, but I couldn't move even half an inch. As I continued to swear and threaten him he stopped his movement with his cock-head between my other pussylips and said: