forcible rape
"All you school sluts deserve this!" Just as suddenly as he entered he pulled out and she was once again brought onto her back, dazed and confused she felt him lay on her chest, thrusting his prick into her mouth, forcing it into her smeared lips.
"Now taste you own shit bitch!" She looked into his eyes, she saw him jerk off his glistening prick in front of her, and then shot after shot of white cum sprayed across her face, it dribbled down her neck, splattered into her hair, her eyes, into her mouth, her face was plastered with white goo..she coughed again, trying to clear her throat, he smeared his flaccid cock into her cheeks, along her lips and around her nose..laughing..
The other two joined him, one aimed his cock at her firm young breasts, the other at her stomach. "MAN, WE ARE GONNA COVER YOU IN CUM BITCH!" She heard a groan and then the thick liquid spat out onto her breasts, the clear fluid collecting between her tiny tits, oozing down to her stomach, this too was soon lined with thick jiz as he screamed and let rip another wad over her belly..there she lay, covered from head to toe in cum, buggered and raped..but he ordeal was not over.
Britney rolled her eyes and fainted into a deep restless sleep.... She was found three days later in a park, he hands and ankles bound by tape, he mouth covered with the same, a van had been seen, she may have been thrown from it, the police weren't sure.
After a few days in the hospital she told the police what she could, she may have been raped twelve thirteen times, it was hard to remember, how many men? She didn't know..there could have been many...her stomach was pumped to reveal nearly a litre of seamen within her...
Several months later she started going back to school..but Mark never looked at her anymore, she was the gross one now.. Cyndi Dawson was 25 and very pretty. She was, as one neighbor would describe her, "really slapped together". She was younger than most of the women in the neighborhood and they were jealous of her. Whenever she went outside to work in her yard the men of the neighborhood found a reason to go outside.
She had thick, dark, shoulder length brown hair, and a curvaceous body that she made no great effort to hide from anyone. In the summer she favored halter-tops and cut-off jeans. In the winter she wore tight sweaters and equally tight skirts or jeans. The bra industry did not prosper because of her. In fact her very firm 36C breasts appeared even larger when she wore certain ribbed sweaters - another favorite of hers.
But Cyndi had a weakness. Two, really. The first weakness was alcohol. She couldn't hold her booze at all. Two beers and she'd be climbing on top of tables to dance. Three and her skirt would be up around her waist. She had no inhibitions when she drank - and no resistance.
The second weakness was men. She absolutely loved men. She loved their attention, she loved how they smelled and, most of all, and she loved men's legs. She craved their attention and was a notorious flirt - some called her a cock-teaser. And she was.
Rumors of Cyndi's neighborhood conquests were whispered among friends. It was said that she had an ongoing liaison with their neighbor - a landscaper, 25 years her senior - and there was the story of the night she was caught giving head to a 15-year-old neighborhood boy behind the garage. But the most popular rumor was not a rumor at all, but fact. The story concerned the night she was gang banged, raped really, at a party by, at least, a dozen men.
The irony of the event was, that it was set in motion by two neighborhood women, Ann Ruskin and Joanne Martin, who had had just about enough of Cyndi's flirtations. Ann, the landscaper's wife, had originally planned to have her abducted and beaten, but Joanne convinced her that by humiliating Cyndi in front of all the neighbors the end result would be much more effective.