Broken
I am minding my business totally unaware. Someone is stalking me a predator watching his prey. Its dark and I’m out shopping leaving a restaurant something, the before details escape me, but I’m alone I feel his eyes on me I look around, but I don't see him he’s well hidden. His dick half hard with the thoughts of what he wants flooding his mind, images playing in his mind. I’m walking to my car paranoia ramping up, heart racing. His car is close by he’s staked me out earlier. He walks up behind me silently wraps an arm around my waist I’m startled. He puts his lips to my ear and whispers for me to be silent. I feel a knife tucked into his belt as he presses against me, I feel his semi hard erection on my ass. I’m scared yet slightly turned on. He walks me to his car and puts me in the backseat as he gets in, I check the door, child safety locks, damn. He blindfolds me. We drive for what seems like hours and we pull into somewhere. I can’t see I’m terrified. He opens the door grabs me by the hair and pulls me out the car. Pushes me up against the car pinning me with his body, he’s harder now. I hear the distinct rip of tape duct tape as he binds my hands with it. He pulls me into a building pulling the blindfold off my eyes now that we are inside, and I see 4 black men waiting. They smile sadistically I know what’s going to happen. My clothes are ripped off I’m naked my heart beating so fast tears in my eyes. I’m forced to my knees as they take off their pants. They force their dicks into my mouth I try fighting biting them struggling it earns me slaps to the face hands ripping my hair and hands around my throat until I open wide. My throat is fucked hard and rough. I am gagging and choking, and they are laughing. Calling me a white slut and they will teach me. It is my place to please them. They twist my nipples it hurts but makes me wet. I cannot help it. They pull out rope and I’m taken to a couch where I am bent over and my thighs are tied to my forearms, I cannot move my struggles limited. My ass spanked my thighs whipped my clit smacked. Tits abused, nipples twisted, face smacked extra hard and I’m seeing stars. They two of them pick me up and set me on one of the others laps I am straddling him and there’s nothing I can do as he slides his large hard cock inside my too tight pussy it hurts. I feel another man behind me and feel him hard against my asshole, Its too much he’s too big. I think he’ll give up but then I feel it. Lube he got lube my ass was going to get fucked. He puts it slow at first because he’s trying to fit, then he slams his whole length inside I scream in pain as another man shoves his dick in my open screaming mouth and I choke and gag again. I am raped by all 5 of them for hours and hours until I’m sore numb and exhausted. I have been used and abused. emotionally and physically broken. Naked and dirty. cum filled and covered. But they aren't done with me yet.... I have passed out from the trauma mentally and physically. I wake up I’m bound, arm and legs restraints pulled tight pulling my limbs in different directions. Spreader bar separating my legs leaving me open and exposed. everything is sore. My pussy, my ass and throat, everything thoroughly fucked raw. He comes in, my captor I recognize his scent and am brought back to the night before outside my car feeling his erection against me as he whispered in my ear. I start to cry. I see the joy my pain and anguish cause him in his eyes. he’s starting to get hard again. I think we are alone here I don't hear the others. I look to his hands and I see a collar with a leash. He walks over to the bed I am bound to and takes the bar away collaring me before he unties my arms and legs. I feel dirty, grimy and a little turned on. he tells me if I'm a good girl everything will be ok. I don't believe him but what choice do I have but to listen? I'm led to a bathroom and I am allowed to use it, I am thankful. He tells me I'm a dirty slut and need to be cleaned, turns on the shower. He pulls me into it with the leash and ties it to the bar in the shower. he undresses and he is fully erect again. I'm scared. He gets in and starts washing my hair, he washes my body. The hot water hurts everything. everything feels bruised raw and inflamed. He is enjoying it. When he is finished washing me and I think he’s going to let me out he bends me over and fucks my ass again. I cry from the pain. he smacks my ass and grabs my throat fucking me full force until he comes in my ass and laughs. he tells me I am his toy; his slut and he will fuck me when he wants and will let his friends abuse me any time, he wants to share me. I am defeated. he rewashes my ass and drags me back to the room where he puts me on my stomach tying me back to the bed. Once more my arms are tied to my legs so that I am in a bent over position, I’ve been here for a few hours. I don’t know what time it is my pillow is wet with tears. I’m starving and Thirsty. He must be at work because I haven’t heard a sound other than my own crying. I try to pull on my restraints seeing if I could loosen them, but I knew there was no hope. Nope tight as ever. I heard voices one, two, three, no four voices all men. I cried and prayed he didn’t want to share me and that he would leave me alone. Again, no luck, damn. The door opened and all four men laughed at my naked exposed body. One of them told me they were going to destroy my ass that he was eleven inches long and at least 4 inches thick. I didn’t know how much more I could take I was exhausted the adrenaline had abused my body too. I cried so much I couldn’t even cry any more. All I could do is scream as he took my ass and gaped it open. I could hear his grunts and I was disgusted and turned on. I hated myself for it, it was such a primal thing. You see it all the time in nature and what are we but animals? They untied my legs and arms and made me stand. They got out whips and took turns stripping, everywhere…. Nothing was safe, arms, legs, ass, tits. It stung and I squirmed. They laughed when they saw I was wet. They then took my hands and tied them together. I notice a hook on a chain suspended from the ceiling., Fuck. I knew what was coming next, my hands bound together were put on the hook. You know the kind that meat hangs on in a slaughterhouse. It just reminded me I was only a piece of meat to these men who were going to take their turns raping every hole in my body until I either died or they got bored. I prayed it was the latter but wasn’t sure if I wanted to live through this. The biggest one lifted me up wrapping my legs around his waist as he put my nipple in his mouth, fuck, I moaned, and I could feel the wetness in my pussy. He grabbed my hair and told me I would not enjoy this and plunged deep and hard into my already dripping pussy. I tried not to like it I really tried and God it hurt so much but it felt so good. Then another one of the men grabbed my hips and rammed his hard cock into my ass. It hurt so much I started crying again. I just knew my asshole was tore up, ripped and bleeding. They took turns fucking my holes until they had all came inside me again and again and again. I came too I didn’t want to, but I did I came all over their dicks again and again and again. I was so ashamed of myself. When they finally finished, I was laid back on the bed. I was broken I couldn’t move. My captor didn’t even bother to tie me back up. He and his beasts had shattered me, and he had saw that in my eyes, I wasn’t going anywhere, and he knew it. He looked at me staring up at the ceiling at the hook where I had just been hanging, where I had been broken officially, where the fight had left me. He laughed at me. Enjoying the fact that he had killed my spirit. The next day I was awoken before dawn and raped again I just hung on that hook limp unable to do anything. Every part of me had been violated. When they were done, they took me down from the hook put me on my knees and jacked off until they came all over me. I was covered in cum from, this time, eight grown men. They put the blindfold back on me and drug me outside throwing me in the van. While one drove the rest kept raping me I was so numb I couldn’t feel it anymore I was an object nothing more than a receptacle for them to cum in. we stopped finally and I was dumped out of the van on to the ground. I was naked covered in and filled with cum. I was ashamed, bound, broken, blindfolded and lying on the ground.
Hopeless
I don’t know how long I laid there on the ground. I know it had started to rain. It was dark, the rain should have been cold, but I couldn’t feel it. It was utterly numb… My body was sore, I was sure my pussy and ass were damaged, but I couldn’t feel anything. I couldn’t even cry anymore, they had won. They had broken me, killed who I was, and I had to live with it. It wasn’t fair, I should have died. It would have been easier. I finally got up off the ground and looked around to see where I was. At least they had dropped me close to my car. I was still naked, and the street was empty. I made my way to my car and could feel every bit of abuse I had endured, my body sore and aching. I winced as I slid into the driver’s seat of my car, my ass raw and hurting. My internal organs even hurt. I looked in the back seat remembering I had at least a hoodie or something. I grabbed it and slid it over my bruised body, and I drove home. Luckily my hoodie was long enough to cover me. I walked inside and broke down. I cried and cried. I went to my bathroom and looked in the mirror the image was rough. Hair knotted and tangled dirt from laying on the ground smeared on my face tear streaks down my face. It was unsightly yet some how it made my pussy tingle. I was shocked at my reaction. I tuned to my shower and set the water. I made it hot I wanted it to burn my skin. A tear ran down my face as I stepped into the burning hot water. I scrubbed and scrubbed my skin trying to feel clean, but I couldn’t and if I was being honest with myself, I didn’t want to. I started thinking about what had happened to me and I got aroused. My nipples hardened, my pussy tightened, and I got wet. My hand went down to my already aching pussy and started to rub my clit my back arched. My lips parted and I moaned. I made quick work of it and got my self off. Ashamed of how I was feeling. I walked naked and wet to my room and laid in my bed. I had dreams; I would have called them nightmares except they didn’t feel that way. I woke up breathing hard and back arching and my pussy soaked. I dreamed of all the things they did to me all the abuse and violation. I wanted it again it felt so wrong, but I wanted it. I felt hopeless. I got up and go dressed and thought well now my life has to go on like this never happened. I went to work and went about my day. After I got dressed in the sluttiest clothes I had and went to the bars and clubs, I left my drinks unattended and danced provocatively. I did everything I could think of everything they tell you not to do. What was wrong with me? I went home wasted and got into my bed passing out almost immediately. I jumped my heart was racing and my head was spinning. Then I heard something. Rustling, like someone moving around the house, it must have been what woke me up in the first place. I began to sweat as I laid there and listened to what sounded like more than one person in my home. I was laying on my stomach hoping they’d just take what they wanted and leave. I didn’t have much in the way of valuable possessions, but I was hoping my T.V and laptop would be enough to satisfy. Oh, how wrong I was. I could hear them at my door. Three sets of shadows beneath my door. Suddenly the door burst open and I was pounced on. There was a knee in the middle of my back as someone grabbed my arms forcing them behind my back and tied together. I screamed this got my face shoved into the mattress until they could take my panties off and shove them in my mouth to gag me. Was this the same man? Was he really back to hurt me more with his little group of friends? Or was this an entirely different group of people? Now that I had been raped was there a sign on my door, on my forehead that told people “Hey she likes this, this girl is for raping”? Is this what was happening? And then I smelled it. It was his cologne mixed with the sweat and pheromones. I instantly got wet. One of them noticed and laughed calling me a slut and how it wasn’t rape if it makes me wet. This made me even wetter. He bent down and whispered I was daddy’s good little slut and I was going to enjoy this. I found my tears again mostly because I was enjoying it. What is wrong with me? I moan a little as he entered my body, ass raising slightly to meet him. He must have told the others they were not to touch me because the others did not come close to me. One did have a camera filming it. He instructed one of them to take the gag out of my mouth I guess I could be trusted not to scream because my body was responding with betrayal. My back arching, my pussy dripping my hips flexing to meet him with each stroke. I wanted to give in to just give in. So, I did. I moaned out in pleasure and urged him to go harder and faster. I asked him so to spank my ass and he did so with pleasure. I started feeling the pain I mean really feeling it. How it made my body feel how it made me want more. How the more pain he gave me, slap to the ass, yank on the hair a hand around my throat. Everything he did urged me toward my climax. Call me daddy slut. He said as he pounded me harder. Yes, daddy I yelled out. That’s my good girl he said to me as put his hand on my shoulder thrusting harder. Cum for me he said. And I did I came hard and fast with a loud moan and my body shaking. This must have sent him into climax because he came with me.