Into the Russian Mafia

[theman]

Sorry for no tags in the title, but I'm not sure quite where I plan to go with this particular story yet. Also, please excuse any erroneous spellings or weird grammar mistakes because I typed this in notepad. (lol)

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Anna left her small apartment and walked down the loud metal stairs before stepping into the cold Russian morning. She walked briskly to her car, knowing the professor may not let her into class if she was late.

She got in her small, black Japanese car paid for by her father and headed to the university -- her attendence there also paid for by her father.

Her father was a rich and powerful man. At a young age he had become involved with the mafia, and even if he had wanted to, he wouldn't have been able to get out. He made the best of his situation and soon found himself at the top of a local racket. His daughter felt his job was wrong, and she felt deep down inside he felt the same way, but he would be killed if he tried to get out. Also, his 'job,' was paying for Anna to go to get a good education, a rare thing in Russia, especially for a women, and for her living expenses while she did so.

She pulled into the parking lot and could tell she was late by the stillness of the lot, but she saw someone else straggling in as well, so she couldn't be too late. She made it just as the professor was begining his lecture in slow and boring English with a thick Russian accent.

She spoke fluent English and with not much of an accent, but she prefered Russian. English sounded rough and unmelifilous to her.

On Tuesday's Anna only had 2 classes scheduled. On every other day she had a solid day of classes, but some how she ended up with a 5 hour break on Tuesday's, the main part of which she usually spent at home.

She headed to her small flat as usual, glad it was tuesday, and walked up the stairs, her echos clanking behind her as she made it to the 3rd story. She breathed in the fresh, bitter air as she walked down the exposed hall to her apartment. She put her key in the lock and started to turn it, but it wouldn't turn. It was already unlocked?

She thought she must have just forgotten to lock it, but she was positive she wouldn't do that. Still slightly confused, she entered the flat and looked around. Something didn't feel right but she didn't know what. She walked forward a little and stopped thinking. She was positve she hadn't left the door open because she could remember almost forgetting her keys. Just as she thought it, the door to the small coat closet by the front door bolted open and out jumped a heavy set man. She ran towards the door hoping to beat him, and knowing it wouldn't be wise to get trapped in her apartment.

As the man jumped in front of the door easily blocking it, another, smaller man appeared from her living room. He walked over calmly as Anna reached at the knob, scrapping at it like a cat franticly climbing a tree to escape a crazed dog.

The big man stepped back as he looked at the smaller man. She flung open the door, but soon a fine clear mist filled infront of her face causing her to cough. She sucked back in after she coughed, and immedietly she realized it was a mistake.

Anna felt lightheaded all of a sudden, and she saw a pepper spray looking bottle in the small man's bony, sparrow-like hands. Her confused and tired mind couldn't understand why a pepper spray bottle would make her tired. She tried to stay awake, already feeling the big man lifting her over his shoulder, but her eyes dropped and sagged with an unnatural tiredness she had never felt before. She fell into unconsciousness as the man shifted her since she was begining to slide down his shoulder. The smaller man reached in her right front pocket with the help of the big man and grabbed her keys, locking her apartment before the dubios duo headed down the stairs briskly to a black sedan.

The man dumped Anna in the back seat allowing her to laydown flat on her back. Her left arm awkwardly crossed her body, and her right arm flung carelessly down into the floor. The car started and pulled out into the main street from the parking lot.

The men weren't worried about someone having seen them at all. It was the middle of the day, meaning most people were working, and even if someone had seen them, they didn't stop them, and the car's plate was covered.

Thirty minutes from her apartment, Anna woke up and groaned quietly as she rubbed her head confused. She didn't even begin to realize where she was before another, larger translucent cloud filled her face for a second time.

"That'll keep her out for a while." Quick Russian addressed at the large man. They both laughed a little, and the smaller man turned on the radio.

They pulled up to a large, old, two story house about ten minutes later. They got out and enjoyed the luxory of stretching their legs before the big man dragged Anna out of the car, her feet still barely hanging onto the back seat. The smaller man walked over and grabbed her feet before they walked into the house. Everyone else was gone. That was the first time they had been in the house alone, and it felt weird. The duo took the girl to the bedroom in which they were instructed to place her. The big man noticed the doorknob missing from the inside of the room as he left, and realized why he had been told to make sure he closed the door.

Anna woke up and ran her hands through her hair with her eyes still lightly closed. She pulled her hair down over her face, trying to shake the shackles of tiredness. She sat up and realized she was fully clothed. She thought for a moment, and her insides were ran over by a steam roller as she remembered what happened.

"It was clorophorm in the bottle!" It made sense once she wasn't groggy.

She stood up in the nearly pitch black room and looked around, knowing the lightswitch would be near the doorway. She found it and flicked it on. She turned it off, doubting her own sanity, and turned it back on. Was she dreaming? She looked towards the left wall. It was there: a doorway leading to the bathroom. She looked towards the backwall on the right side of the bed. There was a door there too, which she was positive lead into a walk in closet.

She was in her father's house!

She reached for the door knob and reached again when her hand grasped blank air. The door knob had been crudly knocked off and there was an empty socket where the knob should be. She tried jamming her finger in the metal contraption, but she couldn't push the lever back. She looked around the room, and realized it had been stripped. There was the bed with a small, rough looking blanket on it, but the shelves night table were bare. She walked in the bathroom and looked around. There was some toilet paper, but that was it. She looked for anything -- a tooth brush, a loose nail, a coat hanger in the closet, but nothing was to be found anywhere in her newly found prison. She sat on the springy mattress and thought a moment. She couldn't think of a single way out.

She paced nervously to the small window and brushed the curtain away, looking out into the pale, cold moon light wishing she was outside. She thought about jumping out of the window, but she was 20 feet in the air, and even if she didn't suffer some injury by the fall, she was 10 miles from a town where she could seek help. She thought for a moment and realized a ten mile walk most likely wouldn't be as bad as what lie in her near future. She reached up absent mindedly to turn the latch that was half way up the window, but looked down when it didn't turn. A nail had been placed in front of the latch to stop it from moving. They had thought of everything....

She paced anxiously between the window and the end of he bed for a few minutes. She went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet fully clothed with the lid down for a moment. She realized she had to go to the bathroom badly, and she stood up lifting the seat as she did so. She began shaking as she felt exposed and cold when she pulled her pants down and did her business.

She returned to the main bedroom after washing her hands in the piercing, cold water with out even feeling the coldness. Anna layed on the bed with the lights still on and pulled the small blanket over her as she pulled a pillow under her head and another one close to her before curling into a fetal position. Her shaking continued, and she sobbed loudly for hours until the night finally took her into its warm, nocturnal embrace, like a mother pulling a crying child to her bosom.

She glanced at the sunlight streaming through the window, but she knew that wasn't what woke her. The door opened, and a well dressed man stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Did you sleep well?"

She glared at him. "Where my father?" The words were spoken bitterly.

The man laughed a quiet, suttle laugh before answering calmly: "He is in jail."

Anna looked confused. "Two nights back the police caught him and a few of his men while they were exchanging goods with some men downtown."

Anna pulled the blanket farther over her self, feeling exposed again as the man's beady eye's quickly glanced over her body. The man looked like he was about to say something, but turned sharply on his heel and left the room, closing the door behind him self.

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TO BE CONTINUED

[theman]

Once again, I'm working in notepad, so please don't judge my errors too harshly.

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Anna sat on the bed and stared at the wall for what seemed like days. 4 hours? An hour? 20 minutes?

The two men from her apartment bursted in the room, breaking the still silence.

After the men told Anna to follow them, she sat there, still staring at the wall, and her eyes began to water. The smaller man grabbed her by the hair and said, "When we tell you to do something, you do it!" before dragging her off the bed by the hair and leading her towards the door.

Still clutching her hair, the man dragged her awkwardly down the stairs into the the kitchen. She wasn't crazy... It was her dad's house. She recognized the dark, granite counter tops, and the dark stains cabinets.

Anna snapped fully alert and adrenaline shot through her when she felt a cold hand under the back of her shirt. She slapped at the man and tried to get away, scraping at him in the process, but the big man grabbed her arms viciously and held them above her head. She kicked and flailed relentlessly as her shirt was pulled over her head. The big man let go of one of her arms for a moment, and he slapped her in the face hard, leaving a stinging red mark. She stopped kicking. Anna sank inside and felt like she was naked in front of a million people. Her bright red shirt stuck out in the kitchen like a bright red tulip in a feild of suttle daisies. Her shirt was pulled over her head for a moment, blocking her vision except for red material. She tried to put her arms down to cover her breasts, visible enough through her bra to not leave much for one to imagine, but the man's hands held firm.

The shirt was finally wrangled over her head, and the big man grabbed in the middle of her arms and yanked it off before she had a chance to resist. She was burning inside with embarassment, rage, fear, and excitment as the big man held her arms above her head again, and the other man unhooked her bra, slipping it off of her and laying it on the floor next to her shirt. The big man released her arms and grabbed each of her 34D tits and groping them roughly, squeezing them for a moment before leaning forward and sucking on her right nipple for half a second. He leaned back up and turned oddly business like again. The man behind her looked down over her shoulder at her breasts. She felt exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time she felt like a child who had been caught in the middle of some heinous act.

The man in front of her leaned down onto his knee and unbuttoned her pants as the man behind her pinned her arms behind her. Anna went crazy again, and she kneed the man in front of her in the face. He had seen her leg rear back, and she had mainly clipped his arm, but the man behind her hadn't been expecting her to lash out when she jabbed him cruely in the stomach with her elbow. He recoiled back a little, and she tried to run, but the big man regained control quickly as he stood up and grabbed her firmly, one hand on each shoulder, assuring she would be going no where. The other man stood back up straight, and he removed his leaning hand from the table. He re-pinned her arms, and the big man assumed his task.

No words were ever spoken. That bothered Anna... Why wouldn't they threaten her? Tell her what they would do to her if she didn't comply? Did they expect her to comply? She realized as she thought it that she hadn't exactly taken her clothes off for them, and she did try to prevent them, but just their sheer outnumbering and size had defeated her already.

He pulled her pants down to reveal a pair of panties that matched her fiery bra. He pulled her panties down and lifted her feet up one at a time, allowing for the panties and pants to slide under her feet. He added them to the pile of her clothes and walked over to the kitchen sink. He opened a cabinet under it and produced a coil of thin rope. He pulled a pocket knife out of his pocket -- most likely carried at all times -- and set it down with the rop on the counter top.

The smaller man looked at the bigger man dubiously. "Top first." Two simple words, but Anna had no idea what they meant.

The man pushed her back on the table and pinned each of her arms by her head. She was lined up with the table so that her knees were bending over the table. The other man cut a length of rope and approached her. He tied one end of the rope in a look around her left wrist, and then he repeated the process with her other wrist. He tied her ankles to two of the think, ornate table supports.

"Hmmmm." He thought to him self for a moment, before leaving the room for a moment. The small man looked at her hungrily, feeling her breasts with his eyes. His cock twinged. 'Eventually,' he reminded him self. The big man returned with a bright red ball with a strap on each side. Anna was trying to figure out what it was, when the man crammed it in her mouth uncomfortably and tied it around the back of her head. She choked for a moment from having it in her mouth, and to add to it, gravity was pulling on it. She bit down, but the ball didn't budge any. She tried to breathe around the ball for a moment, but she gasped through her nose after figuring out that wouldn't work.

She tried to lean forward, and she found she was able to quite a bit due to the length of rope that had to be used to keep her knees lined up with the bottom of the table, but her abs burned insanely and she quickly leaned back down. Her eyes were wide open, and they exuded terror as she looked franticaly around the room, wondering what fate awaited her.

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To be continued (obviously ;p).

If I write this the way I plan to write it, weeks may pass before I finish it (don't worry; it'll have many, many good parts before it's done), but it will be long and thorough involving many different acts and situations ;p.

[Sternenlied]

Please, take your time!

[sillyjunior2000]

If all of the parts are gonna be as interesting, then please take your time

[theman]

Anna relaxed a little, but remained alert as the two men left the room, leaving her very puzzled. She wondered where they went for a moment, but she didn't have very long to ponder, because the smaller man soon returned, dragging another girl by her hair. Anna leaned up for a moment and looked at the girl. The girl had a plain white t-shirt many sized too large for her. Anna wasn't positive, but it appeared the girl was only covered by the shirt. The room was silent as the man dragged the girl to the table. He pulled some mystery container out of a drawer, and much to Anna's confusion, screwed the lid off and placed it in the microwave. The man watched the microwave as it's hum filled the room, and the sad looking girl looked straight at the ground.

The microwave beeped, and the man set the jar down on the table. He pulled some more stuff out of the drawer, and he set it on the table. "Do it." The girl didn't respond, but she began to move. She nervously picked up the jar as the man walked towards the door. She picked up a small stick thing and grabbed a glob of clear goo from the jar.

Anna felt the warm wax as the other girl smeared it through the hair above her pussy. She was already dreading the pain, knowing how bad it would hurt when the wax ripped all the hair out. The girl smeared wax all over the area above her pussy, making sure to cover all the hair, before pressing two long, thin cloth like strips side by side down onto her hair. Anna had shaved and trimmed a little, but there was still quite of a bit of short hairs prickling up on her. She closed her eyes so hard she could hear the blood pumping in her ears as the girl silently grabbed the strips. A ripped noise sliced the thick air, followed by a shrill scream before it finished. Anna had screamed into the gag as loud as she could when the pain seared through her. Her back arched, and her muscles all tighted as her skin turned red and stung tenderly.

Anna was still breathing heavily, and her tender skin was still painfully stinging as she felt the warm goo on the right side of her pussy, spreading to the inside of her thighs as well. She shaved her thighs regulary when she shaved her her legs, and the area around her pussy was fairly hair free too, but she still braced her self as the woman layed strips down over the wax. Anna's back arched again, and she sreamed violently as the strips were ripped away. When she had bucked, she saw the man standing by the doorway locking over the entire procedure. He stood motionless, watching with cold eyes as Anna was torn at and violated.

The girl stood silently, her arms close to her sides, looking at the ground, as she finished her task for the time being. Anna looked at her for a moment, and they made eye contact for a second. The girl saw pure fear and torment in Anna's eyes, and Anna saw apollogy in the girl's eyes, but behind that she saw the dark, enigmatic shadow that only long periods of suffering could create. Anna looked away after a second of eye contact.

The man walked forward from the door, and untied the ropes. She rolled over upon his request, and he promptly retied her with no resistance. Her tender skin hurt even as it pushed against the table. Every single pored yearned to have it's hair back as it stung and bit at her. The microwave pierced the silence for a moment as the jar was reheated.

Anna felt exposed down to her core as she layed face down, spread eagle on the table, tied to the table legs. Anna squirmed and wiggled as she felt something warm slide between her ass cheeks. She cringed inside as she felt a strip cover the patch of hair on the inside of her left butt cheek. Anna screamed the loudest yet when the girl ripped the strip off of Anna's asshole and surrounding area. Her skin was still stinging as the girl repeated the process on the other side. Anna arched into the air and screamed bloody murder as her hairs were ripped out brutally.

Anna was entirely relaxed as the warm wax was applied to the area between her pussy and asshole. The girl ripped the tape like paper off quickly, and Anna instantly became taut again, arching her bottom and back into an odd triangle as she screamed into the gag.

Anna heard the lid being screwed back on the jar and relaxed.

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Limited on time tonight... Sorry for the briefness.

I'm kind of worried about whether or not the whole severity of the pain was explained well enough.... I would imagine anyone would know what that would feel like, but please, any form of feed back, positive or negative, would be great ;p.

[sillyjunior2000]

Ouchhhhhh - that must have hurt pretty bad and then Anna couldnt scream well coz of the gag. Poor girl

[Nightwish]

I like stories like this...slow with a good storyline.
it's making me hungry for more.

[theman]

Anna heard heavy footsteps as the man from the door walked to the table. He looked down a moment at her bright red, tender skin and ran his hand over her butt, grasping her ass cheek in his left hand for a moment before letting go. The girl who had waxed Anna saw the man's erection bulging in his pants and turned around to walk out of the room.

He realized what she was doing and how she had read him, and it pissed him off. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over to one of the cabinets. She didn't struggle at all; she had been defeated a long time ago. She was facing the wall, and he grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head. Anna, still tied face down to the table, turned her head to the side and looked. The man pushed her lightly on the top of the back after he stripped off her shirt. She leaned down complaintly, pushing her body into the cold, stone counter tops, creating an awkward 90 degree angle with each of her arms like she was some kind of awkward field goal for a demented football game. The cold counter stung the girls face as she pressed it down onto the cold surface. Anna looked on in horror as the man unbuttoned his pants and pulled them, along with his boxers, down to his ankles.

He stroked his already erect cock with his cold hand and enjoyed its warmth for a moment.

Why wasn't she fighting? Nothing at all? She was just going to let him rape her? What was wrong with her? Fight! Anna willed her.

She didn't fight. Anna looked away as the man slid into the girl roughly. She whined a little when he slammed into her but remained soundless otherwise. Slapping noises filled the air, and Anna looked back over at the mismatched couple. The man was groaning, holding her love handles as he pulled him self in and out of the poor girl quickly. The slapping sounds and the man's groans of pleasure crescendoed, and the man's breathing became faster.

The girl's dry pussy hurt from his brutal thrusts and the other millions of brutal thrusts she had endured, but it was pure pleasure to him. Her tight, warm, semi-wet hole wrapped around his cock like a mouth on a lollipop. He slammed in and out of her, pushing onto the cabinet as she rocked back and forth on her tits. He sped up until he reached a speed where if he went any faster he would fall onto the ground from the strain. He kept pumping as he came. His tender cock felt so good as he continued to pump, his warm cum floating around him, but he pulled out of her after a moment and pulled his pants back up and rebuttoned them, putting away his torturous weapon.

The man walked out of the room after leaning down to see his cum dripping out of the girl's pussy. The girl picked her much too large white t-shirt up off of the counter top and headed towards the door.

"Please! Help me!" Anna pleaded. The girl simply said, "I'm sorry. I can't even help my self," in a small tone, sounding like she meant it. The girl wiped a trickling bit of cum off her inner thing with the shirt as she walked out of the room to some unknown location.

Anna layed on the table feeling exposed and vulnerable for what she percieved as hours, but ten minutes later the big man walked in and cut her restraints. She kept laying on the table, feeling warn out and beaten, but she closed her legs. The man grabbed her hair, and he said, "Come on, bitch."

She layed on the bare matress back in the room she had first been dropped in for hours. She was broughten some food -- a turkey sandwich and some chips -- but hunger continued to creep up on her. She was half asleep when she heard deep voices walk by talking with thick eastern Russia accents. Fear shot through her, and she pulled the blanket over her bare body to cover it better. She didn't catch what they were saying, but she would have sworn she heard them say "the girl." She sat there for a moment frightened, thinking they might come in her room, but the wave of fear passed as the heavy foot steps did. Anna looked at the window; it was pitch black -- the kind only the middle of the night can bring. She fell asleep clutching a pillow close to her chest, curled up in the fetal position.

Anna woke up to find food on the end of her bed. She pulled the blanket over her quickly to cover her exposed breasts, but let it fall back down as she realized who ever had brought the food had already seen her anyway.

She thought about the dream she had for a moment and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. She was 11 again, and she was running through a large house in Italy. The air warmed her skin as she walked outside, and the sounds of the bustling city hit her. She looked up at her mom and smiled as they continued their vacation.

She reached down and grabbed the food. It was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich this time.

She sat on the edge of the bed with the blanket in her lap a moment. She left the safety of her blanket -- her one single possession in the entire world at the moment -- and hurried to the bathroom. She closed and locked the door before using the bathroom. She turned the warm water on in the sink and cupped her hands. She slowly dipped her face into the water. She looked up into the mirror to find that she wasn't dreaming some sick perverted nightmare. She looked at her self, and she felt tired.

She layed on the bed bored out of her mind for hours, fearing footsteps each time they approached. She heard a set of footsteps, an occurance that was becoming common, and she was surprised when the door opened. The girl who had waxed Anna walekd into the room, carrying a tray of food with her. "Pleas-" Anna started to plead for her help again, but stopped when she saw a man enter. It was the well dressed man from the first day. The day before? It seemed like much longer.

The man was walked with authority to the bed, allowing him self to look over Anna's exposed breasts. She pulled the blanket over her self, curling up behind it, and he began to speak. "You will be uhhh... needed later. Make sure to take a shower." He reached towards Anna and tried to pull down the blanket. When Anna held the blanket firmly in place, he slapped her hard in the face. She let the blanket fall and he looked at her firm and perky 38D breasts. He was content and left the room.

The girl wearing the white t-shirt looked at Anna painfully and followed him. A few steps from the door he came back, and Anna shrunk inside for a moment. "Towels should be under the sink." He walked off and a boulder was lifted off of Anna's chest. She ate the food and wondered what time it was. It had to be around noon. The sun was bright outside when she walked over to the window, and she had been brought food.

She went into the bathroom and looked at her self in the mirror. She looked weird. Her hair looked dirty, and her face looked sad. She looked messed up, but she found her self wondering and fearing what had made the girl in the t-shirt look as pathetic as she did.

She turned on the water and stuck her hand under it. She turned the hot water on a little more, and stepped into the shower. She shivered as the water hit only part of her, but she stepped under the stream of water. It felt good on her back as she stood there perfectly still for a moment. She saw some soap on a metal shelf type thing under the shower head and lathered her body.

Anna washed the soap off her tits and torso and turned around, allowing the water to flow down the back of her legs. She turned back facing the water and stepped back, letting the water her above her crotch. Her skin was still tender, but she washed it. She put the soap back and grabbed the shampoo that was under it. Once she washed her hair, Anna stepped out of the shower onto a mat. Still dripping, she leaned down and opened the cabinet. She pulled out a towel and dried her self before returning to the bed nude again.

She pulled the blanket over her quickly when the smaller man from her kidnapping came into the room purposfully. He grabbed her arm, and the blanket fell to the floor as she was pulled into the hall. Anna felt odd walking naked through the halls of her father's house.

She was pushed into her father's bedroom, and she wouldn't have recognized it unless she had walked there through the house. There was a bare matress in the back, left corner of the room, and there was a couch a few feet down from it. The couch looked weird because it was in the middle of no where. A three foot gap seperated it from the wall. The weirdest thing in the room by far had to be the two chains hanging down from the ceiling about fifteen feet from the left wall, with another two chains spaced a little more widely behind them. The set of chains farthest from the wall had another set of restraints under it, and Anna already realized what was about to happen. The man closed the door behind him self as he stepped into the room.

The shiny silver chains had leather strips on their ends for restraining wrists or ankles. Anna saw an expensive looking camera in the right corner of the room near the wall she had just entered. She turned around but ran into the man when she tried to go back to the door. He grabbed her arms before she got a chance to struggle and pulled her to the set of chains furthest from the wall. He was fortunately much taller than her 5'10'' frame as he reached up and buckled the straps around her wrists. He spread her legs wide and attached her to the floor. The chains were perfectly sized, holding her arms in an elongated V while her feet touched the ground barely, but firmly while her legs remained widely spread, allowing easy access to her pussy and ass.

She felt exposed as she stood, unable to cover her tits, ass or pussy. She squirmed awkwardly as the man walked out of the room.

Ten minutes later, the man returned followed by a second man. The second man wasn't Russian: he was tan, and tall -- about 6'2''. Anna squirmed embarrassed as he looked at her hungrily. He looked almost like a model, with a pleasant looking face and a muscular, athletic body. He carried an odd looking black leather brief case with him, and he set it down next to the camera before walking over to Anna.

"I'm assuming this is the girl?" He spoke English perfectly. "She's hotter than I expected."

"Hotter?" The Russian thought it was a strange expression.

"Uhh she looks better than I was expecting," The man explained. He looked her up and down, from head to toe, still happy with what she looked like. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes, and she was in good shape. She looked healthy, and he couldn't wait to feel her body.

"Shall we start?" The English man said it casually.

"I was thinking just the same."

The man walked over to the tripod, and picked it up, carrying it to infront of Anna. He flipped out a little screen and powered on the camera.

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I edited this little segment because I realized I would have to ghetto rig part of the story later on if I didn't, and I didn't like the wording of a few parts.

[theman]

The man by the camera walked over to a small bag by where it had been and pulled out a tape before walking back to the tripod and putting the tape into the camera.

"You can begin anytime." A red light spawned from the camera, signifying its active recording.

Anna felt shakey inside. What would this man do? Would he hurt her? She felt ashamed for it to be captured on camera to potentially last forever. Her skin crawled with tiny bumps as she stood spread eagle, fear and apprehension flowing through her rapidly.

"You really are beautiful." He stroked her cheek softly with his strong hand. Anna barely heard him.

Feeling shameful and embarrased, her eyes wondered to the floor, but on the way down she caught sight of his stiff erection, and she looked away quickly, not wanting him to know she had seen it.

The man with the camera realized he was taping a man's back and moved to the side of them, the red light staying on the entire time.

The tall, tan man pulled his shirt over his head. His chest and torso were toned nicely and just as tan as the rest of him. He lived in some tropical spot or he tanned for sure. In her nervous state, Anna deduced that he was most likely from America.

He leaned forward and tried to kiss Anna, but her mouth remained clamped. He ran his hands behind her head and pulled her hair lightly, but her lips still remained tightly closed. He yanked her hair harder, and she opened her mouth.

He pushed him self onto her suspended form as closely as he could and explored her soft, wet, and warm mouth with his. Her breasts pushed against his torso as he continued kissing her, enjoying her body's warmth.

The man stepped back and pulled his pants and underwear down before stepping out of them. The man by the camera motioned to him, and he through his clothes away onto the bare bed. Anna couldn't help but look at what was about to become her tormentor. His cock was 8, maybe 8 and a half inches long, and it was quite thick. She knew it was going to hurt, especially the way she was suspended in the air and had no control over him or his thrusts at all. The man's cock pushed into Anna's stomach as he pushed him self into her warmth again. The cameraman man snapped the camera off the tripod and moved forward towards the couple. Anna felt nervous and tried to look behind her self as the cameraman walked behind her, but the man kissing her held her lips on his.

He pulled away from her face and positioned his cock at her pussy lips. The cameraman was crouched down on the ground with the camera pointing up at her pussy, ready to capture the following moments. The man started moving slowly forward and up, and Anna felt his cock slide inside her. She let out a groan of pain, but he just smiled.

She wasn't a virgin, but it still hurt as he finished sliding inside of her warm, almost dry hole. He stood still for a moment as he pulled his body back next to Anna's, pushing him self into her breasts again. The cameraman zoomed in on the image of his cock in her pussy up to its balls. The camera stayed at the same view as the man slowly slid out and then back into her, letting out a groan full of pleasure as he slid into the tight, wet, tugging place. His hands moved to her shoulders, craddling her in strange ninety degree angle hooks with each hand clamped on a shoulder. He pumped in and out of her for a moment with the camera still watching closely.

The camcorder captured everything. It captured Anna's groans of pain; the man's groans of extasy as he pushed in and out of Anna, causing so much pain. It captured every curve and detail of Anna's bald pussy and asshole, and the man's shaved cock and balls.

Time dragged by for Anna, but for the man fucking her, time seemed like a tenth of its usual duration. The cameraman patiently watched, already fantasizing what he would do to her tight body, his hard cock throbbing. He craved for his favorite fuck toy, Maria, the girl who had waxed Anna, but maybe he would try out the new girl.

The man's robotic and monotonous humping motions began to quicken, and Anna could feel his cock starting to pulsate. She began swinging slightly as he humped in and out of her quickly, no longer holding her.

"Where should I cum?" He asked the cameraman.

"In her." He thought it would make a good shot, even though it would have to be attented to later. Anna heard the words and squeamed inside. She hated cum, especially on or in her. It felt so slimy and degrading.

He grunted and breathed heavily before his cock began spasming. He shot deep into her and grunted loudly as his tender cock continued sliding against her wonderful walls. He shot warm, sticky cum into her six or seven times before standing still, enjoying the mess he had made in her for a moment. He pulled out of her, and stepped back. The red light on the camera clicked off, and the camera man stood after filming the cum that was dripping out of Anna's pussy for a moment.

Anna felt exposed, violated, and scared as the men talked to each other.

The cameraman: "That was a perfect shot of her pussy."

"Yeah, it felt pretty fucking good, too."

He stood still naked, and eventually the cameraman asked, "You want to go again?"

Anna froze with apprehension. He had drained him self in her, and she hoped he was done -- worn out.

"Hell yeah! How should I do it this time?"

The man felt kind of awkward standing naked infront of the cameraman and not doing anything.

The cameraman thought a moment. "You can get hard again quickly?"

"For this fine bitch, I can get hard anytime."

Anna wondered what horrible things the man was thinking. It seemed like forever before the man finally spoke, revealing what lewd act Anna would have to participate in next.

[theman]

"Perhaps I should get a shot of her tits flopping as you fuck her like a toy?" He said it cruely, but casually, while stepping forward to Anna and releasing her shackles, feet first and then her wrists. She rubbed her wrists and then hunched over, covering her self as best as she could.

"There's no reason to be shy!" The man reverted back to Russian. Anna looked at the floor and shook violently as she was led to the bare matress.

The naked man followed Anna like a magnet on a refridgerator.

The camera man switched back to English. "Fuck her in the pussy with her facing up."

The cameraman went to grab the camera, and the other man sat down on the edge of the bed. He pulled Anna into her lap and kissed her neck. She sat perfectly still, dreading the moment when his thick cock would violate her again.

The camera was positioned a bit back from Anna and the man and was higher in the air than the couple so it could capture Anna's full body.

The man stopped kissing Anna's neck, "I'm Mike by the way." She thought it was odd that he would tell her his name, but she didn't have time to think about it before Mike layed back on the bed pulling Anna down with him. "You might see me a lot, so I figure we might as well get to... know each other." He hissed the explanation into her ear, and his warth breath filled her ear.

Anna weighed her chances. She could run, but there were two men, both much stronger than her, in her way, one of which was right beside her.... She ached inside to run, but the man layed back on the bed before she got a chance. He pulled her on top of him with her tits exposed to the air, and the red light on the camera started again. Anna felt the man's mushroom-cockhead at her pussyslit and cringed. He reached around and grabbed her left tit with his left hand. Anna felt him push in, holding his cock with his right hand. Her face contorted with shame and fear as he began to pump in and out of her, his cum from earlier acting as a lubricant.

Mike's hands migrated to her stomach, and Anna's voluptuous tits started to jiggle freely, bouncing up and down like excited children on Christmas morning.

Mike's right hand moved down to Anna's shaven cunt, and his index finger began rubbing her clit. It felt as if he was rubbing her arm. Anna's mind was dead, and she couldn't feel the pleasure her clit usually provided.

The camera captured the odd slapping noises of Anna's skin on Mike's as he pushed against her, gyrating his thighs up and down into the air, his cock sliding in and out accordingly. Her tight hole pulsed around Mike's meaty cock, proving extasy-like pleasure to his man-organ. Anna's skin warmed Mike's chest and stomach, and her hair fluttered lightly around his face. Anna could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck, and she could easily hear his gutteral growls of pleasure which were in-synch with his thrusting deep inside her cunt.

His breathing became shorter and more punctuated against Anna's ear. His thrusts followed suit, becoming more rapid and shallower. He slowed him self down and pushed all the way into her before sliding out slowly, getting into a new rhythm. The cameraman was stroking his hard cock through his pants as he watched the spectacle, Anna's tits bouncing freely as Mike pushed in and out of her cunt, her legs spread wide over his, exposing her nicely.

"Should I cum in her?" His rough voice broke the moaning silence. He kept pumping as he asked it, but he needed an answer urgently.

The cameraman nodded his head silently, and the man cotinued, his pants now loud and heavy. "Oh... Oh!... Fuck!" His cock starting convulsing, but he continued pumping in and out almost high from the feelings of extasy. He kept pumping, continuing to shout out vulgar praises for a moment before he let his cock fall out of her. The cameraman zoomed in on her cunt to show the fresh cum venturing out onto her inner thighs timidly.

[Sternenlied]

A very enjoyable story so far!
Keep it coming!

[theman]

The man who had raped Anna got up and looked at his cum dripping out of her before getting dressed, exchanging a few words with the cameraman and leaving.

The cameraman looked at Anna who was huddled up trying to cover her self. He stroked his cock and thought for a moment.

"Where's Maria..." He said it barely audible thinking to himself. Anna wondered who Maria was not knowing she was the girl who had waxed her. She was relieved because he was after someone besides her. Still naked, he grabbed Anna by the arm and led her roughly to her room.

The man looked around the house for Maria and found her in the kitchen washing dishes wearing her usual white shirt. She heard him enter the door and glanced over her shoulder. She spotted his huge erection through his pants and froze with her hand on a dish. She set the dish down in the sink nervously as he walked up behind her pressing close against her forcing her into the side of the counter top. He reached around her and turned the warm water off. She looked down into the sink imagining her self anywhere but there. The man pulled her white shirt over her head like he had so many times before and ran his hands all over her nubile body stopping especially on her large breasts to tease her nipples while his huge cock poked into her back intrusively.

He led her to the wooden table and leaned her over it face down so that her ass barely hung over it and her feet barely skipped along the wooden floor. He took off his shirt and pulled his pants and underwear down before putting his clothes on the nearby counter top. He enjoyed stroking his cock in the cold air, but was eager to fuck Maria.

Maria felt his cold cock slide in her warm, dry hole, grabbing at her internal skin and stretching it as he thrusted. He slid in and out rapidly for a moment moaning with his hands on the table pumping in and out rapidly causing the table to make sharp, shrieking noises as it scooted around. Maria felt the man stop as she felt like someone was watching her. She looked towards the doorway and saw the leader man in his high thread count shirt and expensive looking pants. He laughed and shook his head a little before continuing on already planning what he would do to her later.

The man slid out of Maria, but she knew he wasn't done. He leaned down, stroking his cock, and licked Maria's pussy. He partially stood back up and her muscles tightened all through her body as his dry finger slid in her ass hole. He spit on it a few times and pushed the spit in with his finger. Maria thought it was nasty to touch someone's asshole, but this man loved it, even licking it sometimes when he orally raped her licking all around her pussy and asshole vigorously. She felt two fingers slide into her super-tight hole roughly, and she knew what was next. The fingers slid back out and caressed her pussy briefly while the man stroked him self. He grabbed his large cock with his right hand and place the head against Maria's asshole, starting to lean forward into her.

Maria cringed and fought the pain. She remembered the first time she had been ass fucked every time someone went in her ass. She had been new to the whole mafia thing, recently abducted while she was walking home from a bar late one night. Two guys had walked up to her and began to hit on her relentlessly. Finally getting tired of them, she told them to fuck off hoping to get the point across. One of the guys punched her in the face, and in a daze they carried her to a black, waiting car. She woke up tied to a table face down similar to how she was now as the man continued to inch inside of her, moaning in pleasure and effort.

She woke up hazy, her ass still stinging from when one of the two men had hit her to wake her. She sat perfectly still paralyzed with fear as the man fingered her roughly, pushing his fingers as deep inside of her as he could. The other man walked around to the side and groped her breasts under her remarking on how amazing they were the entire time. She began struggling when the men untied her, but they quelled the squalor by punching her in the stomach, winding her. Still trying to catch her breath, she was forced to her knees on a hard wood floor. The room was dark, and she stared into the shadows as the man grabbed a clump of hair on the back of her head and held her face to his bulging cock. The other man grabbed her around the hips and lifted her up off the ground so she was bent over into an L. She felt his cock at her entrance for a moment before he slid into her, continuing to hold her hips. She gagged and coughed struggling for air as the man face fucking her forced him self far inside of her. He ignored her pleas and gripped her hair tighter continuing to hold her head still as he pumped in and out of her warm, moist mouth. She felt his cock slide into her throat, and she coughed up spit on the edge of throwing up. He laid back for a moment letting her settle down before continuing the oral massacre.

She felt something warm and thick slide into her dry pussy pulling her skin with it and causing her to cry out into the other man's cock with pain. The man moaned as the vibrations from her screaming felt good. The man behind her continued to partially support her as he fucked her ever quickening his pace. The men came at the same time. After being warned she was to swallow the cum or suffer consequences, the man in her mouth began pumping faster causing her to gag. The man behind her grabbed her tighter and began slapping into her harder. The men's cocks began to pulse in rhythm as they both came, emptying their huge, gooey loads into her mouth and pussy. The slimy substance stuck in her throat like snot as she tried to swallow it away knowing better than to spit it out. The man in her pussy moaned and groaned as he came deep inside her, letting his cock rest in her for a moment.

The man behind her now was quenching his cock's hunger as he slide in and out of her ridiculously tight anus. He was panting loudly, but Maria didn't hear it as her mind wandered back to bad memories of how she had gotten in her current position.

The men bound her arms behind her back and legs at the ankles leaving her on side to try to sleep. Her limbs quickly fell asleep feeling like needles, and she layed awake sobbing in self pity wondering what would happen to her. She finally fell asleep at about 5AM, but only slept a few hours before being woken up by having her nipple pinched. She screamed bloody murder when she woke up mainly from remembering where she was, but the stinging pain also contributed. The man who had pinched her was one of the two men from the night before, but his partner wasn't with him. He untied her legs but left her arms tied behind her back. He picked her up off the ground in his strong arms and set her face down on a couch a in a different room. The couch was ugly with weird flower designs, and it looked out of place in the dark musty room, but Maria didn't notice. She was too busy thinking of what was going to happen, already picturing the man's cock in her. He had been the man who had face fucked her, and her throat still reminded her of him stinging and feeling dry where the cum had sat refusing to be swallowed easily. She had eventually gotten all the cum out by spitting what she could and then swallowing until her mouth was painfully dry.

Maria sat with her face in the couch cushion and her knees on the thin carpet as the man disappeared from her peripheral vision. He came back quickly and undressed, his cock already cock hard. She squirmed and fell to the ground refusing to support her self when his finger slid deep into her virgin asshole coated by cold lube. He clumped three fingers together and crammed them into her impossibly tight ass causing her to cry out slightly in pain as he inched up to the knuckles. He leaned down farther and lined his cock up to her asshole after pushing lube into it and lubing up his dick. Anna screamed so loud her lungs felt warm pangs as he pushed his cock head inside of her, stretching her hole and causing blood to appear. He pushed deeper, and she screamed even louder. He fed off of her antagonized screams as he rested entirely inside of her now. Blood dripped down the inside of her thigh, and she could feel it inside of her asshole, but the man didn't show mercy as he slid almost out of her before pushing back into her immensely tight hole. Her warm, scarlet blood acted as lube as he began pumping in and out similar to what the man was doing to her now.

The man in her at the moment continued pounding for a moment until his cock began to convulse. He continued humping like a horny rabbit as he came, but eventually he crumpled down on the table supporting him self on each side of the table light headed. He walked around the table stroking his cock timidly as he approached Maria's face. He put one leg up on the table and sat on the table awkwardly with his leg draped over Maria's back. She was still remembering, reliving the pain, as he pushed his soiled cock into her mouth.

In the dark, quiet room Maria had screamed until she was horse as the man fucked her ass screaming things like, "Yeah!!! You fucking take it up the ass you tight stupid whore!" under his heavy breath as he pumped.

The strokes became quicker and erratic as the man's breath quickened even further. He screamed delightful insults as he shot into her.

"Take my cum in your ass you stupid bitch!!! Yeahhhh!!!! Ohhhh my Goddddddd," He moaned as he came shooting his white liquid into her red blood deep inside her tabooed chute. He pulled his half limp cock out of her ass and walked away. Maria had crumpled up on the floor and cried with her hand on her bloody ass hole still trying to comprehend the immense pain and how he had been able to derive pleasure from it.

The same man pushed her back on the table so that he could lay down on it as he positioned her face over his nasty cock. He grabbed a clump of her hair and guided her head down on him self. He quickly had her in a bobbing pattern on his hard cock. It took him longer to cum since he just had despite feeling all the pleasure that would usually make him cum. He finally came and she swallowed it easily, having swallowed many times since her first night.

He got off the table and quickly pulled on his clothes before leaving the room. Maria slid on her shirt, still feeling the usual feeling she felt -- exposed and vulnerable -- as she resumed washing dishes. She drank water straight for the faucet to wash the nasty cum down and her own ass out of her mouth.

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More to come! Glad to hear people are enjoying this story! I love feedback! lol

[theman]

Anna sat on her bed curled up in a ball, limbs tucked closely to her warm body. She felt like she should be crying; she felt like she should feel some kind of emotion: fear, hatred, anger, pain, sorrow, submission -- but there was nothing. She layed on her side curled up for a long time thinking about school and her friends. She was a fairly quiet person, but she still had a fairly large ring of friends. When would they notice her absense? Would they contact the police? Even if the police did look for her, where in the world was she, and how would they have even the slightest idea where she was? She kept thinking about how desperate her situation was and a deep sinking feeling invaded her numbess turning her stomach upside down.

Anna felt the man's sticky cum around her legs and pussy and she stood up dropping the blanket that had covered her. She walked into the bathroom and closed and locked the door behind her. She turned on the water, and she got it nice and warm before she stepped into it. She remembered hearing some where that it was a bad idea to take a shower after being raped, but she knew she wouldn't escape for a long time, if ever. She cleaned away the cum as best she could and then scrubbed her body. She still felt the sticky cum even though it was gone, and she eventually had to get out of the shower when the water turned cold. She cleaned off the rest of the soap in the freezing cold water before she got out of the shower and got a towel from under the sink. She looked in the mirror noting how she looked skinnier and tired despite the ample sleep she had been getting.

Still holding the damp towel, Anna layed on the bed sideways curled up in a ball. The lights were on and bright but she closed her eyes after pulling the towel over her exposed feet. She thought about her dad and her child hood. She thought about her mother wondering if she was looking down on her daughter from heaven and crying for her. Anna's eyes watered, and she could feel her face tighten, but she wouldn't let her self cry. She huddled closer to her self as a few tears flowed smoothly down the side of her head into her hair. She got up and walked to the window holding the blanket wrapped tightly around her.

The shade made a small metalic sound as she bent it down with her finger to peer outside into the black night. She had been expecting it to be light. Maybe she fell asleep earlier.

Anna turned around quickly when the door opened. She wrapped the towel tighter around her self. The big man from when she was kidnapped walked in followed by Maria. Maria was carying a plate with two sandwiches and some chips. She sat the food down on the bed and left the room quietly. The man looked at Anna hungrily but simply said, "You'll start working tomorrow, and you'll stay in Maria's room," before leaving.

Anna laid on the bed face down wondering what she would have to do the next day. She eventually fell asleep with her face buried in the pillow after boredom stung at her for hours.

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Maria felt drowzy as sleep took her into its craddle removing her from the fuzzy blanket she was curled up in. She slept softly for a while oblivous to the loud noises of the men playing poker down stairs in the living room, loudly throwing glasses around, scooting chairs, laughing with each other, and having a good time.

"I'd give anything for a good whore right now!" The other men jovially agreed to his bellowing. Little to the man's surprise, a man stood up smiling and saying he would return shortly. It was the smaller man from Anna's kidnapping, Merrick.

Maria continued sleeping as her door creeked open and the man approached her. Her body was covered with goose bumps when the man threw the thick blanket on the floor, but Maria was out of it. He started to grab her arm to take her downstairs, but realized he wanted a turn by him self first. He took his pants off clumisly, senses clouded by the large amounts of alcohol the men had all consumed. It was about 3AM and they had started drinking at around nine. They had dranken shots bravely and laughed loudly talking about random things as they played poker and other card games.

Maria woke up as she felt the man's knee in the back of her thigh. She gave out a muffled cry, but she was face down in the bed so it didn't travel. He crawled up over her and laid down on top of her. Maria felt his rock-hard cock probing her legs and buttocks before it found its mark. She pushed her face into the two pillows she had been sleeping on and flexed every musle in her head as she tried to block out the pain of him entering her ass dry. He laid down flat on her and she smelled the liquor and cigarettes on his stale breath as his face rested next to hers. His cock slowly slid into her ass grabbing and tearing at her dry skin until he finally rested fully in her. He was tired from the alcohol and dark room, but he raised him self up slowly keeping his cock burried deep in her ass before sliding back into her. He grunted and continued this pattern for a long time as Maria continued trying to block out the pain. Her ass felt like it was being stung by wasps over and over again as his large cock rested in her dry, tight hole. His short strokes finally got him to a climax and he came in her ass. He sat up folding his legs under him self and pumped in and out of her a few times before getting off of her and clambering off the bed. Maria heard his belt click as he put his pants back on.

She heard his heavy boots approach the bed, and she quaked inside knowing he was near. Still oblivious to the noises down stairs, Maria tried to hide from his gaze by pushing her face further into the pillow.

"Come. Join the party." He said it quietly in the solitary silence. She died inside and her face became hot as he grabbed her arm and yanked her out of bed. He stripped her white shirt of her head and pulled her downstairs without much of a struggle.

The men looked at her naked body as she entered the room and they all cheered and whistled. She counted the men. Five including the one holding her. One of the men at the table was another one of the house's henchmen, but she hadn't seen the other three before. They had been cheering the loudest.

She was led over to the table and made to sit in the one empty chair.

"Who gets her first?" One of the men questioned.

They argued for a moment and decided who ever won the poker hand would get her first then she would move around the table.

A tall heavily built man -- one of the visitors -- won the hand, and he eyed Maria hungrily.

"Come here... I'm not going to bite." He said it with a sneer, standing up as he said it. He dragged her back to his chair and pulled her down into his lap. He pulled her warm body into his and reached around her groping her tits. His hard cock stuck into Maria's fleshy bottom as she sat on his lap staring down at the table. He stood up causing her to stand awkwardly in front of her as he dropped his pants. The men continued playing poker like nothing out of the usual was happening. For them it wasn't anything unusual.

He sat back down naked from the waist down on the wooden chair and pulled her into his lap again. She could feel her meaty cock pressing into her briefly before he motioned for her to stand up. She thought may she would only have to suck him off, but she sank again as he turned her around facing him and got her onto his lap. He held her in his strong arms and after much maneuvering finally got his cock in her pussy. He slid in her dry pussy quickly, and she moaned out in pain. The other men laughed a little and drank as they continued their poker game glancing at her bare back every so often. The man held Maria in place with his legs as he stripped his shirt off. He held Maria close to him pressing her large tits against him self while he pushed her body up and down on his cock while simultaneously humping with his legs as best he could. He groaned in pleasure after a little while as his cock began to tighten with Maria grinding on it quickly, her hips moving forward and away from him. She looked down at his chest urging him to cum and be done already. He shot his hot goo into her pussy and slumped down into the chair with the girl still on his tender cock.

"Whew! She was amazing!" He commented standing up and reclothing him self quickly as his cock shrank.

[theman]

I actually generally write in Notepad++.... It's basically like notepad in the sense that it has no spell checking, syntax checking, or anything fancy like fonts and whatnot, but it lays things out better.

Also, it has syntax highlighting for coding languages and so on which is the main reason I use it (PHP).

I kind of disappeared from the rape-fantasy scene (if you would call it that) for a few weeks, but hopefully I'll be back to writing soon....

[RapeLordUK]

Very hot story theman! Anna and Maria are being used well!

It would be good to read about them being double Vaginally raped and double anally raped too if possible.

[theman]

Hmmm.... that can be arranged... Maybe in the next segment ;p.

[Sternenlied]

Still running very hot, theman!
Still a great story!

[theman]

Bah... rewrote part of it to add more detail and word somethings better, but now it's too long for one post.... Here it is broken into two:

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The man's face was slightly red as he sat down drunkenly, and the man to his right stood up, grabbing Maria's arm, his cock already visibly throbbing.

"Hmmm." The man across the table sounded quite drunk as he spoke up after noting 4 guys would have had their turn before he got her. "I'm going to have to go after 4 others? She'll be full of cum by then, and I'll have passed out!"

The standing man pulled Maria's naked body closer to him self, and addressed the man. "Well, uhhh.... I guess we could share?"

The men around the table all agreed with little thought. With the alcohol they would have fucked anything, and watching Maria naked was driving them all insane.

"Bleh, my hand sucked anyway." One of the men threw his cards in the middle of the table face up and stood. He walked over to a little seating area and moved a coffee table out from infront of a couch. The guy whose turn it had been brought Maria over to the couch, and the other men abandoned their game hobbling drunkely over to the couch. Maria was still sleepy, and quite angry. She had been woken at 4AM to be gang raped.

The men all stripped down naked. They all left their socks on to protect their feet from the cold floor. The five men felt awkward standing around naked, and all converged on Maria at once. The man whose turn had been interupted, Man 1, argued that he should get her pussy since he had given up his turn. He quickly regretted that as another man called her ass, reflecting on how tight he expected it to be. The other man who hadn't fucked her yet walked behind the couch anticipating to orally fuck her.

Man 1, the pussy man, sat down naked on the couch, and pulled Maria down onto himself with her facing downward. Man 2 got behind her exposed asshole and spit on it a few times before grasping his cock and pushing against her hole. His hand brushed Man 1's cock as he aligned him self with Maria's pussy and slowly slid in reveling in the wonderous feelings mutliplied by the alcohol. The man under Maria moved his head to the side as the man behind the couch edged up to it, his cock sticking in Maria's face. She grasped at it tiredly and halfheartedly leaned her head forward opening her mouth in a wide circle. The two left over men, Merrick and some other guy, sat on the couch on the arm rests on either side and watched, slowly stroking their cocks, already imagining them selves fucking Maria.

The man behind the couch grabbed Maria's hair and began sliding her forward and back on his cock. The man under her sat almost still, but she still slid back and forth on his cock due to the two other men's movements.


The men in her pussy and ass could feel each others' throbbing cocks through her thin wall, but neither of them cared much as they continued thrusting.

The man in her ass was a tall man -- about 6'5''. He had a long, 8 inch cock that was large in circumfrence. His cock hurt as he pounded in and out of her, but she only moanded a little with pain, already having trouble breathing from the 7 inch cock crammed into her mouth, now making attempts to go into her throat. The man in her pussy had an average sized cock at just over 6 inches, all though it was a bit round for its length. She barely felt him as the pain in her ass washed over her entire body unable to escape her mouth.

In the man's drunk brain it seemed like a smart enough thing to do, but he felt odd when he pulled out of Maria's ass and pushed his cock against the other man's, driving deep into Maria's pussy. She screamed into the cock in her mouth, and the man moaned, feeling the vibrations.

Man 1 looked a bit confused as the other man's cock slid against his, the large veins on the bottom sliding beside each other, but their cocks and Maria's twat soon became one fleshy mass as the men pounded in and out in rhthym enjoying the emmense tightness two cocks created, how ever awkward it was.

Merrick stroked him self as he watched the spectacle. Maria was groaning in pain from the double vaginal penetration, and the man behind the couch was still yanking her head forward and back, sliding his cock deep into her mouth, his head flung back in bliss.

The man who had been in Maria's ass quickened his pace sending Maria rocking back and forth precariously on the couch as his cock became more tender, finally nearing cumming. He felt more drunk and swerved back and forth as he neared cumming. The man on the bottom of Maria felt the other man's cum swirl around his cock as he watched his face contort in pleasure as he shot his load. He stepped back lightheaded and quickly sat on the arm rest where Merrick had been. The man in Maria's pussy had been set of by the slimey lube provided by the other man. It swirled around deep in Maria's hole and tickled his cock head until he too came deep in her pussy moaning, almost screaming, out loud as he shot.

Merrick was positioning him self at Maria's ass as the other man got up off the arm rest, his spot being taken by the most recently ejaculated man. Merick and the other man stood there awkwardly watching, not wanting to move Maria and ruin the other guy's fun as the man behind the couch leaned his head even farther back and gripped Maria's hair tighter. He came in her mouth, and when she swallowed, the sucking feeling on his cock felt ambrosial. He walked around the couch and sat down on the ground a few feet from Maria's ass, rubbing his cock trying to get hard again.

Merrick resumed positioning but was interupted again as the other man climbed under Maria, climbing to get his legs inbetween her widely spread ones. Maria felt pain all over her body from her vagina being ripped wider and her ass being reamed, but she persevered as Merrick slid in her ass after spitting a little, and the man under her slid into her cunt. She smelled his hair over the alcohol and ciggarettes smell as he pulled her close to him and whispered in her ear.

"You like getting double fucked, don't you?"

Maria wondered why men always asked if she liked what they were doing. Did it make them feel better about what they were doing if they made her say yes? Did they like the degradation it imposed on her? Did they just feel like they should say something?

She felt the soreness creeping in already as Merrick and the man continued pumping in both her holes. The man on the floor watched intently as pink skin slid in and out of pink skin rapidly accompied by much heavy breathing and groans.

The two men on the arm rests walked over to the table where the cards were and grabbed some liquor. Man 1 picked up a dark, half-full bottle of bourbon, and the other man picked up a clear bottle of vodka. They clinked the bottles together and drank straight from them as they watched Maria. Man 2 drank deeply from the bottle, but Man 1 drank only about a shot. Man 2 walked behind the couch and stroked his cock hard with little effort and held his 8 inch tool to Maria's mouth. She leaned forward slightly, hanging her tits in Man 3's face as the man behind the couch grabbed her hair and pushed inside her warm, moist mouth.

Maria's neck was pressed into the edge of the couch as the man behind it pushed her head down and leaned down slightly. He plundged in and out of her mouth as the other men fucked her ass and pussy cruely, moaning in pleasure as Maria groaned in pain.

The man on the floor got up and drank from the bottle of vodka the man fucking Maria's face had drank a large part of. Man 1 was slumped over with his arms on his knees barely balancing on the arm rest. His cock was entirely flacid, and after a moment he crawled backwards off of the arm rest and passed out naked on the floor. The Vodka hit man 3 as he continued fucking Maria's pretty face. He became shakey and offbalace as he slowly slid back and forth. Eventually he came weakly and she swallowed it nearly sending the drunken man over the edge when her mouth vaccumed his tender cock head. The man in her mouth sat in a chair by the couch and curled up sideways before falling asleep.

Merrick's pace quickened, and he continued pumping as his cock convulsed, spurting cum into Maria's sore asshole. The man on the floor was leaning against the couch now, and his eyes were closed. Even without the alcohol, it was nearly 6AM so the men were already tired. Merrick tiredly pulled on his pants and wondered out of the room headed to a bed some where.

Maria felt weird with just one man in there now. There was an awkward 6AM silence broken only by Maria's quiet grunts and the man's moans as he continued slowly sliding in and out of her. She held the back of the couch trying to keep from falling off as he shifted around under her. He was laid back on the couch with his back against the backboard, and he only had to rock his hips to fuck her. She looked at him making eye contact for a moment when he stopped humping.

He motioned for her to get up, and she did so. She started to walk about thinking maybe he was going to pass out too, but he motioned for her to come back after he laid down on the couch holding his hard cock. He thought for a moment. The man grabbed a pillow off the floor and put it behind his head before telling Maria to lay face down ontop of him.

He let his right leg set on the floor spread wide as she climbed on top of him. His face contorted in pain as her knee pressed into his upper thigh as she situated her self, but he remained silent. Maria tried to hold her legs close, but her left leg soon ended up on the floor by the man's right leaving her spread wide. Her right hand was on the top of the couch back, and her left hand was on the floor holding her from falling off the couch.

The man wrapped his left arm around Maria's back pushing her chest into his. Maria was facing down with her head over the man's right shoulder looking to the left. The man was looking straight up enjoying Maria's body heat as he positioned his cock at her pussy, holding it with his right hand. He ran his cock up and down her slit with his hand before finding her pussy and pushing forward with his grounded leg. His right hand found her right ass cheek as it stretched across her back to grab it. Maria sat as still as she could on the man's shifting body as he pumped forward and back into her. She stared blankly across the room, hearing the mans heavy breathing as he labored in and out of her. She let out a painful groan as he slammed forward a few times extra swiftly, pushing down on her body to intensify the javelin thrusts, holding Maria's chest close to his the entire time.

The man grabbed her hair with his right hand and pulled it back causing her to scream. At the same time, he ravished in and out of her pussy swifter than before. He let go of her hair and sat still a moment with his hard cock still resting halfway inside of Maria. Her face was looking straight down into the couch cushion from when he had been yanking her hair. He turned his head sideways, and his warm breath filled Maria's ear as he whispered "fun time" harshly.

He pushed her off of him roughly onto the floor, and a large noise emanted as her back hit the hard floor.

"Get up!" She complied, barely hurt from the floor and stood awkwardly infront of the man as he stood. The man was no longer tired; adrenaline and lust flowed through his veins, being emitted heavily from his cock and balls which urged to be burried somewhere as they twitched impatiently. He stroked them to calm their rancor as he spoke.

"Lay face down on the couch."

Maria did as told. The man grabbed her left ankle and dragged her leg away from her other one, pulling it on the floor remaining mostly straight, slightly bent at the knee as it rested on the ground. The man climbed inbetween her sprawled legs sitting up on his knees causing Maria to shift slightly as the cushion sank down. Maria's head was turned to the left on the pillow, and her eyes were closed. Her left hand held a framing board on the bottom of the couch as it sank near the floor, and her right hand was running along her body crammed between her warm body and the scratchy couch. She sank deep into the couch cushions when the man leaned forward, letting his entire weight push into Maria cruely. He held his butt high in the air for a moment and grabbed his cock with his right hand while holding the left side of the couch near the bottom of the cushion to keep his balance. Maria felt his large cock slide in her pussy as his entire weight slammed down into her again. He grunted, and the couch squeaked its disapproval rapidly as he pumped his pelvis quickly forward and down, back and up pushing his entire cock into Maria and then sliding back until the cock head threatened to fall out. He breathed heavily into Maria's ear as he pumped. His left hand found hers on the underside of the couch resting on a board, and he covered her hand with his. His right hand slid under her body inbetween her arm and the couch and squeezed her tit roughly as he continued to pound in and out of her. Maria was still staring to her left, but her eyes were now open as the man roughly slid in and out of her semi-wet pussy. He stopped his deep strokes on occasion to keep from cumming. He laid still on her with his cock resting all the way inside of her pussy and ran both of his hand under her to play with her tits, squeezing and pulling, grabbing and poking before he would be pumping again after the waves of his orgasm passed.

He continued pumping, and then he sat still as his orgasm approached. Maria felt his cock pulse once, and he moaned but remained entirely still. He waited for a long moment knowing the slightest movement could make him cum. Maria thought about moving slightly to see if he would cum, but he was pinned down under his weight. After a long minute he finally felt the cumming pass although his cock head was still very tender. Maria was wondering what happened as he sat up on his knees and pulled out of her. Did he cum? She didn't feel him cum....

The man stroked his cock and looked down before spitting. Maria felt the spit land on the back of her left butt cheek. He leaned down close to her and spit, this time hitting his mark as the spit hit squarely on Maria's asshole. He spit a few more times, and Maria grabbed the bottom of the couch harder, preparing her self. He manuevered closer, moving forward with small steps of his knees, before Maria felt his cock head at her asshole. He leaned forward back onto her, and she could feel his cock slowly sliding into her dry ass. She sqealed as he finally came to rest entirely inside of her. He pumped in and out of her as he had done earlier execpt this time he went much slower, enjoying the intense tightness, knowing he would cum quickly if he went too fast. He grabbed both of her round tits roughly and squeezed them painfully as he pumped. Maria felt the familiar feeling of her ass being stretched much bigger than it was meant to be. The skin around her asshole hurt as it was strethed out feeling like an Indian burn. Her ass muscles contracted naturally around his cock adding to his pleasure.

He neared cumming and tried his sitting still technique, but her muscles continued to pulse, and he realized it wasn't going to work. He leaned slightly up and began pumping with a renewed vigor as his cock pulsed its pleasure. Maria whined on occasion as his cock slid roughly. He was breathing very rapidly and was sweating slightly despite the pleasant room temperature when he finally came. He squeezed her tits extra hard causing the skin to blanch where he was squeezing as he continued pumping. His eyes closed from the pleasure, and his cock felt unbearabley good as he pumped causing him to moan lowly. Maria felt his hot, slimy cum deep in her ass. He slid back and forth weakly enjoying Maria's ass until the end waiting for his cock to go completely flacid. It stayed hard for a moment due to the continuous feeling, but eventaully shrank. Maria felt weird with cum sitting in her rectum as the man continued to lay heavily ontop of her.

The man turned sideways and pulled Maria sideways too. He bent his legs slightly and rested his head on the pillow as he pulled her close to him, allowing one hand to rest on her tit. She cringed.

The cum started to leak out of her ass, but the man didn't notice as sleep took him. Maria waited until his breathing on the nape of her neck became calmer and more mechanical. She lifted his arm off of her breast and slid off the couch praying he would remain asleep. She entered the room quietly with her ass and pussy already feeling sore. She found her bed and crawled under her blanket with cum still dripping out of her. She fell asleep 2 minutes later at 7:10AM.

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[theman]

Anna woke up to a warm, soft hand on her left shoulder. She was face down on the bed with the blanket covering her lower back. She sat there wondering who it was for a moment in her morning grogginess. She judged it to be around 9AM. It seemed early, but not too early. She pulled the blanket up so it would fully cover her and turned over to see who was actually patient enough to let her wake up before addressing them.

Maria looked terrible. She was wearing her usual just white shirt, and she was standing oddly like she was sore. Anna couldn't tell for sure, but she would have guessed that Maria would have limped when she walked. Dark circles were under her eyes and the usual sadness peered out from far beyond her eyes.

"Are you all right?"

Maria thought it odd that Anna cared. No one ever cared. She looked at Anna like she had asked her what her social security number was.

Maria realized she should say something.

"Ummm, I'm fine.... Rough night."

"Oh..."

Anna trailed off and reached to try and whipe the sleep out of her eyes. The blanket fell and exposed her breasts when she moved her hand. She quickly snatched the blanket back up, but Maria didn't even notice.

"According to the boss, you have to help now."

They looked at each other awkwardly again.

"What do I do?"

"You can just follow me around for today." Anna liked that idea. She didn't like the idea of being around the house alone... She hated to admit it, even to her self, but she rationalized that if she was with Maria, she was less likely to be fucked.

Anna stood up and started to follow Maria after wrapping the blanket around her, but Maria said she should probably leave it. Anna timidly dropped the blanket and followed after her.

She realized they were going to another one of the guest bedrooms.

They walked into a dark room, and Maria walked over to a Queen size bed. She reached under it and pulled a much-too-large white shirt out from under it. Anna saw a few more, but still felt guilty taking it when Maria offered it to her.

Anna slipped it on and felt a little more covered, but her nipples still poked through it, and her skin was still quite visible. Also, it was long, but it still allowed a decent view of her ass and pussy, especially when she was walking around.

"Oh, also, you'll be sleeping in here from now on." Anna looked around. She thought it must be Maria's room.

Anna noticed Maria's limping thinking a little more clearly now, but didn't ask as she led the way to the kitchen.

They passed through the living room where the poker game had been, and Anna froze.

"They? Oh my god!" Maria blushed not quite sure what to say. Anna looked around in shock at the four naked men sprawled out on the ground. "Oh my God! That's horrible!"

"Shhh!" Maria's face turned tense. Anna felt guilty as they left the room for being glad they hadn't decide to wake her as well. Once she thought about it, she had no idea why they didn't wake her. In their eye's she was just another pussy....

Anna imagined 4 guys on one girl not even knowing that Merrick had been there too, and cringed inside. That had to have hurt. She noticed the alcohol as they were leaving the room and imagined all the aweful things they probably did to her.

Maria entered the kitchen like she knew where she was going. She pulled a loaf of bread from a cabinet and grabbed two cups. She retrieved some jelly from the refridgerator and set it on the cabinet before getting a knife and frozen sausage. She put the sausage in the microwave and grabbed a bottle of pills from a drawer. Anna looked at the pills confused.

"Pregnancy pills...."

Maria got water from the sink and took a pill. Anna looked at her oddly still.

She started having crazy thoughts. Maybe if she got pregnant, they wouldn't want her anymore? Maybe they would just let her go! She could get free that way!

Maria looked at her. "Trust me. You want to take them." Maria sounded serious. "I wouldn't put it under them to kill you if you got pregnant."

Anna thought about it. They had basically enslaved her, and they had raped her since day one, not to mention kidnapped her to begin with. Why wouldn't they just kill her if she got pregnant? They had to make her disappear anyway.

Anna got water and took one of the large pills too.

Maria put the pills back and got the sausage from the microwave, putting it on two paper plates.

Anna looked at her for a moment. "So why don't we just run? I mean there's not even anyone here right now!"

"Oh... There's someone around here somewhere... I tried to run once." She turned around and lifted her shirt up to show a scar on the lower bottom left of her back. "That's where they stabbed me when they were punishing me." The scar stuck above her skin a little bit and looked quite nasty.

They picked up the sausage with their hands and ate quietly for a moment before Anna asked where everyone was.

"The boss is probably on business some where, and most of the other people aren't usually here. Merrick is no doubt sleeping off his hang over upstairs, and Igor is lurking somewhere."

Anna ate in silence again, all of her questions answered for the moment, and then she thought of a major one.

"So... What do they want from us? Like why are we here?"

"Ehhhh It sounds terrible outloud..."

Anna looked at her.

"Random things..." Anna gave her a look emploring her to elaborate more.

"We're sometimes party entertainment." She motioned towards the living room, and Anna cringed imaging herself mixed up in the previous night's activities.

"Sometimes they make movies..."

"Oh. yeah -" Anna trailed off realizing she didn't want to talk about it.

"And some times they rent us out."

Anna looked at her like she was crazy, but it wasn't Maria who was crazy. The mafia had been trading women for years. They didn't exactly view women as worth anything. They were just something to be fucked. Just another thing that feels good, like booze or, in their case, violence. As long as there was a demand for women, the Mafia would be willing to sell them.

Anna and Maria threw away their paper plates and put up the jelly after they ate some bread. Anna realized something.

"So... they just let us get food and," she took on a strange voice, "pregnancy pills?"

"Basically, yes."

Anna was wondering what she and Maria were going to do, but she didn't have to wonder long before Maria led the way in a circle to all the bedrooms collecting laundry, making mental notes of whose stuff was whose.

"This is how I got the white shirts," she confided when they were in the hall way, both of them carrying over flowing laundry baskets to the laundry room for the 3rd time, "I didn't like walking around naked... The men loved it...."

She told Anna had she had tried to steal a pair of boxer shorts too, but had been beaten for it, all though they did let her keep the shirts for some reason, and once again Anna felt guilty since she now had one of the shirts Maria had suffered for.

They came to a door, and Maria motioned to be quiet with her fingers to her lips. "Stay here," she whispered cracking the door open slowly. She looked inside and saw what she had expected. Merrick was spread out face down on the bed passed out still, but she still didn't know how easily he could be woken. She saw him and her anus hurt a little. Anna looked inside the door and saw Merrick face down on the bed, realizing Maria didn't want to wake him.

Maria creeped around in his room and bathroom for 30 seconds collecting clothes on the floor. They headed to the laundry room, and they put the clothes in the washing machine in the dryer. They put a new load in the washing machine and took the clean clothes back the the first room they had visited.

Maria thought for a moment trying to think of something to do. She hated that she had to do work, but at the same time, it was her escape. She could remember the first week or so she had been at the house, cooped up in a room bored out of her mind day and night. When she was forced to do simple things like clean then she was elated. Being trapped with her own thoughts for 16 hours a day when she was kidnapped, beaten and repeatedly raped, while fearing being raped again was far from fun. Even still as she cleaned she would be assaulted by some random man who she dare not deny access to her private parts, but she generally just avoided people.

In a weird way, it had become Maria's way of life. She had been there two years -- ever since she was 18. She had never known anything different besides her child hood, and it was with a poor family and an abusive father. Her mother had tried to protect her, but her father just battered her out of the way when it came down to it. Luckily her father had never raped her, but it had come close a few times if she was to reflect back. Maria would have given anything to be free from the confines of the house, but in the same way, she had no where and no one to go to. She probably couldn't find her family, and she wouldn't want to anyway. She had no other relative she knew about, and she had a very meager education. She had no money, and she wouldn't even have a place to live. In her mind, she at least saw certainty at the house even if it was dreadful. She caught her self rationalizing every now and then that she would probably end up a whore on the streets anyway, but when ever she caught her self in those thoughts, she always promptly corrected her self.

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One of the men in the living room woke up and rubbed his head. He felt the cold floor under part of him and a rough rug under his upper body, and he had to think for a minute. He looked around the room and laughed a little. He saw 3 other nude men sleeping happily, and he remembered the night before.

He absentmindedly walked over to his pants and reached in the pocket pulling out a wrist watch. 11:22? He thought for a minute.

'We probably fell asleep around 6.... Damn... I need more sleep.... It was worth it though.'

He started thinking about Maria. He heard her screaming again as he slid his 8inch cock in and out of her ass. He heard her shriek as he slid his cock into her pussy with another guy.

"Wait..." He thought for a moment. "Did I really do that?!" He laughed quietly outloud. "Poor girl... has to be hurting today."

He pictured him self fucking her again and realized he was hard. He wiped some clear precum off his cock head and slipped his clothes on.

He wasn't quite sure what to do.... He was in someone else's home, and everyone he knew was unconscious on the floor. He realized there were 4 naked men in someone's living room, and thought that would be seen as kind of odd too. He thought about waking his friends up, but decided not to. He should've been still sleeping too, but he was used to waking up early. Much earlier than 11:22.

His cock had calmed down, but he was still feeling fiesty.

He was wondering if it would be rude to find Maria when he heard footsteps in the hall not far away. He thought quickly:
Well... It is someone else's house and girl, but then again 5 of us did ream her last night.... Bah fuck it... I'm horny!

He walked towards the hall way and opened the door slowly. He saw Maria walking with an empty clothes basket towards the laundry room. He stepped into the hall, and she darted into the laundry room when she saw him.

Anna ask her what was wrong when she saw Maria, but she just told her to be quiet. There was no use hiding since he had seen her go in the door, but it had been worth a try.

The man walked into the room.

"Yoo-hoo? Anyone here?"

It was a small room, and he had said it jokingly. Maria was 5 feet from him, and on her other side was Anna.

"Ohhh what do we have here?" He walked towards Anna and looked at her body from head to toe.

He looked at Maria. "So who do you think I should fuck?"

She looked at him blankly, and he asked again more viciously.

"Neither of us."

He laughed and asked again.

"Who ever you like more."

"Are you sore this morning?"

Maria tried to kill him with a look.

"Oooohhhh does that look mean your ass hurts? Is your pussy twice as big?" He smiled widely.

He had backed them both into a corner and was running his hands all over both of them.

Anna was shaking wildly wondering who he would choose.

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[RapeLordUK]

Fuck that was a hot story!

Love how they double stuffed that fuckpig like the cunt that she is. Those fucking slags Maria and Anna were well used.

Good reading how the blokes pleasured themselves with the whores.

Thanks m8