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Sharon and Diane
by Dyane (dyanesbush@hotmail.com)

***

We get together for drinks and meet six men we didn't 
want to meet. (M+/MF, nc, rp, tor, oral, anal, bd, 
huml)

***

My best friend, Sharon, and I were standing in front of 
our favorite restaurant waiting for a cab. We'd enjoyed 
an excellent meal, and chatting over drinks. We didn't 
pay much attention, when a van pulled up in front of 
us. We should have.

The side doors opened, and before we knew it, we were 
in the van and it was speeding away. The two men 
holding us, covered our mouths with their hand, 
muffling our screams. While two others blindfolded us, 
they told us we wouldn't see tomorrow if we didn't stop 
screaming and kicking. When we settled down, they tied 
our ankles and wrists, and forced ball gags into our 
mouths. We were helpless and at their mercy.

The two men let go of us, and all four began cutting 
our clothes off. When I screamed, through the ball gag, 
one slapped my face and told me to shut-up or the next 
one would really hurt. Considering how much that one 
hurt, I shut-up. They moved fast. I was already nude 
when I decided to be quiet. I felt defenseless, 
vulnerable, humiliated, and most of all, scared. These 
men were not going to make love to me, or fuck me. They 
were going to use me, and probably abuse me.

Eventually, we arrived at our destination. I don't know 
how long it took to get there, but I know it wasn't 
close to home. They untied our ankles and helped us out 
of the van. A hand grabbed my right tit and guided me 
until my legs touched something that felt like wood. I 
thought it might be a workbench. They untied our wrists 
and told us to bend forward over the bench. 

I heard scraping noises and felt movement in the wood. 
When that stopped, we were told to let our arms hang 
down. There was more movement and I felt the bench rise 
up and support me, off the floor. It wasn't a solid 
bench. There was a small section supporting my 
shoulders, between my arms and my chest. There was 
another, larger, section supporting me from my stomach 
to my hips. My tits were hanging down in the gap 
between them. 

When we were in position, they tied our wrists and 
ankles to something below us, which held us in place. 
My head was pulled back by my hair, while a strap was 
placed on my forehead and secured to something behind 
me. I was laying face down on some type of table, with 
my arms and legs tied, spreadeagle, with my head held 
back and a ball gag in my mouth. Every opening in my 
body was accessible and defenseless.

I sensed movement under me and hands on my tits. Rope 
was wrapped around the base of each tit and tied 
tightly. I was adjusting to the discomfort I felt a 
sharp pain in my right nipple. I screamed through my 
ball gag, unable to get away from what they were doing 
to my tit. I heard Sharon scream when I felt that same 
sharp pain in my left nipple. I was crying now, 
mumbling around my ball gag, begging them to stop and 
let us go. They held my tits as I felt something slide 
through my nipples. They'd pierced our nipples and 
inserted some object through them.

They, either, practiced all this, or were experienced, 
because they hadn't said a word sense telling us to 
bend over.

I sensed them moving out from under me. They moved to 
my pussy. They were done with my tits, at least for 
now. They rubbed some kind of lotion all over my lips, 
around my opening, and in my hole. They knew I would be 
dry, and were preparing me for the next phase of their 
plan. I heard Sharon gasp, as they prepared her. Both 
of us were only whimpering now. Crying was useless, but 
we were still scared.

More movement around us and I felt a cock touch my 
pussy lips and another cock at my mouth. They both 
plunged into me at the same time, with so much force I 
thought they were going to meet in the middle. I 
grunted and groaned has they set up a rhythm, forcing 
me on and off them with each thrust. I was grateful for 
the lotion, because the one in my pussy was not small, 
and he was not gentle. 

My throat was not as lucky. It was getting sore as the 
cock moved back and forth, fucking my face. With my 
head back, it was a straight line from my mouth, down 
my throat, and into my stomach. He didn't reach my 
stomach, but not because he wasn't trying. His hands 
were behind my head, pushing me into him. At least he 
wasn't going to break my neck.

They double fucked me for what felt like five days, but 
was probably five minutes. I felt the one in my throat 
stiffen first, he had more friction. He buried himself 
in my throat and began cumming in my stomach. That put 
his friend over the top and he buried his cock in pussy 
and began to fill my hole with his cum.

When they were finished, they stepped back and were 
replaced by two more. The six men rotated through us 
until they each fucked both holes. Except for groans 
and moans, not a sound was made by any of them. I heard 
them walking away. I guess this rotation was complete, 
time for a break. I lay there, trying to catch my 
breath and relax, while their cum dribbled out of my 
pussy, onto the floor.

I don't know how long their break lasted, but I heard 
them returning. I braced myself for the next round of 
fucking. That's when I felt them applying lotion to my 
ass. My ass was virgin. I screamed through my ball gag, 
begging them not to fuck my ass. Anything but my ass. I 
envied Sharon. She had the nerve to let one of her 
dates fuck her ass, and would able to handle this 
better. I felt better for her, not for me.

I was crying again, when they finished applying lotion 
all around, and in, my ass. I tried to relax but still 
screamed when the plunged into me. It felt like I was 
being fucked with a flagpole. I was sure my ass and 
pussy were no longer separated. My crying and screaming 
didn't bother him. The bastard probably enjoyed it. 

I heard him grunting as he plundered my ass. When he 
finally came in me, it felt like he was cumming in my 
stomach from the other end. At least his cum helped to 
lubricate my battered hole, and ease the pain a little. 
Sharon was doing much better. I guess she didn't have 
enough experience. 

The pain subsided, with each load of cum dumped in my 
the ass. When the last guy finally pulled out of me, I 
can't say it didn't hurt, but it was getting easier to 
handle. I wondered how many times it took to feel good. 
I didn't think I would live that long.

Again, they walked away, another rotation completed. We 
lay next to each other, moaning and crying, while their 
cum dribbled out of our ass onto the floor.

When they returned for the next rotation, I felt them 
at my pussy. My left lip was pulled back and held in 
place. I was just beginning to wonder when I screamed 
from the sharp pain in my stretched lip. I lay there, 
helpless, crying and screaming while they pierced both 
of my pussy lips and inserted rings. It sounded like 
Sharon was receiving the same treatment. I remember 
wondering if our rings matched. Weird, how the mind 
works when it's stressed.

When they finished abusing my pussy, they untied me 
lifted me off the table. My legs wouldn't support me. 
They caught me and held me up while we waited for them 
to release Sharon. I managed to walk when they led me, 
by my nipple rings, to some point about twenty feet 
away. I could feel their cum dribbling out of both 
holes. I know I left a trail a blind man could follow.

They attached straps around my wrists. They must have 
attached to the ceiling because my arms were pulled up 
until I was standing on my toes. They attached more 
straps around my ankles than raised my legs until I was 
hanging from the ceiling in a horizontal position. I 
grunted when they shoved, what felt like a dildo, into 
my pussy, and secured it with straps around my legs. I 
heard Sharon grunt too. She wasn't too far away. I felt 
better even though it didn't make any difference.

They started swinging me, the arc gradually increasing, 
until it felt like the dildo hit something. At the same 
time, I felt something touch my ass. They gave me a 
push back then forward. I heard both of us scream as I 
felt the dildo push against something, while at the 
same time, I felt another dildo push into my ass. The 
dildo left me as I swung back, but reentered me as I 
swung forward. They were making us double fuck 
ourselves with strap on dildos. With one last push, our 
bodies touched with every swing, impaling us on the 
dildos. I felt humiliated.

We were still swinging when I felt something warm and 
wet land on my tits. Then I felt some land on my face. 
They were stroking themselves and cumming on our 
bodies, while they watched us double fuck ourselves. 
The next surprise I got really surprised me. I came. I 
heard them start laughing when they saw start shaking 
and moaning as my orgasm washed over me. I couldn't 
help myself and began moaning, and mumbling for them 
not to stop. I wanted them to keep doing this. I was 
getting confused though. There was more moaning and 
mumbling than I was creating. An echo? It hit me. 
Sharon was cumming too.

Finally, our orgasms subsided and all six came on us. 
They took a break, leaving us hanging there. Another 
rotation complete. What next?

We heard them returning and braced ourselves. They 
lowered us to the floor, and removed the straps and 
ball gags. Again, they guided us by our nipple rings. I 
heard the van doors open, right in front of me. Now 
where are they taking us. To our graves? I was scared 
as I followed orders and got in the van.

We sat, huddled against the wall waiting for the next 
part of their plan. The van stopped, the doors opened, 
and we were tossed out onto, what felt like, grass 
covered dirt. We heard the doors close and the van 
drive away. Were they really gone?

We took our blindfolds off, and looked around, as our 
eyes adjusted. It was dark, we were on the front lawn 
of some house we didn't recognize. We were nude, sore, 
and lost, but we were alive and still together.

We hugged and kissed like long time lovers, not just 
friends.

But that is another story...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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