~Subject: School Daze 3/? by Dark Side (M+/F,nc,bdsm)
~From: an271049@anon.penet.fi
~Date: Fri, 1 Dec 1995 10:34:03 UTC
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Howdy pardners,
Welcome to master's piece theater. This is the third installment in my
sesitive portrayal of a young woman fighting (and losing to) the forces
of evil. HA HA HA HA ("prince of darkness" laugh). If you're not a fan
of rough, nonconsentual sex, run for cover, cause here it comes. As
always, comments are not only welcome, they're wanted!
School Daze
by Dark Side
Chapter 3: Homework
The next morning was misery. The spanking had left my behind as
one huge bruise. Even the spray from the shower hurt it, and sitting
without a groan of pain was impossible. I convinced my mother to allow
me to stay at h
ome, telling her that I had started to feel badly yesterday. I lay in
bed for a long time after she went to work, tying to figure a way out
of my predicament.
My peace was shattered at about 9:30 when there was a knock at
the door. Looking out, I could see an unfamiliar pickup out front.
Opening the door just a crack, I immediately tried to slam it shut, but
to no avail. Pus
hing the door open were the boys from the bus. They slammed the door
open as if it weighed nothing at all, throwing me across the room and
to the floor.
The five boys crowded through the doorway and walked over to
surround me. The big one grabbed my arms and pulled me to my feet. "We
were worried that you might forget to come to school today and pay us
our money. Jimmy
here even thought that you were avoiding us. You wouldn’t do that,
would you?"
"No...no, I...I’m sick today. I’m just going to stay home today
and bring your money in tomorrow, okay?" I was trembling as the huge
boy held my shoulders. I was trying to think of some other thing to say
to get away fr
om them when the back of the big shirt that I wear to bed was pulled up
in the back.
"Goddamn, guys. Look at her ass. She’s not sick, her ass just
hurts." I tried to pull away but couldn’t as all the boys took a good
long look at my bare buttocks. The leader let go of my shoulders, but
before I could do
anything, I felt his strong hands grip my sore bottom and pull me
against him.
"How about a little kiss, bitch? I mean a good, tongue in my
mouth, want to fuck my brains out, kiss." The hands started to tighten
and the pain was immediately more than I could bear. I grabbed his ugly
face and pulled
it to mine. Shoving my lips to his, I could taste old cigarettes and
food on his breath. When I paused to push down the nausea, his fingers
again started to dig into my damaged skin. My tongue leapt into his
mouth, movi
ng aimlessly inside. Then his tongue pushed its way into my mouth and
started to explore. I almost threw up right there, but somehow held it
back. He kept me at it a long time, until finally, he pinched my behind
with fi
ngers from both hands. Hard. I was still screaming as he stepped back.
"That was good. Now just give us the money and we’ll be on our
way." I was delirious from the pain. "I don’t have it today, but I’ll
get it by tomorrow, I promise. Just let me be today. Please go away."
"Sorry, bitch. You don’t have the money now, we’ll just have to
stay and keep you company." He shoved me away from him. "Now, I think
that it’s time that we saw what you got under the shirt. After all,
from the looks of
things, we’re gonna be pretty close by the end of today, heh bitch?
Come on, strip!" His voice was mean and I knew that there was no way
that I would get out of this right now. Anyway, I thought, after
yesterday, I sho
uld be used to people looking at me. But, I knew that this time would
be worse. They didn’t have time to rape me on the bus yesterday and for
some reason the teachers hadn’t as part of my "lesson". With my mother
working
all day and no one else around to stop them, there was no way that
they would let me keep my virginity.
With five boys watching me, my hands slipped up to the button at
the collar and began to work their way down the front. My chest and
then the tops of my breasts came into view. I stopped when I got to the
bottom, holdin
g my only protection over my sore body. "Come on whore, we want to see
our new toys."
Tears spilled down my cheeks as I opened the shirt and let it
slide to the floor. I closed my eyes, but couldn’t shut out the
comments as they examined the flesh in front of them. "Damn, she’s
fine." "Look at how bruise
d her ass is." "Those tits are just asking for a squeeze." Hands
gripped my arm and turned me around again and again. I could feel the
weight of their stares. Fingers ran over the exposed skin in front of
them. At first
I jumped when the touches found my privates, cupping my breasts and
playing with the tangle of curls between my legs. Then I just stood
there and let the inevitable happen.
A sharp pain on my sore behind brought my eyes open. "Don’t go to
sleep on us, bitch. Tell you what, since you’re so bored, I’ll give you
something to do. Get down on your knees and ask us to let you suck our
cocks." I
was stunned. Even in my private nightmares of what they would do to me,
I never imagined this. I had never even touched a man’s penis before
yesterday, and now I was being forced to beg for five of them!
A foot caught the back of my knee and I fell to the hardwood
floor. Bulging crotches surrounded me. "Please don’t do this. I can’t
do it to all of you, please, I can’t take this." My words and tears
only seemed to excit
e them. An open hand crashed against my cheek. Again. "Beg, whore!"
"Please le...let me s...suck you all." Just saying it made me
feel totally defeated. In my own house these guys could make me do
anything they wanted. I reached out and unzipped the first pair of
pants I found. Inside,
my fingers wrapped around a long, thin penis and pulled it into the
open. The dark red head seemed ready to explode when my pursed lips
touched it. I tried to take it slow so that I wouldn’t be hurt, but the
boy grabbed
my ears and jerked my face into his sweaty crotch.
My eyes bulged as the huge organ slid through my mouth and hit on
the back of my throat. I couldn’t breath and I knew that he didn’t
really care if I lived through this ordeal or not. In a desperate
effort to get him to
cum sooner, I whipped my tongue over the hot surface and cupped his
testicles in one of my hands, something that Mr. Ross had made me do
the second time. In moments, he was holding the back of my head as his
thick sperm
shot into my throat. I didn’t have to taste that first load, but the
ones that followed coated my tongue and lips. I stayed on the floor
until the last one, the leader, spayed his juices all over my face.
Once he had cum, the others, who had been looking through the
house, called us upstairs. They had found my bedroom and were busily
going through my drawers. Soon a huge pile of my bras, panties, and
nightgowns covered
my floor. "These are trash. In fact, Bobby, you run these things down
to the fireplace and get rid of them." As the leader spoke, his arms
were wrapped around mine and his hands were squeezing my breasts. "We
both know t
hat there’s no way you’re gonna get that money tomorrow, is there?" My
eyes tightly shut, I nodded, admitting that, short of endangering both
my mother and myself, there was nothing that I could do stop them. The
hands g
ripped my tender flesh harder as I was led across the room. The leader
laid down on my bed.
"Okay, time to start working, slut. Take off my clothes." As if in a
dream, I stepped forward and reached down to his pants. Soon, he was
naked in front of me. "Get up here on me." I did and he pulled me down
so that I w
as covering his naked flesh with my own. His hands slid over the smooth
skin on my back and then found the globes of my damaged behind. He
squeezed them hard as he whispered in my ear. "Now you get to fuck me.
I want yo
u to sit up and put me inside all by yourself. I want you to keep
thanking me for letting you fuck me while you do it. When you’re doing
that, I’m gonna play with my new toys. Get goin, fuck meat."
Sobbing, I pushed myself upright. I could feel the hard warmth of his
manhood against my slit, throbbing to get in. I raised up on my knees
and reached down to position him at my virgin entrance. "Are you
forgetting some
thing?" My face burned with humiliation. "Thank you for l...letting
me..." I couldn’t say it, I couldn’t thank this boy for raping me. I
found my voice, though, when he reached up and pinched my nipples.
Slowly, as his hands explored every inch of my abused body, I lowered
myself onto his thick pole. The head was barely in when a sharp pain in
my vagina stopped me. "Don’t stop there, bitch." His voice was tight
with rest
rained lust. To make certain that I followed directions, he started to
pinch my already bruised nipples. For a few moments, the pain growing
stronger and stronger in my chest, I paused. Then I took a deep breath
and jerk
ed my hips down.
I screeched as pain from my breasts and vagina merged into one. I
looked down and saw that my hips were resting against his. I had done
it. I was surprised when the pain quickly subsided. "Now, start moving,
NOW!" I coul
d tell that he was close already.
The pain that I had thought was gone came back with a vengeance as I
began to move up and down. Repeating my coerced appreciation over and
over. It felt as if I were scraping the inside of my body with
sandpaper. I could
n’t help but scream. As I did, he squeezed my sore breasts and shoved
his huge penis even further into me. I was beyond being able to scream,
beyond tears. I could only pump there above him with my sex on fire. It
seemed
to go on forever, although in reality he only pumped into me a couple
of times before spraying his cum way up my torn hole.
When he stopped moving, so did I. Exhausted, I collapsed on my
attacker. He stroked my hair and back as he whispered in my ear again,
taking a moment to chew on the lobe. "Not bad for a beginner. But,
before the day is o
ver you’ll be the best in town, maybe the whole state. Now, get your
lazy ass off me and get back to work, my brothers look like they’re
gettin tired of waiting for their turn."
Even as his limp penis slid out of me, the next biggest was grabbing me
off the bed. Suddenly I was on my hands and knees on the floor. One of
the boys was shoving his long, thin member into my bloody hole. A shape
moved
in front of my feverish eyes, another boy was pushing into my mouth. I
barely noticed. What little consciousness I had left was fighting the
agony between my legs. I didn’t even notice when one finished and
another took
his place. Over and over again.
Sometime later, I found myself lying on my back in my bedroom. I was on
my bed and alone. For a second, I had an idea that it was all just a
nightmare. But that vanished when I sat up. Bruises covered the pale
skin betwe
en my neck and knees. They were the worst around my chest and crotch.
My nipples, normally a light pink, were an angry red and purple. As I
moved, pain shot from everywhere. When I was finally standing beside my
bed, I g
lanced down and was shocked by the puddle left on my sheet. It was
pinkish and I knew that it was a mixture of sperm and my own blood.
Somehow, I threw on a bathrobe and struggled down the stairs. It was
late, and my mother would be home soon. They were here, raping and
abusing me, for an entire day! As quickly as I could, I took a shower,
ignoring the
pain as much as I could, changed my sheets, and got back into bed.
Sobbing from the agony in my body and for the loss of my virginity. It
was then that I saw the note on my night table.
Slut,
Thanks for the good time. We better see you in the back of the bus
tomorrow,
or we’ll come looking again and next time, we’ll wait around for mommy
to get
home. Wear a dress, cause we’ll want something easy to get into to get
our day goin.
When she got home, mother found me in bed, with the covers up to my
neck. She said that if I still felt this bad tomorrow, I could stay
home again. But I told her I was sure that I would be okay after a good
night’s sleep.
end