Leah struggled to find a way to escape the men that were searching for her. She was terrified as she slid on the floor of the garage pushing herself underneath the car partially raised on the rack. Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing as Leah tried to be quiet and remain still watching the pairs of booted feet searching for her.

The day started good enough. Leah planned to visit her friends in the next town. It was only an hour away and they were all going out dancing. Leah was excited at the prospect and had dressed in a short, white halter dress. It was summer, and she wanted to be cool. When she first examined herself in the mirror, she was pleased to see that her large, 36D breasts were clearly outlined in the top of the dress, but Leah did not like the panty lines that showed. Because of that, she removed the bikini- laced panties and replaced them with a G-string, white thong.

Leah pulled her long, dark hair into a tight bun on top of her head. She completed her outfit with white 3-inch heeled sandals that secured with a thin ankle strap. Leah applied her makeup a little heavy. After all, she wanted to attract men at the dance so she spent little time sitting and more time dancing. As Leah gazed into the mirror, she could see she looked a little like a whore, but at least an expensive whore. That was the look Leah wanted and she grabbed her small purse and left the house in her small sports car.

Leah was about forty miles out of town when her sports car began to jerk and sputter finally rolling to a stop on the side of the road. She used her cell phone to call Triple A who informed her tow truck would be dispatched. Leah waited about thirty minutes and finally saw the red tow truck top the hill in front of her. Two men got out of the truck just as Leah exited her sports car, one black, and one white. Leah was a bit uncomfortable at the way the men looked at her and tried to make sure her dress was not revealing her too much.

One of the men whistled and commented on what nice piece of equipment, pointing at the car, but clearly staring at Leah's breasts. The men hooked Leah's car up and one of them opened the door of the tow truck for Leah.

Leah looked in disgust and the oily seats and mud-stain floor as she carefully slid into the front seat in her white dress. She was forced into the middle as the two men got in on each side. As they headed down the road, Leah's discomfort increased as the man in the passenger seat who the driver called Stan made no efforts to hide his ogling of her breasts.

The driver, who was a black man was and called Walter. He laughed an apology as his elbow mashed into Leah's right breast while he changed gears. Leah knew his actions were no accident and hoped she could get to the garage, have her car fixed, then leave as quickly as possible.

The ride took about an hour and Walter turned down several side roads. Leah grew fearful and asked how long it would be and Walter just pointed up ahead. Leah could see a large building with six stalls and various cars, new and old sitting around the building.

As they came closer, Leah could see several men a mixture of black and white hanging around the outside of the garage and more inside. Walter pulled Leah's car into the parking lot, and he and Stan exited with Stan holding the door open for Leah. As Leah slid from the car, Stan grabbed her by the arm and escorted her into the garage.

Leah tried to pull away, but Stan held her tight and watched as Walter talked with the other men. Leah's anxiety increased as the other men, at least six, turned, and with evil grins and lusts in their eyes approached her. Leah jerked away from Stan and tried to run from the men. Stan tried to grab her and Leah slipped on the garage floor and fell. That is when she slid under the car and tried to hide.

Leah continued to watch as the booted feet appeared to head to the other side of the garage. Leah held her breath and waited, hoping this would be her opportunity to escape. She began to cry as she saw the each of the large garage doors closed in order effectively trapping her inside. As the last door closed, Leah felt hands on her ankles and screamed as Stan pulled her from under the car. Leah kicked and twisted freeing herself. She quickly got to her feet and ran toward a garage door only to trip over a can and falling. Leah tried to catch herself as she tumbled into a large, tub of black oil.

She fell onto the floor turning the tub over on top of her and covering her in the slippery liquid. Leah was a mess and the men descended upon her trying to grab her. Being covered in oil, Leah's skin was slippery making it difficult for the men to grab her. Leah backed away on her ass sliding across the floor until she was cornered against the garage door.

Stan reached down and grabbed the bun on top of Leah's head and pulled her to a standing position. He slapped her hard across the face knocking her to the floor. Leah's hair fell down to her shoulders and Stan just grabbed another handful and pulled her up again slapping the other side of her face and knocking Leah to the floor again. Leah was sobbing and begging the man not to hurt her again as she was pulled to her feet a third time.

Tears streaked Leah's oil-stained face as Stan stood in front of her with the other men in a semi-circle behind her. Leah could see Walter among the men, but clearly Stan was in charge.

"Strip you bitch," Stan ordered. Shocked and not wanting to be hit again, Leah reached behind her and undid her halter dress. The white dress was like Leah, covered in oil. As the dress fell to the floor, Stan let out a whistle as Leah's white tits came into view. The contrast was so erotic. Leah stood with her face, arms, and legs covered in the black oil and her white tits and the white G-string thong standing out in sharp contrast. Leah put her hands to her breasts to cover them and Stan slapped them away laughing at the oily handprints Leah had left on her tits.

"Please don't hurt me," Leah pleaded as Stan grabbed her hair again and pulled her toward an empty car lift. One of the men raised the lift just above Leah's head. Walter tied Leah's hands together and hooked them over the edge of the lift and nodded to the man operating the Leah. Leah groaned as her arms were pulled upward and her body left the floor of the garage. The man lifted Leah until her toes were just scraping the floor. Leah tried to turn and see her attackers when she felt a hand on her bare ass. It was Stan and her grabbed the waistband of the thin G-string and ripped it from Leah's body. Now Leah was completely naked except for her sandals.

Leah was left alone for a few minutes while the men huddled to plan. Her arms ached as she looked down at her body, now just about completely covered in oil with the exception of her pelvic region. Leah shivered at the thought of the fate that awaited her and tried to think of a way out of this mess.

Leah was brought out of her thoughts quickly by hands grabbing her ankles and removing her shoes. "Please," Leah begged as her legs were stretched out and ropes wrapped around each ankle and secured. Leah hung from the end of the car lift stretched out like an upside down "Y". Leah's fear increased as Stan stood in front of her with an evil grin and two clamps in his hand.

"No, please don't, not that," Leah pleaded as Stan attached the clamps to each of her nipples. She wailed as the pain shot through her breast. She could see that the end of the clamps contained teeth that dug into the tender flesh of her nipples and shut her eyes tightly against the piercing pain.

When Leah opened her eyes again she could see that the clamps were smaller versions of jumper cables used to jump start cars. She watched as Stan walked toward two batteries with the other ends of the clamps. Before Leah could speak she saw Stan just touch the other end of the clamps to the batteries and the jolt of electrical shock course through her breast causing them to swell.

Leah's screams filled the garage as the men all laughed. Just as quickly as the pain started, it stopped leaving Leah sobbing and terrified. Stan laughed and touched the batteries again. Leah jerked and twisted against her bounds as the pain shot through her again. Finally the jolts of electricity stopped and Leah just hung, lifeless against her bonds, sobbing, and mumbling "no more."

"Now that I got your attention," Stan started, "let's understand what we are doing. We're going to let you down messy girl, but only if you behave and doing exactly what we want. If not, you will be hung back up and the clamps attached to your cunt lips. Do you understand?"

Stan pulled Leah's head up by the hair and spat the question at her. Leah just nodded and grimaced as the blood returned to her nipples when Stan removed the clamps. The lift was lower and Leah almost collapsed as she felt her bare feet on the cold garage floor. Stan pushed Leah down to the floor onto her knees and Leah heard the zipper go down. Opening her eyes, Leah's was at eye level with Stan's hard cock. Stan pointed it at Leah's lips and ordered, "You know what to do, messy girl" and Leah opened her mouth and took Stan's cock inside.

Stan reached down and started to smear the oil around Leah's tits as he roughly massaged the firm mounds while he hammered his dick in and out of Leah's throat. Leah tried to swirl her tongue around the cock in her mouth as it with in and out hoping to make her abuser cum quickly and have this ordeal over. Stan was hurting her tits and she could feel the slickness of her breasts as he squeezed and groped her. Stan pulled Leah's head hard into his pubic hair and his cock slid down her throat making it hard for Leah to breath. Leah struggled and panic as she could not draw air, then felt Stan's dick spasm and the hot liquid run down her throat. Leah fought to swallow knowing that if she did not she would choke to death.

As the last drop of seed left his cock, Stan jerked it out and pushed Leah aside yelling "Next" to the men behind her. Leah was forced to suck seven cocks counting Stan's. The last man was Walter who wanted Leah's hands untied. Leah was becoming sick at her stomach due to the voluminous amounts of cum she was forced to swallow. Her face was a sticky, slick mess of cum and oil as most of the men wipe their dicks on her face when finished.

Now Walter stood in front of her waiting her turn. He ordered Leah to grab his dick with her now free hands and put it in her mouth. Leah had been in a daze until she wrapped her hand around Walter's massive organ. She could barely get her small hand around the thick tool. Leah looked at Walter's tool and saw that it must be at least four inches thick and thirteen inches long. Leah struggled to fit Walter's enormous cock into her mouth.

Leah's mouth was stretched so wide that the corners felt as if they were tearing. The men gathered around to watch Walter work his tool into Leah's mouth and down her throat. Leah gagged and tried to escape but Walter held her firmly with his hands entwined in her hair. Leah panicked when she could not breath at all and began to strike Walter on the legs and buttocks with her hands.

The big man just laughed at Leah's feeble attempts to escape and pushed his enormous cock further down her throat. Leah's face was turning deep red and her struggling was almost a token as the last inch of Walter's cock disappeared into her mouth. Leah's eyes were bulging out of her head and she thoughts she was going to lose consciousness just as the big man pulled his tool out enough for her to catch a breath the slammed in back down her throat.

The men gather around could see Walter's dick cause the abused woman's neck to enlarge with each stroke. They admired Walter's ability to let the bitch have a breath just before passing out then shoving his dick back down her throat. It was obvious Walter knew how to force a woman to give him a blowjob, even with a 13-inch long, four-inch thick cock.

After a few minutes Leah grew accustomed to the size of this man's dick and could take small, short breaths. She felt him tense and then fought again as gobs of cum poured down her throat. Leah must have swallowed a dozen times and still some escaped the corners of her mouth and dripped out. Walter pumped a couple of more times for good measure then pulled his cock from Leah's mouth and released her hair. Leah fell onto the floor on her stomach retching and coughing trying to get her breath and clear her head from the lack of oxygen.

"Okay, now let's fuck her," Stan announced.

"Noooooo," Leah screamed as she was rolled over onto her back and her legs pulled into the air. The men quickly tied her hands to Leah's calf effectively pulling her legs toward her chest and raising her ass and cunt into the air. They didn't stop there as they dragged a long chain with a hook, tied a length of rope between her ankles and attached the hook to the rope. Walter cranked a lever that pulled Leah's legs upward causing her to almost be upside down. Only her upper back, shoulders, and head now touched the ground as the men began stripping off their pants.

Leah saw in horror is Stan approached her with the clamps again. "What are you going to do," she yelled at him. Stan gave an evil laugh and opened the clamps and closed them on each of Leah's cunt lips.

"God, they hurt, please take them off, your hurting me," Leah screamed.

"Bitch, you need to beg us to fuck you," Stan replied and as he finished the statement he touched the other end of the clamps to the battery. Leah felt the jolt of electricity travel through her cunt and up into her stomach. She screamed and shook her head violently. Stan stopped and asked Leah what she wanted. She shook her head no and looked intently as Stan touch the clamps to the battery again. Leah bucked up and down against the ropes holding her and beads of sweat started to form on her forehead. Leah felt immediate relief when Stan took the clamps away from the battery and her body just slumped.

"I want to hear you beg," Stan ordered. Leah knew she had no choice. She could not endure another shock so she gave in.

"Please fuck me," Leah mumbled.

"Louder and better than that," Stan demanded and started to touch the battery again.

"No, not again, I'll do it, I'll do it good," Leah begged, "please, all of you, stick your hard dicks in my pussy, fuck me like the whore I am, make my pussy sore, please, please fuck me down." Leah rambled on begging to be fucked and used in the vilest language she could imagine. She would do anything to avoid the shocks.

"Okay, since you begged us," Stan laughed and removed the clamps as the first man worked his cock into Leah's dry hole. Leah grunted as he bent over and pulled on her tits for leverage as if they were reins of a horse.

"This bitch's pussy is so dry she is rubbing me raw," her attacker complained. He finally worked his dick all the way in and holding onto Leah's tits he rocked in and out of her cunt, fucking her furiously. In only a few minutes Leah could feel his tempo increase.

"Please don't cum inside me, I have no protection," Leah pleaded.

"I could give a fuck," the man replied as he slammed deep into Leah's cunt and deposited his seed in several short, quick, strokes. He quickly pulled his dick from Leah's cunt and it was replaced with another. Everyone except Stan and Walter fucked Leah. Leah dreaded Walter worse of all remembering the size of his tool. She faded in and out of consciousness as she was fucked unmerciful by each of the men. Leah's cunt was stretched wide and gaped open leaking cum down into the crack of her ass and dripping onto the floor. Leah suddenly jerked awake with cold water splashed in her face by Stan.

"I want you awake when I fuck you," Stan told her and slid his rod into her well-used cunt. "I can't feel a thing," he complained, "this bitch's pussy has been stretched to wide."

"I can fix that," Walter commented. Leah was concerned about how she would be "fixed" as Walter lower the chain and untied her hands from her legs. Leah opened and closed her hands trying to get some feeling back into them when Walter told Stan to lie on the floor. Stan's hard tool stood straight up and Leah carried over to him and lowered down on his rod.

"This isn't any better," Stan complained.

"Hold the bitch against your chest," Walter directed. Stan pulled Leah down against him smashing her breasts against his chest and wrapping his arms tightly around her back. Leah could hear Walter giving directions but was unsure what was being planned. She could not feel Stan's dick in her cunt, but tried to clinch her vagina together to give him some feeling. Leah felt hands on her asscheeks and her ass was pulled apart revealing her puckered asshole. Leah jumped when she felt the cold, metal tip pushed into her ass.

"I'll have to lube her up a bit first," Walter said and proceeded to pump to shots of axle grease with the grease gun up Leah's ass. Leah suddenly realized what Walter intended to do and struggled weakly against Stan's arms.

"That brought her to life," Stan commented. Leah was too weak to escape as she felt Walter's enormous tool at the entrance to her ass. Leah panicked again fought to free herself with all her strength. The fighting just encouraged Walter and Leah froze as she felt the enormous pressure at her anal ring. Walter pushed hard, but Leah's ass was too tight. Walter increased the pressure and Leah wailed as her anal ring slowly parted and stretched to accommodate his four-inch rod.

"God, noooooooo, your killing me," Leah pleaded and begged but Walter continued to apply pressure sinking about half of his cock into Leah's ass. "Stop, please stop, stop, stop," Leah screamed as Stan laughed and Walter continued to apply more pressure.

"This bitch's ass is so tight she's cutting off the blood flow to my dick," Walter chuckled and the others laughed. "Hold her tight," he told Stan and shoved hard forcing all fourteen inches into Leah's ass. Leah passed out as she felt his balls against her cunt lips. Walter grabbed Leah by the hair and pulled her head up and one of the men threw water in her face to revive her. Leah's screams were loudest they had been as Walter began to slowly withdraw his dick only a couple of inches and slam it back in.

"Someone shut this bitch up," Walter demanded and Leah was silenced with another hard cock shoved into her mouth and partially down her throat. Leah remained very still with all three holes filled she was afraid to move. The man with his dick in her mouth grabbed her hair and began fucking her. "Is she tighter," Walter asked Stan. Stan was busy pumping his cock in and out of Leah's cunt, "It feels great with you tool in her ass she's just as tight as virgin pussy." Everyone laughed and Walter continued to fuck Leah's ass.

Leah resisted passing out again, afraid of what would happen. The pain in her ass was subsiding as she adjusted to Walter's ass-fucking. Leah tried to concentrate on the cock in her mouth and began sucking it hard to get him to cum so she could breath freely again. Leah could now feel Stan's dick in her cunt and she could feel something else also. In this position and filled so full, Stan's cock was rubbing Leah's clit with each stroke.

Leah could not believe that she was becoming aroused and worked even more feverishly at the cock in her mouth. Just as the man in his mouth shot his load, Leah experienced her first orgasm and screamed and moaned in pleasure as she swallowed every drop of his cum. The man pulled his dick from Leah's mouth and Leah reached backed to grab Walter's ass and push him deeper inside her. Stan was fucking her cunt and giving her clit a work out and Leah felt another orgasm building.

"The bitch is getting into this," Walter laughed and started fucking Leah's ass harder.

"Fuck me harder you bastards," Leah screamed, "make me cum again, ahhhhhhh!"

Leah jerked around and bounced frantically up and down on Stan's cunt while Walter continued to slam into her ass. As Leah felt Stan shooting his seed in her and Walter's cock growing, she had her third orgasm. Stan was spent and Walter filled Leah's ass full of his cum while Leah experienced her fourth and most intense orgasm, screaming "fuck me harder," over and over at the two men. Finally Walter collapsed on top of Leah and sandwiched her between him and Stan. Leah had passed out for good.

Leah awoke in her sports car on a deserted road. She was dressed in nothing both a pair of grease-stained coveralls. As she shifted her weight, Leah felt the pain in her ass and cunt. She unzipped the front of the coveralls and saw the dried cum and oil mixed together sticking to her body. Leah's once white dressed was wadded up and lying in the passenger seat with a note.

Leah wept as she read the note: "We took a video of you. What a whore, you fucked and sucked us all night until no one had anything left. Come back anytime, but clean up first." At the bottom of the note was a map leading Leah back to the main road. Leah tried the ignition and her sport car started immediately. "They must have fixed my car," she thought and shifted in her seat again to relieve the pain in her swollen cunt lips. Leah realized she was a mess, but a smile ran across her lips as she remembered the night and the incredible orgasms she experienced. "Maybe it wasn't a bad deal, to have my car fixed," Leah decided as she sped out onto the main road and headed for home.

The End