That night I arrived home with my new reality simulator and set it down on the kitchen table. I wanted to try it out but it was a long day and I at least needed to bathe and change out of my tired work clothes. I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower and began to undress. I took of my blouse and unhooked my 28D bra, gently placing both on the toilet seat. I stepped out of my size 0 skirt, pulled off my panties, and let down my long black hair then drew back the shower curtain. The water was steaming when I stepped into the tub and drew the curtain behind me. I let the water run down my back as I began to think about my newest idea for a simulation. This was a reality simulator far more powerful than an VR device yet and I knew I had a lot of options.
I began imagining being used by a gang of men and found my hand caressing my large, perky breasts and small frame as the hot water beat against me. I quickly finished the shower and connected to the simulator. Tonight, I was going to try something I hadn't done before. I've always had the fantasy to not have control of a sexual encounter, but a real life encounter like that has a way of getting out of hand. This was the night I was going to make that happen.
I dove into the user designed mods for the simulator until I found the file I was looking for and downloaded the program. As I prepared to enter the experience, I felt a small welling of shame in my gut for what I had planned. I buried it and chose the "randomized encounter" selection. I clicked the "begin simulation" button, laid back and closed my eyes.
A blur of flashing green and yellow light began to fly behind my closed eyelids until it increased to the point of feeling like I was warping through space. I felt every nerve in my body begin to tingle with electricity and I tried to open my eyes but found it incredibly difficult, almost impossible. As suddenly as it began, the sensations dimmed, then disappeared. I tried to open my eyes again and found it a little easier.
Once opened, I found myself sitting on a barstool wearing a schoolgirl outfit complete with plaid skirt and leggings in a dingy dive bar just as the bartender was handing me a drink. He smiled and nodded, "rum and coke for the lady". I smiled back and looked around for a purse to pay him, but he shook his head and said it was on the house. I took a sip as a man in obnoxious leather pants and a fedora sat in the barstool next to mine. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. He was tall, with a strong but wiry frame and had long, straight blond hair and piercing blue eyes that caught my glance immediately. I quickly looked away, but he introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Jim" He stated plainly.
"Brittany" I said shortly, not sure if I should engage him in conversation. I looked away and finished my drink. He offered his hand out of the corner of my eye, so I meekly accepted his handshake.
"Can I get you another drink?" He asked, and without a reply shouted, "can I get another rum and coke over here?" with which the bartender obliged. We chatted for a little bit about small talk, work and the like when he mentioned that he just purchased a brand new sports car and wanted to show me. I turned it down as cars are not exactly on my list of interests to which he said, "all right, but I'm leaving soon so if you don't come you won't get to see it." With that he finished his drink, stood up and said, "it was nice to meet you, Brittany. If I'm ever in town again, maybe I'll see you" with a somewhat disappointed tone to his voice.
It actually made me feel bad. This computer program just made me feel guilty for not looking at his car! I felt a little indignation rise at this notion, but quickly suppressed it and let him leave; he waved and departed. I began to wonder if he even mattered to the program at all or if he was just a side thought.
I finished my drink and wondered where the simulator had placed me, so I decided to leave the bar and go explore a little. I walked outside to see I was in what appeared to be a small town in a desert type environment, a far cry from my home in Atlanta. I walked down the old sidewalk that followed a worn down road into the town, looking at the random, lone vehicles traversing the streets when from behind me I heard the roar of an engine coupled with the sound of skidding tires and slamming brakes. I spun around quickly and saw a green van that had pulled up next to me. "Oh god, this is it" I thought in a half panic, knowing what I had signed up for but still feeling a tinge of fear creep down my spine. The sliding door flew up and three men in ski masks jumped out, one of them tackling me hard to the ground. "Holy shit, that actually hurt!" I thought.
"Get her in the van!" one shouted as one grabbed my legs and the other two each grabbed an arm. Full panic began to set in as I almost forgot it wasn't real. I began kicking and thrashing, trying my hardest to get them to let me go, but it was no use. I am only 5'2" and barely weigh 110 pounds so they easily but roughly tossed me to the floor of the van, jumped in, closed the door, and drove off.
I got a quick look at the driver and immediately recognized him as the man from the bar. He looked back, saw me and chuckled, saying "Good job guys, we got her! Hi Brittany!" as they pinned me to the floor of the van on my belly with a rough hand between my shoulder blades. With panic overtaking me, I began to scream for help, but a piece of tape quickly covered my mouth before more than a peep could escape. I shouted into the palm of one of the men as he swung his leg over my butt, pressing the bulge of his cock hard against my ass.
This snapped me out of my panic and I quickly realized this is exactly what I wanted, if not a little more aggressive than I expected. A tingle of anticipation began to rise in my stomach. There were four of them and these men were going to have their way with me, whether I agreed to let them or not. I was starting to get excited but didn't want to show it to play along with the theme of the simulation. As he sat on my legs, I felt two strong hands grab on to both of my ass cheeks and squeeze, parting them through my leggings as he went. I suppressed a small moan that got stuck in my throat.
The van came to a sudden stop and the blonde man announced "all right, we're here. Get her inside!" and the man who had been fondling my ass grabbed me under both arms and quickly pulled me out of the van backwards. The other two men, one who was shorter but very muscular with a short beard and the other, a dark skinned man with a south American accent, grabbed my legs and dragged me through the dark garage where we had arrived into the attached house. To my surprise, directly on the other side of the garage door was a bedroom with no other entrances, exits or windows and a large king sized bed in the middle that they tossed me on with a bounce.
They all immediately followed me onto the bed and surrounded me as I lay on my back, staring with real excitement and feigned horror expressed on my face. They each began grabbing different articles of clothing and stripping them off of me. The blonde man from the bar ripped hard at my schoolgirl blouse and buttons burst off across the bed, exposing my chest with a lacy bra underneath. He peeled the remains of my blouse off and unhooked the back of my bra, yanking it off aggressively, then dropped his head to my breast and took my nipple between his lips. He pinned my left arm down hard and sucked half my breast into his mouth while the dark skinned man began undoing his own pants and produced a fully erect cock at least seven inches long and as wide as my wrist.
