I shivered in fear when the tanned guy came back with some ropes. I realised that all these was for real. It wasn't my fantasy anymore, and I know that I really didn't want this now.
"Please.. I didn't..didn't mean it! I just wanted to experiment..experiment for fun! I tried to plead with Dan, grabbing his left leg and kneeling in front of him.
His face showed a change of mood and I saw a shimmer of hope. Afterall, I was just having a little fun with my backfired "towel show" and the "slut show" earlier on. Wiping my tears away, I pleaded with Dan in the most pitiful voice.
He seems to have soften down and was wearing a smile. There was something different about the smile, and the stare. I traced his stare back to where my nipples were, right on his left leg. In my rush in pleading, I was actually rubbing my nipples hard on his leg when I grabbed his leg earlier on.
My red and swollen nipples are arousingly rubbing his leg all along. His mood of change was not to pardon me, but in fact an elevation of lust to nail me. I was thrown into an atmosphere of pivotal fear, I knew I cannot handle a gangbang. In fact this is rape! Naively and down to my desperate end, I screamed loudly for help.
The next instance, I saw my lacy bra forcefully stuffed into my mouth and a swift hand gave me a hard slap.
Darkness.
I struggled to open my eyes but still everything was pitch black. Narrowing my eye, I realised that I have been blindfolded. The chilling cold swirled around my body, hinting to me that I am naked. I wasn't gagged anymore but I did not dare to shout out for help. Feeling a bruised cheek, I realised that I must have pass out from the slap. My hands were tied together at my front while my legs were free. I tried to pull at the ropes but my feeble hands would not even loosen any bit of the ropes.
Suddenly, I heard some noises followed by loud footsteps. The noises were chaotic, mixed with whistling and laughter. I kept very still and did not dare to move an inch. It was really scary as I couldn't see anything, hearing the surrounding sounds itself was making me break out in cold sweat.
"There she is. Can we do it?"
I recognised Tony's voice and somehow my wetness formed again. I did not know why his voice is making me wet, ashaming me of my logics.
"Hmmmmmm, her body looks like a crowd-pleaser. Alright, you've got a deal." A deep voice answered.
The conversation was weakening me, it doesn't seems like I could escape. Forgetting my pretence, I sniffed a sob and I realised I have drawn their attention.