**I have never written anything like this before. If people seem to like it/interested I'll continue the story.**
I was walking to my car when they grabbed me. It happened so fast I didn't even know how many of them there were. I tried to scream but one of them covered my mouth. I tried to fight them off but they were too strong. One of them grabbed my hair and pulled my head back as I yelped in pain. "Shut up and stop fighting, you stupid bitch." They manhandled me and threw me into the back of the van where they proceeded to tie my hands behind my back. I could see now that there were two men who grabbed me and a third driving the van.
"We got her. Let's get out of here," one of the men who grabbed me said. Now that I could see him I could see that he was older than me and had black hair. Even though he was sitting down I could tell he was a large man. He was leering at me and reached out and fondled my breasts. I tried to scoot back but hit the wall of the van. "You better get used to is slut. All you are good for is a pleasure slave."
He proceeded to pull my shirt up and expose my bra. "Please stop, I don't want to do this. Please just let me go and I won't tell anyone what happened."
He laughed at my pleas. "Keep begging baby girl. Daddy like it when they beg." He pulled one of the cups of my bra down and exposed my breast. I was mortified. This was the most of my body any man had ever seen and I had a feeling this was far from over. He grabbed my nipple, pinched and twisted it as I whimpered. "Look at her tits. They're even bigger than they looked in this loose fitting sweater." He said to the others and he slapped my breast. I started to cry and he smiled at me, "sluts are always prettier when they cry." He yanked down the other cup of my bra so both of my breasts hung free. He started to alternatively slap them as I sobbed and begged him to stop. I could see the bulge in his pants continue to grow.
After both of my breasts were bright read from being slapped he twisted both of my nipples at the same time and I screamed. "I love the way sluts sound when they're screaming out in pain. You've got me so hard you will have to do something about it." He stood up and unbuckled his belt and I started to sob harder. Snot and and mascara were running down my face and I couldn't wipe it off because my hands were tied.
"Please don't. I've never done this before. Please don't make me do this. Please sir, just let me go." I plead as I looked up at him. His grin just grew as I begged and the sinister look on his face scared me to death. He grabbed a bag and pulled an O ring gag out of it. I had never seen one before and did not know what it was for. He grabbed me by the hair again and yanked my head back before forcing my jaw apart so he could insert the gag. He secured it behind my head and backed up to admire his handiwork.