Neighborhood Delinquents V1

This is the tame version.

Neighborhood Delinquents Version 1:

OK, so I don't live in the better part of town. This is all I can afford. Being a receptionist doesn't pay all that well, so I got what I could get. There's a lot of crime in this neighborhood, and it's mainly carried out by a group of delinquents that hang out together. Pretty much the neighborhood gang. They're all between the ages of 18 and 25. There are a few younger kids that hang around with them, but they are more like gofers to the main group. They have the younger kids doing most of the petty crimes before working their way up to being accepted into the main group. By the time one of them turns 25, they are usually very well known to the police and eventually get taken off the street. Sometimes, they mature a bit and realize that their lifestyle is a dead end for them and manage to break away and get a respectable job and start a family. Others move on to bigger crimes and join one of the bigger crime 'families' in the city.

Me? I'm 36 years old and work as a receptionist at one of the large offices downtown. I'm 5'6" tall with a pretty face, long golden red hair to my waist, 36DD breasts, a 28" waist, and 38" hips. My legs are long and toned from yoga and three trips to a gym per week. I'm just a receptionist because I pretty much concentrated on dating and partying in high school, like most other pretty cheerleader type girls do, so my grades sucked. I couldn't afford to go to a real college, and my grades excluded me from any scholarships. Not that it would have mattered much; no college would have accepted me anyway. Thus, it was either a trade school or community college. I worked nights as a waitress at a strip club to pay my way through my AA degree in business at the local community college. Yeah, all that degree does is qualify you to be a receptionist or a secretary to those individuals that have a 4-year degree in business. As I look back at what my life is now, I can't help but think that if I had become one of the strippers instead of just a waitress at the titty bar, I might have been able to transfer to the local State College and gotten my 4-year degree. Maybe that would have allowed me to live in a nicer area and avoided what happened.

It was 8:00 a Friday evening. It had been a long day at work, and I was lounging around my crappy apartment in my panties and a tank-top, drinking rum and coke. Mt plan was to just relax at home all weekend before I had to return to work on Monday morning. I couldn't afford a TV or cable, so I was reading a book. 3001- Odyssey, if you are interested. Yeah, it took me becoming an adult and not being able to afford any other entertainment for me to suddenly turn to reading for entertainment. Maye if I had read more books in high school, I would have gotten better grades and gone to a real university. Hindsight.

Regardless, I was relaxing for the evening. I hadn't really felt like cooking, so I ordered a pizza to be delivered. I was relaxing on the couch when the doorbell rang. Looking through the peephole on the door, I saw a guy wearing a hat from the pizza place and holding a pizza box. His head was down, so I couldn't see his face. I opened the door to get the pizza, and suddenly about a dozen of the local delinquents rushed in and grabbed me. I hadn't seen them crouching along the wall on both sides of the door. Several of the guys were holding me tightly, and I had no chance to so much as struggle against them. The guy holding the pizza simply grinned, took off the hat and gave it to the real delivery guy, then stepped into my apartment and went through my purse. He took out a $20 bill and handed it to the delivery guy as a tip.

"Remember, not a word about this to anyone, or we will be paying you and your family a visit." He threatened the delivery guy. "You delivered the pizza and got a nice tip, so you did your job. That's it."

The guy nodded his head and took off running. Once all the guys were inside my apartment, they closed and locked the door. I stood no chance against the dozen guys in my apartment. In less than a minute, my panties and tank-top had been ripped off, and I was standing in front of them totally naked. Then the apparent leader of the pack pulled out several lengths of rope from the backpack he was carrying. My wrists and elbows were tied tightly behind my back. They bent my legs at the knee, so my claves were pressing against the backs of my thighs and bound them like that. I was completely helpless. Once I was bound uptight, they all stripped naked. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what was about to happen to me. Even someone as stupid as I was had no trouble understanding that I was about to be gang raped.

Once they were all naked, four of them picked me up off the floor and carried me over to the couch. One of the guys was already sitting on it. Thy set me down so my knees were on the floor, then pushed my face down to his erect cock.

"Bite it, and you die a slow, painful death." I was warned. I had no choice but to let it slide into my mouth. As I began sucking the cock in my mouth, I felt someone kneeling behind me. I fully expected to feel a cock being shoved into my dry pussy. Instead, I felt fingers beginning to toy with my pussy and clitoris. Another pair of hands started to caress and fondle my breasts. Within minutes, my pussy began to lube up with arousal. It was then that the expected cock began sliding into my pussy. As he started to slowly fuck me, a lubed-up finger began pushing its way into my ass.

OK, so, as you might have guessed, I was kind of a slut in high school and the community college. Still, I had some standards. I never did anal. I had no desire to, and I always refused. I had heard that it was painful, plus, it was disgusting to think that someone would shove their dick into where I shit from. My ass is an exit only orifice. I tried to protest, but the cock lodged in my mouth prevented any words from escaping my lips. Surprisingly, I found that the finger sliding in and out of me actually felt - good. I felt more oil being poured into the crack of my ass. A second finger was added, and then I began to feel a slight burning pail as the two fingers pushed in and out and rotated to stretch my ass. Real urning pain began when a third finger was added. Oddly, the pain dissipated, and a new pleasure took its place a few minutes later.

The guy fucking me began to really pound it into me. It was only a few more minutes before the guy I was sucking and the guy that was fucking my pussy both let loose with their loads. I had really no choice but to swallow all the cum that went into my mouth. When they were done, they were replaced by two other guys. I began sucking the guy that was sitting in front of me (not that I was given much of a choice). The guy that now knelt behind me began probing my ass with his cock. Again, the cock in my mouth prevented me from protesting the invasion. Shortly, his cock managed to push through my anal ring and actually enter my ass. It hurt at the beginning. Again, a few minutes later, the urning pain dissipated, and I began to feel a strange pleasure. It probably helped that he reached around and began fingering my pussy as he was fucking my ass. Just as he began shooting his load into my bowels, I experienced an orgasm unlike any I had before.

After about an hour of one guy after another kneeling behind me and fucking either my pussy or my ass, I guess that they were getting tired of waiting for their turn. Instead of me kneeling in front of the couch, one guy laid down on the floor. Two guys picked me up, moved me over to him, and lowered my down so his cock slid into my pussy. Once fully impaled, another guy got behind me and pushed his cock into my ass. Now, I have obviously had my fair share of sexual encounters, but this was the first time that I had ever had sex with more than one guy at a time. Obviously, this was not my decision. Three at once? All holes were filled. I later learned that this was called 'air-tight'. I didn't care what they called it at that time. I was on sexual overload. I lost count of the orgasms I had over the next hour. I began to fade into exhaustion when a drink was suddenly placed to my lips. I was so tired and dehydrated that I never even thought about it. I gulped it down as fast as I could. Oddly, a couple of minutes later, I felt a surge of energy and an overwhelming sexual arousal. I began begging for more cocks to fuck me. I couldn't get enough. I began fucking everything that was put near me. Mouth, pussy, and ass, it didn't matter to me, as long as I had as many cocks inside me as I could get. That's when they really began to get rough. They slapped my ass and tits as I was being fucked. That strangely only seemed to fire me up even more. Orgasm after orgasm hit me. Each one stronger than the last one. Eventually, they were all satisfied, and I passed out from exhaustion.

I woke up to being bounced around. It was immediately apparent that I was lying on a hard, cold steel surface. I was hogtied and couldn't move or brace myself against the jostling. Looking around, it became obvious that I was in the back of a panel van that was being driven somewhere. I was wearing a ball gag, so I couldn't scream or ask any questions. All sorts of really horrible things began running through my mind. It was one thing when I was still inside my apartment. There, I could actually believe that when they were done raping me, they would leave, and I could get on with my life. Now that I was being moved, it was a whole new issue. Where were they taking me? Are they taking me somewhere to kill me and dispose of my body? Was I about to be sold to some sheik in the middle east as a harem slave? Was I going to be shipped off to a Mexican whore house? The more I thought about it, the worse my imagination began running wild. I mean, I knew every one of them, so they couldn't just let me go and report it to the police. As the van moved through the streets to their destination, I was bounced around with every pothole they hit and rolled with every turn they made.

Eventually, the van turned, then another bounce as if they pulled into a driveway and stopped for a moment. It then began moving forward again for a few seconds before stopping and shutting off. The driver and passenger got out. A moment later, the back doors of the van were opened, and four strong hands grabbed me and drug me out of the back. I looked around and saw that we were in an old, abandoned warehouse. The rest of the group were already there, along with a few skanks that I knew hung out with them.

I was momentarily relieved when they started to untie me. That relief was short-lived as I was frog-marched over to the middle of the room where a rope connected to a pully on the ceiling was. My hands were tied to the ends of a 3-foot-long bar that was attached to the rope. My feet were tied to a similar bar that was connected to an eyebolt embedded in the floor through a short piece of chain. This really did not bode well for me. Two of the bigger guys started pulling on the rope that was tied off to a wall, and my arms began to rise in the air. They continued pulling until I was lifted off my feet, and the short chain connecting the bar on my feet to the eye bolt was taut. That left me suspended about a foot off the floor in a spread-eagle position, naked, and completely helpless. The ball gag was still in my mouth, so any screams would be muted enough to not be heard outside of the building.

"OK. Time to get this whore warmed back up." One of the skanks declared. "Who wants to see this whore cum on my fingers?"

'Oh, God. Not that.' I thought. The humiliations were piling up. First, forced to be naked in front of all those young guys. Next, having several massive orgasms as I was being gang fucked. That was bad enough, but that was caused by the drug they tricked me into taking. This was going to be even more humiliating because everyone would be watching it like it was a stage show. She slipped behind me and reached around to begin fondling my tits. She rubbed her hands across the sensitive undersides, then moved her finger up to begin toying with my nipples. Her thumbs brushed over my nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my pussy. Her thumbs and index fingers then began to pinch, pull, and twist my nipples. It only took a couple of minutes before I felt my pussy getting wet. Her right hand moved down my body until her fingertips grazed my pussy lips. She continued to toy with my nipples using her left hand. That caused me to let out a soft moan as she switched back and forth between my tits. A finger slowly inserted itself into my now drooling pussy and began to thrust in and out. While she was finger fucking me, her thumb began strumming my clitoris. A second finger was added, then a third. My arousal was building fast. I could feel my juices trickling down my thighs.

"Alright guys. You want to see something really wild?" She asked. By the hooting and hollering, it was obvious that they all approved. "Hey, Carla. Come here and take over playing with her tits."

She moved in front of me and knelt down. Carla moved up behind me and began molesting my tits with both hands. Carla was not nearly as gentle with my tots and nipples. In fact, she was bordering on sadistic. She squeezed my tits with her fingers. She pinched, pulled and twisted my nipples painfully. She began to slap the sides of my tits hard and laughed then they bounced off of each other from the force of her slaps. In the meantime, the first girl (who I later learned was named Jenn) resumed her finger fucking of my pussy. This time, she started with two fingers and quickly added a third finger. She used her other hand to begin stroking my clitoris. I began to get worried when she added her fourth finger into my cunt. When I looked back down a couple of minutes later and saw her fold her thumb into the palm of er hand, I realized what was about to happen. I tried to protest, but the gag I was wearing prevented any of my protests from being heard. I looked on in terror as she began to fuck her hand deeper and deeper into my cunt. I was being painfully stretched. She eventually worked her entire hand into my cunt up to her wrist. I felt her hand deep inside me curl itself into a fist. That's when she really began to hammer her hand inside my cunt. The inside of my pussy felt like it was in an overmatched boxing round with Mike Tyson She was almost punching my insides as she fisted my pussy. I was being stretched painfully. It was almost like giving birth in reverse. Instead of pushing a baby out, it was like the baby was being shoved back in - over and over - and over again. My mind lost all sense of reason. I heard an animalistic wail that I thought could not possibly come from a human being through my ears. The last thing I remember was a great release of tension and my body going through shock waves before the blackness overtook my mind.

I don't know how much time had passed before I finally began to awaken again. I was still strung up as before. My nose was burning from a very strong smell. Apparently, they used smelling salts to wake me up after I passed out. One of the girls showed me the video of me squirting all over the forearm of Jen as her entire hand was buried deep into my pussy. I had no idea, but apparently, this entire thing was being videoed. I was utterly humiliated by how hard I had orgasmed from that violation.

"Ok, then." One of the older guys began. I assume that he was the leader of the group by the way all the other delinquents deferred to him. "Now that we've all gotten a taste of your assets, it's time to break you to our will. I'll be honest here; this isn't gonna be fun for you. This is going to break your spirit and demonstrate what would likely happen if you disobey us. If you even think about going to the cops, this will seem like a day in the park compared to what we would do to you. You need to understand that from now on, we own you. You do what we tell you, when we tell you."

With that, he stepped back. I had a really bad feeling about this.

[SWISH], [SMACK]. I screamed, or at least I tried to through the ball gag as a line of hot lava suddenly appeared across my unprotected ass. My body went into convulsions from the unexpected agony of the sudden lash. When I managed to control myself, I was horrified to see one of the girls standing in front of me holding a cattle prod. I watched in terror as she moved the tip of the cattle prod up until it touched the sensitive underside of my right breast. I looked in horror as her face morphed into an evil smirk as she pushed the button. The agony I felt as the electrical current flower through my tender flesh was excruciating. Another girl repeated the process on my left breast as whomever was behind me continued to thrash my ass with whatever they were striking me with.

As the two girls continued to use their weapons of torture on my breasts, stomach, thighs, and wherever their demented minds thought of, another guy appeared in front of me holding a wicked looking flogger. He began using it on my poor breasts, then moved to my tummy. I watched the muscles in his arm flexing as he used all his strength to flog my very sensitive inner thighs until they glowed with a deep red color. Next, he began concentrating on my exposed pussy. I was sobbing uncontrollably by this point. Whomever was behind me, probably more than one person, had started to use a single tail whip across my back and the backs of my legs.

Just when I thought that I was about to blessedly pass out from the agony, they paused. A vibrating egg was slipped into my pussy, and a weird butt plug was lubed up and inserted into my ass. When the plug was turned on, a piston inside it began moving the shaft of the plug in and out, as if it was fucking me. It was also vibrating quite strongly. The combination of the vibrating egg and the vibrations from the Butt plug as they touched through the thin membranes separating my ass from my pussy escalated the effect. I fought it as hard as I could, but my body began to betray me. When the abuse o9nmy body resumed, the pain initially worked to tamp down the arousal that was building in me from the vibrators. The flogger that they had been using on the front of my body was changed for a 1-inch-wide leather strap. This caused even more pain than the flogger had.

It was several minutes later that a really weird thing started to happen. The strength of the vibrations in my pussy and ass began to overwhelm the pain I was being subjected to. Instead of the whipping and cattle prods reducing my arousal, strangely, it seemed that they were actually adding to it. I had y eyes closed in an attempt to fight the feelings rising up inside me when I suddenly felt a very strong vibration on my pussy and clitoris. I looked down and saw that one of the girls had a Hitachi Magic Wand held up against my pussy. Within seconds, the strong vibrations took over. The strongest orgasm I ever had crashed through me. My body went into convulsions as the waves of utter bliss washed through me. My eyes popped back open as I felt the Hitachi moved away from my pussy. Unimaginable terror gripped me as I saw that o9ne of the cattle prods had been moved to within millimeters of my pussy.

"NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I cried out through the gag as the tip of the cattle prod was suddenly jammed into my pussy and the button was pressed.

My orgasm had still been going strong. Instead of killing it, it shot me through the stratosphere and into deep space. My body was rocked into violent convulsions. Bright flashing lights were exp0loding into my brain. On and on, it went until darkness finally overtook my brain. I'm pretty sure that's when my mind fully broke.