It's late, the drive back from the concert was long, but it was worth it. It just sucks that getting there took 2 hours, but getting back took 4 with all the traffic. You notice your low fuel light turning on, so you pull off at the next exit. As you drive down the unfamiliar streets, you notice how many of the buildings you're driving past are shut down and run down. You don't realize you pulled into a bad part of town.
It takes a few minutes, but you finally see a gas station sign lit up in the distance. You pull in and park at a gas island. You get out of your car and try to use your card to pay for your gas, so you don't have to go inside. Each attempt ends in your card getting declined. You put your card back in your wallet and look around, there's no other cars around and no one out. So you lock your car and start walking to the gas station door. You pull on the door, but nothing happens. You give a push and nothing happens again. You look inside at the front desk, but no one is there. You eyes look around the gas station, it's lit up as if it's open, but no one is there. You eyes go back to the front desk and you notice a sign on desk.
"GAS CLERK WILL BE BACK SHORTLY", the sign reads, you sigh, but notice another sign next to it. "RESTROOMS OUTSIDE AROUND THE BACK", the other sign reads. The thought of using the restroom wasn't even in your mind till you read that sign. Suddenly the urge to go use the restroom takes over. Before you take off to the back, you look around again, no cars, and no one around. You walk to the back of the gas station, it's poorly light once you get to the back. The only source of light is one dim light above the restroom doors. As you walk towards the restrooms, you can help, but look over your shoulder. Hoping no one is using the restroom and that no one is going to pop out of no where.
You approach the restroom doors and you twist the doorknob to the women's restroom. It doesn't open, you try again and again, but it won't open. Your eyes look up and on the door, a piece of paper with the writing, "Out of Order -- Sorry Management". You kick the door out of frustration, but then you look over at men's restroom door. You walk over and grab the door knob, stopping to look back the way you came. You take a deep breath as you turn the door knob. It clicks and as you push the door open, you slowly peek inside, just in case someone is inside.
The men's restroom is your normal single person restroom, no bathroom stalls, just a toilet in the corner, a urinal on the wall, the sink by the door, and hanging on the wall, a vending machine selling condoms, sex pills, and lubricants. You close the door and click the lock shut behind you as you walk towards the toilet. You pull your shorts and panties down as you sit on the toilet, you start to relieve yourself. When start to hear footsteps coming from where you came from and now you can hear a voices, no, multiple voices. You can hear the voices of a group of men, shouting and yelling, laughing, as they get closer and closer.
You let out of a sigh of relief since you know you locked the door. The voices are just outside the restroom door as you hear the door knob start to turn. The door opens, you realize the lock didn't work in the first place. Before you can even react, the group of men all walk in. You just sit there on the toilet, your shorts and panties at your ankles as they all stare back at you. You stare back at them, unable to say a word as the door closes behind them.
They looked like a bunch of drunks who just walk around town, begging for money and drinking up any that they get or find. One of them walked forward, he was the tallest, and looked like the strongest. His skin was tanned from being outside all day, he wore an old shirt that barely buttoned correctly, underneath was a sweat stained tank top, his pants were old as well, with a few holes in it, and his shoes were the same old and start to grow holes. He walks over to you in your stunned silence and stands in front of you. Before you can get up and do something, the rest of the men surround you, preventing you from getting up. You sit there, keeping your legs closed, keeping your head down, hoping they'll just leave.
You hear the sound of zippers opening, clothing being moved, and the sounds of some of the men chuckling. You lift your head slowly and that's when you see it. This stranger's cock throbbing in front of your face. Your mouth opens in surprise as you stare at it. You don't notice the hand reaching behind your head, grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling your face towards his crotch. Your mouth wide open as his cock is forced into your mouth. You can feel his cock in your throat, your hands reach out and press against his stomach and thigh. Any resistance you hoped to put up is stopped as your feel large hands grab your wrists and pull them away. The taste of his cock in your mouth makes you retch, the stench of this unwashed man's musk fills your nose. Your eyes tear up as you open your mouth wide as you try and catch your breath. Your tongue rubs against the shaft of his cock, forcing you to taste more of him.
He pulls your head more and more toward his crotch as his cock inches it's way into your throat, making it impossible to breath. You try and stand up, but more hands push you back down on the toilet. You try and scream, but all that comes out is a gargled cough as your mouth opens and closes on his cock. Your chest starts to burn and your vision starts to blur as you start to pass out. Your eyes rolls to the back of your head and your body starts to go limp. He pull your head back as he pulls his cock out of your mouth. A long rope of spit hangs off the tip of his cock attached to your lips. You cough and cough as you're finally able to breathe. You can't help, but drool over yourself as you begin to regain consciousness.
You look up at him, your make up running down your face as tears run down your cheeks. Every breath in burns, and you plead to him, "P-please... sir... l-let me g-go..." you beg of him. He looks down at you with a smile and then at his group of friends. They all start laughing, their laughs echoing against the tile walls of the restroom. "If you didn't want this to happen little girl, you shouldn't have been here in the first place." he tells you, his voice deep, and his breath stinking of alcohol. He pulls your face towards his crotch again, this time rubbing his cock against your face, smearing his precum mixed in your spit on your face. "Let me wipe those tears baby girl 'cause this night ain't over yet." he says to you as he licks his lips.
Pulling your face back towards his crotch as his cock presses against your lips. You press your lips together attempting to resist him in hopes, he would give up. This does nothing, but annoy him as he pushes your head back forcing you to look up at him. "Baby girl, you are just making tonight harder on yourself." he says to you in a condescending tone as he raises his hand and swings it down. Slapping his open palm across your face, filling the room with a loud slap. This slap hurts, you can feel your cheek burning, but it also makes your pussy throb. You look back up at him with puppy eyes as tears fill your eyes, "I'm s-sorry sir... I won't d-do that again..." you say to him holding back your cries. He reaches his hand down towards your face, you flinch, but stop when you feel him gently caress your cheek. "Be a good girl and it won't happen again." he says to you, his voice sounding more gentle as he looks down at you with a smile. All you can do is nod and open your mouth as he pulls your face back towards his crotch.
His large, fat cock slides in your mouth, his shaft rubbing against your tongue. Soon his length pushes in further and further, the tip of his cock pressing against the back of your throat. You start to gag as he pushes further in, his cock now inching down your throat. You look up at him, fear in your eyes, tears welling up hoping he'll stop. He's not looking at you, his head is leaning back as he groans in pleasure. "Fuck this little slut's throat is so fucking good..." he says out loud, the other men laugh and silently cheer as they all watch you take his cock down your throat. Many of them have their cocks in their hands as they jerk off as they watch. You get some relief as your feel you pull his cock out of your throat, the tip of his cock nearly sliding out of your mouth. Your relief turns to shock as he starts to bob your head back and forth on his cock. Forcing you his cock down and out of your throat over and over. Tears run down your face as you feel cock scraping your throat each time his forces it in. You can't help, but drool and slobber as he roughly fucks your throat. Each long string of drool landing in your lap or soaking your white tank top.
He starts to face fuck you faster and harder, with no concern on how you feel. The only thought in his mind is using your throat to make him cum. His moans and groans getting louder, his balls slapping against your chin. The other men start to groan as well, most of them jerking off harder and faster, their hands covered in their leaking precum. You feel the man's cock begin to swell in your throat and mouth and he starts to say out loud, "F-fuck... I'm going to fucking cum..." Your eyes open wide as you try and say, "STOP!" but nothing comes out except a gargled moan. He lets outs out a loud shout as he pulls your face towards his crotch, his cock forcing it's way down your throat. You feel his cock twitch and throb as he shoots thick, hot ropes of cum down your throat and into your stomach. Your body feels hot as you feel him cum over and over. Your throat twitching around throbbing your cock, your tongue naturally stroking his shaft. Your eyes rolling back in your head as your slide a hand between your legs as your start to feel your pussy throb.
He slowly slides his cock out of your mouth, without even thinking you start to suck trying to milk any cum left in his cock. This makes him smile as he looks down at you, "I knew you were a little slut." he says smugly. His cock bouncing in your face once he slides it out of your mouth, your eyes lustfully watching it twitch and throb. Your tongue hanging out of your mouth slightly as your body betrays you. This is cut short as the other men start to grunt and groan, jerking off wildly, as they all start to cum. Shooting their loads in your hair, on your face, and on your clothes and naked lap. You let out a little yelp as you feel their loads hit you in the face and land on your lap.
He lets go of your hair and you back against the toilet, your face a mess covered in tears, drool, and cum. Your tank top and lap covered in drool and cum. You sit there out of breath, your mind a complete haze, and your body limp. The man who raped your throat backs away, out of breath as well, his cock going limp. The other men stand beside you and look over at him. He doesn't say anything and just gives them a nod. They waste no time and grab you by the arms and start to pull you off the toilet. Pulling you down onto the dirty bathroom floor as they all jump on you. Some of the men grab your wrists and hold them down, other men grab your thighs and hold them down. All these men pin you down on the ground, but you're too weak to put up a fight.
