(My debut story, constructive criticisms welcome and appreciated.
All characters are over the legal age if not explicitly mentioned)
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Ashely wasn't sure what had woken her up, checking her alarm clock and seeing it was 2:37am. The nineteen year old stood up out of bed, something feeling off about her home tonight though she still couldn't put her finger on it. Pushing down the small voice in her head screaming at her to just go back to bed and ignore the feeling she decided to investigate, morbid curiosity getting the best of her.
The short blonde pulled a light pink t-shirt over her perky b cup tits, not bothering to cover her boy shorts assuming she was just being paranoid. After all her family lived in a nice neighborhood with a high end security system, it was definitely safe. Making her way silently down the stairs she began to hear things she couldn't explain. Deep voices, the sound of someone getting sick, and the occasional sharp sound of skin hitting skin hard. Growing concerned the louder the noises, and more discernible the voices became she followed them to the living room of her home, the sight before her sharp blue eyes stunning and terrifying her.
In the middle of the room was her mother, a woman still fit despite her years, with three men around her, on her knees. Each was white, naked except for boots, a black mask, and black gloves, with muscular builds. Her mother was kneeling between them her hands wrapped around the massive cocks of the two standing on either side of her while the one in front of her forced her mouth down his shaft, a powerful hand in her brunette hair to control her movements.
"Suck that fucking cock you pathetic whore," he snarled as he fucked the poor woman's throat, "every fucking inch. This is your fantasy after all isn't it? Being gang raped in your own home? At least it is according to your blog. What, did you think no one would be able to track you down and make it a reality?"
"Mom what-" The words coming out of his mouth shocked Ashley out of her stupor but before she could compete her sentence a powerful gloved hand clamped around her mouth, pulling her back against and equally powerful body, massive cock pressing against her back.
"You didn't tell us your daughter was going to be here cunt." A harsh voice behind her said as her mother, before accepting the cocks presented to her, began to struggle against the man holding his down her throat. "If I had known I would've gotten my hands on her sooner." The voice laughed cruelly as the other gloved hand reached around, roughly squeezing her tits.
"Please...please sir," her mother gasped, the man using her throat having finally let her up for air, "she's...she's not a part of this...please leave her-" Before she could finish what she was saying her head was forced back down the shaft in front of her, the sound of her gagging on it filling the room once again.
"Bind her wrists, this one too." The voice behind Ashley commanded as he groped her, noticing her stiffening nipples as he did. "This one is clearly enjoying the show, let's let her join."
Ashely shook her head 'no' as best as she could in her grip, her eyes screaming in terror as he began to drag her into the living room. As he did the two men on either side of her mother forced her wrists together, binding them tightly with rope from a bag near the couch. Once her mother was tied they grabbed her from the man holding her, spinning her to face him as they did the same to her.