I'm a twenty year old junior in college, but I still live with my parents. We're happy and comfortable in our upper middle class home. That's beside the point though and not relevant to our story. It all started two years ago when my parents started getting depressed that their baby (that's me) was all grown up, so they decided to try adopting a needy child. That was the plan anyway.
What they got, was a sixteen year old trouble maker and who was sent to us because of the conditions set in his parole. He was a creep. He drank and did drugs and hung out with all the wrong people. If I was in the shower, he had some reason to be in the bathroom (we only had one). I started to think that my parents were afraid of him. He got away with what ever he wanted.
Eventually, he started bringing his friends over and they would have parties and sell drugs out of our house. You would think my parents would get rid of him, right? But whenever the social worker came around, Jake (that was his name) would be all suited up and my parents would gush over how great he was. He made my life miserable. He would trash my room, scare anyone I dated, and threatened my friends. He would accidentally brush his hands and body against mine. His friends were perverts and were consistently making comments about me under their breath. But until this day, I was able to keep my virginity safe.
Because of my parent's fear of him, he was still living here after his 18th birthday and he was still keeping up all his bad habits. One day, I was taking a shower and getting ready for a cook out that I had been invited too (by one of the girls from school that Jake hadn't scared away yet.) I had just finished washing my hair and my body and was on to using the baby oil, when the water suddenly turned cold. I screamed from the shock and quickly turned off the water. I grab a near by towel and wrap up. I start to go find my parents to ask them what the hell was going on, when I saw Jake standing in the doorway.
I start to yell at him about how sick I am of him and to get the hell out of the bathroom. Now Jake is about 6'2" and he's built, so I had to be crazy to do this. Surprisingly, he just looked me up and down with those evil silver eyes and then walked away. I got the eerie feeling that this was not over. I walk into my room, lock my door, and start to dry off. I put on my white lace bra and matching thong. (All my underwear is lace and silk. I can't imagine wearing anything else.) I braid my hair and look for something to wear to the cook out.
I faintly hear a car pull out of the driveway. I look out my window and, to my dismay, watch as my parents start to drive away. Suddenly, there's a loud pounding on my door and the lock breaks and the door flies open to bang against the wall.
All I can do is stand there shocked as Jake and three of his friends walk in the room. These are new friends, but both of them are big…very, very big. As they start to entire the room, I get my voice back. "Jake, what the hell do you think you're doing? Get out of my room!" I start to reach for the towel I had disregarded earlier but Jake gets to it first and throws it behind him.
"Listen bitch, I'm tired of your mouth. I think it's time you learned a lesson. These are a couple of my loyal customers and I want you to entertain us." I can't believe this is happening. Well, actually, I can. This is Jake and anything is possible. I start looking for an escape route. "Don't even think about it bitch." He starts walking toward me. He roughly grabs my arms and I start to fight back. I'm on 5'4" and he easily overpowers me.
He grabs my wrists in hand behind my back and stares down at my scantily clad body. Jake's other hand comes up to tilt my face back. His kiss is surprisingly gently. This catches me off guard and he takes this opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. I come back to my senses and bite down hard on your tongue. "What the fuck?!" Jake backed away quickly and then backhanded me across the face. I start to fall, but catch myself on the bed.
I tried to push myself up, but he pushes me back down by the back of my neck, so that I'm bent at the waist. His hand starts rubbing my bare ass. He snaps the string of my thong and laughs as I scream out in protest. He smacks my ass hard with his bare hand. "Apparently you need to be taught who's boss in this house hold young lady." He brings his hand down again and again and again. Tears start to roll down my face and I can feel the heat coming off my now red ass.
I can feel Jake's friends still watching me. My face is burning as red in embarrassment as my ass must be. As upset as I am, I can't help but notice that my body is betraying me. My nipples are hard and big and my pussy is dripping wet. Jake lets go of my neck and smacks my ass one more time and I fall onto my bed. "Strip her and hold her down."
