You feel a hand cover your mouth as two more wrap around your arms and another two pick up your legs, dragging you off into an alley. You're helpless as they overpower you. It's too dark for you to get a decent look at anything, but you can tell there's at least four, maybe more lurking nearby. They come to a halt next to an overflowing dumpster. You feel something cool and sharp against the skin on your neck.
"You make one sound and I slit your throat." You realize it's a knife and are paralyzed with fear. "You understand?"
You nod furiously. They toss you on the ground and your initial instinct is to get up and run, but for some reason, your legs won't move. Your eyes scan the alley: deserted. You could probably scream your ass off and no one would even hear you. As your eyes adjust to the dim lighting, you see five men surrounding you. Tall. Built. Two white, three black. All with a horrific sneer plastered across his face. As they move closer to you, you instinctively inch away across the ground, but are halted by the cold metal of the dumpster. There's nowhere to run.
"Look at this little bitch," one of them says.
"Think she's ever taken five at once before?"
"Probably, looks like a little whore to me."
You stay silent. One of the men kneels down and roughly forces you to your feet. "This is gonna be fun," he whispers while sliding his hands across your body. You realize he's the one that had held the knife to your throat as he whips it out and drags it down your front before carelessly slicing it open. He shrugs it off of you, followed by your bra, sliced right down the middle. Your hands automatically move to cover your breasts, nipples hardening at the cool night air, but another man comes up behind you and holds your arms back.
"Don't even think about it. You're about to be showing a lot more than this, bitch."
The first man then proceeds to slice your pants open a bit before pulling them down and forcing your legs out of them. You absentmindedly wish you hadn't chosen to wear a thong.
"Look at this little slut: it's like she knew we were coming!" the man behind you says, running his hands over your bare ass cheeks before snapping the thong against them.
"Let's leave that on for now," another man says, stepping out of the watching bunch. You see him start to undo his pants. "We got nothin' but time." He walks over to you slowly, sizing you up, his eyes lingering on your pussy. He reaches a finger down and gives you one light stroke down your slit. You shiver. "Holy shit, she's wet! This little slut is excited!" You shamefully look at the ground.
"Goddamn, what a whore."
"Just wait, baby. The fun hasn't even started yet," the man in front of you coos, reaching around your body and grabbing the material of your thong between his fingers. He pulls up, hard, lodging the material into your ass and pulling on your skin. You can feel yourself moistening further. "This will teach sluts like you to dress like a fucking lady." He moves his hands to your pussy, pinching the material in between your pussy lips. You feel more ashamed than if they had just taken the damn thing off altogether. To make matters worse, he pulls the sides off and over your hips, creating even more strain on your ass crack and your pussy.
"Well, I'll be. What a classy little woman we got here," the man says, stepping back and admiring his work. You don't dare move as you can still see the flash of the knife out of the corner of your eye.
The men surrounding you are cackling at the pathetic sight in front of them. "Sexiest camel toe I've ever seen!" "What a fucking slut!" "The bitch is probably loving this!" You fight back tears.
"Alright slut. Let's see how useful you really are. Starting with that pretty little mouth." The man that pulled your panties up advances, pulling his cock out of his pants. "Kneel, bitch." You don't have much of a choice as the man behind you forces you to your knees. "Open." You do as you're told. He shoves his half-limp dick in your mouth and it hardens almost instantly. You start to choke and the men just laugh. "Faster, slut." You oblige, trying to fight back tears, but they come anyway. "Don't you dare cry your stupid whore tears on my cock, bitch." You wipe them away, but more flow. He takes his cock out of your mouth and slaps you across the face with it. You fight back more tears and he continues slapping your face with his cock.
"Yeah, slap that bitch, Reggie!" "Like the little whore doesn't deserve it." The other men start closing in on you, and you count five cocks staring you down, some half hard, some fully. You fight back more tears as you know what's about to happen.
"Come here, bitch," one of the men says, grabbing your hair and pulling your mouth onto his cock. He fucks your face for a few seconds before pulling out, passing you off to the next one. Each one takes his turn, shoving his cock into your mouth and then pulling you out, passing you off. The others begin to slap your face, hair, neck and back as you're sucking; your visibility is shattered, every way you turn there's another cock waiting to be sucked.
"There's something missing here," one of the men says, jacking himself off in front of you. The men look at each other and snicker, following suit, each cock slapping you as its master jacks faster. "Oh, fuck yes," he says, and you know what's coming. There's nothing you can do but close your eyes and take it as his cum shoots into your face. "Open that mouth, bitch. Take this fucking cum." You do as you're told and feel drops of cum sliding into your mouth. Another cock starts shooting off, mostly landing in your mouth.
"Don't you dare waste a drop, bitch. I wanna see how much you can take." Another load hits your hair and starts dripping down your face. You're nearly covered, but you know there are still two to go.
"Fuck yeah," another man says, shooting his load into your mouth. You're gagging now, there's too much cum in your mouth for you to handle. As the final load shoots onto your awaiting tongue, you open your eyes to see the group of men laughing, cocks still in hand.
"Damn, what a little cumslut!" "That's the most pathetic thing I've ever seen." "Looks much better." "Swallow that shit, slut. We know you can't get enough." You do as you're told. The men back away, still laughing. You continue to kneel on the ground, hair and face still covered in cum, trying not to cry, not daring to wipe it away.
"You better leave that shit on there, whore. We're not even close to being done with you."
"I have an idea," one of the men says, heading over to the dumpster. He returns with an empty beer bottle, showing it off like a prize to the awaiting group of men. "How bout this, sweetie?" Your eyes go wide, praying he's not about to do what you think he's about to do.
"Oh, hell yeah." "It'll probably slide right in." "Let's see how loose this cunt really is."
He walks up to you and pushes your back down onto the ground. "Spread em, bitch." You do as you're told, legs shaking. "Come on, sluts like you can spread farther than that," he says, forcing your legs even farther apart, forcing the fabric of your panties even deeper against your clit. "Damn, she's wet as hell! Guess our little girl really is hot for cum," he taunts, running a finger up your slit. He slides the fabric of your panties over just enough to uncover your hole. Fat side first, he begins sliding it in, sending waves of pain through your body. You moan in discomfort, eliciting a sharp slap across the tit. "Shut the fuck up. The next one will be a whole lot worse."
You bite your lip, tasting the cum that's beginning to harden on your face from the cool air. He slides the bottle in farther and farther, leaving just the neck out. Standing up and dusting his hands off, he says, "There we go. That's much better. Stand up, bitch." You awkwardly try to stand, feeling the bottle slide out of your pussy. Looking up at the men, you know that was a big mistake. "Oh, hell no. That stays in. You're gonna take a little walk for us. And if this falls out again," he continues, forcing the bottle back into your pussy, "there will be consequences." You try to stand again, clenching your muscles around the bottle and trying to keep your legs together as much as possible.
"Now give a little turn. Slowly." You slowly turn in a circle and can only imagine how pathetic you look, covered in cum, dirty beer bottle sticking out of your pussy, panties still hoisted up your ass and between your lips. "That's it. Now come a little closer. We wont bite. Hard." The boys snicker as you cautiously walk towards them. However, the first step you take, you can feel the bottle start to slip out of your drenched pussy. You take another step, trying as hard as you can not to let it fall out, but to no avail. The clattering sound it makes as it hits the ground gives you a feeling of dread in your stomach.
"Goddammit. The stupid bitch can't do one simple thing," the first man says. Turning to one of the other men, he continues, "Hey Marcus, why don't you teach her one of your lessons?"
The man you assume to be Marcus grins from a rusty chair he's been sitting in, watching the action. "Come here, bitch." You start to move toward him, but he stops you - "Bring the bottle." You regretfully pick it up, then move to stand in front of him. At this point it's covered in dirt and who knows what else, and you present it to him. "Put it in your mouth." You look at him blankly for a second, not knowing if he's serious or not. "Did I fucking stutter, bitch? Put it. In. Your mouth."
You lift the bottle to your face and look at it - it's one of the dirtiest things you've ever seen, covered in mysterious disgusting substances, a bit of beer still sloshing around the inside. You look down at him again before lifting the neck to your mouth.
