Page 22 of Beg Me

“Those curves, baby. Fuckkkk I can’t wait to see those tits.” Josh leans in from the side and reaches behind me grabbing my bra clasp.

“Wait please, please, please.”

They ignore me. When I see that trying to appeal to their humanity isn’t working, I elbow Josh as hard as I can, stand up, and run. I make it four steps before Jimmy grabs my ankle and pulls me back. I slam face-first into the hard-packed dirt. I’m so dizzy, my head is throbbing. I feel hands rip my bra from my body, more hands grab me, lift me, and pinch at my sensitive skin as they spin and twist my body around.

“Look at her perfect puffy pink nipples, boys. Fuck these will taste so good.” He leans down and bites my nipple until I scream. He lets go and more tears fall down my cheeks as I see blood dripping down my breast.

“So fucking sexy when you cry, doll,” Gabe says as he pulls his large calloused hand around my throat, squeezing and taking away my air.

My hands go to his trying to pull them off, scratching and fighting as hard as I can.

*SMACK* pain radiates from my ass, he just fucking hit me. Gods that hurts. I can’t focus on that pain though, as my head starts to get fuzzy. Gabe’s face in front of me starts to get blurry as he suffocates me.

Letting go, I fall to the ground. Jimmy stands over me and jerks my shorts down my legs. I’m a sobbing mess, curling my body into a ball, just hoping they will stop.

I have lost all my fight.

I have no energy to move at this point. I can’t fight them anymore.

This is going to happen.

I’m going to lose my virginity, being raped by four strangers that I willingly chose to hang out with. If I wasn’t slowly dying inside, I would laugh.

This is what my parents were always sheltering me from.Trying to get freedom led me right into their scary bedtime stories.

“Look at that pretty pussy, boys. Who gets the first try?”

Blake kneels in front of me, yanking my legs apart, opening me up to him, to all of them. I try my hardest to close my legs. It’s no use. He’s too strong. I’m wasting my energy fighting this.

Blake slides his fingers through the hair on my core, pulling lightly. “I love a natural pussy, especially when it’s this pretty.”

Gabe stands behind him, rubbing his crotch through his pants, looking at me like a hungry dog about to pounce.

Blake slams his fingers inside me, this is the first time anything but my hand has touched me like this. It hurts. The pain that hits me makes my stomach drop instantly. I sob begging them to stop. Twisting as much as I can to get out of their hold. Jimmy hands Blake something, and I see him flick his wrist.

The pocket knife.

Fuck. I just realized I must have dropped it when they started pushing me over here. He rubs the blade down my chest between my boobs, not deep enough to bleed, but enough to leave a deep red scratch down the center of my chest.

I scream. “Fire!! HELP, PLEASE!! FIRE!!!”

My mom always told me that yelling rape wouldn’t help me if I were ever in this situation. I never understood how anyone could be so cruel to not help someone yelling that.

I understand now. I really understand now, and I hate that I do.

Josh’s hand slams over my mouth, shoving something into my mouth at the same time. He shoved my underwear into my mouth!? Tears run down my cheeks nonstop at this point. My head is throbbing from how much crying is happening.

“Stop fighting this, baby. I can make this hurt so much more,” he says as he slices the sharp knife into my hip dragging for what feels like forever.

I writhe on the floor screaming. I feel warm liquid slide down the sides of my hips. Blake wipes it up with his hands and pulls his cock out of his pants, he rubs my blood along his cock as he lines up between my legs.

Josh is holding my face, his hand over my mouth holding in myunderwear gagging me. Jimmy holds down my left arm under his knee, digging it into my arm, while he strokes up and down.

No clue when he pulled that out, but looking around I notice they all have their cocks in their hands. Stroking themselves while looking over my bloody, naked body. He puts more blood on his hands, smearing it across my chest and belly. Just as Blake grabs my hips, digging his hand into the slice he just gave me.

I disassociate from reality and go limp. Still conscious, but no longer feeling anything. Pure numbness, it’s so welcomed after all of this pain.

I’m moved this way and that way. I’m picked up and feel one person under me and another behind me, while another shoves into my mouth.

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