

I was so scared, so afraid, I would have given my soul to the devil to prevent being anal rape. "Yes, yes, anything", I cried.
"Well then,", Ralph said, "One more good fuck of your pussy will do for now, and then I'll tell you what I want you to do!" And then slammed his cock into my battered pussy for the second time.
************************************************************************* The following morning found me walking in the park, a walking, open target for any rapist who might ne looking for a victim.
"I hope it'll be Pete who gets you,", Ralph said the night before, as he sat beside my still bound body drinking from the whiskey bottle. "His tool may be not as long as mine, but its a hell of a lot thicker, and I if know the ol' sadistic pervert, he'll really enjoy that tight twat of yours."
I had dressed the way Ralph had commanded, and I half hoped that I would be picked up by the police and arrested before anyone, let alone Pete, were to see me. I was wearing a pink cotton nightgown that was so short, if I bent over, everything would be exposed, no underwear, little white ankle socks and sandals. My long btown hair was tied back into a ponytail that hung over one shoulder.
My pussy hurt terribly as I walked, and I couldn't imagine how I could posibly endure being fucked again. But I would have to, or die. Or go back and let Ralph rape my ass.....
Suddenly Pete was walkng beside me, stroking his huge greasey-looking fat dick. OOOO pretty little girlie. You look just like a real pretty little girl!! Hi girlie, wanna touch muh fuck-pole huh? Wanna take them pretty little hands and stroke it, make it get nice and hard, willa ya, huh?"
As Ralph commanded I turned to him, got close, and took the huge thing in my hand and began to tenderly stroke it. It really was greasy, with what, I did not know. It felt nasty, hot, hard, and dangerous.
"OOOh that feels so girlie, feels real good! Can I touch you pussy like I did before, huh?", the big man giggled. "Can I stick my big finger in it, pump muh fingers in and out and in and out, huh? I'd like that, yes, i sho would. Wanna fingerfuck ya deep and hard, make ya scream some more, huh, can I?"
I nodded, shaking as I continued to stroke him, and as he reached a huge ham like-hand under the thin, short nightgown.