Paige’s head spun as the world slowly came back to her… everything hurt, and she couldn’t remember much. She remembered the start of the fight, she remembered fear on everyone’s faces, and then there was a sharp pain and the darkness. Someone had hit her from behind, hard… broken a bottle on her head, probably. Yeah… that was it. Her consciousness was returning slowly, but she knew that she wasn’t lying on the floor and somehow it was hard to breathe…
She was being touched. A wave of disgust filled her… With her eyes still closed, she tried to hit the hands that she felt on her body, tried to move unsuccessfully until, finally, she woke up enough to realize what was going on. She wasn’t having trouble breathing, there was a cock in her mouth, and hands on her body weren’t just touching her, they were undressing her. She already didn’t have a shirt and a bra on and some guy was unzipping her pants and pulling them off her…
Fully conscious now, Paige screamed, closing her teeth on the cock that she had in her mouth. “Get off!” she heard the man scream. “Open your mouth you stupid fucking bitch!” Someone punched her in the head again, and again, until, stunned, her opened her mouth. The cock vanished almost immediately and she blinked the blackness out of her gaze until she could see the man standing in front of her, holding onto an angry, reddened cock.
“I told you, Noah,” a second man, the one who was undressing her, and who was holding her restrained hands to the… ground?… said. “I warned you. Never fuck an unconscious bitch’s mouth.”
“Let me go!” Paige screamed, moving and fighting to get out of the man’s grasp. “Get your fucking hands off me!”
“Oh, we got ourselves a fighter over here,” the man laughed… or at least, he laughed until Paige turned her back to him before driving the back of her head into his face. There was a wet, crunching sound, a sharp cry, and then the hands around her became weak. Paige pushed herself up to her feet, searching for the way out, but as soon as she looked from under the bar counter her heart dropped. All of her friends were still there, being tortured and raped… and there were close to a dozen men here. Far too many for her to even hope to escape.
“Bitch!” Paige felt a tug on her hair so strong she felt it when some of them ripped out. She was yanked off her feet, falling back down hard. “You’re going to regret that!”
Paige was torn back down to the floor with the two men standing over her. One of them still had his cock out, and she could see the indentations her teeth had made on it. The way they stood over her… the way they balled their fists… it made her sink back down into a dark place. She knew where this was going.
She’d been here before.
Paige had never told anyone… not even her closest friends. At a party as a high school senior, her boyfriend had been drinking heavily with his friends… and had decided that he should share. When she’d objected, he’d told her that she should stop being such a bitch, and that she’d love it, and both he and one of his friends had raped her before she managed to make it to the door and run to her care, locking herself inside it and crying.
She’d never told anyone… but she’d promised herself that she would never let it happen again. Not to her, and not to any of her friends. When she had seen what Mark was doing to Amber, Skye hadn’t needed to work hard to convince her to browbeat her friend into leaving… to protect her from that bastard. Now, it was happening again.
Paige saw red. “You two can suck on each other’s cocks, because there is no way in hell I’m going to do it,” she yelled. She tried to force herself up, but Noah put his foot on her shoulder, pinning her back down hard to the floor.
“Mmm, would you look at that, Ryan,” he said, grinning despite the redness of his cock… and right then, Paige felt like she understood him. For her boyfriend and his drunken buddies, it had been about opportunity, and being horny, and her being available. For this man - Noah - this wasn’t really about sex at all. He just wanted her to suffer… to hurt her, to humiliate her. “Never, she says. No way in hell, she says. What you think? Can we prove this little slut wrong?”
“We sure can,” Ryan said, his voice slightly nasal as blood dripped from one of his nostrils. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and as Noah removed his foot he pulled her painfully up. “And I even know how we’re gunna do it.”
While Noah held her while she tried to struggle and kick, Ryan went to grab something from the counter. It was her sash, Paige realized, the one that said “Maid of Honor” on it. She didn’t know what they wanted to do with it, but she knew it wasn’t anything good. “Get off of me!” she tried to fight Noah off, but he was holding her in an iron grip until Ryan went behind her and put the sash around her neck.
“Little caged bird likes to sing,” he said, twisting it so Paige would start choking. “Let’s see what song you sing now!”
Paige fought, but could only get one hand free and it instinctively grabbed for her neck, trying to get her fingers beneath the fabric as Ryan twisted it again, making it absurdly tight. The black girl’s eyes bugged out as her mouth gaped, trying to suck down oxygen through a suddenly closed throat. After only a few seconds of of struggling already her head was spinning and she almost feel to her knees… Ryan’s only response was to twist it again and pull even harder. Paige’s world slowly went dark…
She woke up, gasping for air, hearing nothing but her heard pounding in her veins and the laughter of the men that surrounded her. She sucked down breath after precious breath of oxygen, one after the other… her neck felt like they had cut it where the cloth had tightened on her, and her head hurt almost as badly as her lungs did.
“So?” Noah asked with a smile, putting his hand on her bare tits and fondling them. “How about now?”
Paige looked at him with wide, wild eyes, feeling how fast her heart was beating… and spit in his face. “Go… fuck… yours-”
He punched her.
Her head rocked back. After the earlier hits, and being choked out, another blow to her face almost didn’t feel. Even after just a few minutes of being beaten, Paige could already tell how bad she would look the next day… just how spectacular the bruising would be. “Not only are you a whore,” Ryan said. “You’re also a stupid whore.”
The sash was still wrapped around her neck, so it took him no time to begin to strangle her again, leaving Paige weak and helpless. She heard them talking through the noise of blood in her ears. “Take her jeans off and wait,” Ryan said as he strangled the struggling bridesmaid. “I know how to make this slut take this seriously.”
She tried to fight Noah’s hands still working on stripping her, but it was too hard with her also fighting to stay alive. She felt unwanted hands on her body, getting her fully undressed, and shuddered as she felt the his unwanted hand on her pussy… if her throat wasn’t sealed she might have vomited. Already the world was growing dark again, though… darker…
She woke up having fallen to the ground, weakly glaring up at the two men with hate-filled eyes. “You’re… nothing…” she forced out. It took her an effort to talk and she was making long pauses between her words to take a breath. “…But… a pair… of… small-dicked… bastards… that… no woman… in her… right mind… would ever… sleep… with…”
“Definitely,” Ryan said, nodding in agreement. “Nothing but a few small cocks over here, but that’s alright. We’re so small dicked, we were worried you might be disappointed… so we prepared a better option for you.” He grabbed one of the wine bottles off the shelf behind the bar and smiled at her… and Paige felt a flash of fear run through her, a wave of panic as her blood froze. They couldn’t… they couldn’t do that, could they? They were monsters, but were they this kind of monster?
Paige grimaced. The screams of her friends all around her told her plainly that yes, in fact, they were.
“Let’s see how long it takes before you decide that maybe some nice, normal cocks are just what even a filthy bitch like you wants, and you’d rather be a good, obedient slut,” Ryan said with a grin.
Paige gritted her teeth, looking at them with fury. “Go to hell! Both of you!”
“I’d rather send you there,” Noah said, coming closer. “This will be fun.” Ryan lifted her on the barstool, keeping her hands up in the air as she tried to fight him, and Noah knelt down between her legs, pushing them apart before standing in between them where her kicks were useless. “You still have a chance to choose a cock instead,” he said with a smile, moving the bottom of the bottle over her slit.
Paige felt the cold of the glass, knowing how painful it would be to get it inside. Maybe she needed to give up… to just let them fuck her and be done with it. Was her pride and a promise she made to herself years ago worth it? Maybe not… but refusing to give them the satisfaction just might be. They could do what they wanted to her body, but she didn’t have to yield to them. “No, thank’s,” she said, getting ready for pain. “I think I’d rather fuck a cactus.”
Far from seeming offended, though, Noah just shrugged. “Your choice,” he said with a smile… then pressed forward with the bottle. Paige screamed, feeling the edges of the rough point of the glass and metal top do battle against the sensitive walls of her pussy. It started about as big as a cock and then quickly grew bigger and bigger as he pushed it further in, and the pain showed no signs of lessening as she spread more and more. She whimpered, trying to resist the pain, trying to breathe slowly so her body would relax and take it easy but it was too much. Her body knew that this thing didn’t belong inside her and was doing everything to push it out of her.
“After we’re done, her pussy will be so stretched she’ll be able to take three of our ‘tiny’ cocks at once in there,” Noah laughed, pushing it deeper inside his victim’s cunt with force. “How does it feel? Do you like being fucked like this?”
“Go to hell,” Paige shouted with tears in her eyes. It was too much, but she wasn’t about to give up so easily.
“Your cock’s so nasty she doesn’t want it even over this,” Ryan laughed. “What’s the matter, Noah… haven’t bathed in weeks?”
“Let’s see how long she can keep up that talk,” Noah growled, starting to fuck Paige even with more force. He rammed the bottle in again and again while the pretty black girl whimpered with pain every time… it felt like he was stabbing her with it more than fucking her. She looked up, trying not to focus on the excruciating pain that she felt in her abdomen, but it was useless. It felt like fire burning her from inside that wasn’t stopping for a second.
“Just give up already!” Noah said with anger. He pulled the bottle out, leaving Paige’s pussy swelled and aching before stabbing it back in and making her scream with the mix of surprise and pain.
“Fuck…” she sobbed out, “…you!”
“Here, give it to me,” Ryan said with annoyance in his voice. “You’re taking it too easy on the bitch. Let me show you how it’s done.”
Noah took over her holding her arms as Ryan took both the bottle and his place between her legs. Paige moaned with relief as he pulled the wine bottle out of her stretched, sore pussy and couldn’t help a tiny noise of relief… even though she knew it wasn’t over, even the momentary relief was welcome. That ended the moment she felt the point come to rest not against her cunt but her puckered asshole. “No!” she screamed. Paige tried to move away, but Noah held her arms tight and Ryan grabbed one of her legs, making her weak kicks even less effectual. “Get away from me you asshole!”
“I might be an asshole, but not the one that’s getting hers wrecked!” Ryan laughed, pressing the bottle to Paige’s entrance… and pushing.
The bridesmaid went still and silent for a heartbeat. Then she screamed. She couldn’t believe how badly it hurt… there was no way she could take this and still be in her right might by the time they were finished. She was shaking, viciously trembling as they hurt her, fucking her with the bottle, and she cried… certain suddenly that she couldn’t take this and still be in her right mind after they finished with her. They would keep going, she realized… she would torture her in various ways, on and on and on and on and on until she would give them the “permission” they sought to use her body the way they wanted. She cried even harder now, but not from the pain, but from a realization that they were going to get what they wanted from her either way.
“Fine!” she screamed in pain, her voice warbling as Ryan fucked the bottle in and out of her asshole. She couldn’t take it anymore… they hadn’t even fucked her yet and Paige felt they had already fucked all the fight out of her. “I’ll let you fuck me… just take it out!”
“Oh no, you don’t seem to get us at all,” Ryan said, pushing the bottle a little deeper on the next thrust. “I only fuck enthusiastic girls, and you were pretty clear that our cocks were too small and pathetic for you… this seems more your speed. I’m happy to let you keep having it.”
“No!” Paige almost shouted. She was sniffling, trying to keep her voice steady, but it was too hard… it broke into almost-whines as she begged “Please… I’m sorry I said those… those… thing… I was just… I was scared. Scared of… of… of how big your cocks were!” Ryan opened his mouth speak, but Paige quickly pushed on. “But I’m not scared anymore! I’m not! I… I want your cocks inside my pussy. Please, fuck me…. Please… I want it so bad!”
Noah and Ryan both laughed at her and Paige felt more humiliated than ever… but the cruel man with the bottle nodded. “That’s what we like to hear,” Ryan said, pulling out the bottle as Paige felt instant relief. “I love an eager slut. You want some cock? Well, you got it!” They both pulled out their cocks and had them at the ready as Ryan pulled Paige to his chest. “Remember, slut… eager.” She knew exactly what to do… Paige sobbed, but she wrapped her legs around him. His cock rubbed against her tortured inflamed cunt and she knew he was going to feel enormous inside her swollen, raw hole.
“There is one for me too,” Noah laughed, lifting her up from behind and probing her ass with his cock. “Guess there isn’t a lot of reason to build up to this anymore. Paige winced as he started pushing inside and tried to not look at Ryan as he pushed in as well… she could feel their cocks pushing at each other through the tin walls of her inside, making her even tighter for them as they started thrusting inside of her holes. It was enough that she felt their bodies against hers, their breaths on her skin and their cocks penetrating her and stretching her out without having to look at them, too.
“I can’t believe she’s still so tight,” Ryan groaned, fucking Paige’s pussy with force. “This whore might actually be something special.”
“Yeah, I don’t think her ass had been fucked before,” Noah grunted. “Well, until that bottle, anyway.” They laughed at her, making Paige feel even more disgusted by the fact that both of them were inside her body, enjoying her holes while she was in pain. To her relief, it only took them a few minutes to finish, filling both of her holes with their filthy cum. They let her stand on her wobbly feet afterward, feeling dirty and ashamed as their cum was still leaking down her thighs… and feeling far too weak to run.
“I think the cum will be a nice addition,” Ryan said, looking at Paige. “Make her well lubed for the next one.” He smiled… then turned to the bar and picked up a second bottle. “This would be an awfully tight fit without it.
Paige… whimpered. “No, please,” she whispered, looking between the two of them at them. “You got what you wanted, just let me go…”
Noah put a finger on his mouth. “What was that you said? That we could go suck our own cocks? Doesn’t sound very enthusiastic… why should he show such a stubborn slut any kind of mercy?
The bridesmaid swallowed… and then, sobbing, sank down onto her knees and opened her mouth.
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