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   Agony (mf, nc, teen, asian)   
      
   She screamed in agony as he forced his cock deep into   
   her bowels, stretching her ass until she thought it   
   would tear, her slender fourteen year old body shaking   
   and jerking in revulsion and terror, her body bent over   
   and tied achingly to a large chair.   
      
   She couldn't believe, her mind a whirl of pain and   
   humiliation, that she had left her house just a few   
   hours ago to go on a date-it seemed like another world   
   altogether. She had taken over an hour to prepare,   
   combing out her long, blue-black hair and tying it in a   
   loose braid, applying makeup to enhance her glowing   
   Asian eyes, powdering her delicate features to give her   
   face a clear, pale glow. She had even bought a special   
   dress, a short-sleeved affair which covered her upper   
   body, pulling attention away from her almost non-   
   existent chest to her narrow waist, and which fell from   
   there into a short, flirty skirt which showed off legs   
   strong and well shaped from years of bicycle riding.   
      
   It had been so exciting, she remembered, being asked   
   out by the seventeen year old captain of the football   
   team, Tommy. All her friends had just died.   
      
   She was forced back to reality as Tommy took her chin   
   in his hand and forced her to look at him, her tear   
   stained face a mask of fear and desperation.   
      
   "Please, uh, please let, aahgg, me go," she whimpered   
   as his friend continued plowing her virgin ass, sending   
   streamers of agony through her each time his hips   
   crashed against her ass cheeks, the penetration tearing   
   her apart.   
      
   "You are so beautiful Sylvia," he answered softly. "I'm   
   not done with you yet." With that he stood up and urged   
   his friend on, telling him to fuck the little bitch   
   hard, to hurt her, to make her scream. She turned red   
   in shame as she felt him come inside her ass, her ass   
   burning at the violation.   
      
   She remembered they had gone out to dinner, and she had   
   talked, and he had talked, and then he had taken her   
   back to his place, since he had forgotten to bring the   
   flowers he had gotten her. He invited her in to meet   
   his parents, but instead found Greg waiting for her   
   just inside the door. Greg, a six foot two, two hundred   
   pound offensive lineman, had picked her up like she was   
   a rag doll and thrown her to the ground. She hadn't   
   realized what was going on even as he ripped the   
   clothes off her. It was only when she had seen Tommy   
   stepping out of his pants that she had realized that he   
   was going to rape her.   
      
   And rape her he had, taking her virginity brutally   
   while she thrashed and screamed and begged and pleaded   
   beneath him, the pain and humiliation and betrayal and   
   shame making her buck with inhuman strength to throw   
   him off, but all in vain. He had taken her with his   
   friend Greg watching and helping, and they had laughed   
   each time she screamed after he drove into her hard.   
      
   And they had joked after he had come and was still   
   inside her, with her moaning, defeated, on the ground.   
   She had thought they would let her go then, but she was   
   wrong. Greg wanted his turn, and had tied her bent over   
   a chair so he could have "her remaining virgin hole."   
   It was a hell from which she felt she'd never be   
   released.   
      
   "You really think the chandelier is strong enough?" she   
   heard Greg ask, his cock thankfully removed from her   
   anus.   
      
   "Sure. Hell, I used to swing from it when I was ten.   
   She can't weigh much more than I did. Of course, we'll   
   have to gag her. We don't want her caterwauling   
   bringing over the neighbors."   
      
   "Ok. Let's do it." They laughed and she heard them   
   giving each other a high five.   
      
   She had no fight left in her as they untied her,   
   ignoring her pleadings to be released. Still she   
   managed to squirm and try to keep Tommy from shoving   
   her panties into her mouth until Greg grabbed her head   
   and forced her jaw open. Tape then covered the lower   
   half of her face as she was effectively gagged, and the   
   rope was brought around to fasten her arms together in   
   front of her, her wrists fastened painfully together.   
      
   Tommy held his prize at arms length, gazing at her in   
   admiration. She was a beauty, all right, the tears   
   streaming down her face, the look of horror in her   
   gorgeous Asian eyes, her wide, delicate nose flaring as   
   she breathed, her long blue-black hair frayed from its   
   braid to fall across her shoulders, the way her   
   shoulders shook as she sobbed only made her more   
   beautiful in his eyes.   
      
   As Greg brought in a ladder from the garage Tommy   
   thought back to when he had first seen her. She had   
   been in the stands sitting next to the other freshman   
   girls, or fresh meat as he and his friends called them,   
   and he had been entranced. He had wanted her that very   
   instance; more than that, he had wanted to dominate   
   her, to hurt her, to hear her whimper under the   
   punishment of his cock. And now he had her. He smiled   
   to himself as he led his little Asian princess under   
   the chandelier and handed the rope up to Greg.   
      
   Sylvia used her eyes to plead with Tommy to let her go   
   as she felt her arms pulled over her head, the rope on   
   her wrists beginning to burn as she was pulled to her   
   toes, the muscles in her calves and thighs straining to   
   keep her balance.   
      
   Greg descended the ladder and both he and Tommy stood   
   back to admire their prize. Her shapely legs were well   
   displayed as they strained to keep the ropes from   
   stripping the skin from her wrists, her narrow hips and   
   waspish waist giving her the illusion of a chest. Her   
   breasts, although merely small bulges of flesh topped   
   by nipples, perfectly complimented the rest of her   
   body.   
      
   Sylvia trembled fearfully in her bondage as the boys   
   stared at her. She felt their come dripping from her   
   ass and cunt down her thighs, and clenched them   
   together to hide this shame. When would this torture   
   end, she thought?   
      
   "No!" she tried to scream through her gag as she saw   
   them pull their belts from the pants lying on the   
   ground, but only a muffled moan came out. A loud   
   "THWACK" split the air and she screamed in pain as a   
   belt landed squarely against her midriff, jerking her   
   off balance. As she struggled to take the weight off   
   her wrists a belt landed against her ass, sending   
   thudding pain through her body and jerking her hips   
   forward.   
      
   "THWACK" against the front of her thighs. "THWACK"   
   against her shoulder blades. "THWACK" against her small   
   breasts. "THWACK THWACK THWACK" the belts fell again   
   and again, driving her crazy with agony. The pain in   
   her wrists was merely a dull aching compared to the   
   fire of her body as the belts drove her to the edge of   
   consciousness, her muffled screaming turned to grunting   
   and whimpering as the boys relentlessly battered her   
   teenaged body.   
      
   She was in a daze of pain when they stopped, and didn't   
   even realize it. Her wrists were bleeding and her body   
   was black and blue. When she felt gentle hands lift her   
   up she didn't know whose they were or where she was.   
      
      
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