‘Could this be them? Or it is a random repairman? Oh my god, I’m standing here with my body exposed. I’m just asking to be raped!’ Tess fought the urge to panic and simply jump back into her little compact car.
But her internal conflict simply paralyzed her. She could neither move nor stand completely at attention. The van had parked a mere dozen feet away, it sounded like. There was no mistake that it had came right up against the semi-naked woman standing by herself in the middle of the parkade like a statue.
The sound of doors opening, including a sliding door on its rails, was nearly deafening for the young girl. She instinctively backed away from the sounds, but felt the cold surface of the driver’s side window on her naked back covered only by fishnet.
“Now that’s a sight. Check out this little Asian slut.” She heard chuckles coming seemingly from a semi-circle of a group of men as they surrounded the scantily-clad young woman, dressed whorishly in public with a blindfold on. She shifted hesitantly on her high heels.
“Looks like this is the payment we were promised for the job we did,” said another.
“She doesn’t look like your typical whore. No tats, no dyed hair. I think she’s one of those stuck up bitches working in one of these office buildings.”
“Well look at her, she’s scared.” Tess was trembling, surrounded by rough-sounding characters. She knew she can’t escape, and her Master was nowhere in sight.
‘I’m fucking terrified. What should I do?!?’ Finally her flight instinct took over and she tried to turn around quickly to grab her door handle. But in her panic she had forgotten to take off her blindfold.
But it didn’t matter, as they descended upon her in an instant. Her arms were bound together by the grip of multiple men. One hand covered her mouth instantly to muffle her screams. Her tits bounced wildly as she tried to pull herself away from their grip to no avail.
Soon, they began to fondle her at will beginning with rough calloused hands grabbing handfuls of her mounds. Her supple tit flesh bulged between their meaty fingers as they squeezed and fondled her. They pinched her pink nipples roughly, as Tess took a sharp breath in reaction to the sting of their rough handling. They began ripping holes in the mesh fabric around each of her tits so they could find better purchase.
Her micro skirt was pulled up on her thighs, bunched tightly around her toned midsection. This exposed her toned legs and the firm, round globes of her ass. They smacked her cheeks with glee, seeing the supple flesh bounce in response. Her thong was pulled tightly over her pussy mound and small asshole. She teetered on her high heels which were designed for parading around in, but utterly impractical for trying to escape her situation.
Their tattooed hands went to town on her orifices, ripping open the mesh material of her bodysuit between her legs. Then she felt the roughness of their hands molesting the delicate folds of her pussy lips or a meaty finger trying to force its way through her anal opening.
“Oh my god, she’s already lubed!” exclaimed the man in the midst of teasing her anal opening with his fingers.
Tess barely registered his comment at this point, not knowing if this was to be a gang rape fantasy or if her Master actually sold her off. Either way, he was not there to control the situation. She was at their complete mercy, and her fear overshadowed her arousal this time.
“Speaking of her face, let’s take off that blindfold,” said another one of the goons.
With that, her blindfold was pulled off with a flourish from her raven locks. The men all got quiet, as they recognized Tessa Tong from the nightly news.
“Holy shit, it’s her from the news channel!”
“Wow, always thought she was a cute little princess. What is she doing here dressed like a whore?”
“Are you doing this for money, sweetheart? You don’t look like you need it,” asked one of the goons.
“Or do you like doing this for fun?” said the leader with a devilish grin.
Tess was at a loss herself… she didn’t know how to spin this one and she could only utter the truth.
“I’m…waiting for my Master and his men. They’ll be here soon!”
“Sweetheart, looks like you’ve been played. They’re not coming tonight.”
“Yeah, we’re the only ones supposed to be here, looking to pick up our payment for a job we did. You must be it!”
Tess grew more and more frightened. She tried to back away once more but this time she had their hands all over her exposed body in the parkade.
“I…don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not here for you. My master will be here.”
“Honey, tonight, I’M your master,” said the leader of the group. With that, he grabbed a fistful of her wavy black hair from her scalp and smacked her across her face. She looked back with terrified, doe eyes. He looked down at her slave collar.
“You’re going to be a good little Fuck Toy for all of us here tonight,” he said with a wide grin.
“We’re gonna tear your ass up,” chimed in another goon.
“You’re about to pull a train, right here, putana,” said another in a latino accent.
Tess winced at the roughness of their dialogue. In her sheltered upbringing, she had never encountered these kinds of men before. And now they’re about violate her to their heart’s content.
They promptly unzipped their jeans and took out their cocks of various sizes. They began molesting the young girl with renewed hunger. They picked her up off her heels from the cement floor. She floated four feet off the ground, trapped in their iron grip. The strong arms spread her legs, exposing her delicate pink pussy wrapped in only the dainty sheer fabric of her thong.
They took their time toying with her body, teasing her nipples roughly and rubbing her clit through the sheer material of her thong. They sampled every inch of the 24-year-old star of the news channel.
The de-facto leader was given the first taste of the girl as if she was being served up on a platter, and he promptly buried his face into her pink snatch. His tongue quickly wormed its way into the inner folds of Tess’s orifice. And despite her protests and resistance, she began to feel the pleasure of his administrations. He pulled his head back for a brief second, and looked at her sharply with his cold blue eyes.
“I’ve always liked young Asian sluts. I like the young shy ones, because they look so good and innocent when I ream them out. I’m gonna make you my little whore tonight.”
Tess could only look back at him with pleading eyes, as he grabbed her hips and renewed his oral assault on her pink snatch. On either side of her, she had each one of her perky tits being mauled by the face of an attacker. All around, men were trying to reach in to cop a feel of her smooth, pale skin lit by the bright overhead lights.
A faint moan escaped her lips, and her juices began to flow again.
Tess was terrified… but her body, to her disdain, began to react to the situation. She was essentially being a slut against her own will. She wondered if this was actually her fault for offering implied consent, following her Master’s instructions being lubed and blindfolded in a downtown parkade for whoever finds her. She was dressed to be used like a slut slave, and she had no doubt this was part of his plan.
“Noooo, please… don’t do this to me. I can’t… I don’t know you,” she pleaded while he eat her pussy like it would be his last on deathrow.
“You’re going to get everything you deserve, you fucking slut. Why else would you be dressed like you’re ready to be fucked, in a blindfold, in the middle of a parking lot?”
“Yeah, you’re a whore and you know it. Just take it, you little cunt. I’m sure you’ve done groups before,” said another.
The realization that he’s correct in his assumption gave the young woman pause in her feeble protests, and pangs of shame washed over her.
‘The only time things ever make sense is when I just give in…and be the simple fuck toy they expect me to be’ she lamented to herself.
With that, her limbs stopped straining against their arms. She began to enjoy the leader gorging on her tender pink snatch. She had painstakingly groomed herself prior to what she thought would be pleasing to her master’s wealthy friends, whose standards were set by high-class escorts. Tess had imagined she should carry herself like one.
Instead, she was about to let herself be a plaything for a group of ex-cons in some random parking lot. Her heart sank lower than it ever did, even with all the humiliating things she’s done for the Master so far. Sure, she let herself be used before. But this was different; her Master had sold her to a bunch of goons off the street whom he owed money to. It was utterly degrading for the young professional newscaster.
‘I don’t have a safe word here. It won’t matter to these men,’ she thought with trepidation.
It started with one of them bending her over the hood of her car. Her pussy and asshole were on display for the taking, under the glare of the overhead lights. With her ass already lubed and with plenty of her juices flowing from being eaten out, Tess knew she was ready to have her holes filled whether she wanted them to or not.
‘If I wasn’t so experienced in getting gang fucked, I’d be screaming bloody murder right now. But I am, and I could take this,’ she reassured herself despite her fear.
“Spread your ass for me, little girl,” the bossman commanded her.
“Yes…daddy,” she replied on autopilot and complied. He pulled her pink thong aside so it was taught against her bubble-like ass cheek.
With that, he positioned his fat 7-inch cock at her pussy lips. He rubbed his cockhead all around her freshly-eaten snatch. She resigned herself to have her womb be penetrated by this strange, hard man. What’s more is that she is resigning herself to be fucked by these men without any vetting or protection. She felt as though she was on the precipice of total ruin, more so than ever before.
Only for him to suddenly slip his fat knob straight into her asshole and thrust his shaft to the hilt inside the young girl.
“Uuuunnnnhhhhhh!” she moaned deeply, a reaction to both the pain and the familiar tinge of pleasure from having her ass filled so quickly.
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