“Fuck fuck fuck this feels soo fucking amazing ” you moan.
I film your face close up as you say this, the passion and pleasure etched on your face as I have the urge to kiss you, doing so as the one in your pussy groans loudly, filling you. Your whole body shakes each time one cums inside you and you laugh in delight. The last one pulls out, leaving you gaping and ruined on the grass as they show no regard for you. One of them takes my wallet, taking my ID out before he slaps me across the face and laughs, “bring her back tomorrow or we will find you!”
The woman watching comes up to me and hugs me and strokes my hair. “How are you feeling honey. Have you been hurt bad?”
The boys walk off and she unties your wrists and gives me my belt back. I am sitting there, watching it happen, feeling ashamed and embarrassed at having cum twice and doing nothing to stop it as I watch her free you.
You are bruised and have marks on your wrists and ankles. I am so embarrassed having cum watching you got used and abused. I help you to your feet and then pick you up gently and carry you back to the car. When we get home I run you a bath and washed you. I would be doing whatever it takes for you not to be revolted in me for not protecting you, for letting you be taken, for getting off on it. I carry left you out of the bath when you are washed and wrap you in a huge fluffy towel and carry our to our bed. You start masturbating as soon as I tuck you in.
“Can I sleep with you in our bed tonight honey? Or would you want to be left alone after everything you had been through?”
“You can stay.”
“I would want to hold you, comfort you, tell you it will be alright and that I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again.”
“But you did didn’t you. You jerked off while four men raped me.”
“I am so sorry, they over powered me… I couldn’t stop them. Please forgive me.”
“Kiss my cunt darling. Its soo sore.”
“Yes… of course!” I quickly lower myself to the end of the bed, pushing the covers back as I situate myself between your legs, pushing them wider and exposing your ravaged pussy to the air.”
“Did you take pictures honey?”
I blush from between your legs as I lower myself down to kiss those swollen lips.
“No.. they broke my phone..”
“Ohh for fuck sake!”
I am hesitant to ask in between caressing you gently with my lips, but I ask anyway.
“Wh.. why do you want photos… of what happened?”
“I have never been wanted like that before.”
“I want you more than anything!” I say, with love and lust and concern in my eyes.
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