She left the church and followed the gravel road that her rapists had left on. Her feet were killing her and she had been walking for hours when she finally got out of wooded area and could see a road ahead of her. She needed to rest for a little bit so she just sat on the side of the gravel path. It was light out now and she looked down at her self. There were cum stains on her tights and lots of little runs in them as well as a few big ones. She rubbed her sore feet surprised to find that they weren’t bloody. She laid down and was about to pass out when something forced her to get up and get to the road. She was completely exhausted, but forced herself to get to the road.
She got to the road and collapsed in exhaustion beside the road. She looked both ways and in a stroke of luck there was a truck approaching from her right. She jumped up and waved the truck down. The old truck stopped and the old man sitting inside gave her a look like she was a misplaced whore. “Get in” he said and Rachel walked to the passenger side and entered the truck. “How much?” he asked looking the girl up and down. “What?” she said to him. “How much?” he said again. He must think I’m a prostitute she thought and she told him she wasn’t like that. “You sure look it,” he said, “but if you aint get out.” “Noo,” she pleaded, “I need a ride back home.” “And I got shit I gotta do today,” he said, “I aint got no time to take little ladies to town.”
She thought for a moment, “What do you want?” she asked, “I need to go home.” “That’s more like it hun,” he said, “Suck my cock and I’ll drive you into the city.” He started driving while Rachel took out his cock and sucked him off. They were just getting to the outskirts when he came into her mouth and she promptly swallowed it all. “Thanks sweetie” he said when she pulled away and sat up in her seat. He rubbed her thigh and then started fingering her as she directed him to the club where her car was. She held back tears as he molested her until he finally dropped her off outside the club and without a word left.
She hurried over to her car hoping not to draw any attention to herself. Once inside her car she finally broke down and started crying profusely as she started on her way home.
She pulled her car into the driveway and sat there a moment to compose herself. She remembered she had left her flats in the car, so reached back and slipped those on her feet. She hoped she could sneak into her own house without her parents seeing her in her current state. She walked in the front door and thankfully her parents weren’t anywhere in sight, so she went quickly to the stairs to go up to her room. Just as she reached the top of the stairs, she heard her mom shout after her, “How was your night at Jen’s?” “Fine” Rachel shouted back as she mustered the strength to sound normal as possible. “I’ll let you know when lunch is ready sweetheart.” Her mom shouted back as she walked into her room where she took off her clothes and threw them in the garbage. She felt she couldn’t tell her parents about what happened and face all the questions they would have for her. She quickly went to the bathroom and jumped in the shower hoping it might make her feel better, though she knew it wouldn’t.
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