“Put her on my cock.” he commanded, much more sternly after the show of disrespect earlier. The large black man with dreads easily lifted Amy up. She summoned all of her remaining strength to kick the large black man right in his balls. He crumbled to the ground, as did Amy, who lacked the strength to remain upright. The other two men quickly grabbed her, this time each grabbing one arm and one leg.
“Amy closed her eyes and bit down into her lip hard enough to draw blood as they lowered her onto the monstrous device. Amy nearly passed out as it tore straight into her anus, ripping it wide open. He started raping her savagely. She knew she would probably die like this. He bounced her up and down as she flailed helplessly. She screamed and cried as piss sprayed from her. He almost completely tore through Amy’s taint as he savagely sodomized her. The other two attackers were too busy trying to restrain their friend, eventually having to take him upstairs. Her ex-husband and the scared Mexican remained. Her ex walked up between her legs and pulled out a lighter. He struck the lighter and a large flame flickered out. He immediately pressed it against Amy’s pale pink nipples, alternating between them. Amy couldn’t pass out, she couldn’t scream, and she couldn’t fight. All she could do was survive as she was brutally ass raped while having her nipples burned. Her nipples were bright red and burned before he finally stopped torturing her. She had nearly passed out several times. Everything was spinning as a pool of blood sat at the edge of the pool table. The scared Mexican used his legs to spread hers wide open and put her in a full nelson, her arms raised up with his arms behind her neck forcing her to look down. Then he laid back, forcing her to look at her ex-husband. She shook her head “no” as tears poured from her face. He balled up his fist and violently jammed it into her. The scared Mexican stopped thrusting, allowing the impact from him fisting her to do all the work. He violently punched the insides of her pussy, even opening his hands and clawing her insides. Amy bucked and struggled but to no avail. After he finished assaulting her, started being more gentle. He started massaging Amy’s clit, the only part of her body that hadn’t been brutalized. He started rubbing her, just how she liked it. Amy closed her eyes. She tried to imagine something pleasureable, but there was nothing. Nowhere her mind could go that would make his machinations anything but horrible. Her mind finally found something. She thought back to her first time with friend from NC and how after they’d fucked, he cuddled with her for a bit before his lust got the better of him and he began rubbing her. She could feel his fingers clumsily rubbing her clit as he attempted not to move too much. That’s what was happening. That’s what she allowed herself to feel as her ex-husband tried to force an orgasm from her. For the first time in what had to be hours, she’d started to feel pleasure. The first moan escaped Amy’s lips as he started to suck on her clit. Amy wasn’t going to fight this. She’d hurt so much she needed something, anything to make her feel good. So she took it. She could feel small ripples of pleasure pulsing through her body as he licked and rubbed her clit. He gently reached inside of her gaped open cunt and started to rub her g-spot as he sucked and licked her clit. Amy’s toes started to curl as he licked her and rubbed her. Images of her father again creeped into her head, but she would not be denied. She would not allow him to take this from her. She thought about her friend said that he wanted to eat her out. Although she wasn’t that into the idea, right now that’s what was happening in her mind. He was fingering her and eating her out. The pain she’d felt was all him. All the things he’d said he’d do to her and once he was done they’d lay in the bed, her quivering and exhausted and he’d hold her and everything would be alright. With that thought her body relaxed even more as she came nearer and nearer to orgasm. Amy’s sweet juices started leaking from her, covering her exes hand as he fingered her more vigorously, but still gentle enough not to hurt her. Amy’s fingers gripped at the felt as she was slowly being taken by orgasm. Her whole body began to quiver and spasm. Her ex could feel her cunt contracting around his fingers as he continued to finger fuck her. Amy’s head was swimming in pre-orgasmic bliss as every nerve in her body was on the edge of exploding. She closed her eyes and remembered the second time her friend came inside of her that night and how good it felt how his cum felt dripping from her hot, wanting cunt. The thought pushed her over the edge as her body spasmed and shook as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her. Her ex watched in awe as Amy came for almost two full minutes. He slipped a bag over his head and waited. As Amy’s eyes slowly fluttered open, her eyes were blurry but as she looked down between her legs, all she saw was her daughters face, her tongue still rubbing Amy’s clit. Amy’s eyes rolled back into her head as her body fell limp. Her ex-husband took the bag from off of his head and turned it around to look at the picture on the front. They’d done a pretty good job on the picture. He smiled and pulled out his cellphone. He had a text message. It read: “Loved the video, you better not have fucking killed her. I’m bring her ass over here I want to have some fun >:)”. The text message was from Lia.
Amy’s eyes flew open. Memories of what had been done to her still fresh in her head as she looked around. She wasn’t in the same place she was before, she was in…a basement of some sort. A very large basement. She was still in quite a bit of pain from the assault, but to her surprise she had the strength to stand and even move around a bit. She looked at the bars lining the cell she was in. She was naked and had a thick metal collar around her neck. She looked down at her hands expecting to see relatively fresh burn marks, but instead, they were pretty well healed up. How long was I out? Amy thought to herself, knowing it would take at the very least a week or two, maybe even longer for the injury to heal up as much as it had. Amy started towards the bars before the collar snagged her.
“Hello?!” Amy called out. Although she knew that only one of her captures would answer her call, talking to someone would be the only way that she could get any answers. “HELLO!!!” Amy called out again, this time more forcefully. After a few moments the scared Mexican from before walked over to her. He looked different than before, he had claw marks across his face as well as his previous scars. He smiled at Amy.
“You’re up…good. I thought I’d killed you.” He said with a smile. “Maybe now she’ll stop being such a bitch.” he said with a sigh.
“She? Who’s she?” Amy said, immediately, eager for answers.
“You’ll see soon enough.” The scared Mexican said as he started to walk away. Amy sighed, exasperatedly before sitting down. A few moments later a petite blonde girl walked in flanked by two large white men, one had a bald head and a tattoo across his chest, the other a fauxhawk. A broad smile crossed her face as she saw Amy sitting naked in the cell. Amy’s eyes locked firmly on to those of her cousin Lia’s. Fire blazed through Amy’s veins seeing the smug, satisfied look on her younger cousins face. The same cousin that she’d sacrificed so much for. The same cousin who’d cost her everything.
“I’m going to fucking kill you!” Amy screamed, violently jerking on her restraints as Lia looked on.
“No you won’t you’re just mad.” Lia replied.
“Come over here and you’ll find out how “just mad” I am.” Amy continued. “Do you know what they fucking did to me. They almost killed me. Do you hate me that much?”
“I…I don’t hate you…” Lia replied, the glee falling from her face. Lia had always had a love hate relationship with Amy. As much as Amy had done for her when she was young, she couldn’t help but hate Amy for having everything she could never have. Lia’s face turned red frustrated with her own sudden change. She knew only one thing would make her feel better. “Alright, it’s time to have some fun with my little bitch!” Lia said, her eyes lighting up with false enthusiasm. “Get her out of there. I want see you guys fuck her.” Lia smiled as they walked towards the cell. “Oh yeah, use this.” Lia smiled, brandishing a sharp switchblade. Amy’s eyes widened as she saw one of the men grab the knife. Flashbacks of when she’d been raped at knife point at Lia’s behest before flooded back into her mind. Her staring at Lia pleadingly as she sat there in her drug haze, smiling as Amy was being raped. Amy couldn’t help but start shaking.
“Lia…please…” Amy said to herself, as she continued to relive the assault. She didn’t even notice the men open the cell door until she felt their hands on her. The bald man laid on his back and stared expectantly at Amy.
“Get on it bitch, I don’t have all fucking day.” He smiled. Amy slowly climbed on top of him, and sat up slightly, but instead of positioning him inside of her, she quickly dropped her knee down into his rib cage, quickly following it up with a punch across the face. Before she could turn to try and dispatch the second guy, she felt the blade of a knife at her throat. Amy froze immediately. Lia smiled seeing that Amy was as vulnerable as always. The bald guy looked sternly at Amy, trembling above him, but he decided to take his revenge while fucking her. He quickly positioned himself and plunged himself into Amy’s dry, unprepared pussy. Amy gasped slightly, still trembling as the guy with the fauxhawk, slowly pulled the knife from her throat and started positioning himself at the opening to her recently repaired anus. Without warning, he jammed his 8” cock straight into her clenching anus undoing much of the healing that had been done. The both immediately started pounding their cocks into Amy’s shaking body. Amy closed her eyes, biting down on her lower lip hard as she tried to endure the pain, unwilling to give them the satisfaction of hearing her scream or cry. Taking her silence as a personal challenge the pounded her even more vigorously. The bald man, clasped his hands around Amy’s throat and started choking her roughly. Amy grasped his wrist and tried to pull his hands free, but he was far too strong for that. She was tempted to claw at the guy, but she remembered the guy behind her still had the knife. Amy’s face started to turn red as she started weezing, as she was slowly choked out. Panic struck Amy as she felt something sharp pressed against her breast. The man behind her was scraping her breast with the knife as she was being choked. She saw Lia smiling, her small hand sliding between her thighs as she started to massage her scarred little cunt.
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