"Make a sound," a coarse voice whispered in her ear, "and it'll be your last. I know how to use this knife I've got against your throat."
She felt the hot touch of the blade against her skin and leaned away from the knife, back into the arms of her captor. His hand eased off her mouth and waited to see if she was going to scream. Sheri felt him relax as she kept silent. He pulled her back into the vacant lot as his companions joined them.
"Get her back here where we can get at her," another voice muttered. "Shit! We don't want to fuck her on the damn sidewalk. Back here, back here in the frees."
"Please!" she whispered. "Please don't hurt me. Let me go home, please."
"Shut up!" one of them told her as she felt her head jerk back from the force of his slap. "Keep your damn mouth shut. Your mouth shut and your pussy open, that's all we want. Do that and you'll be all right. Make any more noise and they can bury you tomorrow, if they ever find all the pieces of you."
The others laughed at his comment, then quickly quieted down as the man placed a finger to his lips. "Keep it down, damn it," he cautioned. "You want to bring all the neighborhood down on us?"
"Might not be a bad idea," one of them whispered back. "Might be lots more pussy in these houses around here."
"And pistols and rifles and men scared enough to use tern," the leader warned him. "Now let's take what we got. If this pussy wears out, we can always go looking for some more. Let's try this ain't first, though."
Sheri was pulled down onto the ground. Rough hands held her by the arms and legs. They spread her legs as her sweater and skirt were pulled from her. One big hand gave a hard jerk and broke the bend of her bra. The dainty nylon was pulled away to expose her lift to their lascivious hands. Sheri gasped as she felt them being pulled. The nipples stung as fingers caught them and pinched them. Some man's face plunged over her chest and began to suck at the tits. She saw another of the gang push that face over and force his way in to suck on the other tit. Her panties were torn from her, then her pussy felt a hand pawing it. The terrified girl tried to struggle but the men held her tightly. She almost got off a scream, but it caught in her throat as the man holding her right arm anticipated her and whispered hoarsely into her ear.
"Remember, baby," he cautioned. "One peep out of you and we cut your throat. We can fuck a warm body even after it's dead. You remember that, huh?" She swallowed the frightened lump in her throat as the finger reached inside her pussy and felt around.
"Tight little pussy," the leader's voice whispered. "That'll make it even more fun. All right, you guys. You've sucked those tits long enough. Get out of the way so I can knock off a piece of tail."
In the darkness she couldn't see his cock as he pulled it out of his pants. She could only see his dark form as he came over her. She gasped as the hard prick came against her pussy. The girl never imagined that a man was so hard down there. It was like nothing she'd ever imagined. He rammed it against her, forcing the throbbing head between her cunt-lips. Her pussy seemed unable to take that much meat. The blonde thought for a minute that he wouldn't be able to get his cock inside her virgin cunt.
"I said it was a tight little pussy," he laughed. "I'll bet she's never been fucked before. That right, honey?"
He never even looked at her face to see her nod her answer. His concentration was on holding her ass in his hands to steady her for the next onslaught of his pecker. Sheri felt him pause and steady the contact between cock and cunt. Then he lunged. He gasped as he plunged his cock unmercifully through her cherry. She cried out softly from the searing pain, then looked down to see how the cock was ripping at her. It was too dark to see anything but his shadow. She could feel it, though. She could feel the hot, tearing pain as he fucked into her. She knew her virgin blood was pouring over the cock and down her thighs.
"Uhhhhh!" her rapist gasped as he fucked wildly into the frightened girl's cunt. "Ohhhhh, what a soft little pussy. Now that I've opened her up for you guys, you got one hell of a night ahead."
He thrust deeper into her torn pussy. His hands groped her tits, pulling them roughly until they hurt almost as much as her cunt. She lay helpless as he fucked violently, his cock becoming more and mow excited. She lay pinned on the ground, crying softly as his prick suddenly became a throbbing, trembling raging shaft of exploding passion and lust. His cum gushed into her cunt, shaking her violently with the force of his eruption. He gasped and panted, emptying his balls into her, then lay on her a minute before slowly puffing his cock put of her cunt and getting up.
"All right," he grunted. "Joe, since you brought her in here, you take the next fuck."
"Yeah!" the voice she had first heard answered.
"I just hope she fucks half as nice as she felt when I pulled her in here. I got a look at her out there. She's got a hell of a pair of tits and the sexiest ass you ever saw. Yeah! I want to bury my cock in that sweet little thing."
He crawled onto Sheri and shoved his cock into her cunt. He rammed up into her sore pussy roughly and pumped furiously. Sheri gasped from the force of his fuck, her body shaking from the way he rammed his cock all the way into her aching hole. She could hear the sound of his flesh against hers as he grabbed her tits even more roughly than had the last man. He fucked her with wild abandon, then unloaded his cock into her. She was almost in a faint as he finished, her body hurting from the treatment. The girl saw no way she could survive the remainder of the men. If they kept raping her she would be either dead or insane long before they were satisfied.
Then her luck came back. As Joe pulled his cock out of her cunt, a light flashed across the vacant lot. A spotlight paused as its beam hit the motorcycles. It wavered a moment, then swept towards the cluster of men around the girl. Then it snapped off, leaving the darkness deeper than ever.
"Cops!" someone gasped. "We better get out of here fast."
"No worry," another member of the gang laughed. "He's gone. He didn't see a damn thing."
"The hell he didn't!" the leaders voice came back. "That was a cop's car all right. No way he couldn't have seen us. Probably a patrolman by himself. He wouldn't take us on without help. The bastard's probably just down the street, waiting for reinforcements. You guys will have to wait for your pussy. We gotta haul ass!"
They rushed for the bikes. Sheri lay moaning on the ground as she heard the motors roar into life. The gang pulled out into the street and thundered off away from the direction the cop's car had gone. In the distance she could hear several sirens. The blonde waited for the cops to come help her. She waited alone on the damp ground far five minutes. She forced herself up and crawled about, feeling over the grass and weeds until she found her skirt and sweater. She managed to get them back on, and still no cops had come. She dazedly got to her feet and staggered home. Later she figured that if the cop had seen the rape, he must have thought they were only fucking one of the girls in their group.
She had been lucky, the girl who cringed against the building. She had gotten away from the men. Sheri still shuddered at the memory of her rape. Yes, that little girl had no idea how lucky she had been.
"You with me?"
Sheri looked up at the face of Marianne. The brunette was frowning deeply, her eyes studying the blonde intensely.