Gabriella and Troy had no idea how they ended up in this mess. On their way to a late-night outing at the beach, they were surrounded by a group of strangers. Abduction. Kidnapped.
Both of them were blindfolded and brought into a dark and cold room. Gabriella assumed it was underground, she swore that the car had gone down a ramp.
As their blindfolds were removed, she saw Troy firmly tied to a chair, a man pointing a gun directly to his head. She realised her hands were tied to the head of a bed; each of her leg tied to one corner of the bed. The men looked at her, with smirks on their faces. She was wearing a white buttoned blouse with her black bikini showing underneath. Gabriella feared what was going to happen.
"Who are you? What do you want?" asked Troy.
"Gang rape," replied the voice behind him. "How honest of me." He grinned.
Six men surrounded Gabriella. One of them jumped onto the bed, his body on top of her. Her screams and struggling did not help. Troy could do nothing. He watched helplessly as the scene before him unfolded. The man ripped her blouse apart, the buttons were sent flying to the ground. He tossed the clothing to the floor, his lips attacking her neck down to her breasts. His fingers buried themselves in her smooth and silky hair, tracing down to the sole piece of clothing that covered her well-developed breasts. He slid his hands under the bikini top and cupped her breasts, massaging them.
The other men laughed as he let out a loud groan. Gabriella's tears were flowing non-stop; she was being raped in front of the love of her life, and he could do nothing.
The man pressed his lower body hard against hers; Gabriella could feel her body respond with a bit of wetness at her opening. He tore her bikini top apart and began to suckle on each breast. He paused for a moment before removing his shirt and belt, and continuing to caress her body. He pressed his chest against her breasts and massaged them with his chest. His lower body began to rock forward and backward against hers.
Finally, he ripped off the only piece of clothing that was left, exposing her private parts and giving him full access. He slid one of his fingers into her opening and out continuously, stimulating her G-spot. He did with increasing speed and eventually, a gush of water came out.
Gabriella wanted it all to stop, but her body craved for more. She could feel his penis throbbing through his underwear and thick jeans. It was too much for him to hold back. He unbuckled his jeans and tore his underwear apart, his penis springing up immediately.
Without a moment's hesitation, he thrust into her. Gabriella let out a scream, her back arched upwards, her hands clenched tightly. This time, the ropes around her limbs were cut by the other men. She was now free to be manuveoured. The man thrust into repeatedly, pace increasing. He enjoyed his penis being swallowed by the flesh of a woman. The warmth of the connection generated much pleasure. Each thrust made him moan. Each thrust made her soul shatter. Her virginity was taken away from her. Her innocence was shattered.
With a final thrust, a warm liquid unleashed from his penis into her womb. Within a moment's time, she had a warm sensation. The man pulled out, but that was not the end. The others from the same gang took turns to give her the same treatment.
The thrusting action at her opening was too much for her to bear. Gabriella prayed hard it was all a dream. She felt like was at the brink of death.
When the men were done, they put on their clothes back on and turned to Troy. "Do it," one of them said. The other pulled out a gun and fired.
Troy screamed. His penis was shot.
The men's loud laughs echoed in the empty room. They entered their car and drove away, leaving Troy and Gabriella behind.
Both of them, feeling dark and cold.