"Wake up."
The words entered her dream but still she didn't wake up at first. It wasn't even a comfortable position to sleep in. She sat on the porch with her back against the cabin. The sun had lulled her to sleep. She should have known better than to fall asleep out in the open without anything to defend herself with. The warm sun rays had just taken over.
"Hey, wake up," the voice reached her again along with a hand shaking her shoulder.
She opened her eyes and stared directly into the face of a man with long black hair. Her eyes grew wide and she tried to move backwards, completely forgetting she was already sitting up against a wall, and the back of her head slammed into it.
"Wow, easy there," he continued.
Behind him she could hear two other voices snicker a bit. Apparently she must have looked real funny when she jumped like that. Still scared out of her mind but there wasn't really anything to do, or anywhere to go, as she felt like she was trapped between the stranger and the wall. She should have known better. Three days without any sight of anyone near this old cabin in the forest but she knew someone had to own it and she was probably staring at the owner right now.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Joy," she answered.
"I'm Roman and those two laughing schoolgirls behind me are Seth and Dean," he said.
"Howdy girl," Dean gave her a two finger salute.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone owned this place," she said.
"That's a lie," Roman chuckled. "I can see you're wearing some of the clothes you found inside and you've probably been eating some of the canned food as well."
She got a look of guilt on her face. He had called her out right on the spot. Finding female clothes inside the cabin had made her lower her guards. Seeing four beds in the small room that worked as kitchen, livingroom and bedroom all in one had made her think it might belong to a family of mom, dad and two kids. Seeing three men in front of her was a surprise. Maybe it was the dad and his two friends. Besides the room that worked as three rooms, there was a small bathroom in the back, but that was it. A really small cabin.
"It's alright," he continued with a smile. "We can talk more about it inside."
He stood back up and reached his hand down to her. Hesitatingly she took it and allowed him to help her to her feet. He seemed friendly enough and the two other guys didn't seem any different but still she was on guard. She had learned a long time ago that friendly could cover over something fake and everyone was ready to screw you over to get ahead in life. Still she followed him inside the cabin.
"I can see you slept in my bed," he said.
She looked over at the bed the closest to the door. That was the only reason she had chosen it, in case she needed to get out of there fast. That bed and the two on the opposite wall were alike. Good, soft beds. The last one behind the one she had slept in seemed different. Something about it she didn't like. Unfortunately that was the bed he pointed at.
"You'll move down to that one. The other three are ours," he said.
"I'm not staying. I'm sorry for intruding but I really should get going," she said.
"Where?" Seth finally spoke up. "If you've found this place in the middle of fucking nowhere, I think it's safe to say you got nowhere to go."
Once more she had been called out right on the spot. She had nowhere to go. She wasn't even sure why she had walked so far into an unknown forest, but she had and she had come across this cabin.
"No one knows where you are," Dean said.
It didn't come out as a question. It was a statement and it was followed by a little smile. A smile that she couldn't quite figure out. He seemed to try and warm her up with it but still she was on edge.
"Okay," Seth said and placed a bag of groceries on the small kitchen counter. "I'm gonna start on dinner. You three kick off your shoes and relax."
Once again Roman pointed at the other bed and she moved over to sit on it. The three men quickly opened a conversation, talking as friends usually do, and she just sat back and listened. Occasionally they would ask her a question and she would answer. They seemed friendly enough and still something felt wrong. She just didn't know what it was. Several times she caught one of them staring at her as if they were secretly checking her out and she didn't like it. However, she didn't feel like she had much choice other than to stay right in that moment.
Seth turned out to be a good cook and she enjoyed a real meal rather than the canned food she had been eating the last three days. Her and Roman took care of the dishes afterwards and the evening was spent with normal conversation. As bedtime drew close, she started feeling uneasy again. It wouldn't be comfortable to sleep in jeans but she didn't feel like taking them off in front of three strange men and showing them her underwear. As if Roman had read her mind, he grabbed a t-shirt from a bag and tossed it to her.
"Here. That'll cover you up," he said.
"You can change in the bathroom," Dean added.
She nodded and made her way to the bathroom. She gave the small window a look of longing. Why did people always make windows in these sort of places too small for anyone to crawl out of them? She just wanted to get away but she didn't feel like she had much choice. As friendly as they seemed, they also seemed to be hiding something and she didn't like it. With a sigh she got out of the jeans and the top she was wearing and pulled the t-shirt over her head. It reached down to her knees and covered her just as Roman had said it would. Once she came back out, they were all sitting on their individual beds, just looking at her, and it made her skin crawl.
"Goodnight," Seth said in a teasing tone.
"Goodnight," she said lowly and crawled under the covers.
She didn't know how long she had slept, probably not too long by the grogginess she felt as something woke her up. It took a few seconds to realize that something was actually someone on top of her. She opened her eyes and mouth at the same time but before a word could leave her mouth, a hand came down on it to keep her quiet.
"Ssh, baby girl, just let it happen," Roman said.
Gone was the warm tone he had put on earlier that day. He sounded cold and cruel now. His other hand moved down and grabbed her panties, trying to slide them down her legs. Finally she realized what was about to happen and she tried fighting back. It was pointless and instead of continuing to slide down her panties, he simply tore them right off her.
"Just fucking lie still!" he snarled in her ear.
He caught both her wrists with his free hand and pinned them down over her head. He forced his knees in between her legs and seconds after the pain set in as he pushed himself inside her. She cried into his hand and he pushed her head to the side. Her eyes caught a pair of blue eyes. Dean was sitting on his bed with a vile smile on his face, just watching what was going on. She wondered why she was forced to be quiet if he knew what was going on. It could only mean the last man Seth wasn't allowed to know. As if he had heard his name being called in her head, he came into sight and sat down next to Dean, just watching the show unfold in front of them.
"Roman doesn't like hearing screams," Seth said as if he had read her mind.
"But we do," Dean added. "So feel free to cry and scream when it's our turn."
Those words were the breaking point for her. She stopped trying to fight back against Roman's hold and she didn't cry into his hand anymore. She just lied still and allowed it to happen. What else could she do?
"That a girl," Roman said and moved his hand from her mouth. "So... fucking... good!"
The last three words came with a hard thrust each and then he held still. Sweat was dripping from his forehead down on her face but she hardly even blinked by the feeling of the stinky drops. She kept looking at Seth and Dean that both raised their hands and childish enough did a paper scissors rock game over who's turn it was.
"Aw man!" Dean threw his hands up as he lost.
Seth left the bed with a chuckle and moved towards her and Roman, dropping his boxers on the floor as he crossed it. Roman moved away and just a few seconds later Seth was on top of her, forcing his way inside her just as Roman had done. She just continued lying still, watching the bed across from her as Roman walked over and sat down next to Dean.
"Is she any good?" Dean asked.
"Oh yeah," Roman grinned.
"And we didn't even have to work for it this time," Dean chuckled.
He looked over at her. Again it seemed as if he could read her mind. He moved away from the bed and walked over to them. He crouched down next to her, his hand grabbing her hair as he continued to look at her while Seth groaned on top of her.
"Usually we find a girl and bring her here for some fun time. You just came on your own," Dean said.
"Thank you for making it so easy," Seth got out through his groans.
"You done soon?" Dean looked up at him.
"Yeah," Seth thrust in one last time. "I am now."
"Move!" Dean said.
"Yeah yeah, I'm going," Seth laughed.
He pulled out of her and left the bed. Dean grabbed her hips and rolled her around. He yanked her ass up as much as he could when she clearly wasn't about to help him and then placed himself between her legs. He pushed his boxers down and entered her with one hard thrust. A small whimper left her and he chuckled while his hand came down on her ass.
"Yeah, you scream alright, little slut. Only turns me on even more," he said.
She gritted her teeth, not wanting to give this man any kind of sick pleasure. He thrust in a couple of times and then held still.
"It sucks to go last. You're already filled with their cum," he said annoyed.
"Jealousy doesn't suit you," Roman laughed.
"Yeah, whatever. Luckily she comes with more holes than one," Dean chuckled back.
He pulled out of her and without warning forced himself inside her ass instead. This time she couldn't keep her voice down. It was a weird noise that left her, almost sounding like a little animal of some sort that was being skinned alive. That was the only thing that came to mind as she whimpered like she had never whimpered before.
"Ah yes, that's it," Dean said as he thrust into her over and over.
His movements were rough and hard, the pain was unbearable but there was nothing she could do than lie there and take it and just hope he would be done soon. Her fingers pulled the pillow close and she sank her teeth into it. Anything to help her through it.
"Aw, will you look at that?" Dean said mockingly. "Little slut can't take it."
"She's taking it though," Seth laughed.
"Looks fucking hot from here," Roman added.
"And I'm done!" Dean growled as he finally came.
He pulled out of her just as fast as he had entered, drawing another whimper from her. Again he laughed and slapped her ass before grapping her hair and yanking her head up from the pillow.
"Better fucking get used to it, little slut. You see..." He pointed between him and the bed where Roman and Seth sat. "There's three of us and one of you. You ain't getting nowhere if you try to run. So just suck it up and fucking deal with it."
He pushed her head back down in the pillow and walked over to his two friends.
"Move. My bed," he said.
"Yeah yeah," Seth said.
"Who's staying up first?" Dean asked.
"I am," Roman answered.