Suddenly, 5-Volt mustered a sense of rage. Reaching down, she grabbed the ashtray from the floor and, with an angry scream, she reared up and swung the heavy object wildly in all directions. A lucky shot quickly caught Keegan in the side of the head. Stunned, the man grabbed at his eye and fell back, stumbling in front of Jackson's chair.

Surprised by the move, Terry stumbled back, landing in Martin's lap. In an instant, 5-Volt had leapt to her feet and darted for the doorway. The feeble entrance was almost ripped from its hinges and the naked woman shoved it open. She felt the door hit something on the other side as she again screamed at the top of her lungs. Pushing on the door again, it swung fully open and fell crooked onto the porch.

As 5-Volt made her way outside, she could see a body doubled over in front of the doorway. It was Tyrese, who had obviously been returning from his beer run. She could see a six-pack rolling down the front porch steps, hissing and spewing streams of beer from the punctures in the cans. He stood with both hands up to his face, moaning and groaning in pain. She realized she had hit him in the nose with the door.

Quickly, 5-Volt leapt from the porch onto the wet grassy lawn and could hear the commotion behind her as the gang sprang out of the front doorway. They were cussing and screaming as Jackson and Kevin quickly ran out after the brunette. Terry and Keegan scrambled inside, looking for their discarded clothing as Tyrese collapsed on the porch, still grasping at his nose with blood streaming down his chin. Martin had mumbled and laughed before passing out where he sat.

Huffing and puffing, 5-Volt ran across the street into the night. 5-Volt didn't know where she was, but knew she would rather be anywhere else. She didn't care anymore that she was naked; she had to get someone to help her. Hearing the footsteps behind her and Jackson drawing closer, 5-Volt yelled out to any potential witnesses, "Help! HELP! Someone call the police!"

Sadly, the neighbors in this area kept to themselves and didn't even see or hear her. As 5-Volt looked over her shoulder, Kevin's bulky legs had given out on him after only two hundred feet, but Jackson was hot on her trail with a death glare in his eyes. He was furious, and she feared what would happen if he caught her again.

Suddenly, 5-Volt saw a shadowy figure in the distance. It looked like... her husband! He seemed to have freed himself from his bindings. She was so close to protection. He shouted as he ran towards her, "Hurry! Let's get out of here!"

Rather abruptly, 5-Volt tripped and fell in another grassy lawn a mile or two away. She turned around as a shirtless Jackson slowed his pace and walked up to her. His muscles were tense and she could see the veins in his arms bulging and pulsing. They were both breathing heavy, but he could let a few chuckles find their way from his lips.

Seeing that... monster looking at her, 5-Volt saw the cringeworthy combo of lustful delight and irrepressible rage in his eyes. It made her worry that she might not survive the night. 5-Volt's husband tried to save her, but he was knocked out cold by Jackson, who punched him.

Again, Jackson grabbed them by the hair of their heads and pulled them into the house she escaped from and rudely placed her back in the same location and position she was in and dropped her unconscious husband on the floor. She could see Kevin lumbering towards her and then noticed Terry, Keegan, Tyrese and now Jordan, who was mentioned earlier. They were all stripping to be as naked as her and get ready to assault her again, Jordan asked, "What'd Tyrese and I miss?"

Jackson smirked, "Nothing, you're just in time."

5-Volt wished she could simply die right there, knowing her torment would take forever and last forever as Jackson shouted, "Where you think you were going, you stupid bitch?!"

Pulling the belt out from around his pants and then folding it in two, Jackson began snapping the leather together, whipping 5-Volt bare butt a few times as he growled, "Answer me! God damn it, and if you deliberately run away from us again, your son's gonna be orphan!"

The goons exclaimed, "Dang! That is dark! We love it!"

Jackson snarled at the naked woman as he asked a different question, "So, you gonna play nice this time or is your kid gonna lose his mommy and daddy?"

Viciously threatened and having no third option, 5-Volt shook uncontrollably and nodded. She fell to her knees and stared upwards at the ceiling. The thugs had her bend over the coffee table, ass high in the air and mouth wide open. They all scrambled around her, deciding who wanted to pound what holes and trying to get in a comfortable position.

Tyrese's cock went in 5-Volt's vagina, Martin and Jordan's cock's went in her asshole, Jackson, Kevin and Terry and Keegan all shoved as much of their cocks into her mouth as she could. All of that would actually be impossible for everyone involved, but they found a way.

The naked mom felt tears fall from her eyes like a waterfall, 5-Volt's ass and mouth were stretched painfully wide to accommodate everyone. It really hurt. They even took hold of her wrists and ankles to prevent her from moving, they squeezed her breasts and buttocks and hard as they could and even spanked her bottom very roughly.

5-Volt's nude body was getting more and more sore with every second of sexual battery. She didn't know what to do or if she or her husband would ever see her son again.

With every minute of sexual assault, cum built in 5-Volt and all the guys plowing into her, everyone finally climaxed. Gallons of semen filled her orifices, most of it got in her mouth, vagina and butt, some got in her eyes, nostrils and ears. The guys were satisfied, they collapsed feeling content.

After taking a few minutes to recharge their batteries, the guys got up for round 2. It was then that 5-Volt heard a few loud slaps. At first she had flinched and braced for the impending pain, but soon realized that Jackson was laying face down on the floor in front of her.

Turned to the corner of the building and could see a large figure and a smaller figure standing in the shadows. As they drew closer to her she soon realized it was none other than her taxi driving coworkers, Dribble and Spitz. Dribble growled like the mad dog he was as he pointed, "Hey! What the fuck are you thugs doing with one of my friends?"

Jackson had spun around and pulled himself to his feet. He staggered a second before steadying himself by grabbing hold of Terry's arm, holding his hand up to his mouth and wiping the blood off of his lip. He looked at the towering canine that was snarling as if he had rabies. Spitz hissed, "He asked, why are you monsters tormenting this poor woman? You better answer or else!"

5-Volt soon realized the gang was hesitant, and a bit stunned. On her hands and knees, she crawled her way over to her friends, and wrapped her arms around Dribble's leg.

Jackson reached back and pulled something out of his back pocket. Holding it up to the side of his head, he pushed a button and in an instant a shimmering blade sprung out and locked in place. He screamed, "That bitch is ours, and you're a fucking dead dog and cat!"

Dribble and Spitz laughed and pointed to 5-Volt, asking, "Her? Hell man, that's our friend and you better let her go!"

They looked down at the trembling brunette, 5-Volt's eyes timidly looking up to theirs, Spitz asking, "Have they been bothering you?"

5-Volt looked at the gang, then back to the dog and cat. She sniffled, nodded and trembled. That made Dribble say with a serious tone, "Well, that just pisses us off. Nobody messes with our friends!"

The dog and cat duo then reached behind their backs and pulled out two large Bowie knives. The thirteen-inch blades glistened in the light as Dribble and Spitz each twirled one in their hands. All but Jackson took a step back. A twinge of fear showed in their eyes as Dribble and Spitz took a step towards them. While Keegan took a few more steps back, Jackson screamed in a rage, "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!"

Despite his continuing threats, 5-Volt watched as everyone but Jackson each took another step back. The dog smirked, "Why are your friends backing up then? Prove it, pussy."

Jackson lurched forward and roared, "AAAAHGGGGGGG!"

Jabbing the knife in front of Dribble several times, Jackson slashed to the left and to the right, narrowly missing. 5-Volt had quickly crawled to the side to avoid being caught in the fight. As she turned to look back, she saw Dribble dodge one strike, then another before biting the assailant's arm. Spitz then scratched Jackson wildly and struck him hard across the top of his head with the butt of his knife. She could see her one time captor collapse, then grow limp on the floor beneath them.

As 5-Volt watched her saviors take a few steps back, Keegan and Terry ran to their fallen leader. Each grabbing an arm, they dragged him away while Dribble and Spitz got the Volts to safety. While 5-Volt fled, her husband was carried away by Dribble. After flipping the cabbies off, Keegan slammed the door shut as the captives and their friends escaped.

The nude mom collapsed on the ground and cried. 5-Volt's face ached from to all the tears she had shed throughout the evening. She could see the cabbies as they walked over to her side and knelt down. Rolling onto her back and sniffling, her arms were pulled up over her head. No longer did she try to hide her bare body. Looking up, she gazed at their sympathetic expressions and shuttered as she watched them stare down at her. Dribble asked, "Are you OK, 5-Volt? What the hell happened to ya?"

5-Volt could only cry profusely, her husband regained consciousness and answered on her behalf while his wife buried her face in his neck to muffle her sobs, "Well... she wanted to... take a little late night stroll in the city. Unfortunately, we were easy pickings for a pack of thugs. They raped her like no one's business, fucking her like the feral animals they were."

That made Dribble and Spitz cringe, "Yikes."

The husband then asked, "How did you two find us?"

Dribble said, "We were just passing by in our cab, then we noticed 5-Volt in that house, we could tell it was her because we heard her voice and when we peeked through the window of the house, we saw her face and hair. We had to do something."

Spitz asked, "Also, it seems 5-Volt is naked. Where are her clothes?"

Her husband froze. He knew the jig would up if he told the truth. It would be a bad idea to just let anyone know that his wife liked to be naked and streak in public. Knowing Dribble and Spitz wouldn't be happy with that response, he quickly thought of a lie, "Those thugs... stole them."

Dribble asked, "You want us to go back and get 'em for ya?"

"Don't worry about it. I... think they shredded them and burned in their fireplace."

Spitz was shocked, "Yikes. So she's stuck with nothing to wear?"

"Apparently."

After 5-Volt stopped crying and calmed down, Dribble offered, "How about we give you two a ride home? Free of charge."

5-Volt sniffled, "Yes, please."

Dribble and Spitz drove the naked woman and her husband safely home. Her husband offered to pay, but Spitz insisted, "Don't worry about it. It's on the house."

Once back in the house, 5-Volt looked like she was going to cry again as they got into bed. She sobbed loudly into the pillow as her husband consoled her, "Hey, honey, it's ok."

5-Volt whimpered, "It's all my fault, I just wanted to have fun being naked in public and look at what happened to us."

He had 5-Volt face him and wiped away her tears, "I know you didn't mean for this to happen, you're a beautiful young woman and my wife. You deserve better than assault and rape. You're still empowered by nudity, aren't you? Don't you still think you're very beautiful in the buff?"

"Yes..."

"Well, you deserve respect not just for your beauty, but also for being unashamed of your naked body. You have amazing breasts and buttocks and a lovely midsection and face. I love you no matter what and we will let no one make you suffer like that again. Your spirit isn't broken, is it?"

"No."

"Having fun without your clothes on shouldn't end in disaster. You and I will make sure it never happens again."

5-Volt smiled a little at his reassurance, he asked, "Feel better?"

"I feel much better."

"Come here."

5-Volt happily fell asleep in his arms. He shut off the lights, and they went to sleep. His arms were around her, providing extra comfort. They were thankful that the ordeal was over and 5-Volt vowed to be extra careful with public nudity.