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I was vaguely aware, in some semi-conscious way, that something was touching my face. Then I started to feel someone gently moving my arms out from beneath the blankets. Something inside me triggered that this felt wrong. I snapped myself awake to see a teenage boy's face only inches from mine. He had ginger hair and looked to be roughly nineteen. He was hoisting my arms above my head.

I jumped away from him but he was holding my wrists tightly. I tried to kick upwards but my legs were too tangled in my blankets. I felt someone else take my left wrist, oh non, there's more than one of them? I started screaming but the boy leaning over me clamped his hand over my mouth. I bit one of his fingers but he didn't remove his hand. Once his other hand was free as my right wrist was taken he turned his back to me, if only for a moment.

Now that he was out of my face I could see two more boys standing at the foot of my bed. The first was tall and lanky. He had dusty brown hair, pale skin, sickening green eyes about the color of moss growing on the bottom of a river, and ivory teeth showing through a smile that was just a bit too wide to look natural. The other boy was about average height. He had walnut colored skin, dark brown eyes, and scruffy black hair.

Soon the first boy was on top of me again. He removed his hand and quickly replaced it with a rough strip of cloth. I felt the panic coursing through my body as I tried to kick and squirm away from them but I couldn't. He gently lifted my head and moved my hair out of the way before tightly tying the gag behind my head. I felt tears begin filling my eyes and I started thrashing harder in a desperate attempt to escape.

I closed my eyes tightly and continued jerking and twisting in fear. I felt the blankets being unwound from around my legs until none of them remained around my lower half. I kicked out wildly but my ankles were eventually grabbed in a firm hold. I felt hot tears begin to leave my eyes. I envied their easy retreat down my cheeks. My chest heaved as I began sobbing roughly with only my nose to breathe through.

The boys around me chuckled darkly but I managed to hear another noise. An angry whimper. I opened my eyes just enough so I could see through my tears. I turned towards the noise and saw Arthur. He was tied to a chair and gagged, struggling against his bonds. Anger and fear apparent on his face. What was he doing here?

I couldn't think about it for long though as the tall, red haired boy climbed onto me, straddling my legs. I squeezed my eyes back shut and whined through the gag. He slid his hands underneath my shirt and began sliding his fingers up along my skin; pulling the bottom of the pajama shirt up with his wrists. I flinched away from his touch and a choked sob worked its way past the gag. He pulled the shirt over my head and the people holding my wrists slipped it off the bed.

He laughed quietly as he pinched and twisted my nipples painfully. I arched away into the mattress. He bit harshly into my neck and left bloody bruises across my skin. I cringed and a sob racked my body, causing another laugh from him.

He slid his hands down my quivering torso and into the waistband of my pajama pants, pulling them down in one swift swipe. I shivered as he ripped my boxers away violently. My ankles were released as he positioned himself between my legs. I kicked weakly but he smacked my thigh harshly. Pain stinging my tender flesh stopped my struggling. The sting was quickly overshadowed by the pain of him thrusting harshly into me.

Stabs shot through my body as he pounded into me. My mind clouded over with agony. I couldn't focus on anything but the horrendous pain. I screamed against gag as he continued abusing my body. Blood seeped from my bruised hole. He relentlessly pushed himself into me, ruthless burning agony shooting through my hips. My whole body was shaking and I whimpered weakly between nearly silent screams. His nails dug into my hips and his body slammed into mine.

He bit down on the soft spot between my neck and shoulders. All I could feel was the pain. Horrible, unbearable pain coursing through my body. He released inside me and pulled out licking and biting roughly along my collarbone. My vision began to darken around the edges before going completely black as I felt a mix of blood and semen run down my thighs.