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Chapter 3: Rape

He started off slow, almost like he was trying to be nice. He just kissed and nibbled on me, while his hands played with my breasts. But he soon grew bored of this, and I watched in horror as he released himself from the confines of his boxers. It wasn't anything special, he was average, but that didn't stop the bile from rising in my throat. They all seemed to love my reaction 'cause the laughter started up again, and then a flash caught my eye. I looked in the direction where the light had come and saw the driver holding a camera, he snapped another picture then looked at me. He must have seen the question in my eyes because he started explaining himself to me. "This is for afterward, we wouldn't want you telling on us now would we?" At first there was shock, They're gonna let me live? Then there was devastation, as I imagined walking down the school halls, everyone watching me, laughing at me, 'The dyke got what she deserved'. My eyes watered, but i kept the tears in check, as I saw the pain in Hollands face when she found out, saw how she would react, how it would destroy her. The feel of my legs being spread woke me from my nightmare, and the shock of the sudden invasion between my legs made me cry out. He had buried himself all the way inside me in one hard thrust, my screaming continued with his strokes. In, scream, out, gasp, in, scream, out, gasp... after a while my screaming stopped, my throat hurt, and I knew the screaming wasn't helping, so i settled for laying as limp as possible and glaring at him. He didn't like that, didn't like the defiance in my eyes. He started sucking, and biting my breasts, keeping his gaze away from my eyes. After what seemed like an eternity he shuttered and pulled out just in time to shoot his load on my lower half. Grinning as he watched the defiance in my face be replaced by total disgust.

As Jimmy got off the bed the driver guy shot some more blackmail pictures, I glared all I could but he just kept smiling, snapping pictures from all different angles. Then Mike entered my vision, completely nude from the waist down, I decided to play the limp and glare card again and although it did seem to piss him off, it didn't stop him. He just pounded into me, not seeming to care about any kind of foreplay like Jimmy did, until he shot his load on me. The disgust didn't register on my face and that pushed him over the edge, "What the fuck is your problem? Don't you care? Don't you feel?" He grabbed one of my breasts and squeezed. It was hard, but I just kept glaring, I wouldn't show him the hurt, the pain this was all bringing me. After a couple seconds, when he realized I wasn't going to say anything, he punched me in the face. "Fucking dyke! Can't be good for anything can you?" He punched me again and the room spun. "Not even a good lay!" He went to punch me again, but the camera guy stopped him. "Um, can I have my turn before you beat her to death?" Mike snorted and climbed off the bed. "Fine... sorry, she just gets under my skin you know?" The driver just nodded and undid his pants. Then he did something that didn't make sense to me, he untied me. My wrists, which hadn't really bothered me before, burned like crazy, and when i looked at them I saw why, the skin on them had been rubbed raw.

I looked up at the driver with suspicious eyes, and he just grinned at me. "There's just one more thing I want you to do, then we'll let you go..." I kept my gaze on him but sat up on the bed. Bad idea, a throb of pain swept through my lower half, i tried to hide the look of pain on my face but i know they saw it cause again, they all laughed. The driver stepped up and grabbed a handful of my hair, a small cry escaped my lips but then i locked them tight. Then he leaned down toward my face, "I want you to suck me off." He said it so casually, like it didn't mean anything. I just shook my head. He smiled, as if he knew I'd refuse, then he leaned in even closer so the other guys couldn't hear him, "I know about your little girlfriend... I know about Holland." I stopped breathing, stopped thinking. He leaned back, smiled, and gestured for me to begin. I swallowed hard, and his grin widened. I glared up at him for a moment, but then leaned down to start. The smell hit me first, then the taste registered and a gagged. As i continued I let my mind wander, trying not to think about it, about anything. After a while he moaned and the taste in my mouth got worse. I tried pulling back but he held my head in place, making me swallow. When he stopped, he let go of my head and i fell to the bed, coughing and gasping for air. He laughed as he cleaned himself off and zipped himself up. Then after a few more pictures for good measure, they gave me some old baggy guy cloths. I got off the bed slowly, putting on the clothes in a daze, trying not to think, to feel, trying to be numb to the pain between my legs. When i finished, they dragged me down the stairs, blindfolded me, then walked me to the car and threw me in.

I think i passed out, cause the next thing i knew I was shoved out of the car, not blindfolded, but it was to dark to see much of anything. I did however see them throw my bag out the window as they drove away. I didn't move until i couldn't hear the sound of the car engine anymore. Then I curled up into a ball on the ground. I'm not sure how long i lied there, but after a while i decided i should figure out where I was. I sat up slowly, trying not to jostle anything, and looked around. I sighed, they had left me at the park by the school. Slowly I lowered myself to the ground again, and as I did I felt the sobs rise, this time i let them out, I let the pain flow out of me threw my tears and screams of pain. I clutched my chest and closed in on myself, not wanting to move. After a while, i heard my phone ring. At first I tried to ignore it, but then I decided to answer it. Right away I wished I hadn't.

"Cece! Cece is that you? Where have you been?"

Holland...

I wanted to speak, to apologize, but instead I just cried. Right away I knew that was a bad idea, but I couldn't stop, the tears wouldn't stop flowing and the sobs wouldn't stop shaking out of me.

"Cece? Cece baby whats wrong?" When I didn't answer she moved on to the next question. "Where are you? Cece I'm coming to get you where are you right now?" I tried to tell her but nothing I said was coming out coherently. She took a deep breath, "Breath Cece, breath..." I inhaled a deep breath and shakily released it, after a couple of tries I was able to tell her I was at the park by the school. "Ok baby, I'm coming to get you, just don't move ok? Wait for me I'll be there in five minutes i swear! Do you want me to stay on the phone? All i could get out was a whispered 'please' and then my crying continued, I couldn't hear her, couldn't tell if she was still on the phone or not, but at that moment I didn't care. Holland was coming, I get to see Holland, my beautiful Holland.

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