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Greatest
By Eule Vix
Chapter 2: Second Scar
The handcuffs on my wrists started to chaff but my mind didn't seem to register it all. The adrenaline and fear had gripped me. I wanted to run. But I couldn't bring myself to move. I noticed the three had finished taking their clothes off and they were all laughing at how scared I had become. As they moved toward me my fear pushed me to run at last. I stood up quickly, the handcuffs cutting more into my hands as I struggled to stand up on my jellied legs. They stood there smirking and still advancing. I sprinted to the door, slamming heavily into it, hoping to make some kind of loud noise to let someone know I was back here. I turned around and tried to open the door with my cuffed hands, but no luck. They had locked the doors. Not clearly thinking I started to throw myself into the door, I thought, maybe, someone will hear the banging. When that didn't work I tried to scream, I cursed, I called for help; but my voice wasn't coming out as strongly as I hoped and no one outside the door could hear me. We were too far into the precinct for anyone hear me. I then thought to find the key, though I know I wouldn't be able to get it in time, I still had to try. I turned around and started to run to the table but that's when they decided to stop letting me run around. The two policemen grabbed me from behind and threw me against the wall. The back of my head hit with full force. As the pain burst around my head I slowly slid to the ground.
"Aaahg!"
The pain was blinding but the lingering notion of trying to get out still stayed, at least after the pain had subsided. I looked up through cloudy vision, but my vision wasn't really needed because I could feel their callused hands over my body, tearing and ripping at my clothes. As they proceeded to forcibly undress me, I viciously kicked and bit whenever I body parts I came in contact with. Eventually though one of them grabbed one of my legs and dragged me more to the middle of the room.
"Let me go!"
The same guy got my other leg as I was turned over and laid on my stomach while the others took of the rest of my clothes from my back. I continued to wiggle and squirm in attempts to get out from their grasps, though I knew it was futile. Soon they took some scraps from my clothing and tied it around my mouth so that my voice couldn't be heard. They then started talking amongst themselves deciding who was going to 'go first' like it was some kind of game. They were acting as if I was not even able to feel pain or fear. And, as they talked with themselves I heard them say many times,
"Don't worry, it's just a fag. He deserves much more than this."
How could people be this cruel just to someone who was different? Tears streamed down my face, but I was not about to give up. I barely noticed the coldness of the floor as I again tried to escape, but I only got to a sitting position when one of them punched me in the face. I was knocked to the floor, but after the punch I felt their legs come in contact with my body. Two kicked me in the back while one kicked my stomach; one even kicked me in the head a few times. Eventually they stopped and I now no longer had the strength to get up, though I wanted to. I lay there my head and body filled with splitting pain and quickly forming bruises when I heard the younger one of the three laugh.
"Hey watch this."
The guy walked around me and paused for a moment. I then felt his foot collide with my groin. The pain was unbearable and I would have rather be kicked in the head a few more time then there. I curled into a fetal position as the pain and my screaming echoing in my head, blinded my hearing their laughter.
"Let's get this over with. I wanna go see the missus soon. Besides, I should go first, I've got the biggest."
Their words never reached through pain, but I knew they were planning something. The young one who kicked me bent down as I felt another get behind me and the third on the opposite side of the young one. The younger reached down my pain shaken body and started to fondle my pained member. I went to roll away but my body was pushed and held down with me on my stomach. I squirmed and tried to move away from their disgusting hands. I felt my legs get spread as my eyes closed shut preparing for what I knew was going to happen next. Unprepared with no lube, I could feel the man's dick that was bigger the Eiri's enter me, ripping my walls. He didn't pause until his member had been forced all the way into me. His thrusting caused more rips in me making blood run and start dripping down my flaccid member still being fondled by the younger man.
Tears stung my eyes from the pain and the fact that any person could be so cruel. I felt the guy holding me down take off the gag on my mouth as he slipped his member in as I tried to scream when it came off. I was cornered and had nowhere to retreat to besides my mind.
TBC