DAY 2 (NIGHT)
It was after sunset, when they entered the basement. I did not see how. I was lying there and my eyes were closed when I heard them. My heart refused to believe the news that I had read but I knew well, those were true. Was I terrified? I guess, I was too shocked to feel any emotion and so when they started abusing me, I did not protest vigorously. I was too numb mentally. Unfortunately my numbness only prevented me from fighting back and not from feeling the pain – both physical and mental – that they inflicted on me.
With my half opened eyes I saw one of them kneel down in front of my face. He was wearing a black coloured mask. It just covered half of his face - from forehead to upper portion of the nose, making it difficult for me to notice his eyes or identify him correctly. Besides, in that mental condition of mine, I would have failed to recognize my father, let alone this one.
He was smoking cigarette. He took a smoke and then brought the cigarette in front of my face. The burning end was near my eyes. He was teasing me. He wanted to see the fear in my eyes, wanted to hear me cry and plead but I failed to entertain him in that way. I kept on looking at him. I still don't know what my expression was when I stared at him but I guess it must have been something that infuriated him. Or may be my lack of response disappointed him. He smiled at me evilly, showing all his black and rotting teeth. He lowered his hand further and burned my eyelashes with his cigarette. To be honest, I don't remember whether I yelled in pain or not. I just remember his sadistic sick grin and expression of anger, hatred and pleasure while he burned my eye lashes and eye lids. I thought, he wanted me to see what was coming for me... see my doom with my own eyes and in my eyes he wanted to see fear for him, and so he did not go for my eyes straightaway. He brought it near my lips and I was not shocked when he burned them with it. My eyes were fixed on his face while others continued their assault on me. I did not notice my dress was gone until it was too late. I was naked and my hands and legs were tied again. There was a leather band around my neck and it was attached to a long belt. Someone from behind pulled me upright but I was so weak that I slumped back. This time I got a hard kick on my back and I screamed. My scream seemed too faint, even to me.
He again pulled me up with excessive roughness and I tried to stay like that. Until now I did not notice their dresses. Now I did. Except that half mask on their faces, they did not have a single piece of cloth on them. All of them were naked.
They were well muscled and all of them had thick cocks. I was already too shocked and so their appearance failed to elicit from me the appropriate response. The monster in front of me threw his burned out cigarette and came towards me. His huge cock was just in front of my face and I could smell him. He smelled gross – as if he did not wash himself for a very long time. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and I opened my mouth to scream again. But, before I could do that he again pushed his cock inside my mouth. He did that fast and before I could blink his tip poked my lower portion of the throat. I was chocking and my jaw was paining. He pushed himself on me and I fell on my back, hitting the ground with an audible sound. It hurt my head. Due to the jerky movement, his cock slid further and caused me more pain. I was completely gagged. Now, I was lying down and he was above my face. His knees were beside my ears and he still held my head. In that position he fucked my mouth. I could feel someone parting my legs. I did not have energy to fight, when he stretched them wide and without any warning slid his cock inside. He did not success in one try. I was a virgin.
My womanhood was still unbroken. So he tried again with double force. My hymen ruptured and I tried to scream again. But of course I could not and that caused a vibration around the monster's cock. It gave him more pleasure. He groaned. I was bleeding down there. My muscles were too stressed and so it was difficult for the other monster to penetrate me. He used more force and kept on fucking me. At that moment I wanted to die, not for shame but to escape this amount of pain. The word 'PAIN' is an understatement for what I felt. I was almost sure I would die any moment. I could not see anything. My eyes were rolling back to my head.
I was sure – nothing could be worse than this. I was WRONG. Another monster brought a lighted candle in front of my face. He tilted it and hot liquid wax fell on my face. Other pain was too much but yet I noticed it. When there was no more liquid wax, he stopped and stooped down to whisper maliciously in my ears – "It is just the beginning." It took time to sink in my head. Two devilish bodies around me started shaking at the same time and they released their loads in my mouth and vagina. It overfilled my mouth and started dripping outside. I closed my eyes and tears rolled down. I felt them moving. It seemed both of them stood up and walked away. One was still there standing beside me, I could tell, though my eyes were closed. He bend down to pick something. It was the leather belt. He pulled it and my head jerked up due to the pull. I opened my eyes to see him tying that belt to a steel rod. He untied my hands and legs for he knew I could not move. My throat's leather band's extending belt was tied high up in a still horizontal rod. I could only move few inches around me now. Before leaving, he threw some more pieces of dry but not rotten breads in front of me. Now I saw how they entered. They did not come down from the ceiling as I expected.
There was a small door at the corner of the room, which I failed to notice at first. It was obscured by many big boxes. He went out through that door and then locked it nicely. I heard him shut more than one dead bolts. When he was gone, I understood all too clearly what he earlier said – "It is just the beginning."