Thread: Raped Innocence (Xana and Quix)

Russo loosened his hold on Alyssa and allowed room for the girl to move as his eyes remained on Jen. His comrades, who'd both gasped with Jimmy's request now stood silent and motionless, Duane with his hand pressed to the raped woman's back, ready to grab her she moved, and Carlos off to the side. The tension was palpable, everyone on edge. Everyone, that was, except Jimmy. He continued to hold Jen's gaze and reached for his zipper. The sound of it sliding down broke the silence, before Jen spoke, and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. Alyssa, hun, dontdont fight itit only gets worse if you fight it She must know that the men wouldn't stop, that each was going to rape the girl she was meant to protect, but still she'd done as Jimmy requested. Did she honestly believe that it'd get worse than what they already planned to do with Alyssa, or did Jen say that only to soothe her own guilt. You weak slut. Russo shook his head in contempt. As for you, stop your fucking whining. He twisted the screaming Alyssa around to face him, and saw the decision dawn in her eyes. She had no choice. Jimmy's thick veiny cock was fully erect and throbbing for attention when he pulled it all the way free, simultaneously as Alyssa dropped to her knees. He tangled his fingers in the sixteen years old's hair and pulled her lips towards his throbbing erection, the tip glistening with precum, then forced it between them. Mmm, she's a good cocksucker, think she can make me come, Jen? He addressed the older woman as he sank his entire length into the teen's mouth. Pushing down on Alyssa's head, Russo picked up a rhythm and pumped harder, the first cock she'd ever experienced that of her rapist. 'FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. Suddenly Jimmy's eyes widened and a scream emanated unbidden from his mouth as Alyssa's teeth clamped down on his meat and bit into the sensitive flesh. Instinctively, he gripped her shoulder and ripped her off him, his legs buckling as he did. The man fell to his knees, tears streaming from his eyes and his hands cupped to his crotch. Words spilled from Jimmy's mouth, but they were unintelligible, issued through gasps of pain. It took Carlos and Duane a second to realise what had happened, then a few more to react. The two men met gazes. Mind this slut. Duane indicated at Jen, and as Carlos traded places with him, caught up with Alyssa. He wrapped his around her from behind and lifted her off her feet, swearing and swatting at her arms as she fought to escape. When the pain began to subside, Jimmy planted a hand on the floor. Slowly, ever so slowly, he regained his breath and moved, first to his knees, then to his feet. The man's expression was filled with fury, but worse was his smile. It was pure evil. He stared at the teenager, then at Jen, drew his arm back and slapped her so hard it almost took the woman's head clean off. She'll pay for that. Then he turned to Alyssa. Bite me, you little whore. Jimmy drove a fist into the teenager's stomach, eliciting a gasp of pain, before he pulled her loose of Duane's grasp and threw her across the room. She slammed into the wall, kicking up plaster dust from the force, bounced off, and collapsed in a sobbing heap on the floor. Split her in half, boys. The man's tone brooked no disagreement.