Thread: Raped Innocence (Xana and Quix)

Let me go. HELP. Tears streamed from Alyssa's eyes as she screamed and futilely kicked and struggled to escape the superior strength of the men roughhousing her down the stairs. Shut it, you noisy bitch. I got something to shut her up with. Duane released his grip after they reached the ground floor and when Carlos then pinned her arms to her side with her back to his chest, one hand over her mouth and the girl's feet dangling inches above the carpet, grabbed lewdly at his crotch. Duane and Carlos laughed. Alyssa didn't. Maintaining his arm-lock on the older woman, Jimmy's gaze darted to the teenager, where he savoured the slow dawning of recognition in her expression. Hey sweetie, it's been a while. How's your Mom? The cruel taunt brought forth a muffled shriek of pain and another series of kicks and struggles, the latter increasing in ferocity when the Hispanic whispered in her ear and slid a palm between Alyssa's legs. Carlos! The man hesitated, then reluctantly pulled his hand away. This bitch is offering a deal. Russo returned focus to Jen and ran the knife blade, spotted with her blood and gleaming in the light, down her neck. Aren't you, hon? Anything we want, no questions? A split-second later his palm struck the side of her face, and spittle flew from his lips. Should have fucking thought of that a year ago. As her head rocked side to side from the impact of Jimmy's slap, he collected a coil of nylon rope from his jeans pocket and tossed it to Duane. Despite being distracted with lasciviously appraising the teenager's body, the dark skinned man caught it and immediately comprehended Jimmy's intent. You know how hard it is to go a year without pussy? Russo removed his arm lock and stopped the momentum of her head by curling his fingers in her hair at the nape of her neck, jerking it to a sudden halt. Simultaneously, Duane wrenched her arms behind her back and commenced to bind her wrists together. Once his friend was done, arms linked through Jen's elbows to exert control over her movements and burgeoning erection pressed to her ass, Jimmy hooked the serrated edge of the knife blade in the hemline of her top. He held it there for a moment, then with a practiced flick sliced through the material. The seams tore open, revealing more than ample cleavage encased in a bra, before he cut through the fabric separating the cups and her breasts popped free, exposed to the world. Damn. Great tits. Carlos' visual attention had turned to Jen and he licked his lips, watching the freed mounds of flesh jiggle and bounce. We won't hurt her, simply show the girl a good time, give her the fuck of her life. Jimmy continued as raised his gaze from Jen's tits to her face and reached up to roughly squeeze a breast. Unless you can satiate the three of us. Behind her, Duane leaned in to run his tongue across the woman's cheek, leaving a glistening trail of saliva on her skin. I don't know, Jimmy, I bet those sweet teen lips sure would feel nice wrapped around my dick. Jimmy glanced at his companion, lips pursed in pretend thought, then nodded before his digits located one of her nipples and he met her eyes again. My friend has a point. He pinched the nub forcefully between thumb and forefinger and began to twist ever more harshly in an effort to cause enough pain to buckle the woman's knees. You want us to leave her alone, then I think Duane needs a spit and polish, help take his mind off the fresh meat. After all, he's a dangerous and desperate escaped convict, I can only keep him on a tight leash for so long. Off to the side, the teenager trapped in Carlos's vice-like grip had ceased struggling and started to hyperventilate. Her eyes widened in abject terror and every muscle trembled as the visions of witnessing the same man now threatening Aunt Jen brutally rape her Mother came flooding back as vividly as if she was watching a repeat filmed in High Definition. That Russo was already immensely enjoying himself, despite the evening's entertainment having barely begun, could be clearly evidenced in his sarcastic tone and cold, merciless smile as he further increased the pressure on Jen's nipple.So, what do you say. It's not Alyssa I came for so are you going to protect the girl and prove you can suck and fuck like a true slut, or force us to use her instead?