Her Dream Abduction

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Beneath the duvet, the woman's form
Her body stretches . . . oh, so warm
A wild weekend, but now to sleep
Eyes closed, ready dream so deep . . .

"Oh please, why me?" the woman cries
Tears flowing down from bloodshot eyes
"Shut up, you whore!" the order barks
Another slap, makes facial marks

More tears, there's nothing she can do
Sat there on van floor, as in a zoo
Arms tightly tied behind her back
The rope so taught, there is no slack

They'd caught her on her way back home
She'd felt their hands her body roam
Iinto the truck they'd bundled her
No mess, no problem, not a stir

Her clothing ripped from body parts
To allow access, now it starts
Her naked breasts groped, bitten, felt
Nipples pulled, twisted, then the belt

Layed on her arse, as fingers did
Move harshly where her clitorus hid
More fingers poked within her cunt
The truck swerved . . no, there was no shunt

Then the hands stopped, was that the last?
As time went by and the miles passed
Now traveling long into the night
She new not where, there was no flight

Then suddenly, her transport stopped
The engine quiet, she sat, propped
Against the side; the door swung wide
"Come on you cunt, lets get inside!"

Rough hands, she's pulled down from the van
And half dragged to a waiting man
He's huge, pot bellied smells so foul
Comes close, he spits, says words so cruel

"Let's see if you can last the night"
She whimpers, no-one to help her plight
The two men march her through the door
An old shack, thrown then on the floor

As lying there, she looks around
So quiet here, there is no sound
Then "Pa, will she do for the night?
An easy catch, there was no fight!"

"She's gorgeous son, what seventeen?
I take it that you were not seen!"
"No Pa - she's got the nicest tits!"
The three look where the woman sits

They laugh "Come on, lets get to work!"
The father calls, with just a smirk
She's lifted up onto the bed
Smelling of sweat and piss, she's spread

Her legs pulled wide, the ankles roped
To bedlegs while her body's groped
Her breasts, again her nipples pinched
More tears are shed, they should be lynched!

The old man, prick freed from his pants
Approached her face "You've got a chance
Be a good girl, and we'll be nice"
"Never!" she cries, but is there choice?

"Have it you way, then", he grins
Takes from a drawer two large clothes pins
"Don't, no I will!" this time, she begs
"Too late" he laughs and clips the pegs

One on each tit, to pinch to hurt
Deaf to her screams, removes his shirt
Poised over her face prick standing proud
His shadow covers like a shroud

"Now suck me whore, you bite, you die!"
She knows this, so she must comply
"Now open wide!" he makes the call
"Your going to have to swallow all"

Then gripping hair, he forces her
To take is prick tween lips, right there
Into her mouth the foul and vile
Prick vanishes, now starts the trial!

With hands tied firmly behind her back
She cannot stop this vile attack
Both brothers join their father on
The grubby bed to feast upon

This girl her face full of his prick
Eyes, full of tears and feeling sick
With taste and smell and pain from pegs
They roughly feel between her legs

Her snatch is dry, but never mind
Some spit will moisten it, not kind!
Before they fuck her, there and then
Soon she'll be raped by all three men

One mounts her then to do his deed
She feels his cock deposit seed
So soon he ends, his brother next
This one takes longer on a pretext

He'll make her enjoy this sex time
He slowly fucks her, loves this crime
"I'll make you cum, you lttle whore!"
She feels the heat rise in her core

"Wait I want some" they hear Pa shout
So both withdraw from holes about
Her legs untied, put on her face
She wants out of this horrid place

What conjured next, but soon they'll tell
One brother with a Yankee yell
Gets underneath, he knows his role
And feeds his prick in ravished hole

His brother fresh from earlier fuck
Attacks her face, her mouth to suck
"Now don't you bite, you do know why!"
She knows that if she does she'll die

With one in mouth and one in cunt
The father needs a hole to blunt
And so behind the fair maid goes
His knob end glistens, precum flows

Against her arse he sets the rod
"Oh, no" she screams "oh, no, my God!
Not that!" but nothing will stop him
With son attacking her bruised quim

One push and through her sphincter breaks
In mouth, in cunt, in arse she takes
Eyes streaming tears she takes the rape
There is, for her, now no escape

The brothers finish, spend their seed
Her cunt and mouth filled full indeed
Seeping and dribbling spunk from out
As Pa still pounds her arse, a shout

"This bitch is tight, I'm gonna cum
I'm gonna spunk into her bum"
And with a roar she feels him fill
Her bowels with cream, so much to spill

It seeps out from her battered hole
Humiliated and used, her role
Is now complete and so now what
The three have had their rape and shot

Their seed in each and every place
Her cunt, her arse, her sorry face
They leave her then, adjourn that hut
And with a laugh, the door is shut

The engine starts, the truck is gone
No-one to hear her, all alone
She lies there now, tears streaming . . . till
Sensations tween her legs do thrill . . .

. . . Alarm, the bell, the woman wakes
Through curtains, dawn - the sunshine breaks
She starts, so clear, was that a dream?
And feels between her legs – a stream!

So very wet she's now become
An itch, intense, to overcome
And reaching in her bedside drawer
Picks out to use her vibrator!!

This Monday morning she'll be late
But now frustrations she must sate
Eyes closed, recounting the nights tale
She reaches climax – highest scale !!!

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