Chapter 1

It all started with the argument between Audrey and her roommate Diane over where they were going to Ladies’ Night...

“But I LIKE the Roundup!” Audrey insisted.

“It’s scummy! I want to hit the Hip Hop Shop!” Diane argued.

“We’re too old for that place!” Audrey shot back.

“I’M not! YOU might be!” Diane snapped.

They went back and forth, Audrey insisting and Diane steadfastly refusing, until, angry, Audrey tossed her dirty-blonde locks and announced, “Fine! I’ll go on my own!” She put on her nice black underthings and then a translucent black shell under a light jacket that helped mask her size and a skirt that showed off her thick but nicely formed legs, stepped into some high-heeled sandals and headed on out to the Roundup.

Things started out pretty much as usual – which is to say not good. Audrey was a little short and a little round and a little thick and therefore she wasn’t going to be at the top of the pecking order. It was after ten-thirty and she was thinking of packing things in – it WAS only Thursday night, after all – when a rakish Hispanic dude with a pencil-thin beard along his jawline asked her to dance.

Things moved along quickly. Fast dances led to slow dances – ALL dances, in fact – until Audrey was tired, hot and thirsty, if excited. Diego went off to the bar and brought her back a drink, which she downed rapidly. Then he said, “Let’s go outside and get some air – it’s too hot in here. I can show you my ride...”

“Okay!” Audrey was happy to oblige – she was sweating and didn’t want to expose him to that. They went outside and Diego led Audrey to a van.

“Are you still thirsty?” he asked.

“Yes!”

“I’ve got some beer and soda in a cooler – which do you want?” Audrey settled on a soda, and Diego handed her a can; they sat in the back of the van and made small-talk until Audrey suddenly began to feel woozy.

“My! I feel ... dizzy...”

Diego appeared concerned. “You sucked down that drink pretty fast before we came out. Have you had much?”

“I don’t think so...”

“Well, it’s probably a rush. Why don’t you climb up inside and lie down for a moment until it passes...”

“Okay.” By then, Audrey didn’t really have any other options; she could barely crawl up into the van. Moments later, the world went away...

Diego’s real name was Ramon. Grinning to himself, he watched the porky gringa close her eyes and fade to unconsciousness in the back of his van. After a moment, he reached in and grabbed her ankle and shook it, “Hey!” Nothing happened -- the cunt was out like a light; the roofies he’d dropped in her drink in the bar had taken full effect. Chuckling, he headed back inside.

“Ramon! Where you been?” Ignacio asked, as Ramon approached the table where his little gang were hanging out.

“I was picking up something for us to fuck!” Ramon replied, grinning. “Come on, let’s go.” The others got up and followed him out.

When Ramon opened the van door to display his catch, Levi, the black member of the group, growled, “Jeezus! A porker! You couldn’t do no better?”

“Hey, it was what I could get!” Ramon retorted. “If you don’t want any...”

“Yeah, yeah, okay,” Levi waved it off.

“What’s with her?” Jesse was the ‘token white guy’ in the group. He was more or less adopted for his talents – talents that the other three lacked – but he was a bit of an innocent...

“Roofies, Man! She’s toast!” Ramon explained. “We’re gonna take her to a place I know and turn her every which way but loose and tomorrow she’s gonna wake up and not remember a fucking thing! Get in, Jesse – you’re driving! We’re going to your place first to pick up a few things!” He turned to Ignacio, handing him a pair of rubber gloves. “Put these on.” Ignacio donned the gloves. “Take her purse and snag her keys. That’s her car over there – she pointed it out to me. Get in and follow us. Don’t fucking sneeze or blow your nose or spit or do any fucking thing that will leave something a cop might find and identify you with, okay? If something fucked-up happens, you don’t want to go down – and WE don’t want you taking US with you – so don’t fuck up!” Ignacio nodded, fished Audrey’s keys out of her purse, and started her car. Ramon and Levi climbed into the van, Ramon waved, and the convoy moved out.

They drove to Jesse’s and collected some of the electronics that were Jesse’s reason for being in the group, then on to a house Ramon knew of – a foreclosed and boarded up place in a run-down neighborhood nearby. They parked the van in the back yard and Audrey’s car in the driveway, then Ramon slid through an unlocked basement window and went upstairs an opened the back door. “Bring her in...”

Someone was slapping Audrey’s face – relatively gently. “Hey, Sleeping Beauty, wake up! Your princes have arrived!”

Audrey opened her eyes, one at a time, unable to hold both open simultaneously. “Wha... ?”

“Up!” Someone was hauling on her arms – was he wearing a mask? Where was the guy who ... What HAD they been doing? Where had she been? There were two guys supporting her as they went somewhere – she couldn’t even see ... The trip inside the house exhausted her and when they lowered her onto an old mattress, she collapsed forward and closed her eyes.

“She’s still fucked up,” Ignacio related.

“That’s okay – we’ve got a ways to go,” Ramon replied. “Let’s get her out of her clothes. Everybody got your masks?” Ramon had turned up some masks made out of black fabric and handed them out to everyone out in the van before he broke into the house – but Jesse wasn’t wearing his. “Put it on,” Ramon waved a finger at Jesse. Jesse rolled his eyes, but complied. Ramon handed out instructions and the others gathered some other items, some from the van and some from various rooms in the house.

Someone was cursing; Audrey was being undressed. She couldn’t decide whether that was a good idea or not. There seemed to be other things to worry about, like where she was ... She couldn’t focus, though, and she couldn’t interfere adequately, either, so her jacket went away, then her skirt, her pantyhose and her panties, her top, and finally, her bra. Hands touched her, here and there, rubbing, caressing, tweaking her nipples. Someone opened her legs and started rubbing her pussy. It felt good...

“Wha... ?”

“Shhh, Baby, relax!” The voice had an accent, one that indicated that he probably spoke Spanish. “It’s gonna be good!”

“Wh-what’s gonna be good?”

“When we fuck, Baby! That’s gonna be good!”

“Fuck?”

“Yeah,” the voice replied reasonably, “We were ALWAYS gonna fuck – don’t you remember?”

“No...”

“Don’t worry about it, Baby – just enjoy yourself, okay?” Ramon grinned, rubbing her clitoris. “You getting this?” he asked Jesse, who was manning the video camera.

“Yeah...” Jesse nodded.

“No faces...”

“I know.”

Ignacio was bent over the woman, sucking a nipple and twiddling the other one. The woman, whatever her name was, lay there on her back, gasping, her feet moving, kicking a bit, her toes clenching and spreading – nothing controlled; she was clearly merely enjoying what was being done to her. Ramon continued to talk to her softly while pumping a finger in and out of her pussy and rubbing her clit. Her pussy got wet – Jesse could hear the sounds, and they made him as horny as Hell – but this was wrong, wasn’t it? ‘I’m gonna go to jail for this, ‘ he thought, ‘but I’m stuck – I can’t leave... ‘ He made a vow to himself not to actively participate in the woman’s molestation.

Audrey was disoriented and lethargic; she lay listening to the soft words of the man masturbating her while he sucked her right nipple and tweaked her left. There was something strange about that – but she was unable to get her head around it and it didn’t matter. What DID matter was that she was being pleasured – and that got more and more intense and despite her lethargy she rose slowly, then more and more rapidly to a peak that came out of nowhere and left her surging and wailing and gasping under the man’s hands and lips. When he made the announcement, “Okay, Baby, we’re gonna fuck now!” she was all for it! He brought her knees up and spread them, then filled her and began pumping his cock into her depths, and she didn’t even wonder how she got where she was – what she was doing was enough. Her mind was a blank, anyway; she was a vessel of pleasure, nothing more. After a relatively short time, his pounding cock brought her another orgasm, at which point he stopped sucking her nipple and grabbed her head, turning it...

“You got this?” Ramon asked Jesse right after announcing to the woman that they were going to fuck.

“Yeah.” Jesse positioned himself and videoed the presentation and the woman’s reaction; the good thing about this was that she clearly wasn’t hurting any. She was fucked up, for sure, but she was enjoying what she was getting. Ramon pounded away in her, not brutally, but not gently – he was getting his. The woman got hers, too, after a couple of minutes, moaning and thrashing and rubbing Ignacio’s head. Ignacio waited until she was done surging and thrashing and rose up, collecting her head and turning it, then rubbing his cock on her lips.

“Do you like to suck cock, Baby?” Ramon asked. “Suck the cock...” The woman opened her mouth – to speak, maybe – and Ignacio slid his cock in it. She paused for a moment, as if she didn’t understand what was happening, then began to suck; Ignacio groaned and began slowly pumping her face, holding her head. “Easy,” Ramon admonished, “You can go like Hell later, if you want to. I don’t want her freaked.”

Audrey felt something soft touch her lips, heard the question, and spent a moment formulating an answer. That answer was ‘yes, ‘ but she had to think about it. When she opened her mouth, though, the cock entered her mouth and she never got out anything intelligible. She stopped again, taking a moment to come to grips with this development, but sucking was more or less the default response, so she began to suck. The man held her head and slid his cock in and out of her mouth; she licked and sucked, half on automatic and half attentive as she drifted in and out and the cock cycling in her pussy collected her attention and lost it. It took a couple of minutes for her to realize that two cocks meant two men – and it was an interesting datum, but in her state it wasn’t cause for any great excitement – she was sucking and fucking and that was all that she had bandwidth for.

The guy who wanted the suck wasn’t rough, but he wanted to go deep; the good news was that he wasn’t so huge that it caused her to do anything but gag occasionally. Even that was just something that happened to her – there wasn’t any emotional component, she just gagged occasionally. The drug had her disconnected enough that it wasn’t abuse – it was just something that happened. She didn’t whine or complain – she just gagged a little and kept sucking. After a bit, she attained another climax, and sometime after that, the man fucking her attained his, pumping his seed into her. Somewhere in her mind, she was pleased...

Ramon backed out of the porky bitch, grinning. Levi leaned up and whacked Ignacio on the shoulder, “Get you some – I want some face!”

“I won’t last – she sucks good!” Ignacio couldn’t seem to decide whether he wanted to change up or not.

“Give me a minute to have her clean my cock, then you can make up your mind what you want,” Ramon directed.

“Very well...” Ignacio surrendered the woman’s mouth to his fearless leader and watched the woman take him in. She seemed to enjoy the taste of cum...

Audrey heard all this; she was more alert, more into things. The dawn was slowly breaking, but she still hadn’t been presented with anything that brought an imperative to initiate anything. She continued to react passively, taking direction and doing what was asked of her. She sucked her juices and cum off the cock that had fucked her, barely making the connection – and not caring about it, one way or the other. It never occurred to her to wonder whether it was demeaning or not to suck a cock that had just cum in her cunt; she just did it – and got some pleasure from it, one way or another.

“Come on, Slut – let’s do doggie.” Audrey was still trying to process this when hands started tugging on her. She did what she could to give the hands what they wanted and discovered, belatedly, as a new cock probed her depths, that she was on her hands and knees. A pair of knees slid under her shoulders and a cock pressed against her lips – a familiar one, she discovered, as she opened her mouth to accept it.

“Suck me,” a voice murmured, “Take my load!” Audrey began to suck, her efforts complicated by the impacts of the owner of the new cock as he battered her pussy. But that was welcome; he was doing a good job, bringing her pleasure. Audrey worked with it as best she could, cooperating fully, because she didn’t know how to resist in her current state.

It was Levi who wanted to fuck doggy-style; Ignacio decided that he wanted the fat gringa to suck his first load from him. They manhandled her into position and Levi stuck his cock in her without fanfare, but she didn’t complain – even when Ignacio went back around in front and draped her over his knees so he could pump her face up and down over his cock.

“Why isn’t she having a fit?” Jesse asked.

“She’s still pretty much out of it,” Ramon opined. “Roofies are a hypnotic – she’s doing what she’s told. If we don’t make waves, all she’ll get out of it is pleasure. You know she’s getting off regularly, right?”

“Yeah...” ‘It STILL doesn’t make it RIGHT!’ Jesse added to himself.

Levi won’t be able to leave it alone, though, I bet,” Ramon mused.

“Hey, Slut – how do you like black dick?” Levi taunted, then swatted Audrey on the ass. “Hey, wakey-wakey! Say something, Slut!”

“Shut up!” Ignacio hissed, “She’s sucking! You can have your fun when she is finished!” Ignacio had been interrupted once and was in no mood to have it happen again!

“All right – don’t get pissy!”

Audrey heard all this – the slap on her ass brought her up through a layer toward full consciousness. Her mind was starting to work – starting to connect things. It didn’t mean she was going to initiate anything, but she managed to absorb the fact that the cock currently plowing her pussy was black and therefore one of her sex partners was black. They still weren’t rapists and they weren’t lovers – she was fucking, that was all. It was an animal thing. She was female and they were male and they were using her pussy and her mouth for sex. There was still no emotional component, but it WAS pleasurable. She put together bits and pieces of the conversation and for some reason it drove her to suck more actively on the cock in her mouth; she couldn’t have told anyone WHY – she just reacted to the imperative.