Chapter 2

It was 2:40 in the morning when the pair entered the campus parking lot. There were no stalls close to their building so she had to park near the Kaufman building, the dorm for the boys. There was about a dozen guys loitering around the entrance of the building and turned their attention to them when Stacy ‘accidentally’ blew the horn as she got out of the car. Ming’s eyes widened as two of the guys started walking their way.

“Need any help?” one of them asked as Stacy struggled to help her smaller friend out of the car.

“NO!” Ming cried out, dying of humiliation.

“If you don’t mind,” Stacy said overriding Ming’s protest. She was able to get her hand around her back to untie the center string holding the gown closed as she feigned helping her.

“Stacy...” Ming softly gasped as she diverted her eyes away from the pair of gawkers.

“I just need help getting her out of the car and I can take it from there,” she said smiling as the other guys started walking closer.

“No problema, chica,” the blonde guy said with a bad Spanish accent. Reaching into the car he lifted Ming’s feather-light body and pulled her from the Honda Civic. Between the movement and the light breeze the bottom of the gown flew up, exposing the fact that she was totally naked beneath the thin material. The second guy’s eyes widened and all three chuckled when Ming urgently struggled to cover herself.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that,” he said softly lowering her to the ground.

“Were you in the hospital?” Toby asked noticing the gown.

“Something like that,” Stacy informed him as she aided her friend to get the frock retied. By this time the others had joined them and were ogling Ming’s nearly nude attire as she pressed her backside to the cold metal of the car.

“She got gang raped tonight.”

“NO SHIT?” Brian asked astonished. “Sorry to hear that.”

“She’s fine. Besides when you get drunk and start hanging around a bunch of college guys, something bad is bound to happen, right?” She boasted, repeating what the nurse had said.

“STACY!” Ming exclaimed, wishing that there was a hole someplace for her to crawl into.

“Sorry, Ming, but it’s true, right?”

“Please just take me home.”

“Need help getting to the dorms?” Brian asked expectantly.

“NO!” Ming shouted adamantly.

“Look, Ming, our dorm is all the way across the parking lot and you’ve already passed out twice tonight so I think it would be a good idea for them to help you. Just to the entrance, not all the way.”

“Stacy please. I can walk there by myself.”

“Come on, Ming, stop being like that! They just want to help, okay?”

“I do not need their help.” Ignoring her friend’s request she turned to the tall cute guy who had taken her out of the car.

“Would you mind carrying her to our building?”

“Not at all,” he said reaching for the petite girl. She squealed as he quickly lifted her from the ground and tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. The gown parted, exposing everything below the center of her back. She could feel the cool night air on her naked bottom and struggled to make him put her down.

“Stop kicking!” Stacy barked reaching up to halfheartedly cover her friends butt. Even in the dim light all of the guys got a very clear view of Ming’s naked slender body and Stacy felt proud of herself for making it happen.

“Let me fix the gown!” Stacy snarled and reached under her hair for the last string keeping the frock tied. A gentle tug caused the back to part and fall away unbeknownst to Ming.

“Let’s go.”

True to his word he carried her to the glass doors at the entrance and lowered her to the ground. Ming’s face was red, both from having her head hanging down and from embarrassment. She couldn’t bear to look at him as he stood before her smiling. With her body slumping, the top of the gown slipped from her shoulders. Disoriented she didn’t notice until the cool night air caused her small nipples to harden and she felt the breeze on her bare skin.

“OH MY GOD!” she exclaimed tugging at the thin fabric to recover herself. Seven of the eleven guys that had been standing outside followed the four of them to the building and all were given a full display of her upper body. Her backside had been on paraded to them during the trip across the parking lot and Ming was dying of embarrassment.

“Safe and sound,” he said watching as she adjusted the top of the gown and tried frantically to keep the bottom secure. “I’m Brian by the way,” he said extending his hand. She didn’t want to release the gown, afraid that it would drop away and made him wait for her to respond.

“Don’t be rude,” Stacy barked giving her friend a nudge. “Shake his hand.” Grudgingly Ming took his hand and flinched as he shook it. She could feel the back of the gown flapping in the breeze and quickly reached for it.

“I’m Stacy and this is Ming,” Stacy offered without being asked. “We’re in 5-B if you ever want to stop by for a visit,” she added with a smile. Ming retreated a few steps hoping that he’d never follow through with that invitation.

“Nice to meet you, Ming,” Brian said smiling down at her. “Maybe I’ll see you around campus sometime?”

“I don’t think there’s much more you CAN see of her,” someone in the crowd called out to a round of laughter. Ming felt ashamed and reached for the door.

“Please we need to go upstairs, Stacy,” she begged turning away from the guys holding the hem of the gown closed with one hand and had the other across her chest to keep it from falling again.

“I’m sorry she’s being so rude,” Stacy apologized as she punched in the code for the door. “She’s usually very friendly to guys,” she added with a wink.

“No sweat,” he said. “I’m sure she’s been through a lot tonight. If you ever need help again just come and get me, I’m in 3-C,” he replied and motioned toward the Kaufman building with his chin.

“We may just do that,” she said opening the door and smiling as Ming dash into the building like a freed warthog.

The hallway was empty as the pair climbed the stairs until they reached their room. Ming was exhausted and Stacy had to half carried, half dragged her over to her bed where she held her friend steady until she released her hold on the gown and it dropped to the floor. Gently she eased the naked girl into bed. She didn’t put up a fight about not having on clothes and quickly began drifting in and out of consciousness, a combination of being exhausted, the alcohol and pain killers. Once covered she quickly drifted off to sleep, lightly moaning in her slumber.

Stacy stood over her smirking. She was going to enjoy ruining this little bitch. Who in the hell does she think she is talking to her like that? Judging her, demeaning her, and lecturing to her like a Catholic nun?

“Little miss pure and innocent is about to have a fuckin’ rude awaking!” She mumbled under her breath. Reaching for her phone she pressed Mitch’s number.

“Hey big stud,” she cooed, smiling from ear to ear.

“Hey, Babe, how did it go?”

“Perfectly! I couldn’t ask for anything more. Your boys did great.”

“Glad to hear that. What now?”

“Want to come over for a quickie? All this shit has me horny as hell and I could use your big cock inside of me.”

“It’s 3 in the morning!”

“Alright, if you don’t want it I’m sure I can find someone who does...”

“Gimme a few minutes, I’ll be right over.”

“Good. See you soon. And you’d better hurry, I’m not waiting long!”

Stacy took a hurried shower and brushed her teeth. She hardly had time to get back to the room before there was soft knock on the door. There stood Mitch, her preferred boyfriend, all six foot four, two hundred sixty pounds of muscle. Being the lead tackle, he worked out hard and was in great shape. Looking up at his light green eyes she smiled.

“Come on in,” she whispered opening the door wider.

“How’s she doing?”

“She’s still a little drunk. I think they gave her too much alcohol, but that just works in our favor. The cops couldn’t even talk to her ‘cause she was so drunk.” She smiled remembering the conversation she had with them. “Best part is that she was so drunk she pissed herself!”

“No fuckin’ way!” Mitch bellowed suppressing his laughter.

“Yep. The nurse had to clean her up, change her clothes and put her into another bed.”

“That’s funny as shit!”

“Enough talking, let’s fuck!” Stacy said dropping the towel to reveal her nakedness. The five-foot six blonde’s blue eyes sparkled as she stared upward to her boyfriend. At 130 pounds she had curves in the right places, accentuating her 36 C breasts. Mitch reached for them.

He was a ‘tit’ man and loved how Stacy’s were large and still firm. Like a pollinating bee, his mouth went from one nipple to the other and then back again. Gently he suckled each one for a few seconds before moving on. Although his actions were on Stacy, he couldn’t help but stare beyond her at the tiny sleeping form in the other bed. Stacy noticed his attention and playfully slapped the top of his head.

“Hey, pay attention to me!” she barked pulling his face away from her chest.

“Sorry, I was just curious. When do I get to fuck her? I never had my cock inside someone so tiny before.”

“Down boy, you’ll have plenty of chances to fuck her once I have everything I need. We just need to hammer the final nail into her coffin and she’s ours to do with what we please.”

“I can’t wait.”

“How about a sneak peek?” she asked pulling the blankets away from Ming. She stirred but remained asleep and Mitch couldn’t help but gawk at her miniature form.

“Damn she’s really tiny!” he stated. “Not much in the way of tits to speak of,” he added leaning a little closer. “Hardly the size of Ping-Pong balls!”

“Hey, you can’t have everything! Besides if you want a woman with big tits you come look for me, if you want a slutty whore to fuck and cum into, you go look for her! Pretty soon she’ll be the campus cum-dump and you can fuck her whenever you want to, as long as you don’t neglect my needs.”

“I won’t,” he said pulling her close to give her a kiss. “You’re so vindictive, Stacy, remind me to stay on your good side!” Mitch said smirking. “What do you have planned for her anyway?”

“You’ll find out in due time, but for now, I need your cock pounding the shit out of me! Just thinking about what I’m gunna do to that little bitch has me so fucking hot right now it won’t take much to get me off! Now get your dick out of your pants and into my pussy!” She said throwing the blanket back over Ming. Sashaying toward her own bed she flung herself onto it and wantonly spread her legs.

“Don’t keep me waiting, big stud!”

Walking toward her he hastily striped off his clothes, kicking his shoes off across the room in his rush to get naked. His cock was large and menacing, like him, and stood thick and erect at a full nine inches long. Stacy reached for it, pulling him on top of her and guiding it inside of her. She moaned as he quickly slipped into her very depths.

Without delay he began pounding her, slamming his body repeatedly into hers. Wrapping her beefy legs around his waist she latched onto him, grunting, and moaning loudly as she matched his thrusts stroke for stroke. Her nails dug into his back as she approached her first climax. Mitch continued crashing into her body with all his might, his head turned slightly to the left to see the sleeping Asian beauty.

Would she be able to take his cock as easily as Stacy? Could he fuck her like this? The guys all said how tight she was and he was anxious to experience that for himself. The loud snort coming from his lover, along with the stiffening of her body told him that she was cumming again. He continued hammering into her, driving his engorged cock as far into her as it would go. He knew that she was muli-orgasmic and as hot and wet as she was it wouldn’t take much to bring her off numerous times.

Twenty seconds later his prediction came true as her body tensed once again and her back arched, giving him a better angle to fuck her. His mouth went to her nipples as he nursed on them like a hungry suckling baby.

“FUCK!” he moaned. The sensation of her wet, throbbing pussy pushed him beyond his limit. “I’M CUMMING!” he bellowed, rising up on his extended arms like an angry sea lion. Jerking wildly his cum flooded her pussy, sending Stacy into her forth orgasm within 15 minutes. The last one wasn’t as strong as the others but felt good none the same. Mitch collapsed on top of her panting.

“Shit,” he muttered breathing hard. “That was great!”

Stacy was pushing at his chest, trying to get him off of her. He was crushing her and she could hardly breathe.

“Get the fuck offa me!” she finally yelled after several attempts to remove him.

“What the fuck?”

“You’re done, you can leave now,” she callously stated once he lifted himself from her torso.

“Just like that? Wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am?”

“I’m tired and I’ve got to finish my term paper this weekend. We can pick up where we left off later if I feel like it.”

“Can’t I just rest for a while? I’ll leave in an hour.”

“Nope. You can leave now and go sleep in your own bed. I’ve got too many things to do for you to be hanging around.”

“How long do we have to wait until we all get to fuck her?”

“Not long, maybe a week or so. Just make sure your boys know to stay away from her until I say so.”

“Don’t worry about the guys. They know what to do and when to do it,” he said smiling. “I get to go first, right?”

“If you behave yourself.”

“I’ll be on my best behavior, I promise,” he said leaning down to kiss her. She accepted his tongue and groaned when she felt his manhood throb back to life.”

“Down boy, there will be plenty of time for that later. Right now, I need my sleep.”

“You’re not going to be pissed at me for fucking your roomie, are you?”

“Fuck no. I want you to fuck her. In fact, I want EVERYONE to fuck her,” she added smirking.

“Don’t you worry about that. A hot little number like her won’t have any trouble finding cock!”

“I’m counting on that. Now get the fuck out!”

He kissed her once again and began to dress, all the while he stared at the small slumbering form only a few feet away. He swallowed hard as his cock surge at the thought of fucking her tight little pussy. This is going to be great!

Stacy doted over Ming for the next two days, catering to her every need. She was very sympathetic to her plight and even refilled her icepack every so often to keep on her tender, swollen vagina. The next morning, she made her breakfast and served her in bed.

Ming was physically and mentally shattered and jumped at every sound. Stacy was there to comfort her whenever her emotional state waned, causing long moments of sobbing. She didn’t want to get out of bed and couldn’t concentrate on her schoolwork, as she stared at the same page for minutes at a time.

“When was your last period?”

“Huh? Why do you want to know that?”

“The hospital gave me these pills for you to take and you’re supposed to start taking them when you start your period.”

“What are they? What are they for?”

“They’re Clomid. The doctor was concerned about you having unprotected sex with several guys and these pills are like the morning after pill to prevent you getting pregnant,” she said handing her the blister pack of white pills. Ming stared at the foil packaged, turning it over to read the back.

“Clomiphene Citrate? I never heard of that before.”

“Like I said, it’s to prevent pregnancy. When was your last period?”

“About a week ago. It started the day after the first guy raped me. Perhaps I should wait to take them.”

“NO! Go ahead and take them now. You might need to double up on them since you’re already late starting.”

“Is that safe?”

“Yes, Ming, what do you think I’m going to do, poison you?”

“No, it is not that. It is 50 milligrams and I just do not want to take too much.”

“Do you want to get pregnant?”

“Of course not!”

“Then take them!” Stacy hounded getting her a glass of water. Pressing out two of the round pills Ming took a sip of the water and swallowed them one at a time. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“I guess not.”

“The box came with 30 pills so it will last a couple of weeks if you take two a day, okay?”

“What will happen after that?”

“If you’re still worried about getting pregnant, I’ll get you some more,” she said smiling. “Just don’t forget to take two every day, okay?” She nodded, giving her best friend a smile.

Monday came and Ming still wasn’t the same. It took everything Stacy had to get her to get out of bed and dressed for class. She had come too far to let it go now. Ming was suffering but it wasn’t nearly enough for her satisfaction. She wanted to fully break the skinny little bitch and leave the hollow shell for someone else to pick up the pieces, if anyone wanted what was left.

“Just try not to think about it,” she urged to get her to move. “I’ll walk with you to your first class, okay?” She finally relented and agreed to go to class. “First take your pills,” Stacy told her holding out her hands, one with the two pills the other with water.

The doctor had prescribed Percocet to help with the vaginal pain and Stacy kept feeding them to her all weekend. That kept Ming drowsy and unbalanced, much easier to manipulate. Stacy also made sure that no one came to visit, especially any guys as Ming was still very fearful of anyone of the opposite sex.

She got through Monday without any problems, making Tuesday much easier to handle. Stacy had late classes on Tuesday and walked Ming to her first class again, after giving her a double dose of Clomid. By the end of the day, she was feeling a little more like herself and decided to go to her Wednesday classes alone. Stacy was happy for her progress. When Ming got back to the dorm that afternoon, she had company waiting for her.

Her eyes widened with she opened the door to see two large men wearing shirts and ties sitting at their table.

“Hey Ming,” Stacy called to her from her bed. “The detectives need to talk to you about what happened last Friday.” Ming stood near the door, prepared to rush out into the hallway at any minute.

“These are Detectives Daniel Jackson and Marquis Brown,” Stacy informed her as she got up to meet her at the door. “Come and sit. They need to ask you some questions.”

“Hello Miss Wong,” the stocky white detective said with a big smile. “Don’t be alarmed, Sergeant Walton gave us your file because he was too busy to work on it. We’ll take care of you from now on,” he said still smiling.

“Miss Garrison, we’ll need to get a statement from Miss Wong alone please. Would you mind leaving for a while so that we can discuss what happened in private?” the much larger black detective asked smiling so wide that most of his teeth were revealed. “There can’t be any interruptions during her statement.”

“No, not at all,” Stacy replied reaching for her purse. “How long should I be gone for?”

“Why don’t you give us your number and we’ll call you once we are finished getting her statement.”

“Oh sure,” she replied rambling off her cell number so the officer could write it down. “I have someplace to go anyway so it’s no big deal.”

“Thank you for your cooperation,” Detective Jackson smiled while opening the door and holding it open. Quickly she left the room, leaving Ming alone with the two detectives. She was somewhat nervous about the situation as she didn’t want Ming to know what she told the other two officers last week but she didn’t have a choice.

The large black man sat on Ming’s bed and patted the area to his right. “Have a seat,” he said.

“That is okay, I prefer to stand,” she replied feeling very uneasy about being left alone with the two men.

“I insist,” he strongly urged. “You need to be comfortable.”

“I am okay,” she replied taking a step backward and into the gut of the other detective.

“Are you being uncooperative?” Jackson asked giving her a small push forward. “I hope that you’re not.”

“No sir, I just do not want to sit right now.” He held her arms and guided her toward the bed, turning her around and giving her a slight shove. She fell to the bed and nearly slipped off.

“Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Ming couldn’t reply. She had a lump in her throat, her heart was racing and she was having trouble catching a deep breath as she stared toward the floor.

“Can ... uh, we do this at the station?” she asked unable to look at either man. “Maybe I can give my statement to a female detective instead?” She added feeling alarmed about being alone with two strange men.

“We’re already here,” he said stooping down to get eye-level with her. “You don’t remember me, do you?”

“No sir, I do not,” she mumbled still diverting her stare away.

“We met last Friday. You ran into me leaving Walton’s office.” She didn’t respond. “It doesn’t matter I guess,” he finally said after staring at her young, pretty face for a while. He stood up and towered over her. At 6’1 he was tall but Brown was four inches taller and much bigger. She felt very nervous sitting so close to him.

“We read your statement for the first, uh, rape and we read the statement from your friend about the second one. Why don’t you start off by telling us what happened last Friday?” Brown asked moving his leg a little closer to hers.

“I ... um, well, I was walking, uh from the library...”

“The library again?” Jackson interrupted, smirking. “You were at the library on a Friday night?”

“Yes sir. I am a college student and go there to study.”

“And you drink while you’re at the library?” The black detective asked.

“No sir. I do not drink alcohol.”

“Really?” Jackson asked sounding surprised. “You know your blood-alcohol level was .15, nearly twice the legal limit.”

“I do not know how that is possible. I did not have anything to drink.”

“That isn’t a lie, is it? I can see your lips moving.”

“What do you mean? I do not lie.”

“It’s just strange how you say you don’t drink but you were legally drunk.”

“They put something inside of my, um, behind. Perhaps it was alcohol.”

“I’m sure that’s not all they put inside of your butt,” Brown mumbled with a slight snicker. Ming didn’t understand the meaning of his comment.

“Go on with your statement,” Jackson said while continuing to write. “How many men allegedly raped you this time?”

“Three,” she mumbled still ashamed to even be talking about it.

“Three?” Jackson asked.

“Yes sir, three men.”

“Last time you claimed that one man raped you and they found the semen of three men inside of you and NOW you’re claiming it was three. Are you sure that’s the correct number?”

“Yes sir.”

“Then why was there semen from eight different men inside of you this time, huh?” he spat scrunching his face for emphasis.

“EIGHT?!?! No sir, there were only three men, I promise.”

“That’s a bold-face lie, Ming! You know it and I know it!” Jackson roared, sending droplets of spittle onto her face.

“No sir, I promise,” Ming blubbered feeling the tears welling in her eyes. Brown put his arm around her and pulled her into his chest.

“Now, now, Ming, don’t get upset,” he said rubbing her right arm. “We just want the truth.”

“Ming?” Jackson asked stooping down once again to be eye level with her. “Do you know that we could arrest you right now?” He asked calmly.

“WHAT!?!?” She nearly screamed. “Why?”

“Well for starters impeding an investigation, making a false report, obstruction of justice, falsely reporting a crime, knowing making a false statement, providing false information that causes someone to get arrested for a crime they didn’t commit, and probably a few more on top of that. You could be sentenced to at least five years in prison for just doing that, did you know that?”

Ming began balling, crying so hard that her shoulders shook. Covering her face with her hands she leaned forward to hide her embarrassment. She felt sick to her stomach and she began shaking uncontrollably.

“It’s okay, Ming, we’re not going to arrest you,” Brown said rubbing her back. “If you do the right thing.”

“I did not do ... anything ... wrong!” she insisted, gasping for breath between tears.

“We won’t arrest you if you’re willing to fully cooperate with our, uh, investigation,” Jackson said placing his hands on her knees. She slowly stopped crying and lifted her head, careful not to make direct eye contact.

“I am cooperating,” she sniffed. “I have been cooperating.”

“I don’t think so, Ming,” he said moving his hands up her thighs a few inches. “To get to the bottom I think we should fully penetrate this case, work it really hard and continue on it until we are both satisfied that we have everything we need. Don’t you agree, sweetheart?”

“I do not understand what you are saying.” Dan chuckle. How could someone smart enough to be in college be so dumb?

“Let me spell it out for you, Ming. You are going to give me and my partner the same thing you’re passing around to all these college assholes whenever we want it. Now do you understand?”

“I am sorry but I do not,” she said wiping the tears from her eyes. “What are you saying?”

“Cut the bullshit, Ming and stop pretending to be naïve! You know exactly what I’m talking about and if you don’t start cooperating, we’ll have to take you down and arrest you!” Ming eyes lit up. He wasn’t saying what she thought he meant was he? Before she had time to ponder the question the detective stood and unzipped his pants.

“There was semen found in your throat so I know you know how to suck cock,” he said fishing out his erection. Ming swallowed hard and couldn’t take her eyes away from the frightening shaft. It look big, hard, meaty and scary. She had never seen one this close before and never had one inside of her mouth. Just the thought of it made her sick.

“Please,” she squeaked.

“Please what? Please fuck me like the slut that I am?”

“I am not a ... slut,” she whispered turning her stare to the floor as the word was embarrassing.

“Stop pretending, Ming! We know all about you so you can quit the act. You’ve probably had more wang in your mouth than a Chinese phone book! Now take my cock and start sucking or we’ll have no choice but to arrest you, and believe me I’ll make sure you get the maximum sentence!”

“But I did not do anything wrong!”

“The only thing wrong you’re not doing is sucking my cock! Are you going to do it or will I have to have my partner put the cuffs on you? The choice is yours.” Beside her she heard the metal clanging for the handcuffs as the black man removed them from his belt case.

Glaring at the fleshy stick just inches from her face she cringed. There was a clear drop of moisture on it and she couldn’t help but wonder if it was urine. The thought gave her chills. Reaching for it she put her delicate fingers on it, the girth too thick to completely touch her finger tips together. Bringing her face closer she shut her eyes and opened her mouth.

The first thing she felt was the droplet as the tip came into contact with her tongue. It was sweet and sticky and made her stomach churn. More of his thing went into her mouth and she felt his hand behind the back of her head, pulling her face closer. Soon more was inside of her mouth than she could handle and she pulled back, only to find his grasp was too strong. It pushed against the back of her throat and she struggled to free herself.

The spongy head pushing against the opening of her throat distracted her briefly from the sensation of fingers probing the exterior of her panties. As soon as she realized that someone was rubbing her privates her hand flew down to stop it. Hands were soon fondling her nipples and she didn’t have enough hands to stop them all.

“Come on, Ming, stop resisting,” Brown’s deep voice echoed in her ear. “You know you want this as much as we do.”

“Maybe you need a drink,” Jackson chuckled. “I hear that really gets your juices flowing!” Both men laughed. Ming didn’t understand what they were talking about. Why are they saying such rude things?

“Stand up,” Jackson ordered a few minutes later. “Let’s get you out of these clothes.” Those were the last words she wanted to hear. Feeling her arms being pulled, her legs straightened as her feet touched the floor. Immediately Jackson began unbuttoning her blouse and Brown was tugging at the zipper in the back of her skirt. She was in shock as they both worked on undressing her.

The skirt was the first to drop as she felt the loose fabric gathered around her feet. She cringed when she felt him tugging on the waist band of her panties and she reached for them to stop them from being lowered. About this time her shirt was fully unbuttoned and he was spreading the sides wide to expose her bra.