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Susan's Ordeal

Copyright© 2007 by Just Plain Bob

Chapter 1

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - She was kidnapped and raped. She was released and was raped again only the second time it wasn't so bad. It didn't get really bad until she got home.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   NonConsensual   Rape   Heterosexual   Gang Bang   Interracial   Slow  

The 'click click' of her high heels sounded extremely loud to Susan as they echoed in the cavernous underground garage. She was relieved to see her car standing alone in the middle of the empty garage. There had been a rash of rapes and muggings in other garages by people hiding behind cars. At least she didn't have to worry about that tonight. She shook her head ruefully, another night of working late; no she thought, that's not right. Another night of staying late. Another night of delaying her return home to avoid another argument with her husband Ron. She did not understand him and probably never would. She had thought their marriage was a strong one, but apparently she had been wrong. Lately it was nothing except argument after argument and all because she would not give him anal sex. She had done everything that he had ever asked for as far as sex was concerned. Christ, she had even agreed to sleep with another man so he could watch. Damn it! It was her asshole and if she didn't want a cock pushed in it, it just wasn't going to happen. Maybe, she thought, she had finally gotten her point across to him last night. She had lost her temper and told him if he wanted anal sex so bad he should go and find some one to fuck him in the ass.

She reached into her purse and took out her car keys. Pushing a button on the key chain fob she heard the "clack" of her car doors unlocking and as she reached for the door handle, she was so wrapped up in her thinking about Ron and on his insistence that she have anal sex with him that she didn't notice the large black van as it idled up the entrance ramp and started across the garage floor behind her. The first sign of danger was when she heard the van door slide open behind her and she turned to see two men in ski masks leap out the door. She screamed as they grabbed her by the arms and threw her into the van where two more men pinned her to the floor and covered her mouth with a pillow to muffle her screams. She struggled, but now all four men were holding her down as the van began to move. Susan saw lights flashing by the van windows and knew they were on the exit ramp. If she could just break free for a moment at the guard booth she could cry out for help and so she stopped fighting them hoping that they would relax. She felt the van slow down and she knew they were coming up to the gate. The driver rolled down the window and as he was handing the attendant the parking fee Susan made a mighty effort to break loose from her captors, but they had been expecting her to try something and the four of them kept her pinned solidly to the floor. "Be careful sweetie," one of them said, "We don't want to hurt you, just gonna have a little fun is all. Trust me. You're gonna love it."

Ten minutes or so later the van rolled to a stop. The driver got out and she heard the sound of a heavy door being rolled open. The driver got back in and the van idled forward and stopped again. The driver got out and she heard the heavy door sliding closed. The pillow was removed from her face and one of the men said, "Go ahead honey, you can scream all you want now. Ain't nobody gonna hear a thing." She stared up at the masked man and asked, "Why are you doing this to me?"

The man laughed at her, "Because that fine ass of yours finally got to me. You didn't think about that, did you? Tight skirts, low cut blouses, 'come fuck me' high heels and you didn't expect anyone to get turned on?"

Susan felt a sudden stab of fear as she realized what they meant to do to her. "What do you mean? What are you going to do to me?"

This time another voice answered her, "Nothing that hasn't been done before sweetie. Only this time you're going for quantity."

Conflicting thoughts raced through Susan's head. She knew she was powerless against the five of them and that they could do whatever they wanted with her. She knew she had to fight them - her self respect demanded that much- but at the same time she thought why should she risk a beating over something that was going to happen anyway? She did not think she needed to fear for her life; they were all masked which indicated they didn't want her to be able to recognize them later. If the planned on getting rid of her they wouldn't have bothered with masks, would they? Why should she risk making them angry when she knew her body would betray her anyway? It always had, hadn't it? That time, when she was sixteen and had gone to a party following a football game, it had betrayed her. When Toby Wilson had pulled her into the bedroom it had been rape, pure and simple, and she had fought him almost up to the point where he had cum in her, but she'd had her nails buried in his ass and was pulling him to her when he had erupted in her. But it certainly wasn't rape when his five buddies had followed him into the room, one after another. As far as these five went she could handle them with no problem. She remembered the college frat party where she'd gotten drunk and found herself on a mattress on the floor moaning "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" and crying out "Next! Whose next?" as guy after guy used her as a sperm bank. She was told later that she had taken on seventeen guys, many of them more that once. No, Susan thought, I'll struggle a bit and do my best not to give them the satisfaction of seeing me enjoy it, but my body will betray me, it always does.

Her arms were grabbed and were tied to hooks fastened to the inside of the van. One of the men started to pull down her skirt and she kicked out at him, hitting his shoulder. "Grab her legs" the man said and he pulled a knife out of his pocket and began to cut off her skirt. Susan struggled, but it was no use. Next, the knife cut the crotch band of her panties and they were pushed up and out of the way. "Who's first?" a man said. "We'll flip for it," said another. Susan lay on the floor of the van, breathing heavily, as the five men played 'odd man out' to determine who would be the first to rape her. It took several minutes to determine a winner and then all of them took off their clothes. Two men grabbed her legs and pulled them apart and the first man knelt between her legs and stuck a finger into her pussy.

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