Beth is rude to the police

"Well, look what we have here," one cop said to the other. "Looks like the partiers got themselves a hooker, then the hooker got a little more than she expected." The other cop laughed. "Yeah, I reckon you're right," he said.

Beth, still drunk, and only half conscious, responded with a "fuck you, you dumb pigs." The policemen laughed, and said things like "Oh, looks like the whore's got an attitude," and "Yeah, but it doesn't matter to me, because she has a nice ass." The policemen were obviously not the good, upstanding kinds of law enforcement officers; these were the kind of brutes that were attracted to public service because it allowed them to beat the shit out of criminals every once in a while.

"Looks like she's covered in cum. That must mean she likes getting squirted on. Well, we're not going to squirt on you, you dumb whore, but we are going to have sex with you." Beth could see them unzipping, taking condoms out of their pockets, and rolling them on. Beth tried to see their faces, but couldn't get a good enough angle. She only had enough angle to see one of them step up to her, and stick his cock into her pussy. He trust into her for a while, then pulled out, and his partner did the same. It was really pretty boring, after the incredible gangbanging she had just gotten, and she made sure to point that out. "You two boys fuck worse than any of the high schoolers who were just here." Beth was too tired and drunk to particularly care what their response would be.

"Yeah, well, fuck you too," one responded. "We don't want to leave anything behind. Except you, of course." The police walked downstairs, and Beth was again robbed of a chance to see their faces, as they kept their backs to her the whole time. Beth drifted off to a drunken sleep.

She awoke to morning light in the room, and the startled shouting of a construction worker who had just come upstairs to discover her. She looked around, and found she was still bound, covered in crusty cum, and incredibly thristy. "Please" she uttered, "get me some water."

The construction worker quickly cut the zip-ties binding her to the two by fours, and then left the room to get some water. Beth, who felt incredibly sore, slowly stood up, and extricated herself from the wall frame. She immediately slumped to the floor, her legs and arms having fallen asleep long ago, and not able to support her weight. The dried cum cracked and flaked all over her body as she moved around. Beth pulled down her dress, which was filthy from the mixture of sawdust and beer and cum, and tried to make herself as decent as she possibly could, given her state.

The construction worker came back upstairs with a bottle of water, and handed it to Beth. Beth fumbled it open, and drank long and hard from it, until it was emptied. She could taste dried cum all over the inside of her mouth, and feel it stuck in between her teeth. On the bright side, she thought, this cum all came from eighteen year olds. For whatever reason, that really turned her on. The construction worker offered to drive her home, or call her a cab, but she declined, and asked for a moment alone. The worker complied, and walked back downstairs. Beth could hear a number of workers talking quietly about her at the foot of the stairs.

Beth's legs tingled as they came back awake, and she slowly worked herself to her feet. She was more sore than she could ever remember being, her lower back stiff from being bent over all night, her neck rubbery from getting bounced around so much, and her ass and pussy still tingling from the previous night's heavy usage. The workers were silent as Beth slowly moved down the stairs. She was aware how she must look, her black skin and hair covered in streaks of white cum, her dress crumpled and dirty, her walk so slow and broken.

As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she found that the construction workers were not parting for her to pass through. One spoke up: "listen, who did this to you? 'Cuz we'll beat their ass." There was a murmer of agreement from the four or five other workers present. Then another chimed in: "or, if you're hungry for more ..." Beth was about to snap back at him that she was in no mood, but then noticed that all the workers appeared to be fresh out of high school. Certainly, none were above 20. She was immediately filled with lust, the thought of these five strong-armed boys surrounding her coursing through her head. Beth saw that there were nods of assent to this last suggestion as well. Part of her said it was time to go home, but another part said she should really not pass up on five pieces of meat as fine as these.