The poor guy panics, but his friends are there to 'help'

The bearded man stepped just close enough to reach down and drop something that made a clink. No sooner did she hear the sound than he turned and ran. Darkness swallowed him but she heard shuffling sounds, and saw with horror that two more homeless guys were headed toward her.

She was torn between the natural urge to beg for help and the equally natural urge to hope they didn't see her.

In the end it was a gasp from a cramping leg-muscle that settled the issue and drew their attention.

"'ey!" one said to the other, nudging him with a hand holding a paper bag.

"P... please..." she said, meaning to beg for release, but her leg spasming, making her gasp and buck. To the two bums it looked like she was offering her cunt, especially when they saw the writing on her and the 'tip' mug someone had left beside her. "25 sense each" was written on it, and it was filled to the brim.

"Y'got a quart... hic... quarter?" the second bum asked the first.

The first stared into space for a while before looking down at the bag in his hand and lifting it. "I got a bottle."

The two burst into laughter like they'd heard the punchline of the world's funniest joke.

"P... Please," Amanda gasped again, fighting to straighten her neck so she could speak, but the cramps in her legs making them contract, pulling her head towards her chest and cutting off her plea.

This gave her a view of her naked tits, and she stared in horror at the bruises and hickeys that covered them. They were a mix of blue and red from the ****, and someone had actually folded a bottle-top over one swollen nipples like a pasty.

Finishing their laugh the two wandered over to Amanda. "Bottle'sh worth a quarter," said the first.

"m's not done yet," the other added, but the two used unsteady hands to fumble open their pants before taking another draw on the bottle.

"Wan' shome?" he giggled, and with an unsteady hand all but rammed the bottle towards her mouth.

With her head tilted forward the bottle hit her lips almost like a punch, nearly splitting the lip, and causing such a pain in her teeth that she was sure her front teeth had just broken.

"Guesh not," the other said. He'd drawn out his cock but knelt by her. When he pushed her backward to elevate her ass she almost thanked him, for it had the unexpected effect of unhooking her legs from behind her head. Like two rolls of carpet they thumped forward, one landing on the bum in front of her, though he seemed too far gone to notice.

Groaning she eased her neck back from her collar-bone, gradually straightening it out as much as she could as the homeless men elevated her butt. Her relief at the change of position change the more they elevated her, as this put its own pressure on her neck. Besides which she began to wonder what they were up to.