Thug

Four idle youths of all backgrounds entered like a pack, their joy undisguised at the sight of prey being offered to them.

They clung to her, their hands exploring Prue's body. The nimble fingers of a young man with dark eyes moved up her waist, tracing moist circles on her skin, scarred by brutal grips. Another, larger man, crushed her breasts in his palms, pinching her already sensitive nipples until she snatched a muffled cry. The third, grinning with chipped teeth, knelt before her, breathing his hot breath against the inside of her trembling thighs.

The third man's lips closed over her moist flesh with a voracity that drew a gasp of surprise from Prue. His tongue traced a burning furrow along her swollen lips, shamelessly tasting the mixture of their lust. The fourth, a boy with the slender hands of a pianist, grabbed her wrists with one hand and slammed them against the glass with cruel precision. His free fingers spiraled down to her heaving stomach. Her moans shattered against the cold glass, her breath forming halos of mist on the glass with each **** exhale.

The kneeling boy pushed his tongue deeper, mercilessly exploring every sensitive fold, while his teeth grazed her flesh with calculated cruelty. Prue felt her knees buckle, but the fourth man's hands held her in place, his pianist's fingers coiling like snakes around her hips to prevent her from escaping.

The fingers of the slender-handed boy tightened on her hips, mercilessly pinning her against the glass as the third man continued his work, his tongue relentlessly searching the most sensitive folds of her swollen sex.

Prue felt a violent shiver run down her spine as the young man's teeth nibbled at her flesh at the edge of pain, his nails scratching the fogged glass in search of an illusory grip.

As she gasped, the leader presented his penis to her mouth while another guy presented his at the entrance to her anus.

• No mercy, no...

She didn't have time to finish; the leader was **** her mouth.

• Shut up!

As the other man slapped her buttocks as he sodomized her, Prue's lips stretched violently around the penis that was plowing her throat, her saliva running in thick streams down her chin. A taste of salt and leather invaded her mouth as the man gripped her hair, guiding each thrust with methodical brutality. From behind, the other man shoved his member into her anus with a sharp thrust, tearing through her resistance with a searing burn.

Prue stifled a hoarse cry, her body shaking from the brutal movements that pinned her between the two men, pain and submission mingling in a crimson wave, each thrust into her throat and anus leaving a burning mark. The leader twisted her hair harder, forcing her to look up at him as he accelerated his thrusts, the head scraping the back of her throat until she choked.

Prue felt her stomach tighten under the simultaneous ****, each thrust into her throat and anus leaving a burning mark in her flesh. The leader groaned, his fingers digging deeper into her hair as he quickened his pace, his hard cock hammering the back of her throat until her eyes filled with tears.

Like her first lover, they cared nothing for her pleasure or displeasure. She was merely a receptacle for their urges, sperm. They took her many times in different forms, and she was nothing more than a broken toy in their hands.

Prue's tears now mingled with the thick drool that dripped down her chin, each nasal gasp burning her nostrils as the leader's cock blocked her windpipe. Her clenched fingers slid across the fogged window, leaving trembling trails in the condensation.

Behind her, the man sodomizing her suddenly slowed down, his nails digging into the pale flesh of her hips to keep her still. A hoarse groan escaped her as the man behind her pushed deeper, his burning member dilating her anus with each brutal thrust. The pain radiated in dull waves, mingling with the suffocation caused by the penis plowing into her throat. Her lungs burned, her stomach contracting spasmodically under the ****.

The leader, his eyes half-closed, watched with icy satisfaction as tears flooded her face. She had emptied them of their urges and semen; she was overflowing with them. They left her semi-conscious. Miraculously, she got out at the right station and went to the sado-masochistic club her master had told her to frequent. She had never felt so dirty and degraded.