Tries to flee.

“What the fuck are you guys talking about?” Max asked again still confused as she backed up even more. Their intent was perfectly clear to her but she still couldn't believe that these three guys who she would consider friends were acting like this. Had the world gone mad?

Without warning Dan charged at her. Easily side stepping him, she tripped him sending him hurling into the wall with a loud crash. Quickly she turned to face the other men but was too slow. The sound of Greg's open hand connecting her face echoed through the building. The **** of the blow caused her to stumble. Her cheek stinging, tears welled up in her eyes. Before she could recover from the blow Jeff shoved her hard. Losing balance she tripped over the a bench, sending her crashing to the ground. She heard a sickening thud as he head hit the ground.

“Ahh,” She moaned in pain. Stars danced before her eyes, a wave of nausea and dizziness washed over her. She tried to stand but it only worsened her dizziness causing her to fall back to all fours.

“Fucking bitch!” Dan yelled as he picked himself up from the ground, pissed from being laid out by a girl he kicked her hard in the stomach as she knelt on the ground.

Max groaned as the air escaped her lungs. The kick sending her crashing to her side, holding her stomach in pain. The three men moved onto her quickly, rolling her onto her back. Nervous excitement in their eyes as they realized what they were about to do.

“Get the fuck off me,” Max screamed as she weakly pushed away their hands. Sharp pains shot through her head, blurring her vision and slowing her movements. Her resistance stopped when she saw the distinct shine that could only belong to a knife.

“Don't worry baby, we're not gonna hurt you. Much.” Greg said, as he roughly groped her breasts. Pinching her nipples through her shirt. Max closed her eyes in disgust as she felt the men's hands begin to explore her body. Another hand gently rubbed her other breast, tweaking her nipple. While one of the men was rubbing his hands over her thighs, forcing her to part her legs before squeezing her ass.

“Fuck,” Max spat and begun fighting again as she felt one of the men pull at the top of her cargo pants.

“I'm tired of this shit,” Dan said. Pulling out small hand held stun gun that he had stolen from his ex girlfriend. Jabbing into Max's thigh before pushing the button, sending jolts of electricity shooting through her body.

“Nnnngggghhh... Fuck!” Max screamed as electricity shot through her. Every muscle in her body tightening causing her to arch off the floor. As fast as the blinding pain had enveloped her body it quickly dissipated, leaving her on the floor, exhausted. It felt like she had just ran a marathon, the muscles in her thigh throbbing dully in pain. For a moment she thought she was going to pass out but the feeling of cold steal on her neck brought her out of her stupor.

She opened her eyes and looked down at her chest as Greg slowly trailed the knife down her chest. Tracing the shape of her breast with the blade, Max couldn't stop the shiver that ran through her body as he slowly dragged the blade over her nipples. With one smooth motion he cut her shirt down the center. Leaving only her bra between the three men and her naked breasts.

“Nice..” muttered one of the men. Greg quickly cut her bra off freeing her breasts. Max closed her eyes as she felt him lower his mouth onto her nipple. Sucking on it forcibly, gently biting into her flesh.

“Stop,” she moaned as she felt one of the men once again trying to pull down her pants. Her hands fighting with his trying to keep them up.

“Stupid bitch, you want the taser again?” Greg said warning her. In a move of defeat Max closed her eyes and turned her head away from him. Her grip loosening on her pants, allowing Jeff to easily slide them off her hips, her panties quickly followed. Leaving her completely naked.

“Fuck yeah,” Jeff said, pushing her thighs apart as he crawled between her legs. “Just like the pictures” he muttered as slipped a finger inside of her causing her to moan out in discomfort. “Ha, the slut is wet,” he exclaimed feeling her juices.

Max's face flushed, embarrassed. What ever **** the cops had given her last night had were still effecting her. While the effect wasn't as strong as it was last night she still had been unbelievably horny all day long. The men didn't notice but her panties were soaked through. The feelings were strong enough that she had stopped four times during the day, hiding behind a dumpster, or running into a restroom before fingering herself to orgasm. Every time she came it lessened the desire, but it would slowly return.

“Don't,” Max said defiantly as she felt Jeff move over her. His pants now pulled down, his cock hanging out. She could feel him press against her wet pussy lips. She didn't' know if it was the **** or that she was getting off on the excitement of it all but a little part of her wanted him to do it.