Spread your legs.

Resigned to what you have to do, the situation clearly weighted against you, you spread your legs in silence, opening your thighs for a stranger behind you. You hear a quiet "Fuck me..." from the young man behind you, and can almost feel him staring at your exposed pussy. You feel oddly ashamed at this, despite being **** into this situation. That doesn't last long, as you hear him crouching down onto his knees and leaning down over you.

You have to restrain a reflexive response when he makes contact, wrapping his arms under your belly and putting his weight on your back, mashing you down into the ground. You cringe in disgust as he takes one hand to line himself up with your slit, missing his insertion a few times, before finally hitting home and nestling himself between your thighs. One of his hands moves up, cupping one of your naked breasts, which he rubs and gropes at.

Immediately after finding your opening, he thrusts forward as hard as he can, making you wince in pain from the dry penetration into your unprepared pussy. He pauses and groans, before starting to actually fuck you, though he barely moves an inch out of you before hammering back in again each stroke. His movements are frantic and inexperienced, lacking any rhythm or consistency. You doubt you'd enjoy this treatment even if he wasn't forcing you into this.

It doesn't take long for you to think he's coming to a conclusion. You didn't expect this to take long after realising how little he knew about this act. Looking back over your shoulder, you make eye contact with him, which in retrospect, probably almost set him off itself. In as threatening a tone as you can muster while being fucked against your will, you half-whisper something at him.

"Don't you fucking dare finish in me."

He goes wide-eyed at that, staring at you without pausing or slowing his frantic rutting. From in front of you, the older man looms over your prone form, speaking to the young man.

"Knock her up, son. She owes us. Her problem, not ours."

As you watch him, he nods at his father, using all his concentration to hold himself in. You've got one shot to try and stop this, and even that's not a good one.