A strong arm wraps around your neck and a hand covers your mouth

A strong arm wraps around your neck and a hand covers your mouth. You are dragged kicking, with muffled screams, into the alley between the Walgreens and the abandoned grocery store.

“Hey darling, mind keeping us company!” A coarse voice whispered into her ear. A strong smell of unwashed body and cigarettes invades your nose as you struggle in vain to free yourself

“Hey you caught one! Let’s have a look!”

From the gloom of the alley emerges 2 thin looking men dressed in ratty hoodies and shirts. They grab both of your arms and drag you deeper into the alley, cutting off light from parking lot lamps. Bags of trash and other refuse liter the area behind the grocery store. Graffiti covered walls with tags and obscene art plaster every wall, as you are dragged behind a pile of wood pallets and thrown against it. The men surround you in your corner as you try calling out

“HELP!!!! ANYONE!!!! HEL-mmmmpppfhhh”

For the second time today, you are gagged and bound against your will. Duct tape covers your mouth and is wrapped around your arms, locking them in place. You are helpless.

“Hehehe we got a live one!” The dark haired one in the hoodie and ragged jeans says while fondling your breasts

“I got her! I get first use!” The man who dragged you into the alley in the first place quickly claims.

He has sunken eyes and a wirey frame that somehow still has the strength to drag you around. He’s wearing a wife beater and gym shorts with tattoos covering his arms. You know an addict when you see one, and this one has you currently at his mercy.

“Hey come on! Let’s open her up! I wanna See some pussy!” The third man said while air humping an imaginary Mary.

**** number 3 was a fat, squat of a man, with an unmistakable smell of sewage on him he wore stained blue jeans that were more black than blue and wore a purple polo shirt with the top buttons undone and the collar all wrinkled.

His friends laugh and pulled out switch blades and began cutting away her remaining clothing. As they sawed through her shorts, the back and fourth motion kept agitating her pinned pussy, making her scream more and struggle.

A quick rip was all it took to cur her thin shirt free of her body. A pair of blades worked on both sides of her shorts and finished at the same time, dropping her shorts and exposing her bruised and leaking pussy.

“Awww! Used goods!” said the hoodie man

“Whore’s a maso! We got a freak on our hands!” said the sewage man.

The wirey **** addict pulled on the tie connecting the 2 pins, yanking on them harder than even Brent, pulling your lips further apart and widening the hole

“MPPPPPOHHFFFFFFF!!!” you scream in agony.

A hole big enough for a baseball to fit in gapes back at the men. The other 2 start jerking off at the sight, while the **** addict hocks a glob of spit into your pussy and shrugs.

“I ain’t ever turned down a free pussy before! Don’t like it Malk, you can jerk off in the corner like you always do!” the **** addict says.

He shoves you down onto a pallet and pulls his dick out of his shorts. A long line of precum follows it as he kneels on top of you and jams it in your hole.

“MMMMMPPPPPFHHHHH!”

He doesn’t let up on the tie as he fucks you hard and fast. The glob of spit he hucked into you mixes with Brent’s cum and makes a loud squelching noise as he pistons you. Every time he slams into your cunt, a burst of pain follows from the needles as they are shoved into your lips further.

After a while, the man stops and begins to whine loudly. “This bitch is too loose! Whoever got to her before us stretched out her cunt too far!” The addict says.

“Fuuuuuuck! I want some pussy!”

“Shut the fuck up Dean. You sound like a fucking school brat. We still got her mouth and boobs! I ain’t about to turn down a blowjob!” said Malk the hoodie man.

After arguing a bit about what to do, addict man gets an idea….