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Chapter 12 by Ashlight Ashlight

What to do indeed?

PANIC!

Slowly, Alice regulated her breathing to ensure she wouldn't hyperventilate, but the adrenaline coursing through her veins was too much for her to handle. The idea of being in genuine danger, with the risk of dying before seeing her dreams come to fruition, it was too much to bear. She didn't want to die like this, ignobly and pathetically in this run down slum, surrounded by criminals. She was better than this! Destined for greater things!

No matter how hard she tried, Alice couldn't focus, couldn't settle hear beating heart, and couldn't slow down her mind so that it can string together rational thoughts. Their footsteps got closer with each passing second as she desperately looked around, hoping to find salvation anywhere. Seeing absolutely nothing, she decides to take the last resort, sprinting away from the two in a mad dash while screaming for help. Undignified? Absolutely, but it sure beat dying. But before she could get anywhere or make any sounds, she felt a pair of arms wrapped around her, one grabbing her waist and pulling her in and the other covering up her mouth. The grip was strong, and despite her struggles, she felt herself getting pulled back. A nearby alleyway that she had missed was the place that she was getting pulled into, and she struggled and squirmed as she saw the light of civilization fade away.

The two men were coordinated, ensuring that her flailing limbs could do very little damage aside from barely clipping the one in front of her. While one held her down, the other got out a coil of rope, tying her wrists behind her back and shoving a filthy rag in her mouth. Her screams and kicks amounted to very little, and they only served to exhausted her as the two men looked down at her with smug grins. Now restrained and completely helpless, the reality of the situation set in. They probably weren't going to kill her, not unless they really wanted to **** her first. No, all of this meant they were either **** her, or...

Her question was soon answered as one of them, the uglier one, she decided, began fiddling with her belt. And with that, a new wave of panic took over as she renewed her struggles, tears now openly flow down her eyes as she flopped around, but to no avail. Soon, her pants and panties were pulled down to her ankles, revealing her virgin holes, as well as that small tuft of golden hair running along her pubes. Soon, her jacket and shirt were lifted as well, and her perky breasts were popped out of her bra. All of her body was now on display for these two thugs as she desperately fought her bindings, not wanting to be sullied and violated by these two brutes.

"Told you she was a nice one," the taller man said to the uglier, giving Alice's butt an appreciative slap, causing her to moan in protest against her gag. "Ain't everyday you find a chick like her wandering around."

"Fine, you can take your pick then," the ugly man replied, already knowing what the choice was, and so he stepped over to Alice's head, knowing that he was getting the lesser of the two options.

"You already know," the tall man laughed, undoing his own belt buckle, unveiling his thick and girthy cock, which caused Alice to have another round of panic attacks, only silenced by a hard hit on her butt. "Shut up whore, or we'll leave you here when we're done. If you behave, and that means no teeth and no kicking, we might be nice enough to untie you when we had our fun."

That gave Alice pause, but she was in no position to be bargaining. Either way, she was going to be used like a toy by these men, but the idea of getting left tied up and naked in this alleyway? That was nightmares made material. Reluctantly, she nodded, blinking away her tears as she acquiesced. The man in front of her took out the gag, causing her to almost retch as the foul smelly rag is replaced an even worse smelling cock. It was thinner and longer than the man behind her, but before she could even prepare herself for such a length, it was rammed forcefully into her mouth, dislodging her tongue and ramming the back of her throat, causing her to almost gag at the salty taste. Before she could even think about actually servicing him though, the cock behind her was pressing up against her maidenhood. When she felt the tip against her soft folds, it felt all too real. She had to literally **** down the urge to fight back as she whimpered softly, but the man in front didn't care much for her emotions, grabbing her hair and thrusting in and out.

Alice had never given a blowjob before in her life, but what she did have was second hand stories from her friend Katherine, who was far more sexually active than her. After all, she wasn't bound by societal expectations and she had plenty of spare time when she wasn't working, so she had plenty of time to experiment with all the male servants in the palace. Her regaling Alice with her exploits were a frequent topic of conversation during bedtime, as the princess absorbed all of her tales with rapt attention. In fact, some of those stories even became fantasies for Alice, who had her own sexual awakening not long after. And now, she was using those stories as guidelines, hoping to do a good enough job that they'll let her leave once they're done with her.

The cock at her pussy rubbed and teased, sliding back and forth for a while, taking its sweet time as it slowly spread its precum all over her thighs and crotch, and every time his shaft made contact with Alice's clit, she could feel tingles in her entire body. Alas, with the way her mouth was being fucked, she didn't have much time to focus on those sensations, but she couldn't deny that a familiar heat was building up within her core, and that the juices covering the thick cock wasn't just his own.

Seemingly satisfied with his lube work, the tall man once again pressed his tip against Alice's folds, and this time, it was no bluff. With a squeal, she felt the cockhead slide into her, pushing past her hymen and taking her first time. Was it true that virgins bleed? She had no idea, and couldn't exactly check, but the intense pain radiating from her crotch made her think that it was probably the case. Even if she didn't bleed, it definitely felt like she was getting torn in half. The pain made it difficult to actually service the cock in her mouth, and her tongue movements were far from cerebral. And that was only the tip...

With each inch that was pushed into her, Alice's whimpers intensified, until the cock in her mouth had to be shoved all the way in to silence her. Bit by bit, inch by inch, the monstrous shaft pushed its way into her as her screwed her eyes shut. Despite all the pain, she had to admit that it wasn't all bad. That maybe, if she had been doing this of her own accord, at her own pace, she might've even come to enjoy it. As it was though, all she felt was agony. Eventually, she felt the tall man's crotch touch her butt, a sign that he had fit everything into her, though she had no idea how. She felt a brief moment of relief as he began to pull back, only to have that hope snatched away as it rammed back in. Again and again, the only sounds echoing from the alleyway were the sloppy, wet sounds of her blowjob and the repeated slapping of skin on skin as she was fucked.

The ugly man was the first to blow his load, grabbing her head and forcing his seed down her throat, nearly **** her with it as she coughed, the excess going out her nose as he laughed. The man behind her came next, and despite her repeated pleas to cum outside, he had opted to bury his seed inside her, filling her with the warm fluid. Even as Alice sobbed, she figured that this was the worst of it, and that she can finally go home. Unfortunately, the two wanted to switch holes next...

Seconds passed. Minutes passed. And perhaps even hours. Golden hair matted to her sweaty forehead, her clothes torn to tatters, Alice lay on the ground, absolutely slathered in cum. More of her skin was painted white than not, and her eyelids were practically glued shut. Her hands were unbound, but she lacked the energy to even stand up, much less return home. Her tears have long dried up as she remained there, simply accepting their lust with cold detachment. But her story isn't over yet...

"Say, isn't it a waste to cut her loose?" The ugly man asked.

"Agreed, lets take her home," the tall man replied.

And that was that.

BAD END

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