Struggle in an attempt to get free.

Thinking I might be able to escape, I started struggling with my bonds, hoping to break them. The larger of the two men started laughing.

"Haha, Sarah, there's no way that a 110 pound girl like yourself can get out of those wrist cuffs. Just sit back and enjoy the ride; you won't be having much control over your life from now on." With those words, he slid his hand down my shirt and underneath my bra. I let out a muffled moan as he pinched my right nipple. I tried to thrash around some more, but to no avail. To hold me down, he put his hand aginst my inner thigh and started rubbing vigorously. His hand made its way to the button of my jeans, where he quickly undid it and unzipped my pants. His friend was near my feet with a huge grin on his face.

"We were going to go easy on you, but you look so cute when you struggle." Realizing what he meant, I let out what should have been the loudest scream of my life, but barely any sound came out due to the horrible gag in my mouth. I started to weep as the smaller man removed my pants, while his larger friend used a nearby knife to cut away my shirt.

So, there I was, hands cuffed behind my back, ball gag in my mouth, sitting on the floor of a van in only my bra and panties, and about to be **** by two men as a female driver drove the van to some unknown destination.