Selene's school uniform consisted of a maroon blazer, skirt, tights, white blouse, maroon and yellow tie, and black shoes. She had always been the quiet girl in the corner; the kid who got on with her work, and was the target of most of the bullies. The worst of her bullies was a guy called Carl, whom she detested. He sat a few seats away in technology class, and all she ever heard him talking about was how he'd nearly been arrested over the weekend, and the latest big party, or boasting about his ASBO.
Carl was one of those bullies who sarcastically pretends to be your friend, he would tell Selene how pretty she was, before turning to laugh with his friends. Selene avoided responding to his harrassments, but sometimes her ignorance annoyed him and he simply persisted, if Selene d
Unfortunately, Carl's attraction to Selene wasn't just sarcastic; he really did find her innocence a turn on, and he dreamt many times of taking her virginity and introducing her to the world of sex. He was always with his mates though, and he couldn't let them know. He had seen her walk home past his home though, and then his mates wouldn't be around. So he drew his plans.
Selene often cut through a council estate on the way home. She hated the place; there were always gangs around to call insults at her and the place itself was dismal and dirty. On the other hand, it saved her a fifteen minute walk around. Suddenly, Carl appeared, and Selene's heart sank and turned cold. But instead of insulting her, he asked her to help him with his computer, and this time he actually sounded earnest. She wondered to herself if this was her chance to settle the differences between them.
Feeling a little hope for peace, she followed Carl into his home, and up to the computer in his room. The room itself was dirty and was filled with the concoctive odour of vodka, semen, sweat and drugs. None-the-less, Selene braved the pungeant smell to stand as Carl booted the computer and logged in. As the computer booted, Carl turned to Selene, and softly whispered that he was sorry for what he had done to her in school, and that it was simply what his friends wanted.
He softly hugged her, and she didn't know what to do. "You really are pretty you know" he whispered in her ear, but as he began to kiss her neck, she began to panick. "Stop" she whispered, "Stop!". Carl ignored her and moved his hands down to her ass. "Get off me!" she screamed a little louder than intended as she pushed him away.
Carl backed up slowly as she pushed him away. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered, worried he had blown it, "Please; I'm sorry; I just wanted to be friends, will you still fix my computer?". Selene wanted to refuse, but she was struggling to decide whether he was telling the truth, and she still didn't want to blow a chance of friendship. She nodded her head silently.
He sat her down at the computer, and asked if she wanted a drink, and she accepted. He swiftly left the room, but before heading downstairs, he went to his parents room and unplugged the router. He headed down once he had poured a glass of cola, he quickly took a small bag from his pocket and emptied a pill into the glass.
He swirled the glass to mix in the pill as he ascended the stairs and passed the glass to Selene. The internet's the problem he explained, opening his internet browser. She took a large gulp of the refreshing drink before examining the connection error message. She immediately clicked the 'Diagnose connection problem' button, but as the computer ran the diagnosis, she felt Carl's hands on her hips, she froze. As the hands made the way to her breasts, she quickly turned, pushing him away from her.
She had had enough, and made to exit the room, but Carl stopped her, holding her close to him and forcing his tongue into her mouth. She immediately pulled her mouth from his, and spat in his eye, slapping him around the face and dashing from the room as he persued her down the stairs, she flung the door open, but Carl caught her arounnd the chest, attempting to pull her back. She instinctively turned and kicked him in the groin, before racing off down the street.
As she turned onto the main street, the drug kicked in, and she was forced to slow her pace as her coordination collapsed. Fortunately, she saw a friendly face walking along the street towards her; her friend Brad, clad in his baggy black top and jeans. "Hey Selene" he called in greeting, but as she stumbled towards him and fell into his arms, his greeting turned to anxiety. "Selene?!". The last thing Selene remembered was falling to her knees, clutching the chains that hung from Brad's jeans as he tried to support her.
She awoke in a cool dark room, which was quite welcoming to her aching head. She looked around the room slowly. The walls were plastered with posters of unfamiliar bands, demons and vampires. A guitar sat in it's stand next to a small computer desk at which Brad was working. "Where...am...I?" She moaned, slumping from the bed to the floor, attempting to pick herself up as Brad quickly came to her aid.
Suddenly the events of her visit to Carl's house came flooding back to her, and she collapsed into Brad's arms, showering his chest with tears. Brad didn't know what to do, he simply held her comfortingly in her arms, reassuring her that she was ok. He sat her down on the bed, and asked if she wanted a glass of water. She accepted, realising how painfully dry her mouth and throat were.
Later that night, she explained the events to Brad as he walked her home. Brad had not taken advantage of his poor friend, he had taken her to his house, not knowing where Selene herself lived. He had spent most of the afternoon mopping her brow to calm the extremely high temperature of her body. She hugged him good night outside her house, thanking him for everything he had done, and he uttered his reassurances before she entered her home to face her distraught and worried parents.
The next day, Selene attended college, but dreaded her technology class; she didn't know what Carl was going to do now; and the unpredictability scared her. Carl avoided looking at her, but a few times he slapped her with a file. As his friends laughed, he whispered covertly in her ear "Tell anyone, and it'll be a fucking hammer I'll hit you with".
Walking home, Selene chose the extra fifteen minute walk opposed to walking through that shithole of an estate.
A few months passed, and the events were forgotten, until one day, Carl was out with his mates, and one of them casually mentioned what a great idea it would be to gang-rape Selene. Finally feeling he had the means to achieve his goal, Carl quickly put-in his support. The others looked a little doubting of the plan; some obviously had more heart than they tried to make known. None-the-less, three of the gang agreed to the idea, and after gathering a few more friends, they drew their plans.
Selene was walking home one afternoon, and as she took the longer route past the council estate, she noticed, that an old battered sky-blue nissan micra had been following her since she left school. She looked and saw their were about five lads in the car, but couldn't see them properly. As the car suddenly pulled up infront of her, and Carl jumped out of the back, she immediately made to run the other way, but was caught before she could make it five meters. Carl clamped his hand over her mouth to stop her screams as the car came to a squeeling halt next to them, and she was dragged into the car.
As the car raced down backstreets and alleys, Selene lay crying across the laps of the three lads in the back who were binding her legs and wrists, constantly molesting her helpless body. The car pulled to a swift halt, and the lads jumped out, hauling Selene with them. Selene had only a brief glimpse of the old deserted mill they were taking her into. She knew where they were, and she knew that here, nobody could hear her scream. She was dumped on the floor as the lads removed bags from the car boot. One took a sledge-hammer and began to smash through the boarded windows of the old mill.
Selene's mouth wasn't bound, but she didn't bother to scream, knowing where they were. All she could do was sob as she wondered if they would rape her or just kill her. She was clumsily tossed through the window, onto the cold, hard wooden flooring of the mill, it was pitch black. Once the boys were in with all their bags, they placed an old metal bin in the center of the large room, filled it with rubbish, and lit it, providing a dim, orange glow to light the room.
All the lads began sorting through their luggage, removing bongs, syringes and other drug related instruments. But as the lads prepared for a drug sesh, Carl was already fixated with Selene. He lay ontop of her as he felt at her breasts. "Please...don't" she whimpered, but he simply licked her cheek and replied, "Sorry, revenge is just too damned sweet". He laughed quietly at his jest, as he unbuttoned her blouse, and began licking her chest.
Once she was completely naked, he picked up the file he had stolen from technology, and turned her to lie on her front. Selene screamed at the top of her voice as he brought the hard, rough steel down on her tight little ass. As he continued to spank her with the tool, his friends shouted to leave some for them, before leaving their drugs and approaching their screaming, helpless dessert.
They began to fondle her as Carl cruely placed the long, sharp file at the entrance to her pussy. "This is gonna hurt" he laughed, plunging the cold, sharp steel into her dry pussy. She squeeled as a pain she had never known took over her body. The file ripped throuh her cherry, and the sharp spines cut through her walls. He only thrust it into her once, before removing it and admiring the blood oosing from the tight slit.
Then he lined up his erect cock with the slit and thrust in hard and fast, making her scream again. As he fucked her, another friend climbed under her struggling body, after lubing up his cock, he slipped it into her unprepared ass, and fucked it hard and fast, making Selene cry even more. After a few minutes, the gang decided to double penetrate both her holes. The lads were clambering over each other trying to get all four of them into her.
As another cock was inserted into her pussy, it tore her even more, forcing another wave of blood to spat from her pussy, and as her ass was double-penetrated, and blood oozed from there too, she passed out. Even as she lay unconcious, the four continued to fuck her, as the fifth throat fucked the limp body.
She remained unconcious through the night as the fucked her a total of 4 times, taking drug breaks in between. When they finally left her lifeless body, her pussy was oozing with a mixture of blood and four helping of five different cums. She lay cold and lifeless until a man noticed the open mill window. Three days later, Carl was sat in technology, boasting to his friends about the great slut he fucked over the weekend, while Selene's seat lay vacant.
A very sick and disturbing story I know; but that's me in a nutshell. Any thoughts or ideas are welcome: prettyful001@hotmail.co.uk
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