Sally Rutherford did not like this neighborhood at all. She was staying with her Aunt Susan while her mother was gone on some kind of business trip. Aunt Susan lived in a bad part of Detroit; the part they always had on the news. Sally attends a catholic school, and now she has to ride the city bus from her aunt’s house to the school and back, by herself. It was early October, and the weather was starting to get cold. Darkness came earlier.
Sally was sixteen, a very pretty girl, living in a nice home with her divorced mother in a higher income neighborhood. She was shy, a sophomore at the catholic school. Her mother rarely let her go anywhere. Now, at sixteen, her mother had even more reason to keep her in catholic school and away from other teens. Sally was developing quickly into one very hot looking teenager. Her young breasts were already a solid 32C. She had a butt that was very round, soft and cute. She had sexy legs, stood about 5’4” tall and weighed about 108 pounds. What her mom hadn’t expected was the fact that, when Sally wore her school uniform, she looked younger than sixteen, with a body every man looked at twice.
It was dark when the city bus finally reached 110th Street. Three black kids, about her age, had been taunting her some on the ride home. She kept to herself by the driver, kept her coat tight around her, trying to ignore their rude comments. She was thankful when she got off that they had stayed on the bus. She still had a block and a half to walk. She hated this place; it was scary and the frequent police sirens and occasional gunshots didn’t help. She walked quickly down the dark sidewalk towards home. Suddenly something moved on her left. She jumped just as someone grabbed her arm, then violently yanked her backwards. An arm wrapped around her mouth. She tried to scream, but only got out a brief sound, while two men grabbed her, dragging her backwards into an alley. She kicked, screaming, twisting, trying to get away. Another arm was wrapped around her waist, two more arms grabbed first one leg, then another. First, she was dragged, and now carried from the street. Terrified, Sally kept struggling, trying everything to make noise. When she bit the hand over her mouth, the man yelled “Fucking bitch!”, then a fist hit her face several times. Both men kept carrying her as she squirmed to get free. One kept saying, “Move it, Leon! Move it!” The other man was saying “I am! I am! Fucking bitch bit me!”
Sally could see as they went through an open door into some kind of shed. Inside, it was even darker. They dropped her to the ground; she landed on some kind of blanket or sleeping bag. She managed to get out one small scream before one man grabbed her throat, squeezed it really hard. She couldn’t breathe, and she was already panicking. The man leaned close, said angrily, “You keep you’re fucking mouth shut, bitch, and you just might live through this. You try to scream- I’ll fucking kill you!” He released her neck, then before she could even start breathing again, he began grabbing her coat, pulling it off of her. The other man was pulling the other sleeve, and pretty quick it was gone. It was quite cold in this dark shed.
Without stopping, hands were all over her. Sally’s vest got torn open, yanked off, as other hands ripped her skirt pulling it down. Her blouse was torn open, hands grabbed at her panties. Her own hands frantically tried to stop their every move, but they were in a rage it seemed. Everything she had on got torn. A few moments later, even though she had fought them as hard as she could, suddenly she was naked. She was on this cold sleeping bag thing, as nude as if she was going into the shower. Sally quickly covered her chest with both arms, trembling, shaking, her eyes wide with fear.
The hands in the darkness stopped once, when the two men beside her got undressed themselves. As soon as they were, the assault continued. One man grabbed her hands and yanked them away from covering her boobs. More lewd comments. The other man grabbed her left leg, ran his hand right up the inside and touched her vagina, then pressed his fingers to her butthole. As he was doing this, the other man put his face down to her naked breasts and started to suck and lick them. He was like a hungry wolf, sucking hard, mashing his face into her young yet large boobs. She wished she was flat-chested again. Sally squirmed her legs about as the one man pushed his fingers into her butt, then her vagina. The other man held her arms, molesting her breasts painfully.
The two men shifted some; the one holding her arms moved to the side slightly; then started assaulting her mouth. Sally twisted her face left and right to avoid him, but he used one hand to grip her jaw. She hit him again and again with her one free hand, but he didn’t begin to stop. At the same time, she felt the other man pushing her legs apart. She quickly tried pressing her knees together. This worked only briefly. He used his hands to force her knees apart. She kicked her right leg when the man let go, but couldn’t do much. He reached his hand down, probably holding his penis she guessed. Sure enough, he began to press the head of his thing against her (almost) virgin vagina. He got himself in as she fought against the other man’s tongue in her mouth. Suddenly he started to rape her with fast, short jabs of his penis. As he did, Sally could feel him getting longer. Every time he pressed his crotch hair against hers, she could tell it was going in further. Someone was squeezing her boobs again. The feeling of him sliding in and out of her was painful at first, but when she got more wet down there, the pain was less. Her pussy lips were incredibly sensitive; throwing out this flood of arousal just when she was scared for her very life.
Sally’s body was rocked about violently, as she was raped and molested. When the one man came in her, she felt it, could feel it flowing out of her vagina. Then there was a lot of shoving and pushing, several punches, until she finally did what they wanted. She was trying to, but she didn’t know what they wanted and they seemed more interested in punching her. Finally, Sally was on her hands and knees, then down to her elbows. Her breasts touched the bedding. The nipples were very, very aroused too. Suddenly another penis was pushed into her, this one from behind. Two hands then grabbed her hips and the man started pounding himself into her again and again, brutally. She kept crying, sobbing, just making endless pleads through her tears.
“Please! Please stop! Stop! Holy mother, please, make them stop! Stop! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! It hurts! Stop! Please! In the name of God….” Still, they went on and on. As one man raped her from behind, the other was molesting a breast again. The man had sex with her for a long time it seemed like. Suddenly he stopped, pulled out, then quickly pressed himself against her rectum. Sally cried out louder, the other man pushed her face down into the bed as the man’s penis pressed long and hard, then popping into her. Oh my God! This hurts even more than sex! Way, way more! Ahhhh! Sally cried out, screaming, her face pushed down into the bedding. The man behind her started raping her bottom like he had her vagina. Back and forth, he pushed himself back and forth very fast. Her butt muscles were squeezing tight. She tried to relax them, but it hurt no matter what she did. Again and again, he pounded into her asshole, until suddenly he pulled out, went into her vagina again, then just held it in there, shooting his cum deep into her.
As soon as he had finished, they grabbed her up, gave her coat to her and pulled her outside. She was naked except for the coat over her shoulders. They walked down the alley a short distance. One man knocked on a door. It opened, he spoke to someone, then they led her in. Inside was a small room, with sleeping bags all around. A gas lamp in the center provided light and heat. Four black people were in there, three old black men and an old black woman. They argued with the other two men. The men who had just raped her wanted some drugs or something. She prayed they would, so they would let her go. Maybe these old people would help her. For the first time she got a good look at the two men who had raped her. Both were middle-aged, long, scraggly hair and beards, filthy looking. These others, they looked the same; like homeless people.
The men were given a small bag, they nodded and left. As soon as they did, Sally turned to this new group of people. “Please, help me! Please!” She started bawling, half kneeling down. The old woman stood up, stepped over to her.
“Come on now, dearie, you stand up and I’ll give you something hot to drink. It’ll be alright, sweetie. Come on, you’re safe now.” Slowly, Sally stood up, clutching the coat tightly, saying she needed to call her mom, the police… She took one step forward and the old woman turned, holding a very sharp looking steak knife.
“Listen up, little girl! You do what I says or I’m a gonna stick you but good! You hear me, girl?!” She jabbed the knife towards her, stopping just short. The three men all jumped up. One moved behind her. One man picked up a steel rod. They all started laughing.
“Yeah, little girl, we’ll help you! You’re safe with us! How old are you, sweetheart? What are you, thirteen?” Sally shook her head, mumbled out, “No, sixteen, please, you have to help me. I want to call my mom…” The men started arguing about who was going first. Sally stood there, arms in tight, trying to keep her coat closed. It wasn’t very long, and her legs were bare. It barely covered her butt. Plus, she was nude beneath it. She was confused at first, when they’d left her there. Then she thought these people would help. Now they seemed like they were going to rape her too, but they were so old, and they said they’d help her. She was confused alright, until one man won the argument. Then suddenly, everyone was grabbing at her coat. She cried out, tried to hold onto it, but it got pulled away. They all stood around her as Sally covered her boobs again. She didn’t know which to cover; her boobs (which took two hands) or her pussy. She finally tried to cover her boobs with one arm, the other hand covering her pussy hair. As she fought them and started to scream, the three men started kicking her, hitting her. Everyone was yelling at her to shut up. One man told her to get on her knees. Slowly, she did, obeying them but wary of what they were going to do. Her whole body shook as she knelt there, trembling. Everyone was staring at her. The old lady reached down, tried to touch her pubic hair. She said she was gonna lick her some of that. Sally wondered what she meant. The one man moved in front of her, reached in his pants and pulled his penis out. It was old and wrinkly looking, filthy too. He held it towards her. “Suck on it,” he growled.
The others began poking her with sticks and kicking her, so she very reluctantly leaned forward and put that ugly black thing in her mouth. Oh God, it was so disgusting. She’d always heard that oral sex was painless, but they never said how dirty it was. Sally felt the man’s penis between her lips. She was all the way down to his hair and he was only in a little way. Still, she really had to fight to not throw up. She gagged a lot. As she started to do what they were saying, she could feel his thing getting bigger, moving, getting fatter. She had to really open her mouth wide after a while. It seemed like he wanted to go all the way in still, but after a short time he couldn’t do that, or rather, she couldn’t. Suddenly everyone shoved her over onto her hands. Again, she was on her hands and knees on a sleeping bag. The man who had been in her mouth quickly began to push himself into her rectum. As she squirmed, crying, begging them to leave her alone, another man knelt in front of her, put his penis to her mouth. Again, she made a small, wrinkly old penis get all long and hard. Just as it did, the man came in her butt. The man in her mouth took his place, began to hammer her butt just like the last man. The third man, of course, got in front, and got a blowjob like the others. Unlike the others, he was already fairly erect. Soon, he was thrusting himself into her throat. Whenever he did, she couldn’t breathe. With another penis pounding her in her butt, she struggled to pull back and get some air.
This went on for a long time. Always one in her mouth while another was either in her butt or her vagina. They seemed to have endless energy for old people. She saw some sticking themselves with needles. Sometimes, when she was getting raped, the man would suddenly start going crazy fast, really hard, really pounding her crotch brutally. The drugs seemed to make him crazy violent. Then he’d cum, and then just keep going, fucking her maybe three times before passing her off to the next old man.
Sally saw the old lady liked to lick her butthole for some gross reason, then she would kiss her with that disgusting mouth. Sometimes the old lady sucked on Sally’s boobs. Once, she made Sally suck on her own old tits. Everyone thought that was hilarious. While being ass-raped once, she was forced to lick her tongue on the old lady’s vagina as she lay in front of her, her fat, old lady legs spread wide. This time, Sally did throw up some, but they just kept doing her over and over again.
It was late that night, sometime after 2AM, when they dragged her down some different alleys. They stopped in front of three teenage black boys. The same ones who had taunted her earlier on the bus. Sally heard one old man say, “We gave her pussy quite a workout, but she got a real nice mouth still.” A few minutes later, Sally was kneeling on another concrete floor, naked, with three big, black cocks in front of her.
Later, with the police report filed (Assault with bodily injury on a minor), everyone went home. Sally walked down the street with her Aunt Susan. From an alley they passed, she heard someone whistle. She kept walking. Tomorrow, she’d be on the bus again for school.