A trip to hell

Chapter I

Sheryl felt her heart thud madly in her chest as the panic began to overwhelm her. Desperately, the young woman with the short, bleached hair tried to kick her attackers away, but the men simply turned just a bit, taking her inneffectual kicks with muted grunts, one of them rewarding her with a backhanded slap across her face that made her stumble backwards against the wall. Immediately, one of the men threatening her was on her, his hand clamped tightly around her throat, his fist slamming once into her stomach, punching the air out of her lungs. „ Hold still, whore!’ he yelled at her while two of the others grabbed her arms and held them tightly, leaving only her legs for defense.

She gasped, his hand around her throat keeping her from hunching over at the brutal blow. If the fear wasn't enough, this blow brought tears to her eyes, leaving her without the ability to speak for a few precious moments...not that they would really have noticed, given the screaming and yelling going on in the background as the other men proceeded to violate the class...her students...the girls she and Mrs. Tsukawa were here to protect...

Between the men, she could see 18-year-old Alicia being grabbed by two men and slammed onto one of the benches standing around inside the old factory – maybe papermill. The pretty teenager with the chocolate-coloured skin thrashed about, screaming for dear life, but that meant nothing to the men, who grabbed her legs, pushed up her skirt and tore her panties off. Then, one of her own attackers eclipsed the scene but Sheryl had seen enough and the sudden howl of pain and the grunts of one of the men were more than enough to tell her what was happening...and what was going to happen to her as well!

From somewhere behind, she heard Mrs. Tsukawa's voice, trembling with panic and terror, begging them to stop, to...to take her instead, but her desperate plea was cut short by a series of loud slaps and then, her words drowned in the sea of screams as she and the girls were stripped not only of their clothing but their very dignity.

Sheryl frantically shook her head, trying to tear herself free from the men holding her, but they were stronger. She wasn't particularly weak by any standards – as a PE teacher, she tried her best to remain fit – but she was no match for their numbers, their strength...or the raw sexual greed she saw in their faces – an expression that terrified her beyond words. It promised her pain and degradation. It promised her rape. And Sheryl had always been deathly afraid of that. She had never had any experience with sexual violence before but the very thought of some day becoming a victim had always held a special horror for her. And now, despite all the caution she exercised in her daily life, she would be violated. The thought spurred her on to try harder, to kick and struggle, but it was all in vain. Even as she writhed in their grasp, she could feel their hands on her, groping her shapely breasts through her shirt, squeezing them hard, already hurting her.

„ Let me go!’ she cried out, trying to bring up her knee into one of the men's crotch, but all she managed was to hit his thigh and he barely noticed. „ I said hold still!’ the man still holding her throat yelled, squeezing enough to make her see little black spots dance before her eyes. Taking advantage of her temporary weakness, the man she'd tried to knee grabbed the hem of her shirt and tore it open, exposing her bra-enclosed breasts to their greedy eyes. „ Nice tits!’ one of the others exclaimed, squeezing the left one again – hard enough to force another cry from her.

The man before her grabbed her bra and brutally tore it off, making her scream in pain as he did so without any thought of her well-being, her breasts hurting as they were finally uncovered. „ They're really nice...tits like that should never be covered, you whore...you hear me? Never!’ Again, he slapped her across the face, three times. „ Now, let's get down to business’, he snarled, letting go of her throat and pushing her to her knees where she suddenly found herself facing his large, throbbing cock, only inches away from her trembling lips....and as another man grabbed her head and he began pushing his hard cock against her lips, Sheryl thought back to only one hour ago when she'd never thought something like this could happen...

She's been happy to take part in this trip. Given that she was still pretty new to the school and „just’ an assistant teacher, though she pretty much did all the work in most PE lessons, taking part in these activities meant a lot for her. It was a step on the way to be accepted. Not by the students, the girls loved her and the feeling was reciprocated, but by the other teachers.

It was always hard being the new face around and sometimes, Sheryl thought it was twice as hard at an all-girl's school. Still, she took the challenge with her usual good cheer and she had managed to make a few friends already. Mrs. Tsugawa, for example. Or Mrs. Connors, the school counselor, who had also come on the trip, though she was simply there because Mrs. Hayes had fallen ill at the last minute.

„So’, Mrs. Tsugawa said, turning to her, „ how did your...date go yesterday’

„ It wasn't really a date...we just had a cup of coffee, that is all. Besides, I'm sure Bill has a girlfriend’, Sheryl responded, leaning over, always keeping an eye on the other seats to see what the girls were up to. Girls were indeed usually quieter than boys but could be just as mischievious. Though at the moment, the heat in the bus kept a tight lid on everything but the usual wild gossiping. By god, was it hot! Sheryl was really glad she as a teacher was not forced to wear a school uniform. A simple shirt and jeans combination was what she usually wore and these days even that was almost too hot.

„ Not a date? That's why it's the third cup of coffee in a row..on consecutive days, hm?’

„ Stuff it, you curious harpy’, Sheryl responded with a good-natured smirk. To be perfectly honest, she had no idea how she ought to feel about Bill. Sure, he was nice and definitely interested – many men were, given her pretty, full body – but after her last relationship, Sheryl wasn't sure she wanted a man right now. Sure, she missed the sex a bit, but all the baggage that came with it seemed such a drag at the moment...

What irony that she would now end up being fucked without anyone caring about her...

Kathryn fought and struggled in the firm vise-like grip of her captors. Everything she did was of course in vain and her struggles only made the men laugh heartily. Even holding her, they wasted no time and kept groping her luscious curves, lust clearly visible in their eyes and vicious smiles.

Probably for the first time in her life, Kathryn wasn’t happy that her body was so attractive to men. She always took pride in her shape – she was of medium height but her larger than average breasts and shapely legs always attracted a lot of male attention. Her full lips, the smile of which usually was promising nights of passion, now were trembling uncontrolled as panic was overcoming the 18-year old girl.

Her glasses, which she in fact didn’t need but wore in hopes of seeming more intelligent to female teachers and more innocent and appealing to male teachers, fell off as someone’s hand grabbed her blondish hair and cruelly yanked her head backwards. As the girl cried in pain and surprise, one of the men leaned forward and she felt his foul breath as he forced a kiss on her, virtually crushing her lips with his.

‘Mmmm!’ she protested, terrified struggling even more against the hands that were coming from everywhere. It was always her who chose whom she would give her body and even that only if she could get anything in return. Those men on the other hand were predators, they weren’t given anything – when they wanted, they took it, as they prepared to take her.

Kathryn always has had a talent for wearing even the rather modern school uniform in a way that revealed as much as it was possible, while covering other areas in a way that made them even more enticing. This, coupled with the fact that for many men school girl uniform were something of a fetish fuel made sure that the uniforms that were meant to propagate modesty didn’t hinder Kathryn in any way, when she decided to get some guy.

Of course now, her attackers also noticed it and she felt their hands against her tits as well as rubbing her thighs as they were sliding beneath her skirt.

‘ No, please!’ Kathryn finally managed to shout desperately, which only resulted in the men laughing loudly… and her getting slapped hard across her face. ‘Please!’ she cried, as she saw other men undressing Sheryl Owens, her assistant PE teacher, basically ripping the bra of her chest.

‘Quiet whore!’ one of the men slapped her twice over the face and dazed, Kathryn almost didn’t realize as they grabbed the front of the uniform and pulled it hard, ripping it apart and exposing her tits, covered only by her black bra. Before she could react a hand slid into the cup of her bra and squeezed her tit hard enough to cause her to cry in pain.

As she saw two guys grab some cute petite girl’s legs and spread them so much that they almost formed a straight line, Kathryn, with her talent of knowing men, realized that she won’t escape them taking advantage of her. She could however try to make it on her terms, to make it a bit more bearable for herself.

‘Wait!’ she cried ‘Wait, please I’ll… I’ll do it!’ she shouted again, which finally made the men stop for a moment.

‘Of course you will!’ some guy barked, pinching the girl’s ass under the skirt and smiling as she yelped and jumped.

‘Please… you don’t have to… I’ll do it good… I’m good…’ Kathryn whispered. Even though she was used to manipulating men by using her charms and she knew that was the only thing she could do now, the severity of the situation terrified her. She saw however a man kneel between the legs of that petite girl – at that moment she realized her name, Carol – and even though she couldn’t look, she heard her piercing scream and would do everything to avoid that fate.

Seeing that some of the men have already pulled their big hard cocks and were stroking them idly, she mustered her courage and knelt before them taking one of the dicks into her hands. With trained moves she began stroking it and after the briefest hesitation she moved her head towards it, parting her lips and licking the tip, feeling the strong taste of it on her tongue.

‘She’s a pro!’ the man sighed with a small sigh.

Kathryn didn’t respond, just opened her mouth a bit wider and took more of it in, slurping on the meat. Some would say she *was* a pro, using sex to get what she needed whenever it was possible and while in this situation she couldn’t enjoy it even for a moment, that was the only thing she could think of it to make her fate easier.

If however she was hoping they would allow her to suck them off and simply avoid the brutality that other girls were facing or even experiencing at the moment, she couldn’t have been more wrong. Suddenly the man she was servicing pulled out his dick and before she could realize, someone pushed her back, making her fall. She reached her hands to soften the fall and landed on all fours.

‘What..?’ she cried surprised as she felt someone grab her definitely immodest panties and tear them off with one strong pull. The hand quickly was replaced by a dick, touching her cunt. ‘What, no, don’t…’ she tried to bargain with them again but this time was silenced as the dick was brutally shoved into her mouth and instead of allowing her to suck on it, the man started fucking her face brutally as if it was her pussy.

There, on her knees, gagging on the cock being thrust into her mouth again and again she recalled the conversation she was having just over an hour before.

‘And you have to relax your throat muscles to nullify your gag reflex’ Kathryn said in an all-knowing tone of voice to Alex, though even then she tried to keep as silent as possible, not to allow that stuck-up old crone Tsugawa to hear. She hardly did want another talk about ‘indecent behaviour and bad influence’. ‘You can take him deeper than, they like it.’

‘And you have done it… many times?’ Alex asked.

‘Oh, bitch please’ Kathryn sighed and waved her hand. She didn’t particularly care about Alex, but the girl was one of those who were least jealous of her and therefore more bearable than others. And during this boring trip she had to sit next to someone. ‘Can’t even count how many times.’ Well, Alex wasn’t ugly in any way, but by far not as attractive as Kathryn and even some of other girls – not that Kathryn paid much attention to them. She had somewhat plain face but very big breasts, which allowed her to remain popular with some of the guys. Still teaching her some tricks wouldn’t hurt.

‘*Cough* slut *cough*’ she heard somewhere before her and glanced angrily there. She saw that freakshow, goth-girl Lily, looking in the combination of her uniform and different-coloured hair as a being from another planet.

‘You said something?’ Kathryn hissed, but Lily, as usually sitting alone in her seat, turned to look through the window and put the headphones into her ears, her thoughts far.

‘ No! Leave them alone’, Leila Tsugawa cried out, unable to stomach the sight of her students, her girls, being hurt and abused like that. She still had no idea what they had gotten into but it certainly wasn't good. Everywhere she looked, one or more girls were struggling against the men holding them, groping or stripping them...and some of the men already had their hard cocks out. This was an absolute nightmare.

And she was powerless to prevent this. No matter how hard she struggled, the men holding her kept their grip firm, their faces showing malicious, lustful grins, promising her the same fate they had in store for the girls. ‘ No...no, please...take me instead..’, she whispered breathlessly, her entire body trembling in fear and horror. One of the man – the same who had been groping and squeezing her tits for the last few moments – just laughed at her, his other hand toying with the switchblade he held. ‘ And how are you going to survive being fucked hard by all of us? No, no, no...you will get fucked...but all the girls will, too!’

And they already were. Somewhere to her left, she could see Alicia cry in agony as one of the men pounded his cock into her pussy, grunting as he raped the dark-skinned girl so hard his hips had become a blur. Right now, Leila wished she had lost her glasses but they were still on, allowing her to see the horror around her in vivid detail.

‘ We got some real prime cunt here!’ one of the men exclaimed, ramming his finger into Alex' defenseless pussy while the poor girl kicked and screamed, pushed against a wall, her skirt and panties torn clean off. ‘ And some great tits!’ one of the men holding her responded. He, too, reached out and squeezed her tit hard, making her scream, the pain and the sheer, stark terror bringing tears to her eyes. ‘ No, please...don't do this to them...’, she pleaded once more, cursing her voice for faltering, ‘ you can hold us for ransom...I am sure you will be paid...’, she said, but all she got was another bout of laughter from the men.

‘ But we have enough money. No, this is just about pounding cunts, mouths and asses’, the man with the switchblade said...then reached out and, in one swift motion that spoke of his skill at using the knife, cut open her blouse and bra without so much as nicking her skin, allowing her large, shapely tits to spring free, bringing a dark shade of shame to Leila Tsugawa's cheeks.

‘ Oh yes, they are great!’ His eyes wandered down to her dark blue skirt and Leila knew she could not expect to remain covered there. ‘ Oh god no! Please don't do this!’ That was Mrs. Connors, the school counselor, her frantic pleading and choked, horrified sobs turning into one loud scream as the men did something to the dark-haired beauty Leila was glad she could not see. What she could see, however, was the scene playing out right in front of her.

‘ Let the fuck go of me, you freaks!’ That was Lily, who had actually managed to tear herself free of one of the men and stumbled into Mrs. Tsugawa's view. They had already torn open her shirt and a part of her bra, allowing one of her well-formed tits to jiggle free. The goth girl's expression was one of equal parts anger and fear but Leila could not help but feel proud of the girl and her ongoing defiance. But Lily's freedom was short-lived. Still held by one of the other men, she was quickly recaptured by the other, who grinned and said, ‘ But the fun is just getting started! And we're going to get real freaky soon!’ Then, he began to slap Lily's exposed tit repeatedly, pushing the girl out of sight of Leila.

Of course, her skirt was next and despite her frantic struggles, the switchblade cut it open and away, leaving her in her white panties, which, too, were quickly removed. Somewhere behind her, she heard another man yell, ‘ Look at this! A shaved cunt, what a whore!’ Leila had the inkling they were talking about Kathyrn, who, while way too promiscuous for someone her age, certainly had not deserved something like this. No one had.

‘ This is...insane...this is....’, she stammered, slowly feeling the panic rise and rise, robbing her of her reasoning. Then, suddenly, she cried out, feeling two fingers brutally rammed into her dry, unwilling cunt. ‘ Nice and tight...I'm going to take a stab at this asian cunt first!’ it was the man with the switchblade again and Leila knew he would get to know her much more intimately within the next moments. This certainly wasn't how she had envisioned the trip...

Leila sighed as she overheard Kathryn's words. The girl thought she could not hear her, but years as a teacher had trained Mrs. Tsugawa well. She shook her head. Kathryn wasn't a bad person, not per se, but she could not shake the feeling she had failed with her. As a teacher, it was her job to try and instill some decency into her girls and with some, it had worked. But some, like Kathryn, seemed to revel in doing just the opposite of what they were told.

Leila had tried to tell her numerous times that sleeping around was anything but the way to success and happiness, but all she had gotten for her troubles was being called a ‘prudish hag’ behind her back. Of course, she did not take it personally, but she worried about what this showed about Kathryn. Still, the girl would be out of school soon and Leila had no illusions about her ability to affect any change in the little time she had left as her guardian.

The fact that Kathryn actually had girls who envied her for her sexual experience was even more troublesome. But at least it was explainable. There are always those who could easily be impressed, even by feats that were not worth admiring – like taking a man's cock all the way down her throat. While Leila was anything but prudish – she enjoyed sex just as much as any woman – she knew this was something a girl of 18 years should not know how to do.

Upon hearing the short exchange between Lily and Kathryn, she had to suppress a smile. While Lily's attitude was worrisome and Mrs. Connors had raised a few flags of alarm, there was something endearing about the girl. At least she was honest about how she felt. And, with her ‘damn the world’ attitude, she reminded Leila of how she had been when she'd been young.

The other students were either involved in the usual gossip teenage girls used to spend their time or keeping to themselves. There was Anne, who read a book, not really wanting to be bothered by anyone save Mariah, who sat next to her, a book on physics in hand, obviously using the time of the trip to either do her homework or work for some extra credit – as if she needed to.

‘ Alicia...keep your feet off the armrest!’ Sheryl yelled behind her. The african-american girl, a troublemaker, albeit with a decent core, quickly removed her feet from their offending position, mouthing something best not repeated in earshot of teachers. Leila met Sheryl's gaze and they both grinned. They both loved this job and would not miss it for anything in the world.

Unfortunately, nothing had prepared them for the horrors that were soon to come.

It seemed that the attackers were surprised with the resistance Lily’s slender lithe body could provide. Fuelled by anger, fear and some darker feelings, the goth girl fought fiercely enough that it required no less than three men to grab her and hold her down.

Still she kept struggling, fighting with all of her strength – unfortunately, it seemed that this only aroused those pigs even more. It was as if the world herself has gone suddenly mad. All over her she was seeing different girls stripped, groped and pushed around in something that could only be a prelude to a vicious gang rape. Even as she fought to save herself, she could hear the desperate cries and pitiful pleas of other students… and even now she couldn’t stop thinking that it was pathetic. Pleading and begging wouldn’t help… it never did. Never.

However even she felt sorry, as she saw Mrs. Connors – or Diana, as the school counselor asked her to call her – being brutally shoved to the ground. This tall woman, one of the few people that treated Lily fairly and decently was choking on tears, as someone kneeled behind her, grabbed her hair, yanking her head backwards and pulled the skirt up to the crying woman’s waist. The man, a viciously and brutish looking latino, reached forward, grabbing Diana’s now perky tits, now completely exposed to the stares and hands of the attackers and twisting the nipple so viciously that Mrs. Connors’ sobs immediately turned into a long scream of pain.

She didn’t see more, which maybe was for the better, as a man blocked her sight. He grabbed the strand of her hair, the part that she has dyed green. ‘What a strange creature you are…’ the big black man mused, smiling evilly as he ogled her features, her quite large breasts hidden by the uniform, her shapely legs under the skirt and her cute face. He slowly touched her hair on the half that she had dyed as well as on the black half. ‘Well, I believe your holes can be fucked normally.’

‘Leave me alone you pig!’ she spat at his face, which earned her only a vicious backhanded slap to the face. As she cried in pain, the man grabbed the front of her uniform and ripped it. For a moment he was kneading her breast through the bra and then ripped the half of it, exposing one of her large tits. As he grabbed it and started mauling, Lily managed to land a strong kick, hitting the man directly to the stomach. ‘Leave me alone you freaks!’ she shouted as she broke free… almost, as another man was still holding her and quickly the one she has kicked grabbed her again.

‘ But the fun is just getting started! And we're going to get real freaky soon!’ the man grinned and slapped her tit. Once, twice, thrice, again and again he kept slapping it.

‘Leave me the fuck, alone!’ Lily cried, trying her best not to cry in pain as she felt her breast burning with pain. As they’ve pushed her hard to the ground, she managed to get a glimpse of miss Tsugawa. The teacher was held firm and Lily could see how a man pushed his hand under the older teacher’s skirt.

‘Shut the hell up!’ the black man knelt above her waist, slapping her face until it was burning with pain as much as with shame. He grabbed the remains of Lily’s tattered uniform and ripped it apart, before removing her bra as well. He knelt over her, kneading and mauling her tits as another man grabbed her hands and pinned her above her head, making the tits stand out even more. ‘I’m sure I’ll have a lot of fun fucking those fun-bags’ he smirked as he began unbuckling his pants.

Lily closed her eyes shut, trying to escape the horrible situation, at least in her mind. She couldn’t stop hearing the cries and cheers all around her… some men mocking Kathryn, a terrified scream of someone who must have been Alicia. As futile as it was Lily tried best to concentrate on something else…

She saw Mrs. Connors mouthing words as she was sitting in the bus. Sighing, she removed her headphones and glanced at the counselor. ‘I’m speaking to you.’ Diana spoke to her with just the slightest hint of disapproval. As Lily didn’t respond, the woman asked ‘How are you? How is the trip?’

‘Fine.’ Lily shrugged and when Diana, seeing she won’t get anything else got back to her seat, the goth turned again towards the window. She felt sorry just a bit – she liked Mrs. Connors, but she didn’t want to become friends with her – she already was… suspecting too much. But since Lily couldn’t free herself of the mandatory meetings she just had to make sure Diana doesn’t figure her out.

‘And you have done it… many times?’ she heard that dumb bitch Alex ask.

‘Oh, bitch please’ Kathryn responded in a bored tone of voice. It seemed as if they were speaking about deepthroating.

‘Slut’ she coughed, disgusted at what Kathryn seemed to be doing of her own free will and what kind of example she was making. Rebellious, proud and headstrong Lily herself wasn’t considered a role model by the teachers but she was far from being a slut like Kathryn. At least not exactly in the way Kathryn was…

The class whore was speaking something to her, but Lily didn’t  pay attention, she put the headphones back in and got lost in the music. Fortunately she was sitting, as usually, alone – so she had two entire seats for herself. She took of her shoes and half-lied on the seats, not caring about a disapproving look from Mrs. Connors.

Something was still disturbing her, some chatter getting over even the loud music.

‘Do you mind?’ she snapped at Mary and Joanne, two blonde twins from the cheerleading squad who were laughing loudly at some joke from the Sarah, the head cheerleader. Their response was cut short as Lily turned the volume on. Yes, the trip was fine… at least she was here… not there. Not with HIM.

Mariah let out a loud cry of pain as one of the thugs backhanded her across the face hard, knocking her glasses off her face and putting a stop to her frenetic struggles for the moment. She was not nearly as wild as Lily, whom she had to admire for the resistance she was putting up and not as fit and trained as Mrs. Owens or Sarah, so she was only held by one man while another stood before her, looking the trembling, terrified girl up and down, his grin speaking of so much viciousness and pure sadistic lust it made her stomach turn.

‘ Seems I'm in luck here...she looks like the youngest one of the whole bunch’, the man said, grabbing her chin and forcing her face up so he could take a good, long look at her cute, heart-shaped features, framed by her long brown hair. Yes, she was the youngest in class, only 16 whereas most others were 17 or 18, but she had always been proud of not looking like it. She was petite, albeit not as much as Carol, who was a few inches shorter than her, with a shock of bright blonde hair, but she was very proud of her curves, especially her cute round ass, even though she knew how superficial that was. But nevertheless, every girl at this age competed and when the competition was against girls like Kathryn or Sarah or even Anne, her very best friend, she had to count herself lucky for what she got.

Though at this moment, she would rather look plain and unassuming and maybe escape the clutches and attentions of these animals. ‘ You sure know how to pick 'em, Jack!’ the man holding her close to him, his hands gripping her wrists and keeping them behind her back, said. With him standing this close behind her, she could feel his erection through her skirt and his pants, no matter how much she tried to shift away from him. The men were all aroused and it was painfully obvious what they had planned for the girls. From where she stood, she could see Lily's frantic struggle, which ended with her on the floor, her tits about to be used to get one of these monsters off...or Mrs. Owens, kneeling before a man who pushed his hard cock against her lips...or even Kathryn on all fours, being facefucked and about to getting her pussy filled with hard cock as well. A part of Mariah almost felt a surge of savage, primitive joy at the last image. Not that it distracted her much from her own, dismal situation.

She had seen and heard that pleading would not get her anywhere. The girls had cried and begged to be left alone but the results were always the same – more groping, maybe even punches or slaps and in the end, as it was just happening to poor carol and Alicia, vicious rape. Mariah felt the fear rise within her, higher and higher, drowning out any reason. Damnit, she needed to think! Unfortunately, the men were not going to let her. ‘ Let's get her over there!’ the man before her said, pointing at one of the few tables in the large room that was so far unused as a place of rape. Quickly, the man behind her dragged her on, his strength allowing him to completely ignore her struggles.

‘ Oh, before I forget...’, the man called Jack said, stepping around her and picking up something. A quick look behind her confirmed he was grabbing her glasses. Stepping around her again, he grinned, holding her glasses with one hand while pulling out his cock with the other. ‘ I am sure you want these back...and let no one say we're bad hosts’, he said...and then proceeded to rub the head of his cock over her glasses, smearing precum all over them! Mariah felt a wave of disgust and looked away but only a moment later, Jack grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back so he could force her smeared glasses back on. ‘ There you go, much better!’ he said, laughing.

Mariah felt she was beginning to hyperventilate, something made even worse when suddenly, the man behind her let go of her hands and brutally shoved her forwards, forcing her to brace herself against the table with her hands or slam right into it. And the moment she did, he forced her body further down. ‘ Now stay like this!’ he hissed, pushing a hand onto her back to keep her where she was. Jack, meanwhile, was stepping around her...and, in one brutal tug, pulled down both her skirt and panties, exposing her ass to his greedy eyes. Immediately, as if unable to resist, he let his left hand smack her right asscheek, forcing a cry of surprise and pain from her. ‘ Damn, look at that ass! Any idea how tight it is?’

Mariah gasped. He couldn't....he certainly wouldn't...but then again, he had no reason not to. At the moment, she was at their mercy...and there was no desire they would not fulfill using their young bodies. ‘ No...’, she whispered, more to herself than to the men, who would not care what she said. ‘ Are you going to fuck it?’ the man holding her asked, but, much to her surprise, Jack shook his head. ‘ I'm not ready yet...you know I need them to squeal and cry a bit more to get really hard!’ And then, to Mariah's great horror, he grabbed a flashlight from his belt, used his other hand to spread her asscheeks and began pushing the flashlight's handle against her anal hole! ‘ I hope you're a squealer!’ Jack laughed as he began to push harder...

In her rising panic, Mariah's mind raced back to their trip, hoping to find something, anything, that would help them get out of here...

Mariah had heard the short exchange between Kathryn, Alex and Lily and shook her head, glancing sideways at Anne, who appeared completely lost in her book....some insipid horror/romance novel. She smirked. Why did Anne have to read stuff like that? The plot was paper-thin, the characters flat, the ending idiotic....really, Anne could do much more with her brain than busy herself with this. After all, her best friend was bright...as it showed each time she actually said something and didn't just blush. Sometimes it seemed to Mariah, as if she was the only one Anne could talk to without stammering.

‘ She's at it again’, Mariah said, leaning over to Anne. ‘ Hm? Who is?’ the beautiful redhead whispered back. ‘ Our resident whore.’ Mariah lowered her voice a bit more, knowing that Mrs. Tsukawa didn't like them using words like these. Anne snickered. ‘ Well...uhm...sex...’, Anne blushed at the mention of the word, making a grin appear on Mariah's face. The girl was hopeless. ‘ it's the only thing she knows...god knows she's never got anything interesting to say. It's always I fucked him this way and the other guy that way...and last week she boasted about getting it from three guys at once’

‘ So true’, Mia, the asian girl sitting a row in front of them suddenly said, turning her head, ‘ she has done the weirdest stuff! I once overheard her talk about getting it...in your backdoor...you know...’ Immediately, Anne's face turned crimson, matching her hair. ‘ That's disgusting’, Mariah said, ‘ besides, painful, I guess...’

‘Mariah! Mariaaah!’ Anne shrieked reaching to her friend, as two strong men effortlessly lifted her and half-carried and half-dragged out of the factory room, going towards door leading to a relatively small room. Not that her friend could help her now – Anne managed to see as a strong man stood in front of Mariah and immediately silenced with a powerful backhanded blow, knocking off the girls glasses. ‘Stop! Leave her alone you… you!’ she didn’t finish, partly because a mind-numbing fear and partly because even in this mad almost absurd situation she couldn’t force her to curse.

‘Don’t you worry about your girlfriend sweetie’ one of the men said, grabbing Anne’s neck while another one opened the door to the room. ‘She’ll be entertained very soon. As you will!’

‘Yeah!’ Said the man who has just opened the door. ‘We want to get a piece of you before the rest uses you so hard that all that remains are sloppy seconds’ he smirked, the cruel words removing the last delusions Anne has harbored that she may leave this place with her body – and dignity – intact.

As with all of the factory and hasn’t been kept in an operational condition for quite long, though one could still notice that it may have served as some kind of office for the plant’s supervisor. There was some old table, a broken chair and, which was rather added after the factory was left, a dirty stained mattress.

The man holding the girl wanted to shove her on that very mattress, when the door opened again and another criminal came in.

‘Heya folks’ he said, strong foreign accent clearly to be heard in his voice ‘Noticed you found some cutie. Mind if I join?’ He asked, coming closer.

While the two men that grabbed her clearly wanted her for their own, it took them just one glance on the serpent-like tattoos on the tall thin man’s arms to decide. ‘Of course, feel free to grab a piece’ one of them said, holding Anne still.

The girl maybe even wanted to struggle and fight but simply couldn’t muster the will to do it. Even in the best conditions she was hardly the most assertive person, always trying to avoid any kind of confrontation. Here, trapped by this beast, she could only tremble as the tattooed man circled her, watching her body with a lusty smile. Anne immediately felt her face go hot with shame and she knew that it immediately started blushing red, almost matching the colour of her hair.

Shy to a fault, Anne was blushing even when anyone as much as looked at her in some way she found odd – and that expression covered a lot. When boys and men were ogling her breasts or ass, even when her girlfriend made some comments about her body while they were in the changing room after PE, she always felt so ashamed that she couldn’t even respond, usually just trying her best not to remain noticed. And now, this evil man was there, circling around her, admiring how she looked. She could feel his gaze travel all over her body. Anne was medium height, only slightly taller than Mariah. She kept her hair at the similar length than that of her best friend, but while Mariah’s hair were dark, Anne’s were fiery red – a reminder of distant Irish descent of her family. With her lithe slender body in her grandparent’s homeland she would have been compared to a fairy.

‘Please don’t… don’t hurt us… please don’t…’ she whispered, despite the severity of the situation unable to stop thinking about Mariah… especially as she heard a piercing wail of pain from the main room. At least that wasn’t her friend’s voice…

‘Hurt?’ one of the men chuckled ‘Why would we hurt you?’

‘Yeah, we’re just gonna give you a good time’ the tattoed man said, approaching and Anne almost fainted as he reached out and started touching her breasts with his hands tattoed in the images of snakes. ‘A lot of great time…’

‘Again and again’ the man holding her added, slapping her ass hard, making the girl cry shortly as much from shock as from the blow.

‘Show us these goodies’ the tattooed man said as her grabbed the bottom of her uniform and pulled it up, exposing the girl’s tits, covered only by a modest white bra. ‘Now that’s what we are talking about!’

‘No, please don’t!’ Anne cried, tears clearly visible in her eyes, her voice breaking from fear and desperation. Her breasts weren’t big, but on her slender body they certainly looked as if they weren’t bigger than average. If she was paying more attention to her body, she would have realized that they were perfectly shaped, in a way that enticed men. Now, however the 17-year old schoolgirl could only tremble as she felt the revolting touch of the criminal, as she was moving his hands, touching the white bra which was the only defense against the men stares and hands. ‘Oh God… Oh God, please help me…’ Anne whispered in a barely audible voice as she felt a hand slid under her modest skirt, touching the smooth skin of her leg, rubbing against the knee and touching her thighs on its way up…

‘He’s not gonna to help you here’ the man holding her whispered to her ear and smiled as the terrified girl bucked her body madly as she suddenly felt the hand began rubbing and touching her panties.

‘Oh yes, you’re gonna so get fucked raw!’ the man touching her breasts said as he grabbed the front of her bra and basically ripped her off her chest, completely exposing  her tits. Of course he wasted no time and immediately began mauling and kneading them, often squeezing them hard enough for Anne to cry in pain… which made him arouse even more.

‘Please don’t…’ Anne begged, terrified. It was easy to guess what was the intention of them men but despite common sense, she still clanged to hope. Hearing the man say the dreaded F-word made it all too real. ‘Don’t do… do THIS to me… I’ve… I’ve never… I’ve never… with a man…’ she pleaded in a breaking voice, somehow hoping that that will make the attackers pity her.

‘Damn, heard it folks? We got ourselves a virgin!’ the man holding her laughed while the tattoed man grinned evilly.

‘I’m going to pop a cherry tonight!’ he laughed, grabbing Anne’s skirt and basically tearing it to shreds in his frenzy. The girl, now deathly terrified, breathing quickly from panic, could barely believe that just an hour ago she was so happy…’

Lost in the ethical dilemmas of the brooding protagonist, who knew that he wasn’t meant to be with the heroine but couldn’t let her go, Anne didn’t  hear the spicy exchange between Kathryn, Alex and Lily. That of course was for the better, as she would only blush ashamed and disgusted that they can speak about such things – almost in public no less!

Anne knew that Mariah made fun of the paranormal romance novels she made but the smart girl was the only person from whom Anne could hear such things without burning with embarrassment. She liked the books though as they told about true love – and didn’t have sex. Anne always thought that nowadays the proportions of these two in modern works were exactly the opposite of what she preferred. Being raised in a strict family and  being generally shy even despite this, she didn’t feel comfortable even reading about two people making love. She dreamt that one day she would meet a true love who would love her for who she really was, not for her body.

She knew she wasn’t as smart or as popular as Mariah, though as usual for her, she gave herself to little credit. Either way, she was surprised – and grateful, oh so grateful – that Mariah was her friend, her best and only true friend.

‘ She's at it again’, Mariah said, leaning over to Anne.

‘ Hm? Who is?’ Anne turned to her friend.

‘ Our resident whore.’ Mariah whispered, nodding towards the seat occupied by Kathryn and Alex.

Anne detested Kathryn as the girl was making frequent lewd jokes about her virginity, or being frigid and couldn’t keep herself from laughing slightly when Mariah was parodying Kathryn’s speech… though she went silent immediately with embarrassment when Mariah started saying how she heard Kathryn brag about… as hard as it was to believe that such thing was possible… three men at the same time!

Quickly the asian girl Mia, joined the conversation, speaking some awful things about that… that… backdoor thing. Blushing again, Anne lifted her book, burying her nose in it, which made Mariah only laugh and smile warmly to her friend.

‘Well… sex isn’t so bed… but to be such a slut… naaah!’ she heard Michelle, the gorgeous French exchange student, sitting next to Mia tell Mariah, with her sexy accent that turned man on so much.

Anne on her part couldn’t understand the idea of pre-marital sex. She dreamt that one day she would meet a true love who would love her for who she really was, not for her body. And only then, she would give her virginity to such person…

The irony of the situation hit her hard, when she was standing between the three men, now only in her panties, as the man slid her hand under her pants, probing her, preparing himself to take her virginity in the most cruel way…

The very moment this nightmare started, four men had grabbed Sarah and pushed her into a corner somewhere behind a rusty contraption looking like a cross between a conveyor belt and an assembly line. They had not given her one moment to gather her wits about her or try to escape. The moment the cheerleader had opened her mouth to scream, to plead with them, she had been silenced by a series of brutal slaps delivered by one of the men, a tall,bald, beefy-looking man whose very stare caused her blood to turn to ice.

From behind them, the blonde could hear the other girls scream and cry out as the men – God, how mnany were there really? - did unspeakable things to them. She herself felt as if an icy hand had gripped her heart and was slowly squeezing the life out of her. At this moment, backed into the corner, frightened eyes looking at the four men who had surrounded her, making any attempt at escaping impossible, she had to fight the urge to hyperventilate from sheer panic.

‘ Good thing you called dibs, Brian’, one of the others, a whip-thin man with a scar on his left cheek said to the big man, ‘ she's a real beauty.’

He was right, though never before had Sarah been less proud of her looks. Thanks to her training, a steady diet – her family had a history of becoming overweight rather quick – and her perfect, almost golden hair, Sarah looked absolutely stunning. Her skin had been tanned from constant exposure to the sun and a lot of fresh air and her body had devloped curves in all the right places. Really, there were few boys and men who didn't stare after her at her long legs, her firm ass or directly at her proud and full tits. Not that she cared much – with Frank, she had a steady boyfriend and she had no intention of breaking up with him any time soon. To him, she had also lost her virginity, something she never really regretted...though right now, she was certain that sleeping with him would be quite different than what was in store for her under the attentions of these thugs...

‘ That she is...’, Brian said, looking her up and down and even from the distance, Sarah could see the bulge in his pants...and he was not alone there. Without further words, he stepped towards her and gripped the front of her shirt...tearing it open with just one tug of his massive arms, leaving her standing in just a black bra and her skirt. Brian whistled upon seeing her tits, even enclosed in her bra as they still were. ‘ Boys, we're really getting lucky tonight...and tomorrow...’, he said, smirking as he saw the panic in her eyes. They were...going to keep them?! ‘ No...no...please don't do this....I'm sure...we can...get to...an agreement?’ Sarah asked, truly desperate.

When the men had finished laughing, Brian, much to her surprise, nodded, albeit the grin on his face made it pretty clear that he had no intention of letting her words stop him. ‘ Oh yes...and here is my suggestion...how about you stop talking, get down on your knees and use that mouth for something better?’

He didn't wait long for her to actually obey his commands – not that she would have, no matter how afraid she was of them at this moment – but instead used one hand to push her down while at the same time pulling her bra down, exposing her tits to their greedy, lustful eyes.

And there she was, kneeling on the dusty, dirty floor, facing four men, three of which had already taken out their cocks and were stroking them, Brian directly in front of her. ‘ I guess a slut like you knows what to do now?’ Brian asked mockingly, though before Sarah could react in any meaningful way, the man to his left suddenly groaned, rolling his eyes and aiming his cock in her direction...just in time to let a huge load of cum splatter all over her pretty face, slimy drops landing on her cheek, her chin, her now-exposed tits, even messing up her hair. Sarah gagged at the smell and sensation, both of which were less than pleasant.

Brian rolled his eyes. ‘ Again? Goddammit, Rob, control yourself!’ the man who'd just climaxed, simply shrugged and proceeded to stroke his cock, no doubt to get it back to full hardness.

Oh, God...this certainly wasn't how she had imagined the trip to end...

The whole affair had been boring her out of her mind before they had even reached the resort. After all, there would have been little reason for her to talk to Mary and Joanne, both girls which were about as smart and interesting as the average water-cooler. The fact that she had just dusted off an ages-old and kinda lame joke and they were giggiling about it like crazy until that weird bitch Lily interjected proved es much.

When Lily shouted at them to be quiet, Sarah was close to a biting remark of her own but then decided to stuff it. Arguing with, insulting or even talking to Lily was usually pointless. She just didn't give a damn...which made her extremely hard to like, dislike or mock. And to see and hear Diana Connors, the counselor, bounce off the walls the goth had erected around her life was almost painful. Still, brownie points for trying again and again and again...

Sarah looked behind her. Ah yes, Kathryn was speaking at length about one of her sexual escapades again. Oh boy...it was actually a shame that girls like Alex listened to her. Besides her body, the girl had nothing going for her...and she would end up wasted and washed out in a diner somewhere, her looks going faster and faster until all that remained was a bitter hag. Hm, that was actually pretty deep. Damn, she almost sounded like Mariah, that pseudo-intellectual snobbish bitch...

Besides, Kathryn sounded as if she hadn't fallen in love a single time, which was another shame. In her more disillusioned moments, Sarah knew her and Frank would not be forever, no matter what they told each other. They would separate once they both went to college...but, for all it was worth, at the moment, she did love him. And she really liked that feeling, so warm and fuzzy inside.

Looking towards the front of the coach, Sarah could see both Sheryl Owens and Mrs. Tsugawa cast disapproving glances at Kathryn, no doubt rather unhappy about the class whore's topic of choice. Both had given up on her, though, probably the wisest choice. The bitch was a lost cause. She gave Sheryl a polite nod and a smile which was reciprocated. Of all the teachers, Sarah liked the new assistant PE teacher the most. She was chipper, friendly and she had a certain quality that made people feel at ease and important when talking to her...while at the same time being able to be just as strict as Mrs. Tsugawa.

Which reminded her...she needed to speak to Michelle some time soon. The exchange student with the beautiful voice still owed her ten bucks...

But this was something she would never get around to now...

‘Leave us alone?! You hear?! You’ll all go to jail for this’ Diana Connors, the  school counselor, cried desperately as she saw students being manhandled all around her. But what made her most furious, with the anger even surpassing her fear, was their treatment of Lily. As she saw the man kneeling over her, ripping her uniform to shreds and slapping her she felt some anger stir in her. If what she had suspected about the girl was true, than what they were doing was the most cruel thing possible. ‘You’ll all rot in pris-’ she started to yell, but was brutally silenced by a hard blow to her stomach.

‘You speak to much whore’ one of the assailants said, laughing, as she fell to her knees, desperately fighting to catch breath. As she looked around, everywhere she could see girls being violated or men preparing to rape them. Kathryn was on her fours, already sucking dick while someone was preparing to fuck her. She heard Alicia’s tormented scream, saw the strong confident Miss Tsugawa groped and probed, while the young assistant teacher Sherryl was also on her knees, cock aimed at her mouth.

Someone grabbed her by her arms and lifted a bit and as she was held, another guy grabbed the front on her blouse and pulled it up, revealing her nice tits.

‘Let me go!’ she cried again and was first rewarded by a hard backhanded blow and then someone gave her right tit a strong vicious squeeze.

‘I’ve told you: you talk too much’ he snarked.

‘Yeah, she does.’ She heard a new voice as someone stood before her. She lifted her eyes and spat at the floor.

‘You!’ she cried,  furious beyond belief. She was never such a fighter as Lily, but if she could jump at him and claw his eyes out…

‘Yes, she does’ the men repeated ‘But I still like her mouth and have some ideas for it…’ the man in front of her said. ‘I knew from the beginning you were prime fuckmeat… you all are.’

‘I tell you, they are all prime meat’ Mrs. Connors heard as Joe, the driver of the coach, said it through the phone as he was pissing outside the bus during one of the comfort breaks.

‘Watch your tongue!’ she snapped at him, angry at objectifying ‘her’ girls. She wouldn’t allow such attitude from some jerk. ‘And find some better place to... do… this! They can see you from the bus’ she gestured  towards the coach.

‘So? Big deal, most of them have seen plenty of cock’ the bus mumbled, as the buckled his pants. ‘Will talk to you later’ he said and turned off the phone.

Diana didn’t react to this statement and simply walked away towards the bus. She couldn’t understand why this man was hired by the driver. He may be good behind wheel, but he was a constant source of crude comments and those creepy, secretive phone conversations he kept having…

At least for the latter she quickly found an answer – all too quickly and an answer that she didn’t like one bit. They were turning into a forest road, when he approached him.

‘Where are we going?’ she asked. ‘This road isn’t on our route’

‘We’ll get to the resort quicker this way and your precious girls can admire the nature’ the driver responded ‘Nothing but square miles of forest around here’ he said with some strange emphasis on it.

She let the comment slide and soon regretted it, when they arrived at some clearing, with some old factory standing there. Was this building erected here in the middle of nowhere or did the forest claim it after it fell in misuse? She would never know, but what did attract her attention was number of cars parked around it.

‘What is this place?’ she asked angrily, feeling somehow worried.

‘Your last stop.’ Joe replied, turning off the engine.

Diana glared at him with both anger and confusion – confusion that was mirrored by the other girls once they had noticed that they had not arrived at their destination but had taken a detour – and a majour one at that. ‘ What are you talking about?’ she demanded to know, but Joe simply grinned, stuffed the key into his pocket and honked the horn three times in quick succession.

‘ Joe’, Mrs Tsugawa asked, leaning forward, ‘ what is going on?’ Joe looked back, a predatory glint in his eye that even Diana had not seen before, even though he'd taken an unhealthy interest in the prettier girls at times, and said, ‘ You'll see...I am sure the nice gentlemen will explain everything to you in a minute.’

Said gentlemen were just now filing out of the abandoned building. As Diana quickly noticed, they were all men...and there were a lot of them. And many of them were obviously armed. Her stomach felt like it was dropping into a deep, dark pit as she witnessed this. Sheryl, who had also leaned forward, paled visibly. ‘ Joe, talk to me!’ Tsugawa yelled, the loudness not exactly quelling the rising nervousness among the girls, who were already talking among themselves like chirping birds. The taste of fear was heavy in the small space.

Joe simply grinned and stood up, opening the door with the push of a button. As he began to step down the small stair to get out, Mrs Tsugawa grabbed his shoulder. ‘ What is going on?!’ her voice had taken on a shrill tone. Diana knew how she felt.

This thing looked bad. Very, very bad. With all the men – men from all ways of life, it seemed, with rough gangbanger types being in the majority – filing out of the factory and stepping towards the bus, dirty grins on their faces and weapons held close, it was like watching a storm build up, seeing the black clouds gather and knowing that, no matter what one might do, one would get drenched anyway...if not hit by lightning.

Joe turned around sharply – and, to the horror of everyone around, backhanded Mrs Tsugawa across the face so hard she fell back onto her seat with a shocked yelp. ‘ Shut up, whore! ‘ he yelled back, ‘ you'll need your voice soon anyway...to scream!’ With these words, he leaped out of the bus. Diana, her eyes wandering between Mrs Tsugawa, who held her burning cheek with an expression of utter disbelief on her face, the girls, all of whom had fallen silent with shock, and the driver, who was just shaking hands with one of the men, a dusky-skinned, tall man with a dangerous cast to his features and a big handgun in his other hand.

‘ Are you alright, Leila?’ Sheryl asked. Mrs. Tsugawa nodded sharply and got up again, turning towards the girls just enough so she could face them without them seeing her reddened cheek. ‘ Alright, girls...as long as we don't know what is going on, we'll all stay calm and quiet.’ She did not add how this could be the only thing that might keep them alive in the future, but she did not have to, her eyes radiating an urgency Diana had never seen on her.

The girls were all staring at her or at the men, only Lily looked forward without actually seeing anything, her jaw set in an expression of defiance, one that looked very practiced. Again, Diana was reminded of what she suspected of the girl...already, she was locking herself inside her own mind...

The man was now climbing the steps into the coach and positioned himself in front of everyone, knowing that every single girl and woman now stared at him, at the intruder into their happy, closed little world. ‘ Alright, I am not going to answer any stupid questions about what this is about or what we are going to do with you. I am just telling you to get the fuck out of the coach and get through that gate back there. If you don't....’ he stopped and pulled the trigger of his gun, putting a bullet clean through the roof, the sound deafening in the small space. ‘ if you don't, you'll face the consequences...now get your asses out of the seats!’

These cruel words, emphasized by the gun were more than enough to convince most of the girls.

‘Please, let us remain calm and leave the bus.’ Mrs. Tsugawa said towards her students ‘I’m sure there will be a way to settle this…’ she tried to speak as convincingly as she could but her efforts were not enough. Soon one of the girls with weaker nerves – an always stressed short cutie named Dorothy – began crying as she was passing near the man with the gun.

‘Keep moving, bitch!’ he shouted at her, grabbed her ass and pushed her out of the coach. She cried as she hit the hard ground, but almost immediately was grabbed, raised and pushed towards the building.

Soon more and more girls were beginning to sob or overtly cry as they were rushing towards the door, fearing that the scary man could go on some kind of frenzy and shoot them all. Mrs. Tsugawa knew of course that shooting them was probably the last thing the man intended to do… not that it brought much comfort, especially as she considered the alternative.

She looked through the window of the bus and could see men with guns and rifles forcing her girls to form a line. Diana and Sheryl left the bus almost immediately after Dorothy and Leila felt pride at the thought that they rushed to help the students first.

Kathryn was also one of the first girls to leave. Either believing that she will somehow be able to influence these men or just simply trying not to anger them from the beginning and eventually get on their good side, she stood up, nodded on Alex and moved towards the exit. While she was passing next to the man with the gun, she felt his hand touch her asscheek through the skirt. She resisted the impulse to turn around and left the bus.

As most of the girls have already left the coach, Sarah stood up, bit her lower lip and started to leave as well. Her imagination brought her images of what may happen, but the gun was the biggest problem at the moment. She decided to deal with other issues – if that will even be possible – as they arise. As Sarah started heading towards the door, the twins from her squad stood up as well – even now doing everything she did. The cute cheerleader did her best to look down but she could feel the men lusty stares as they pushed her towards the line of girls. The things she heard didn’t mean anything good either…

‘Wow! Prime meat!’ the men cheered.

‘Yeah, can’t wait to sample them’

‘Man, that’s gonna be a party to remember!’

‘Let’s hope they will last longer than the last group!’

Soon in the bus, apart from the driver and the gunmen only four females remained – Lily, staring blankly at the men, Anne trembling with fear, Mariah no less terrified, but even though she was younger she wouldn’t leave her friend’s side.

‘What, you need separate invitation?!’ the man yelled ‘Move those asses!’

‘Please… let us do what he wants’ Mrs. Tsugawa tried to sound reassuring, knowing that resistance would be pointless.

Mariah gently nudged Anne to go, but the redhead was simply staring with her eyes wide open, unable to force her body to move. Suddenly, without saying a word Lily stood up and moved towards the door.

‘Nice tits!’ the man commented as she was walking and grabbed her breast through the uniform. At this moment Lily lunged forward, her nails scratching the bandit’s face, her knees raising to his groin. He stepped back immediately, drove his fist to her stomach and pushed her out of the coach.

‘What are you…’ Mrs. Tsugawa moved towards him, but he simply backhanded her with the gun, knocking her to her feet.

‘Get out of the bus… NOW!’ he yelled.

Her vision was blurry, her head hurting from the brutal blow, but, trying to stay as strong as she could for the girls' sake, Mrs. Tsugawa stood again and, supporting herself against the rail, moved down the steps.

Lily had already been shoved along, still wheezing and gasping, hunched over from the brutal blow and Mrs. Tsugawa hurried to catch up with her, reaching out to give her some support...only to be brushed away by Lily, who tried her best to force herself into a standing position again, her eyes still frightfully empty.

As she walked to the line of girls, she heard the men whistle. ‘ Wow...what a stroke of luck! There's not a single ugly bitch in this bunch!’ ‘ Yeah...oh, man, I am so excited! This'll be great! I wonder which ones of them are screamers!’ ‘ Oh, when we're going at it, everyone of them will be...’ The two men laughed, their conversation sending an icy shiver along Leila's spine. If she'd had any illusions about their intentions, they were well gone now. God, she had to do something to protect the girls...anything!

Suddenly, she heard a panicked, half-choked scream from behind her. Turning her head, she saw the man with the gun and another literally drag Anne and Mariah out of the bus, shoving them towards the line. Anne was already crying and Mariah held her, trying her best to support her panicking friend. The man, of course, did not care much...and if Leila was seeing it right, the man without the gun even groped Mariah's ass while shoving the two girls forward.

This was so wrong...how could this have happened?

Still looking behind her, Mrs. Tsugawa didn't notice she had reached the end of the line until she bumped into Diana, who had subtly moved backwards to stay near Lily. Mrs. Connors always seemed to take special care of the conflicted girl and though she had not said anything, it was clear that Diana suspected Lily to be traumatized, her anger and reluctance to communicate a direct result of having been hurt deeply.

‘ Diana...what are we going to do?’ she whispered. The counselor looked around, her eyes clouded with worry. ‘ I have no idea...maybe bargain with them...I'm not sure they go for it, though. In any case, I'll try to keep the girls safe as much as possible.’

‘ That's pointless’, Lily interjected, her voice flat and cold to a degree the women found rather troublesome. ‘ We're going to get fucked no matter what we do. ‘

‘ Lily!’ Leila exclaimed, shocked at the terrifyingly accurate assessment of the situation and Lily's resignation. ‘ What? It's what's going to happen...and I'm not going to make it easy for them.’ She spat out onto the ground as the men brought the last two girls over.

‘ Alright, everyone...let's be good little girls and get moving!’ Again, he shot into the air, causing most of the girls to cry out in panic.

Slowly, steadily, the girls were forced to move towards the entrance of the old factory, it's dark opening yawning like the maw of some primordial beast.

As the man who'd spoken moved along the line, Mrs Tsugawa looked at him and said, ‘ Please...sir...I am sure there is another way...something else you might want...don't hurt them, please. If you want money, I am sure we can find a way...’

‘ Do you like being hit? No? Then shut up, whore!’ the man yelled at her, then proceeded to move forward.

One by one, the girls were led into the factory...and there, the horror would truly begin...