They came out of nowhere, three men in ski masks hellbent on catching her as quickly as possible. Maybe the late night walk to buy cigarettes was a bad idea. A hand was placed around her mouth and an unfamiliar scent filled her nose, the van entering her peripherals as her vision faded. After hastily stuffing her into the van, the last one looked around and closed the doors.
“May I have the honours?”
“You know what, you may.”
“Fuck yes!”
The shortest one wasted no time tearing her clothes off, savouring the moment of perversion. His hand hovered over her naked body, up and over her curves to her face and began to roughly touch it. Still unconscious, she moved like a ragdoll. “Not yet.” The driver’s words startled him and he let go of her face. “Why not?”
“I want her to suffer.”
She woke up as her body fell from the van onto the concrete floor, hitting her head on the way down. Dazed, she opened her eyes and tried to look around. The bag over her head obstructed everything, and the slightly recycled air made her more lightheaded than returning to reality after being chloroformed did. Blinking in an attempt to fix her sight, she began to fight. Assuming she would stay asleep, the man carrying her had only been holding one ankle and her kick caught him off guard. “The fu-“
“Grab her!” The four men started to scramble just as she hit a pole, knocking her back out. “That makes it easy,” the one who has been Laughed as he picked up her ankles. Her naked body slid along the cold concrete floor until she was thrown on a mattress in the middle of the abandoned warehouse.
He grabbed the spanner sitting on a table and walked back to her. “You want to feel something? Do you, slut?” The rope around her mouth muffled her pleas for mercy as he mounted her and wiped the cold steel on her body. “Should I put this inside you? Boys! Should I put it in her.” He lifted his leg, pulling his body onto her left side and moving the tool slowly down her body.
With her body language wavering from terror to lust, he pulled at the end of the rope, unravelling the restraint around her neck but not removing it. The ice cold spanner glid across her clit and she let out a small moan. He wiped it up and down while holding the back of her head, before pressing it slightly into her pussy. Leaning in, he whispered in her ear, “I’d rather my boys ruin you first.”
In what she thought must have been an attempt to force her body through the concrete floor, a hand was thrust onto her throat and she was pulled onto her side. Choking the life out of her, another man spread her cheeks and forced his cock in raw. Pulling her hips away from him, her pussy was met by a larger cock and her body by another set of hands.
Her throat was released and he pushed her away from him, moving his focus to her torso. The man who had stripped her sat over her face, forcing his small cock into her mouth and panting every derogatory term he could think of. Hitting the side of her head and holding her hair tightly with the other hand, he thrusted in her mouth until he came.
The two men destroying her holes were far from done. With her face finally clear, she opened her eyes for the first time. To the side, the overweight man who had just used her mouth picked up a bottle of water and poured it over his head. The fourth man stood behind a camera that was perched on a tripod. “Is-” She could barely get the word out.
Spit covered her face as the two men took turns trying to get it in her eyes. It didn’t take long, but they kept going. The man fucking her pussy had been holding her by the wrists since they started spitting and pulled her hand to her face, forcing her to rub it in. “You like that, don’t you?” Trying to speak, she nodded and began to rub it into herself, he let go of her wrists, “good slut” and started biting on one of her nipples.
“Good slut? That right there is a willing piece of meat.” He was right. The man filming them wasn’t even wanking. She hadn’t been able to look at him for long, but it was clear he was only watching through the screen. He was watching a video of her being torn apart, and all he was seeing was raw flesh. She replayed his words in her head as the two men became increasingly rough with her.
Cum filled her arsehole and a firm slap on her cheek confirmed he was done, leaving her with the largest cock of three. “I’m cumming in that mouth,” slipping his cock out of her as he was left with his prey. Scrambling to keep up, she rose to her feet by her hair, then back down to her knees. Holding the worthless whore’s hair with both hands, he thrust his cock down her throat.
The gagging stopped after a few seconds and she relaxed, eyes with nowhere to go but up at him. He wrapped his legs around her head and held her there, stroking her hair. Her eyes were screaming no, her body tapping out, but he didn’t move. Seconds were hours and the calm turned into a fight again. She mustered up everything she had and started to fight back. Flailing and kicking, she attempted to push her attacker away. Tears swelled and she tried to choke them back, knowing it would only make breathing more difficult if she didn’t.
Please, I can’t.
Take my cum.
What a slut.
That was fun.
Kill her.
Discarded and finally able to breathe, she relaxed and took in the cold air. No one was touching her; more could come at any moment but a few seconds of rest is better than nothing. She opened her eyes and looked around. Two attractive men were talking to the overweight man, the fourth still hadn’t moved.
The man stepped out from behind the camera sporting a face mask, his hoodie covering everything but his hands. The thin, lean figure approached her holding a spanner. “Was that even rape to you?” Holding it up, he circled her and bent down. “I’m going to obliterate you.” Standing, he swiftly kicked her in the ribs and laughed. “Sluts like you deserve to be used as toys for men like me.”
A door closed, the three men no longer in sight. Alone, he unleashed. Dragging a metal container into frame, he smiled. It was full of coals, a match box sitting on top ready for him to ignite the flames. Lighting the match, he dropped it into the fire pit and returned to his recovering victim.
“Can I hit you?”
“No.”
He hit her.
“Can I fuck you?”
“No.”
He parted her legs and slid his cock inside her.
“I can do anything I want, can’t I?”
“Yes.”
He sat down and commanded her, “get the fuck on.” She began to ride him, ignoring the cracked rib and bruise forming around her eye. “Do better.” She tried harder, curling into him for support. Turning her around to face the camera, he told her to “smile” as he lifted her up and pushed her back down onto his cock. Balls deep in her arsehole, he once again commanded her to “do better.”
The spanner was only just in his reach, and he smirked as he picked it up. Her body bounced on his cock, trying to please her captor. A hit to the side of her head with it would be fun. His arm reached around her and he pulled her close, slowing her down. He joined her thrusts as the spanner entered her pussy. “No, I-“
“My pussy,” she melted and pushed herself into his body as the spanner slid effortlessly inside her. “Your pussy.” Holding it there, he pushed her to the side and violently moved the tool around. No longer inside her himself, he focused on getting every corner of her precious little pussy with the spanner until she begged him to stop. Snapping back, he pulled it out, licked it and held it up in anger. Hit her with it, she wants it. He threw it aside.
Her body was still shaking, clearly having enjoyed the torment. “My pussy,” he reminded her as his body covered hers. He lifted her legs slightly and his cock entered her pussy again. “I’m going to breed your slut pussy,” his hands wrapping around her throat. “Wha-“
“You don’t have a choice.” The words were growled softly into her ear, the cold mask pressing her face to the side. “Cum inside me,” she gasped through the pressure. “Not yet.” One of his friends had returned while he was choking her and he was pulling a hot iron from the fire pit. He relaxed and let her watch as the burning metal approached them.
“Do you give yourself to me completely?”
“Yes.”
There was no hesitation in her answer nor his response. Her left arm was held down and the first letter of his surname was burned into her wrist. She screamed as the iron touched her skin, his force holding her in place. Cock twitching and pussy pouring with juices, they curled into each other. He lifted his mask to kiss her as the man holding the hot iron tossed it aside, leaving the newlyweds to the rest of their honeymoon.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11bew8r/smile_abduction_group_masochist_sadist