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Subject: {ASSM} Bus Monitor 3
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Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2015 14:12:18 -0500
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Bus Monitor 3
 
    Slumped over leaning on the seat cushions of  the sofa as my mind 
reviews the past hour and how it has changed and will change  my life.  Raped by 
a group of teenage boys and then being blackmailed by  the boys for the 
pictures of them raping me.  Not understanding how this  happened, how I the 
victim am being blackmailed as if I am guilty of a  crime.
    Picking up my cell phone and looking at the  image staring me in the 
face.  So similar to the image on my phone a few  shorts days ago.  My body, 
naked, a puddle of cum at the apex of my  thighs.  The result of being used, 
fucked by boys young enough to be my  sons.  Pushing myself weakly from the 
floor, reaching for my robe and  belting it comfortingly around my body, 
covering my nakedness.  Taking the  small stack of pictures, evidence 
of....trying to think what they are evidence  of........my physical/sexual assault, 
my betraying body.  Looking around  numbly as I hold them in my trembling 
hand.  Wondering what to do with  them. 
    Then walking to the small den and placing  them in a folder in my 
lockbox.  Finally sending the pictures from a few  days ago and the one on my 
phone from today to my email.  Intending to  print them out for proof that I am 
not at fault.
    Then walking to the bathroom, closing the  door to look in the full 
length mirror. Sliding the robe off to look at my naked  body again, as I did a 
few hours before.  Seeing the redness of my eyes,  the nipples still hard 
and and a deep color, then lowering my eyes, seeing the  puffy labia, swollen 
and bruised.  Parting the lips and seeing the pink  walls still wet and 
slimey with the seed of the young boys.  My legs  trembling, squeezing on my 
hands again as I think of how the boys awkwardly used  me, forces me to 
service them.  Biting back a moan as I relive those long  minutes.
    Then thinking on the words of the blonde boy,  that I would do whatever 
is asked of me when I am shown one of my cum puddle  pictures.  Telling 
myself that I will not let them use me, I will not  be afraid of them and 
become their pawn.  Walking back to the living room  looking at the coffee table 
and then to the kitchen to get some wipes and clean  the drying cum from the 
table and the floor where I dripped the seed from  my mouth and nasty cunt.
    Making another pot of coffee and sitting  looking out the window at the 
road, not able to think, just watching the non  activity of the secluded 
road.  Then finally taking my cell phone and  sending the picture to Susan.  
Letting her know that I have succumbed again  to these boys.  Thinking on how 
she let me out of the locked school  bus depot.  Her shock and comforting 
as I spilled out the events of that  night, showing her the pictures on my 
cell phone.  Not knowing who else to  turn to with this information, this 
surreal event.
    Walking listlessly back and forth in my house  as I agonize over this 
morning visit and how to handle it in the future.   The unknown assailants 
just boys, now faces to these young boy, who have  used my body as any man 
has.  Will I recognize these boys when I go to  school on Monday.  Were they 
boys from the first attack or just boys  hearing of it and capitalizing on it. 
 So many things filling my mind as I  pass the rest of the morning and the 
afternoon.  Jumping as the phone  rings and I see that it is Susan returning 
my call.  Spending an hour  explaining and going over the events of the 
morning.
    Finally in the late afternoon exhausted and  laying down on the sofa, 
pulling a throw over my body as I sleep and dream in a  very restless attempt 
to heal my physche.  Startled awake by the ring  tone of my cell phone and 
reaching for it in half a stupor.  Looking  down at the screen and seeing my 
body displayed.  And the message  that I should open the front door.  The 
message still being  assimilated into my mind, as the doorbell rings.
    Pulling the blanket close around me as I drop  the phone on the floor.  
Huddling like a scared girl, looking at the door  in the twilight of early 
evening.  The door bell ringing again and then the  phone adding to the 
noise.  Eyes welling with moisture as I finally stand  up and walk to the door.  
Flipping on the outside lamp, seeing the  security lights are already lit 
announcing the visitors.  Pulling my robe  close as I see the blonde boy and 
two others.
    "Open the door Ms Rust.  My hand moving  to the storm door and 
repeating the steps of this morning.  The boys  stepping through and me locking the 
doors behind them.  Moving to turn on  lights in the living room and feeling 
hands wrapping around my hips,  pulling against the boy.  My ass being 
pressed to his groin, as his hands  pull at the tie of my robe.  Standing in the 
front bay window for a few  seconds, the front of my body bare to the 
outside world.  Then  reaching for the pull on the curtains as I feel hands 
groping and pulling on my  breasts and nipples.  Moaning helplessly as I am 
turned to the two new  boys, my body exposed feeling myself offered to them. 
    The blonde boy, his hand reaching to my  shoulders, sliding the robe 
off of them as his other hand rests against my  mound.  Feeling my legs 
tremble as I look from one boy to the other.   Another soft helpless moan as I 
feel the hand slide down my mound to touch full  labia.  Eyes closing and 
opening as the finger pad moves over the hidden  pearl.  My nipples aching as I 
stand helpless in distress, seeing the boys  taking in my small breasts and 
my slightly pouting mound.  Their eyes not  meeting mine.  Seeing them 
nervous as they watch their friend touching my  body casually, possessively, 
almost commandingly. 
    My robe hanging from my lower arms and then  falling to the carpet.  A 
soft slap of my ass cheeks pr"opelling me  forward. "Ahhhh."  "Say hello to 
my friends Ms Rust.  Make them feel  welcome.  Or Should I say say hello to 
friends."  Dumbly moving  forward with another slap from the doubled up 
belt.  Extending my hand and  feeling the shorter boy reaching up and pulling my 
head down to kiss me on the  lips.  Feeling his lips mashing awkwardly 
against mine, his tongue pushing  into my mouth.  Opening and wetting my lips as 
he continues to explore  my mouth.  One hand squeezing my right ass cheek 
and the other rolling  my left nipple.  Moaning into his mouth as I feel his 
crotch being pressed  against me.  Hearing the laughter from behind me from 
the blonde boy.   "Georgie Porgy, you waste no time."
    My eyes looking over to the other boy, Tall  as I am at 5'10", his 
height exaggerating his lean frame.  His eyes  watching as George's hands roam 
freely over my body.  Realizing that this  boy is not shy at all, as he is 
already thrusting his hips at my body.  His  lips releasing mine and then 
moving to suck at the flesh of my swollen  nipple.  Lips latching on the hard 
nub and pulling at it with his hard  pressed lips, then sucking the small 
mound hard against his face.  Finding  myself moaning helplessly as he pulls on 
my teat.  Eyes looking at the tall  boy, knowing he is seeing the 
helplessness of a mature woman in the hands  of a young boy/man.  My hands reflexively 
reaching and wrapping around  George's back.  My hips starting to push 
against him and then forcing  myself to stand like a scared colt, legs trembling 
as I feel the boys hands and  mouth touching my bare flesh.
    Whimpering as I feel a hand reach between my  legs from behind and 
touching my swollen pussy lips, finger touching the wet  walls, parting them, as 
my body presses against the boy in front of me.  My  upper lips quivering 
with emotion as my lower lips squeeze against the probing  finger.  Standing 
in the middle of my living room naked, displayed and  being fondles by boys 
young enough to be my sons.  Helpless to stop them,  and wanting their touch 
as much as I want them to disappear. 
    Feeling my sorely excited nipple released, as  the boy steps back and 
starts stripping in front of me. The finger from the  boy behind me still 
moving around the inside of my tunnel.  My legs  clenching as I stand exposed.
   "She looks better then on the bus, Todd," the  shorter stockier boy 
hurriedly sliding his pants from his ankles.  Turning  to the tall boy, "Scotty, 
get ready boy, you are next up to bat."  Hearing  the boys banter as they 
discuss the pecking order or fucking order
    George standing with his cock straight out  from his tummy.  My eyes 
looking down at it as it sways and then feeling as  he steps close a presses 
it against my parted thighs.  Move over Scotty, as  he half turns me and 
pushes me backwards to to lay on the sofa.  Parting my  legs, lifting one leg to 
ret on the back of the couch as the other sets on the  floor.  Feeling my 
gleaming pussy lips exposed.  Closing my eyes as I  feel his fingers touching 
the the hot swollen lips.  Then the feel of his  cock pushing between the 
unresisting labia.  A soft groan of pleasure as  the walls close on the 
mushroom headed shaft.  Enveloping it in a warm  sleeve of wet walls.  His body 
pistoning his cock shaft into my puss,  feeling each stroke as the flesh is 
embedded, his pubic hairs irritating the  soft flesh of my vulva. 
    Then feeling one of my hand lifted and placed  around the shaft of the 
tall boy Scotty.  My fingers encircling and sliding  along his shaft.  
Feeling the warm pliable flesh yielding to the long  slender fingers.  His hips 
humping against my hand in a parody of  fucking.  My eyes finding Todd's and 
seeing the look of smug complacency  wreathing his lips.  His fingers 
jacking at his hard on as he  watches.  The panting of the boy in my cunt louder 
as I see his neck  muscles straining, trying not to shoot his load into the 
warm darkness of my  pussy.  Grunting hard as my clenching walls leave him no 
choice and his cum  spews deep coating deep hole.  His cock punching each 
jet of seed, with a  loud slap of flesh. Noisly, pulling out of my vagina, 
"that was some piece  of ass."  His words trying to attest to his vast 
experience with the  female cunt and fucking.  Feeling his body lifting off of mine 
and moving  to stand to the side, a strand of white ropy cum hanging from 
the pee hole  of his cock.  Seeing it, the boy squeezes his shrinking cock 
and wipes  it from the tip with a finger, then wiping it on my lower leg.
    The boy Scotty moving around with my fingers  still circling, sliding 
onto the sofa with my legs splayed wide.  The  froth of cum leaking from the 
partially open cunt lips.  Feeling it as  I release the cock shaft and the 
boy positions it at my skanky entrance.   The shaft sinking easily into the 
slime coated walls.  His strokes  long and even as he balances his knees 
between my legs and starts a smooth  rhythm.  my upper thighs tightening and my 
walls already kegeling on his  long shaft. Hips rocking to his body.  
Feeling my body helpless; but  to respond.
    Todd walking over and kneeling alongside my  head on the sofa, pushing 
his hard boy cock to my lips.  Feeling my cheeks  burning with humiliation 
as I look up and see him smiling as his cock spears my  mouth.  Tongue 
licking at the warm shaft, the head held in my lips, as my  tongue laves the 
spongy glan.  Hearing him moaning and then hissing as in  less then a minute, I 
take his spewing load into my mouth.  Tasting the  thick seed, swallowing a 
large load of his creme.  And then as Todd steps  away, Georgy kneels and 
pushes his semi hard cock to my lips.  Tasting my  juices and his seed on the 
slick surface.  Feeling it pulsing; but not  getting hard, as he squeezes out 
a dribble of cum, his hand holding my head to  his crotch. 
    Scotty still pumping away in a measured  stroke, my legs curling around 
and wrapping his waist as I pull his slender  frame to my crotch.  Feeling 
myself spasming as he maintains his rhythm,  just a long low groan as my 
legs and walls hold him as I coat his cock with my  girl creme.  His eyes 
looking at mine steady, I can see them shifting as he  tries to contain his 
orgasm.  "Some really hot bitch, huh Scotty."   None of the words directed at me 
but around me as his friends urge him on.   Treating me as if I am just a 
vessel for dumping a load, for releasing their  tenstion. 
    As I feel him shifting and tensing, his arms  flexing on either side of 
me as he thrusts hard, his seed gushing against my  cervix and womb.  
Holding his body close, as I feel each pulse and release  of hot scalding cum.  
"Damn, you filling that cunt with your cum Scotty  boy."  The boys watching 
as my hips and legs tighten and pull, at his  spasming body.  "That ho is 
liking your cock Scotty."  Their words of  encouragement filling my ears, as he 
finally relaxes, my legs releasing him from  their grip.
    Laying back, looking up at the ceiling, not  turning to the boys.  
Feeling the sofa shifting as Scotty climbs off.   "Thank you ma'am."  His words 
soft, catching me off guard.  My eyes  moving to him as steps away.
    The boys dressing silently, then Todd turning  to me as I lay as Scotty 
left me, legs open and akimbo, a puddle of slimey white  cum pooling 
beneath full red labia. "We will visit again Ms Rust, when we can  spend more 
time."  The boys dressed and walking out the front door.   Watching them 
laughing and jostling as they go outside.  A cool gust of  wind blowing in the open 
door.  Then the boys stepping back inside.   "Give us a ride home, it is 
much too cold and windy to walk."  Todd walking  over to me as I sit up on the 
sofa, pulling my robe across my body.   Shivering from the chill.
    Looking at the boys then taking some tissues  and wiping beneath my 
robe.  Embarrassed that they know what I am  doing.  Feeling a flush of 
mottling on my upper chest.  "Give me five  minutes to throw some get dressed."  
Todd looking at me, then, "put your  robe on and some slippers, you can drive 
just the way you are."  Not saying  anything as I see his hand on his belt, 
undoing the buckle.  Quickly  belting the robe and pulling it tight, 
stepping into my slippers and getting my  purse.  A gust of wind and then another, 
blowing beneath my robe.   Then opening the drivers door to my extended cab 
pickup.  The boys piling  in after putting their bikes in the back.  
Shivering as my hands touch the  steering wheel.  My bare thighs touching the seat. 
 Driving down the  back roads  of Red Hook, past farms.  Knowing that the 
chance of a cop  stopping us was very unlikely.  Tood having slipped over to 
the middle of  the front seat.  His hand undoing my robe and pushing it 
open, fingers  pulling on a hard nipple, while his other hand rubs the inside of 
my  thigh.  Then pulling one hand from the steering wheel and placing it on 
his  hard cock.  Jerking is erect organ as we move to drop off first Scotty 
and  then George.  Scotty living on a farm and George actually in the  
village.  Then following Todd's directions to his house, a large old  mansion in 
the wealthy outskirts of town.  Money the building and acreage  shouting as 
we stop in the driveway. 
    Putting the vehicle in park as Todd turns me  to him, his hands still 
teasing my nipples and pussy, Leaning to kiss me, his  lips taking mind hard, 
his tongue fucking my mouth as I continue to jack his  hard cock.  My cunt 
oozing cum and my own lubrication.    Squeezing on his fingers. Moaning into 
his mouth as he tongue fucks it.   Then feeling him jerk as h is cock head 
spews a long rope of cum onto my  stomach then a two more gouts of warm 
white cum.  A splattering of pearly  drops as I milk the last of his seed from 
the bulbous head.  Then feeling  my head being pulled down and forces to lick 
the cum from his warm cock  head.  Tasting the silky smooth cum.
    "Good girl Patrice.  We will see you  soon."  Climbing out of the front 
seat and getting his bike out of the  back.  Waving with a sarcastic grin 
splitting his face.  "Thank you Ms  Rust."  His words loud in the cold 
darkness of his driveway.
    Finally driving back home, my body sticky and  crusty with assorted 
cum.  My legs oozing thin cum onto the seat of the  vehicle, pulling the robe 
tight as I run across my driveway and to the back  door.  Pulling it open and 
locking it firmly behind me.  Laying  against it, as I think on the day.  
Four boys have fucked me, three I have  given oral sex to all in the comfort 
of my home, Laughing  disgustedly.  Raped in the bus by an unknown number of 
assailiants and then  again this morning being forced coerced into having 
sex with those boys.   But tonight, not even protesting, just accepting and 
even enjoying, having an  orgasm.  Thinking how I am one sick bitch.  I am 
not being forced now,  I am allowing them to take advantage of me. 
    Walking to the shower and scrubbing my body  hard with a microfiber 
sponge.  Feeling the roughness as it massages my  nipples and clit.  Feeling 
pain and pleasure.  Needing to feel  both.
    After a tall glass of scotch and ice, drawing  the covers over my body 
as I curl up in bed.  Wondering what the morrow  will bring and the next 
day, both holidays.  And how I will face these  students on Tuesday.  Oh, yes I 
have seen them  before.
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