Perverts 'R' Us

Caving

By Anna ( M+/f, rape, 1st, ir, gangbang )

It was the beginning of a holiday with the rest of my form from school. We had all been looking forward to spending time away with our friends and having a good laugh. The teachers who came with us were nice and I was sure they would let us have fun as long as we don't annoy anyone else. We were not malicious, just 12-year-olds who enjoyed being 12-year-olds. We chatted about boys, music, and of course, shopping.

We knew we were not going to be seeing many boys, other than the ones who came with us, but they were a boring crew, too much up their own backsides.

When we got to the center, we found we were sleeping in a dormitory and it was big enough for all 10 of us to sleep together. The boys were on the other side of the house.

We settled in quickly and unpacked - no sexy clothes; just warm clothes, including thick trousers and panties to keep us warm. I knew it was March, but it was cold. The first time we changed, Zoë screeched that it was so cold her nipples were standing out hard. We all thought this was funny and had a good laugh at her. I am pleased it had happened, as it broke the ice and we were all OK with undressing in front of each other.

The first evening we had our first view of Brian, who was going to be our leader. My god he was dishy. Zoë noticed the bulge in his trousers, I thought it was his wallet, but Zoë was sure it was his huge cock. We whispered about it each time we saw him. I am sure he knew we were talking about him.

The very first day out was caving. None of us had done this before, but we were willing to try. Brian was our guide, so Zoë and I were with him all the way. As he bent over to get through a small opening, Zoë was up close to his bum. He asked her to keep back at times while smiling at her. She blushed so much.

As we got deeper into the cave, we came across a part where there were a number of directions to go. I found the whole caving idea wonderful to see all the stalactites and stalagmites.

I had a lamp on my helmet and I was looking around. I had no idea how it happened, but as I turned around I seemed to have lost them all. I didn't panic, as I thought someone would come back for me. After a few minutes I was still standing there by myself. I called out in the total silence, but no one returned the call. All I heard was silence or my own voice echoing back

As I looked around, I realized I had 3 ways to go. All of a sudden out of the silence, I heard a noise. I thought I knew which way it was coming from and decided to take that route towards it. The silence was hurting my ears, it was so quiet.

It was getting cold now and I knew I had to keep moving. The noise got closer as I walked on. As I got closer, I realized it wasn't the others but older voices. I tried to make out how many, but the echoes made it difficult to make out.

I must have been walking for ages, and I was starting to get tired. The sounds got closer and as I turned the corner I came out into a large cavern. Large enough to have a party in. The sound resembled a church the way it reverberated around.

There was a fire in the middle, but no one around. I went over and stood in front of the warm flames, heating my cold body, making me feel better. Well at least I had found someone to help me.

I sat down on a stone as I waited for the occupants to return. I listened to the crackling of the wood as it dried out and spat bits out at times. I seemed to doze off or at least become dreamy as I watched the flames, they were really hypnotic. The heat was making feel tired.

My head nodded as I started to doze off. It woke me up each time it dropped. I had no idea how long I had been there, but no one was with me and I was still alone.

I was about to look around as a grubby cloth bag was slipped over my head and tightened around my neck. I flailed my arms about to try and get loose, but they were held in a vice-like grip. I tried to struggle, but whoever was holding me was too strong. As I tried my hardest to scream, the cloth hood muffled the sound.

Why were they doing this? They could have easily showed me the way out and I would have been away. One man told me that I he was going to take the hood off me, and if I screamed he was going to slit my throat. He told me to nod if I understood. I nodded.

As I felt the pressure release from my throat the hood was removed, but before I could look around a hand was clamped over my eyes. Then I felt this leather-type mask covering my eyes and then painfully secured behind my head. I winced at the pain and asked if they could please pull my long, dark hair out first. The man replied in a sarcastic voice that he would.

I could hear a lot better now and I tried to make out how many voices I could hear. I think there were 5 men. They all sounded as old as Mr. Thompson, our teacher with us. I think he was in his 30's, maybe a little older.

They didn't use any names so I didn't know who was talking to me. I heard some footsteps come up to me and stop. He asked me how old I was. I didn't answer, but asked him what he wanted. He told me only to answer what was asked. He asked me again and I said the same to him. The next thing I knew, I was knocked to the floor as he slapped my face. He didn't hold back as he hit me.

He again asked me how old I was and I told him I turned 12 last week. "Good," he answered. Then he asked me if I was a virgin and I told him to mind his own business. I thought he was going to slap me again, but nothing came.

I was moved closer to the fire as a hand was clamped over my mouth. Then I felt hands start to take my clothes off. One hand undid my coat and pulled it off my shoulders as another was taking my boots and socks off. Another pair of hands circled my waist, undid my trousers, and pulled them down my legs. Within a short time, I was standing in just my cotton panties and training bra.

The hand still covered my mouth. The hand relaxed slightly and I bit down on his finger. He screamed and I felt a blow to my stomach as I doubled over and passed out.

As I came to, I gagged as I felt my socks in my mouth, tied behind my head with my belt. The buckle was hurting the back of my head. As I tried to move, I found my arms secured above my head with rope. The rope was cutting into my wrist as I tugged on it. I felt a hand on each ankle and they were pulled apart and secured in place.

I could hear the men move back and obviously admiring their handy-work. My front was warm from the fire, but my back was getting cold and goose pimples appeared. A voice told me that he would warm my back up in a minute. I didn't know what he meant at that point.

As the same voice spoke to me, he trailed a leather belt over my shoulder and down over my right nipple. I then realized my training bra had been removed and he was playing with my nipple.

With my legs stretched apart I could feel the man's breath behind me, above my head. He was much taller than me and as he wrapped his arms around my waist, he circled it without touching me.

I am 5'3" tall and with small tits. They are developing, but slowly. A hand gripped my right nipple and I could feel the rough skin. The man then told me that it was time to warm my back.

With that he told me he was raising his arm and then I could hear the rapid movement of the leather belt move through the air. I can remember thinking how strange it sounded, and then I heard it hit against flesh and it took a moment before I realized it my flesh that was being beaten. I screamed into the gag and shook my head. He hit me again and again. I slumped against the rope as it held me up. I felt 5 more lashes before he stopped.

It was then that I heard another say he wanted to try and I listened to him move in front of me. Once again I heard the sound of the leather belt but this time I felt the pain on my hardening nipples. The relentless assault carried on until I could hear him breathing heavily and the belt being dropped on the floor.

I could feel wet dripping down between my tits, it could have been sweat or blood, I had no idea.

As I slumped in my bonds, I felt hands touching me all over my body. My nipples were being played with, twisted and pinched, and my hair pulled so my head was up. Someone licked my tears as I cried. A finger was between my legs and then I noticed I still had my panties on.

One said he thought I looked so sexy with cotton panties on. The little Pooh bear motifs on them made him feel even more perverted and he wanted to fuck me even more. The other guys laughed at him. One told him to wait, the time would come.

A finger slipped under the edge of my panties and slid along my slit. As he played with me I could feel myself opening to his touch. Then he said, "I beat her unconscious and she is still dripping wet as I touch her." He laughed.

I pushed my hips forward as a finger pushed against my arsehole and force its way in. I had sex education at school, but we had not been told about fingering our arseholes. The crotch of my panties was pulled to one side as I could feel the cool air blow over it.

I was horrified to feel myself push my small tits out to the hand pinching my nipples and my hips were moving in time to the finger sliding in and out of my pussy. The finger pushed against my arsehole again, but it couldn't get in as I clenched my muscle. I felt my hair being pulled back and my bum slapped. As I twisted to move away, he pushed his finger into me. A comment was made about how I like a bit of rough. The finger in my pussy told the others that I was still a virgin. I could feel myself blush at this comment.

I could feel my ankles being released and then my wrists. I rubbed the soreness as I stood there. I felt a hand on my panties as I was pulled forward, then I felt the material give way and they were pulled from my body. I felt the material of my cotton panties against my nose and I could smell my own juices, and then I blushed again.

I was now given an ultimatum of doing as I was told or I would be tied up again. I nodded yes. Then added that he would hurt me then leave me for dead otherwise. For some reason I was sure he meant it. I could hear it in his voice.

I was made to lie down and my hand went to the back of my head. My hand was pulled away and I was told that if I saw them they would have to kill me so don't. I nodded OK. As I lay there I could hear they were getting undressed. I knew I was going to be raped and I could do nothing about it.

We had spoken about having sex, but I wanted it to be with someone my age. Not being raped by an older man I couldn't see or want to see. A hand took my hand and wrapped it around a hard cock and I was shown how to move it up and down. The same was done to my other hand. I could feel how they differed, one was much harder than the other and it was much wider. I had seen cocks on the internet, but this one felt very large to me, I couldn't get my small hand around it.

I stroked them up and down, marveling at the feel of them. My legs were pulled apart, but I wasn't ready for the feeling of a wet mouth covering my pussy. I shook as he assaulted my clit and tongue-fucked my virgin hole.

As I lay between these men, I had a cock in each hand, a mouth covering my pussy and now a mouth on each nipple, sucking them hard. The men changed places as I felt an even bigger cock placed in my hand. From under the mask I saw the cock was very black and large with a menacing, purple head. I panicked as I knew he was going to try and get it into me. I am small and I was sure my pussy was small and tight. He was going to hurt me.

I started to thrash about until a hand slapped me hard across my face and I stopped. The black man asked me if I was scared of his cock in my hand and I nodded. He then said that he was going to hurt me with it and knock me up so I could have his black baby and take him to school with me.

I lay there shaking my head while wanking the cocks in my hand. Then I felt my first orgasm surge through me as my clit was bitten and licked, he was mashing it against my pubic bone. As I came, I dropped the cocks and lay still as I came down from it.

My legs were lifted and I felt a cock pushing against my pussy. I thought, "Why call it a pussy? I am being raped, not making love. He is fucking my cunt." My legs were pulled back until they were against my head and then the cock slid in. the cock head stretched me open, but it felt good. As he slowly slid up me he stopped at my hymen, pulled back slightly, and then thrust forward. I arched my back as he plunged up until he hit my cervix with a tremendous force. I arched my back higher until he pulled out and started to fuck me slowly at first, then banging into me as hard as he could.

I forgot I was being raped as I enjoyed the fucking, but then I knew he was using me as a fuck hole, nothing else. I could feel his fingers bury into the back of my knees as he forced my legs back so he could get deeper into my cunt.

I felt him tense and cum in me. The pressure of his cum and his cock filling me forced the cum out down the side of his cock as he pulled out and forced in again. He pulled out and my legs banged down on the stones under me.

I lay motionless as he got off me. The other man got between my legs pulled them up and he was in me fucking me for the second time in my short life. The man who just fucked me told me he was going to take my gag off, and if I spoke or made a noise it would be the last thing I ever did. I nodded.

He removed my socks from my mouth and I could breathe properly. I wasn't ready as he held my head and I felt his cock touch my lips. He told me to clean him. I did as I was told and opened my mouth for him to enter. I ran my tongue around the head as I could taste my metallic-type taste of blood with his cum and my own.

He pulled out with spit, blood, and cum on my lips, and my head dropped back onto a sharp stone. I then could feel the man who was fucking me harder and harder and I sensed he was near his cum. I was right; he forced his cock in me while holding my hips, stopping me from slipping backwards.

As he pulled out and I lay there again, I wondered why the group hadn't realized I was missing and found me. Then I felt what must have been the black man's cock entering me. The other cocks stretched me, but I could accommodate them. This cock was huge. It was hurting while it stretched me open, forcing my cunt lips in with it. My legs were pulled back again as I felt his weight on me.

As he hit bottom in my cunt, he took my hand to make me feel how much was still to go in. As I gripped his cock I could still get my hand on its length without touching my cunt. He whispered in my ear that it would all go in.

I spoke quietly as I asked him not to hurt me. But he told me that he wanted to find me in 9 months' time to see his black baby. I cried as he fucked me. I now felt another hand between my legs, feeling for my clit. The finger rubbed me hard until I nearly came. As the orgasm overtook all my emotions, I started to shake. As I thrashed around, the black man slowly but steadily pushed into me.

As I reached the apex of my cum, he forced his cock through my cervix into my womb. As he lay on me, he took my hand and showed me that the whole length of his huge cock was inside me. He led my hand to my stomach and I could feel his cock head near my belly button. He kissed me hard on my lips as he fucked me hard, but not taking his cock out of my womb.

I just lay there crying. I knew I was lost. I had nothing left to fight with. They had broken me into a shagged-out slut who just lay there while they fucked me and used me.

After a lifetime he tensed and came in me. I knew he was going to impregnate me. Even as he pulled out, his cock hurt me as the head stretched my cervix.

I was held there for 2 days and I was fucked by them all again and again. At one stage I was fucked in the arse, cunt, and made to suck a cock. Cum was running from my arsehole and cunt continuously. The pain had gone and the humiliation had vanished as I was made to endure every sex act that could be imagined. When they couldn't get hard, they beat me.

At one stage they told me I was going to be sold to a friend and made a prostitute. Even that seemed better than having to endure this punishment. I could tell who was fucking me by their smell and feel of their cock. It was amazing how sensitive your senses become when one is stopped. I still couldn't see.

As I was left to sleep, the black man would lift my legs softly, so as not to wake me, then force his cock up my arse and make me wake up with a start. His cock was larger than the others and he was the only one who was long enough to get into my womb.

I was drenched with emotions with all the orgasms I had. They racked through my body.

As I slept I dreamt that Zoë had found me and as I woke I couldn't hear anything. I was scared to take the mask off or gag out. But I lay there listening for anything. Suddenly I heard a voice say, "Here she is."

I still didn't dare move, not until I felt my mask being removed and then the gag. As I squinted in the dark, I made the shape of Brian in front of me. He asked if I was OK and I nodded and cried. He held me tightly as he wrapped a coat around my naked body. I pulled him against me tightly. I rubbed my hard nipples against him and ground my crotch against his soft cock. I took his hand and told him that I was hurt. He asked me where and I guided his hand to my abused cunt. As I held his hand I bent his finger as it slipped into my cunt. I smiled at him as he slipped it in and out a few times. He then pulled out, pulled the coat around me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

As we sat in the back of the car as it sped towards the hospital, I leaned against him and let my hand fall on his gradually-hardening cock. He smiled at me and told me not now. I smiled and fell asleep in his arms.

A few weeks later, I knew I was pregnant and I knew whose it was. I didn't tell anyone until it was too late. Then on the news I heard that a group of men had been caught who had escaped from prison a few months earlier. As I heard one speak I knew he was the first man to fuck me, but I was shocked to hear the voice of the black man. He was huge with the most evil face I had ever seen. If I met him in town I wouldn't speak to him, he was so scary and ugly.

As I was in hospital about to give birth to my own daughter, I had a strange phone call. I recognized the voice, but couldn't think who it was until he mentioned that he was going to come and visit me to see his baby. What scared me the most was he told me he was going to fuck me again as he wanted to hear me scream again.