Perverts 'R' Us

A Bad Day

By Vampire ( m+/f, young, rape )

Comments, suggestions welcome. Email vampire_51@yahoo.com. This story was written based on suggestions/ideas from an email request. It deviates from my normal type of story line, but I figured that if someone else enjoyed it, maybe the other perverts that frequent this site might too. : Enjoy.

Jenny was enjoying herself, walking home from her friend's house. She had her MP3 player blasting her favorite tunes. He walked faster and slower, keeping time to the beat, swinging her arms, the earbuds blocking out most of the sounds of the street. The only time her attention really focused outside of her tiny, musical world was when she crossed at a corner, always checking both ways as her Mom had drilled into her young mind.

She was now 13, almost a grown adult woman in her mind, but to the average persons view she was still very much a very young girl. He legs were long and straight, not much shape to them at all. Even her last year's growth spurt had only made them longer, not any shapelier much to her chagrin. Her breasts had very recently began to grow, and though still tiny compared to her Mom, older sister, and even some of her friends, she was really happy that they had finally become more than just flat terrain on her chest. Her hips were not really cooperating much in the overall scheme of hers to become a sexy woman sometime in the next two weeks, but it wouldn't be long before she had all the trappings of a full fledged teenager.

Her mind was filled with the music, happenings at school, and the gossip that her friends had been sharing, though since she wasn't allowed to date yet, she couldn't contribute much to the lurid tales her friends told, just a few tidbits that she had seen or heard about, that so and so had French kissed this boy, or that this other girl had let someone feel her up. So many thoughts, so many things to distract her mind from the group of boys that were following her down the long street through the warehouse district. She vaguely noticed the two boys that whizzed by her on their bicycles, but really didn't pay too much attention.

When she reached the alley crossing in the middle of the long block though, she did pay attention. The two boys were standing in front of her, blocking the sidewalk. She just glanced at them and tried to walk around them, but every time she'd move to the side they would block her. They were about 14 or so and laughing nervously as they blocked her. She was getting angry and was about to start yelling at them when she realized that the group of boys that had been behind her had now caught up. There were now 5 boys surrounding her and she was getting scared.

She made a sudden dash for the street, hoping to get around them and get up the street to home, but she didn't even get to the street. One of the boys put his arm out and easily pulled her to him. She started yelling at him to let her go, but he just laughed and so did the other boys. He held her there for a minute, letting her struggle and tell them to let her go. They seemed unsure of what to do next, but the one thing they were all sure of was that they didn't want to let her go. At least not just yet.

She was still angry at the boys, struggling to get loose from the ones arms and trying to kick out at the others. She had no idea what they wanted. She was thinking maybe they were going to take her MP3 player, or maybe the couple of dollars she had in her pocket.

Another of the boys finally stepped up in front of her. When she tried to kick him, he slapped her face hard, shocking her into stunned silence. When his hand slid down her face to her neck and then to her barely there breast and stopped to fondle the nipple, suddenly she realized just exactly what they were doing.

She redoubled her efforts, kicking and screaming, which finally spurred the rest of the boys into some sort of disorganized action.

"Shut her up" one said.

"Get her off the street" said another.

"Bring her in here." said a third.

He opened the door of a small storage shed that ran alongside a bigger building. The boys pushed and pulled the struggling girl along through the dark shed until it opened into a larger area with a stairwell going down. "Bring her down here. I've been down here before and it's a good place. Not many people know about it."

The boys got her down the stairs with a few slips and swear words before getting her into the middle of a small room with a filthy mattress on the floor and a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. There were no windows and only the stairs they had come down for an exit. The boys threw the girl down on the mattress and then stood around her looking down.

None of them spoke. They just looked at her and then at each other as if unsure what to do next. The girl finally spoke to the one that seemed to be in charge.

"What do you want from me?" she sniffled.

"We want to give you something." he laughed.

"What are you going to give me?" she asked quietly.

"This!" he shouted as he grabbed his crotch and thrust his hips out at her. He laughed outrageously as did his friends as they strutted around, now having a leader, rubbing their crotches and taunting her.

"Gonna give it to you, girl. Going to make you take it all. I'll shove it down your throat. You're going to love it, slut."

Still they were keeping their distance, waiting for the older one, almost 15, to take some action, to start things off.

Finally he knelt down beside the terrified girl. When she tried to scoot away, he grabbed her long light brown hair and pulled her back to him. He laughed when she cried out.

"Go ahead and yell," he said. "No one is going to hear you down here." He pushed her back and lay upon her, one leg between hers and began kissing her neck while his hand slid over her side, up to her left breast. When he touched her breast, she thrust up violently, almost knocking him off of her. He swore and pushed her back down and slapped her face twice. "One of you get on each arm and leg. Hold her still. When I'm done, I'll switch off with someone else."

She was stretched, helpless on the dirty mattress and now he had free rein to touch her as he wished. He felt her tiny breasts, and then moved his hands down to her stomach before sliding them up again, this time taking the hem of her shirt with them.

"Nooooo." she cried. "Don't do this."

He just laughed and pushed her shirt up further, exposing her tiny training bra, which brought gales of laughter from the boys. "She don't need no bra. Hell, she don't need nothing but Band-Aids with those little tits. C'mon, get that stupid thing off her. Let's see what she's got."

The boy worked and fumbled at the catch, and finally losing his patience just pulled hard until the bra gave up and came off in his hand.

There was silence now. None of the boys had ever seen a bare breast before, even a tiny one. Pictures, of course, but not a real live one. Then, all of a sudden, as one, they all reached to feel her tits. 5 boys, all feeling her tits, squeezing, pinching and pulling the nipples, accompanied by her cries and whimpers. Then they were wildly pulling her shirt up over her head, pulling her hair in the process when it tangled, making her cry even harder. They took no notice at all. Soon she was laying flat again, the hands again touching her tiny chest at will. Other hands began to explore other areas, her legs, sliding up her thighs. Hands began to pull her jeans down, getting them to mid thigh, before reaching for her panties, pulling them down too.

A chorus of "hell yeah. Shit, look at that cunt. Yum, good enough to eat." went up as they all eyed her bare pussy. A couple of the boys busied themselves feeling her pussy, while one, the most timid one, slid down and began almost reverently to untie her shoes. He slipped them off gently, sitting them aside, and then looking up and seeing all of the others occupied, stealthily rubbed his stiff cock through his pants and began to slowly peel off one white sock, and then the other. He gently stroked her bare feet. No one noticed the wet spot seeping through his pants as he stroked her bare feet while he orgasmed in his pants.

One of the other boys pushed him aside and with one pull, her jeans and panties were gone. They stared for a moment before the boys holding her legs began to pull them apart. Slowly like a blooming flower, her tiny pussy spread open. She lay spread eagled, held down by her arms and legs stark naked before the boys.

He stood and stared for a moment, and then as if in a trance, he pulled off his t-shirt. He had the slim, virile body of a young boy. He kicked off his shoes and then unfastened his pants. There were no thoughts of foreplay, no inkling of concern for her. His cock was hard. He pushed down his pants and underwear together and was as naked as she. His adolescent cock stood straight out, huge to her eyes. He dropped to his knees between hers, and reached out to touch her virgin pussy. His fingers softly ran up and down the lips, and then suddenly he raised his hand and slapped it down on her pussy.

He laughed at her sudden cry. Then he did it again and again. The more he hit her pussy, the more excited he got. Suddenly he could wait no more and he fell forward, cock in hand and in one thrust was all the way inside her. Her virginity was little more than a slight increase in the friction, he went through so fast. His eyes bugged, his teeth gritted. His expression was as terrifying to her as his cock pounding rapid fire into her torn open pussy.

As he reached his peak, his hands found her tender breasts and squeezed with unrelenting pressure, causing the small soft mounds to bulge out between his straining fingers, the milky white flesh bruising as he spasmed through his first cum in a female. Finally he collapsed on her, breathing hard. His hands splayed out to the sides, his hand prints still showing brightly on her tiny tits. When he finally became aware enough to move up and withdraw from her, he saw that the other boys had began undressing as well.

"Next. Dibs" another boy called. He knelt between her widespread thighs and looked down at the pinkish ooze. Her virgin blood mixed with cum dribbled slowly out from her little pussy. He rubbed the head of his cock in the goo and then slipped the head in. He rested a moment in the pushup position, looking down at the mind boggling sight of his cock, the tip imbedded in a real girl. No matter that she was young. No matter that she was being held down by his friends, unwilling. No matter that it was rape. His cock was being clutched by a cunt. A real cunt.

His cock jerked and began spewing even before he thrust in. He quickly dropped his weight on to her and thrust deeply inside, spewing the whole time, thrusting over and over slamming his hips into her until he was spent. Another boy-load deep inside her. As he rolled off, he heard her gag. One of the boys had gotten creative. He was thrusting his cock into her mouth. Within a minute she was retching, spitting up gobs of cum. He didn't last too long either. He was slapping her face yelling at her to swallow but it was no help.

"Let me convince her to do what we tell her." said the first boy. Still naked, but once again hard with the resilience of youth, he held his belt in his hand. He had the sadistic smile of a boy who had tasted the belt himself. He moved around and brought the belt down hard between her legs. Her scream almost made the boys let go to cover their ears, but her violent moves made them realize they couldn't let go. Again the belt hit, again she jerked. Another half a dozen times the belt landed between her legs, before he moved to the side and began beating her chest. Her tiny tits became crisscrossed with red lines. Her screams began to turn to no more than gurgles as her voice became raw. Little of her once white flesh from her armpits to her pussy did not hold bright red lash marks. He stood panting, on the verge of cumming just from beating the girl. But still it wasn't enough.

"Turn her over." he growled. "Get her on her hands and knees." He looked at one of the boys. "Fuck her." he growled.

The boy quickly moved into position and thrust in, causing her head to jerk up. Another boy moved in front and took advantage. They pounded her from both ends, animals in a frenzy. Then a sudden crack as the belt again landed, this time on her back, over and over, welting the little girl as she was brutally fucked. One boy came. Another took his place, then another. Her pussy was used, her mouth fill with cum more than a few times. Over and over and on and on. Finally he could take no more. Hitting her was the best, the most exciting, but he was so hard, so ready. Her mouth was vacant. Her pussy was vacant.

He looked at her beaten back, her cum-dripping pussy. He knew what he wanted. His cock was like a steel rod. He pushed the tip into her. Then thrust as hard as he could. She screamed anew. The intruding cock thrust again. And again. When it finally rested it was buried balls deep up her asshole. He reached under her and pinched her nipples hard between his fingers and pulled as he thrust. The sadistic young boy was learning a lesson that would stay with him for life, that his greatest satisfaction would be brutally raping young girls, using their every hole, hurting them for fun. When his final load was deep in her bowels, he stood and slowly dressed along with his friends. Before he left, he walked over to her. He flipped her onto her back with his foot. He held his cock in his hand and pissed on her face. Then they left.

Jenny lay there a long time before realizing they were gone. Every part of her hurt. She didn't want to move, but she knew she had to get out and get help. She knew she was badly hurt. She tried to get to her feet, but couldn't do it. Her legs wouldn't work right. Her arms were weak. She struggled to her knees.

As she tried again to get to her feet, she saw movement. An old black man was standing near her. "Help me please." she cried, relieved to see someone who could help her. "Some boys raped me and hurt me. Please help me." as she slumped back onto the dirty mattress.

"Looks like they whipped you."

"Yes."

"And they raped your pussy?"

"Yes."

"And your ass?"

"Y-y-yes."

"And shoved it in your mouth?"

"Yes, it was horrible."

She jumped a bit at the sound of his zipper, but she didn't even cry. When she saw his large black cock rising, she just lay her head back down on the piss-stained mattress and closed her eyes.