Danielle Gets Boffed
by ShinwaNoTanuki (aka Jake Baker)

"Why me?" the girl sighed and thumped down on her bed. She stared at
the ceiling for a while, then got up, turned off the light, and
slipped into bed more intentionally this time.

It was January the fifth. All of her friends had gone back to college,
but she didn't go back for two more days. It was awful - this town was
so boring without her friends. But the dorms didn't open at U of C for
two more days. She sighed deeply again - it was so unfair. She
imagined spending a few days on the beach before classes started up
again, but no, she was stuck in snow-bound Stratton, Vermont. There
was a reason she had taken university elsewhere!

At least her folks were out for the night, visiting her grandma in New
York. They had begged her to go with them, but Danielle refused. It's
not that going to New York didn't sound exciting, but that it sounded
dreadfully boring with her parents and grandmother. Danielle had spent
the day alone in the boring town, and was now going to spend a boring
evening. Nothing to do but sleep and hope Wednesday came sooner than
later.

Well, that's not quite true. She had spent the morning with her friend
Beth. They had looked around the local mall together. She hadn't seen
Beth for almost two years, as Beth had done a year overseas after high
school. She wore her flirtiest miniskirt and a skin-tight bikini top
to show her friend, clothing completely inappropriate for the cold
weather. She had been such a prude in high school, she wanted to show
Beth that California had really changed her.

Danielle had been a real wallflower in high school. She had bad zits
and bad hair and a completely flat chest. So she had never attracted
the boys, and as a steady low-B student, she had never earned acclaim
as a student either. When she had finally arrived in college, she made
a conscious decision to change herself, and had joined the track team.
The friends she made there showed her how to eat right to get rid of
her zits and how to treat her hair gently. Now her skin was virtually
flawless, and her hair, while still not the silken golden locks of
some of her friends, was at least attractive now. She liked wearing it
in two shoulder-length pigtails. She thought they made her look
flirty.

But the real change had been the rapid development of her breasts. Her
senior year of high school, they had barely been a B-cup. But she'd
had to buy new bras every semester since then, and she was now
overflowing her DD's. Her tits were big and natural, but had little
droop to them. Danielle was kind of embarrassed about them, and at
first wore loose clothes to hide them, but her California friends had
showed her how to display them properly so she could use them in the
battle of the sexes against men. But they made exercising very hard,
because even in sports bras, the jiggled up and down painfully when
she ran. Even worse, their rapid development had made them very
tender. Danielle was seriously considering getting breast-reduction
surgery. She had heard of the back-problems large-breasted women have,
and didn't want any part in that.

As she had walked Beth back to her car so she could drop her off at
the airport, two men who had been smoking outside the mall hopped down
from their perches and followed the girls. Beth noticed first and
waved her head so Danielle could see. "Ungh..." said Danielle, "What
low-lifes!" She had almost said "niggers", but California and college
had taught her to be more open-minded. She was a liberal girl now. Her
father had almost disowned her when she admitted voting for Nader.

The two black youths watched the white girls hustle to a small green
Plymouth and pull away.

"Bitches!" yelled Jerome after them. As the girls' car pulled quickly
onto the road from the parking lot, he added, "'Hos".

Abe punched his friends arm and grinned at him, "Ow man, what's so
funny!" At 19, Abe was two years older than Jerome and several inches
taller. Jerome respected him, a healthy respect born of fear. Abe held
up his hand palm-open beside his grinning face. "What're those..."
started Jerome, then got it and laughed. Abe let the crayon drop to
the ground and put his hand in his pocket. They walked back into the
mall. They had a friend to go see, and they needed some blow for a
bribe.

- - -

A few hours later, the house was dark and quiet. Moonlight and the
glow of the streetlamps illuminated the insides of the house with the
grayness of pre-dawn, reflected off four inches of snowfall that
covered the ground. More snow drifted down, threatening to clog the
streets in the morning.

Jerome and Abe were dark shapes silhouetted against the snow. Both
wore ratty clothes, not so much for disguise but because that was what
they always wore. They were cocky with the overconfidence that belongs
to teenagers who believe they are immortal - or to teenagers who don't
believe they'll live to see twenty-five anyway. They did not wear
hockey masks. Their breath crystallized the air in front of their
faces. Abe dropped the butt of a cigarette into the snow and waved his
bud on. Their target was the basement window along the side of the
house.  (Ten hours from now, the housewife from next door would find
the cigarette butt in the snow and curse at some unknown hooligan
kids.)

Abe was ready to snap the frame of the window to gain entry, but the
window slid out by itself. Jerome smiled at him, laughing silently,
and Abe squeezed his body through the small portal.

- - -

Danielle awoke. It was still dark outside, she could tell that even
through her closed eyelids, but the snow-amplified illumination made
it hard to tell what time it was. She reached out and adjusted the
alarm clock so that she could read it. Its large red digits displayed
1:13 AM. She sighed and rolled onto her side, adjusting the blanket
slightly for better warmth.

There was a creak on the stairwell. Danielle opened her eyes again,
and got up on her elbows to look at the doorframe. She had left the
door open - no reason to close it, no one else was home. Nothing. She
chided herself and lay back on the bed.

It was as she lay just on the border of sleep, ready to dream of the
sandy beaches of her college life, that she heard a cough from beside
and above her. Her eyes flew open. Two shapes lurked by the side of
her bed, approaching her. She felt the tightness of terror in her
throat and tried to scream.

- - -

"She's awake," hissed Jerome.

"Damn straight!" said Abe, loudly. Now that they had the girl
cornered, there was no reason to sneak around like thieves anymore.
"She's about to experience the kind of thing most white bitches only
dream about!"

Jerome spread his arms wide, leaned towards the girl, and announced
"WWAAAZZZAAAPPPP!"

Danielle had taken some self-defense courses, and now she was glad for
the training. She lurched to her feet, flung the blanket over one of
the two men, and smacked the other one with a badly-placed punch. The
she jumped off the bed and was at the top of the stairs before the two
blacks recovered enough to chase after her.

"Bitch!" Jerome howled off of her, "What's she doin? White girls ain't
supposed to fight back!"

He called out at her as she ran down the stairs, "Where you goin,
bitch? Ain't gonna give you nuthin I ain't given a dozen other white
hos!"

Abe joined in, knocking against the wall, making loud bangs, "COMERE!
My big dick needs some suckin, whore!"

"Yeah, my cock's kinda dry! Why don't you moisten it with your
tongue!"

Danielle heard them as she ran through the living room and kitchen. If
she any doubt what they wanted with her before, she had no doubt now.
Fear gnawed at her flat belly; she was panicking and she knew it. She
knew she had to calm down and get away and get help. There was a phone
in the kitchen. She huddled in the alcove by the back door. It was
only ten steps away. She heard one of the blacks calling from the
living room, "Where'd you go, slut? I'm gonna fill you with so much
cock-meat you're gonna bleed!" The whole situation was made worse for
her because of their fat laughter - she realized they weren't
threatening her because they hated her, but that they were toying with
her, laughing at her fear and helplessness. Mocking the fact that she
was a woman. Her rage at them clouded her mind - how dare they enter
her house! How dare they attack her!

She glanced into the kitchen - no one there. She lunged for the phone
and grabbed it off the wall. She hurried back to her hiding place
while her fingers jabbed "911". She was nervous, however, and mistyped
the number. She dialed again. So intent was she on the phone in her
hands that she did not notice the shape loom over her.

"FOUND YOU, CUNNIE!" Abe yelled. Jerome scurried in from the living
room.

A huge black hand grabbed the phone out of Danielle's hand. "Thought
you could hide from us, huh bitch? You're pretty fucking stupid!" Abe
tossed the phone into the corner and tried to grab the girl's wrist.
Danielle squirmed away and stood up, back against the door. She could
feel the cold air entering through the cracks in the doorframe
chilling her. The girl shivered, staring with hatred at the two black
youths who filled the entranceway completely. Their faces were
invisible in the darkness - she saw them only as a threatening mass of
shadows, black within black.

The light from the window spotlighted the girl for Jerome and Abe.
They both felt their dicks twitch looking at her. She'd been a lot of
trouble, but she'll be worth it, they thought. The girl was 5'5" tall
with long blond hair tied into two long pigtails that trailed over her
shoulders. Her face was round but not plump, with a cute button nose
and sexy, pouting lips. A lock of blond hair fell past her forehead
into her face. The look of her face was very sexy in an innocent sort
of way.

The twenty-year old coed was wearing a large flannel shirt two sizes
two big for her; this was a shame because it hid most of her figure
from Jerome and Abe. She was wearing plain cotton panties, but was
completely naked below them. Her tanned legs stuck out from her waist
like two curvy marble pillars. Since entering college, she had started
a daily exercise routine which involved several miles of running and
swimming. It had toned her legs perfectly. The California sun had
baked her body until it was a light tan, almost umber.

Abe came a step closer, his voice a mocking whisper, "Hey, baby, why
don't you show your best friends here some friendliness and take off
that shirt. Hmm? I'd love to take a look at your titties. I saw you in
your bikini today, and I bet you have great big titties. Wouldn't
seeing her titties be good, bro?"

"Yup," said Jerome, licking his lips. "Give us a peek bitch. Take it
off nice and slow, give us a good show, or I'll have to beat you a
bit...."

Danielle sprang forward suddenly, "Bastards!" she yelled. She plowed
into Abe, her fingernails draggin scars into his cheek. It was
amazing, but the 115 pound girl managed to knock aside the 200 pound
bruiser, probably from the sheer vehemence of the attack. Then
Danielle was past the first black, and tried to dodge around the
second boy.

As Abe screamed in rage at having been clawed, Jerome just started
laughing and backhanded the girl as she tried to shoulder past. The
girl flew backwards into Abe, who grabbed her in a bearhug. "Gotcha,
bitch!" he snarled, "You're gonna pay for that!"

Abe dragged the girl into the living room. She kicked at his shins
with her bare feet the whole way. "We found ourselves a fighter!" said
Jerome.

"Good," snarled Abe, "I hate it when they go all limp and just cry. I
like a girl with a little spirit!" He dragged her into the middle of
the room and stopped. He grabbed her arms and put the girl into a
headlock, which is a little difficult because he was almost a foot
taller than she is. "Get this cunt naked, J." said Abe, easily holding
onto the fiercely struggling coed.

Jerome pulled a long knife from its sheath in his back pocket. The
metal glinted in the faint light of the room. He grabbed the hem of
the girl's shirt and yanked it toward him. Danielle kicked at him, but
he dodged and smacked her leg down. "Be quiet, bitch!" he shouted, "I
really don't wanna cut you, but if you make me, I don't give a shit.
You'll fuck just as well with or without some slices taken out of
you."

Danielle's eyes grew even wider, until her irises were surrounded by
white, but knew that she was in real danger of being really hurt. She
had hoped to avoid getting raped all together. Now, she just prayed
they wouldn't hurt her too bad.

Jerome pulled the flannel tight and ran the sharp blade up from her
waist to her neck, sawing the material in half. Danielle felt sick to
her stomach as he sliced under her arms and then the flannel shirt
dropped to the floor with a soft swishing sound.

"Holy mother of a bitch!", Jerome gaped as he saw the girl's tits
jiggle into freedom. "Motherfuckingfuck! She's gotta have tits the
size of watermelons!"

Abe looked down at the girl, sniffed her hair and stared at her tits
from above. He chuckled, "Heh heh heh. You're right, J. Those are some
fucking knockers."

"They're like fucking water balloons!" Jerome reached out and grabbed
one in each hand. "No, don't touch me you fucking jerks!" screamed
Danielle with helpless rage. He squeezed. "oh, damn, they're so warm
and soft!"

Abe grabbed up both the girl's wrists in one hand, and holding them
high over her head, reached around with his other to paw at her joy-
bags. Her white flesh was smooth and warm. It was full and kneaded
pliably under his strong hand. Danielle whimpered in humiliation as
three hands pawed at her charms.

Abe grabbed one of her pink nipples between his forefinger and middle
finger and then twisted his wrist hard. Danielle screamed as the pain
shot through her tit into her chest. Abe felt her heart thump loudly.
"Bitch!" Abe snarled, shoving the girl into Jerome, who snatched her
up and held her wrists tightly behind her head before she could take
the chance and escape. "Bitch! I owe you somefin!" Abe rubbed his
cheek gingerly, were three light red marks showed where Danielle had
scratched him.

Abe turned around and there was a swish as he took off his belt.
Jerome cackled in her ear, "Ya shouldna done that, 'ho. Now you gonna
get some pain!" At first, Danielle had no idea what the man meant.
Wasn't being naked and felt up by two strangers painful enough? Even
when Jerome shoved his knee into her back, forcing her to stick her
chest out so that her nipples stood upright in the air marking two
succulent targets the bitch didn't get it.

Not until Abe screamed "WHORE!!!" and lashed out with his belt, his
huge body lurching forward with the power of the blow and his belt
fanned through the air and landed with a loud wet slap against her
naked tit did Danielle get it. She howled in her pain, pinwheeling her
legs and trying to claw her captor as the mark on her tit began to
bruise. Her tits were so big they jiggled with the blow, and Abe
watched them, laughing at their funny antics.

"Struggle some more, bitch," Jerome chuckled, "I like the way it makes
your melons jiggle."

"Fuck this man," said Jerome, who was having some difficulty holding
the fighting girl, "I came here to do some fucking - lets do it!"

Abe growled, "Yeah - ok, fuck you man, I wanted to paint her other tit
too, you know, so she'd have a matching pair. But fuck that - lets
just fuck the dog."

"No no DON'T" screamed Danielle as Abe grabbed one of her sexy legs in
each hand. He slid his hands up until they found her white cotton
panties, and slid them off. "Shaved bush." Smiled Abe. "I knew this
babe liked it rough. DOWN YOU GO!"

Abe let go of the girls legs and Jerome let go of her arms. The girl
fell on her ass with a shriek, but then brought up all four limbs to
try to ward Jerome off, who had volunteered himself for the first fuck
of the night. "BITCH" he screamed at her, grabbing her wrists and
twisting them up above her head. Abe grabbed the cunt's legs and
pulled them back and open, so her tight cunnie spread its lips in the
cold winter air. The girls perky tits smiled up at Jerome, who put his
head into one and started chewing on it. The girl cried and tried to
struggle, but then 200 pound Abe sat on her hands so Jerome's were now
free. He reached down and unbuttoned his pants, dragging his blood-
engorged dick out. Danielle couldn't see it where she was, staring up
wide eyed into the smiling faces of her rapists, but she felt it edge
hungrily against her thigh and slide up until it was firmly against
her open vagina. She felt the warm slime of pre-cum it had left on her
white thigh.

"Here I come, bitch. Ready or not!" shouted Jerome and ploughed into
her pussy. The blond University of California coed shrieked up at
them. She could feel the hot dick shaft up her precious vagina. It was
big - bigger than any of her (few) boyfriends had been, and Jerome was
not trying to be gentle. Jerome started drooling on her tit as he
humped into his white bitch like a dog in heat. "Take it bitch take
this fuck me bitch fuck me back you goddamn whore you filthy white
whore you cum-sucking nigger-fucking daddy-fucking slut..." Jerome
chanted it like a mantra, in between taking bites that left teeth
marks in her jiggling tit flesh. Both men were still fully clothed,
holding down the buck-naked, trembling, wailing cursing white girl. A
total of 380 pounds of black muscle dwarfed the hapless coed. She
could feel the rapist's jeans scrape roughly against her thighs and
felt his dirty shirt drag on her belly as her fucked her, his chin
tucked into his chest as he fucked her and smacked his lips on her
water balloons.

Abe let the girl's ankles go and her legs collapsed around Jerome.
Each powerful thrust rocked her back on the carpet and made her tits
jiggle and dance. Abe reached down and grabbed the coed by her ears
below her pig tails and yanked her head up. "Look at my bro as he
fucks you, ho!" he shouted at the girl, "He's doing you the favor of
exercising your filthy cunt. Look at him! Look at him and thank him!"

Danielle had squeezed her eyes shut, but Abe found her lashes with his
thumbs and pulled her lids up. She couldn't blink. She look Jerome in
the face. He was grinning and drooling and staring at her. "Thank me
bitch!" he taunted her. Danielle could feel his log violating her
precious innards. "Thank me!" It made her want to throw up; "Thank him
bitch or I'll cut a tit off!" The fear and humiliation caused her guts
to squeeze up. She could barely think. She wanted to fall unconscious
from the brutal assault but somehow she was more awake than ever, and
could feel every nerve of her body. "THANK ME!!!"

Danielle opened and mouth and sucked in the cold air. "Th..." she
started. Jerome laughed at her, egging her on, raping her dry cunt her
mercilessly. She couldn't stand the humiliation. She didn't want to
thank him! She wanted to kill him! If she could get her hands free,
she would claw his eyes out and rip off his testicles. "Ok, bitch!",
she heard the black man sitting on her hands shout at her, "You want
to be down one tit, none of my business!" She saw the glint of metal.

"THANK YOU!" she screamed out. The men laughed, "Again!" said Jerome
as his dick thumped into her. "Thank you...." "Thank you thank you
thank you....." she said it over and over again, hoping the mantra
would make it all better. It didn't.

"Hear that, J?" asked Abe. "Bitch loves getting porked by a brother.
Give it to her!"

"Yeah yeah!" Jerome grunted as he rammed into the sobbing girl, "I'm
fucking you now whore, gonna split you in half with my dick, gonna
knock you up; you gonna be my bitch forever!"

Danielle sniveled, tears running down her sexy face. "No...." she
moaned. She didn't want to have a baby! She didn't want a black nigger
rapist's baby! "No!" she said, energized from renewed anger, "No! You
fucking asshole! I'm not having your baby! *gck*" Abe had grabbed her
cheeks and pushed them in, forcing her mouth open, Jerome eagerly
stuck his face into hers and started raping her mouth with his tongue.
Danielle felt the slimy, horrible thing roam around her mouth like a
worm. The black youth's breath smelled like stale marijuana,
cigarettes and cheap liquor. She gagged but could not close her mouth.
Jerome's eyes bored into hers, trying to eat her soul.

After only fifteen minutes of pumping, Jerome's body started jerking
spasmodically and he snarled at the bitch "I'm cumming in you cumming
in you you bitch whore dog take it take it TAKE IT!!!"

With a nauseous feeling, Danielle felt the 17 year old boy's cum slurp
into her cunt, spewed up towards her ovula. It was hot in her insides,
and he kept cumming and cumming for a full minute. "DAMN BITCH!"
Jerome said, standing up and tucking his shrinking cock into his
pants, which he buttoned up again, "You're a pretty good fuck. Not the
best, but pretty good. About decent for a five dollar whore!" the
black men chuckled at the girl, who was sobbing, naked, huddled on the
floor, between them. "Your turn now, bro!"

"Yup," said Abe, "but first, before I fuck her, I gotta finish
teaching her what happens to cunts like her who cut me." Abe turned
around, and reached for his belt.

Danielle opened her eyes, and saw one of the two rapists with his back
to her, and the other stretching languidly. Although her legs felt
bruised and her genitals felt like they had been put into an egg-
beater, she lurched to her feet and ran up the stairs. "DAMN IT!" Abe
yelled, and ran after her, taking three steps at a time. He reached
the top of the stairs and saw the naked bitch scuttle into her room.
She grabbed the door's edge and swung it shut as Abe barreled down the
short hallway. The 200 pound black teenager slammed into the door just
as it clicked home and Danielle twisted the lock. Screaming his rage,
Abe slammed into the door again. It trembled, but held.

Inside the relative darkness of her room, Danielle, sobbing and naked,
trembling with terror fear humiliation and pain, cast around for her
bag. Where was it! Damn it damn it damn it! Another jolt shook the
door of the room, and Danielle hopped back in surprise, letting out a
cute little squeak. She saw the strap of her bag under the bed, and
collapsed to her knees, drawing her purse to herself. She opened the
top and scrounged around inside desperately. Her father had given her
a blue Nokea 155 series cell phone for Christmas. She dug it out of
her bag and flipped the top open just as another crash shattered the
wood of the door by the hinges. This was a lady's phone, and had a
dedicated "911" button. Danielle had been so embarrassed to receive
this when she got it.

Operator Jackson took the call. "911; what is your emergency?"

He heard a high pitched, sobbing voice on the other end, "Oh god
please send the cops their in my house they RAPED me..."

Jackson began typing and spoke into his headset, "Please calm down
miss. Where are you?"

"12555 Pine View Ridge. Please hurry...." The operator heard a large
crash from the other end of the line and the girl panicked and said
"oh my god please NO!" There was silence for a moment and then the
phone line went dead. Operator Jackson relayed the information he had
to the local authorities. He prayed that they would make it in time to
save that young woman.

"WHORE!!!" Abe bellowed at the cowering young girl. "Why the FUCK did
you do that?!" He was screaming at her. His voice hit her like a fist
and she cringed. "please don't hurt me anymore..." she whimpered.

Abe snatched the blue cell phone from Danielle and casually flung it
behind him. The electronic device shattered against the wall of the
room. "Oh your gonna pay bitch!" he roared and seized her wrists.
Danielle tried to kick at him, but from her position on the floor, the
motion just made her scoot her bare butt on the carpet. "I called the
cops!" she said, "You better go cause they'll be here any ...
*arhgsf*" she blurted as Abe casually raised her to her feet and
popped her one in the belly.

"I don't fucking care bitch! I'm gonna fuck you one way or the other!
J, help me out here man!"

Jerome grabbed the girls legs and helped Abe wrestle her to the bed.
It wasn't all that hard, since she was very light, it's just that she
squirmed a lot. "I wanna take this bitch like the dog she is!" Abe
growled, so Jerome twisted her legs around and pushed them under her
until she was kneeling on all fours on her own bed, facing the
headboard.

Abe's dick trembled upright as he sidled up behind the coed. The girl
was trembling hard; she looked over her shoulder trying to see what
was going on; the sight of her cute face looking fearfully at him
through blond pigtails turned him on even harder.

Danielle's face was yanked back forward by the nigger who had first
raped her. Jerome grabbed her pigtails and yanked her head around. The
black youth was sitting in front of her, leaning back against the
headboard, his ass on her pillow, his legs spread wide. He held her
face inches from the crotch of his jeans. "Bitch!" he snarled and spit
on her. "I'm getting bored..." he flashed the knife at her, "Mebbe you
can think of something interesting to do with yur mouth?"

Abe grabbed the coed's narrow waist and squeezed, pulling her back
onto his eager cock. "Spread you legs, bitch!" he yelled. When
Danielle kept her legs clenched together, he simply kneed her legs
wide apart so that her raped cunt stood wide open for him. His fat
purple cock-head squeezed past her bruised cunt lips. Danielle's blue
eyes grew wide and watered with pain. "oooo...." She moaned. "nooo....
stop, its too big...." The suffering girl could feel Abe's dick slide
into her like a fiery hot Yule log. She knew it was going to split her
in half. It was much bigger than Jerome's dick, which she had thought
was huge and painful. Abe laughed and her and smacked her delicious
ripe ass with one hand, the sound of the smack punctuating her groans
like a drumbeat. "Take it bitch!" Abe screamed at her, his dick half
buried in her twat, "Take my dick you fucking white whore! Bitch! I'm
gonna kill you with my dick! You're gonna bleed and die! Hahahaha!!!!"

Danielle continued to moan in agony as the black breeder jammed his
staff further up her cunt. Jerome looked into her desperate wide eyes
and giggled. "You're so cute, bitch! You know what I would like? That
cute mouth of yours wrapped around my fat dick! Licky licky!"

Abe had now buried himself most of the way in her fuck-shaft and he
began pumping into her. Danielle's body rocked back and forth as he
raped her, her pigtails and dangling udders marking his pace like
fleshy metronomes. Jerome still held onto her pigtails like they were
handles, so the bitch had no choice but to look at him through hazy
eyes. Her mouth opened slightly and her breath came in hard puffs as
she was fucked from behind. "Yeah, bitch, soon your mouth is gonna
feed on my tasty cock!"

Still keeping hold of one pigtail, he used the other hand to unbutton
his fly and fish out his dick once again. Then he took the knife and
held it next to her ear - with all her rocking back and forth from the
increasingly violent raping she was receiving, he almost cut her ear
off accidentally! He forced her face down so her mouth was only a half
inch from his dick. Danielle could smell it - it smelled like sweat
and cum and her cunt - it made her nauseous. "Now you suck bitch or I
start carving you like a Christmas turkey!"

Danielle's guts churned. The bigger black man fucking her was far
meaner than his brother had been - he kept slapping her sexy ass
cheeks and calling her filthy names. The bitch was not even sure how
her cunt was taking his massive cock - it was like a horses dick.
Bigger even. She wanted to scream at them, to make them stop hurting
her, to make them stop using her and treating her like a rag doll,
like an animal, like something not even alive. She wanted to tell them
she felt pain and fear and was human being, and they were hurting her
and would they please stop.

In truth, this would have made it more entertaining for Jerome and
Abe. They liked teaching white whores their place.

Jerome, tired of this bitches lackadaisical attitude, opened her mouth
by pulling on her cheek and inserted his plump dick into her wet
mouth. Danielle's gagged on the taste and tried to pull away, but
Jerome laughed and forced her head down by painfully yanking on her
pigtails. "There you go, bitch, I knew you'd like it. Why don't you
suck on it a bit? I know its small now, but I'm sure you can get it to
grow nice and big! Hahaha! And don't worry - you'll be tasting a lot
of my dick tonight. I'm gonna shove it all the way into your belly!
I'm gonna rape your throat and cum in your belly. Your gonna deep
throat my dick so much you'll forget how to breath! Bitch!"

Jerome's fat wet dick flopped about in her mouth, gaining strength
with each passing moment. The girl wasn't sucking - she just let his
dick lay limp in her mouth. Jerome said "Hey bitch!" and nicked her
ear with his knife. The suffering bitch tried to raise her head to
look at him, but did not succeed. Only her eyes could roll up. "Hey
bitch, suck on my dick! Use your fucking lips and tongue! Do it you
fucking dog or I'll cut you. You worthless whore, you think its pretty
fucking funny to not suck on my dick don't you? DON'T YOU!"

Jerome's anger frightened Danielle and she whimpered. Her ear stung
from the slice knife had given it and above everything else she could
feel Abe happily rutting himself into her. She closed her eyes and
then her lips closed on Jerome's dick. She felt it jerk in her mouth;
it was the most disgusting thing she had ever done. Her mouth-rapist
beat her about the head a little and told her to use her tongue;
Danielle, who had never sucked a dick before, rolled her wet tongue
around the huge dick. There wasn't much room left in her mouth to move
her tongue around.

"What are you doing you fucking bitch!" Jerome screamed at her,
"Fucking look at me when I fuck your face! Look at me with your
fucking eyes! Look in my face! Bitch whore! Yeah that's it bitch LOOK
at your fucking master. Hahaha. And use your tongue more, suck on it
bitch SUCK ON IT!"

Danielle's blue eyes stared up at Jerome. She could barely see him in
the darkness of her room - he was just a shapeless monster looming
over her. She felt his dick harden under her lips and tongue. She felt
Abe's giant cock ramming away at her sensitive insides. She was
choking on fear and nausea and pain and Jerome's big dick.

Jerome leaned comfortably against the headboard of the bitch's bed.
Even though he had just cum a load in this whore's tight cunt, he felt
himself growing in her mouth. The pressure of her lips and the
inexpert stroke of her tongue sent shivers of pleasure down his dick,
through his gonads, and up his spine. He gazed at her lovely face,
right into her big blue doll eyes. "Suck me bitch," he moaned, "Gonna
cum down your throat. Suck the cum right out of my dick."

Abe was gripping her hips so tightly he left bright red finger marks
in her flesh every time he moved his hand to slap her ass. He loved
the way her tanned assflesh jiggled when he hit her; he loved the
little muffled barking noise she made. She was so small and he was so
huge that he literally could not get his whole dick in her twat. He
only got two thirds of it in before he was pressing against her hymen.
Her cunt sucked at his cock like a vice. He was getting pissed at her
though. This bitch was a real waste of his fucking time.

He pulled out suddenly and the bitch almost collapsed, but he put his
hand right in between her legs and hoisted her back up. The girl
squealed. "No bitch! Stay like that! Keep your fucking ass in the air!
Keep your daddy-fucking legs open, I'll be back!" Then he slid off the
bed and went out the shattered bedroom door. For the minute, Jerome
was alone, face-fucking his victim. He got up on his knees to
reposition his now-hard dick so it could slide down her throat. The
bitch's blue eyes were right on him when he said, "Now you deep
throat-me bitch! Better breath while you fucking can cause you ain't
gonna be able to for a long while!" He snickered and pulled her toward
him by her pigtails. The girl screamed as his log began moving down
her throat. Her throat pumped like she was going to throw-up as the
huge log made its way down her throat, clearly visible as a lump in
her throat. "Ooo... that's it, you whore! Now you're sucking good!
Hahaha!"

Danielle felt the pull of the bed as the other black man got into the
bed again behind her. She wanted to turn her head to see what was
happening, but when she moved her eyes off the nigger in her mouth he
smacked her upside the head. She had to concentrate on breathing so it
was hard to tell what as happening behind her. She felt Abe's cold
hands touch her ass and spread her cheeks. Then OH MY GOD she felt his
finger, greased up with Vaseline, inch into her asshole! NONONO! She
tried to scream, but all she ended up doing was giving Jerome a good
dick-massage.

Abe was not the gentle type - all he cared about was getting his big
dick in her shitter. So he roughly punched his middle finger into her
bunghole and then lubed his dick head too, then tossed the container
of Vaseline aside and grabbed her hips again. He forced the fist-like
knob of his cock against Danielle's tight anal ring and started
pushing, screaming his hate at her, "YOUR GONNA FEEL PAIN NOW BITCH!
YOUR SHITHOLE WILL FUCK ME! YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SHIT AGAIN!
HAHAHA! HOW"S IT FEEL, WHORE, WHO DOES IT FUCKING FEEL??!!!"

Jerome was laughing like a hyena, "Oh shit man you should see this
'ho's eyes. They look like they gonna pop right out of her skull? What
you using to fuck her, a log?"

"Shit no, J! All I got is my dick in her. FUCK she's tight in here.
UUNNGGGHHH..." he roared as he pushed more of his dick into the
trembling bitch.

Danielle thought she'd been in pain when he had raped her pussy. She
had been right, but now she was in fucking agony. Her whole asshole
burned like he had poured gasoline into it and set it on fire. The
sensation of that big dick going the wrong way up her pooper was
driving her insane. It felt like the biggest shit she had ever taken.
Her eyes rolled into her head and she started drooling. (Though part
of her drool was due to the fact that her mouth was being dislocated
by having to stretch over Jerome's fat pig's dick.)

Jerome nicked her ear again and yelled at her, "Didjeye stop telling
you to look at me bitch? There ain't nuthin goin on in yer ass that
concerns me! Look at me with your pretty eyes while I do you the favor
of choking you with my dick!"

Danielle tried as hard as she could to obey the nigger with the knife,
but the pain in her ass was so great she could barely open her eyes.
Tears ran down her cheeks and made puddles on Jerome's crotch.

It was a funny sight - the slight college coed surrounded by two huge
black teenagers, one with his dick in her throat so far it made a big
lump in her throat and the other, even bigger black man, thrusting
into her tight asshole. The girl trembled from side to side - her
hands made useless fists next to Jerome's waist. Her knees and elbows
were getting rubbed red raw from being fucked so much. Her hanging
titties swayed like udders. In a final, brilliant stroke of
humiliation, both boys were still completely dressed, shoes and socks
and everything, with only their hard dicks thrusting out of their open
flies. The buck naked twenty year old between them was obscene in
comparison. She glistened with sweat in the pale winter light.

The boys showed no interest in slowing or stopping. Sweat began to
pour off their bodies and soak into their clothes. Jerome began
humping his dick in her throat - it felt like a sucking moist cunt -
jerking her head forward and back in time with his strokes.

It was then, as the stink of sweat boiled off the two youths into the
snowy night, that the door downstairs was busted open. Neither boy
heard it, but continued his pleasure cruise with Danielle's beaten and
raped body. They did not hear the footsteps running up the stairs as
they raped their fuck-toy. They did not notice as a police officer,
gun drawn, ran into the room, holding the gun on them.

to be continued...