I couldn’t believe what I was seeing with my own eyes. My best friend, doing this to a girl I had gone to school with for six years. And then to leave the tape of it right on the coffee table. He had to know I was going to look at it when the label said, “Rape 101”.

I’m sorry! I’m getting way ahead of myself here. Let me back it up to the beginning of the tape for you. Mike had just left me to run out for some food. He’s expecting a friend to come over and asked me to wait for him. My name’s Dick and the girl on the tape is Jayne. All through school we were referred to as Dick and Jayne. Not to mention the taunts such as, “See Dick do Jayne.” and “Run Jayne, run.” That sort of pushed us into between best of friends. In the last couple of years of school, I had often hit on her, but she was much more interested in Mike, so I stayed in the wings. Now I was going to kick his ass and do everything I could to keep her away from him.

The minute Mike left for the food, I sat back to watch some TV. When I saw the tape sitting right in front of me, naturally I had to check it out. I popped it into the VCR and sat back on the couch to check it out. I’ve never even fantasized about roughing up a girl during sex, so I really didn’t expect to see what I was about to see, despite the title. The camera was obviously set up after the poor girl was incapacitated, because it seemed to start well after she had been placed in the position I was seeing her in.

I was shocked to see the girl was Jayne, and obviously it had to be Mike’s sick sense of humor. The camera was arranged so that it showed the head of the bed where Jayne was and there wasn’t anything of her I couldn’t see. It was off to one side a bit and her face would have been clearly visible if it weren’t for her bondage implements. She was blindfolded and had one of those ball gags tightly secured to her mouth, thus making her almost pant to get enough air in through her nostrils. But that was just the start of what I saw.

She had a couple of pillows under her back holding her torso at about a thirty degree angle, and both of her hands were tied to the bedposts. But I guess that wasn’t enough for Mike, because he had tied each of her legs to the same posts. Each ankle had been drawn so close to the top bedposts that it left her trussed up like a pretzel. The only thing that Jayne had on was a pair of panties and they were clearly straining against her pose. I felt a little ill with myself when I took a good look at the very boobs I had tried so hard to get a peek at for the last several years.

Normally, I would have just thought that this was a tape of sex play, but the fright and fear on her face made it very clear that she was anguished over what was happening to her. When Mike got back, he was going to be in for an earful of dialogue. It was easy to tell that she had left him after this ordeal and that was probably why she wasn’t here as we had planned. We were supposed to watch a movie, but certainly not this sick shit.

Mike didn’t appear to be in the room and Jayne’s reaction proved this when she turned her head when there was a loud bang from the door shutting next to the bed. That’s when I saw she had in some of those foam earplugs. I understood now that she wasn’t going to be able to say who had actually raped her because all her senses had been banished for the moment. That’s when I saw Mike crawling onto the bed just between her legs. I started freaking out when I saw he had a large kitchen knife in his hand. I grew so alarmed for my friend that I almost stopped the tape to call the cops.

I watched Mike as he took the tip of the knife and ran it right over the center of her panties as if to let her know of the knife’s existence. He must have poked right at her clit, because she lurched backwards as much as her binds would allow. The fear on her face was growing. Then Mike slid the knife under the taut band right over her slit and with one quick pull, sliced through the fabric which exposed a quick peek of a very closely cropped swath of hair. He lifted the top end back and exposed her a little more, and then finished cutting the rest of them off her. I always knew Jayne had a magnificent body, but I was feeling even more ill when I realized I had a raging hardon from this twisted viewing I was getting.

Jayne’s chest was heaving and her nipples were extremely hard from her fright. She couldn’t possibly be more tightly tied in a splayed fashion for her attacker to have easy access to her crotch, and now without even the flimsiest of protection that her panties had offered her, she was exposed to the world. I was getting really pissed at Mike. As the scene continued to unfold, that anger towards him would continue to grow.

The knife seemed to disappear which made me feel a little better, but then he started the verbal assault on her. I could hardly believe the cynicism in his voice, but I quickly became aware why he might be abusing my friend so greatly as he spoke.

“Well, you’re time has come. You wanted to fuck other guys, and now it’s going to happen. But I bet you never thought I was going to be the one to make it happen, huh?”

Jayne began fretting and twisting under the ropes holding her. She was freaking out even more than I was at the sight of this happening to her. In her position, that fucker could bring in the football team and she would be totally powerless to stop them. The earplugs didn’t seem to stop all the sound because it was evident that she could hear him talking.

He ran a couple of fingers through her slit pretty deeply and that made her shudder. She was slapping her head back and forth as if to tell him not to do this to her, but he only laughed at her. I got really pissed when he so smugly suggested to her to be quiet and enjoy it all. I was going to kick his ass the second he walked through that damn door. He must have toyed with her pussy for several minutes, all the while telling her that he had brought by a special friend so he could help himself to her. I could see when he slid his fingers in and out of her that her body was involuntarily responding to his actions. Hell, my body was doing about the same thing.

I suddenly had a chill run down my spine when I wondered where Jayne was right now. I really couldn’t do anything about it yet, but the second I got my hands around his fucking neck, I would find out before I called the police and gave them the tape. All I can say is that she better be okay.

Mike leaned over and spent another couple of minutes eating her pussy. I figured this was his last shot at her before turning her over to the friend he had mentioned. I had always heard Mike talking about how much he loved eating her out, so it seemed like this was definitely a parting gesture.

I watched as he got off the bed and went out of sight. I heard the bedroom door open and him telling his friend to be sure to be quiet so she wouldn’t be able to identify him. Jayne had cocked her head towards the door and seemed to understand what he had said to his friend.

“Now, isn’t that the hottest piece of tail you ever saw. You can have at either hole from this angle. She won’t mind.”

Jayne went nuts struggling fruitlessly when the bed moved under the weight of the friend getting onto the bed. I guess he was just sitting back and checking out his victim before attacking her, because he wasn’t in the picture yet. And then the picture focused in tighter on Jayne’s tightly bound face. Her pussy went from view, but her chest was still heaving and her breathing was getting labored over her impending doom. Sweat from her fear was running down the valley of her tits, and I don’t think I’d ever seen nipples as hard as hers were now.

Jayne was struggling to get enough breath in through her nostrils when she suddenly paused and took several quick sniffs. She must have smelled another mans’ cologne or some other scent, because she again banged her head from side-to-side and was beginning to cry. It was painfully obvious that her attacker was messing with her crotch from the quick pause her face showed just before her head started convulsing slightly. After a minute of that, I figured he had to be eating her out. As tortured as she was, she was also showing signs of having her girlish goods abused. I couldn’t blame her for her reactions. If she were my sister, I would hate myself, but I would still tell her to go along as far as she could and wait for an opening to escape. Trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey didn’t make it seem like an escape would be coming soon.

I figured Mike had pulled in tighter on the shot so Jayne’s attacker would never be found out, but I was sure I could beat it out of him. Especially when I heard him standing on the other side of the room apparently, giving his cohort suggestions on ways to abuse her. I couldn’t tell what the guy was doing to her, but her whole body began shaking violently. I was hoping that her mind was going into a pleasant place while these fuckers raped her so that she could escape her torment to some degree. And then it became very obvious to me that he was beginning to fuck her.

I absolutely hated myself when I found my own hand in my crotch and rubbing my hardon. Luckily, no one was there to see how disgusting I was behaving myself. I just couldn’t pull my eyes away from the sight of her. Her boobs were still as taut and tight to her body today as they had been three years ago. I couldn’t get the hardness of her nipples out of my mind. And seeing her body getting banged even further into the headboard then she already was, was making my prick leak precum.

Mike just kept goading his friend into fucking the hell out of her and making sure that Jayne knew he was recording it all for her to watch her own rape later on. It seemed like he was really pissed at her for catching her cheating on him or something like that. He was putting her through an absolute hell over it. She didn’t deserve this no matter what she had done to him. I was going to fuck him up so bad.

I looked around the room for a moment and then found my hand going to rub my crotch much more openly. Now I was between praying for her safety and lusting to take part in her attack. I was so fucking disgusted with myself, but sometimes a man’s dick takes on its’ own life. I watched as her tormented look and her flailing to get free turned into what could only be described as submission to the unchangeable. My fuck-up of a friend could be heard asking her if she wanted it to stop, but she was clearly very close to a climax, willing or not. He told her to raise her head as high as she could to signal ’yes’ if she wanted her attacker to continue. Once again, I couldn’t blame her for giving in to her demise. Her head flung as far up off the pillows as it could go, and she held it there.

I watched as the constant thumping that was pushing at her grew slower, but more intense. Her nostrils flared, and her sniffing grew loud while trying to get enough air to stay conscious. Then she couldn’t last any longer, and I heard her whimpering just as loud as the ball gag in her mouth would allow. Her face was so red. I realized at some point that I had pushed my hand under my belt and was fingering my prick. And then all hell fell in on me.

“Dick! Dick, help me. Please, help me.”

I knew that was Jayne’s voice and it appeared to be coming from the bedroom behind me. I yanked my hand from my pants as I stood to head for the bedroom. I flung the door open to see that Jayne was still tied down, hands and feet to the headboard. Her blindfold was gone and the ball gag was only secured partly to her face with one side of the strap hanging down. I rushed over to her telling her that I would get her free in seconds and that Mike was going to die. But, she shook her head making the ball gag flop around and whispered, “No!”.

I was puzzled as I got on the bed beside her and reached for the ropes on my side to untie her. But again she said, “No.” When I looked at her, her face was filled with a look I had only dreamed of and her stare into my eyes was so intense I was trying to make sense of her proclamations. Then she slowly looked behind me and nodded towards something.

I got the surprise of my life when I saw a TV and on the screen was the very spot on the couch I had been sitting on. Mike had set up a camera to show what was going on in the other room for Jayne to see. I could hear that the voice from the recording was on this set as well as in the living room. That meant that she had seen me playing with myself as I watched her getting raped by Mike and his friend. I looked back at her face in total puzzlement, and she didn’t make it much clearer for me when she told me to fasten the gag again. When I was sunned into just watching her eyes, she began begging me to refasten it. I have no idea why, but I started to press the velcro band back around her head and pushed on the ball to get it into her mouth.

I went back and forth from the TV to Jayne’s eyes. I wouldn’t find out until later that there had never been another guy, despite that both I, and Jayne had thought there was, but it was all Mike and a few tricks. I looked down at her chest as it heaved gently compared to earlier on the recording. Finally seeing her perfect little mounds got me raging hard again, and when I saw her pussy it got worse for me. I could still see the remnants of her attackers cum seeping from her very exposed hole. I looked back at her and was weirdly thankful when I saw her lift her head off the pillow and stared at me. She was straining to hold her head in the air. I could see what she was doing and got on my knees between her legs. I dropped my pants and didn’t see any sign of her wanting me to stop, so I ran my fingers up through the slop left behind by her other attackers. I guess she figured it didn’t matter who had at her now. It felt so heavenly as my cock slid ever so easily into her upturned bottom. I had dreamed of feeling her wrapped around my prick for years, and it felt awesome. I gritted my teeth as I began a steady stroking into her, and then bent over to nibble at her nipples. I was becoming so dominating.

I felt like I was about to rape my poor friend when I heard a cell phone ringing. Jayne’s eyes pointed me to the side of the bed and I paused long enough to grab the phone and open it.

“Hello?”

“Hey buddy! Having a good time I hope. Hold the phone so both of you can hear.”

I was way to shocked to say anything considering what I was doing to his girl. I leaned close enough so we could both hear what he had to say. My cock was so hard and she was gripping it so tightly with her cunt muscles that I felt as evil as I ever had in life.

Then as we listened, Mike said, “April fool’s!”

Our eyes locked in the most passionate look two people could ever share. I didn’t know if she was in on this joke or not, but now she was going to get a royal fucking whether she was or not.