Beth's new friends

Part 5

The worn cushions of the couch yielded beneath Beth's weight, her eyelids growing heavy as the late-night movie's plot meandered. A sudden vibration jolted her awake, the television's flickering glow revealing Jimmy's urgent text message: "Come to construction site asap."

Her heart pounded against her ribs, a chilling fear seizing her. Was he injured? In some kind of danger? Scrambling to her feet, she fumbled for her clothes, her mind racing with terrifying possibilities. The drive to the construction site was a blur of flashing streetlights and the panicked rhythm of her own breath.

Pulling up to the deserted site, an oppressive silence hung heavy in the air. "Jimmy?" she called out, her voice barely a whisper against the vast darkness. Another text arrived, a simple command: "Go to the roof."

Navigating the labyrinth of skeletal structures, she stumbled upon a dimly lit stairwell. Each creaking step sent echoes through the hollow building, amplifying the pounding in her ears. As she ascended, hushed voices filtered down from above, sending a shiver down her spine.

Suddenly, a hooded figure materialized from the shadows, a gloved hand clamping over her mouth, cutting off her startled cry. Beth struggled fiercely, her limbs flailing, but the grip was unyielding.

Dragged upwards, she fought with every ounce of strength, her muffled cries swallowed by the night. The metallic clang of a tool echoed through the air, followed by the sound of ripping fabric. The hood was yanked off, exposing her to the harsh chill of the night air, her breath misting in the cold.

Fear gnawed at her as she was hauled towards the edge of the roof, the city lights twinkling far below, a mocking reminder of her isolation. They shoved her face-first onto a rough wooden plank, her arms wrenched behind her back and bound tightly.

The whispers grew louder, the menacing figures circling her like vultures. A wave of nausea washed over her, the blood pounding in her ears. Trapped, exposed, and utterly vulnerable, Beth's mind raced, desperately searching for a way out of this nightmare. But as the whispers intensified, coalescing into a single, sinister voice, a cold dread settled in her heart. This was no ordinary night, and Jimmy's text was not a cry for help, but a lure into a terrifying unknown.

Her legs were tied at her knees and ankles. She lay there, ropes across her back and the back of her neck keeping her on the plank. She couldn't move, or escape. There was no hiding, she was completely naked and exposed. She could only guess how many there were up there on the roof, and she felt a huge jolt of pleasure mingle with her fear. Gradually she came to an equilibrium that balanced the fear and arousal. 

Beth felt an oppressive silence interrupted by the sound of shuffling feet. Hands reached out tentatively, sliding over her bare skin. She lay there at her most vulnerable, feeling the sensations of touch that created ripples of goosebumps traveling head to toe - and to her clit. She positively throbbed while she struggled to breathe. It was a lot to take in, but each time she thought she'd freak out she found herself focusing on the sensation of hands on her - pressing and grabbing, touching and feeling, more insistent as time went on. She felt a hand slide down her ass and suddenly fingers slid inside her wet cunt. She jerked, as the man had quite large fingers. Two of them, by the feel of it. She was held fast and couldn't stop it, not that she really wanted too.  

Beth heard the man chuckle as she squirmed against his fingers intrusion. She heard the metallic tinkling of what must have been a belt buckle, and the intense pressure. The man had pulled out his cock and slid inside her, deeply and all at once. He was big, much bigger than she was accustomed to taking. she felt the burning pain of being stretched beyond what her body was prepared for. She moaned out in pain, struggling to breathe as the man pulled his cock out and thrust back home again, just as deep, and just as hard. She heard other voices, encouraging the man to fuck her harder, and faster. 

Beth felt dizzy, and lost herself in the escape of submission. She loved being forced to take cocks, and soon her mind caught up to her body and she felt her little cunt grow wet. The man's thrusts inside her grew easier, and she adjusted and finally accommodated his size. The thrusts ramped up in intensity and now she enjoyed them, moaning out in time to his thrusts. She normally didn't cum from vaginal penetration but the strangers sheer size meant he was pressing all her buttons and sending her into a sensory overload. 

All she could think about was all the cock she was going to fuck tonight, or all the cock that was going to fuck her, and she came - screaming out against the hood, body shaking. The man pumped her little cunt relentlessly, obviously not a one pump chump. He hammered his cock into her again and again, driving her thru several orgasms. Finally, she felt him swell even larger and he shot a huge load deep in her cunt. She came instantly, feeling his cum, wondering how much she was going to take before it was all over. 

The strange man stepped away, the pressure of his body now gone. She heard another sound of a zipper being unzipped, and felt a cock press insistently against her. She was helpless to stop him and primed to be fucked - her cunt soaked and full of cum. Lubrication was not going to be a problem tonight. This man grabbed her by the hips and slowly slid inside her, savoring the feel. he preferred long slow strokes, only speeding his thrusts up as he began to cum. 

She didn't cum with this man, her pussy starting to go a little number from the stretching. That didn't mean she didn't enjoy it - as each hard thrust inside her sent waves of pleasure thru her body. Her scalp tingled, her toes curled, her calves cramped. On and on they came, each taking a turn at her cum soaked pussy, some making her cum and some not. She lost count of her orgasms at 12 and just tuned out life and the world. She was content, and she was fulfilling her purpose. She did however keep track of how many had cum in her. Each time a man came inside her she nearly came herself, and half the time did. Something about them enjoying her body, claiming it, claiming HER, even for a short time triggered this. After 5 men, she felt herself falling deeper into her sub space and existed only in the waves of pleasure from her pussy. The men all had a turn, and she was given a few minutes to lay there and rest. The hood was pulled partially away and a water battle with a straw offered. Her throat was dry and she drank greedily. After a while the bottle was removed and the hood replaced. 

Cum dripped from her pussy and ran down her thighs. She could feel it drying and becoming sticky. Her pussy throbbed, aftershocks of orgasms randomly pulsed thru her body. She strained to hear the discussion, the mens voices growing excited about something. Surely, Jimmy was there giving them instructions. She thought she heard his voice, but wasn't completely sure. The hushed conversation ended, and she heard the shuffling feet of the men walking back towards her. Not much longer she felt a cock enter her again, no effort made to ease in. After several thrusts he pulled out and repositioned himself, and she felt the head of his cock pressing insistently against her ass. She felt him slide his head in, her ass tight and unyielding. She drew in a sharp breath, preparing herself for the inevitable painal burn. To her surprise, the man was gentle, and the lube from her cunt and the cum inside it proved to help ease the insertion. 

Gently yet firmly, this strange man slid his cock in her ass until he was buried inside her. He lingered there a moment, enjoying the tightness clamped around his cock, before slowly sliding out. He did this, slowly building a tempo that made Beth's clit throb. It felt really good now, and she couldn't help but whimper out tiny little exclamations of pleasure. This encouraged him and he began to fuck her ass deeper and harder. Just when she thought was was about to build towards orgasm he finished inside of her. She moaned a bit disappointed, trying to get his cock back in her ass. She was rewarded by another cock, shoved inside her cock for lube, before this new man began to slide inside her. Already stretched a bit, her ass yielded far easier for this cock, and she began whimpering in pleasure again in no time. This repeated, over and over. She was there, strapped down for the better part of two hours - the men each having a turn at her cunt, and then another turn at her ass. The biggest cock was saved for last, and it did hurt a lot. It also drove her into an extended orgasms, far more powerful than she'd ever had vaginally. She didn't understand it, had no idea she could cum from anal like this, but she screamed out as the sensations kept going and kept going.