Young love, young torment

the building

The man's face lights up bright red. He smirks.
"You really think... You...really..just hit me?"
The man pushed me to the ground and kicks my stomach.
"If I can't have the dog..." He mutters. He violently grabs my arms, then yanks me out the door, covering my mouth so I can't scream.
He had a truck, so he brought me there, tied my arms around my back, and threw me in the back where I can't reach him or escape. He then undressed me and slammed the door.
I scream. I pray somebody hears me, but they don't.

I passed out from the stress.

I woke up to somebody grabbing me by my feet and dragging me out of the truck, now gagged.
They brought me to this building. It was big. It also had no windows, which scared me.
I was brought into a room that had gags, ropes, whips, vibrators, every sex toy imaginable. My eyes widened as I was pushed into the wall then locked in.
A few minutes go by, and somebody walks in. They tie my arms to the wall, and then spread my legs apart, then tied them. The man unzipped his pants and took off his boxers to reveal his penis.
He approached me, looking at my exposed breasts. He grabbed them and squeezed tightly, then pulled my nipples. He stuck his fingers into my pussy, going in and out, and in and out. Faster, faster, faster. He then stuck his dick in, and I tried not to scream. It was my first time.
I felt his dick going deeper and deeper, blood spilling out of my pussy. It hurt so bad, my eyes teared up. He kept having sex with me, then he untied me.
"Hey bitch, do you speak?"
"y...yeah?"
"Tell me about how big my dick is." He said, holding a whip.
"It's..uhmm..it's.. really-"
He whipped me across my tits, and my eyes watered again.
"it's really big..daddy?" I wasn't sure what to call him in this situation, so I faked liking him.

Somebody opened up the door
"Time." He said.
The man nodded and left
The other man grabbed me by my arms and dragged me to another room full of girls, all tied.

"Hey guys, we have a new lady to pick from. She's..how old are you?"
"15" I mutter
"We have a 15 year old here!"
The men oooed, and stared at me .
"She gettin the surgery or what?" One called out.
"Once we get the money. If she's not popular, why waste money on her tits?" He said.

I couldn't leave. I was stuck.