Jill

Jill’s captivity was a week long now.  She spent the majority of that time cuffed to the small cot in the dark cage of Larry’s basement.  During the day he was gone and she suffered the images her mind concocted in the dark of the thing she had been forced to endure.  When Larry returned home he moved her to his bedroom where is used her in any way he wished.  Jill quickly learned it was better to submit than fight – in the end the result was the same.

Now she stood at the end of a long barren corridor.  She was dressed in a small miniskirt and t-shirt.  Her feet were bare.  She was seemingly free but knew in truth she was every bit a captive.  That morning Larry had forced her into a wooden crate and she had been transported to places unknown.  When she had been released from the crate her true captor and the murderer of her father was the first thing she saw. 

“Time to star in your first movie Jill,” he had said while he pulled her out of the crate.  He handed her the outfit she now wore while he told her what the plot of the film was, if you could even call it a plot, as well as a sleeping bag.

“You are a runaway in this film Jill.  This is your first night on the street and you’ve found yourself a place to hunker down for the night.  That is all you need to know.  There are cameras everywhere in this building and armed men outside so if you try to escape you’ll just be shot.  Just adlib the lines.  I’m sure you’ll do just fine.  Make damn sure your convincing or I promise you that you will regret it.”

Larry had brought her to this corridor and told her to head into the next room beyond the door as soon as the light above it lit up.  Now she stood frozen alone, a part of her wondering if there was any chance she could find a way to escape while she was alone.  The door behind her was locked she found quickly and the only other door was the one ahead.

The light on the door suddenly came on.  Jill stood frozen in place not knowing and not wanting to know what was beyond that door.  After a few moments a voice from a hidden speaker kicked on. 

“Move your ass Jill.  We can always turn this into a torture/snuff film instead.”

That scared her into movement and she tentatively walked towards the door with the sleeping bag trailing behind her.  Opening the door she entered a moderately sized room.  An old table was shoved into one corner.  A worn out couch was against another wall.  Another door on the opposite wall was the only other thing she noticed.  Looking around she could not see any cameras, microphones or speakers.  She could not figure out where they would be hidden but fully believed they were indeed present.

The voice behind the hidden speaker spoke again, “Put your sleeping bag in a corner then lay down in it like your going to sleep.”

Jill did as she was told spreading the sleeping bag in a corner and crawling into it.  For a few minutes nothing happened.  Then she heard a door open.

“What the hell is this?  Who the fuck is in our place?”  She recognized the voice as belonging to Berkley and cringed.  He sounded angry.

“Don’t know bud.  I think whoever it is had best have us some rent money.  This is our crib, not some place for street scum.”

The second voice sounded deeper and even scarier to Jill.  She scrunched down deeper into the bag.  She didn’t need to act here, she was really scared.  She heard at least two other moving around.  The snap and fizz of a beer can being opened was followed by a soft kick to the bag.

“Get your ass out here.  We want to see your rent money if you want to sleep here.  This place ‘aint cheap either – prime space your squatting in.”

Jill didn’t move.  Suddenly she felt the sleep bag lifted up and she was literally shaken out of the bag falling to the ground roughly.

“Well look here.  This ‘aint some street scum.  We got us some white pussy.”

Jill looked around.  In the room were five black men.  Berkley she knew and feared as she already knew his cock would tear her up.  The other four ranged from average looking to one guy who looked to be at least 300 pounds and most of it was not muscle.  They were all grinning down at her.

“Stand your little ass up girl,” the largest of them said.  “What you doing here honey.”  He seemed to be trying to sound non-threatening but just could not pull it off.

Knowing she needed to act the part Jill said, “I’ve run away; just trying to find a place to sleep.”  Her voice betrayed how frightened she was.

Berkley said, “Well, we can let you sleep here but you got to pay rent like anyone else.  How about it, you got the rent to pay?”

“But I don’t have any money.  I can’t pay you.  I just need to sleep.”  Jill hoped she was adlibbing well enough.

“I don’t know…” Berkley responded before being cut off by a third one.

“I think we can come to an arrangement B.  I think she’s got something else to pay us with.”

“Please mister.  I don’t have anything.”  Jill was growing more scared and tried moving towards one of the doors.  She knew where this was leading.  The guys in the room saw her though and one cut her path off to the nearer door.

“My name is Clip, the others are Berk, Joe, Tiny and Nate.  What’s your name?”  The third one pointed out each one as he named them.  Predictably Tiny was the fat one.

“J…Jill,” she stammered.  She

“Well Jill, I think you do have something to pay us with.  That pussy and that ass look like they should do for tonight; we’ll figure out something else for tomorrow.”

Jill bolted towards the door but the one called Nate grabbed her as she tried to push by grabbing both arms and holding her tight.

“Please I’ll leave!”  Jill begged.

Berkley walked up to her and slapped her hard whipping her head to the side.  A stream of blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth where a tooth cut her lip open.

“Too late little girl.  You owe us now.”

Berkley pulled out a large knife from his belt.  Grabbing the front of her t-shirt he used it to cut it open.

“Look at these little tits guys.  This little bitch hasn’t even grown up you.  How old you bitch?”

She looked at Berkley.  Her face was still throbbing from the slap.  “Fourteen.”

“Fourteen.   Here that guys.  You’ve got to be the youngest piece of ass that has come knocking at our door.  Now, you get a choice.  You can either finish stripping for us or I’ll cut the rest of your clothes off.”  Nate let go of her with a nod from Berkley.

Jill had no real choice and she finished removing the cut t-shirt off.  Her efforts were rewarded with whistles and cat-calls.  Reluctantly she unzipped the skirt and pushed it down her still developing hips.  She paused before going further.

Tiny said in his baritone voice, “Get them panties off.  I want to see that pussy of yours.”

Again she was rewarded with whistles.  Nate spun her around so everyone could get a look at her ass.

Berkley then said, “You tried to run without paying.  That means you’ve got to pay a penalty.”

Jill turned back around and was going to try to apologize.  As she did she saw that Berkley was removing his belt grinning at her.  Before she could speak Nate again grabbed her and forced her over to the table.  Bending her over the table Clip and Joe each grabbed an arm pulling them out straight again and hold her down, one hand securing a wrist and a second pinning her shoulders down.

“Look at the pussy,” Tiny said, “it looks almost new.”

“Won’t look like that by morning.  First though the penalty for trying to run must be assessed.  What do you say guys: 10 or 20?”  Berkley asked in general.

“Make it 20.  She needs to learn.”  This again was from Tiny.

Before Jill really had time to register what had just said her ass exploded in pain as Berkley brought his belt down across it as hard as he could.  She screamed out as the pain radiated outward.  Almost immediately another strike followed, then another and another.  Jill didn’t keep track but knew instinctively that the beating continued until she had been struck 20 times.  Her entire ass was on fire. She was sobbing, her entire body shaking.  She was barely paying attention to what was going on around her.

“Keep hold of the little bitch.  I’m going to make sure she knows her place and she is not going to like this.”  Berkley was dropping his pants and shorts, letting them spool around his ankles.  Jill tried looking around but a hand pressed down on her head.

“You just stay still little girl,” Joe said to her. “Berk is going to break you in properly.  After that the rest of us will give you a good solid fucking.”

“Please don’t do this.  Please I’ll suck you off.”  Jill was sobbing knowing it was useless to beg.  “This isn’t right.  I’m just fourteen!”

Joe laughed at her, “Ever hear the saying ‘Old enough to bleed – old enough to breed’?  Well you are certainly old enough to bleed which means you are more than old enough to fuck.  Beside, I don’t think Berk is planning on fucking your pussy.  He has another hole in mind.”

Jill’s eyes went wide.  She remembered the size of Berkley when he took her virginity – and the pain.  She tried to fight but the men holding her down barely even noticed.

She felt Berkley’s hands on her hips and closed her eyes, “God help me please…..don’t let this happen.”

Joe leaned down and whispered to her, “Your not in heaven girl, you are in hell.”

She felt him press his cock into her ass.  Even before he started applying any real pressure she screamed in panic.  There was no getting away from it though and soon she felt pressure build and Berkley started forcing his way in.  Pulling her cheeks wide Berkley put more and more pressure on her.  Her fingers clawed at the table.  They were the only part of her body that had any real freedom. 

Berkley smiled as he slowly forced his way into Jill.  “This is going to take awhile guys.  This little girl is tight.  Won’t be by the time the night is done though.”

Everyone in the room laughed except for Jill.  She screamed louder as she felt her ass forced ever wider.  If she didn’t know better she’d have believed it was a baseball bat being forced up her ass.  She tried to think of better times, times before her Dad was murdered in front of her while she was being sodomized but there was no escaping the present.

A sudden lancing pain shot up her spine as his head finally breached her ass.  She felt skin tear as he penetrated her.  It was confirmed when Berkley said, “Little bitch is already bleeding and I’ve barely gotten started.”  This proclamation was greeted with more laughter.

“Hurt the white bitch Berk,” Tiny cheered.

Berkley suddenly shifted his weight forward plunging deeper into Jill.  Again and again he thrust forward driving more of his cock in her.  Jill screamed with each one, tears pooling on the table.  Her gut started cramping as Berkley found deeper untouched territory to violate.  Suddenly he pulled back.  The retreat of the cock was nearly as painful as the penetration.  The sudden thrust signaled the true start of her ass rape.  He shot forward thrusting a bit deeper.  Jill screamed wishing to she could fight but even her head was pinned in place by Joe’s big hand. 

Jill’s screams were continuous.  Berkley punished and tortured the teenager with his cock tearing skin as he repeatedly violated her.  Occasionally he would pull completely out and let her ass shrink down then suddenly pierce her again.  One time he walked around to where she could see his cock.  Blood covered it but even more terrorizing for Jill was the fact that the blood only went half way up the cock.

“Now we go deeper Jill.  Now it’s really going to hurt.”

It was no idle threat and the level of pain increased.  Jill lost track of time.  She could not see through the tears and the haze of pain.  Her thighs bruised as they were repeatedly forced into the edge of the table.  Her entire world revolved around each raping thrust and the pain the accompanied it.  After what seemed to be to Jill to be hours Berkley let out a bellow.

“That’s load number one Jill.  Keep track for us will you?  Pin her on her knees against the wall boys.”

Jill was suddenly pulled off the table and tossed into a wall where she slid down it, her breathe nearly knocked out of her.  Her hands went to move to protect her ass but before they could they were again grabbed and pulled out to either side effectively pinning her to the wall.  Berkley walked in front of her.  She looked up at him, her angle making him look even larger than he was.

“Look at my cock girl,” he told her. 

Jill looked at it as it was thrust in her face.  It was coated in blood mixed with cum.  It smelled of shit.  Still saw though it was not fully coated; he had never fully penetrated her.  The thought sent a chill through her as her ass continued to burn from the rape.

“Use that mouth of yours and clean my cock up.  Make it quick you’ve got more rent to pay.”  Berkley grabbed and pulled on a fist full of hair.  When her mouth shot open to scream out he shoved his cock in. 

As he did so Berkley warned her, “I feel a tooth we pull them all out.  Now get that tongue working.”

With no alternatives open to her she did the best she could.  Three times she nearly puked from the putrid taste but eventually she had cleaned his cock leaving it shining from her saliva almost as though it had been polished.

Stepping back and retrieving his pants Berkley said, “Tiny, why don’t you collect some rent now.”

Jill was tossed towards the sleep bag on the floor.  Tiny smiled and said, “Sure thing as he started pulling his shirt off.  He looked down at the young teenage who was pulling herself into a protective ball while staring up at him. 

“Ready for me baby?”

Jill looked up at him disgust in her eyes as she saw his corpulent body grow more and more naked.  Normally she would have given Tiny as wide a berth as possible going so far as to cross the street.  She hated fat people – thought it was a character flaw, a sign of no pride in oneself.  Now she was about to be raped by one and that rape was being filmed by the hidden cameras she knew were watching.

Tiny saw the disgust in her eyes.  It didn’t bother him and made what he was about to force her to do all the sweeter.  Fisting his already hardening cock he smiled down at her.  “What’s the matter bitch?  Don’t like Tiny?  Don’t really matter though do it?  You’re going to ride me like a common whore.  That little bitch ass cunt of yours is going to take it all the way in.”

Reaching down he grabbed Jill by the hair and pulled her up tossing her casually against the wall.  Grabbing her by the neck and squeezing he smiled as she reached up to try and dislodge his arm, her face turning red as he squeezed harder.

“Look at me bitch.  I’m going to lie down and you are going to mount me.  I want you riding me hard and I want my cock to disappear in that pussy of yours.  You got it?”

Her vision blurring Jill nodded her head yes as she tried to dislodge his arm.  He let go still smiling at her.  Jill waited as he lay down on the sleeping back.  His skin seemed to roll to each side as gravity forced his generous gut down.  Swallow she moved over to him and straddled his body.

“You’ve got ten seconds to get my cock in that pussy of yours.  If not I’ll try that ass out instead.”

Wishing to avoid another ass rape for as long as possible Jill took the black cock in her hand and lowered herself over it, guiding into her while trying to swallow the bile that threatened to rise up in her.

Jill looked around seeing everyone but Berkley stripping down.  Every cock looked large enough to kill her.  She knew they wouldn’t but knew equally well that there would be no pleasure in what they would do to her.  Her thoughts were interrupted when Tiny grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her down hard splitting her insides with his cock. 

“Now fuck me girl or I swear I’ll flip you over and see if you ass can take another round.”

Jill lost track of time as each of the black men took her in turn.  She gave thanks that no one else took her ass but by the time they had finished her pussy hurt horribly.  Before leaving her in the room Berkley cuffed her to the table.

“We’re going to go get some friends bitch.  I’d recommend you get a bit of sleep before we get back.”

The door closed leaving Jill alone momentarily.  It was, however, short lived as the door opened again and Larry entered.  Unlocking her cuffs he stood her up and said, “Time to go home Jill.  John says the film will be ready to viewing in about three days.  Bet you can’t wait to see it.”

Jill had no desire to view the film but knew it really was not her choice.