Julie
Chapter 1 - Enter Game
Julie was found lying between her dead mothers legs on the floor of the little
flat her mother had owned. No-one could find the father, so Julie was sent to an
orphanage where she spent the first years of her life. At age 15 she was
transferred to a larger institution for orphaned teens and above. No-one ever
noticed that she didn't get sick when all the other children did, or the fact
that she was much more intelligent than everyone else even though she received
the same education, which was very little.
Not even Julie noticed anything different about herself, until a week before her
18th birthday.
Julie and her friend Kate were walking back from the shops near to the
Orphanage, dirty snow crunching beneath their feet. They were both eagerly
licking lollypops they had bought with their savings, when from around a corner
emerged a group of about a dozen boys.
This was not unusual for gangs to patrol the streets, in fact it would be an
unusual day if they didn't encounter such a gang, and the two of them, Julie
tall, pale, and black haired, and Kate average height, brown haired, tanned
beauty, stepped out of the way to let them past without a second glance.
But the boys stopped in front of the girls, standing silently.
The girls paused, and looked for a way to go around, but the gang effectively
blocked the entire street.
"Um, you're in the way," Kate spoke out, annoyance touching her voice. Silence
greeted her back.
As one, the gang began to spread out around the girls.
Julie turned around to see the two sides meet behind them; they were surrounded.
A thrill of fear ran through her. The guys stared back at her hungrily.
"Hey, get the hell out of the way," Kate growled and shoved one of the boys in
the shoulder. Immediately, hands flashed out and shoved her back to the middle.
Kate staggered and fell; the lollypop dropped to the ground, already forgotten.
She turned to glare at the guy who shoved her, but Julie saw the fear in her
deep green eyes. They were just two girls against a dozen of them.
"It's dangerous to walk the streets alone," one of the guys said confidently. He
was taller and heavier build than the others; obviously the leader. He fingered
the handle on one of several knifes protruding from his belt. Julie turned to
face him.
"Its' people like you who make the streets dangerous," she told him shortly. He
pulled out the knife and brandished it at her.
"Bitch has a tongue. Let's see what else she's got." He took a step towards her,
and the circle tightened ominously. Julie cursed herself for saying that; it
would just make him angry. Better to be quiet.
"Take off your shirt," he commanded Julie. Her eyes narrowed.
"Fuck off," she said defiantly, discarding her acquiescence and flashing
startling purple eyes at him in anger. With a step he had his arm around her
head, pressing the sharp edge of the knife against her soft neck. Julie heard
Kates' stifled whimper behind her. The guy leant close to her head.
"Take off your shirt, or you'll live to regret it," he whispered. Julie spat in
his face. Caught by surprise, he stepped back to wipe the spit off his face.
"Bitch needs to learn respect for her elders," he told her dangerously, and
balled a fist. Julie gasped as his hand flashed up to catch her in the chest,
knocking the breath from her lungs. With the other hand he brought the knife up,
intending to place it against her ribs threateningly.
Julies hand beat him to it, flashing underneath her protectively. Without
flinching she caught the knife blade in her hand, the razor-sharp edge digging
into her skin. Blood began trickling from between her clenched fingers
instantly.
She heard several people hiss in surprise as she forced her bleeding hand with
the knife up to his face. Blood poured down their arms as she stared into his
eyes and spat in his face again. The guy stared at her in horror, dropping the
knife and backing away slowly.
"Let's get the hell out of here," someone hissed, and the group began to
disperse.
"You're going down, you freaky-eyed bitch," the leader told them as he backed
away. "No-one insults me." He turned and bolted off to disappear around the
corner, looking less tough without his gang.
Julie dropped the bloody knife onto the ground like it had become hot. Kate
clambered up off the rough bitumen and with a cry ran to her friend.
Julie held her hand up to stare at it. The bleeding had already stopped now that
the knife was no longer keeping the wound open. As they gaped, the deep gash
melted together, skin tightening and the blood sank into Julies' skin. She stood
to look at her friend.
Kate was staring with a mix of horror and happiness. She had just been saved
from almost certain rape, only to discover her friend had freaky healing powers.
Julie was just as surprised.
"How... did...you..." Kate stammered, her eyes wide and staring like she had
just discovered a monster.
"I don't know," Julie replied shakily, turning her hand to study the pink
slashes across her palm and fingers that were rapidly fading.
Kate took a step back, breathing heavily. Julie looked up pleadingly.
"Don't go," she whispered. Kate seemed to struggle with herself for a moment,
her face twisting in despair.
"Shit," she cursed and embraced Julie in a hug. Weird healing abilities aside,
they were lucky to be alive.
"We should get back," Julie said, breaking the hug. Kate nodded, and they
silently began the walk back to the orphanage, leaving two forgotten lollypops
on the road.
That night, Kate threw her blankets over Julie's bed and slid in next to her.
The two naked girls cuddled together under the sheets to keep warm. Outside it
had begun to snow, blanketing the ground with a pristine white. The temperature
was dropping rapidly, causing the old building to creak as it cooled.
"You're very warm," Kate whispered in the dark. Julie giggled.
"You're not," she replied and snuggled closer to her friend, feeling Kates'
breasts against her back, nipples hard. Kates' cold fingers ran over Julie's
thigh, causing her to squeal with the cold.
"Don't do that," Julie hissed, feigning anger. "You'll wake someone!"
"Sorry," Kate whispered. "There's no one here though."
"There is next door!" The girls lived in a room for one and somehow the
orphanage had crammed two beds in there, although Kate rarely slept in hers
lately.
"Care to share any of that warmth?" Kate asked, smiling in the darkness. Julie
laughed softly, but didn't move. Kate was silent for a moment.
"About today..." she trailed off. Julie shifted uncomfortably.
"I don't know what happened," Julie whispered. "There wasn't any... wrong
feeling, it was natural."
"Can... can you do it to someone else?" Kate spoke softly now. The chance of
someone hearing was small, but possible.
"I don't know. I... I think so," Julie replied.
They were silent for a few minutes, and then Kate curled her still cold hand
around Julie's thigh again, making her squeak in surprise.
"You're freezing," Julie complained with a smile, curling up closer to her
friend and squashing her friend's breasts against her.
The wind began to pick up outside, making the old building creak and groan anew
under the stress. The air whistled through the gaps in the small window across
the room, snow pattering against the misted glass and making both girls huddle
closer together.
The door creaked noisily and opened, admitting a tall man in through the dark.
Julie sat up in bed, instantly awake and holding the blanket over her chest.
"What do you want?" she hissed, peering at the shadow. Three others stepped in
behind the figure. They all filed into the cramped room and closed the door.
"There's no point screaming," the figure said in a gruff voice, making her heart
jump. "Everyone is asleep now, and you know as well as I the walls are brick."
The orphanage at night was always deathly quiet; the entire building was thick
wooden doors and heavy brick.
Two of the figures stepped forwards and ripped the covers off the bed, exposing
the two naked girls underneath. Kate squealed in fright and curled into a
protective ball, covering her small teenage breasts with her knees. Julie stared
at them angrily, not bothering to hide herself.
"Well, well, quite the little sluts aren't we," one of them said. The others
chuckled. Then the two grabbed Kate's feet and pulled her off the bed. She
screamed in fright and tried to kick them, but they were strong and flung her
onto the other bed. The remaining two boys pounced on Julie and pinned her to
the bed, one sitting on her legs, the other holding her arms tight behind her
back.
"This one's Kate," one of the boys said, holding her head painfully up by the
hair and ignoring her thrashing.
"Well Julie, you'll get to witness your friend here loose her virginity." Kate
screamed in horror and began squirming as the boy held her arms above her head.
"Please, don't hurt me," Kate pleaded futilely to him, making him laugh
derisively.
"Don't hurt her, please," Julie begged them, struggling weakly. "Please! I'll...
I'll let you fuck me." They all laughed then.
"Oh, we'll all fuck you anyway," the boy behind her said and tightened his grip
on her arms.
In the dim light she saw the first guy drop his pants to the floor. The shadow
of his erect cock stuck out from his body, and when Kate saw it she began
struggling anew. He climbed onto the bed in front of Kate and effortlessly
parted her legs, exposing her lightly covered mound. She was yelling at the top
of her lungs hysterically now, kicking and squirming against his grip.
Julie could see well in the dark, and watched in silent horror as he drove his
cock into her friends' virgin body, taking her virtue with a swift stroke. Kate
wailed in pain, tears pouring down her face as he began a frantic pumping
motion.
"Oh, she's so tight," he grunted approvingly, increasing his pace. The room was
silent except for Kate's soft mews, the boys' heavy breathing and the sound of
his hips slamming into her defenceless body.
Within minutes he grunted and deposited his load deep within her, then took his
place holding Kate whilst she was raped by the other boy. He came quickly which
annoyed him. With a swift stroke, he smacked Kate across the head and she
collapsed on the bed, nearly unconscious.
Julie moaned desperately as the guy sitting on her legs climbed off and began
undressing. Jumping back onto the bed, he spread her legs forcefully before he
plunged two fingers into her pussy. His rough skin rasped painfully against her
silky insides.
"What a whore," he said. "She's real wet." The other boys snickered as Julie
blushed red with shame.
"Suck, whore," he commanded, holding up his glistening fingers to her mouth.
When Julie clamped her mouth shut, he smacked her hard across the cheek, making
her gasp. The world spun dangerously as he opened her mouth and stuck his
fingers in. She tasted herself on his skin, making her stomach twist.
"Suck it now or your friend gets fucked again," the boy said angrily.
Reluctantly, Julie sucked her juices off his fingers, tears trickling down the
side of her face; anything for Kate.
She felt him move on the bed, and then gasped in pain as he thrust into her
body, breaking her cherry in one violent stab. He pushed roughly into her body,
stretching her womanhood painfully around his girth.
Julie spent the whole time wishing him dead, and hoping she wouldn't get
pregnant from this.
He grunted suddenly, pushing against her roughly. She felt him cum inside her,
filling her with the unwanted liquid.
The boy climbed off her and was replaced by another eagerly thrusting penis,
depositing his load in her unresisting loins. The boys all fucked her body
several times before dressing again.
"See you later whores," one of them said with a wave and closed the door,
leaving the two ravaged girls in the dark, cum dripping from their holes.
Once she was sure they were gone, Julie climbed over to her shivering friend.
Strongly she lifted her friends' weak and battered form onto the bed and wrapped
the blankets around them both. Julie's hand slid down to cup her friends' tender
pussy, making Kate squeal in surprise as her friend's hand left a trail of
warmth behind it.
Kate sobbed into her friends shoulder as two fingers penetrated her moist hole.
Julie moved her fingers around gently, feeling the raw skin of Kates' insides
cool and heal.
"Oh, Kate," Julie whispered to her, rubbing the swelling bruise on her forehead
away. Now that she knew of her abilities, she didn't hesitate to use them. It
felt right. But she couldn't heal the emotional damage of the violation.
"How could they..." Kate sobbed. Julie hugged her friend close, wrapping her
legs around her pelvis as she felt the warmth return to the skin against her.
"Don't worry. You're alright now."
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Thanks for what?" Julie asked her.
"For standing up for me, when they..." she trailed off with a sob, burying her
head in the pillow. Julie shifted closer and kissed her on the cheek.
"I'll always stand up for you," Julie told her friend lovingly, and snuggled
closer to sleep, drawing the blankets around them both.
The morning light revealed four older boys dead in their beds, causing chaos in
the orphanage.
Julie and Kate sat together in at breakfast, eating silently. They exchanged
meaningful glances as they were informed of the news by the headmistress.
Everyone was surprised, but not too many shed any tears over the event, least of
all the two friends; none of the boys was particularly liked.
The police hung around through breakfast asking everyone about the boys' recent
activities. Signs of drug usage were found on the boys and in their sleeping
quarters, but the police ruled out an overdose early on.
They found traces of sex on the boys though, and suspected some sort of STD due
to the poor hygiene rules in the orphanage. Men in formal suits inspected the
building and its' occupants throughout the day, frowning and writing on their
clipboards in distaste.
The headmistress emerged, red faced and angry from her office after a meeting
with some of the official-looking people, and called an immediate assembly.
Julie sat in the cold dining hall where they ate every day, head down
day-dreaming on the table as the head-mistress ranted about the poor hygiene of
many of them.
"The government officials have decided to put you all through a full cleaning
and examination to ensure your health." There were groans of dismay throughout
the hall.
"No complaints. This is your own fault. If you followed the rules this would
never have happened."
Julie didn't like the sound of this.
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Thanks to Red Eva for proof-reading this story and picking up my silly mistakes.
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