WAREHOUSE RAPE "Sharon, it's 10.00, let's go now. I don't wanna miss the bus" said Naomi. "Yeh okay" replied Sharon. The 17-year-old girls had been attending evening studies at the city college. The drama course they attended started at 7.00pm and finished at 9.00pm. Both girls stayed on late to help clear up and put away the props and enjoyed a cup of tea with some of the other eager students. It was Naomi who had suddenly realised the time and new that they had to make a dash for Fudley Road or walk the three miles home. It was getting dark when the girls eventually left the perimeter of the college. Luckily it was a warm summers evening and the sun was on the verge of setting. Naomi set the pace as they set off towards the Fudley Road bus stop with Sharon a step behind. "I enjoyed the rehearsals this evening. Hey that Jeff is a good laugh isn't he? He is kind of cute as well" Said Sharon. " Yes, I had a good time. Come on Sharon" replied Naomi picking up the pace "the bus won't wait" "Okay" said Sharon "god these shoes are killing me, can't walk fast in these". She lifted her left leg and removed the stiletto shoe, then the other. Sharon was tall, at about 6ft with long flowing blonde hair with a tanned complexion. She was wearing a short sleeve blouse over her size 36 chest, and a lightweight skirt over her knees. She was a good-looking well-proportioned girl, and she knew it. She enjoyed flirting her "assets" to a point, but did not consider herself to be an easy target or a slut and dressed moderately. Sharon and Naomi had literally grown-up together having been best friends since they mat as 11 year olds at the local comprehensive school. Throughout the years, Naomi had always shone brighter then her school friend in lessons and exams and it was her idea to do a drama course. Naomi was several inches shorter then her blonde friend and wore a blouse and jeans. Her dark brown hair was equally as long as Sharon but was lightly premed which suited her slightly larger build. Naomi was most certainly the "least-looking" of the two girls and did not have the same ego as her friend when it came to boys. However, being with Sharon was useful, besides her being a best friend. It was easier sparking-up a relationship with boys with "Shaza" around! They turned into Fudley Road only to see that the number 5 bus was already at the stop. At some 200 yards away Naomi started running. "Christ, it can't already be that time. Sharon, come on" Reluctantly, Sharon chased after her friend in her bare feet but slowed her pace as she saw the off-side amber flashing light on the tale end of the bus begin to flash as the bus pulled away from the bus stop. "Bugger" Naomi slowed up, panting " Is my watch slow?" she adjusted her wrist towards the nearest street lamp so that the face of her watch shone in its reflection. Sharon caught up, her fashion shoes grasped in her left hand. "What time is it?" She asked. "10.17 by my watch. I can't believe that the fucking bus was on time for a change. How much money have you got on you?" said Naomi. "Just the fare" said Sharon. "Why?" "For a taxi" "Just bought the minimum. I'm broke 'till Friday" declared Sharon. "Yeah, same here" replied Naomi. They watched as the bus disappeared into the distance. Fudley Road was a mainly retail, light industrial and warehousing environment. The buildings that fronted the road were featureless and several stories high. There was very little in the way of residential accommodation in Fudley Road or any other part of the suburb of Greshamville where the girls were located. The road was well lit but there was no other traffic and no other pedestrians. The only noise they could hear was the distant roar of the bus. "We had better start walking" said Sharon, replacing her uncomfortable shoes on her feet "come on". "yeah, it is 10.19 now. Who knows, we could be home by midnight". They started off the deserted street at a slow pace. Both girls chatted about the evening's drama class and of those who attended. It became clear to Naomi that Sharon seemed to like the guy called Jeff; she may have even had a crush on him. That was Sharon for you. There was a sharp whistle behind. Both girls turned round to see several lads in jeans, T-shirts and base-bull-caps some distance behind walking towards them. They seemed to be wolf whistling and gesturing. The girls concluded that as there did not appear to be anyone else in the road that they must have been gesturing towards them. "Do you know them?" asked Naomi as you could never always tell whom Sharon befriended. "I don't recognise them" She replied "Do you?" "No" "What are they saying? There were four lads, or at least they could only assume from their clothing and build that they were in their late teens or early twenties. One or two of the lads appeared to be brandishing sticks or clubs or something. "I don't like the look of this" Said Naomi "come on" She stepped up the pace and her friend responded. "What's the problem?" asked Sharon. "They look a bad crowd" she replied. Suddenly, there was a shout from one of the gang behind. "Stop you fuckers, or you're goanna get it!" There was no one else in the road. Sharon and Naomi looked at each other, both aware of the possible danger of being out late at night. Naomi began to run. "Wait" said Sharon, trying to run and remove her shoes at the same time "wait for me" The girls headed off down the road in flight away from their followers. Sharon looked round to see that the guys were now running towards them in pursuit, shouting at the fleeing girls. "It is no good, they are gaining on us" said Naomi. "Quick, there is a car coming towards us. Let's get some help". The headlights of the saloon brightened as it came closer into view. Naomi ran into the road in the path of the incoming car waving her hands in the air, gesturing the vehicle to stop. Sharon was still on the pavement when Naomi ran in to the road towards the on-coming vehicle. She was in two minds as to whether their panic-stricken run had been a good idea. Maybe the guys behind them did not mean any harm at all. Maybe the guys were just territorial as some of them were in these districts, and that their pursuers, if in fact they were chasing after them, just wanted to see them out of the area or even scare them. The car slowed and Naomi saw the driver's window being lowered as they were almost opposite each other. Her body ached from the sudden exercise and her breathing was heavy as she placed her arms on the door of the vehicle in order to aid her rest. "Can I help you miss?" said the man in the car. Naomi could not see inside the car very well due to the subdued light but his manner suggested that he was friendly. " Please help, my friend and I...There are these men following behind, I think we are in danger, can you call the Police please?" "Oh I see them," said the man "they are not approaching now. Maybe I have put them off" he put an arm out of the window ad motioned towards the rear door of the saloon. "You girls jump in the back and I will take you to the police station" "Oh thank you" said Naomi "come on" she said to Sharon who was still on the pavement. The rear offside door of the car slammed shut and the car moved off. The guys who were following them watched as the vehicle passed them. Sharon noted that one of their pursuers was wearing a bright red T-shirt and white baseball cap. The rest of his 'partners in crime' blended into the scenery. There was silence in the vehicle then: "You girls from far away?" the driver asked. "About 2 miles in the opposite direction" said Naomi " We live in Gresham north" "I'm not going that way" replied the driver. "I will drop you off at the Police Station" "Thanks" said the girls. The car sped on for several minutes taking left and right turns before they eventually turned into a narrow service lane. There were tall buildings either side. "Here we are girls. This is the back of the Police Station, we can enter through the garage entrance" The man pointed the wheels of the large saloon left into a gravel driveway, which lead to a car park beneath the building. "This is the rear entrance to the station, we can park up here in the basement and I will take you upstairs." He said. Sharon noticed that there were no other vehicles in the basement that could accommodate at least 20 vehicles. She noticed that there was a central enclosed part of the basement that probably housed the staircase, and possibly a lift. "Where's the cop cars?" she asked. "I expect they are out on patrol," said the man. Seemed feasible. The girls climbed out of the car. Naomi noted that the man was bald, slim, and wearing a waist length leather jacket and jeans. The man immediately put on his sunglasses. "This way" he gestured, pointing towards the stairs. " I park in here because there is no room out front. Don't want a parking ticket in front of a Police Station." he sniggered. They followed him up the concrete stairs of the building up several stories. "I don't wanna be rude but is the Police Station on this floor?" asked Naomi who was starting to feel distrustful. "Just behind this door" said the man, opening it before them. The man lead the way and the door slammed shut after the last of them, Sharon, went through. They followed the man into a room and discovered that the only comparison the room had with a Police Station is the ability to hold and restrain. Sharon was following Naomi and the man. She noticed that the room was badly lit, with moist stone clad walls. The room was dark but the appeared to be a chair, bed and other furnishings. She was trying to work things out when the man turned round with a revolver in his hands. "Don't move you son-of-a-bitches. Over there, by the wall" Both girls stepped toward the wall, which was clear of furnishings. "Face the wall, hands on head" "Look," said Naomi " we only want the Police..." The man took the pistol barrel by the hand and swiped the handle of the weapon across the girl's forehead. Naomi went down on her knees, clutching her face. Sharon moved her body towards her friend. "Don't think about it" He gestured the weapon towards her. Naomi was on her knees weeping. The pain in her head was not that bad it was just that she could not believe that a man could do that to her. Her mind raced in overtime as she wondered who could do such a thing. The light in the room increased as the man turned on the lights and she could see that the room was furnished with a four poster bed, a large wooden chair with arms, hoist, sink, a wall rack with lots of items and other features. It was some minutes before she took to her feet and faced the wall. "Turn round" said the man "keep your hands on your heads". The girls turned round to see the man wearing a facemask pointing the revolver at them. "Ladies, I have some friends coming round soon, I haven't got much time so I need you to strip for me now!" "But Mister" said Sharon" "Save you shit," said the man "I've heard it a hundred times before. I want you both to remove your clothing, otherwise I will start shooting limbs, understand? Don't look at each other like that. This is a warehouse and so are all the other buildings round here. There isn't a person for several blocks away". "Blondie, what is your name?" "Sharon" she replied. "And you?" he asked the other girl. "Naomi" "Well no offence Naomi but your friend is drop dead compared with you. I want to see her naked before I, we, start on you both. Girls." he said, "Face each other, and I want you Naomi to start undressing her" "But" The man walked behind the dark haired girl and raised the pistol. "No no, I don't think you understand Naomi. You undress your friend or I will shoot you in the right calf mussel" He walked behind the girl and placed the tip of the barrel on the girl's jean covered leg. "It's up to you" He cocked the gun. The girl winced. "Okay" she said "Sharon?" she looked pleadingly towards her eyes. "And if Sharon protests, you still get it in the calf muscle" he said. "Right" said Sharon. The man walked to the side of the two girls, stepped back and sat down on a chair some distance away. He crossed his legs and placed the weapon on his left knee and prepared himself to enjoy the show. "Naomi, you can take your hands down from your head. Sharon, keep yours up there except for when helping to remove your clothes" he said. "Naomi, remove your friends blouse." She resisted. The man picked up the revolver. "Now you bitch". From the top, Naomi unbuttoned Sharon's blouse whilst her hands where on her head. Naomi looked at the pale skin it revealed and was glad that her friend was wearing a bra. "Remove the blouse" he said. Naomi pushed the material from her friend's breasts and Sharon obliged by lowering her arms to allow the blouse to be removed. "Now the skirt" He demanded. Sharon obliged by moving her body round until the back of her skirt was visible. Naomi unbuttoned the skirt and it fell to the floor. The girl was now in bra and knickers. "Now I want you to remove her bra" he asked. Sharon turned her back towards her friend to allow the bra to be unclipped. Naomi completed the request and the cups were removed from the girl's large breasts. The man sat in admiration. "Very nice Sharon. Naomi, turn the bitch towards me" Sharon, turned towards her captive with her hands still on her head. "Knickers off" he commanded. Naomi froze. The man picked up the revolver and pointed it at the girls. "it is your choice" he said. Naomi pulled her friends briefs from behind and yanked them down removing them over the left leg then the right. Sharon was naked with her hands above her head. "Nice" said the man " I think your friend can sit down now. Sharon, over to this chair please, I wont ask more then once". She walked over to a large wooden chair that had most of the floor missing and various couplings to restrain legs and arms in uncompromising possessions. She sat down and he handcuffed the girl by the arm in order to restrain her temporarily. Suddenly, the door opened and there were voices. It was bad enough to be held up by a mad man with a gun but now there were more people. Sharon, naked and cuffed to the chair was alarmed as she saw several guys wearing base-ball-caps, one of whom was wearing a light read T-shirt. The guy in red seemed to be the leader; he went over to the captive. "Sage, my main man, you done us proud" he said" "Just lock up the door and the evidence on the way out" he said " This key is for the front doors, the small key fits blondie's padlock, oh and the dark broad is waiting for a poke" "Cheers bud" said the man. Naomi stood there. Their captive had now gone but there were now four lads wearing T-shirts, jeans and sunglasses. They may have been the guys in the street earlier but she was not sure. The guys were starting to pay interest in Sharon who was uncomfortably naked and believing that things could only get worse. The man in the red T-shirt went over to Sharon and revealed a revolver and placed it at her enclosed legs. He then pointed the gun towards Naomi. "Don't resist my friend's or the blonde whore gets it" The remaining three thugs advanced upon Naomi, two of them held her arms whilst the third ripped the buttons from her blouse and used a knife to discard the rear of the garment. "Please no" said Naomi. Her jeans were unbuttoned and yanked down to her ankles. Her outstretched arms held fast, she was made to hop on each leg as the garment was removed from each ankle. The man at the front pulled down the cups of her revealing her size 34 breasts. The bra was dispensed of by tugging hard at the garment until the material snapped. Rough hands stripped through the waistband of her panties and ripped away at both legs. Naomi was now as naked as her friend and was being pushed towards the bed. "No" said Naomi as she was pushed naked down on the bed. She lie there watching, trying to keep her dignity by keeping her legs together as she watched the lads undress. She glanced over at Sharon who was with the guy in the red shirt. He used to have a red T-shirt on. Now he was naked and stood in front of Sharon with his waist level with her head. The man had an erect cock at the entrance to her mouth and Sharon was resisting. It was only when he cocked the gun and placed it against here head that she succumbed and allowed the erect penis into her mouth. Naomi watched momentarily as her friend was mouth fucked at gunpoint. The man pulled his cock in ad out at an alarming rate and knew that the man was determined to violate her properly. At least she wasn't being virginal fucked, she thought. The naked lads stood looking at the naked and frightened Naomi. "Three holes for three guys" said one of them. "Yeah, with the bitch in the right position" said another. "Yank the bitch onto her knees with her head facing the bed" said the third "that way we can have a hole each. I am happy to give her a face fuck if you guys want the other holes?" There was no disagreement. Two of the guys grabbed hold of the frightened Naomi by the shoulders and waist. She had no guts to struggle. She just looked at the two men who were upon her, preparing her. She could not believe how erect the men were, so turned on, and they wanted her. She was twisted over so that she was on her knees. "Keep like that, spread your legs" a gun was produced "or you know what will happen". "I will get underneath" said one of them. He slid in from the front. She had to move her arms apart to accommodate his body and by the time his erect cock was in position to ravish her cunt, the man was in a position to kiss her or suck her breasts if he wished to. She looked ahead in shame only to see the second man climb onto the bed, knees bed and erect cock pointing towards her face. She screamed but the man underneath held her steady and the man in front held her face and showed her the gun. "You ready up there Jed" said the guy with his cock nestled against Naomi's cunt. "Yep, I'm goanna find some lubricant for that arse. Who's first?" he asked. "Me" said the guy below. He pulled at her pelvis and his cock sank slowly inside. Naomi trembled and cried. "Don't resist, there is much more to come" he said. "Open mouth" said the man with the gun "Good girl, now take it in there, just like your friend, suck it, that's nice" For the first time in her life Naomi was sucking a cock, a strangers cock, a forced cock, a cock she had no control of. The man held her head as he slid the unwelcome penis in and out. "Carry on sucking it nicely and I wont make you do throat" he said. She groaned in acknowledgment and did what she was told. Naomi could feel the fresh air at her spread arse hole as she struggled to satisfy the men accommodating her cunt and mouth. Suddenly, she could feel hands on her buttocks and a cold dampness working its way into her arsehole. She was startled and panicked. He breathing increased and the guy being sucked off showed her the gun. "Hey butter man" said the guy called Jed "great lubricant for teenage arses". In a sitting position, Sharon had been licking and sucking the man who appeared to be leader for a long time. His cock became harder and purple but he seemed in no hurry to unleash his seed. He withdrew and pulled the suffering Sharon forward in the chair so that it was easy to access her cunt. He placed the cock at the opening to her virgina. "Spread your cunt lips and put my cock up there" he said. Sharon 'fiddled' with herself to unblock the way and placed his cock at the entrance to her passage. She gasped as he rammed it the full extent of her inexperienced virgina. From where she was being fucked, Sharon could see what had been happening to Naomi. First she had been violently stripped, then placed on the bed before being man handled into doggy position to take a cock in the cunt and mouth. Now she saw the third man applying butter to the girl's anus. Sharon felt so ashamed as she saw the man position himself between her friends arse cheeks and begin to force his cock into her anus. She bucked and tried to avoid the violation but the man face fucking Naomi, showed her the gun. Naomi winced as the cock in her spinaches rammed home. The men in her cunt and mouth came, spilling their seed in each orophis. Naomi was made to swallow the seed in her mouth. The anal passage of the 17 year old was very tight and it did not take long for the third man to come. The men who had been inside her cunt and arse stood at the end of the bed and with gentle persuasion Naomi was made to suck the cocks clean of seamen and other fluids. Naomi could see Sharon being brought over to the bed by the guy in charge. He pushed her on the bed so that she was lying on her back. Naomi was still on all fours having cleaned up the men. "Sharon, your friends mouth, cunt and arse have been fucked raw. I want you to kiss and lick her holes better" Said the man in charge "start with her cunt" There was very little reason to refuse at this stage and Sharon slid between Naomi's legs and began to lick and suck on the moist and used clitoris and hole. "Now her arse, seeing as you are down there" said the man. Sharon pulled Naomi's waist lower and positioned her tongue around her friend's arsehole and licked and probed. "Seeing as you two girls are so intimate with each other, we are going to tie you together" He said. The men had started to get dressed. Naomi was rolled onto her back and legs spread. Sharon was placed on top of her friend so that her head was parallel with her cunt. Her arms were tied to her spread thighs. Likewise, Naomi was lying on her back with her friend's cunt close to her face; her arms were tied around Sharon's thighs. "We are going out for a while. If we come back and find that you are enjoying each other, then maybe we wont fuck you" said the leader. The lads laughed as they left the building. All was quiet except for the lapping of tongues against groins. 8th July 2001
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