Brooke Simms, a 23 year old, first year teacher, was chosen by her Principal to attend a Teacher Conference in Atlanta, Georgia. She was stunned and thrilled to be picked to go. She would be the lone teacher from the district. The best part was she could take Thursday and Friday off to travel and attend the Conference. It ran Friday through Sunday noon. She would fly home Sunday afternoon. All her expenses would be paid by the District. Brooke couldn’t believe her good fortune. The Conference was in 3 weeks. Being it was January in the Midwest, the prospect of warm weather in Atlanta was delightful for Brooke. She couldn’t wait.

Those 3 weeks took forever but finally the Thursday morning arrived for her flight to Atlanta. The weather in Atlanta was in the 60’s the entire duration of her stay. Brooke was leaving 10 degree weather in the Midwest. She couldn’t wait to get to Atlanta!

Brooke, a single woman, just hadn’t come across her future lover and husband yet. She didn’t date very much. She was shy at times, especially when meeting males of her dating range. There was absolutely no reason Brooke didn’t have a steady boyfriend, or was engaged, or even married by now. She wore her dark blonde hair long, past her shoulders, and had all the features a model would desire. She was tall, 5 foot 9, long thin legs, a nice set of 33B breasts, and very attractive face.

After landing Brooke got an Uber to her hotel, which was where the Conference was being held. She settled in her nice room, and still had the evening to enjoy. The Hotel was huge with all kinds of amities. Brooke decided to go use the heated indoor pool.

Brooke changed into a dark blue two piece swimsuit, not a bikini, but certainly showcased her shapely body. Wearing a t-shirt and shorts Brooke headed to the heated pool. There weren’t a lot of people in the pool. But maybe more than she would have liked, her shyness surfaced. The top was a halter tie behind her neck, two hooks to connect in the back, and two straps that hung behind and below the hooks, that tied together as well. The halter top separated and spread her breasts in a most sexy style. Eventually she took off the shorts and t-shirt and got into the pool. The water was so warm and relaxing. Brooke was glad she “dipped her toe in the water.” Soon she was swimming and forgetting her shyness.

Brooke swam for about 30 minutes before getting out and sitting in a poolside chair before heading back to her room. She was not aware, but her getting out of the pool and walking to her chair turned several male heads. One man, whose eyes tracked her the entire time she was in the pool and walking to the chair was, Ryan Holmes, 25 years old, and part of a nasty group of men. The groups motto, or creed, was based on “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap!” Dirty Deeds they would do, but no chance it was Dirt Cheap. The price was very High. The small group looked to take advantage of women, sexually, financially, or by blackmail. Whatever they could find to exploit a woman, married or single. The attractive, beautiful ones were high on their list. The group had a specific plan in mind for this Teacher Conference. They had humiliated a MILF a year ago at a similar Conference. Ryan took a liking to this attractive woman.

As he sat there Ryan looked at the pictures on his phone. Oh yes, no mistaking that pretty face, it was exactly the same woman. There was a contract out on Brooke Simms. Not what a contract meant on the street, this contract was for video of her sexual assault. It was a highly prepaid cash transaction. All this group of men needed to do was execute the crime or performance, depending on what side of the law you were on.

Ryan had credentials to get into the Conference tomorrow, his alias was Mark Booker, as a teacher, not working at a school district, but looking for employment. He dressed up in a suit and tie and arrived very early Friday morning sitting in the lobby of the hotel where check-in for the Conference. It didn’t take long and there she was, pretty as her picture, Brooke Simms.

Looking her over, trying not to stare, Ryan liked her blue skirt, several inches above her knees, a loose fitting blouse, and black flats. The loose fitting blouse didn’t display her breasts very well, but she was showing enough of her slim, sexy legs.

After she checked in, getting her credentials, and name tag she looked at her map of the large hotel like a first time visitor to Disney World. Brooke was still a little nervous and intimidated by just being there. She was unaware of Ryan standing next to her.

“Could I help you find where you need to be?” Ryan asked, inhaling her perfume and her sexiness.

“Oh, I didn’t see you there, I’m so sorry, Umm … yes, no … oh gosh ….” Brooke laughed, all aimed at herself. She was embarrassed, but also taken by this strangers handsome looks.

“Did I startle you? I didn’t mean to. Just wanted to help, these can be intimidating at first.” Ryan tried to assure her.

“Yes, no, I mean, oh gosh, thank you.” Brooke felt flustered, but really did appreciate help.

Ryan asked to look at her Conference schedule and told her, “I’m headed to that session too. Crazy huh. Mind if I walk with you?”

Brooke smiled, she had a beautiful smile, and said, “yes, thank you …….. oh yes, of course I’ll follow you.”

Truth be revealed Brooke would follow this handsome gentleman anywhere, thoughts that Brooke would forever wish she never had.

Ryan lead the way, with his hand, allowing her to walk next to him.

He introduced himself, “Hello, I’m Mark Booker, I really didn’t intend to surprise you. You just looked lost.”

“Oh, I sure was …. and thanks for helping me out.” Brooke replied.

Once inside the room Mark asked if he could sit next to her. There was no way Brooke could refuse his request, but she really wanted him to sit next to her. Her shyness wasn’t a problem and she did find him very handsome!

Brooke worked hard at taking in all the leader of the session had to present, but part of her was thinking about Mark. Did she have to travel to a Conference to meet a new man. Could he be interested in her? Could it work out? Brooke tried to shake those thoughts away, she was dreaming again.

Yet, there was a 10 minute break, and Mark and Brooke began a conversation that was very natural. She felt relaxed around him. She was almost sad when the session ended. He asked her if she knew where she was going next, she didn’t he gave her directions. He really wanted to hang with her but it might become obvious. The rewards for Mark and his friends were just down the road.

But before Brooke walked away Mark invited her have lunch with him. There were several places in the hotel to eat. Brooke said she’d like that and they agreed on a time and believe it or not the McDonalds downstairs. The few places inside the hotel were very crowded.

They both laughed as they sat down at a table after getting their food. They only had about 30 minutes to finish lunch before the first afternoon session would be starting. As they talked, sharing stories of teaching, especially Brooke’s tales of first year teaching. Mark took it all in paying her most of his attention, but taking time to take in, and admire her assets!

Sitting down and sitting up straight, made her breasts more apparent. Her pair seemed round, perky, and possibly a nice handful. Mark tried hard not to be staring, it was difficult, but he had to be sure to pay attention to Brooke and keep engaged in conversation. He succeeded. Brooke enjoyed lunch and having a pleasant chat with a man she found good looking.

Just before lunch was over Mark apologized for having to eat at MacDonald’s, that she deserved better than this. He offered the invitation for dinner on Saturday night, at a much nicer restaurant. It caught Brooke off guard, was he asking her out on a date? She wasn’t sure what to answer. She pondered her answer, feeling nervous, with all types of feelings. Mark could easily sense her indecision.

Brooke knew there was a Conference presentation on Saturday night. It was a fun activity, nothing she couldn’t miss. so she go out on a dinner date, but she didn’t really know this man that well, or for very long. Mark could tell she was struggling to answer.

“Brooke, the restaurant is just down the street from here, we can meet here, in the lobby, and walk to it. It’s an American cuisine, steaks, fish, all excellent. It is a bit of a dress up place. Did you bring something fancy?” He laughed casually, but told Brooke he’d be donning a tie and he truly hoped she would join him. Brooke really wanted to say Yes, but she hesitated, weighing the offer. Then Brooke answered, “yes, that sounds fun, of course. Did you have a time to meet?”

Mark, partly surprised she agreed so quickly, answered, “yes, how does 7 sound? Not too late is it?”

“Umm, yes, yeah, that should work fine. Thank you.” Brooke responded.

All the time they finished their lunch and carried trays back to the area designated, Brooke thought about what she would wear, and what this date could mean. The exited out into the hallway of the hotel. They said thanks almost together, wished each other a good afternoon, but not before Mark got Brooke to call him on her cell phone so he’d have her number. Then off they went their separate ways.

Brooke spend her time at the afternoon sessions thinking about Mark. She found him handsome, liked that he was older than she was, at least she thought he was, she was too timid to ask. Maybe he thought she was older, that thought ran through Brooke’s mind. She liked the time she’d spent with him. She wondered how their relationship would turn out. More than anything she was trying to figure out what to wear, she did bring a skirt, jacket and heels along, she didn’t have the time or money to go shopping in the next 24 hours. She finally, after spending the night in her room, talking herself into all was good. She would enjoy their date and see what happens.

Mark spent his night planning with his two buddies. They were planning out the sexual assault, and humiliation of Brooke Simms. The plan would start with the two men checking out Brooke at the restaurant, but not being together. Then they figured out what would take place in the hotel room, and the “getaway” from Atlanta. There was one detail to work out and one of the men had the solution, so they sat around drinking Whiskey to toast their rape of the young blonde unsuspecting teacher.

Mark texted her in the morning to be sure they were still on for dinner. Brooke texted back that she was looking forward to it. She’d meet him in the lobby. Mark replied he was sorry he wouldn’t see her during the day, he had a job interview that just came up. He was lying through his teeth and Brooke bought the whole story. The truth was Mark would meet a high class hooker at another hotel in Atlanta and fuck her several times. She was a 500 dollar an hour Whore. Her name was Abbey, a 22 year old brunette.

Finally getting ready for his date with Brooke, he was sure he had several Viagra’s in his pocket. He planned to spend a long night with her. He texted his buddies and told them where they could see Brooke, what restaurant, and the time. Mark wanted to be sure they liked the “merchandise!” He was sure they would.

Mark dressed in nice slacks, dress shirt, tie, sports coat and loafers. The switchblade was in the vest pocket of the sports jacket. Having tucked some nylon cord into his socks Mark felt ready. Texts from his buddies came in one after the other. They would be ready to see the pussy Mark had to show them. The two had worked with Ryan/Mark, they weren’t always sure what to call him, they had pulled this type of crime off twice before. The first two were for their enjoyment, blackmail for money, and selling the video for a sweet profit. This one was for a new client, and a real good chunk of change.

Brooke was excited wondering how this relationship would progress. Could this be her fantasy romance? Was this the right thing to do? She hardly knew this handsome man. How would this date go, would he kiss her? How far was too fast, too soon for her? She couldn’t answer any of those questions.

Brooke showered, did her hair and makeup. She chose white panties, a white bra, with a front clasp, and decided no hose. She felt her underwear was so boring, but she hadn’t expected to meet a man on this trip. She had a matching white short sleeve jacket and skirt to wear.The skirt had a zipper in the back, and the hem was zigzag patterned at the bottom, and fell 3 inches above her knees. The jacket had 3 buttons and had a black, soft belt that connected just under her breasts. The only high heels Brooke had were a pair of gray strappy sandals. The heels were thick and 2 ⅝ inches. There were wide straps across her toes, the top of her foot, and around her ankle, leaving her heel open. Brooke wore a silver cross necklace, and had on a pair of white drop earrings, hanging 2 inches down from her lobes, with a small white ball at the bottom.

She gathered her shoulder strap purse and headed to the lobby. She beat Mark there by 5 minutes. He complimented her on how beautiful she looked. She also told him he looked “very dashing” as well. Brooke was surprised at how easily, in just 2 days, she felt around him. Mark liked how she was dressed, liked the heels, shortness of her skirt, her hair, and hazel eyes! He didn’t care for the looseness of her jacket. He really wanted to see her tits and their size. Soon enough, he told himself.

Brooke was impressed as they were escorted to their table. It was very high class, and Brooke was quickly telling Mark she just couldn’t believe the prices, and would find the cheapest meal. He took her hand and told her she could order whatever she wanted, no matter the price. She gave him the shy smile of thank you.

It wasn’t long before Zeke, one of his two buddies walked by the table. Zeke was 32, and a black stud, with a large cock, that tore up women! He definitely liked the young blonde, and within 5 minutes texted Mike saying, “Blondie will make a fucking hot gang bang!”

Then 10 minutes later, the video expert, Wes, 24 years old, walked by and he too texted a big thumbs up, and “bet that cunt is blonde everywhere!”

Mark felt distracted by the two texts, being unable to show his reactions to the texts to Brooke. He lied saying it was his brother. Brooke bought the entire lie the last few days hook, line and sinker. The dinner was coming to an end and it was time to reel this cutie in and have a gang bang with her for about 8 hours! He thought she just might be the best one yet, and the one who was commanding the largest payoff.

Their conversation had been great, Brooke was having a great time, and thinking wonderful thoughts about Mark. Mark paid the bill with cash and pulled the chair out for Brooke. They exited the restaurant and Mark took Brooke’s hand as they walked back to the hotel. He did it without saying anything to Brooke, just without a hint. She knew it immediately and it surprised her. There was little conversation as they entered the hotel. Mark offered to walk her to her room. She accepted and they got on the elevator to her room. There was no one else in the elevator and Mark held Brooke’s hand even tighter.

The elevator door opened and Brooke indicated the direction to her room. It was down the hall and to the right. They arrived at her room and Brooke took her room card out from her purse. As she inserted it into the lock and turned the handle, the door opened.
Mark asked her, “mind if I come inside for a while?”

Brooke was caught unaware, actually she did expect it, but did answer with, “oh, I’m sorry Mark, I’m not that kind of girl.”

Mark’s hand let go of her hand, grabbing her arm, at the elbow, and pushed her inside, kicking the door shut with his foot.

Brooke began to protest, sputtering out incomplete words. Her weak protests were cut off swiftly. Mark punched her hard in the stomach, hard enough to knock all the air out of her, and fall to one knee. Brooke was gasping for air. Even being naive, Brooke understood she was in a lot of trouble, rape was in the air for her! She knew Mark was not the man she thought he was. Those thoughts ran through her brain, but at the moment she couldn’t breathe. She heard Mark lock the door.

With tears starting to run down both cheeks, Brooke looked up at Mark. She couldn’t get words out of her mouth or a scream for help. Quickly any hopes to escape were dashed. Mark grabbed a handful of her long blonde locks with his left hand. The right hand now had a knife in it, and dangerously close to Brooke’s ear!

The blade touched her earring, making the hanging ball swing back and forth. Mark looked down, with a sinister grin.

“Now then Brooke, thinking you want to change your answer, ‘cause I AM staying the night! Time for you slut to know I get what I WANT, and that is you, honey!”

Brooke’s body shook, as she realized she’d fallen into a trap, with her life in peril. The blade began to slide, flat side, against her neck, then up to her ear.

“I will hurt you real bad Brooke Simms if you scream or cause any trouble. Do you understand?”

He shook her head side to side, then let go of her hair.

“You got it Teach? Nod your head yes.”

The terrified Brooke shook her head up and down.

“Good girl, remember the rules and you’ll get to go home tomorrow, with quite a story to tell your students!”

His laugh was haunting and sick to her.

Her breath was slowly returning, and her chest was burning less.

“Look up here Brooke,” Mark told her. He had taken off his sports coat and tie. She did and saw he was unbuckling his belt, then his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. Brooke could see the big, hard bulge in his underwear.

The steel of the knife now was at her chin, she could feel the point. She closed her eyes.

“No you don’t pretty Brooke, keep those gorgeous hazel eyes open and keep them on me. I bet you like cock, Don’t ‘ya?”

Mark didn’t wait for an answer. He watched Brooke’s bottom lip quiver.

“Now that we understand each other, take that top off, nice and slow. Show me your tits!”

Brooke was devastated, yet she had completed violence training in her school district several months before and sexual assault, hostage situations were covered. Brooke remembered it was said to not escalate a bad situation and cooperation could save your life. This was the exact situation Brooke found herself. She found her hands moving up to unbutton her jacket. Seeing that Mark pulled the knife away, his left hand entwined his fingers into her hair feeling the soft strands wrap around his skin.

Brooke kept her eyes on Mark’s as she was breathing hard, trying to catch her breath, and her belly still hurt. One button was undone, now a second. Brooke begged Mark, “please ….don’t …make me ……”

He stopped her in mid plea, “Shut the fuck up Brooke, get that off.”

Brooke had to unfasten the belt before her trembling fingers slid the last button through the opening. Her jacket hung open. Brooke saw in his evil eyes she wasn’t done. Slowly she pulled the jacket off her shoulders and Mark reached out to take it from her, tossing it aside. Mark’s eyes shifted to Brooke’s breasts encased inside her bra. There was nice cleavage for Mark to enjoy. But he wanted much more.

“Take the bra off Teach, show me what you got for me to see!”

With the knife looming closer to her ear, Brooke reached between her breasts to unhook the catch. With Mark savoring every movement and jiggle, Brooke took off her bra. Mark took it from her hand, never taking his eyes off her two love orbs.

“Bigger than I thought Ms. Simms, those are very nice. You shouldn’t hide them as much as you do!”

Brooke felt total humiliation and helpless. She could feel her nipples getting hard, and she couldn’t stop it. She could have put her arms over her breasts, but the knife just terrified her.

Mark finally reached behind her neck and removed her chained cross necklace. Holding it in the palm of his hand while keeping his grip on the knife, he looked down on a set of perky tits that had no sag at all. Just perfect young boobs!

Letting go of her blonde locks, putting his hand flat on top of her head, he pushed down forcing a Brooke to both knees. Then that hand went to his shorts and she saw him pull each side down, his erect cock popping up and free!

“Ok Brooke Simms, make love to my cock, suck me ‘til I cum. I love oral sex! Don’t you?”

Brooke had been backed into a corner. There was no choice but to give this man, she had trusted, oral sex. She blamed herself for being in this situation.

“Let’s go Brooke, use that tongue, and your lips. I want a first class, no, the A plus blow job!”

Brooke wasn’t an oral sex virgin, but by no means was she experienced at it. She first gave oral sex to a high school boyfriend the summer after graduation. It was clumsy for both. The other two times were in college, at 19 and 20 years old. Both were at college parties, and Brooke wasn’t drunk, but had too much to drink. The oral sex didn’t have to be perfect, the guys she sucked were very drunk. She had no idea if she was good at sucking or not.

All that flooded her mind, but she was brought back to reality by Mark’s voice.

“Too damn slow Teach.”

Things were out of control and moving too fast for Brooke. But to not make matters worse Brooke moved her mouth closer to Mark’s hard cock. Her nose picked up the aroma of a male cock, but Brooke stuck out her tongue and slid it under his male member. The cock twitched and jumped at the touch of Brooke’s wet tongue. As she started to run her tongue back and forth under his large cock, he grabbed her hair, stopping her, backing her face away. She was confused, but then saw as he hung her necklace over his cock.

“Kiss it, make love to it, starting sucking Brooke!”

Brooke could only stare at her cross necklace as she opened her mouth and took the cock into her mouth. The bigger size of the cock, it was without a doubt the largest Brooke had ever seen or had in her mouth before! She swirled her tongue around it, and realized the head wasn’t far from her throat. She gagged briefly from just the thought. Brooke’s cheeks were puffed out. She was about to wrap her sweet lips around the invader, but once more Mark stopped her.

“Put your hands on top of your head, clasp them together …… like you are praying. I want to see those earrings swinging, cunt!” Mark finished with a sinister laugh. Brooke did as she was told. Mark watched both her tits rise up. It was a huge turn-on and Brooke felt his cock grow larger in her mouth.

Brooke was doing a very good job sucking Mark’s cock! Her tongue moving around his cock, but mainly trying to keep his cock out of her throat. That was Mark’s impression, as he ran one hand through her soft blonde hair. Brooke was getting emotional as again the reality of what was happening hit home. She began crying, tears along with her sucking sounds, and some gagging from her throat. Tears were mixing with spit from her mouth, running down her chin, in several different trails, then trickling down her neck.

So far this blow job was going at Brooke’s pace, although she certainly didn’t think that. Her mouth and jaw were hurting and she knew from previous experiences, he hadn’t shot out his cum yet, but her mouth was full of liquid.

Mark caught two sights that made him sexually crazy. Brooke’s breasts were jiggling, in most sexy ways, and as she struggled to take more cock in her mouth, her gray high heels were kicking up and down. It made Mark want even more. He reached down and took one of her boobs in his hand! The rounded orb filled his hand. He rubbed the nipple with his thumb and squeezed hard, feeling the flesh roll in his hand. The molesting of her breast only made Brooke’s heels kick up higher!

All that pushed Mark to just want to take what he desired, taking her mouth, and her confidence. Using both his hands, he tangled them into both sides of her hair, holding tight. He yanked her face forward, her mouth right up against his pubic hair. His wet cock slid down into Brooke’s throat. Her gagging sounds were music to his ears! He held her face there, not allowing her to retreat. Brooke’s hands had left the top of her head and were now pounding as hard as she could against his thighs.

Brooke couldn’t breathe, not realizing she still could through her nose. Her chest burned, her beautiful hazel eyes were huge, like saucers. Suddenly her throat was slimy, a lump of cum had been released from Mark’s cock. She heard him moan, moan again, then grunt in victory. Brooke felt the cock pulling out of her throat, just enough air entered her mouth. The deposit of cum in her throat began to drain down to her belly. It was gooey and never seemed to stop.

Mark let loose two more smaller volley’s of sperm into Brooke’s mouth. He grabbed the hair on top of her head, “no teeth bitch!”

Brooke wasn’t even thinking that as the invading cock left her mouth. Trying to swallow or get all she could out of her mouth was what she wanted. She heard Mark’s voice.

“Don’t even try to spit my gift to you out on the floor. Take it all down to your belly.”

As Mark pulled his shorts and pants up, taking her necklace off his cock, Brooke was on her hands and knees, trying to swallow and not spit back his evil seed. But she was trying hard not to and do as she was told. Brooke was gagging, trying to swallow, and not to spit any of it back. He loved seeing her on her hands and knees, her tits hanging straight down. Mark took advantage to text Zeke to, “now bring the stuff”

Brooke’s flat belly felt terrible, she had swallowed more cum than she ever had before. As she coughed a snot/cum bubble came out of a nostril. She was a mess. She heard the door open but her hope Mark was leaving was dashed when another man came inside. She heard the door lock. Her nightmare was only beginning.

Conclusion

Zeke came inside, looking down at Brooke, a big grin coming over his face. Mark was behind Brooke, his tie being stretched out between his spread hands. All Brooke could see was a large black hand gripping one of her wrists. Suddenly the stretched tie came from behind, and with Zeke’s help, wedged between her top and bottom teeth, and the ends tied behind her head! She was gagged, perfectly. Zeke admired the corners of her lovely mouth being pulled back. Brooke’s beautiful eyes only displayed horror at what was happening to her.

With Mark’s help, Zeke picked up her legs, Mark took her arms and she was carried to the bed. She was thrown on the bed, belly down. Zeke pulled her arms behind her back, and Mark used the nylon rope to bind her wrists together. Her high heels continue to kick at her attackers, it was her only defense left.

Mark got his phone out to text Wes, “be here in 20 minutes room 442.”

Zeke was examining their young blonde prize. He couldn’t wait to dip his wick into her prime pussy. She had really nice long legs, not much of an ass, but he’d rip that ass up! He took her shoulder and rolled her over. There was plenty of room on the double bed. Brooke fought, but she had no chance of stopping it. Brooke’s tits sat on her chest, very nicely, nipples semi-hard. Zeke shook the bed, roughly, to watch her boobs wiggle and jiggle! He found those tits very enticing.

Mark was back at the bed, and saw Brooke’s hurtful eyes staring at him. He only laughed, “half naked looks great on you Brooke. Let’s look at the rest of you!”

Zeke tugged at the sides of her skirt, then Mark rolled her on a side and unzipped the skirt. Zeke took hold of the hem and yanked it off of her legs, down and over her high heels. Brooke’s legs were long and lean, and called to Mark to run his hands from her calves up to her thighs, stopping just short of the crotch of her panties. Brooke was out of fight; she was accepting her own defeat. Even her heels had stopped kicking. She was tired and overwhelmed.

“Think the cunt has a blonde bush.” Zeke asked.

“No better time than now.” Mark replied. “Hold her feet wide apart.”

Zeke saw the switchblade in Mark’s hands. Taking Brooke’s ankles, he spread them far enough apart. Brooke could see Mark on her left side coming for her panties, blade out and ready to cut. Taking the waistband, pulling it away from her hip, he starting cutting downwards. The panties ripped easily, sometimes on their own. Then Mark switched sides, watching Zeke, a strong man, hold up a leg and lick her calf! The other side of her panties met the same fate. Mark pulled away the scanty remains of her underwear, and as fresh air rushed to her crotch, Mark said it first, “nothing better than nice blonde pussy hair!”

Brooke had a bikini cut for her pubic style. She liked it that way and now she had been forced to share with these two men. They liked the style and appeal of her pussy too! Brooke had only let two men make love to her. Both in college. They were boyfriends at the time. It had been a good 18 months since she’d had intercourse. That time frame was about to end, with these two men raping her. The training she thought was good was now going to result in her body being ravished without her permission.

Mark was busy on the floor using thin nylon cords that Zeke brought to secure to the short legs of the bed. He fastened a long length to both legs at the bottom of the bed. While Mark was busy Zeke took big time liberties with Brooke Simms. Her nice breasts were squeezed for the first time by black hands. He could gather one entire bosom in a hand to have fun with. Brooke couldn’t scream through her tight gag. Finished playing with her “cans” he went exploring with fingers in her blonde crop of soft pussy hairs! Just to tease with her Zeke sat on the bed and licked her belly button, all around her belly, and kissed her breasts.

Mark was finished and stood behind Zeke enjoying his torment of Brooke. Zeke realized Mark was watching and stopped, standing up.

Mark wasn’t pissed at all, and asked Mark, “pretty sweet fun bags she has there, huh?”

“She’s a fucking hot piece of prime white cunt!” Zeke agreed.

Brooke could hear the names and descriptions of her.

Mark pulled up the end of a nylon cord, and Zeke knew his job. He took one of Brooke’s ankles, still with high heels on, and pulled it out and towards the cord Mark had. Wrapping the cord around three, four times before it was tied tightly. Zeke ran a hand up to her lean thigh. The same was done to Brooke’s other leg, even with her squirming. Now Brooke Simms was tied, legs spread wide apart, almost inviting to be fucked! Zeke thought the same.

“Damn, she could be a porn star, fucking hot one, too!”

Mark looked at his watch, “we have about 10 minutes to ourselves. Why don’t you ride her first, break her in!”

Zeke didn’t need to be asked twice. He enjoyed white women, seeing their faces when he pushed his cock in, and when he unloaded his spunk. Quickly undressing Zeke bounced his boner so Brooke could him doing it. She had never seen a black cock or one this large!

There was nothing Zeke needed to do to ready Brooke for her upcoming fuck, she was in a perfect position. Mark tossed Zeke a bottle of Vaseline. Zeke would rather have tore her pussy up, but Mark was in charge and his payout from this caper came through him.

Climbing up on the bed, between Brooke’s tied, spread legs, Zeke reluctantly spread the Vaseline from his fingers into her mound, around her cunt lips, then fingers probed inside her love hole. Brooke shivered at his touch into her private areas. He took a few moments to search for her clit. It didn’t take long for the little love bud to be coaxed out of hiding! Brooke knew her clit was performing for the black man. The sexual sensations she got were overwhelming, plus she was scared to death.

Playing with Brooke’s clit was child’s play to Zeke, he wanted her pussy! How tight was she? He was about find out. As he left his warm, erect cock lay across her belly, he was sure he saw Brooke’s thighs quiver. The contrast of Zeke’s black cock resting just above her blonde patch was amazing to see. But it was time to “fuck the blonde bitch!”

Zeke reared back, holding his cock and pushed it against the young woman’s cunt. Holding her hips, Zeke pushed forward with all he had, Brooke experienced the worse pain she ever had. Her cunt lips were wrapped around the black cock, it buried about 3 inches inside her! Zeke grabbed a breast and pulled up, and pushed in harder. She wasn’t a virgin, Zeke figured, but still really tight fit for his cock. His cock nestled in the warmth of her cunt, yet he wasn’t quite in all the way.

Brooke was very uncomfortable, physically and mentally. with her arms tied behind her back, and her tied legs spread very wide. It also felt like she had a baseball bat stuck up into her belly. Mentally she was a total mess, the worst now was having intercourse with a black man. It just wasn’t something she ever thought would happen. It was also rape, something she prayed would never happen to her.

Zeke was relentless, grabbing both her tits, and forced his cock up into Brooke’s womb where she’d never had one before. His cock was buried up to his pubic hair. Brooke had taken all of his 8 inch black dick! Her vagina was stretched wide open and she could certainly feel it. She arched her back up trying anything to relieve the pressure. All she did was boost a breast into Zeke’s waiting mouth. He chewed on it like a dog with a bone. Zeke feasted on an erect hard nipple.

Mark loved watching this Brooke rape fest! He took out his cell phone to record some juicy shots of Brooke’s face, her tits, and a black cock laying on her belly! Then Mark moved to the bed, sitting by Brooke’s face. He stroked her face and hair. He kissed her cheek, forehead and her ear, loving her earring swinging.

Watching Zeke lean up and back, Mark knew it before the blonde did. Zeke was ready to erupt! Zeke’s cock did go off, pumping shots of sticky cum into the womb of the 23-year-old blonde. She felt every one of them. A burning bubble, was followed by many more! When Zeke finally pulled out of Brooke’s cunt, he had left all his baby making seeds inside her. Brooke felt like her insides had been pulled out by his cock. She felt empty, yet was full of black cum.

As Zeke got up, Mark was letting Wes, and his video equipment inside, and again locked the door. Wes checked the bed seeing the ravished Brooke Simms. He flashed the thumbs up to Zeke and Mark. Then he calmly set up his camera.

It was Mark’s turn; he’d popped a Viagra about 20 minutes ago. Of course, Mark didn’t really need help to screw Brooke. He stripped, walked to the bed and turned Brooke’s head to force her to look at his hard cock. Brooke shut her eyes, but was forced to open as Zeke pinched her breast so hard she thought she’d lose it.

Wes focused the camera in on Brooke’s face, breasts and then her bare pussy. Zeke sat next to her and played with her clit and made it make a return appearance. It made for a terrific introduction to Brooke Simms! It was Mark’s turn and he inserted his dick into the baby making hole and pushed up and in. But Mark’s part of the video was using Brooke’s breasts in all kinds of ways. Squeezing, twisting, pushing them together, sucking on them, and catching nipples between fingers, pulling up and make Brooke’s beautiful breasts bounce up and down. All that fun finally made Mark cum inside of her, leaving another batch of baby batter to look for her eggs! Wes captured cum running out from Brooke’s cunt!

The group of men took a quick break, but not Brooke, still tied and gagged, letting her mind absorb all that has happened and the possible lasting results of her rape. She knew she’d never feel secure or ever trust a man again. Then a horrible thought of getting pregnant. She hadn’t been taking birth control pills. She also was hurting from the way she was bound and from the pounding she’d been receiving. Above all she prayed they were done with her and were leaving. She couldn’t even let herself think they would kill her.

The men returning to the bed shook Brooke back to reality. Zeke and Mark sat her up and untied her wrists. Mark held her and Zeke untied her ankles. Zeke held her ankles as Mark tied her wrists together and to the headboard. Brooke’s eyes pleaded to be let go, but she found her arms up behind her head, tied to the headboard. Terror filled her again. Wes tossed more nylon cord onto the bed.

Mark took her right foot from Zeke and moved it back, bending at the knee, and lifting up to headboard, and to add to Brooke’s total fear, tied the ankle to the headboard. Quickly her other foot was taken and tied opposite to her other. Brooke’s legs were stretched back, her long legs and the back of her calves and thighs on display. She looked up and could see both her high heels. The men stepped away and Wes zeroed in the camera on her legs and ass!

Finally, it was time, the ass fucking of the young teacher. The two flipped a coin, just for fun, and Mark won, getting to go first. Mark got in position on the bed, Wes moved the camera for a side view. Mark ran his cock around her rosebud. Zeke moved in, with a squeeze bottle of KY Jelly and squirted it up her ass hole! Mark’s finger pushed inside, as the camera began recording again, pausing while Zeke did his thing.

Mark was more than ready, spreading her butt cheeks apart, pressing his cock into her ass. There was movement and Brooke’s head hit hard against the headboard. Her butt fucking had begun, hot and heavy as Mark attacked her sweet anus! The video of her ass moving and her face were spectacular!

Brooke’s ass was warm and even cozier than her cunt was. Mark could even play with her tits as he wished. But the Viagra worked and Brooke’s sexiness and youth worked magic on his cock, soon he was filling her ass with hot semen. It burned her tender tissue, but Mark found it a drug like high! Brooke’s mental health was slipping away.

No respite for Brooke, as Zeke was next. He replaced Mark and took time to fist and jerk his erect cock. His other hand was running up the soft smooth skin of her curvy legs and her ass! She felt so good. But it was time, time for Zeke to try her ass. She was still lubricated from the KY Jelly and Mark’s cum oozing from her rosebud. If there wasn’t enough room Zeke would plow through her ass like a German Tank. Brooke ass fucking from the black dude was starting.

Brooke’s heels wiggled back and forth as the black cock poked its way inside her. It burned and tore up more tissue. Zeke took her hips for more support, then he realized his arms were long enough to get at her clit one more time. He began to finger her little nub, play with it, and make it wet and slippery. Brooke, through all her pain, could feel sexual emotions bubbling inside her, along with the cum now shooting up her poop shoot. Zeke filled her ass with even more cum than Mark did. When Zeke pulled his cock out, with a loud pop, Zeke also saw white cum, Brooke’s cream running from her cunt down into her ass crack. Zeke moved aside and Wes zoomed in to get a most sexy and Hot video of Brooke’s cream!

They left Brooke as she was, enjoying the view, and they packed up the video camera and anything of theirs. Mark got water and sat by Brooke stroking her head, her wet blonde hair plastered to her skin almost everywhere on her face. He couldn’t pour water into Brooke’s mouth so he only poured it around her face. Her tongue tried to reach around to catch all she could, but didn’t catch much.

“Listen to me Brooke Simms, you report this to the police and death will find you quickly. Tell no one and your life continues. NEVER repeat what happened to anyone. We are leaving, a woman will be along later to release you, then she will disappear. Tell her or anyone and your life will be short. Thanks, you were superb! Love ‘ya!”

He kissed her head and fondled a breast. Then they were gone. She was alone, tied up, helpless. She could see the clock on the table. It was 11:34 PM.

It was 3 AM when Brooke, she’d fallen asleep, heard the door open. A person came inside, without speaking, loosened her restraints, letting her legs down, and untied her wrists from the headboard. She left the gag in, and in a low female voice told Brooke to count to 100 before moving. Then the female left, the door closed and Brooke, terrified Brooke did as she was told. She finally released her bonds and gag at 4:15 AM.

The woman was a whore of Zeke’s harem. She did it for a grand in cash. Two months later she was found dead, eliminate witnesses.

Brooke laid in bed, regaining body strength and thinking through all that happened. She took a long shower, two hours, realizing she couldn’t call the police. She pulled herself together enough to get to the airport and take her flight home.

Back in the Midwest, at home, Brooke called in sick to school Monday and Tuesday. She claimed she got the flu in Atlanta. She didn’t, but the idea she might be pregnant nagged at it, a black baby sent chills through her.

Wednesday, she went to school. She tried to be her normal self. She got an email from Mr. Garner around noon, asking her to come to his office right after school. He wanted to know about the conference, and was sorry she got ill in Atlanta.

School ended and Brooke walked to her Principals office. She had to go through the office secretaries who all asked about her trip. It was difficult to talk about, but she tried to be polite.

Brooke knocked on Mr. Garner’s closed door.

“Who is it?” The deep voice of her Principle boomed.

“It’s Brooke Simms,”

Mr. Garner responded, “just a moment Miss Simms.”

The Principal took one last view, for the moment, at Brooke Simms, her legs tied above her head and a black dude playing with her clit, extended fully! He grinned and closed his laptop.

“Please come in Miss Simms.”

He had a video for a lifetime of pleasure!