Amber, Fucked Like An Animal by w1drng True Story , Boys/Teen Female, Humiliation, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Virginity, Young

Posted: 2010-05-25 20:12:51

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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: Pacific Northwest

Introduction: Amber was not only raped by a gang of boys but humiliated in the process.

Amber, Fucked Like An Animal

Amber was not only raped by a gang of boys but humiliated in the process.

"I hope you rot in hell you fucking bastards," I screamed at them, though my voice was just swallowed up by the loud music.

I couldn't believe it. I had just been raped. I thought about what had just happened, what got me to this point. Let me step back and start at the beginning. My name is Amber. I am 17 years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall, 34C breasts in a well proportioned 125 pound body. I have blonde hair a few inches past shoulder length. Most people would say that I'm pretty. And before tonight I was a virgin.

A few days ago I heard about this party. One of the guys at school, I hardly knew him, had his house to himself this weekend and word got around that he was having a party. Everyone that was anyone would be there, including me. Oh I had my circle of friends for the past few years through high school but they weren't the in-crowd. I wanted to break into that group, even if I had to fuck my way into it. By going to this party I had planned on meeting some hot eligible hunks and by god I was going to get noticed.

I blew all my savings on this one night. I spent $85 to jump to the head of the line at the beauty salon. But it was worth it as my hair looked gorgeous.

I didn't wear the standard pants but got a pair of Billy cut True Religion jeans that cost me nearly $150. My blouse was to die for. It was a Venus berry-colored sequined top that hung off one shoulder. The sleeves came down just past the elbows. The front swooped low across one breast and on up over the opposite shoulder. My god I looked hot and expected to turn a few heads. I wondered if anyone would recognize me from school as I had never worn clothes like this in the past.

"You're going to get in trouble wearing those clothes," my little sister said as I was getting dressed.

"You had better just keep your mouth shut Suzie," I warned her, "if you know what's good for you." I sure didn't need her messing things up. Then I took a different approach. "Listen, keep quiet about this and I'll owe you one, big time, ok?"

"Anything I want?" she asked.

"Yes, but not now," I promised. "I have to go." I didn't know what she would ask but I didn't have time then to argue or even negotiate. I slipped on my designer tennies and headed out the door.

The guy's name who was having the party was Jake. He was some football jock and all the girls fawned all over him. I just wanted one of his buddies to be interested in me. With only one year of high school left I wasn't going to waste it.

Fifteen minutes later I arrived at Jake's house. There were cars everywhere so I knew I had the right place, though had to park a block away. His parents must have been rich as you could have put a house his size between his and the neighbors on either side. There were a few other kids walking up the pathway as I approached. The music was loud and could be easily heard even with the front door still shut. But when we entered it overpowered me. It took me a few minutes to adapt but soon you just learned to ignore it while talking. There were a few people I knew from some of my classes. We certainly weren't best buds but knew them enough to wave hi. I asked one where the drinks were and she pointed towards the kitchen.

For the next hour I danced a little, roamed around a lot and drank a couple of beers. That's all they had. How Jake managed to get a hold of all the beer he had there was beyond me but I guess rich kids have their sources.

I was listening to the music when some kid came up to me and handed me a drink. "Try this, you'll like it."

I must have looked startled. The kid looked barely a teenager. What was he doing here? "A little young to be here aren't you?" I asked him. He was still holding his hand out offering me the drink. "What is it?" I asked.

"An African Queen," he said, "Just like you. I even included the maraschino cherry."

"Thank you. You may be small but at least you're polite." I took a sip. It was good. "It's coffee but not. There's a sweet flavor. I taste a little orange and almonds. Where the hell, I mean heck, did you come up with this. Everyone else is drinking beer."

"I know where they hide the good stuff," he said. "And you look like someone that deserves only the best."

I took another sip. This kid was actually the first person to really be nice to me tonight. Oh I danced with a few guys but they ran off right afterward. "What's your name kid?"

"Kenny, and yours?"

"Amber," I told him, taking another drink. It was warm and I felt it going down, warming my chest. "How old are you really?" I asked my new friend Kenny.

"I'm old enough, don't you worry about that," he said with a hint of anger. It was like he had been kidded about his age and was super sensitive.

"No, I didn't mean any offense. Really, how old are you, for real, and don't bullshit me either," I said. I took another drink, nearly finishing my African Queen.

"I'm 14, but I'm as big as half the guys in this room," he boasted.

"OK, Mr. big guy," I laughed. "I'm 17 and shouldn't be drinking but who the hell cares? So how about another African drink for your Queen?" I laughed at my own stumble of words.

"Don't go away," Kenny said as he took my cup and walked off to the kitchen.

I turned back to the crowd and watched as everyone floated across the floor. I wondered if Kenny had mixed my drink correctly or if it was really supposed to be that strong. I was a little dizzy. Maybe it was the fact that I had not eaten anything in a while. I wandered over to a table with some snacks and started chowing down.

"I thought I told you not to go away," came a voice from behind me. Turning I saw Kenny standing there with my drink.

Taking the cup I said, "Why thank you Kenny, the chivalrous gentleman. I just had to get something in me. I haven't eaten all day and that drink went right to my head."

"This food is all crap here. Come with me," he said, taking my hand and guiding me away from the table. A few seconds later we were in the kitchen. There were a few people there but it certainly wasn't the crowd he just pulled me from. He opened the fridge and took out a half eaten sandwich. "Take a bite of this," he instructed.

I did and it was delicious. Ham and cheese on a soft wheat hoagie bun. It was better than any I had eaten from Subway. I was a little embarrassed when I realized I had devoured it all in a few bites. "Sorry about that. I guess I was really hungry." I washed it down by gulping the new drink Kenny made me. It seemed a bit stronger than the last but tasted even better.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" I asked him.

"Would you mind if I did?" he replied.

"Well actually you are a little too young for me Kenny," I cautioned him. "You should find a girl more your age."

"What, you don't think I could handle you?" His voice held a bitter tone to it. Someone must have hurt him bad.

Taking another big swig of my drink I told him, "I'm sure you think you can Kenny, but at 14, there isn't a whole lot there that could satisfy my needs. So thank you for the drink and the food but you had better go back to your play room." That was cold and as soon as I said it I wanted to take it back. But it was too late. Why I said that I don't know but the fire in his eyes was unmistakable. I finished off my drink, grabbed a beer from the ice chest on the floor and walked out of the kitchen, back to the crowds.

For the next hour I sort of just hung out. I drank and snacked and began wishing I hadn't given the brushoff to Kenny. For one think he had better food and drink than what I was getting out here. I just couldn't figure out, in my inebriated state, how he knew where everything was, how he was able to get the finer things.

I had to take a pee but there was a line at the bathroom. So I wandered down the hallway and stumbled onto the master bedroom. Someone was coming out of the bathroom but there wasn't any line. "Be quick, we're not supposed to be in here," the girl told me as she walked by. I took as long as I needed to do my business and then left, passing the same warning to the next person.

As I walked out of the master bedroom I saw Kenny standing at the end of the hallway, furthest from the crowd. I smiled and waved.

"Amber, I just wanted to apologize," he yelled out. I decided to let him and walked to the end of the hall where he was standing. There was a bedroom next to him with the door ajar. I could see three other boys in there, all around Kenny's age or younger.

"Are these your friends?" I asked, turning towards the bedroom and stepping through the threshold.

"Yes, one is 14 and the other two are 13," he told me. He took a hold of my arm and pushed me into the room. "I wanted you to know our ages, how young we were, beforehand."

"Beforehand? Before what?" I asked as one of the boys shut the door behind me and another turned up the radio really loud.

"Before we rape your fucking ass," Kenny said. That's when each of the four boys grabbed me, one on each leg and one on each arm. They literally lifted me into the air and a moment later I was flat on my back on the floor.

"What the fuck, stop it you assholes," I screamed, kicking and wiggling, trying to get away. But my drunken state and with four boys holding me down I wasn't getting away any time soon. I started to scream again but someone stuffed a sock in my mouth.

While two boys held down my upper body the other two managed to undo my designer jeans and yank them off of me, taking my panties with them.

"Look how hairy she is," one boy said. While the two pinned my arms, the third held both legs, allowing Kenny to take off his own clothes. When he pulled off his underpants and t-shirt I was a bit surprised. He was bigger than what I would have thought possible for a 14-year-old. He was ready for me too, already erect. I wasn't sure, maybe 6 inches. But big enough to do his damage. I was still a virgin but I feared that was about to end.

Kenny and the other boy spread my legs apart and Kenny knelt between them. I struggled some more but it wasn't any use. They were all holding me down tight. Kenny's body lay down on top of me. I felt his hand as he took a hold of his shaft and rubbed the head against my opening. I got the distinct feeling this was not the first time he had fucked anyone.

"Hold her legs wider," he said to the kid next to him. Kenny pushed my right leg out while the other kid did the same to my left. I felt the head of his prick enter my opening, the first time anyone ever had. Then he pushed. It was like someone had ripped me open. I screamed into the sock but couldn't hear my own voice over the music. He pulled back out and pushed in again, going deeper this time. My pussy was on fire, the pain only slightly less than with Kenny's first thrust. Again and again he assaulted my formerly virgin cunt. Tears rolled down my cheeks but after a couple of minutes at least the pain was going away. I think I was going numb. Several minutes more of Kenny fucking me and I no longer felt any pain at all. What I did feel was my pussy walls trying desperately to hold onto his shaft as he pulled out.

Then when he sank himself deep inside of me it would clamp down again. I didn't want my body to do this but I couldn't control it. It was reacting to the fucking all on its own.

I realized I had stopped struggling. All I could hear was Kenny grunting with each thrust and the current song on the radio. It was Closer by Nine Inch Nails.

You let me violate you You let me desecrate you You let me penetrate you You let me complicate you

Help meHelp meHelp meHelp me That's what I needed, help from someone. The song went on.

I wanna fuck you like an animal I wanna feel you from the inside I wanna fuck you like an animal

God, that's what Kenny was doing to me now. Then he came, one final animalistic thrust deep inside of me and he held himself there. I could feel his cum shoot up his shaft and into my body, filling me to overflowing. He collapsed on top of me, out of breath, just resting there for a couple of minutes. I continued to cry.

Kenny lifted his torso up and looked at me. Then he said one word, "Slut" and smiled. That's when I felt it. He was pissing inside of me. The fucker was burning up my insides with his disgusting urine. I struggled to get up once more but as before made no headway at all. Before he was done he pulled himself out and continued to piss on my pussy, thighs and stomach.

One of the other kids stood up and pulled out his dick. He starting peeing all over my new top. Kenny had finished and took the other kid's place holding down my legs while the new kid pissed all over my

good jeans, lower legs and feet. The last kid finally got his turn and pissed all over my hair and face. I burned everywhere, inside and out. Then the ultimate humiliation happened. One kid pulled the sock out of my mouth. While he held open my jaw the last kid finished off by pissing in my mouth.

They all stood up then, putting away their weapons, Kenny getting dressed. Free now I rolled over coughing and spitting to get as much of the piss out of my mouth as I could.

"You're nothing but a filthy whoring slut," Kenny said, "and you got what you deserved, a good fucking. Actually not not even worth pissing on."

"I hope you rot in hell you fucking bastards," I screamed as they walked out. But my cries were silent next to the music. Though it was another song playing, all I could hear were those words from Closer going through my head.

I wanna fuck you like an animal I wanna feel you from the inside I wanna fuck you like an animal

I grabbed my clothes, put them on, wet with pee. I smelled like a sewer. I had to get out of there. Running out of the room I quickly made my way to the front door. There were a few rude comments but I didn't even pause to see who said them. I was soon back to my car and on my way home. When I arrived I stripped down in the garage, put on some overalls, and threw my clothes into the washer. I then made my way to the bathroom and into the shower, washing away the stink both inside and out.

With summer only starting I thought it would be all over in three months. But my attackers were all freshmen my senior year and made sure that everyone knew exactly what they did to me. Fuck, I hated those kids. But Kenny was right. He wasn't too little of a kid for me. He fucked me like an animal.

The end (unless you would like to hear what Amber did next)

Epilogue: Though dramatized, the core of the story was true. It happened to a friend of mine. She was raped at 17 by four boys ages 13 and 14. One fucked her and then pissed inside of her while the others pissed all over her. They did humiliate her at school that next year. She decided it was time to tell her story.