Gang Rape Stories Novels & Stories

I came as soon as he entered me, feeling wave after wave making me shiver. "Oh, look at this whore! She loves it!" I fought against the chains, struggling to close my legs and force him out, but he just pounded harder and harder. It felt endless, and it felt like in no time he was groaning as he loosed his load in me. Chris had barely finished before he had moved away and the next guy was between my legs. Gary? Barry? I couldn't remember. They were all just "Master" to me now, and I was their slave. The next guy pumped a few more times and I was cumming again, as they laughed. I wasn't just cumimng from the fucking; I was coming from the entire gang rape experience. I was marked, claimed by

A stupid small gang in the east part of la wanted us to sell them one of the worst illegal drugs in the world, which we accepted, and then they literally only gave us 1/4 of what they originally said they would give us. Then they had the audacity to think I wasn't good enough to be in a gang, just because I was a girl. Yes, thanks you got my gender right. Good for you. It's so stupid. All that's different is that boys have dicks, and girls have pussys. And honestly, the gang acted like a bunch of pussys with the way they were all nervous. I was paired up with Matei, and luckily he knew that I wasn't gonna take any more shit than I already did, because he was about to step in. And then I told

My vagina didn't even lubricate itself. " Ahh fucking what? "He asked me as he started to thrust. I said the fucked up thing I was told to say when he came, and he didn't stop there. He went on and on and on, and then I was gang raped. I begged them to stop so many times, but they refused, taking turns and getting off from my agony. When I thought I had no strength left, and I was going to die, they turned me over and Adrian traced the gun from my ass crack, to my butthole before forcefully pushing it in.

It made NO sense to me. Something I have seen a lot of in situations like these, with a very high profile male with a case that has such media coverage… There are always other women that come out with similar stories and claims. Not a single other person has come forward to claim Roman Lewis had r*ped or a*saulted them… and Roman had dated A LOT of women.

He then removed his shirt and began caressing his groin. I looked around to see if there were any other people. I was clearly in the wrong place. Every man I saw was naked and caressing their groin. I clench my fists. I was feeling sick to my stomach. I want to die, but being raped is not something I want to experience again. Never, ever will I allow these elderly men to rape me without a fight. I studied my surroundings again and realized that I could outrun them. But I had the uneasy sense that I might be raped again today, after 5 years. I giggle at myself as I shake my head. I fled from a man who had been raping me for three years and was still searching for me. I’m about to be raped by

She said as the cop looked at her suspiciously and said, “Do you have proof of what you just said or can anyone vouch for you?” He added as Lorraine replied quickly, “For the vacation? Yes. But for the babies I got pregnant there and didn’t tell anyone because….it was a rape incident and I discovered I took in, so I hid the shame.” She said lying through her teeth as the cop looked at her sympathetically and said,

And she felt like dying because the shame of feeling so good to her own father's f*cking upped the sexual satisfaction. 'For three whole years, my body had developed so much. How many men have touched me already? Probably more than two hundred? No, aside from my father, his workmates, my boyfriend, my boyfriend's gang and these real gangsters, there are also the bastard teachers and random drunkards, beggars and other lowlives I encounter every night I go out for experiences. Maybe already three hundred...?' Christine did not go home after her meeting with Eithan but instead invited herself in this gang's headquarter hidden in a very messy squatter's area.

Her blood boiling in pure rage as she glares hard at him. As a young man who grew up being abused by his step mom, what was he supposed to do? All his life, he had always lived for this woman. Yes, it’s awful sleeping with his dad’s wife, but who would he complain to? Who would believe that his step mom who loves him so much in the presence of people, treats him as her sex slave behind closed door? Who would believe him if he say that his stepmom raped him while he was just ten, and for the past fifteen years, they have been having sex almost every day? He feels miserable, his spirit is drained and his heart is broken, but who is he supposed to complain to? Even his dad will not believe him

I told her, matter-of-factly. 'Look... I know exactly how you feel... About this'. 'How?' How can she possibly know how I feel!? 'Because years ago, I was raped too'. I was completely taken aback by her confession. 'I was 29. I was separated from my ex-husband, already had my two kids and I hadn't been with Ron for very long'. I was completely engrossed with her story. 'I wasn't new to this life, the way the club is run, the enemies they have, the problems with the law, But.. ironically, It wasn't even club related. Not to hurt them, not retaliation for something they had done... I was out with friends one night, having some drinks. I got into an argument with the girls I was with and decide

“It’s sort of a family tradition, I guess.” “Gang-rape?” Tate repeated, eyes widening. “Well, no… not really ‘gang-rape.’ I mean, you can’t really rape the willing, right?” Chuck laughed. “But… they have sex though?” “Fucking wild sex, dude… like you wouldn’t believe,” Chuck continued. “It was like being in a cage with a bunch of sex-hungry animals. They’re gonna fuck you senseless, suck on your dick and balls, ride you until you can’t walk straight—you name it, they do it all.”