Vikky had not especially intended to be a ‘good girl’. It was just that with all the pain she had been subjected to her body needed to recover before any eventual resistance. Even now, as they were speaking above her, Vikky’s head was pounding with pain and the cut on her neck needed a plaster badly. There was some blood dripping down from that side, flowing down to stain the side of her blouse… would they even ca-

She was hit again. A hard slap that made her body move… onto the sharp knife cutting her blouse open cutting into her just above and between her breasts. Vikky would shout out in the pain caused by the slap and being cut, but a hand grabbed ahold of her neck and blocked her throat. Not only could she not scream, she couldn’t breathe, either! Vikky felt the intense pain and the blood seeping down into her clothes… why…!? …!? Her blouse was cut open, and one of them bent down and bit at one of her breasts… and broke the skin!? Vikky would scream, pain flaring from his bite, but she couldn’t. Her throat hurt. Why did he strangle her? This was… auw… this hurt… Vilmer, help me…

Her blouse and bra was gone, she was now naked on the top and bleeding from three places. A pained Vikky cried freely, her weak struggles pointless against her oppressors advance. The fact she couldn’t breathe didn’t exactly make it better. Was she going to die here? Further misery was added when suddenly she was pulled up to her feet and her head was shoved into the door of a locker, causing another painful head-ache. Vikky felt like her skull was going to crack. She mildly recognized the feeling of her skirt being lifted. Oh… it was only Lucas now? Vikky didn’t move or do anything at all to Lucas command as she was too busy trying to breathe and calming her panic.

Her neck having been released she was allowed to breath in staggering gasps though her refusal to comply pissed Lucas off. His fingers tightened against the back of her head interlaacing with the hair and SLAM!

He brought her forhead against the locker, not once or twice but thrice. He then reminded her about the knife as he sliced into her shouler blade, a deep cut that flared with the pain of laceration.

"DO IT!" He growled as Stefan calmly smoked chuckling a little at the trouble his friend was now having. "FUCKING DO IT BITCH!" He slammed her head back into the locker, grinning at the dull twacking sound of metal. If she weren't quick about it he was going to show the bitch a lesson – who was he kidding, he was going to teach her a lesson regardless. He grinned at her back eager to continue.

[I remind all readers that this is a dream of Vikky’s that Aegir is manipulating, any scars or wounds she suffer during this event is purely a part of Vikky’s mind and no harm has befallen her real body]

It wasn’t as much refusal to comply as much as inability to comply. But the result was the same regardless. The boy behind her grabbed her hair and shoved her head multiple times into the locker. By the end of it, Vikky’s head was spinning, her mind all jumbled and pain overpowering her other senses. She didn’t even know what Lucas wanted her to do, having lost those words during the painful procedure which she was going through. The knife cutting into the location of her shoulder-blade was too much. The flare of pain forced her to act. Staring into nothingness with tear-eyed eyes of panic, Vikky did something pointless.

She tried to jerk as hard as she could aside upon the last shove, hoping her hair would not hold the pressure. Adrenaline fueled her motion as she tried to escape the knife cutting into the back of her shoulder. She had to get away. Every natural instinct in the human body was built to survive, and she wasn’t surviving this. Though… even if she got away all she’d succeed with would be falling down on the floor and stumbling trying to get up.

EH! She twisted and managed to pull away, Lucas believing that she was too out of it at that point to try shit like this. It was just as well, he was going to pull her away from the lockers anyway. He glanced to his hand where there was a clump of her hair. He let it go and brushed his hand on the leg of his pants but with her on the floor she was at perfect height for him to drive a knee up into her head.

"What are you doing? Not the face. Besides we don't want to knock her out." Stefan warned as he took a drag on his cigarette as he moved towards here, smirking as he game over. "Well, I guess you ruined my smoke brake. Lucas needs help."

And with that he put his cigarette out by grinding it into her shoulder.

"Say when Stein fucked you, did he give you special attention to you little bitch?" He was jerking her up and tugging her over to one of the benches here.

She had to get away, she had to get away! Her own blood from her shoulder was dripping down on the floor, staining it red. It hurt. It hurt so bad she thought she’d pass out. But she didn’t, no matter how much she wanted… (I assume Aegir would keep her from passing out in her own dream) And failing to get away, she felt the hard hit from something solid throwing her down into the floor. It all hurt. Lying quivering on her stomach on the floor, Vikky felt desperation grip her heart even as pain overpowered her will to act. She couldn’t move. She shouldn’t move. If she moved, more blood would be spilled, and it would be better to wait for help… … But wait here, with these people, for help? That was an impossible reque-

Vikky shouted in pain as a burning cigarette was pushed into her. She had only barely registered Stefan’s approach. Squirming to get away, Vikky found herself pulled and unable to fight it as she was tugged over to a bench while Stefan was… saying that… Vikky just tried to scream. There was no answering that stupid question when she was in this much pain. Rational thought? Making clever remarks? Defending anyone? Impossible. Hurt. Blood was still spilling. She wanted to pull herself free, but it hurt too much. It hurt being pulled, too. She really tried to scream.

It had been a trap of course, she had been told not to speak earlier and Stefan made no exemption to that even if he tried to bait her with a question. He grinned upon her. She was hurting but he didn't give a shit. In truth he had wanted to fuck her for so long now and his chance was indeed approaching.

Bending her over the bench they each took an end. Lucas tugged down those panties as he flipped her skirt up. He didn't need her to spread her legs yet and struck her hard on the ass before skimming against her other ass cheek with the knife. Stefan presented himself to the other end jerking her head up by the hair and presenting her with his hardened cock.

"Enjoy!" He wasted no time in thrusting into her mouth deep and fast, a hand at the back of her head pushing her along the thick member, ensuring that she took him deep each time.

With no lube at all Lucas ripped into her ass, one quick and painful thrust after another. He groaned at approval of that tightness as he pounded her back door without mercy.

Despite her struggling, Vikky was unable to do anything to even mildly delay her place on the bench between the two boys. She desperately tried to kick, the pain of the blood from her shoulder flaring yet still, but she couldn’t hit anything like this. Her panties were being pulled off, and Vikky tried to lock her legs together in order to block its escape, but she was too late and her bare behind and sex became exposed to common air. She screamed out of pain again as she was slapped, now she tried desperately to writhe out of her current misery. However, she didn’t get far on that one before her head was jerked up and she was forced to give head…

“Nghn…!” Large stunned eyes watched on as Stefan thrust deep within her mouth, a hand on the back of her head to force her onto his dick additionally. Due to pure fear she tried to make sure to allow it free passage, in order to not choke on it or let it cause her even more pain. It went back and forth, tasting disgusting to someone who didn’t want it, rubbing her tongue as it went in. Then… Vikky had to try to squeal despite the cock in her mouth as a dick penetrated her ass without any potential care and just thrust inwards. She was in pain. Vikky felt about to choke on the cock in her mouth. The one in her anus was just cruel, painfully stretching her out to allow him passage. N-no, this couldn’t be… Vikky tried in vain to kick, but she couldn’t get the angle. It hurt… why would they do this…?

Stefam grabbed the back of her head never letting up as he rammed his length into her. At first she was doing an alright job of accomodating him so as to prevent on choking on that foul tasting rod. There was no gentleness her, no tenderness where she esired to taste him, where she had been entuned with tasting that member.

This had been anything but those moments she had shared with Vilmer where she desired to please him and thus had been more intuned with what pleasures that she could deliever to him.

Stefan was big, but not as large as Vilmer. She might have been able to endure it had it not been for Lucas taring into her ass without any compassion. Even if he were small it would have hurt but the fact that he was intentionally brutalizing her made it worse.

As she screamed out around that rod in her mouth it began to overwhelm her as Stefan deep throated her.

Lucas was larger than Vilmer with a real keen sadistic steak. Her reaction seemed to please him as he smacked her ass harder now with a chuckle.

"Oh, take that you little bitch!" He was ramming into her so hard that each thrust forced her to take Stefan to the root as she was pounded away at both ends.

Every instinct in her body told her to reject the sticks being thrust into her body. To get rid of the dicks violating her comforts, the dicks violating her. But she couldn’t do anything from here. With each thrust into her mouth, Stefan was practicing dominance and eagerness which made Vikky feel so helpless. With each thrust into her ass, Lucas was violating her lower body and sending unavoidable spasms of pain through her. Trapped between the two thrusting into her body at all times made her feel so violated and helpless, the feelings she was feeling terrifying. This was the third time she experienced rape. First time had been her own choice to take someone’s place. Second time she had been asking for it. Now… she had merely been collected. No choice in the matter. So easily collected… Vikky tried helplessly to jerk herself to the side to avoid the dick pounding into her rear, probably without success.

He was so flipping casual about it. Stefan lit up a fresh cigarette as he thrusted away at her mouth, filling it urgently. Each thrust knocking her back just a little before there was a harder jolt at her backside pressing her forward to the point she gagged on the rod in her mouth. The pair wer without mercy and she could feel a hard wet slap against her ass as it was violated again and again.

But the unexpected deep throating that she was made to endure caused Stefan to get closer to his peak. Her groaned sliding out of her and blasting her in the face with his thick seed. At once Lucas jerked her back so she was on her knees.

Stefan grabbed one of her bouncing breasts, his fingers sweeping over the melon there, squeezing it then sliding his fingers over her nipple and squeezing it tightly. His other hand reaching between her legs rubbing against her clit in rough movements more to torment her senses then to arouse her.

"I wonder what Vilmer would think if he saw you now covered in the first of many loads. Now you better fucking moan for me Vikky. You better make me feel as if you want this, otherwise ..."

He did not finish his threat though he blasted her face again, this time with a cloud of moke as he stops the rough treatment on her clit. Soon there after she feels the press of fingers inside her folds as Stefan drops to his knees before her.

She had to breathe through her nose. This was hard. Her mouth tried to cough up the cock ramming at her throat, but couldn’t. As such, she gagged. It was a horrible feeling, trying to escape from the apparatus of sex which was violating her mouth without her permission. Her tied hands tried to fight the binds, but they wouldn’t let go. Her behind was being speared through time and time again, Lucas thick cock claiming it for its own as the hand came down on it to bring Vikky even more pain. She’d have cried out if a cock hadn’t blocked her mouth. There was no way to escape…

Stefan finally pulled out his cock out of her mouth as Vikky coughed extensively, stopping only as her face got stained by a sudden unleashed dose of his sperm. Eeekh. Vikky made a small sound of complaint as she got stained by him much the same way an animal might mark his territory. Lucas cock was still inside her ass, making her breathing heavy and agitated. The violated girl made a small squeaking sound as Stefan grabbed her breast and then went down to her clit to tease her mind. This… was so unfair. Stefan commented on Vilmer’s reaction to seeing this, and then commanded her to moan. Vikky didn’t want to. She didn’t… she coughed again as Stefan blew smoke in her face. As soon as she was done coughing, she looked at Stefan with teary eyes.

“… Nnngh… Why are you… Ghk… doing this to me…? … Ghhfff… What did I -KYAH!- … ever do to you…?” Vikky’s face was riddled in discomfort and sadness as she stared through her sperm-covered expression at the Stefan who had just gone down to his knees in front of her and pressed his fingers inside her. Despite all that happened, her brain still felt stimulation from the contact enough to make Vikky yelp and shudder from the sensations…

CRACK!

Stefan brought his hand across her face nearly loosing the cigarette from his lips, the slap hard leaving a read mark across the side of her face.

"I told you not to speak bitch!"

And since she could not listen to earlier instructions she was in for a little reminder as he took the fresh cigarette out of his mouth ad grinded it out on her nipple.

Stefan grinned, ripping his fingers from her passage and sucking them clean. "Such a fucking slut given how wet you are but I was saving this for later. Lucas, take her."

Lucas hauled her up, she looking away but not setting her down as his pants were still on and his cock still in her ass as he carried her. He was not as quick though he followed Stefan off there down the hall to the other locker room.

Rhina had not yet been ready for them though right now she was with her new boyfriend Vikky at least assumed he was her new beau. Already? She moved quick though as she entered Rhina was bent over a bench with her skirt flipped up and soaked panties pressed to the side as this man was spearing into her passage. Rhina seemed to be enjoying this too and the guy was wearing a condom.

Shit, the worse of it was that though and had to be the fact that Vilmer was bound to that very same bench, gagged with Rhina sucking him off.

"Oh lookie, we get to find out just what your boyfriend thinks with my cum all in your face. Don't mind us Rhina. The bitch couldn't follow instructions so I thought that I'd have to teach her a little lesson."

“Ah-” Her face flared up in pain. Her words had caused her to be hit. Vikky turned her head involuntarily sideways as the pain in the side of her face settled in harshly. She was feeling dizzy, the pain flaring from her penetrated behind just making it worse. Vikky hung in place, unable to consider trying to move away anymore. She screamed out in pain as her nipple was subjected to a lit warm cigarette, making her instinctively trash around trying to come loose, but probably failed. Stefan removed his fingers from her sex, but Vikky couldn’t really feel that through the pain at this moment. Before the pained crying girl realized what was happening, she had been picked up and was carried somewhere, still with a cock violating her ass. While hurting, Vikky felt that her back hole had extended a bit to accept the cock in it, and it wasn’t as much pain in each movement. Not that made much difference to the situation, but…

… Vilmer. The tears didn’t stop as she saw him over there. And there was… Rhina… Why…?

“No… No…” Vikky whimpered as she struggled trying to get out of Lucas’ grip. “Rhina, I thought we resolved this… I-I don’t deserve this… Y-your father died to prevent harm from happening to me… But you’re doing it… He’d be sad to see you doing this…” Vikky didn’t fully realize how self-centered some of those words could be taken. The pain and the sheer despair of the situation made her reasoning a bit cloudy, but she wanted to speak nonetheless. … Though, it was possible she’d be interrupted before she could even complete what she was about to say.

“Then he'd be alive at least bitch! Bring her over, give her a good view.” It wasn't fair that she was still alive, that Stein had killed her father because of her! She was angry at that very fact, incensed to the point of not carrying for she would never see his smiling face again except for in photos, never get to hold her hand.

She had been drawn closer, the young man pushing into Rhina grunted as bliss was over taking him, Rhina stopped sucking Vilmer off again.

“Don't you dare fucking cum yet! Give it to me!” The guy groaned, struggling to hold back as he pumped into the chalice of her quivering body, the slap of his pelvis against her ass resounded in the locker room as Lucas continued to brutalize her ass, this time in full view of Vilmer who twisted against his restraints.

Stefan strode over to Vikkky, two fingers brushing against her clit as his other hand drove a pair of fingers inside her, making semi-circular motions with his hand.

To be plain honest, being fucked didn’t bother Vikky all that much. She knew she was on the pill, so no negative side-effects on that part. However… that they’d do this to her at all… That was what wasn’t acceptable. It betrayed her trust in mankind. Why did her efforts to understand people place her… in situations like this…?

Vikky watched through teary eyes where Rhina was letting herself be fucked by whoever that person was. Since he was wearing a condom… Vikky assumed she wasn’t on the pill. Though the man sure seemed to enjoy coming inside her, even with an order not to come and with a condom covering it. That was probably what bothered Vikky the least in this room. Lucas continued to smack his cock into her butt, making Vikky quiver with each thrust as she felt herself mercilessly filled by his large cock. And Stefan moved in front of her, inserted two fingers into her vagina even as the other hand massaged her clitoris… Vikky yelped out, closed her eyes and looked away, weak movements trying to get away even so.

“… Why are you helping her…? Lucas… Stefan… This is a crime… NGH!” It… only got worse to feel the pain of all they had done to her while still feeling the stimulation…