With the pain in her ass from Lucas to the pleasure with Stefan's fingers she had asked why they were doing this as the young man she did not know continued to assail her young body. They positioned her in such a way that she could clearly see that it was Vilmer being sucked off by Rhina's hungry lips.

“Oh, for me it is rather simple,” Stephan added. “There was a reason that I didn't continue my baseball career? Well Vilmer could tell you that we had a little falling out over a girl that we both liked … I could have quite the team, joined another team but I would still see them together now at various games as our teams competed against each other.

“Suffice it to say I did fairly well in staying apart until I ran across the two of you the other day ...” He gestured with his head between her and Vilmer.

“Rhina got to talking and we set this up. Lucas has always been a follower so he was easy to get onbaoard. Criminal act or not, it was about the only way I could take you and get even with you both Vikky.”

Stefan grinned. “Give me the knife,” he said to Stefan. “Now we are going to play a little game … he skimmed the blade again her chest, Lucas still driving into her ass.

“Every time you cry out whether in pain or pleasure I cut dip stick over there. Any time he makes a sound I cut you, now doesn't that sound fun? I know that I forbade you to speak but what the hell, I'll let that question slid, I'm feeling generous today. You may answer.”

Vikky stared in blank surprise at Stefan as she realized what he was saying. She would have froze up entirely, hadn’t Lucas been driving his cock into her rear making her body quiver by his assault and her breath rag up from the pain and other stimulation. Fortunately she was still dazed from the earlier treatment, so it probably hurt less than it should, and her ass had got somewhat used to being raped. Her neck was bleeding due to being cut. Her chest had been cut just over her breasts. Her shoulder had been cut. One of her breasts had been bit so hard it was bleeding. Her head had earlier been bashed into a locker multiple times. Her abused body was in no shape to resist their assault. Vikky felt regretful for having disappointed Stefan that badly, but it was really his fault when he goes maniac about it… She only had one thing to say about this game of his.

“Th-that’s so cruel… You’re so… very cruel…” Vikky’s tears were flowing from her eyes as she looked at him, flowing just like the blood from several cuts. Sperm from earlier was still left on her face. Then she just closed her eyes and hung her head, hoping to be able to endure what was coming.

Stefan grinned as he looked at her, the blade of that knife scrapped against her nipple. “Oh, so very cruel but given that you and Vilmer are all lovey dovy now it is quiet obvious that I have lost you anyway. Now it's time to get started.”

He nods and Lucas eases up on her, setting her down and pulling out of her ass. He makes a hard smack against her ass forcing her to bend over, a finger thrust down the front of her panties as Stefan moves to a locker opening it after asking Lucas what his combination is.

“Did you hear the rules of our little game, Vilmer? No? Well short of it, don't make a sound or your little slut will suffer.”

He returns with two needles full of a red substance. “50-50 Vikky but this is another game,” he sets the needles aside a bench before she is brought to another, bent over it and feels Lucas' finger roughly playing against her clit.

Stefan moves across from her, Vilmer struggling not to utter a sound as Stefan unzips himself presenting his stiff member to her lips, the blade of that knife rubbing against the blood on her neck.

About to cry out in dismay from merely the sad acts which Stefan had driven himself to do due to the events which had occurred, Vikky kept her eyes closed while tears kept breaking out under her eye-lids. She almost gasped out in relief at the feeling of Lucas pulling his cock out of her rear end. She didn’t respond to anything that was said, trying her best to merely stay quiet and remain immobile… but they wouldn’t let her go that easily. The hand thrust down at her clit while she was bent over that bench, playing with it made her flinch periodically, her red expression one of discomforted displeasure trying to contain something within her where she was shaking. Her legs had separated to allow him access, because doing anything else would just inflict more pain on her.

She felt the member press at her lips. Vikky knew what it wanted. While her expression was obviously uncomfortable, internally she tried telling herself it wouldn’t be that bad. She just had to survive. Vikky was on the pill, there was no chance of getting knocked up. So as long as she survived, there would be a way out of here. Sex wasn’t… damaging… after all… So she obediently opened up her lips after a moment’s hesitation, and with her eyes still closed awaited the inevitable intrusion…

"Good girl, Vikky." She is appraised as her mouth opens accepting that hardened length within her mouth. She presses it inside her, stabbing it within her with urgent throughts. So long had he wanted her to suck his dick, so long had he waited for this moment, that blade still dancing against her neck, the cold steel waiting for Vilmer to utter a sound for there was a good reason while he plugged up her lips now. He did not wish to brake away to cut Vilmer though he would if he had to.

Grasping the back of her head he ensured that she could not pull away as he stuffed her with urgent thrusts not caring if he tripped her gag reflect or not.

Lucas pressed his fingers againgt her clit, rubbing in a strong circular motion. He simultaneously smacked her ass as he stoppe playing with her, slipping his fingers against the slit of her sex.

""You know what we ought to do? Keep her for a month or so and do this everyday until she's knocked up."

"That's stupid, too much work besides, we're already keeping Vilmer so that this one remains quiet. You're not going to say anything, are you Vikky?" But his hand was still at the back of her head ensuring that she could not remove herself from him as he pressed inside her again and again urgently racing towards his own climax as Lucas pierces her body with two fingers shoving them roughly into her slit.

"We're taking Vilmer, why'd this be too much work? Why not just take her?"

"Rena wants her to suffer more knowing that her boyfriend is going through all this because of her," Stefan answered his colleague as his cock never failed to miss a beat.

… Hypocrite. You said you hated good girls before… And now you’re…

Still unused to the experience of taking it in the mouth, not to mention that her mouth was currently pretty dry and that she sincerely didn’t want to do this, Vikky had a difficult time trying to accept that penis in her mouth as she desperately tried to counter the instincts to flee. But… even if she had wanted to, there was no way to get away. Stefan grabbed the back of her head and pressed her head onto his thrusting cock. The gag reflex was almost immediately triggered, but it was honestly impossible while his shaft rampaged back and forth through her mouth giving her much more disgust and unpleasantness than stimulation. Vikky kept her eyes dead shut.

What unfortunately was stimulating was however Lucas rough handling of her clit. Vikky’s rear end and legs trembled lightly from his abuse of her lower body, but it wasn’t really enough to make her sound, especially not while her dry mouth was being raped by Stefan shoving his cock back and forth blocking the uncomfortable gagging which Vikky couldn’t stop. She hardly caught what they were saying, being too busy trying to handle this horrible sensation. How… how could they? … Wouldn’t say anything… because they had Vilmer? … No, that wouldn’t stop her… She’d tell her father, if they let her go… This… she wasn’t going to let them get away with this… So there was no chance that…

“Not use to having something so big in your mouth?” Stefan chuckled a little as he forced her over him, driving his member into her as he spoke. Her mouth was a bit dry and so the sensation was a bit much for him to keep up such a frantic pace.

Certainly he was being a hypocrite now for the benefit of Vilmer. If Vilmer thought she was getting into it more than it would get under his skin he hoped.

Lucas' touch on her clit disappeared as he widened her legs apart a little.

“Hm.” Stefan pondered to himself, one hand at the back of her head, the other on the knife dancing about her flesh indicating that he was more than ready and willing to cut into her if Vilmer uttered a sound, the point pressed to here cheek as if he were intending to start there.

Lucas got on his back sliding beneath her, his tongue rolling about that slit, his hand returning to her clit as he rubbed at first it was slow circular movements then stronger, quicker ones matching the pace of his tongue as it moved against her.

No, she wasn’t used to having anything inside of her mouth. Vikky still had the experience of having something inside her mouth, but having it shoved into it against her will was not something she’d ever get used to, she thought and hoped. Feeling the thing rub at her tongue and the other walls inside her mouth… such a disgusting taste… but then she felt Lucas licking at her from behind her. She didn’t even know it was his licking, but she flinched and almost let out a noise, the knife stopping her last nanosecond. No… how could she be stimulated by…? She felt the tongue rub over her opening, her clit being teased, stimulation outshining the pain tremble through her body. Wh-why…?

Desperate to get to the end of this, Vikky forced up liquids within her mouth and attempted sucking at the cock in her mouth to get her mind from the licking behind her. If she could get him to come, this would end quickly… Guys should not be able to continue for a while after coming she had learned, although Vilmer had been a poor example for trying to prove that. She closed her mouth around the cock shoving in and out of her mouth, trying to suck the semen out of him. Vikky wasn’t experienced enough to know if she was doing a good job, but… D-damn, Lucas was doing a good job, Vikky thought as blood rushed to make her blush from the stimulation his tongue and fingers caused at her slit…

Stefan groans. “Yeah, suck that cock bitch.” He did not slow down though as he shove himself between her lips, his hips smacking up against her face as he forced her to take him, his hips clapped against her face as he savaged her.

Yet during this Lucas was playing with her in an effort to get her to loan out his tongue licked at that slit rubbing against her engorged clit. He waits a moment, teasing her all the while before he makes a slow lick up her slit from the base of her slit to the very top, his fingers parting from her clit for a moment to allow that tongue to work over her there before tracking along he slit wriggling inside the heated core of her body easing inside her as he makes powerful strokes against those delicious walls
bliss that rolls through him and he lets out a single groan before clamping down with his teeth.

The sound is enough to reward Vikky with a quick slash over her left shoulder for such a slip up.

Vikky was locked bent forward, having Lucas assailing her sex with his tongue while Stefan was thrusting his penis into her mouth, meaning she was locked from both direction. Vikky’s body was flushed from the attention, but she was prevented from feeling the true pleasure by the pain echoing from several places on her body. It was difficult to suck the cock while it thrust back and forward, and it was difficult to force back a moan while a tongue was forcing itself into her vagina from behind. Vikky’s breath was furious, though it had to be done through her nose. A sharp intake and a flinch came from feeling his tongue go into her, only hardly resisting a moan, while she was slowly getting used to staying still and letting the cock rub against the insides of her mouth which she slightly sucked down upon to try to make him cum… She was finally feeling like this was becoming bearable, maybe she could even steal some actual pleasure before this was ove-

Vikky had no idea who groaned. Her eyes were closed, and her senses way too dulled to register. What she did register, was the knife slashing her left shoulder. Vikky made an inevitable squeal of pain from the cut, and instinctively used all her muscles to attempt pulling away from the knife, down right. She didn’t consider that the best result she could probably get was only to tip over if she wasn’t stopped by Lucas or Stefan, she just wanted to get away. Vikky didn’t want to bleed anymore. J-just trying to pull away…

[I have honestly forgot Vikky’s current condition of clothes and body or position]

Taken at both ends, Stefan wrapped one hand behind her head, grabbing the back of her head. He continues to drive himself within he warmth of those sweet lips, he throbbing as she's forced to suck on him producing little groans from his lips.

“Oh, yeah, just like that!”

Lucas still moves his tongue through her flipping it this way and that. As she tips and tries to lean away from the sharp pain that sweeps though her shoulder.

Lucas grabs hold of her hips before she can get too far while Stefan pulls on her hair sharply, wincing as he's grazed by her teeth. Her hair is jerked on hard.

“Didn't we already have this conversation about teeth, Vikky. But now that Vilmer's here I think I'll let him field this penalty.”

He pulled out of her mouth then and pulled up and zipped his pants up. He walked towards Vilmer plunging the knife into Vilmer's leg and producing a thick scream from him before he walked back to Vikky.

(If I recall correctly she was on her knees giving head o Stefan while Lucas ate her out, topless but still with her skirt, I can't recall but think she still had her panties too which where just swept aside.)



“I'm finished!” Rina suddenly snaps, squirming out of her beau's embrace, a cruel smile upon her lips as she sees the confused look on his face as she pulls away. She eyes Vikky coldly.

“But baby,” he begins.

“Don't baby me, besides we're being rude to our quest and I'm not on the pill so I can't have you cumming inside me. I bet she doesn't mind though. Stefan, Lucas, make some space.”

And the beau approached as the other two melted away.

She didn’t manage to get away. She didn’t even manage to tip over. All Vikky managed was to get her teeth into contact with Stefan’s penis, which he didn’t take too kindly to. Her hair was pulled, painfully, and she was provided a lesson for what she had done. And… he was going to punish Vilmer for it…? N-no… don’t… Vikky couldn’t speak out of fear for the pain. She remained on her knees and kept her eyes closed as blood from multiple cuts were tickling down her arms and body. She flinched visibly when Vilmer’s scream was heard, her body shaking from the mix of worry and knowledge her Vilmer was in pain… He was walking back towards her… was he going to stab her more? No… she didn’t want to…

… Eh? Rhina was… finished? The girl in charge suddenly proclaimed something that got everyone’s attention. Vikky forced herself to look up, wondering what was going on… Oh, she wouldn’t let her boyfriend come inside her… Quite a distance from how Vikky had accepted Vilmer to come inside her despite not being on the pill those times ago out of love for him… Eh? Vikky wouldn’t mind if he came inside her…? … ... Vikky stared up at the man in slight fear as he approached her. She was more than half-naked, blooded from multiple wounds, cheeks wet from crying, exhausted from what she had gone through before and hair in a mess from what Stefan had been doing moments before. And he’d… enter her and cum inside her when she was in this state…? Vikky only stared up at him with pleading eyes as he came closer.

… Where did the other two go? … Um… Actually, Vikky didn’t mind someone she didn’t know coming inside her if it meant escaping the pain… … She shouldn’t think like that… Vikky remained on her knees unmoving exactly as she had been.

“Beau” grinned, Vikky was a mess but she'd do just fine given that he wanted to cum so badly. Stefan and Lucas had been close by though and he gestured toward them with a head nod, the pair on at either arm hauled her up to a standing position and Beau only stood before her, his pants passed his ass impeding his movements as he came forth, his prick nice and hard, wet from Rhina's juices though he was quite large.

She could only imagine that Vilmer was being subject to an attack of sorts by Rhina, she calling for Stefan and Lucas as Vikky was bushed up against a locker, a hand of beau's caressing her cheek after he had wobbled forward a little.

“There, there, just give me what I want and I won't have to hurt you and I want this,” his hand rubbed against her pussy moving back and forth with a slow caress, his thumb deliberately tracing over her clit as he went.

His other hand dropping to her chest as he took up a breast between his fingers, a light squeeze. “I'm not too picky, I'll even let you pick the hole. Of course I've already stated my favirite of the three.”

“… Ah!” A strike of pain went through the cuts on her shoulders as her arms were pulled upwards and she was forced onto her feet. S-so… this guy was in charge of them…? Suppose he had special privileges being allowed to fuck Rhina, but… to simply be able to command the two of them…? But… oh… OK… Vikky accepted her standing position and stood breathing exhausted from the ordeal she just went through, but there was no time to rest as she was pushed against a locker and she was under no illusion what was going to happen next. … What were they going to do to Vilmer…? Last time she had been in a situation like this she had been saved by her father and Vilmer… But her father wasn’t searching for her this time, and Vilmer was… Oh, no…

The boy whose name she didn’t know who she had never ever met before rubbed the opening into her inner being, making her wince from the pleasurable sensations. Eh? When did she become this sensitive…? Was it some backlash from the pain? Was it Lucas having done a ridiculously good job licking her wet? Either case, despite her pained state his slow caress felt… pleasurable… the press against her clit making her open her mouth out wide even if she managed to quench her moan. His other hand grabbed one of her breasts, which only added to the sensation. … Gah… Vikky didn’t like her own reaction to this. He wanted her to pick which one of the three…? Her back-hole was out of the question, it was still aching, and she didn’t want that… thing… in her mouth… … … That left only one… … which she was strangely OK with…

She closed her eyes, turned her head away in shame as she spread her legs out of the way and reached down with her hands to spread her vagina for his entrance. His cock… was big. Probably bigger than Vilmer’s. Or was he? Vikky couldn’t compare currently. Words about why this was her only choice, excuses to why she’d take such a slutty pose, came to her mind, but Vikky found herself unable to mutter them. She could only hope… he’d get it over with quickly… This completely unknown man… Even Stein she had at least known who he was, albeit only limited… but this man who was going to plant his seed in her most sacred place… she didn’t know anything…

Beau smiled as he took a good look at her spread sex. He had got the idea of course and while he was eager to achieve his own release he had in a way been crueler than the other two. Not in the sense of illiciting pain but pleasure. With Vilmer so close at hand and Rhina denying him of his own release he figured that it would miff her a bit if Vikky actually experienced pleasure from this.

Right now Rhina was probably in her own little world with Vilmer or doing something with him he heard movement behind him, Rhina telling the others to grab him. She was bitching about this being easier if Stefan didn't stab him in the leg though Beau ignored this commotion. So he wasn't going to be able to piss Rhina off if she departed sadly but even this did not stop him.

He mouthed one of her breasts as his own fingers rubbed against her sex barely penetrating her there, getting her nice and wet to ensure that she was quite ready. It had looked it earlier but he did not need to rush things as he nibbled softly on her breast careful not to break the flesh as his tongue swept over her nipple.