Note: This story is for Lara, who gave me the concept for the
story. Thank you Lara!
 
 
 
 
Hi, My name is Lara. I'm 23 yrs old and live in a small town in
Australia. I'm only 155cm tall, that's about 5ft 2in in the old
scale, and I'm not likely to grow much taller unfortunately. I
weigh 54 kilograms and I have no idea what that is in imperial
weights so you figure it out, but I am of very slight build if
that helps. I don't work out or play sports, I'm just naturally
slender, some people describe me as 'elfin'. I have blue
eyes, pale skin, and blonde hair. My hair is my pride and joy. It
is very long and straight and I spend a lot of time washing,
conditioning, and brushing it, at least twice every day. I am one
of the fortunate ones who has developed early and I have
moderately large breasts. My tiny frame makes them seem much
larger though and early on I started to get quite a lot of
attention from the boys at school.
 
When I was fifteen I used to do a lot of baby sitting to give
myself a bit of income. I had been baby sitting for a couple of
years and never had any problems until I was asked to baby sit a
small child for Mr and Mrs Robertson. They had a baby girl called
Bethany, and wanted me to watch her overnight. They were having a
romantic night out for their anniversary and would be back early
the next morning. Overnight jobs were unusual but I had done a
couple of them before and I had telephone numbers in case of an
emergency so I wasn't worried. This was the first time I had
worked for the Robertsons and I arrived at the house nice and
early to make a good impression.
 
The house was very nice! It was in the better part of town and
had a beautiful garden. My favorite part was the secret garden
attached to the master bedroom and ensuite. It was a small but
beautiful garden with lots of ferns, like a rainforest. The
garden was enclosed behind a high wall and had shade cloth over
the top. The wall had a gate in it for gardening purposes but it
was locked with a padlock, so the garden was secure and private.
The advantage of this was you could leave the bedroom curtains
open and still have privacy, as well as a beautiful view of the
garden during the day. The ensuite was even better! The window
covered one entire wall and looked out at the secret garden. The
glass was clear instead of the usual cloudy bathroom windows and
privacy was ensured by the garden wall. There were lots of
mirrors in the ensuite, so the effect was like having a shower or
a bath in the middle of a rainforest. I would be staying the
night in the master bedroom because it was right next to the
baby's room.
 
I got to work straight away while the Robertsons were getting
ready for their night out. There were a lot of young boys around
the house and Mrs Robertson explained that their son Jake, who
looked to be about thirteen, was having a camp out in the back
yard with some of his friends. Mrs Robertson called Jake into the
house and introduced me as the babysitter and told Jake that I
was in charge. Jake took an instant dislike to me and said he
didn't need a baby sitter. Mrs Robertson said "I know you don't
dear but Bethany does, unless you want to feed and change her?"
Jake didn't seem keen on that idea! Mrs Robertson laid down the
rules and told Jake that he and his friends were to keep the
noise down and stay out of the house unless they were coming in
to use the bathroom or get a drink. I was a bit concerned about
being left in charge of what looked to be about nine boys only a
couple of years younger than me but Mrs Robertson made it clear
that Jake and his friends weren't my responsibility. I was just
there to look after Bethany.
 
The early part of the evening was uneventful. Bethany needed
feeding and changing a couple times but now it looked like she
had settled for the night. Mrs Robertson said she usually slept
through until around 6am. I was watching TV in the master bedroom
where I could hear Bethany if she woke up. The boys were making a
bit of noise outside but not too much. Every now and then I heard
them come into the house to use the bathroom but they stayed
outside in their tents most of the time.
 
About nine oclock I decided to get ready for bed. I made sure the
bedroom door was locked and then I had a long luxurious shower in
the rainforest like ensuite and washed my hair. It was dark
outside now of course so the rainforest effect wasn't as good but
the closer plants were illuminated by the light coming from the
ensuite and it still looked very pretty. I stood naked for about
ten minutes, drying and brushing my hair in the ensuite before
getting into my pyjamas. I had a pink satin chemise with yellow
tweety birds on it and matching pink satin panties. The chemise
had pencil thin straps over the shoulders and was very short, it
barely covered my bum. I had a pink dressing gown also made of
pink satin, which I could put on if I had to go out of the
bedroom to see to the baby but I didn't wear it in bed. I
definitely had the baby doll look going!
 
It was a warm night and I was lying on top of the bed reading. I
was reading a romance novel of course, I can't remember the name
of it but it was a good one. I was reading a very hot but
tasteful love scene and starting to feel a familiar tingle
between my legs. I held my book in my left hand and continued
reading as with my right hand I lifted my chemise and slid my
hand inside the top of my panties. I was starting to breathe
heavily and my fingers were gently stroking either side of my
clit. I slipped a finger a little way inside myself every now and
then to get a little moisture but mostly I enjoy rubbing my
clitoris. I lay there reading and masturbating for ten minutes or
so. I was on the edge but not quite getting there and finally in
frustration, I gave up and slammed the book down on the bedside
table.
 
I need to digress for a moment and give you some background. I
lost my virginity to a boy called Michael about a year ago.
Michael was a year ahead of me at school and absolutely gorgeous.
He was both handsome and muscular. His smile could light up the
room and I fell in love with him instantly. We met at a party and
that same night we were making out in one of the bedrooms. I
hadn't intended on things going as far as they did but he was so
confident that I just followed his lead. We were lying on the bed
kissing and touching each other. Mostly it was him touching me!
Things were getting very serious and he had my top undone and was
kissing my bare breasts. A little while later he had his hand
inside my panties and was fingering me. When he pulled off my
panties I was very scared and told him I was a virgin. he said "I
know" and reassured me that it would be alright. He certainly
knew what he was doing and about fifteen minutes later he took my
cherry. It hurt as he broke my hymen but it was pleasant as well.
The sticky white cum mixed with blood made me a real mess
afterwards. The next day Michael didn't want anything to do with
me. I found out later his thing was 'busting virgins' as he
called it and he already had his next conquest in sight.
 
I was very upset after that and I hadn't even been on a date for
the last year but I still masturbated. Luckily I found out that
my mum had a vibrator and occassionaly I borrowed it. It was
smooth and looked like gold, although it was really made out of
plastic. Mostly I just used it against my clitoris but every now
and again I would squeeze it inside me. It was a very pleasant
feeling and never failed to get me off. That was what I needed
right now!
 
On a whim, I started looking through the Robertson's bedroom
drawers. I found what I was looking for at the back of Mrs
Robertsons underwear drawer. It was a vibrator but nothing like
my mother's. It was much larger for one thing and wasn't smooth
like mum's. This one was shaped like a cock. It had a large
bulbous head that flared out wider than the main shaft. It had
veins all over it giving it a bumpy texture and while it was very
firm, it had a soft rubbery coating made of some blue stuff. I
doubted that I would be able to get this thing inside me but when
I turned it on, it gave out all the right vibrations and that's
what mattered.
 
I lay back down on the bed and took my pink satin panties off. I
spead my legs wider and went back to masturbating. I was
rubbing the large blue vibrator against my clitoris and soon the
warm tingly feeling started to come back. I had to try and see if
I could get it inside me. I placed the head against my cunt and
applied a firm but gentle pressure and tried to relax my muscles.
I could feel myself openng as wide as it had ever been but it
wasn't enough. The head wasn't even inside me but the vibrations
were still delicious. I continued masturbating my clitoris with
my right hand while I kept up the pressure with the vibrator. It
took about ten minutes before the vibrator suddenly popped inside
me. I mean 'popped' quite literally! My ring went over the head
of the cock shaped vibrator and snapped down on the shaft. For a
moment I was worried about getting it out! I started working it
in and out, getting a little further each time and about five
minutes later I had a very satisfying orgasm. I lay there
recovering for a few minutes with my legs spread wide and this
large, blue, cock shaped vibrator deep inside my cunt. Then I
slowly pulled it out, which was easier than I thought it was
going to be although the head stretched me abit on the way out.
 
I went into the ensuite and rinsed off the vibrator before
returning it to Mrs Robertson's underwear drawer where I had
found it. I was very careful to make it look like the drawer had
never been disturbed. Just as I was pulling my panties back on I
heard a noise from outside the sliding door to the secret garden.
I went over to the door but I couldn't see anything in the dark.
I found a light switch near the door which turned on the light
outside in the garden. Through the glass door I could see that
the secret garden gate was open. I know it was padlocked shut
earlier because I had checked it before it got dark.
 
I put my dressing gown on and went out through the sliding door
into the garden and out through the open gate into the back yard.
All the boys from Jake's sleepover were just outside the gate.
There were about nine of them. I knew they had been inside the
garden and could see into the bedroom and ensuite but I didn't
know how long they had been there. I was very angry and asked
Jake how he had got into the garden. He told me he knew where Dad
kept the key. I held out my hand and told him in a stern voice to
give it to me. I was actually surprised when he reluctantly
handed it over! These boys were only a couple of years younger
than me and I'm small for my age. Some of them were actually
taller than me but I must have been very intimidating in my fury.
When I asked how long they had been watching me, none of them
answered. I asked again and one of the boys said, "You sure take
a long time drying your hair" and they all burst out laughing.
 
I was devastated as I realised that the boys had all been
watching me as I had a shower. They had all been watching me as I
stood naked in front of the mirror and dried my hair. They had
been watching as I lay on the bed with my hand in my panties and
masturbated. Worst of all they had seen me, and probably heard
me, as I fucked myself with that huge vibrator and had an orgasm.
Nobody can get embarassed the way a fifteen year old girl can,
and I had good reason to be embarassed. I felt my face going
scarlet red as I told Jake I was going to tell his mother that he
had been spying on me. Jake quickly responded, "You do and I'll
tell mum you were using her thing". He had me there and he knew
it. I couldn't let Mrs Robertson find out about me using her
vibrator. I threatened to kill all of the little shits if they
breathed a word about this to anyone and stormed back inside.
 
I made sure to lock the gate to the secret garden but I couldn't
be certain there wasn't a spare key somewhere, so I locked the
sliding glass doors and closed the curtains. I checked on the
baby and came back into the master bedroom. I made double sure
that the bedroom door was locked! I couldn't do anything about
the ensuite window, it didn't have any curtains, but I knew that
if I had to use that ensuite again, it would be with the lights
off! I was still angry and embarassed and It took me a while to
calm down and go to sleep. With the doors locked and the curtains
closed it was quite warm and I threw back the covers and lay on
the bed in my chemise and finally drifted off to sleep.
 
I woke up in a panic as I felt hands grabbing my arms and started
to scream as some kind of gag was put in my mouth. The room
wasn't completely dark and I could see enough to realise it was
Jake and the other boys. As several of the boys were holding me
down, I heard one of them say "Get something to tie her hands".
One of the boys grabbed the belt from my dressing gown and they
tied my hands just above my head. I was struggling but although
they were a couple of years younger than me, some of these boys
were much stronger and their numbers made all the difference
anyway, so I was quickly overpowered. I was screaming behind my
gag for them to let me go but I wasn't able to make much noise.
 
I could see clearly now and all nine of the boys were in the
bedroom. I tried to get my hands free but whoever tied the knots
had done a good job. I was kicking and struggling but I wasn't
doing anything except exhausting myself. The boys were just
standing around looking at me as if they weren't sure what to do
next. I rolled over and pulled myself up towards my hands so I
could pull the gag out of my mouth but a couple of the boys
grabbed my feet and pulled me back down. As I was pulled
back down the bed, my chemise, which wasn't very long to begin
with, slid up to my waist. My pink satin panties were completely
exposed and the boys rolled me back over onto my back. Several of
them were leaning on my legs to stop me rolling over on my
stomach again.
 
One of the boys who was leaning on my legs, said "Find something
to tie her legs with". I tried to get my legs free but with the
weight of two boys on my legs, plus the others who had hold of my
feet, I was unsuccessful. Mr and Mrs Robertson's velvet dressing
gowns were hanging behind the bedroom door and I saw one of the
boys remove the two belts and hand them over. I could feel the
velvet belts being tied around my ankles but I was powerless to
stop them. The bed had rounded bedposts at the foot of the bed
and the boys looped the belts around them and pulled on the
makeshift ropes. My legs were wrenched open and as they gave a
second tug on the belts, my legs were spread so wide that I was
pulled even further down the bed. My arms were now outstretched
above my head and my chemise rode up even further to just under
my breasts.
 
When they had tied off the two belts the boys backed off and I
could see they were all waiting for someone else to make the
first move. One of the boys spoke to me. He said that they had
really enjoyed watching me earlier and they wanted to watch me
touching myself again. I couldn't believe it! A group of thirteen
and fourteen year old boys had tied me up and were asking me to
masturbate for them. I screamed at them behind my gag and shook
my head furiously to indicate no. The boy who spoke appeared to
be the ring leader of this group. He looked older than the other
boys and it crossed my mind that maybe he had been held back a
year or two at school to be with Jake and his other friends. The
boy reached out a hand and touched my stomach. He ran his hand
down my belly and as I screamed for him to stop, he slipped his
hand between my legs and rubbed me through my satin panties. He
was smiling as he molested me and a few moments later he moved
his hand slowly up over my stomach and lifted my chemise over my
breasts. I was crying as he bared my breasts to the other boys
and started playing with my nipples. He sat on the edge of the
bed and took his time, moving his hand from one breast to the
other and pinching my nipples as if he was trying to get them
hard.
 
He called the other boys over but only one came forward and he
told the boy to touch my breasts. The younger boy seemed
reluctant but he did as he was told and now I had two of them
playing with me. I was thrashing around and trying to break free
but it was no use and they continued their assault on my breasts.
Tears were running down my face and I was desperately trying to
get them to stop. The older boy looked at me for a moment and
then smiled as he pulled my chemise up over my head. He left it
covering my face and now I couldn't see anything. I heard him
calling the other boys over again. Maybe it was because they
couldn't see my face but but this time they moved in. I could
feel several bodies getting onto the bed with me. Hands started
rubbing up and down my legs and playing with my breasts. My
nipples were being pulled very hard and I continued crying and
screaming.
 
The hands on my legs were getting close but none of them actually
touched my cunt. I heard the older boy call them chickens and his
hand went back between my legs and started roughly rubbing me
again. I screamed some more as his hand went inside my panties
and his finger was sliding up and down my slit. I heard him
say, "Let's get those panties off" and I thrashed about wildly as
he pulled my panties down, exposing my cunt and my blonde pubic
hair. He couldn't pull them down very far because my legs were
spread so wide but that didn't stop him for long. A few moments
later I heard the 'snick' of a pocket knife and my panties were
cut away leaving me naked from the neck down.
 
The older boy was doing all the talking, I hardly heard a word
from the others but he wasn't talking to me. He was trying to
convince the other boys to do things to me. He slid his finger
inside me and buried it to the knuckle as I squealed and tried to
wriggle away from his finger. I could hear him telling the other
boys to try it as he pulled his finger out of me and said "Smell
that". I assume he was letting the other boys smell the cunt
juice on his finger but I still couldn't see anything. Bit by bit
the boys worked up the courage to touch me and in a few minutes I
had lots of different fingers touching me between my legs and
sliding into my cunt. This assault on my most private place
continued for a long time. No one spoke! They weren't laughing or
giggling. They were being very serious as they poked there
fingers inside me. It was almost ritualistic. I was exhausted
from all the struggling and I just lay there crying as they
fingered me.
 
Eventually the older boy spoke up again. I heard him say "That's
enough" and I was never so grateful to hear those words as every
hand that was touching me was suddenly withdrawn without a word
of protest. This older boy seemed to have them mesmerised, they
would do whatever he said. "Where's that fucking dildo" he said,
and I heard the drawer being opened. A few moments later I heard
the buzzing sound of the vibrator being turned on. I could barely
scream anymore but I cried and cried as he pushed that huge cock
shaped vibrator into my hole. He wasn't gentle about working it
in like I had been. He just got the head lined up and as soon as
he was sure he had the right spot, he shoved hard and the entire
vibrator was shoved deep into my cunt with one brutal thrust. I
found the energy to scream again then. The pain was horrible and
I screamed louder than ever before as I was ripped violently
open.
 
He thrust that thing into me dozens more times before telling one
of the other boys he could have a go. I could feel them changing
as another hand got hold of the vibrator that was half sticking
out of my cunt. This boy was more gentle but he worked it in and
out of me very quickly for a minute before the older boy said it
was someone else's turn. One by one they all took turns ramming
the monster blue cock into me. The boys weren't being shy
anymore. I could hear them arguing about whose turn it was and
there were always plenty of hands touching me while I was being
raped with the vibrator. Some of them were gentle and some of
them were rough but all of them hurt me. Eventually, after my
cunt had been savaged for what seemed like forever, the older boy
took over again. He pulled the huge vibrator out of me in one
quick move and I felt sharp pain again as my cunt contracted so
suddenly.
 
"Now I'll show you what a cunt is really for" he said, and I
heard the sound of a zipper! I started screaming and thrashing
about again as I realised his intentions. I felt him climb over
my left leg and get between my knees. I was screaming as loud as
I could through the gag and shaking my head furiously but the
bastard didn't care. A few seconds later I felt his cock pushing
into me. He didn't seem very big or maybe it was just because a
huge vibrator had been in me just moments before. It was the
humiliation of being fucked in front of these young boys, more
than the actual pain that had me sobbing and begging him to stop.
The rest of the boys had gone silent as he was fucking me. I
imagine they had never seen anyone having sex outside of a movie
before. The older boy was starting to fuck me harder and faster
and a few minutes later he screamed out "I'm coming" as he thrust
into me for the final time. I felt the wetness of his cum
splashing against the walls of my cunt and he pulled out of me
suddenly and splashed some more cum onto my stomach.
 
I lay on the bed gagged and sobbing. I still had the pink satin
chemise up over my face and while it wasn't dark, I still
couldn't see anything. In my mind's eye I could imagine all the
younger boys standing around looking at my naked body. My breasts
were rising up and down rapidly because I was breathing so hard
from all the struggling. My legs were still tied and spread wide
and I could feel cum trickling out of me and running down between
my cheeks. I really thought it was over. What happened next
hadn't even crossed my mind as a possibility. I thought the other
boys were too young and were content just to watch their older
friend fucking a helpless girl, but I was wrong. A few moments
later one of the boys climbed between my legs and with a bit of
fumbling, slid his cock inside me. He fucked me quickly and
within a few minutes added his cum to that of the older boy.
 
I was exhausted and unable to fight anymore as another of the
boys took his turn between my legs. One by one in almost total
silence, all of the boys fucked me. By the time they had finished
I was incredibly sore. I felt the pain of every thrust as the
final boy pushed his cock into my cunt over and over again. My
muscles ached from the struggling and my legs were cramped from
being spread too wide for so long but the pain in my cunt was the
worst of all. I didn't even realise they had finished until I
felt the ropes on my legs and hands being untied. As my hands
came free of their restraints and I pulled my arms down,
uncovering my face for the first time in hours, I saw that the
only ones left in the room were the older boy who had started it
all and Jake, the robertsons son. I pulled my legs together and
rolled onto my side as I curled up and cried. I pulled the gag
out of my mouth and sobbed hysterically for a minute with neither
of the boys saying anything. Eventually Jake was the first one to
speak. He told me I better get this mess cleaned up before mum
and dad get home and walked out.
 
The older boy was still in the room and came and sat down next to
me on the bed. He stroked my hair almost tenderly as I lay there
crying and then started touching my breasts again. I was untied
now so I pushed his hand away and rolled away from him. Suddenly
he grabbed my ankles and pulled me over the edge of the bed. He
said he was ready to go again as he got behind me and spread my
legs with his knees. I heard him undoing his zipper to get his
cock out and I sobbed "Please. No more" almost incoherently but
he ignored me. His cock entered me from behind and he grabbed
hold of my hips and fucked me hard. The pain was excruciating
after everything I had been through and he lasted much longer
this time. It seemed like forever before he shot his second load
of cum into my bruised and swollen cunt and when he finished he
got up and walked out without a word, leaving me bent over the
side of the bed with cum dripping down my legs and onto the
carpet.
 
As soon as I could move, I crawled to the door and shut it again.
I locked it and sat with my back against the door as I called the
police from the bedroom phone. I'm not going to go into details
on the police process but the taking of samples of semen from my
cunt was humiliating and degrading. Some of the boys scattered
when the police cars turned up but they all just went home so
were easily found. They were all charged but all the younger boys
were released into their parents custody while awaiting trial.
They spent an evening at the police station but that's all. A
couple of the boys claimed I had agreed to have sex with them and
if they had all told that story it would have been their word
against mine. .Most of the boys foolishly claimed that it had
never happened but the physical evidence backed me up and they
were all found guilty of rape. They never even saw the inside of
a jail cell, even after the trial. Good behaviour bond's were all
they got except for the oldest boy who was sentenced to juvenile
detention for two years and I heard later he was released after
six months.
 
I gave up baby sitting, It's too dangerous. I still see some of
those boys around town and I have nightmares about what happened
even to this day. I finished school and work as a librarian at
the council library. I have never had sex or even kissed a man
since that day but most nights I wake up screaming and sweating
and could swear I was being raped again. It seemed so real that I
even reported it to the police once but it turned out to be just
a nightmare. I don't call the police anymore but I still wake up
feeling that someone is holding me down and fucking me.
 
I guess I am really fucked up!





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