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! Hi! If you like my stories, or even if you don't, please give me some feedback. I would love to hear from you. alisonames@live.com