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"Did you guys hear that?" Gary asked tilting his head slightly as
if waiting for something to happen again. "It sounded like a girl
screaming."

Glancing around at the solid wall of trees I shook my head.
"Gary, we're five miles in the woods, I don't think you'd hear a
girl screaming out here. Besides, it's probably an owl or
something."

I didn't really want to be here but got conned into going with
James and Gary, my two roommates. We had just finished midterms
at San Diego State and were taking a break to get away from all
the hassle. Gary's the outdoors type and suggested we get away
for a few days to unwind. I wanted to go to the beach, but Gary
convinced James to go on this stupid camping trip and they ganged
up on me.

"See, there it goes again," he said looking just over my shoulder
into the forest.

"Yea, I heard it too," James piped in but pointing more to my
left. I had to admit that I heard something but I wasn't sure if
it was a girl screaming or not. Then we heard it again and it
sounded close. A little too close.

"Let's go check it out," Gary said jumping up and heading toward
where the sound appeared to be coming from. As thick as the trees
were, sounds echoed and it was hard to determine exactly where it
was. James got up and I watched the two of them walking off.

"Hey, don't be stupid, man. There's no telling what that is and
if it IS someone screaming, do we really want to find out why?"
The yell, or more like a shriek, happened again only lower, as if
being muffled. They kept walking. Taking a deep breath and
sighing loudly, I got up to follow.

It wasn't far, maybe 500 yards before heard voices. They were
speaking Spanish so I had no idea what they were saying. Slowly
we approached, careful not to make our presents known. The first
thing we saw were the five men standing in a semi-circle, looking
down. Moving a branch out of my way, I got to see what they were
watching. One man was kneeling, leaning forward with his hands on
the ground holding something while another man was lying on top
of something with his pants below his knees and pumping his hips
up and down wildly.

We couldn't really tell what they were doing as some of the men
standing were blocking our view, but it didn't take a genius to
figure it out. The man "fucking" someone suddenly cried out and
shouted something in Spanish before stopping. Sluggishly he got
up, first sitting back on his heels and then standing before
pulling his pants up.

That's when we saw her, a young girl naked and cried
hysterically. The other man had her wrists pinned down to the
ground and the first man had just raped her. One of the standing
men pulled his pants down and crawled between her legs and
continued with the gang rape.

"Those bastards!" Gary cried out almost loud enough for them to
hear. "Let's get those assholes!" he added moving forward. Both
James and I grabbed his arms and held him.

"What in the hell's wrong with you?" I whispered returning my
stare to the men hoping they didn't hear him or see us rustling
the bushes. "There's seven of them and only three of us and I can
see at least two of them have guns!" I shouted softly. "Don't be
stupid."

That seemed to calm him down a little. Gary's always been a
hot-head and often charges into a situation without thinking.
This has gotten him into plenty of trouble through the years and
I wasn't about to let his temper drag me along with him. Not this
time.

We watched as the second man to fuck her rolled over and a third
one began unzipping his pants as he dropped to the ground between
her spread legs. I looked at Gary and saw the muscles in his jaw
tighten.

I didn't know what was with him. He's a male slut and over the
past year that I've lived with them, I've seen him with more
coeds than I can remember. He always dumps them when he's done
and will only go out with them a second time as a booty call.
There was one time he said something about women only being good
for fucking, making babies and housework. I couldn't understand
why all of a sudden his chivalry kicked in.

James on the other hand is a momma's boy. He's from the Midwest
and his dad pays for everything, including a generous allowance
just so he can devote all his time to studying, which he does
religiously. He hardly goes out to parties and isn't very
sociable, even towards us. Most of the time he's locked in his
room working on some research paper or something. He's older than
us and will be graduating next semester of which time I should
finally be getting a bedroom and can move off the couch.

The men kept speaking in Spanish, laughing and making comments
toward the girl, but never really talking directly to her. A
fourth and then a fifth man took a turn on her while we watched,
holding Gary's arms so that he wouldn't do anything foolish.
James and I both know from personal experiences what he's capable
of doing. The current man fucked her hard, holding himself above
her with his arms extended so that he could look at her face
while he raped her.

Once finished, the man holding her arms moved around to position
himself between her legs. She no longer needed to be held down as
the fight was totally fucked out of her. He lunged roughly
between her legs and the three of us watched as her small body
rocked back and forth from his thrusts. Our hold on Gary also
relaxed as we felt he was now calm enough not to over react.

It was starting to get dark and I was concerned about finding our
way back to the campsite and made this known to the others. They
seemed to be transfixed on the rape in progress and didn't even
acknowledge my worry. Looking back, I noticed the seventh man
pulling his pants down, readying to replace the one who had just
finished raping her.

"If they start back on her again, I'm going back to the campsite.
I don't want to get lost in these woods and freeze to death," I
mumbled hoping they'll come to their senses and return with me.
The three of us stayed mesmerized as the last man violently
pounded into her lifeless body. He must have been charged up
watching the others fucking her and let out all of his
aggressions on her.

Fucking a grown woman like that would have hurt her a lot but
since she was just a little girl, I knew he was tearing her
insides up. If any of the men should have pissed Gary off enough
to want to charge in and beat the shit out of them, it should
have been this guy but he just sat there with us watching as if
he was at the theater.

I was holding him by the right shoulder and felt my hand moving
as he shifted around. I continued watching the rape until his
hand was moving steadier and glanced down to see he had taken his
cock out and was jerking off! Right there in front of us. "GARY!
What in the fuck are you doing?" I nearly yelled and then caught
myself before getting too loud. He didn't respond and didn't tear
his eyes away from the action.

"Gary, you're gross," James added taking his hand off of his
other shoulder and wiping it on his shirt as if to remove any
"germs" which may have gotten on him.

Conversation from the men got my attention back and I watched as
the last man extricated himself from her before pulling up his
too tight jeans. We didn't know what they were saying and one of
the men actually pointed his rifle at her before one of the
others stopped him. Then, just like that, they began to walk
away, leaving the battered girl alone in the woods. Gary began
grunting and I saw out of the corner of my eye, stings of cum
landing on the leaves in front of him.

"Dude, like James said, you're really gross."

We waited about 10 minutes before going to check on her. We
needed to be sure they wouldn't return and end up screwing us big
time. She didn't move at all during this time and we all began to
wonder if she was dead.

"Maybe they fucked her to death," James suggested squinting his
eyes to get a better look.

"Don't be stupid, man," Gary said punching his arm. "You can't be
fucked to death. If she's dead, they killed her with something
and not with their cocks. Pussies are meant to take a lotta cock
so she didn't die that way," he added trying to sound
knowledgeable. I shook my head at their conversation.

Slowly we made our way to her, keeping a watchful eye out for the
rapists. You never know when they might return and kill her and
us right along with her. They probably figured they could leave
her out in the middle of the forest and she'd die on her own and
they didn't need to waste a bullet.

She was still breathing, but barely. Her chest slightly expanded
with each shallow breath and she was still sprawled out like some
drunken college whore, her legs spread wide and leaking cum
profusely. I couldn't stop staring at her. This was the closest
I'd even been to a dead body but she wasn't actually dead yet.

She wasn't very old, perhaps seven or eight at the most, and was
definitely Mexican. Her long, dark hair was tangled and partially
covering her turned face. She was totally nude with bruises and
scratches on her torso and even though her pussy was swollen and
red, there wasn't any blood. She wasn't a virgin before they
raped her.

"What are we going to do with her?" I asked. There was an awkward
moment of silence between us before James finally spoke.

"It's only about 10 miles to the Mexican border. We could take
her back."

"And then do what?" Gary snidely replied. "Just leave her there?
She'll be in some skanky whorehouse within hours of leaving her
there."

"Then what do you suggest?" he asked.

"There's a Ranger's station not far from where we left my car. We
could leave her there," I said thinking that was the best
solution.

"Or take her to the CHP. Let them deal with her," Gary added not
taking his eyes off of her.

"Whatever we decide, it won't be tonight," I reminded them. "It's
getting dark and we need to get back to camp." They all mumbled
their agreement and Gary bend down to get the girl, hoisting her
over his shoulder like a sack of flour.

Making our way back, I couldn't help but wonder how such a young
girl got into this predicament. I knew these woods were a popular
location to smuggle illegals here, but where's the rest of her
family. Surely they didn't leave her alone with those men who
just raped her. We made it back just as it was getting too dark
to see more than 20 feet ahead.

"Let's take her to the river to clean her up," I said grabbing a
rag and a towel.

"Naw, it's too far to go in the dark. Let's wait 'til morning,"
Gary said carrying her into the tent. "She's had a hard day
anyway. She needs to rest." For once he wasn't thinking of
himself and I actually liked him a little more for that. She had
just been gang raped and was slipping in and out of consciousness
and he had the sense to say let her rest.

James and I grabbed the logs we'd collected earlier and started
to build a fire. Everything had been all set, but with the almost
two hour distraction, it wasn't prepared. We sat by the fire
watching it growing and listening to the crackling of the wood as
it burned. That's when I realized Gary had come out from the tent
and got worried.

"Where's Gary?" I asked looking around thinking maybe he's taking
a leak.

"I don't know. I think he's still in the tent." For some reason,
of which I can't say, I had a really bad feeling about this.
Jumping to my feet, I rushed over, jerking the flap of the tent
out of the way and faced my worst fear. Gary was on top of the
little girl fucking her almost as rough as the last man had.

"GARY! What in the hell do you think you're doing!" I yelled
rushing in and grabbing his sweaty arm. He pushed me away and I
stumbled backwards into James. He stopped me from falling and I
was thankful.

"Get the fuck away from me!" he shouted before resuming his
furious thrusts. I was so angry with him I could see red. Here he
was acting all concerned for her earlier and now he's doing the
exact same thing.

"Gary, stop what you're doing. She's just a little kid for God's
sake!" His erratic thrusts and loud moans told me he was about to
stop, just not the way I wanted him to. He made one last, long
growl before his body began jerking as if he was having a seizure
and he collapsed on her panting.

James and I stood there staring in disbelief as he rolled over,
staring at the roof of the tent trying to catch his breath.
"Damn, that was hot," he said wiping the sweat from his brow.
Turning, he saw the both of us staring at him and he smiled his
shit-eating grin. "Who wants to go next?" he had the nerve to
ask.

I wanted to run over there and punch him in the face, but knew
better. Gary was somewhat of a bad ass and can definitely hold
his own in a fight. I'd surely lose going head to head against
him and we both knew it.

"James, you don't seem to be getting any pussy. Why don't you do
her next?" he said sitting up. It was true that he was somewhat
of a loner and never dates, but that doesn't give him an excuse
to rape a young girl. "Come on, I know you wanna. I can see
you've got a boner," he prodded.

"I do not!" he adamantly disputed but pushed his hands into his
front pockets.

"Come on. Do you always have to be such a pussy?" Gary asked
looking back at the girl. "Her cunt is like oiled silk. And
tighter than your own fist, I guarantee it." I couldn't believe
he was saying these things about this young girl. This is the
same guy who wanted to charge head first into the men who were
raping her and now he just did the same thing.

Reaching between her legs, he slid two fingers into her, not even
causing her to stir, and pushed them as far as they would go
before pulling them out, covered with slime. "Pussy feels much
better when it's loaded," he said wiping his fingers on the
sleeping bag she rested on. Then it hit me. She was on MY
sleeping bag!

Standing, he approached us and we both took a step backward.
Neither of us trusts him enough to allow him to get very close as
we never know what he's capable of. Grabbing James by the shirt
he pulled him over to where the girl was lying unconscious.

"Look at that sweet little pussy. It's calling out to you, ain't
it?" he said giving him a nudge. "You know you want it and who
will ever know, or care? She's just some stupid wetback whore
that's in this country illegally. She needs to pay her dues to
stay here, right?" he asked putting his arm around James'
shoulders. "No one even knows she's here and even if they did,
they wouldn't care. You saw what those other guys did to her and
what makes them any better than us? Go on, fuck 'er. She's got
the tightest pussy you'll ever feel."

I saw James swallow hard and for a spit second, actually though
he was considering it. Gary leaned closer and whispered something
into his ear that I couldn't hear and he suddenly looked at him.
"It's our secret, remember?"

When James pulled his shirt off, I had to say something. Gary
might have him fooled, but not me. "James, think about what
you're about to do."

"What he's about to do is finally man up and quit being a wuss
all the time, aren't you, Jimmy?" he said patting his back. I
figured he'd change his mind after Gary called him that as he
hated that nickname but when he pulled his jeans off, I knew he
was going all the way.

"Wait, James, don't do this. He's trying to make you just as
guilty as he is so we won't tell anyone. Don't fall for it."
James was hard and dropped to his knees on my sleeping bag
between her parted legs. I held my breath as he leaned forward
and pushed himself into her, just like that. She let out a soft
groan as he thrust forward and buried his entire cock into her.

I couldn't watch, but couldn't tear my eyes away as he began
plunging repeatedly into the small child. What is going on here?
Gary I could see raping her, but not James. He's always the goody
two-shoe and never once got into any trouble. What did Gary say
that convinced him to do this? My vision was suddenly blocked by
Gary standing before me.

"You're next," he said matter-of-factly.

"No I'm not. I'm not going to rape her and when we take her to
the cops, I'm telling them what you both did!" He suddenly got
this angry expression.

"You're not going to do that and I'll tell you why," he said
cracking a smile. "You remember the Christmas party we went to
and you got so fuckin' wasted?" I didn't respond to him and
remained stoic. "You woke up naked and couldn't remember what
happened. It was so fuckin' funny watching you bumble around. I
never told you what happened that night," he said smirking.
"Would you like to know?"

"NO! Gary," James cried out turning his body to see us better.

"Little Jimmy boy here was even more drunk than you and we
thought it would be funny as hell to let him give you a blow job.
You two were so cute together."

"I don't believe you," I spat out looking past him to James.

"It's true," James said turning away. "They took pictures. I've
seen them."

"Only a few people have seen those pictures and if you want to
keep it that way, you'll play along with us," he added taking a
step closer to me. "Oh, and was your asshole sore the next
morning? I bet it was. We took a couple of pictures of you
getting it in the ass, just as a joke, but now it's not so funny,
is it?" he asked standing next to me and putting his sweaty arm
around my shoulder. I squirmed away and moved about a foot. I
didn't want to be any where near him. "Don't be like that; I'm
trying to help us here."

"HELP? How is raping a little girl helping?"

"James has it easy. Daddy is paying for everything. My parents
can only afford to pay tuition and I'm on my own for the rest and
I know your parents don't even help out that much. You've got
loans, grants and that boring little over night job at the
7-Eleven you slave at five days a week. And for what?"

"I'll tell you for what. To make something of myself so that I
won't be trapped in the same dead end job my father's in."

"By the time you pay off your loans, you'll be ready to retire,"
he said putting his arm back around my shoulders. "I've got the
perfect solution and all it will take is a little cooperation on
everyone's part."

I was still fuming and didn't really want to hear anything he had
to say. What he did and what James is doing is wrong no matter
what he tries to tell me. That little girl is someone's daughter,
someone's sister, niece and cousin. She shouldn't be alone out
here like this.

"This is actually our lucky day, my friend," he added with his
toothy grin. "She's gunna be our meal ticket for the next few
years."

"What are you talking about?" I asked totally baffled.

James's grunting and whimpering drew my attention from Gary as I
watched his ass muscles contract and relax as he came inside of
her.

"She's an illegal and no body knows she's even here. We can do
whatever the fuck we want to her and no one will care. Think
about it. Our own little whore." I looked back at him.

"You can't be serious. A whore? She's just a little girl, she's
not a whore."

"Obviously she is or why else would those guys had been fucking
her. And you saw she wasn't a virgin. She's probably been a whore
for years and she tried to escape so her keepers taught her a
lesson." I wasn't buying what he was saying and still wanted to
go to the police.

"And the pictures I have, they'll be our secret, okay?" That's
it. That's what he threatened James with to get him to fuck her.
The pictures.

"Gary, you can't blackmail me like that. I won't cave as easily
as James did."

"I don't understand you, man. Why are you fighting this? This is
a dream come true. You can quit your lousy job, have all your
shit paid for, get all the free pussy you want and have more time
to study. You're always complaining about not being able to
finish reports because you gotta work. You can quit tomorrow and
devote more time to your studies. If you want to get a good job,
you've gotta get good grades. Think about it."

"I don't need to think about it. She's just a little girl!"

"She's a fucking cunt, only good for one thing. What do you think
will happen if we do like James suggested and take her to Mexico
and leave her there? She'll be in a Tijuana whore house by
sunset. And the cops? Do you think they'll make much of an effort
to find her family? Hell, they're the ones who probably sold her
to those guys in the first place. They'll just take her to the
border and hand her over to the corrupt cops in Mexico and she'll
be a little cock pumper in no time."

"So you're saying no matter what we do, she'll end up being a
whore?"

"Exactly. So why not let her be our whore. We deserve to make the
money just as much as those drug cartels down South. We'll be on
easy street."

"Let's say for a minute that I agree with you, how in the hell do
you expect to pull this off? You can't advertise her any place
and you certainly can't send her out on the street. How do you
think she'll get clients?"

"Simple. I know a lotta people. Most of her johns will be guys
from the university. It'll be a win-win situation for everyone."

"How do you figure that?"

"Let's say a guy takes some coed slut out to the movies. It's
over $20 for the ticket and to get popcorn and soda is another
$20 so that's $40 and he's not even guaranteed to get pussy. The
guy takes the same $40 and pays us and he skips the lame flick
and is guaranteed to get some pussy. Everyone wins."

"Everyone except the girl."

"Who the fuck cares about her? She's just a dumb hole anyway so
get over it!"

James was staring at us and I couldn't help but look at the girl.
She looked pitiful, her body a skewed, her pussy inflamed and
oozing cum with her head turned to the side, her eyes tightly
closed.

"What are you waiting for?" Gary urged taking my sleeve. "Go and
fuck her, you'll see, it'll be a good investment."

"Yea," James spoke up hardly a whisper. "Gary's right. She's
really tight."

Looking back at Gary I shook my head. "What about the pictures?"

"Consider them gone."

I couldn't move and it took a strong shove from Gary to take my
first step and I swallowed hard. "I can't believe I'm thinking
about doing this."

"Don't think, just act. That's what men do and you're a man,
right?" he asked leaving it open that if I didn't do it, I wasn't
a man. I was wearing sweats and for the first time realized that
I had an erection. I had been so upset over the events that I
didn't even know I was tenting out. Moving behind me, Gary
grabbed the sides of my pants and jerked them down to my ankles,
releasing my hard cock.

I guess watching had more of an effect on me than I thought.
Shuffling the last three feet, I stood over the battered mess of
flesh that once was a little girl and sighed. It had been a very
long time since I was last laid and her bloated crack did look
inviting. "Go on, what are you waiting for?" Gary asked again
giving my back a small push.

"Do it, man, you won't regret it," James added still sitting
naked next to my sleeping bag. Dropping to my knees, I pulled my
eyes away from her swollen pussy and slowly ran the along her
abused body. Seeing her this close gave the tale-tale signs of
past violence against her. Brushing the tip of my cock along her
soft crack, I shuttered from the feeling. My eyes reached her and
she had the partially opened, her bright brown eyes pleading with
mine. She knew what was about to happen and I could tell she
didn't want it to.

She knew no English and was battered enough in the past not to
resist, but her eyes said it all. I swallowed my saliva and
turned my attention back between her legs and gave a slight push,
sending my head into her hot, tight crevice. They were right; she
was tight and felt as if I was pushing my cock into a pit of hot
lava. I shook from the sensation before easing another inch into
her small body.

She was so very tight and resisted my intrusion but I persevered,
sending a full six inches inside of her tiny opening. Closing her
eyes, I began rocking back and forth, slowly at first and
gradually increasing my depth and speed.

"Yea, fuck the little whore," Gary encouraged and James mumbled
something similar, but I tuned them out. I was in my own little
world and even though I disagreed with what had happened to the
girl, I found myself not being able to defy Gary's authority and
shut my eyes, gargling out something animal-like as my cock began
jerking wildly, shooting several volleys of cum deep into her
immature hole.

Spent, I rolled over disgusted with myself on how easily I
allowed them to manipulate me into this. Gary crawled over me and
I soon heard the sloppy suction sounds of her gooey hole once
again receiving a hard cock. Turning to see them, I was face to
face with the young girl and stared into her vacant eyes as her
body was rocked by his thrusts.

"Can I fuck her again when you're done?" James asked sheepishly.

"Hell yea, we can all fuck 'er as much as we want. She's our
whore now," he said doubling his efforts. Getting up I headed
outside to pee. Somehow I knew this wouldn't be my last time with
the young girl, I just hope it gets easier.

~ end of part 1

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