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Archive name: Helddown.txt (MM/F, teens nc, forced)
Authors name: Wiley06 (wiley06@nym.alias.net)
Story title : HELD DOWN

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Author's note:

Someone wrote to me suggesting that I write about a 
girl who gets held down and eaten out while being 
fucked in the throat. The idea intrigued me since most 
of my heroines/victims only get dick. This is the 
result. I was going to finish it up by having the boys 
fuck her cunt and ass after growing too excited 
watching her get off, but I figured that wouldn't quite 
fit (although I might finish it off by doing that yet).
For the most part (except the end), this is one of my 
stories which brush closer to reality than most of my 
others.
Enjoy,

Wiley06

As usual, comments welcomed.

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Cindy stared in wide-eyed horror as she faced her 
boyfriend, the captain of the basketball team. "You 
can't mean this, Tommy, please." She tried to hug him, 
confused and hurt and scared. She was a sophomore on 
the cheerleading squad, her blond good looks and lithe, 
womanly body combined with a friendly personality to 
make her one of the more popular underclasswomen on the 
campus.  It wasn't too big a surprise when Tommy had 
asked her out, and they had been going out for two 
months now, and she really cared about him she couldn't 
understand why he was doing this to her.

She felt his hands on her shoulders, pushing her away, 
holding her away, as tears blurred her vision, her big 
blue eyes glistening in the dim light of the locker 
room.  She had followed Tommy in here because he had 
wanted a blowjob she had been giving him head every day 
for two weeks now, enjoying how much he enjoyed the way 
she used her mouth on him and had assured her that the 
locker room would be empty.  "Come on, Cindy.  On the 
team we agreed that we'd share everything.  It won't be 
so bad."

She shook her shoulders and slapped at his hands, angry 
now.  "No!  Let me go!"  She was speaking to the group 
of eleven boys, black and white, tall and muscular, 
standing silently behind Tommy the other members of the 
team.  She stood there, shaking in fury and fear and 
hurt, her lean, long legs two clean white pillars 
leading up to the skimpy cheerleading skirt hiding her 
firm round ass.  Her white blouse hid her smallish 
breasts, her arms quivering from behind white sleeves.

They moved around her silently at a nod from Tommy, 
like a nightmare, silent and inexorable.  She stood, 
more stunned that Tommy would try to force her to do 
this, would force her to fellacio the entire team, than 
that he had asked her to.  Hands gripped her upper arms 
as she stared dumbly around her, at five foot six tall 
for her age, but dwarfed by the boys around her.  She 
shuddered, and resisted as they forced her onto her 
back on one of the narrow benches in the isles, her 
legs on either side of it, her skirt riding up her 
legs, falling gently between her thighs, her breasts 
thrusting up as they pulled her arms under the bench.  

She couldn't think she was stunned, only able to look 
pleadingly at Tommy, who smiled down at her.  "It won't 
be so bad, Cindy.  Just relax."  He turned his eyes 
away from hers as she whispered, "Tommy, no, don't," 
tears streaming down her face, her body shaking as if 
she hypothermia.

"Tie her hands up," she heard Tommy say, and for the 
first time she realized that it was really going to 
happen, that Tommy was really planning to give her to 
his teammates.  She screamed, the sound echoing around 
the locker room like a death cry as her lithe body 
strained against the hands suddenly grown hard on her 
arms and her thighs and her chest, holding her down, 
sinking into her firm white flesh, burning her as her 
stomach heaved as she struggled.

She screamed again, a primitive howl as she felt tape 
wrapped around her wrists under the bench, her thighs 
quivering as the struggled to lift themselves against 
the hands holding the down, bent at the knees, her feet 
flat on the floor.  She wanted to kick them, hurt them, 
get them off of her, but they held her down, her arms 
pinned beneath the bench, hands pressing into the white 
flesh of her thighs, more hands pressing down against 
her chest, flattening her breasts as she strained 
against them.  Muscles corded in her neck as she lifted 
her head, her pretty face twisted by a screaming 
"NOOOO!" as Tommy straddled her stomach, bunching up 
her blouse in front of him, the feel of his jeans rough 
against her flesh, and began to unbutton her blouse.
She was panting deeply, her head hanging from the end 
of the bench, her straight blonde hair pooling against 
the hard concrete of the locker room floor, an upside-
down view of ankles and calves and hairy thighs 
disorienting her as she felt Tommy's hands spreading 
open her blouse, his touch, once so desired, now hated 
as he slipped his fingers over the top of her bra, 
pulling it down until it bunched under her breasts, 
exposing the two creamy mounds, topped by a cherry, to 
the eyes of the watching boys.

"Tommy, please Tommy.  Stop this.  I won't tell anyone.  
Please," she spoke to him, lifting her head so she 
could see him.  She felt his hands on her breasts, and 
blushed again as he ran his hands over her exposed 
breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples.  

"AAAAHHHHHHGGGG!" she screamed as he twisted her 
nipples violently, squeezing and tearing at them with 
his fingers, her scream fading to gasping pants as the 
pain drained from her and she felt his breath against 
her neck.

"Now Cindy," he said, "you've been giving me blowjobs 
for two weeks now.  It's time for me to share with my 
teammates.  You will blow each of them today, and you 
will do a good job, or I will be forced to hurt you.  I 
don't want to hurt you.  Do you understand?"  There was 
a pause, and her mind froze, realizing that he meant 
what he said, that he believed it.  "Do you 
understand?" he said again, his fingers tightening on 
her nipples.

"Yes, Tommy.  I understand," she whispered, horrified 
at his words.

"Good.  Let's get started.  Me first.  You are my 
girl."

Cindy felt bile rise in her throat as she heard those 
words, and disgust fill her as she saw Tommy's cock 
bobbing upside-down in front of her face as she lay 
bound and held down on the locker room bench.  She saw 
hem kneel in front of her and push his cock against her 
lips, his hands on either side of her head, wrapped in 
her hair.  She opened her mouth when she felt fingers 
at her nipples, allowing him to slide his cock into the 
warm depths of her mouth.

Every other time she had gotten excited at this act, as 
feeling his swollen manhood bulging in her mouth, 
tasting the smoothness of his skin, the salty tang of 
his precum exciting her.  Now it was a horror, her 
vision narrowed to his hairy balls, his thighs, and his 
ass-crack.  She felt hands rubbing her breasts and 
stomach and thighs, and she felt sick as Tommy began to 
slide his cock in and out of her mouth, her full lips 
sliding along his shaft as he began to use her mouth.

"Mmmmmgggggffffff," she said through the cock in her 
mouth as she felt hands push her skirt up, palms 
pressing against her panty-covered mound.  She cried in 
frustration as she felt fingers pulling aside the 
cotton and press against her virgin opening she didn't 
want to be raped; she hadn't asked for it.  She had 
wanted to be with Tommy, to make him happy, and he had 
betrayed her, given her up to his teammates.  She 
sobbed softly before gagging as Tommy pressed his cock 
against the back of her throat, her position giving him 
a straight shot down her gullet.

She began to panic as she felt him force his cock 
deeper into her throat and as the fingers at her cunt 
became more insistent, rubbing up and down across her 
labia, pulling them back, exposing her tight hole.  She 
thrashed helplessly on the bench, her whole body 
shivering as she sobbed, the pain exploding in her 
throat dragging sharp, muffled cries and whimpers from 
her heaving chest, where hands mauled her young breasts 
and tweaked her nipples to hardness.

She felt the cock lodged in her throat as if it were 
happening to someone else.  It was all happening to 
someone else:  Tommy fucking her throat harder now, 
using her face like a cunt; the boys mauling and 
sucking on her breasts, bruising them with their rough 
treatment; the hands roaming across her flat stomach, 
pinching and scratching the smooth, white flesh; the 
fingers now sliding into her virgin cunt, painfully 
dragging against her clit, still hidden in the folds of 
her labia; the hands clenching against her firm white 
thighs, massaging and pinching and rubbing them as she 
squirmed in her bondage.

"Oh god oh god yes," she heard Tommy moan and felt his 
cock flex within her throat, and felt the weird 
sensation of his come spurting down her esophagus, 
filling her belly with his seed, his cock buried in her 
mouth to its base, his balls pressing against her nose, 
filling her with the scent of him.  She shuddered as he 
pulled out, denying to herself that this was happening.  

Her mouth hung open stupidly, her pretty eyes dulled 
from shock, her lips puffy from Tommy's face fuck.  She 
saw vaguely another cock approach her, and felt it 
enter her mouth, her mouth engulfing it naturally, her 
lips stretched around the shaft as if there were always 
a cock there.

She shuddered again at the pain of it penetrating her 
throat as a second boy began raping her throat, her 
young teenaged body shaking constantly now as hot, wet 
mouths seemed to be trying to devour her body.  Mouths 
on her breasts, on her stomach, on her thighs, on her 
arms, on her bush; she felt them all over her body, 
squirming, living things sending cold chills through 
her body.

She gasped and squeezed tears from her eyes as she felt 
her panties cut away, and warm airbrush up against her 
cunt, followed by soft lips meeting her labia.  She 
tried to pull her hips away, her thighs and buttocks 
flexing futilely as the weight of unknown bodies held 
her down.  She whimpered through the cock in her throat 
as she felt the tip of a tongue slide itself up and 
down her labia, sending shocking sensations through her 
young body.

She couldn't think; her mind seemed to have shut down.  
Her young virgin body was being assaulted and she could 
do nothing, nothing, mouths and lips and tongues all 
over her body and a cock down her throat spasming as it 
shot its load deep into her belly, tasting salty and 
sweet as it rested in her mouth before he pulled it 
fully out of her mouth, her throat swallowing 
reflexively, sending his come to fill her stomach, her 
stomach which writhed under the attentions of wet, 
warm, living things sucking and licking and kissing it 
like the things against her breast nipping at her 
nipples, teeth hard sending sharp pains through her 
body.

Mouths at her thighs sucked and licked while hands 
squeezed and one mouth right at her cunt make her 
squirm in their grip, a mouth teasing her soft, virgin 
flesh, a tongue gently probing between the labia, 
wetting it, sliding along it, searching for her clit, 
swirling around it, sending shocks of sensation through 
her young body which tightened her stomach and made her 
sick, sick to be suffering this, suffering this all 
because of Tommy, whom she had trusted.

A third boy was fucking her throat and her world 
narrowed down to her head being jerked back and forth, 
her blond hair sweeping the floor with each thrust of 
the cock in her throat, the thump of the hips against 
her chin and the balls against her nose counting time 
for her as hands tore at her scalp and mouths crawled 
over her succulent flesh.

She felt the cold sweats envelope her as lips found her 
clit and began sucking on it, drawing it into a hot 
mouth where a tongue ran around it, fingers probing 
deep into her virgin cunt, one, two, more, stretching 
her as sensations flooded her body from the mouths and 
hands covering her, flaring at her breasts and clit and 
cunt, making her want to scream for them to stop, to 
stop, to get off of her and leave her alone as the cock 
slid in and out of her throat and the teeth chewed at 
her nipples and breasts and the tongue rubbed her clit 
back and forth and back and forth until she started 
shaking, shame and horror flooding her mind as her 
nerves caught fire and her cold sweat began to burn 
against her skin along with the mouth and fingers and 
hands and tongues and even the cock in her throat send 
shocking wave after wave of staccato sensation, hot, 
burning, shaking, quivering, tension seeming to build 
in her teenaged virgin body, to build from the pit of 
her stomach, tightening it as sensations assaulted her 
shaking, thrashing, bucking form, tightening it tighter 
and tighter and tighter until she howled through the 
cock spasming in her throat and every muscle stood out 
in sharp definition from her strong thighs and come 
flooded from her virgin box to soak the lips and mouth 
and tongue working her swollen clit and her stomach 
heaved and clenched and heaved again as an unbearable 
pleasure more unbearable for being forced clawed its 
way through her young body, tearing at her mind, 
heaving at her body like an animal trying to escape all 
the while the lips and mouths and tongues and hands and 
the cock in her throat kept working, trapping the 
clawed animal of pleasure in her body, exhausting it in 
its thrashing and straining and screaming until she lay 
limp on the bench with a new cock down her throat and 
the mouths and lips and fingers and hands and teeth 
still trying to consume her succulent white flesh.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.  Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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