"they aren't wearing any condoms". This bastard rammed as hard as he could into my butt, I tried to cry out around the gag and only ended up chocking...my self. My eyes bulged something awful and scared my tormentor. He quickly reached up and ripped the gag from my mouth shaking my body angrily saying 'bitch don't pass out now, don't pass out now'. I gasped for air and cough as he pulled his mammoth fuck tool from my very sore aching butt hole. The third brute stood between my up lifted legs. They glared at her from the dim corners of the gym as they finished their workouts.Angie saw them talking together as she finished her workout, she heard the hushed tones and saw their furtive glances. “I wonder if I’ve gone too far?” she thought as she picked up her towel and headed towards the door. The man behind the counter was gone. Her unspoken question was answered as one of the men walked to the door in front of her and twisted the deadbolt until it locked. He said nothing.Angie stood. She was on her way to the University of Alabama on a tennis scholarship. That had been her dream ever since she was seven!Miriam got her uniform and attended the training for the Bama Belles. They issued her a short pair of crimson-colored shorts and a white halter top. She was more than a little surprised when she asked not to wear a bra while wearing the outfit. They gave her a new pair of sport shoes and ruffled white socks to complete the outfit. She finished her orientation that afternoon. It happens all the time. I meet a guy, things seem to be going great, then they meet Amanda and forget all about me.”“Ouch. Guys have done that to you?”“Yeah. But Amanda mostly told them to get lost. And not just out of friendship. Why would anyone want a guy who’s that shallow?. Though one time...” Beth looked away. “Never mind.”“What?” I said.Beth opened her mouth, shut it, then scowled. “It was this guy in college. Tony. He was gorgeous. Funny. But like everyone, he was gaga over Amanda. She.