I was okay with that plan. We were going to curl up in bed and watch movies and just spend some time together. We had been doing a lot of that since t...at night.The week when he was at work was hard. He was away for long hours of time and I laid in our bed for hours waiting for him to get home. I no longer had the ability to fall asleep unless his arms were wrapped around me. If there was a time in which I did not believe in true love, that time had come to an end. He was my everything, and I. I could hardly stand and somebody drove me home and delivered me to my front door. They rang the door chime and cleared off, leaving me alone. My uniform - or what was left of it - was in tatters. I was covered in cum from guys ejaculating over me, and my head was full of it. I was not alone, all the girls were involved and used by these animals. We were as bad as them and willing participants. When my mother opened the door, she was shocked to the core; never had she seen anybody in such a. Amy cried out in pain and shock. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going slut?” Amy stopped moving immediately. She knew now that her fears were about to be realized. The stranger was about to ravage her body more. Amy’s tears dripped down the side of her face and onto the bedspread. The stranger stripped his tuxedo off and hovered over Amy’s practically naked body. “I’m gonna make you beg me to stop, you probably won’t enjoy this,” he rumbled in a low voice. Amy shuddered at the thought of. .. huhuh.” She’s breathing heavily. Eyes closed. Head tilted back and chin to the ceiling. Her chest pushes up and her back arches. She is pressing her forehead into my side. "Mmm.” Her head falls back as her eyes squeeze tightly shut, and her face constricts. “Aaahh.” Her face relaxes and she arches back up again, louder and more accepting this time. She presses the button again and the humming stops. She sighs, opens her eyes, and rolls them back to look at me. “What?” she firmly exclaims, a.