The tight ropes hugged her like an outside skeleton — the bones of a corset. They held her together, gripping her, protecting her. It was a cage to ...eel save in. There had been nothing she could do, especially after the ball gagged her into silence. It made her feel — free? How utterly ridiculous — could one find freedom in being tied up? But it had been how she felt. It still was. There was nothing she could do, so there was nothing to worry about; nothing to be held responsible for — no. Her arms were forced together above her head and her attacker's forceful hand grasped and pinned her wrists to the asphault. She felt two cold fingers slide into the bottom of her underwear and tug them carelessly down her thighs, and as she let out a desperate cry felt a powerful hand strike her across the face. She was dazed, and her vision blurred. She laid back with a heavy panting; she could no longer resist.-----Arching her back she tried to let out a scream as a massive amount of pain. "Charlie, that was really hurtful. You knew I don't date and that I had been watching Karen from a distance. I was so happy last night and now she's gone." I put my head in my hands and did cry. I heard Charlie say that he was sorry. I said, "I am, too. I should have known better than to think it was real." Charlie made to sit down next to me. I said, "Charlie, go away. You've done enough this morning. Just let me be for now. I feel betrayed." After a moment, Charlie left.I sat there on the. ''and i got pull foward so hard my face hit the back seat hardno time to stop him from pulling my arm in my back and holding me with one hand the other pulling my short leaving me ass up squirming face pushed in the back seat on my stomack ass upfeeling a huge spiting sound and the feeling of it falling on my hole before a finger got in ''ohhhhh fuck please please nooo ahhhh''''relax up that cute ass boy, its going to be better for both of us''''ohhhh fuckkk no , i cannttt ahhhh''''oh yes you.