The attackers assaulted and pleasured Darla’s body relentlessly, but for her the frustration of not being able to orgasm was becoming almost too muc... for her to bear. These unknown men who had planned her capture so brilliantly were now raping her again, under the stars, but for some reason her body and mind was responding in pleasure not fear. She knew now that normal sex for her would never do, and that her body was an instrument that any man or woman could easily dominate and control. Darla. He blathered on while shecontinued to rub his neck, and it did feel good. He felt tired enoughthat the wine started going to his head, even though he hadn't hadmuch. At one point she reached around his neck and undid his tie,drawing it slowly off his neck, and he almost stopped her; it feltlike she did it impudently, and besides, he remembered that he shouldbe mad that she was drinking. Dammit, when he was a kid, you at leasttried to hide your drinking from your parents. But he didn't. We changed position. I wanted to put my penis into her vagina. She spread herself wide. But it could not go, it had softened. It was not as easy to push into tight virgin vagina with a limp penis, I learned then.I slept by her side. She looked tired. After an hour we gathered our clothes. We went to a restaurant.We had no time to cook. Tired, we had a good sleep. By the time we woke up it was evening.Street lights were on.There was evening rush on the street. We went for a short walk almost. "I don't want to hear any such silly thing. Of course you're going to the Prom, and you're going to have a great time." Yeah but," Cassie started to say when she was interrupted by the front door bell. "I'll get it," she said, rising from her chair."Not go to the Prom," Dorothy said to herself as she put the now clean cup back in the cabinet. "Just because a few other kids have big mouths..."Dorothy's train of thought was abruptly shattered as twin sounds cut through the air. A sudden scream in.