With a shout she reached for the noose, but the impact had tightened it down to where she couldn’t possibly loosen it. The same had happened to the ...nots at the back of the bed. The rope would have to be cut to get me down.“I’ll get a knife!” Tonya said. She rushed to the door and grabbed the knob, but the bed had halted itself against the door’s frame, effectively wedging the door shut. She yanked on the door repeatedly to no avail. On her final attempt, her fingers slipped from the knob and. Urine, sweat and semen odors permeated the room. “Scream bitch and I’ll kill you!”I couldn’t scream, I could hardly breathe. The throbbing in my head was beginning to subside but things were still a blur. Two pairs of hands grabbed my hoody while another pair of hands had my panties. Both were ripped from my body. I was pulled onto the mattress. I lay there trying to focus. The boy I had passed earlier, it might have been him. Three more boys were visible, one on either arm with the third. “You are so beautiful and wicked,” I whispered in her ear as I kissed her neck. I positioned my cock between her soft breasts as I teased and massaged her nipples and breasts. My moans of pleasure were met with her cries as I pulled and pinched each nipple while my cock twitched with delight.I slid my body down against hers, my pre-cum leaving a trail from between her breasts to the top of her slit. Her body quivered as my rigid shaft rubbed against her clit. Again I moaned as my shaft pressed. I missed Ann when her family left town shortly after she was attacked. Huh, she always used to hate the name ‘Annie’, she insisted she was ‘Ann, just Ann, Ann without the E’, she used to say. But when I held Pete’s newborn baby in my arms, knowing how we both loved Ann as a dear friend, I wanted to call her Ann too, but it didn’t feel quite right, so although I had her birth registered as Ann, I’ve always called her Annie. I don’t think Pete even noticed, at least he didn’t say anything.”“So.