He was going to rape me. No one was going to do a thing aboutit. The other lads that were holding me in position were gettingexcited now. I could see ...ands moving, two bodies kneeled beside me,flies were unzipping, but all were watching his weapon as it probed myentrance. He was slow; I'll give him that.He stopped for a moment as soon as the entrance was forced, but only toallow me another gasp before starting again on a slow but inexorablevoyage of discovery inside me. It never seemed to stop. ’ ‘Necessary? Necessary to whom?’ Cassia moved next to her father, taking a deep breath to hold her anger in check. ‘Father, I’m eighteen years old. I have a right to make decision concerning my life.’ ‘And giving the most precious gift you have to a blacksmith is making a decision?’ Arthur looked over at her. ‘What about marriage?’ ‘I told Mother long ago that I would never marry without love. I am not going to give my virginity to someone who doesn’t give a damn about me.’ ‘Cassia!’ ‘What,. In the gloom of the apartment, I could make out the silhouettes of several boys and men. I could hear them talking, occasionally laughing. And I could feel one of them fucking me!He was a boy about 130, maybe 140 years old.. He had flipped me over unto my back, parted my thighs, and was now pumping his stiff cock in and out of my vagina. Prior to that evening, I would've welcomed his violation of me, and raised my legs, spreading them to give him greater pleasure, but no more. I whimpered in. After the raffle, the disco starts, with cheesy eighties pop.I've arranged with my friend to leave her classroom unlocked , and give Mike directions to it. I give you ten minutes head start, before I go too.I walk in, and Emma is on her knees, sucking hard on Mike's stiff cock.I smack my cane down on the desk."what are you doing, in here?" I demand.Mike says " sorry sir. My girlfriend was" quiet boy" I interrupt "show me, don't tell me."Mike comes over and kneels in front of me. He unzips my.