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I was walking home from my boyfriend’s house, when a car pulled up beside me. I didn’t recognize the driver but he knew my name. He called out to me so I walked closer to the car to get a better look and see if maybe I knew him. He said that he knew that I was a teen phone sex slut and that naughty girls like me need to be punished. I was about to turn and run away when someone grabbed me from behind. I felt a hand wrap around my face and cover my mouth. They forced me into the trunk of the car and shut the lid before I could even scream. I stayed in the trunk for what seemed like hours. When the trunk finally opened, I couldn’t see anything as my eyes adjusted to the bright lights that were being shined into my face. I couldn’t see who was standing in front of me but I could feel the cold, sharp edge of a knife being pressed against my throat. I was instructed to get on my hands and knees and not to say a word. Once I was on my hands and knees, I could feel the stranger, force his hard cock into my tight, puckered asshole. Another entered my mouth and forced his cock down my throat. I was bounced back and forth on their cocks as they gagged me and ripped my bloody asshole open. Once I was used up and ripped open, they said that they had to get rid of me. I cried and begged them to let me go. I felt the sharp burning pain of that blade slide across my throat as the man grabbed a fist ful of my hair and ripped my head back, exposing my gapping, slashed throat. They took turns fucking my slit open throat as I gurgled on my own blood and slowly faded away.


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