He wanted me to star in a gangbang rape porn movie. The only problem, I did not know about any of it. I did not even know the guy. He spotted me earlier in the day and decided to stalk me. When I came home to an empty house, he followed me inside. Even though I screamed, no one appeared to come to my aid. Although I am scrappy, and can fight well for a girl, he still got the upper hand. Punched me in the head, which knocked me out.
When I woke up, I appeared to be bound, gagged and in the trunk of a car going somewhere. I used the tricks I have seen on crime drama shows, like punching the head lights out. But no one pulled him over. Hell, I saw no signs of cars anywhere on this desolate road. Eventually, we ended up at a destination, the trunk opened, and I saw about 20 men. One of them picked me up by the ropes that bound me and carried me into this mountain log cabin. Fuck. I was in the middle of nowhere.
Once inside the cabin, he dropped me like a sack of potatoes on the ground. I knew something like snuff sex would occur, but I tried to hide how scared I was. My family would wonder where I was when they came home. I saw the camera equipment. Whatever they planned to do to me, they planned on filming it also.
I Got Kidnapped and Gangbanged, and No One Noticed
Before long, they untied me from the ropes, and put a collar around my neck. Their dicks came out and they each took turns dick slapping my face before. Then they made me puke from skull fucking me with force. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as they tried to shove at least 4 dicks in my mouth at once. I felt hands groping my tits and fingers in my fuck holes. And I did not like it. I was sober. And normally when I am doing freaky things like making ass rape porn, I am high.
But I felt those raw cocks in my asshole. And I felt them in my cunt. They choked me and slapped me as they forced their dicks deep inside my fuck holes. I screamed until I had no more voice. And at some point, I passed out. Woke back up naked in my backyard. At first I thought it was a dream. But the swollen cum filled holes and ligature marks on my ankles and wrists told a different story. No one appeared to miss me, so I showered, crawled into bed and fell asleep.