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My teeth felt the kick of his boot heel once again. He had offered me food as he fucked me in my asshole and offered me a drink as he pounded inside of me. I am sure the balloon in my stomach would burst that was full of the heroine and I would have my last high. Kicking me again I felt the sound of the hits that were being delivered to my rib cage. I was trying to enjoy the snort of my last blow as the punishment continued on my torso. It was the price of partying too much with a maniac on my campus. I should have known something was wrong when the party started and someone spoke the words killer phone sex rocks the house! I was so high I didn’t know what the fuck they were talking about or being led back to the a room where the real party had just started. Some guy whoever the hell he was ripped me out of all my clothes and I was naked I felt the bottle being tossed at me but didn’t give it much attention.

     The next thing I knew I was being slapped by a big hand that knocked me to the ground, The force at which he hit me would haunt me until my impending death. Ripping my clothes off and spreading my legs apart I felt the first of them push into me and the blood gush out of my cunny like water. It was all I could do not to cry and scream at the top of my lungs as I felt the gag go in my mouth. I smelled the scent of my cunny and the cream from my underwear that was being forced down my throat. My lips were torn open again and I felt the balloon inserted inside  my mouth and the stiff kick to my stomach. As I felt my body ripped apart from the position of cocks I felt a little tear roll down my face. It was too late much too late. Picking up my bloody body and putting me on the wheel that ripped me from limb to limb my last thoughts as he pulled me apart were that this was one party I would never forget!

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