I am always the sweet little victim that makes everyone’s ass rape fantasies come true. I hate that everyone thinks that they can do whatever they want to me, it is so fucking frustrating. I woke up in the middle of the night to my foster father yanking me out of bed by my arm. He threw a burlap bag over my head, after gagging me and tying my wrists together. I felt him guide me to what I assumed was the car, and I felt him throw me into the back seat. I tried to ask where we were going, but I don’t think it really came out that way with the gag in my mouth. I managed to wiggle around enough to get the bag off of my head. We were surrounded by woods, woods, and more woods. We drove for hours with no signs of people anywhere in sight. We finally arrived at a huge farm, and my foster father yanked me out of the car. There was a tall farmer waiting there for us. He threw my foster father an open bag full of cash, and my foster father threw me at his feet. He warned the farmer that I am smart and feisty. Then, my foster father sped off in a hurry. It was clear to me that I had just been sold, and that this man, like most men, thinks that I am his property. I waited for him to speak, so that I could really try to determine his personality. He told me that this was my new home, and asked if I would like a tour. I nodded my head yes, and he took off the ropes and the gag. There was no point in running because there was no where even close to run to. He led me to a barn, and when he opened the door I couldn’t believe my eyes. Easily 50 women of all ages, all getting pounded in the ass. Some of them struggled and screamed, but most of them just looked bored and used to it. The farmer then ripped my clothes off of me, and forced me face down on the ground. He slammed his cock into my ass while I screamed for help….. To Be Continued.
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