19 comments/ 374585 views/ 37 favorites You Can Cry A River By: blackzilla99 I was on my way home early one morning from my part time job when something terrible happened to me. A week ago I got myself a job as a waitress at a diner a few blocks away from my apartment in the Bronx. I needed the money really bad. The owner was looking for someone to work the third shift. He was looking for a waitress to work from 10pm to 6am Friday and Saturday nights. I asked him if he had any other hours. He told me that's all he had available. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to handle that shift especially on Fridays. I still had my full time job to deal with. I thought that if I worked my normal hours at my full time job on Friday, which was from 8am to 4pm. I figured I could go home and get a few hours sleep before I would start my night shift. The reason why I had to take this job was because of my ex-boyfriend. About two months ago I got sick at work and came home early. When I walked into my apartment I found my boyfriend Robert with his cock buried deep into my girl friend Sally's pussy. The two of them didn't even know I was standing by the door. He was fucking her hard and fast. He was telling her how much he loved her and how he can't wait till she leaves her husband so they can be together. My eyes filled up with tears as I watched the man who I thought loved me, fuck a woman who I thought was one of my best friends. John pulled his cock out of her and exploded all over her. Cum shot out of his cock like a rocket. It landed on her breast, her face and then all over my brand new sheets. The both of them were lying their panting and gasping for air. “ Hope it was worth it.” I said to the both of them with tears running down my face. I couldn't believe that he could do this to me. Especially in my own bed and especially with a friend of mine. I always new Sally was a fucking slut, but I never would have thought she would stab me in the back, especially after all I've done for her. I lost count of the number of times I lied to her husband when he called looking for her. “ Oh…. Shit…Lorraine… It's not what you think…I…I…I.” He said as he tried to explain. “ Get out!!…The both of you…Get the fuck out of my house!!!” I screamed. Sally didn't say a word; the bitch couldn't even look at me. The both of them looked shocked. Sally grabbed her cloths and started walking toward my bathroom. “ Where the fuck do you think you're going bitch.” I screamed at her. “ Umm…Um...I was going to clean up.” She said, embarrassed with Robert's cum all over her body and dripping down her face. “ I told you to leave NOW! Get your cloths and get the fuck out of my house you fucking slut…You find some other place to clean the cum off your face bitch!” I was furious, the bitch had the nerve to think she could use my bathroom to clean my boyfriends cum off her body with me standing there crying. Robert had an old set of golf clubs in the closet by the front door. I turned around and went into the closet. I grabbed the biggest one I could find and started swinging. I don't know if I really wanted to hit them or just scare the shit out of them. I first swung the club at Sally. She ducked and I hit on old lamp I had sitting on the dresser. Glass went flying everywhere. “Both of you better get the fuck out of hear… RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!” Sally grabbed her dress and her panties and ran out of my apartment naked and screaming. Robert looked like he had seen a ghost or something. He grabbed his pants and a T-shirt and ran behind Sally. I slammed the door behind them and feel to the ground. I cried like a baby for about 2 hours before I could get myself to my feet. I called the superintendent of my building, and told him that I needed my locks changed immediately. I haven't seen them since that day. Now that he was gone I was having a hard time paying the rent and keeping up with all the bills on my salary. I found out a few weeks later that Robert had charged a bunch of things on my credit cards. I was instantly in debt. The owner of the dinner had told me that late Friday and Saturday nights was a good time to make money at the dinner. He said that the last girl he had, easily made anywhere from $75 to $100 bucks in tips each night. I figured if I could make an extra five or six hundred dollars a month, I could make it until a found myself a decent roommate. The first weekend on the night shit went pretty good. I was able to go home and get a few hours of sleep before I started my shift. I made $87 dollars the first night. And on Saturday I made $110 dollars. It wasn't easy, I was on my feet all night long and I wasn't able to take a break. People poured into the dinner all night long. I had forgotten how hard waiting tables was. Except for a couple of rude drunk kids and one black guy who stiffed me on the tip, my first weekend on my part time job went well. Last night didn't go so well. I had to work late on my regular job. It was the end of the quarter. The guys in the warehouse were doing inventory. I had totally forgotten that it was my turn to stay late and enter the new data into the computers. I tried to get someone to cover for me. But it was too late and my other co-workers had plans. We didn't get done until 8pm that Friday night. I had just enough time to get home and take a quick shower before I was to start my shift at the dinner. By 2am that night I could barley see straight. I was exhausted. The customers didn't give a damn. They wanted service. It seemed like it was twice as busier then it was last Friday. As the night went on, the plates of food got heavier and heavier. I was looking up at the clock every five minutes. My legs were getting weaker and my feet ached. I felt like I had been awake for a week. Even after drinking three cups coffee I still couldn't find any energy. I prayed that the girl that comes on for the morning shift would be on time. About 15 minutes later Rhonda came in. She was actually early. She walked up to me, and immediately she could see how exhausted I was. “ Damn girl… you look like you're about to fall out…. was it that busy?” She asked. “ Yeah it was busy…. plus I came straight from my other job. I've been up now for about 23 hours.” “ You better get home and get some rest…I'll take over for ya…I can handle it.” I thanked her from the bottom of my heart. I prayed and God delivered me an angel. I couldn't stop thanking her. I went into the back room; I took of my apron and grabbed my purse. It took only 60 seconds before I was out the door. I only lived about 6 blocks away from the dinner. Last weekend when I walked home I had to walk by one of the projects. There were 4 or 5 mean looking black guys standing on the corner. I was sure that they wear either gang members or drug dealers. I was scared to death when I walked passed them. It was early in the morning and the there were no other cars on the street. I walked pass them as quickly as I could. They didn't even pay attention to me. Even though I was tired and walking past the projects would have been my quickest way home. I decided to avoid that area. I decided to walk 2 blocks over pass the white neighborhood. I was afraid that one of the black kids might try to rob me or something. I had cashed my check Friday during lunch. In my rush to get to my night job I had forgotten to take the money out of my purse, and I also had the money that I made waiting tables on me. I made my decision and started walking home. My entire body ached as I walked home. The only thing on my mind was my bed. I was actually walking and dreaming about going to sleep. Then out of nowhere something grabbed me on the shoulder. My first instinct was to scream. Before I could make a sound the guy pulled on my jacket and slammed me against a concrete wall. I was terrified. The guy that grabbed was a tall thin white man. He had to be at least 6 foot tall. I tried to scream again but before I could make a sound another guy slapped me across my face. Things were happening so fast, I didn't know what to do. The one thing that was clear to me at the moment was that I was in big trouble. “ Hey… shut the fuck up and give me your purse Bitch.” The taller man shouted. The shorter guy didn't say a word. The tall man reached for my bag. I held on to it. “ No…No,” I screamed as I tried to fight the men off. I had worked so hard for that money. A weeks pay and the money I had made at the dinner was in that bag. I had to use all the strength I had left to hold on to my bag. My life was in that purse, money that I needed badly. “ Give me the bag bitch,” He shouted at me. The tall guy was getting angry. He was so close to me that I could smell the alcohol on his breath. Then with one hard pull he snatched my bag from my hands and started laughing. I was furious. “ You fucking bastard,” I screamed at him. Then I don't know what possessed me. But I lunged forward and kick him as hard as I could in the nuts. He instantly hit the ground. The other guy grabbed me slammed me against the wall and smacked me hard across the face again. “Are you fucking crazy Bitch…? You really done fucked up now Bitch.” He whispered into my ear. “ John…. John…Are you OK man…Yo!!!…Are you all right?” “ Yeah…. Yeah…I'm going to kill that fucking bitch.” When the tall guy whose name I guess was John got up, he was in a rage. When I looked into his blood shot eyes, I knew that I fucked up and the reality of what I had just done hit me. “ Say your prayers cunt!” He shouted at me. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a big Black Gun. My mouth, fell to the ground at the site of the hand cannon. My whole world was flashing before my eyes. It seemed like my world had turned upside-down within a few seconds. He jammed the gun into my rib cage. I thought for sure that my life was about to end. “ No…please don't kill me…Please don't kill me.” I cried. “ You should have thought about that before cunt… You should'a thought about that before you kick me the nuts. Then I heard a click. He cocked the hammer back on the pistol. Then the other guy said, “ Wait..!!!!…. Hold up John.” “ Wait…wait for what!... This little bitch, fuckin kicked me in the nuts…fuck that shit…I'm gonna smoke this cunt.” “Chill out man…. look at her… she's kinda cute…Lets have some fun with her first.” At this point I started crying and shaking. I couldn't take my eyes off the gun that was pressed firmly into my abdomen. John grabbed me by my hair and said, “ My friends Anthony, has just bought a temporary extension of your life” John grabbed me and spun me around facing Anthony. He put one hand over my mouth and his other hand around my waist and lifted me off the ground. The next thing I knew I was being carried off somewhere. Behind the wall was an alley leading to some old run down buildings. I started kicking my legs and swinging my arms trying to break free from his grip. My attempts to scream were muffled by his giant hand that was over my mouth. Then everything got dark real fast. He carried me into the building. Anthony grabbed my legs and then they carried me down a flight of stairs. They carried me into a small room that smelled horrible. The small room smelled like death. It smells like dead animals or something. The room was some kind of abandoned office. There was a desk and two old beat up sofas. The only light coming into the room was from a window about ten feet up in the air. They dropped me on the hard wood floor like a brick. “ On your feet bitch…. get your sorry ass up…and take off that fucking jacket” When I stood up I found myself against the wall standing between them. John was sitting down; he reached at me with his long arm and put the gun under my chin forcing me to stand up. I could feel the cold hard instrument of death under my neck. “ Please...please don't hurt me…you got my money…please let me go.” I pleaded with a gun pressed against my throat. The both of them started laughing. I cold feel the cold damp wall against my back. I felt like I was trapped. I was surrounded. John was on my right and Anthony was on my left. The cold damn wall was behind me and the big black gun was in front of me. “ Shut the fuck up!” John snarled at me. Then John said, “ You should have just given up the purse Bitch…. Now I have to teach you a lesson…my buddy and I are going to play a little game.” I didn't know what he was talking about. But I knew it was going to be a game that I didn't want to play. “ Now…take off your panties,” At that point I thought, “ Oh My God…There gonna rape me.” Five minutes ago I was on my way home. Now I was standing in a basement about to be raped at gunpoint. I was tired and I was confused. Silently I asked God, why was he doing this to me? Why was he going to let this happen to me? Then John said, “ Bitch, I'm not gonna ask you twice…Here's the fucking deal missy…by the way what's your name? “ La…La…. Lorraine,” I mumbled trying to hold back the tears that were building up. “ Well Lorraine…. here's the deal, your gonna suck our Cocks and then we are gonna fuck you…and you're going to cooperate.” Anthony started pushing my dress up. “ Please don't rape me…. I'm sorry…Please just let me go.” The tears started rolling down my face then I felt a disgusting feeling in the pit of my stomach. “ If I have to tell you to shut up again, I swear I'll put a cap in your ass...Tony prefers his women alive and kicking…. I on the other hand, don't give a fuck…I'll fuck your dead body until your pussy gets Cold...Dead or alive…. You're Fucked!!…You choose Bitch.” His words or his promises brought every thing to another level. The room got silent, as they waited for me to choose. I had no other choice. I took my right hand and placed it on my waist. I hooked my finger around my panties and slid them down to my knees. The both of them just stared at my pussy. I couldn't take my eyes off the gun. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Anthony smiling. I hated they way he was looking at me. Then he let go of me and told me to take off my dress. “ You heard him…. take that shit off.” I grabbed my dress and started lifting it up over my head. It didn't take them long. Before I even finished removing my dress, I felt their hands all over my body. They each grabbed one of my tits and started squeezing them. Then I felt something cold and hard touch my pussy. When I looked down I saw two different hands on my breast and a big black gun pressed firmly on top of my pussy mound. “ Man… She got nice tits…and look at that cute little pussy.” I felt like a piece of meat on a hook. I was embarrassed and felt like throwing up. They played with my tits while they stared at my pussy. John started brushing my pubic hairs with the barrel of the gun. “ Turn around bitch…. Lets see that cute little ass of yours,” Tony shouted. I didn't hesitate. I turned around and was pushed against the cold damp wall. As soon as my back was turned they each grabbed a hand full of my ass. Tony pulled my ass to the east and John pulled to the west. I still couldn't believe what was happening to me. I felt so exposed. Then I heard Tony say, “ Look at that…. Man…She's got a tight little ass…I'll bet'cha nobodies ever fucked her in the ass.” “ Yeah…Man…. that Motherfuckers looks real tight…I might have to sample some of that.” Then both of them erupted into laughter while they talked about fucking me in the ass. “ Hey girl…. Lorraine!!!…. Hey I'm talking to you cunt…. Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” “ No…. Please don't do that…I'll cooperate…. I promise I'll do what ever you want…. Please don't fuck my ass.” I pleaded with them. I've never been fucked in the ass before. Then I felt a finger inserted into my cunt. “ Man… Check this out!!!… Look man, her cunt is already wet…” I turned my head slightly to my right. It was Tony who had his finger in my cunt. He started pumping his finger in and out of my cunt. He stared into my watery eyes while he fingered me. I could feel his finger sliding in me. And I could also feel my pussy getting wetter. He pulled his finger out of my Cunt. And brought it up to his nose. My juices coated his thick finger. Then he licked his finger clean. While he licked his finger, John rammed one of his fingers into my cunt. Unlike Tony who slid his finger into me easily, John plunged his finger in me, pushing me hard against the wall. He started twisting and churning his finger inside my body. “ Yeah man she's fucking dripping wet…. I think she wants us…. Don't-cha bitch.” I didn't say anything. What could I say? I was so tired, and with every passing minute I was getting weaker and weaker. Tony sat back in his seat and pulled his pants down to his thighs. “ Come on girl…Come show me how good of a cock sucker you are” His cock was rock hard and looked thick. I started crying like little baby. John pushed me causing me to fall to my knees. I landed on the floor with my mouth just inches away from his cock. Tony grabbed my hand and placed it around his shaft. I could actually see my teardrops running down my cheek and landing on his cock. I could here John laughing behind me. Tony placed his hand on my neck and started pushing my head toward his cock. I tried to resist. Then I heard John say, “ Stop fucking around Lorraine…. and stop that fuckin crying.” Then Tony grabbed a clump of my hair, and he said, “ You Can Cry A River… if you want…Nobody Cares… but you are going to suck my fucking cock.” Then John put the gun to my head and told me to start sucking. With a gun to my head I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around Tony's cock. He grabbed me by the back of the head and forced his cock into my throat. His cock tasted like my tears. The salty taste and the musky smell of his crotch, was horrible. He moaned and called me names while humped my face. While I sucked his cock, all I did was hope. I hoped and prayed that he would cum soon and I prayed that he wouldn't want to be bothered with me anymore. “ Yeah…. that's good girl… use your tongue…yeah…Stroke it…stroke my shaft while you suck it.” I did as I was instructed; I licked, sucked and stroked his cock. Then I felt something rammed into my cunt again. Tony started fingering my cunt again, but this time he must have had at least 2 or 3 fingers in me. “ Hey is she good man…. Let me get some of that…. Come on Lorraine…Time to suck my cock bitch.” He yanked me by my hair and spun my around. When I turned around his pants were already on the floor around his ankles. He grabbed me by my hair and rammed his cock down my throat. He started humping my face as though my mouth was a giant pussy. Tony came around behind me and started squeezing my tits. I felt like ten men were attacking me. Then he passed the gun to Tony and told me to suck his Cock. Tony pointed the gun toward my face. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started sucking his cock like I did before. While I was sucking Tony's cock, John started taking of his cloths. “ Bring that Bitch over here.” Tony pulled me up to my feet by my hair. He pushed me on to the couch that he was sitting on and bent me forward on all fours. John positioned himself behind me. I could feel his hands all over my ass and hips. At this point of my ordeal, I had given up. I had cried so much that I couldn't even see straight any more. I could feel his cock pushing at the entrance of my pussy. “ Where do you want it Bitch… you want in your cunt or in your ass.” Both of them started laughing again. Then I felt his cock pushing against my asshole. “ No…. Please don't fuck my ass…I'm begging…. please not there.” I begged. “ Tell me…. Tell Big John where you want it…. I'm gonna fuck you in the ass if you don't say it.” You Can Cry A River “ Please don't…. please not there…pleaeeeeessss.” I begged and pleaded as I felt the pressure of his cock on my asshole. “You want it your cunt bitch…then say it!!!…If you don't… its going in your ass.” He said, while he and Tony laughed at me. I felt so humiliated Tony laughed then he started pushing his cock into my ass. “ NO…. NO…. please fuck my cunt…. Please fuck my pussy.” I cried. As soon as I said what he wanted he pulled back and I didn't feel the pressure on my ass. Then he said, “ Well that's more like it.” But before I was able to take my next breath he rammed his rock hard cock deep into my pussy. It was official. I was now being raped and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. I couldn't even control my own tears. John placed his hands on my hips and started fucking my pussy hard and fast. I cried and he laughed; He laughed while he plunged his cock in and out of my body. “ How's the pussy Bro.” Tony said while he stroked his cock. “ This bitch, got a tight fucking pussy, man…hey shut her up… Stick something in her mouth” Tony stood up and put his cock in my face. Then he tapped me on the head with the barrel of the gun. “ Suck it…. get me nice and hard bitch…. I'm gonna fuck you next.” I wrapped my hand around his cock. My whole body was jerking back and forth from the pounding I was taking from John. Tony rammed his cock down my throat causing me to gasp for air. I felt dirty and I felt like I was their whore. The used my tired and defeated body for their pleasure. I felt like a battered seesaw. Back and forth I went, and in and out their cock went into my mouth and pussy. “ Auggggh….. Fuck yeah…this bitches pussy is awesome man….Yo…you gotta try out some of this pussy man.” I hated what was happening to me…. I hated them and most of all I hated the sounds of their voices. John started fucking my pussy hard and fast. I could feel his balls slapping against my pussy lips. The sound of his flesh colliding with mine disgusted me. I was so tired; I could barley hold myself up. Then suddenly John pulled his cock out of my pussy. “ Whoaaaaa…Shit …almost fucking shot my load in the Bitch.” He said while he tried to catch his breath. Then Tony rammed his cock down my throat hard, while he held the back of my head. He forced his cock deep to the back of my throat and held it there for what seemed like forever. I started gagging and I couldn't breath. I felt lightheaded and I thought I was going to pass out. He pulled his cock out of my throat just as fast as he rammed it in. It hurt more when he took it out then when he forced it in. He grabbed me by my hair and forced me to my feet. I could barely stand up. My pussy ached from the fucking I was receiving from John. Anthony sat down on the couch with his rock hard cock pointing straight up toward the ceiling. “ All aboard Bitch.” He announced, as though his cock was some kind of amusement park ride. He spun me around until my back was to him. Then he grabbed me at the waist and pulled me up on to his lap. Then he aimed my pussy over his cock and rammed it in me. His cock was a lot thicker then Johns. I could feel my pussy stretching. “ Come on bitch move your ass…. Come already.” He shouted. I had no strength left in my body. My legs had given out. There was no way I was going to be able ride his cock. I was just too weak. “ How's the pussy man.” John shouted from across the room while he stroked his cock. “ This bitch sucks man…. She ain't even fucking moving…. Move your fucking ass bitch” I was too weak…to move “ Pleeeeaseee…. I can't ….my legs are numb…. I can't.” Tony got angry and started smacking me in the back of the head. John started laughing at him, which made Tony even angrier. “ I'll get you to move that pretty little ass of yours,” he said angrily. He grabbed me by my waist and lifted me off of his cock. He held me up for a split second. Then without warning he pulled me down and rammed his cock deep into my ass. I screamed as loud as I could. His thick cock tore into my asshole. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. My first instinct was to jump up. And each time I tried to get up he would pull me down on his cock. I was doing exactly want he wanted. He had me and he knew it. I was too weak before to ride his cock. The pain in my ass was incredible. I felt like I was being torn apart. My ass was on fire. “ Ohhhh… God…. Help me.” I cried. “ I knew that would get you going bitch…. Yeah that's it…Ride that cock…I'm gonna cum in your tight little ass…. yeah that's it.” He grabbed me by my hips and started bouncing me up and down on his cock with his own strength. John sat down in the other chair and stoked his cock while he watched his friend rape my asshole. “ Fuck that Bitch man…Yeah cum in that bitches ass…. Yeah… look at her…. she likes it…. Tear her ass up.” Tony's whole body started shaking. He started lifting himself off his chair so that he could ram my ass even harder. “ Here it comes Bitch…Agggghhhhh…AgghhhhhhAgghhh…” He pulled my body down on his cock and exploded deep in my ass. I could actually feel his cock twitching and spewing cum inside my bowels. He held me tight against his body while he unloaded in me. I felt as though my body was his toilet. He basically used my asshole as a place to relive himself. After his orgasm subsided he called me a few names and told me that I was a stinking whore and threw me off his lap and onto the cold damn floor. As soon as I hit the floor John grabbed me by my head and pulled me over to the other chair. He was stroking his cock furiously. He told me to open my mouth and I did. “ Your gonna drink my cum bitch…. yeah that's it suck it…. Suck it…Suck it cunt.” He shouted. He grabbed me by the back of my head and rammed his cock into my mouth and down my throat. “ Drink it bitch!!!…. Drink my fucking cum.” He came hard and fast, the first three blasts went straight down my throat. His thick slimy cock continued to fire shots of hot cum down my throat and in my mouth. He lifted my head of his cum coated cock and smeared his venom all over my face. Then he used my hair to clean the rest of his cum off of his cock. Then he put his hand on my face and mooshed me, causing me to fall back into the corner against the couches. I put my hands over my head and curled up into a ball. I felt as though I had just drank a gallon of cum. Cum was everywhere on my body. My face and my hair were covered with it. I could even feel it leaking out of my ass. I prayed to God that they would let me go after they had robbed and raped me. I was exhausted, I just wanted to go home and sleep. But on this day God, had forgotten all about me. I sat in that corner for about 15 minutes. I didn't say a word. I don't know if it was cause I was still scared or was it cause I was just to damn tired to move. I looked up and saw the both of them talking and smoking cigarettes. They looked so relaxed as they talked to each other. Then Tony said to John, “ Should we let this bitch go.” John looked over at me and smiled and said, “ Yeah…We'll let her go…. but I wanna fuck her one more time.” “ Yeah me to…the bitch does have some good pussy.” “ You hear that Lorraine…were gonna let you live baby…but first were each gonna fuck you again ok baby…. I think that's fare…now get your ass up and lie down on the couch.” I got up and lied down on the couch. I had no fight left in me. They were each going to fuck me again regardless of what I thought. The last thing I remember was Tony climbing up on top of me and sliding his cock in me. I was so damn tired I feel asleep. I woke up when he started coming in my pussy. As soon as he was down John took his place, and he sank his cock into my cum soaked pussy. It was different this time. He seemed to want to take his time and fuck me slowly. I didn't say a word. I just lied there and stared at the dirty water stained ceiling while he raped me for the second time. After a few minutes he moaned and shot his load in my cunt. I thought they were done with me. My crotch was soaked with there cum. After John got up, Tony walked over and told me to open my legs. I couldn't believe his cock was hard again. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs apart. I could feel the cum leaking out of my pussy in thick globs down toward my asshole. “ Damn Bro…. We filled this bitches cunt up nice…. I hope you're on the Pill baby” “ Hey Lorraine…I'm gonna fuck you once more and I promise we’ll let you go…you really have some good pussy…Don't worry girl…I'll be quick cause we got to get out of here.” He whispered in my ear. Then he looked down at my cunt and made a disgusted face. He then reached down and grabbed my dress. He balled it up and started whipping the cum that was leaking out of my cunt. He used my dress like a sponge to soak up there sperm. “ Aren't-cha glad were gonna let you go? You could at least say thank you.” I said, “ Thank You," Then he smiled and sank his cock into my body for the third time. This time he played with my tits while he fucked me. I looked over and saw that John had dozed off. It was weird watching him sleep. I was actually jealous of him. While Tony raped me I watched John sleep. Tony fucked me a lot harder that time. He fucked me with long hard strokes. Then he finally moaned and shot another load in my raped pussy. The both of them got up and got dressed. They grabbed my bag and my heart sank as I watched them fill their pockets with my hard earned money. The both of them smiled at me as the walked out the door. I waited there a few minutes. I didn't want to run out behind them. I wanted to make sure that they were long gone. I grabbed my cum soaked dress and put it on. I grabbed my jacket and my bag and got the hell out of there. I walked home as fast as I could. As I walked home I could feel there cum running down my thighs. My throat, legs, and pussy ached. But the pain in my ass burned. As soon as I got in my apartment I striped my cloths off and placed my clothing in the garbage. I took a long hot shower. I must have soaped and rinsed myself off four or five times. I also washed my hair twice to make sure I got all the dried up cum of my hair. It wasn't until I entered my bedroom that I realized what time it was. It was 10:30 am. I thought about calling the police but I didn't. I knew that there was nothing they could do. They were never going to find them. And most all, they sure weren't going to find my money. If I called the police they probably would make me go to the hospital or something or find some way to keep me up longer. I looked at my bed and I looked at my phone. The decision was easy. I climbed into bed, and feel asleep. I slept like a rock. I didn't wake up until 9:00 the next morning. I reached for my phone to call my job and tell them that I wouldn't be in that day. When I got my boss on the phone he was angry and started yelling at me. Apparently in my rush to leave work Friday night I forgot to run a back up on the system. The computers crashed over the weekend and all the updated inventory data was lost. He then told me that what I did was inexcusable and fired me over the phone. I hung up the phone and sat in my bed. Slowly I felt the tears swelling up in my eyes. In one weekend my entire life had changed forever. I was robbed and beaten. I was raped orally, vaginally and anally at gunpoint, and to top it off I was fired from my job. I lied down in my bed and cried like a baby. After about twenty minutes of crying I raised my head. I looked down at my tear stained sheets. My tears soaked through into the sheets leaving a big circular wet spot. Looking at the wet spot reminded me of my rapist. He was right when he said, “ You Can Cry A River… if you want…nobody cares.” The End Forced Sex fantasies should only be read by consenting adults. The Zilla Network and its Authors DO NOT condone such acts. This story is provided for adult entertainment only. Please send all your comments. Peace be with you my friends. Zilla Network