My mother told me to never go to the park alone at night. “Why…

My mother told me to never go to the park alone at night. 

“Why not?” I asked her. 

“There are dangerous people there, baby. People that can really hurt you,” she warned. I should have listened, but I was young and I thought that I knew it all. It thought my mother was just trying to keep me from doing anything fun and so the moment she left for work one evening I walked out into the night. I walked right through the park and nothing bad happened. I knew it! She was full of shit! 

After that night I walked through the park as much as I wanted. I never worried about being hurt or mugged. I never carried money on me, anyway. There was nothing for them to take, or so I thought. I even started taking my sleeping bag out into the night and laying back on my pillow to look up at the stars. 

One night, I was lying out in the park in my sleeping bag, almost asleep when I thought I heard something. I perked up for a moment, listening. It was the sound of voices, many male voices. I sat up and looked around, but they were already upon me. 

“What do we have here?” said one of the men to the others. “It’s a little girl.” 

“I’m not little!” I exclaimed. 

“Oh? How old are you?” the man asked. 

“Nineteen!” I said emphatically. 

“What are you doing out here all alone?” he asked me. 

“I’m looking at the stars,” I explained and I hoped that they would just move along and leave me alone, but it didn’t look like that was going to happen. They were surrounding me and I started to freak out. I began to scream, but a hand covered my mouth. Another hand unzipped my sleeping bag. It felt like hands were everywhere, but the ones I was most concerned about were the ones pulling down my shorts and pushing fingers into my pussy. I screamed again, but no one could hear me. 

“Look at this pussy,” the man with his hand down my shorts said. “So perfect. Let’s take turns using it,” he said to his friends. “You guys hold her down and I’ll fuck her first.” 

“NO!” I screamed, but the hand was still covering my mouth. I kicked and flailed about hoping it would deter them from trying to fuck my pussy, but they were determined. I could already see them pulling their cocks from their pants and I heard the click of a gun being cocked. 

“I have a gun, bitch. So lay back and enjoy your rape. You’re going to be full of cock for a while,” one of the men said with a cruel laugh. The first man pushed his cock inside of my pussy and while he used me I began to cry. There were hands holding me down from every angle. There was nothing I could do, no escape. 

“Oh yeahhhh!” the man fucking me moaned as he came right inside of me. 

“Who’s next?” he asked his friends and another man moved between my legs and shoved his cock into my pussy. He fucked me roughly, using me as his friends held me down. I was kicking and screaming, but they were stronger. He didn’t stop until he had cum. There were more of them, and I couldn’t fight them off. Instead, my eyes rolled back into my head and I came hard on one of their cocks. 

“She’s cumming!” one of the men said and they all laughed. 

“What kind of slut cums from being raped?” another asked. I was crying hard now, hysterical. I couldn’t believe I had just cum, but once I had it was like I couldn’t stop. They fucked me all night long on top of my old sleeping bag, using my pussy and ass as hard as they wanted. I couldn’t stop cumming. I couldn’t stop crying. I couldn’t stop thinking of my mother who had warned me to stay out of the park. I should have listened, and I hadn’t. Now I would pay the price with all of my holes, and hopefully they wouldn’t kill me when they were done. I’d seen all their faces, and they’d dumped plenty of evidence inside of me. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but I was terrified as I came yet again on another one of my rapists’ cocks.

“I wonder what it’s like to fuck a dead girl’s pussy…” one of the guys said. 

“Shoot her straight through the forehead and she’ll die instantly,” another guy said. 

“I’ve always wanted to fuck a dead girl,” the guy who was fucking my pussy said. “Shoot her while my cock is in her. I want to see if I can feel it in her pussy when she dies.” 

“Okay, hold on,” another guy said. I waited as the guy fucking my pussy picked up the pace, fucking me harder than before. I felt the cold metal of the gun press up to my forehead. I was screaming, and whoever had been covering my mouth with their hand had moved out of the way for the guy with the gun. My shrieks of fear echoed through the park. 

“What are you waiting for! Shoot her!” the guy fucking my pussy said. I didn’t even hear the bang before all went dark.