Go along with the thugs' plan
From Create Your Own Story
Well, you aren't going to enjoy this at all, but it's probably still way too soon to blow your cover and it's hard to say who else might wander this way. You have trained to handle two partners at once, so you are hoping that three stoners should be easy enough to finish quickly. Maybe you can get them to split up and figure out another way out of this.
"Please, I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt me." you plead in your best helpless voice to the apparent leader. "If we have to do this I'd rather enjoy it by focusing on one of you at a time..."
"That sounds great" the tall african american one says as he moves up behind you and starts to rub his hand along the side of your leg. You can feel an erection poking into your back... or is that his gun? "So how are we doing this fellas?" he asks.
"Fuck one at a time...Buck wild baby!" the dangerous one nearly shouts as he swaggers to your front and starts to grasp your tits through your corset while waving the switchblade menacingly at your face. "Let's jump this bitch in".
"Come on" the small italian one says as he grabs the knot of your hair roughly and pulls you out from the other two thugs, dragging you stumbling along deeper into the garage. You stop a few yards in where he pushes you back against the hood of a pimped out El Camino, Cherry Red. Despite your predicatment, you try to grasp on the assertiveness and you bite your lip and stare directly into his eyes trying to look lusty.
"Wouldn't this be better if I was into it?" you ask pleadingly as you eye his crotch feigning interest. "I can do a much better job if we go one at a time and I'm kind of shy..." you plead as you put your index finger in your mouth and bite it teasingly.
"I'm going first and I don't care what you want" he says as he falls upon you... not what you had in mind when you mentioned privacy. He pushes you back onto the hood of the car roughly and your hair in the ribbon stops your head from slamming on the hood. He then pulls your legs forward and to either side of his waist, bunching your skirt up to reveal your thong, which he promptly pulls off your stocking and boot clad legs. He lets out a whistle upon seeing your immaculate canvas. You can smell booze on him and your revulsion starts to come back as he leans in and starts to lick you. You prop yourself up onto your elbows to watch his efforts. His attempt at eating you out is amateur at best, but it doesn't feel half bad and your body starts to flush as he laps at you. You look up to see both of the other thugs watching silently, bulges in their pants.
"Yeah, eat that bitch" the tall one says as he starts to touch himself through his boxers, pants sagging around his thighs. He looks directly into your eyes and you wink at him and lick your lips.
"She tastes and smells amazing bro" the italian says as he pulls up from licking your mound. "Like she was ready for this."
"Well, if she was she won't be in a few minutes" laughs the dangerous one as he plays with his switchblade and gropes his crotch with his other hand. You try to make eye contact but he isn't looking at your face.
The thug suddenly pulls you further down the hood towards him and swiftly flips you over onto your stomach, your face pressing against the cold metal of the hood and your arms scrabbling pointlessly to clutch at the flat metal surface as he leans you over it. At this angle your boots just touch the ground in front of the vehicle. You can feel the weight of the thug holding you down.
"Damn, her ass is amazing" he exclaims as he starts to rub his hands over your gorgeous tanned ass and down over the stockings and your thighs. You hear the sound of a belt unbuckling, then feel his cock at your pussy. You gasp as he lines it up and starts entering you slowly, sighing with pleasure. It is slightly bigger than average but his foreplay has you lubed up and it slides in easily. He bottoms out on you and you shudder, then he pulls out and starts to pump you as he grunts and slaps your ass, then grips your cheeks in his hands. Your boots scuff across the ground limply as you try to support yourself. "Do you like that bitch?" he asks. The car starts to sway as he fucks you, springs creaking. You start to flex your muscles around him. He grabs the knot of your hair in a fist, forcing you to arch your back as he continues to ram you with quick, urgent thrusts. You can't help but moan as he fucks you hard against the hood of the car.
"unhhhh, oh, unhhhh" you murmur, taking it.
"FUCK" he screams as he empties into you after less than 2 minutes... amateur. He pushes deep and you feel his seed squirting against your insides. He finishes pulsating and pulls out of you with a slurping sound, stumbling back a few paces. "Damm that shit was tight guys" he leers as you turn back over to see him buckling his belt. His friends both have their cocks out now and you can see they don't intend to take turns... all three of them are definitely distracted and vulnerable right now.
