1st Times: Memories of College Ex

Recap of Epliog 1A: 19-year-old Hong Kong girl, Florence, was studying for her degree in London. After a bad break-up, she went to Portugal for a holiday with Zachery, an older man she had an affair with.

By Zachery's design, the couple got incredibly drunk and intimate in the wrong end of town, attracting attention they really ought not to have, and Florence ended up getting kidnapped by some local criminals.

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1.

The moment the large black van's door slammed shut, Florence felt the vehicle speed away. Over the bumpy road, her kidnappers' van continued to pick up speed under the moonless night sky.

At first, Florence continued to scream and struggle against the many pairs of hands trying to hold her down to the mat-covered floor of the goods van, and the men kept yelling at her in Portuguese. But she was stopped when the biggest of them, the man who punched Zachery in the mouth, gripped Florence's shoulders so firmly that she cried out in pain, and spoke to her in English, "You saw how I punched your boyfriend bloody? Do you want some of that?!" The man's cruel tone and the cold, unfeeling gleam in his eyes told Florence he would not hesitate to be violent if he needed to.

Fear stopped her from fighting back, but could not stop her from trembling and quietly sobbing when the other 4 men proceeded to tear apart her remaining shreds of modesty. Both the undersized bikini top and wrap skirt were completely gone by the time the van drove past a metal gate and stopped in front of a nondescript two-storey building, inside what appeared to be a compound surrounded by high fences.

The men dragged Florence, now completely naked except for her sandals, out of the van. She saw another few thugs in the dirt yard in front of the building, sitting on plastic chairs, playing cards under flood lights. They cheered and whistled as Florence instinctively tried to cover her nakedness, but failed when one of the men held her hands behind her back, slapped her ass, and forced her to walk into the building.

Drops of indignant tears rolled down Florence's cheek. She had boldly flashed at strangers, even deliberately had sex in locations where she knew people could see. But never before had she been forced into exposing herself like this, knowing that it would not be up to her when to stop.

This humiliation was novel to her and scared her. But she also sensed a shiver of arousal that had quietly crept up inside her at the same time.

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2.

The men led her through a front room, down a corridor, turned corners a few times, and entered a spacious room that was decorated entirely in utility grey, except for the row of floor-to-ceiling black metal bars that dissected the room in half.

It's like a cage...A chill crawled up Florence's spine, realising these people may not be letting her go anytime soon.

The 5 men who captured Florence went inside the 'cage' with her, then 4 more men, those playing cards earlier, went and sat or lounged outside the bars, their faces expectant. All the while, there were casual conversations, banters and jokes between the men in Portuguese, as if the situation was nothing out of the ordinary.

With a fearful expression on her face, Florence stole a nervous glance around the room, taking in the men surrounding her--mostly in their twenties and thirties, their sleeveless shirts and heavy cargo pants doing little to hide the hard, scarred muscle and gang ink of career thugs.

The space was quite dark when they entered, but as her kidnappers switched on what appeared to be cheap studio lights on stands, Florence saw a large mattress on the floor, in the middle of the cage, covered in a white bed sheet that looked in need of a wash.

Scattered near the mattress were some battered women's clothing, used paper towels, and what looked like poorly cleaned blood stains.

If Florence was still uncertain what these men wanted to do to her, it was all but confirmed when they pushed her on the mattress, face up, and the biggest of the thugs, whom Florence has labelled 'The Boss' in her mind, took off his shoes and his short jeans, his large cock looking hard and threatening, pointing towards her.

Even in a short-sleeved shirt, the boss's torso appeared powerful. Unlike Zachery's carefully sculpted and ripped body, which was pleasing to the eye, this man's bulky muscles threatened to burst out of the shirt. His thick, tattoo-covered arms looked murderous, as they reminded Florence how hard he had hit Zachery.

However, nothing scared her more than his harsh, ghastly face, which might have been handsome once. Now it was marred by scars of various sizes, with a particularly long and ugly scar stretching from one corner of his mouth to his ear, pulling his features slightly askew, making it all the more repulsive when the boss flashed a lascivious grin at her.

Even the threat of violence could not prevent Florence from her most natural reaction, however pointless it might be: She tried to crawl away from the boss, but was immediately dragged down by one of the thugs, her hands being grabbed and pulled over her head, held firm on the mattress. Another two pair of hands pulled her legs firmly apart, causing her to cry out. More tears rolled down Florence's cheek again.

What's worse, when the boss knelt down between her legs, he barked at his minions, and one of them brought forward a handheld video camera, the lenses pointing at Florence, filming.

"No! Please, stop this... please, don't...." Florence yelled, turning her face away, attempting to close her thighs, struggling against the hands that were holding her limbs, hoping to stop the camera from capturing her face and her private parts, but in vain. The men's grips were far too strong.

"What's your name, girl?" Asked the boss in heavily accented but smooth and articulate English, his hands gently sliding from her knees up her thigh, and rested on her ribs. Florence was not listening, but continued to plead, "Please let me go... don't do this to me..., no..." Her words stopped when suddenly the boss's hands rammed on her throat.

Florence gasped in shock as she felt the man gradually increasing the force he exerted on her jaw and throat, and repeated sternly, "I said, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?" The pain and the first hint of suffocation grabbed Florence's focus, she replied with her name.

"Well, Florence, what's gonna happen now is: We are gonna make somesweetlove with you, we are gonna film it, and you are gonna behave. No more turning your face away from the camera, you understand me?" The boss spoke intently, with an enthusiastic but modulated, almost theatrical cadence.

He continued as he shook his head left and right, "I don't mind you trying to struggle with your hands and legs, people like watching that. But turning your face away, that's no good. I like your face." His one hand stroked Florence's face, wiping away her tears, but his other hand was still on her throat.

"Disobey me, or upset me, and you are gonna feel the pain, it's simple." The boss emphasised, once again, giving his grip around Florence's throat a sudden increase of force, causing her to groan both in pain and fear. Then the grip relaxed just as suddenly, as the boss finished his words with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "...but be a good girl, give me and my lads a good time, let us film some good porn, then maybe we'll let you go home... eventually."

His piercing gaze looked straight into Florence's fearful eyes and asked, "Are you going to cooperate?"

Florence nodded weakly. "Yes... I will..."

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The boss smiled with satisfaction, his callus hands slid down to cup her perky 32 C cup breasts, kneading them as he said something to the thug filming with the miniDV camcorder. The guy promptly got closer to focus on Florence's chest, as the boss forcefully pushed her bounteous boobs together, forming a deep cleavage, and swiftly let go to watch her boobs naturally flatten. He repeated it a few times, like Florence was his new toy, before taking one of her nipples in his mouth, biting hard enough to cause Florence to wince and groan, while his hand kneaded her other boob some more.

The cameraman dutifully kept filming the boss playing with Florence's body, while another thug tied her wrists with a long strip of cloth, wrapping it several times around a metal hook on the floor beside the mattress. This made sure her arms had to remain stretched over her head.

Having resigned to her powerlessness in this nightmare scenario, Florence told herself to cooperate for now, as she endured the molestation.

Let them do what they want, then maybe they won't hurt me, and will let me go in a few days... or a week? 2 weeks?Florence thought to herself that it would be over. However terrible, this will be over.

She thought she would do her best to zone out, to not react to whatever indignities these thugs might put her through, but the truth was her body and mind were both beginning to react to the boss's touch.

Florence had only ever had sex with 3 men, and they had all been gentle. No one had slapped her tits and pulled her nipples so hard like the boss had. And now he had his minions pulling Florence's legs up right by the ankles, so he could slap her ass. All with enough force to make her cry out and recoil in pain. But unbelievably to her, she found herself getting turned on. She wondered if her pussy beginning to get wet was because of the physical pain, or probably more so because of the feeling of being totally out of control, the knowledge that these strangers could and would do whatever they wanted with her body.

And the boss also noticed it. "Well, look at that..." He gestured at his thugs to pull Florence's legs wide apart again, so he could take a closer look at her pussy.

"You like this, no?" He swiped Florence's labia and showed to the camera and his surrounding minions the sticky love juice she released. The men jeered, and Florence's face was burning red with embarrassment.

What's wrong with me... How could I be turned on by this rapist...

But she was getting turned on, and she moaned loudly as the boss began to rub her labia with one hand, and massage her clitoris with his other hand. "Yea... you've got a sensitive body, and a perversed mind... We have picked up many dozen girls off the street, but only a few would actually enjoy being raped by us.... Are you one of those girls?"

"No.... I... It's just my body...ahh!" Her response was cut short as the boss squeezed the tip of his fat, callus finger into her slick vagina. Florence had felt it earlier when he toyed with her breasts: the boss's hands were like sandpaper on her silky smooth, youthful skin. And now the sandpaper finger was invading the softest of flesh in her body.

The camera was getting a close-up of Florence's face, wincing from the boss's impatient assault on her wet but yet to relax love tunnel. The shot tracked down her neck to her trembling breasts, via her lean and toned abs, to the sight of the boss pumping his middle finger in and out of her tight, juicy hole, while Florence's moaning provided the soundtrack in the background.

Then, without warning, the boss suddenly pulled out his finger and slapped Florence's labia in a few quick succession, forcing cries from her, as he positioned his fully erect cock by the entrance of her pussy.

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4.

Florence stared at his impressive manhood, and thought that it looked considerably longer and thicker than Zachery's....

Maybe 8 inches long?

Then the boss began to push inside her, and despite his threat of violence, despite her decision to protect herself by zoning out, the very fact that for the first time in her life, the naked cock of a man she didn't like nor want was now violating her, entering her most private part without consent, without protection, drove Florence to resist. Tears were swelling in her eyes once again, as she struggled against the restraint as much as she could. Her body thrashed in every direction. She tried to close her legs as she cried, "No! Stop! I don't want this! Stop..." But bit by bit, the boss's hard cock pushed deeper inside her pussy.

Florence felt angry, disgusted, violated, as this vile man rape her, but as his cock continued to fill her up, she also found herself swallowing saliva, her body slowly stopped resisting as she felt the biggest cock yet to fuck her. The conflict of emotions confused her.

But, shit... are they all gonna fuck me without a condom?

The sensible part of Florence's mind still worried.

Florence cried out every time as the boss pulled out and then thrust inside her tight cunt, and it took the boss 2 dozen hard strokes to get his entire cock inside, stretching her love tunnel as no cock had before. She was awed by how full he made her feel, and felt ashamed for how satisfying it was.

"Shit... You've got a wonderful pussy, girl! How you were showing everyone your tits and cunt in the club, I thought you may be some real slut with a worn out cunt... but girl, you may have the tightest pussy I have fucked..." the boss said with a wide grin. He was not only big, but very good at using his tool too. Without letting Florence time to get used to his size, he started hammering her pussy in rapid repetition, like he had a motor for his hip. He fucked her so hard that she moaned loudly even though she did not want to, for the pain more than the pleasure she felt between her legs.

Meanwhile, the other men in the cage also began to have fun with Florence's body after they received a barked order from the boss. Their hands licentiously fondled and slapped her sweet tits and firm ass, feeling her lean and firm abs and thighs. One of them was licking her face before forcing his tongue inside her mouth, his foul-smelling mouth almost made her sick. The cameraman stood back and zoomed out for a wide shot that captured all the lewd actions.

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5.

Florence felt equally disappointed and relieved when the boss stopped his savage fucking, "Turn around." He commanded. His fierce gaze and sinister voice struck a sense of obedience into her mind again, so she promptly cooperated with the boss's minions, who helped flip her over into the 'doggy' position, as her bound wrists hampered her movement.

When the boss started fucking Florence's pussy from behind, and reached forward to knead her boobies, his minions swiftly moved their hands away so he could have his enjoyment of her temptingly swaying breasts unimpeded. The men were all mindful not to displease the boss in any way.

Florence grunted as the boss quickly resumed his unrelenting assault on her womanly hole, his groin slapping into her ass cheek loudly and frequently, her vagina being stimulated repeatedly.

After a while, when Florence was beginning to get used to the boss's fucking, he requested and received something from his minions that she could not see in her position, but soon she felt it. A cold, slimy substance was being rubbed into her butt hole, which instantly worried Florence.

That is gonna hurt... how would such a big dick even fit in there...

"No... please, not there... let me suck you. Your dick is too big for there... ah!" The boss slapped Florence's ass hard, and the pain compelled her to keep quiet.

A while later, even after the boss had been preparing Florence's anus with his lubricated thumb, when he began to push his meaty 8-inch cock into her ass, it still hurt like Florence had never experienced before. She yelped and moaned in agony as he gradually stretched her rectum. Florence was no anal-virgin, but she had only ever been fucked in the ass a few times.

The boss was satisfied when he eventually managed to get most of his big shaft inside Florence's ass with a liberal amount of lubricant, and began to pump her in a moderate rhythm. Florence endured it with constant grunting, just hoping he could cum soon.

Meanwhile, the camera-handling thug moved in front of Florence following another command of the boss, his device recording her face with makeup smudged by tears, her wincing expression, and her freely swaying tits. Florence naturally turned her face away from the camera - as a promising student in one of the best universities in the world, she has ambition for a successful and lucrative career in some of the biggest corporations in the world, but that future could be ruined if she were filmed in hardcore porn that would be seen by potentially anyone in the world.

SLAP!

Florence cried out in agony as the boss gave her backside by far the hardest hit yet. "Look at the camera!" He barked at Florence so loud that her whole body shook before she immediately obeyed, turning her face back to the camera, and fighting back the tears that threatened to spill out, both because of the burning pain on her ass and the feeling of being treated like a slave.

"I am so glad you and your British boyfriend decided to come to our side of the town and got so drunk. When I saw how you fucked in the club, and your model-like body, I knew you were gonna make me some good money." The boss said with a shallow smile as he resumed fucking Florence. Her ass was firm and shapely, thanks to all the time she spent in the gym.

"People are paying more and more for internet porn these days, and a young Asian girl like you... You are Chinese, right?" The boss asked Florence, followed by an immediate and especially hard thrust that hurt so much, she was fearful that it would split her anus. So she answered instantly, "Yes... I am... from Hong Kong..."

"Nice... you are the first Chinese girl I fuck, can you believe it? And just like me..." the boss's hands suddenly gripped Florence's upper arms, and yanked her torso back towards him, with his cock still buried deep inside her ass. "...many men in the West, and the Middle East, all loved the rare porn video of an Asian girl getting FUCKED by people like us." Florence cried out in agony from the boss's painful pull of her arms, and how that forced her spine to arch backwards. Her lean torso was dragged almost upright, providing the camera with an unobstructed view of her face, tits and bald pussy, all while he continued to stuff her ass.

To Florence's relief, the boss did not keep up that position for long. She had a few moments of respite when the boss moved on the mattress and placed his cock in front of her face, "You know what to do." He said to Florence with a sneer. She obeyed and started by kissing the tip of his long cock, until the boss grabbed the back of her head and forcefully stuffed his cock into Florence's mouth.

His thickness was like nothing she had had to deal with before; her jaw felt stretched as the boss pushed more of his manhood inside her small mouth every time he thrusted.

More embarrassingly obnoxious, though, was the taste of his cock, which had just been inside Florence's own rectum, which means she was being forced to taste what her ass was like. SomethingHE, Florence's ex and the only man to have ever penetrated her anus previously, had never made her do.

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6.

"Girl, you need to learn to deep throat..." The boss said with a note of disappointment, as he released the pressure on the back of Florence's head, and pulled his cock out of her mouth, after he choked her into a second coughing fit with his shaft.

"Remember, I can't let you go unless your performance pleases me." After a few moments for Florence, now lying on her side, to recover, the boss began to slap her cheek with his cock, slick with her saliva. Before pressing the tip of it into her mouth again, "now make me cum in your mouth, show me what you can do...", while his hand reached for her pussy, and began to caress her. Some of the other thugs also continue to greedily feel up her body, kneading her ass and pinching her nipples.