My name is Anna. I am, or was, an 18 year old college student attending the University of Washington. At first I was very excited. It was my first time away from home and, really, my first time in a real school. I grew up in a small town. My parents were very strict and religious. My mom home schooled me and so I was very excited to attend such a big university in such a huge city.
I tried to fit in. I'm pretty enough in a conservative way. I have long brown hair, hazel eyes, and I'm slim. But I don't dress slutty and I don't wear a lot of make-up, so most of the other students think I'm a prude.
I'm a good student, but that didn't seem to win me any friends either. I even went to a few parties with my dorm mates. They were loud and uncomfortable. Men kept trying to pressure me into drinking. People were acting crazy and being destructive. It just definitely wasn't my thing.
By mid semester I was was lonely and definitely homesick. I was walking back to campus from church the day my life was ruined. It was cool, but sunny that day. I was wearing a purple WSU hoodie over a long skirt. I had on my headphones so I could listen to my favorite true crime podcast.
I cut behind a big row of houses that I knew is popular with students. They all had those Greek letters on them. I see some of the boys who live in one of the houses loitering on their back porch as I walk by. They say something, but I can't hear them through my headphones. They look like trouble makers so I just keep my head down and walk a little faster.
I go another two streets when I see a really big pick up truck suddenly stop right next to me. Two of the boys I saw earlier jump out of the cab. I'm flustered by the abruptness of it all. I move to take my headphones down when all of a sudden one of them grabs for my glasses. I reach out to get them back and start to shout "Hey!" but I'm cut off when the other man punches me in the stomach hard and all that comes out is a wheeze.
I panic. I can't breath! I gasp and try to draw breath. Rough hands grab me by the upper arms and I'm slammed into the open crew cab compartment. I feel one of the men gram me around the middle and heave me up onto the floorboards of the truck's backseat. A heavy weight presses me flat. It's one of the men kneeling on me and I hear doors slam as and the engine turn over.
"Oh my God!" I think. "Where are they taking me? Why are they doing this?" Before I can take a breath in to plead for them to let me go the truck is moving. I think it's a short trip, but my mind and my heart are racing and I can't tell for sure. I don't know what to do.
The truck comes to a sudden stop and I'm dragged out of the cab by two of the men. One of them wraps his arms around me and squeezes really hard. I see stars and it feels like all of my blood has been squeezed into my head.
The man carries me into a house. I can't see very well without my glasses but I can smell a stale beer odor and I can hear a lot of voices. I try to look around, but tears blur my already bad vision. There are at least twenty men all surrounding me I think. They sound young. They are loud, cheering and laughing as I am forced to bend over the edge of a table.
Some of the men pull my arms straight across the table and I can feel the ping pong net. It's sticky and smells like spilled beer. I try to twist out of their grasp and yell for them to let me go. No one does. Somebody puts their hand over my mouth. I try to bite him, but he clamps down really hard and it hurts so much that I stop in hope that he will stop hurting me.
Suddenly the voices all quiet down. "You did good pledges. We would like her to have been tight blonde, but this bitch will do for your initiation." A man says loudly. "We go in seniority order one through twenty-seven. You pledges go last. Once we've all fucked the same woman we will be bonded brothers."
What does he mean by that? My mind races. I don't understand. I hurt and I'm scared.
I scream as my skirts are pushed up. I thrash but many hands are holding me down now. I hear laughing. "Look at her granny panties!" one of the goons exclaims. There's more laughing as I feel my underwear violently pulled to the side. Fingers jab at my exposed privates. My pelvis jerks up and down as one of the men yanks on my panties over and over again. Finally, I hear a tearing sound and whoop of victory. "Hell yeah! I'm keeping these!" a man says.
Their hands are everywhere. I feel someone pull my butt cheeks apart. There's a hawking sound and then wet feeling as one of them spits in my exposed holes. Fingers rub crudely over my privates, roughly spreading my lips and grinding up and down my clitoris. "Oh my God, they're raping me!" I think. I try to plead. I cry and beg for them to stop. It hurts. I try to rise up away from the abuse.
"Look at her move her hips!" One of them yells out."She's getting into it."
I'm roughly turned over. My is hoodie and shirt roughly pulled up - trapping my arms and covering my face.
"Jesus! Look at that '70s bush!" I hear a man call out. More laughing from the group. I scream again as my bra is roughly shoved up. My breasts are a little bigger than average. I'm proud of them in a vain way. Now though I feel ashamed as I feel multiple hands groping them. One nipple is cruelly twisted. My cry of pain changes to a one of anguish as I feel a mouth clamp down on my other breast.
I've never been with a man before. I was taught abstinence and to save myself for marriage. I'm panicked. I cry more and fight to run away. To protect my virginity. More laughing from the men as my legs are forced up and held apart.
"No! Please no!" I scream. But all I hear in response is hooting and cheering. Someone is between my legs now. I can feel him pushing his penis against me. I freeze in horror. "Let's begin." says a voice and then I feel pain as something is forced inside of me.
My body rocks as the man pushes himself all the way in my vagina. It feels so huge and hurts. "Look at the blood. Holy shit! I think she was a virgin." I hear. "Not anymore!" Someone shouts. Laughter. "Oh man, you are so lucky!" A new voice yells, followed by a chorus of "Fuck her harder!" and "Break her in!"
Tears stream down my face as the man rapes me. I try to push him off of me, but can't free my arms or legs. I squirm, but the men hold me down and I can't get free. I scream until I am out of breath. My throat is raw and I draw in ragged breaths and scream again and again until I can't anymore.
The rapist starts banging his hips into me harder and harder. He's bruising me with his brutal thrusts. He has no regard for me, only his own pleasure. I hear chants of "Fuck the cunt!" He starts slamming into me faster and faster until suddenly he shutters and stills. Then the man who stole my virginity withdraws his member and I can feel something oozing out. I cry in pain and loss, heartbroken.
Another man forces he way between my legs. This one is smells of coco butter. I can't stop him. He rapes me. His penis is bigger. It hurts more. He's done quickly. Groaning and shivering on me. I can feel his dick quiver as he shoots his cum into me. He withdraws.
A new man. I can feel this one's scratchy beard as he rubs his face in my neck. He takes longer to finish, seeming to enjoy raping me with slow, almost tender thrusts. The men jeer. My sobbing is now just quiet whimpers. Finally, he shudders in orgasm.
A new man. This one stinking of cologne. I can't stop him as he jabs his cock into me. He rapes me with quick sharp thrusts. He grunts and groans. Then shivers as he climaxes inside me. He withdraws.
Grunt, shudder, withdrawal. A new penetration. I lose count after the eighth man rapes me. I'm quiet now, completely shut down. I lie still and just try to survive the abuse.
Squelching sounds as my already full vagina is violated again. A man gasps with pleasure. A withdrawal. A new penetration. More wet squelching. Cheering and laughing.
A new penetration. This man is heavier than most. I hear him wheezing as he ruts into me. A mouth is on my breast again. Another hard sucking sound and more biting on my nipples. God they hurt so bad! They must be covered in bruises now. A groan and a shudder. A withdrawal.
A new penetration. How many is this? It doesn't matter. I pray for it to end. I feel my left shoe pulled off, my sock removed. A mouth is on my toes. A tongue sliding between them. My other foot is stripped. A penis is rubbed on its sole.
Men are pawing at my breasts and and abusing my feet. Others are holding my hands above my head. I feel more of their cocks pressed against my fingers. Chants of "Fuck that cunt!" All the while they rape me. One after the other after the other. My vagina hurts so bad from the abuse. Their cum runs freely out of me now.
"Aw that pussy's wrecked. I'm going for hole number two." I hear someone say.
My brain tries to understand what he means by that, but I'm too shut down. I can't think. I hear arguing. Not in my defense I think, but something about the spirit of the ceremony.
"I'll still cum in her pussy." I hear the man say. "I just want to fuck a tighter hole first." Laughter. More arguing. An assent.
I feel pressure against my sphincter. "Oh no! God no!" I think.
I clench my cheeks together as hard as I can. But it's no use. The men abusing my feet keep my legs spread. More laughter. I can't stop him from hurting me.
I feel his cock force it's way into my ass. It hurts so bad. I scream for the first time since my virginity was stolen. I buck and squirm to try and get away. But strong hands hold me down.
I hear men cheering on the guy anal raping me. "Fuck her ass!" The abuse to the rest of my body intensifies, but all I can feel is the pain in my anus. It feels like fire. The man is pounding into me hard. I writhe but there is nothing I can do.
Suddenly there is a withdrawal and an immediate penetration into my vagina. A few quick thrusts, a groan, another withdrawal.
Not every man afterward rapes me in my ass. Some are content to just further defile my recently virgin pussy. Several are not and ram their dicks into my asshole. They are not gentle. I feel like my rectum is being pulled inside out. I scream each time until I am too hoarse to be heard as man after man rapes me.
All of the men climaxed into my vagina. Nearly thirty men put their seed inside me. I could feel their semen gushing out, running down my ass cheeks and onto the table.
There is loud cheering when the last man finished cumming inside me. I am dragged off the table and carried up some stairs. My body is completely limp. I have spent every ounce of energy I have fighting and surviving and now my brain is numb. My body hurts still. My private areas, my pussy and my ass are raw and sore from the abuse.
I'm laid on to a bed. I place my hands over my swollen and broken pussy. It's sticky from all of their cum. I try to curl up into a ball, but the man who carries me up immediately starts to drag me onto him. "I just want some seconds Honey." he slurs. His breath stinks like beer. "You're our lucky piece of ass. You should feel honored to be the centerpiece of our ceremony. But me and the boys, we were rushed earlier. Let's take some time to celebrate more slowly."
I don't respond. I can't. "It's okay Sugar." the rapist says. "This will be fun! I didn't get any of your tight little ass yet. You don't want to deny me that do you?" He laughs.
"But first you're going to suck my dick." He says and I'm too defeated to fight as the man forces my face into his crotch. His cock is dirty. It is slimy and smells like sex and body odor. I take him into my mouth anyway and he starts forcing my head up and down. "That's a good slut! Suck me you bitch." He snarls. He has fistfuls of my hair and violently jerks me into him. I gag, but I don't fight.
I feel his cock get hard and soon he pushes me down flat onto the mattress. I don't even cry out as he shoves my skirt back up and forcefully savages my asshole. I try to lie limp but he rapes me with such wild abandon that my whole body bounces up and down. Despite his intention to take his time, the man cums deep in my ass in just moments.
I don't know how many more times I am raped that day and night. A dozen? More? Men would come up singly or in pairs, reeking of beer and marijuana. They would crawl on to my broken body and fuck me. Some took their time. Some were violent, biting me or roughly squeezing my breasts. They said cruel things. A lot of them forced me to suck their dicks. Sometimes before they raped me, sometimes after. Many forced themselves into my ass - claiming that it was only fair since they didn't get to do it earlier. Some of them made me clean them with my mouth after. Those were the worst ones.
I ran out of tears. I just obeyed and endured. My mind turned off.
I was dropped off in front of the freshman dorm early in the morning. I was barefoot and panty-less. Cum and blood ran down my legs as I limped to my room. I cried in the shower for over an hour. I sat on the floor and watched the cum and blood go down the drain. Despite the painful bruises, I scrubbed and scrubbed. To this day I still don't feel clean.
Later, I tried to tell my roommates what happened, but I could tell they thought I was making it up. One told me to stop trying to get attention. I stopped going to class, was scared to leave my dorm unless I absolutely had to. I started getting sick in the mornings and soon found out I was pregnant. Eventually I dropped out of school and returned home in shame.
My parents called me a disappointment and a slut for having a baby out of wedlock. They did not believe me when I told them it wasn't my fault. I was forced to have the baby and now, every time I look at my son I remember that long day and night that twenty-seven men repeatedly gang raped me and my life was ruined.
Thanks for reading! This is my first attempt to write from the victim's perspective. Comments and feedback appreciated.