Robbing Robin Part 2

Robin had been fooled. Tricked. Lured into an sexual ambush by three of the preteen boys that her own sons played baseball with.

Robin’s quiet, near 30s maternal life was not as exciting and full as she had hoped for when she was a younger girl, until now….. It was most definitely not quiet today… And it was most definitely full…. But… It was most definitely not what she had hoped for…

“How many GODDAMN times do I have to tell you to shut your FUCKIN’ MOUTH?! Asked the largest boy who was holding his position above her head as she lay naked on her bare back on top of the black, crusty, moldy stuff that used to be carpet. The boy’s legs and knees were busy holding Robins arms and hands above her head, while the boys fists were raining down on Robins face every time she screamed.
She had lost count of how many times he had slugged her in her unprotected face, but she knew that both her eyes were starting to swell up and her lips were torn open in many places. She also was starting to accumulate quite the collection of deep deep bleeding bites on her legs and breasts from the other two boys who were taking turns biting and raping her. And of course the massive knot on the left side of her head above her ear where one of her rapists had batting practice in order to make her more docile.
The second boy to rape her had been the one previously holding Robins arms above her head before trading places to get his turn inside the motherly recesses of her warm pussy. Despite Robins pleading protests, he had already came inside her fertile pussy twice and was already getting hard again as he watched the third boy, the smallest one of the three, getting in his second ride on the “Robin Go Round”.
The third boy, Carl, was viciously thrusting in and out of her so fast like a jackhammer and pouring sweat which was dripping on Robins stomach and accumulating in her bellybutton. Just like his first turn raping her, Carl chose to pull out and scoot himself up to straddle over her torso, slinging the whips of his preteen jizz on to her large bite riddled breasts. The two loads of cum, mixed with Robins own blood and sweat glowed brilliantly under the influence of the buzzing blacklight in the rape room causing her chest to look like some kind of glow in the dark radiant modern art masterpiece. A vicious rape masterpiece.
Despite the punishment she got every time, Robin still couldn’t help but scream as she was continuously raped and bitten. “AHHHHHHH!!”, She screamed again. And again she got another curled up fist to her right eye. Robin began to lose consciousness after so many hits to her once beautiful face. The boy who just unloaded his balls onto her tits tagged in his buddy above her and traded places as the largest boy got Robin’s hands to finish what he started. As she Robins vision started fogging up and she lost her fight to stay awake, she could just make out the sound of one of the boys saying something about “calling the other guys to come chill”. Then all Robin knew was just a blank.
She didn’t know how long she had been unconscious. But she knew that her whole body was stiff and ached from head to toe. That was Robins first thought as she awoke from being knocked out cold. The second thing she noticed was the sound of laughing and loud music really close nearby. Robin tried to open her eyes but they were swollen shut from getting pounded on. But after several minutes of effort, she was able to slowly start cracking her eye lids open. Wherever she was had some kind of lighting, that much she noticed immediately. Her vision was foggy at first, but began to clear and once she had opened her eyes enough, she saw that she had been placed on the bathroom floor of the trailer that she had been lured into for her gangrape. The thin sheet she had noticed before still hung from the doorframe acting as a privacy door. A pillow lay under her head and shoulders, propping up her neck and back against the side of the bathtub. But her arms were still above her head, being held by something that felt like rope tied around her wrists.
As Robin looked up to see what was binding her wrists, she received a jolted shock of surprise by seeing the clear reflection of her own body in the bathroom mirror which someone had taken the time to perfectly position and attach to the bathroom sink, facing downward precisely so Robin would be able to see herself when she regained consciousness.
Robin’s stomach turned sour as she examined herself in the mirror and realized that whoever put that mirror there, did so with the intent of continuing her torture on a phycological level. And it worked. Robin saw that her face was black and blue and swollen. Her hair was matted with dried blood and sticking to her face. Her breasts had about two dozen perfectly indented bite marks all over them. And on top off everything.. Was cum. Absolutely everywhere. On her breasts. On her face. In her hair. Some fresh. Some already crusting over. Robin finally looked down and saw that while she was unconscious, her legs had stiffened up wide open, probably just from the force of her repeated rape. She tried willing her knees to start closing but her legs muscles were just too stiff. She knew that she must have been laying there for several hours.
Suddenly she heard footsteps over the sound of the laughing and music, and the sheet in the doorframe opened up and a young boy Robin had never seen before walked in, a beer can in his hand. He swayed a bit as he approached the toilet right beside where Robin was tied up. He put his beer can on the side of the sink and opened the front of his jeans. Robin could see the boy’s penis as he began to relieve himself into the toilet bowl. The young boy looked down and noticed Robin was looking up at him and he smiled big at her and said “Hey there hot m-m-momma! Now that your-zawake uh, I jussss wanted to tell ya that losin my vuh-uh-virginit-ty to y-youz felt like ya know, so fucking great! Sh-lanks a bunch lady!”. He finished unrinating, zipped up his pants and left Robin there in new shock.
Robin remembered now hearing one of the boys say something about “calling others”. And she now wondered how many more kids had made use of her helpless body while she was out cold. But before she could ponder this, she heard more steps approaching and she heard a voice yell out, “ill be right back dude, I just wanna have another go!”. The curtain parted again and yet another boy Robin didn’t recognize walked in, his pants already undone and opened, he walked right up to Robin and kneeled down like he obviously had already done and was just about to crawl in-between Robins side open legs when he looked up and saw Robin staring at him. The boy’s eyebrows turned inward and he produced an evil smirk. This boys couldn’t be older than 10 years old, yet he still pushed his pants down and Robin saw his little cock was raging hard. He placed his hands on the floor on either side of Robins waist and with one deliberate movement, slammed his hard on right into Robin’s pussy.
Robins voice was too messed up to scream anymore but she did moan softly as again she was raped. A few minutes later another strange boy appeared in the doorway and said, “hurry up dude, don’t go hoggin all the puss dude!”.
“Alright man I’m almost done”, replied the boy who was currently using the trailers sex toy, which Robin had become.
The boy let out a preteen squeal and came inside robins pussy. He got up and said to the boy in the doorway, “you were right man, it absolutely feels so much better when you don’t pull out”. They highfived and the next boy came in the bathroom to have another go at Robin.
This went on and on and on for hours and hours and hours. She hasn’t seen a single one of her original 3 rapists out of the two dozen or so boys that came in to the bathroom and raped her.
Two dozen young boys. All of them no older than her own boys. All of them learning to rape at such an age. All of them raping Robin. Robbing her of her dignity. And every single one of them was obviously given the same information as that one boy earlier because not a single one of the boys ever pulled out. Each and every boy came inside her pussy. The hours and hours of rape jizz flowed out of her and pooled underneath her ass cheeks. By then, each of the boys had been in there to visit her several times. Some of them had been in there more than several times. One boy in particular, the one with the evil grin, Robin had counted 8 times that he had been in to rape her. And that’s just since she’s been awake.
Robin couldn’t keep track of how many times she was raped but she couldn’t help but do some quick math in her head. About two dozen boys plus the 3 original boys. Each boy on average has been in there 3 or 4 times. Plus the ones who came in there more than that. Fuck… She thought. Robin had layed there awake on the bathroom floor and been raped over 100 times. Over 100 loads of preteen cum had gone into her unprotected womb. Once again, that’s just since she’s been awake. She had no clue how long she was laying there knocked out.
Through the small window near the ceiling in the shower, Robin saw the dim, yet unmistakable glow of the pre-morning sunlight peeking in. She wondered if her boys had woken up yet for school. She wondered if her affectionless husband had noticed her absence from their bed overnight. She wondered if perhaps they were already out looking for her, worried when she didn’t make it back home safely. All this she thought about as she listened to the sounds of the trailer party winding down and watched as each boy walked past the bathroom doorway on their way out. Some of them came in to have one last piss before heading home and a few were quite wasted, barely able to stand upright, missing the toilet bowl completely and instead pissing on Robins face and chest.
The evil little fucker who had used Robins body nearly ten times that night was one of the last to see his way into the bathroom as the party broke up. He seemed sober as he casually flicked open the thin sheet hanging in the doorway and made his way into the bathroom. He took the carefully placed mirror from its spot on the sink and popped it back into the cabinet door above the sink where it had come from and then gingerly sat down on the toilet after putting the lid down. He sat there examining his cuticles for a moment before peering down at Robin with an expression of satisfaction on his evil little face.
“You know… I had a mother once. Well… I wouldn’t even call her a mother.” He let out a sound of disgust before continuing. “I would better describe her as the selfish bitch who unfortunately gave birth to me”. He started eyeing his cuticles again. “She didn’t give a shit about me. All she cared about was herself. Yet she was unable to see herself for what she was. She had no awareness of herself or the affect she had on everything around her. All she knew was her needs.. Eat, sleep, fuck. Eat, sleep, fuck. And by the time child services took me and my sister away and separated us, that stupid bitch was already pregnant with another soon to be fucked off child.”.
Robin dared to interject, though she didn’t know why. “Im not that woman. Im not the one who did that to you”.
“Oh I know that”, the boy replied with his usual grin beginning to form again on his face. “But for some reason you reminded me of her. And for all I know, you could have the same lack of self awareness that my dear mother had. That’s why I put the mirror there. So you could see yourself and understand the affect you have on what’s around you instead of just feeling your own needs.” He stood up and unbuckled his pants, letting them slide down to the floor. For the 9th time the boy crawled on top of Robins naked body in-between her legs, his uncircumcised preteen knob already growing with anticipation for the warm, wet folds of glory that it was about enter. With one hand he grabbed Robin by the throat and used her to hold his body up while his other hand guided his precumming cock towards Robins used and abused pussy hole. He laid his whole body down on top of Robins as he easily slid his dick into her, the 100 loads of preteen jizz lubing up his entrance and he looked deep into Robin’s swollen black and blue eyes as he deliberately pumped in and out of her with dramatic force. He let go of her throat and grabbed her breasts hard with both hands.
Robin lay there, hands and arms still bound tightly above her while the evil boy ravaged her body one again. He seemed to pour his hatred for her into each and every thrust and he groped her breasts so hard like he was clinging on to them for dear life. He picked out a spot on her chest that didn’t yet have teeth marks and dove into it, biting down and once again causing the air to be filled with the sounds of Robins cracked screams. He let go and proceeded to sip up the blood that poured out of Robins breast before spitting it back into her face. “Ugh Fuck you MOM!”, he yelled and thrust his hips into Robins pussy before letting loose his last reserve of cum into Robin’s motherly recesses.
He layed there for a few minutes and Robin could feel each throb of his cock pumping his evil seed into her. He produced an evil bloody grin on his face before jumping up and walking out of the bathroom, flipping the lightswitch off and leaving Robin in near darkness, save for the ever increasing morning light coming from the window above her.
For the first time since she awoke in the bathroom, she saw her original attackers, all three of them walked in and stood over her. The boy who had used her head for batting practice was the first one to speak, “man, you sure did make this one helluva party to remember Missus R.”. All three boys laughed.
“Hope you had a good time too, it certainly looks like you did.” He looked her beaten, cum splattered body up and down. “We just wanted to make sure you had your story straight before we let you get back home to our best buddies Jack and Jake.”.
The largest boy whom Robin never got the name of stepped forward, “You dropped the three of us off safe and sound at the second trailer on the left at the front of the trailer park, waving at the adult in the doorway who you carefully assumed was one of our parents. Then on your way out of the neighborhood, you decided to make a quick stop at the carwash to vacume up all the dirt in your backseat that came off of our baseball cleats. That’s when you were attacked from behind. You were knocked out and you don’t remember who did what to you. Got it!? All you know is that you woke up in your car at the carwash and the sun was already coming up..”
The third boy who Robin hadn’t heard a word from so far finally broke his silence. “Don’t even think you will be able to convince anyone that you were overpowered by a couple of little boys. Nobody will believe you. I would also like to mention that some of our friends at the party here tonight have parents who would not take kindly to any accusations of thier bad behavior. A few of them have folks that work in the police department and one of them even has a dad who works for the mayor. So go ahead and spill the beans if you dare. Imagine how popular you would be with Jack and Jake after hearing you accuse his friends of rape. And imagine how popular they would become at school and on the baseball team after such a story came out.”
The three boys laughed again and each took one more turn raping Robin’s cum filled pussy before untying her and giving her back her and carkeys. As Robin limped towards the trailer door to leave, she asked them for her clothes and Carl informed her, “nah we are gunna keep those to remember you by”. And he giggled as he shoved her out into the sunlight which had finally peeked over the horizon.
Robin squinted at the sudden brightness and raised a hand up to shield her eyes. She slowly made her way to her Suburban, completely naked, no shoes, cum flowing quickly down the insides of her legs. She got in the driver’s seat and closed the door. She flipped down the visor and looked at herself in the mirror with disgust. She put the car key up to the ignition but stopped before it went in. Slowly, she lowered her hand and dropped the keys in the middle console. She eyed her rearview and side mirrors but saw body around. She lifted her left leg and placed her foot on the dashboard to the left of her steering wheel, and lifting her right leg, she put her right foot on the opposite side of her wheel, spreading her knees apart and once again opening her legs as wide open as they would go. Using her left hand, she clamped her pointer finger and thumb on to her left nipple and squeezed. With her right hand she reached down and stuck two fingers inside her pussy, wincing with pain. She felt all the cum go on to her fingers and pulled her hand back up to her face, sticking her fingers inside her mouth and sucking all the cum off, making sure to lick in between each finger before plunging them back into her leaking pussy. Three more times she coated her fingers with the 100+ loads of preteen rape cum out of her beaten and swollen snatch and then shoved it in her mouth, her body flashing hot. She didn’t understand why she was doing this, but she supposed after a night of being severely beaten and gangraped, she might as well get some kind of enjoyment out of it.
She finished cleaning the cum off her fingers one last time, and sloshed it around in her mouth for a whole minute before swallowing it. Then she rubbed the cum from her pussy hole up on to her clit and started rubbing hard and fast. “Oh Fuck oh fuck of fuck oh FUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!!”, Robin screamed, cumming harder than she ever had before in her life, her pussy contracted several times and then gushed, squirting her girl cum all over the steering wheel and dashboard of her Suburban. Her entire body vibrated with satisfaction. The whole time she watched herself in the little mirror that sat in the visor of her car.
Finally after the quakes went away, she picked back up her keys and turned on the engine, backing out and leaving this place that would define the rest of her life… Behind.
The end…

Authors notes-
Hello my readers! Now that one kinda took on a life of its own. It got kinda dark there too, but holy fuck did those twists and turns leave me riddled with delight. I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. And I hope as always that you will leave your thoughts in the comments and leave an honest rating in the Stars.
This is the end of Robins story, but I fully intend on finishing up the loose ends of my other stories I have published on here.
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