A little longer than usual but I really liked writing this. English has too many pronouns, I hope I got them all right this time. Let me know if you like it. Enjoy it!


Trust Me


"Come on Alessandra, it will be a good party, we'll have fun, trust me! Everyone will be there, even Tiziano! Don't get prayed, put on something nice, I'll pick you up at 9pm"

Alessandra was not really the party type: she could not stand alcohol and was particularly closed in on herself, she did not like the confusion. How Teresa had become her friend was a mystery to everyone, there was an old joke that said that introverts make friends when an extrovert decides to adopt them. Teresa had adopted Alessandra. She was the opposite of her friend, witty, funny, with so much energy on her to make the world explode. Blonde, bobbed hair and a physique that her best friend envied her. Not that Alessandra was a ugly girl, on the contrary, but when confronted with Teresa she always felt a little uncomfortable.

A white blouse and a green skirt were the clothes she had chosen for the evening. Her brown hair was tied up in a braid, her brown eyes, magnified by large eyeglasses, flew insecure from side to side. They weren't clothes she would have bought, the skirt was a little too short for her taste but Teresa was stubborn and one day she showed up at her house with a dozen different clothes. Stuff she didn't use anymore, she said. Certainly more expensive and daring clothes than those Alessandra could afford.

Teresa stopped with the car in front of her, took a look at her friend's look.

"You are fantastic! Jump on"

Smiling, Alessandra got into the car with Teresa. While Alessandra was still only 17 years old, her friend had already turned 18 and had immediately taken her license. This car was the gift for her eighteenth birthday, she loved it. Alessandra observed her friend: a wonderful blue dress reached her mid-thigh, tightened at the waist by a black belt. Her breasts were beautiful even without an excessive neckline. A night of entertainment was ahead of them.

The party was held in an old factory outside the city. For a moment, Alessandra regretted having accepted seeing all those people and loud music, but sometimes Teresa's enthusiasm was contagious. They entered and took a cocktail each. By the time Teresa had finished her, Alessandra hadn't even arrived in half. Going around the party, they met several classmates including, of course, Tiziano. They knew each other since they were eleven and Alessandra had a crush on him for at least a year. But he had been engaged for a long time with a girl from another class and Alessandra was not perfidious enough to get in the way despite of Teresa's encouragement. But now he was single again and her friend never missed an opportunity to make them meet.

The evening went on for a long time. Tiziano was with two friends that the girls did not know, Simone, a mulatto boy, Italian father and Moroccan mother, and Giulio, a handsome blond boy with short hair; the five sat down at a table and began to chat, surrounded by alcohol and music. Slowly Teresa pushed her friend towards Tiziano while she seemed to have stuck to Giulio. Simone, now fifth wheel of the wagon, decided to get up to seek his fortune elsewhere.

It was Tiziano who carried on the conversation, they talked about this and that, remembering old events, Alessandra always with her head down caressing the back of her neck. Tiziano put his hand under her chin and lifted her face.

"You have beautiful eyes" In an instant Alessandra turned as red as a tomato, he drew back "Sorry, I am banal but I had to say it", a half smile escaped her "No no. Rather. Is cute. No one had ever told me” They stared at each other for a while, his hand over hers “Shall we find a quieter place to talk?” Alessandra's heart was beating wildly, she turned toward her friend only to find her entwined with Giulio, engaged in a heavy exchange of saliva. She was alone. She looked back at Tiziano, looked at his blue eyes and his slightly curly black hair, his fresh beard, his sweet smile. Trying to appear as calm as possible, Alessandra said "Sure".

They both got up hand in hand. Alessandra turned back looking for her friend's gaze but she was too busy with her new conquest. With her heart bursting in the chest, the girl followed Tiziano into a dark corner of the room, he leaned her against the wall and kissed her. Alessandra returned the kiss and soon they found themselves stuck to the wall, lost in each other. The people around them kept screaming and dancing but they didn't care. He felt her small breasts, she didn't resist. Tiziano tried to raise her skirt but she stopped him "Wait, wait. Not here. Don't you have a quieter place? Only the two of us" the look that Alessandra gave him left him no choice "I know a place, trust me".

He took her to a secluded wing of the former factory, this place was full of rooms, cafeterias, and changing rooms. What he was looking for was the caretaker's bedroom. After making sure that no one had their own idea, he took the girl inside the room and closed the door. On the threshold, Alessandra looked around: it was a pretty room, light green walls, white tiles. Bright but without windows; on the walls there were some fairly trivial paintings of landscapes and in the corner there was a small wooden wardrobe. The music arrived muffled so much that, if you didn't pay attention, it almost seemed to disappear. What occupied more than half of the room was a large double bed, right in the middle. Alessandra looked at it with excitement mixed with embarrassment. "It is here that it will happen"

Tiziano took her face in his hands and started kissing again, rolling on the bed. She took off her glasses and placed them on the bedside table. She regretted never having switched to contact lenses since her sight without glasses was not perfect but it was certainly not the sight that would have helped her that night.

Suddenly, the sound of keys turning in the door interrupted the two lovers. It was Simone, Tiziano's friend, who did not show the slightest sign of embarrassment at having caught them in bed. Alessandra looked at him confused.

"Hey, you could also expect me!"

"What the fuck Simone, I told you to wait until I did the first lap alone!"

"Fuck your first lap, you left me alone like a jerk. Give me this little bitch here"

Simone grabbed the girl by the arms raising her from the bed, she looked at Tiziano bewildered

"What's going on Tiziano?"

"Sorry dear. First the friends, then the pussy. "

"Let me go" Alessandra struggled but was at least twenty pounds too light to put up any real resistance. She still managed to turn around and scratch Simone's face with her nails.

"Shit, this cat has claws!" He gave her an upright in her stomach, so strong it took her breath away. She fell to the ground, red in the face.

"Don't disassemble her!"

"She started it," he spat on her hair, then bending down he took her hands and tied them behind her back with a pair of handcuffs. He lifted her from the ground and brought her to her knees

Tiziano got up and, hands on his knees, he turned to the girl.

"Now let's do a nice game, Alessandra. I would ask you if you want to participate but you don't really have a choice. You can still decide whether to make it simple, and in that case we could all have fun, or try to resist. In that case it won't be pleasant for you but we will still have what we want "

Simone knelt in front of her, clasped his hands and with a teasing tone said to her: "Please, resist. I love when they resist. "

"Ignore him, he's an idiot. The choice is up to you Alessandra. We'll fuck you anyway. But it doesn't have to be an unpleasant experience."

The girl started crying "I want to go home"

"You will go there, God forbid. But first we all have a little fun together. You seemed so excited a little while ago" he puts a hand in her underpants "you're still wet"

Alessandra stared in astonishment at the two boys, breathing with difficulty. She had always known Tiziano, how could he do this "There was no need for this, Tiziano. I … I was consenting, we had to … "

"Tell this idiot. If it had been for me we would have had the first fuck just the two of us, tenderly. I would have caught your virginity and… you are a virgin, aren't you? "

The girl bowed her head sobbing. She would lose her virginity in a rape. Never she would have thought of being in such a situation.

"But enough talk" he lifted her up and slammed her on the bed from side to side, on her back. He lifted her skirt and took off her white underpants, admiring her beautiful slit "Don't worry, you'll like this too", he bent between the girl's legs and started licking, stimulating her clitoris with his tongue. On the other side of the bed, Simone had taken out his cock and was trying to put it in her mouth.

"Stand still and open your mouth"

"Please no"

He grabbed her throat with his hand

"I said open it!"

With her head upside-down, Alessandra was forced to swallow the boy's member.

"You remember that speech from before, right? Don't try to make jokes"

The girl nodded in terror as the two boys violated her. Simone grabbed the sides of her shirt and pulled on both sides, the buttons jumped easily, then grabbed the bra and tore it at the center, this time with a little more difficulty. Finally he could see the girl's small tits, he threw himself on them without ever taking his cock out of her mouth.

With horror Alessandra realized that, despite everything, her body was starting to get aroused, her nipples hardened, she felt a growing pleasure between her legs. On the contrary, her conscious part was terrified: disgusted by the piece of meat that continued to violate her mouth, which made it difficult to breathe, which humiliated her while the boy she liked was treating her no better than an inflatable doll. She could only hope that this torture would end soon.

Tiziano got up and gave a last touch "It's time Ale, you're about to become a woman" the girl, unable, did not answer, just muttered something. Without any delicacy, the boy penetrated her, Alessandra's eyes widened in surprise. A few strokes and she began to feel pain, Tiziano had pierced her hymen, blood began to come out of her vagina, he didn't stop or slow down. "So, what do you think of your first time? You have two good men to please you, you couldn't have hoped for better, right?" With her legs up and white shoes still at her feet, Alessandra could do nothing but suffer.

The violence continued, in spite of herself the girl was feeling pleasure and inside she hated herself for this. A growing pleasure as Tiziano pushed her. All of a sudden she arched her back caught by a powerful orgasm, the shame followed soon after: they were raping her and she had just come. "Hey! This bitch has just come! I told you that underneath she was a pretty slut” hearing Tiziano talking like that about her was like putting salt on the wound. Had he always treated her kindly, had he always pretended so far?

Her thoughts were interrupted by Simone's member who had decided to have enough and who emptied its entire load into Alessandra's mouth. Taken by surprise, the girl swallowed the first sketches then tried to dodge but the boy would not let her. She risked choking while the sperm ended up in the airways amid Simone's fun and excitement. Seeing her struggling with the lack of air was what Tiziano lacked to finally come, unloading everything inside her.

The two boys went out almost at the same time, Tiziano took the girl's panties to clean his penis, Simone used the collar of her shirt.

"Do not hope too much, slut, this was only the first round."

Sobbing, Alessandra screamed at him "I'm not a slut, Tiziano, and you know it!"

He approached her, took her cheeks with one hand "You followed me here to fuck me, you sucked my friend's cock with enthusiasm and you came while we raped you. I'm sorry Ale, but you're a slut ”.

Simone laughed, she sniffed "It's not true" she turned her head to the side to cough, a few drops of cum trickled from her lips "You're bastards". Tiziano put a finger on her lips "Now stop that little mouth, we're starting again" they brought Alessandra to her knee at the end of the bed, each massaging his member to regain an erection. The frightened look of the poor girl was enough to quickly return in strength even without counting her half-naked body. Tiziano was the first to recover, grabbed Alessandra's head and shoved his cock inside her mouth, then it was Simone's turn to do the same. Between saliva and sperm, the two friends shared a hole to break, regardless of whether this hole was the mouth of a crying friend. Alessandra wanted to throw up but resisted because she didn't know how they would react. By now she automatically passed from one cock to another, trying to please the two boys as much as possible.

Tired of bouncing off the girl's head, they threw her back on the bed, on her stomach. In front of her was Tiziano while Simone took his place above her. Alessandra felt that he lifted her skirt and spread her buttocks "Please Tiziano, don't let him do it, please stop him AAAH!" The boy penetrated her from behind without hesitation, cum and saliva the only lubricants he used. Eyes wide with pain, she felt Tiziano raise her face again "I didn't lie, you really have beautiful eyes" He brought his member back to the girl's mouth and started raping her again "Everything will be fine, trust me"

The pain was terrible, her asshole was too narrow to be used like this. Her arms, still tied behind her back, were beginning to hurt her, her fingers twitched, they were the only thing she could move. Simone thought for a moment to tighten them too in a vice but he liked to see them twitch.

They went on for a long time, Simone came without pulling out his penis from Alessandra's ass, while Tiziano took it out a few seconds before ejaculating, took it in his hand and shot into her face, her eyes and her hair. Leaving her sobbing on the bed, the two sat on the floor in front of the bed.

"Beer?"

"Sure! Fuck it's warm! "

"Next time we bring a fridge" Tiziano took a long drink

"Ale, do you want one?" She didn't answer, kept on sobbing.

"She already drank enough cum," they both laughed.

"In addition, she doesn't like alcohol, she has not even finished her cocktail"

To Alessandra, these looked like memories of a lifetime ago.

The two boys drained their beers, then got up.

"It was fun Ale, we should do it again sometimes" Tiziano took a handkerchief and took a little spunk from the girl's face "Didn't you have fun?" No answer "I said: didn't you have fun?" A slight nod with the head "Great!" he gave her a light kiss on the lips while Simone took off the handcuff "We go back to the party, you stay to sleep if you want". They dressed and, giving each one a last slap on the girl's ass, they left the room.

Finally alone, Alessandra could cry without restraining herself. In absolute silence the music of the party reached her ears, people enjoying themselves while she was there to experience the worst pain, the worst humiliation of her life. She hated them. She hated that room, which an hour before had seemed so welcoming, hated those two pigs who had just raped her, hated Tiziano who had deceived her so much, how could he have done this to her? He hated Teresa who had dragged her there. "Everyone will be there, even Tiziano!" he could almost hear her voice. And now she'll be fucking somewhere with some asshole. She hated him too. She hated herself for not being able to react, she hated her body for having an orgasm while they raped her. She hated everything, even those who had always loved her. Her world had turned black.

Motionless on the bed, she heard the music change pace a couple of times, still sobbing. Her whole body was hurting, the terrible scenes she had just passed kept coming back to her mind. Slowly, she sat on the bed and looked around. She could not find underwear, bra and cell phone, they probably took it all as booty. The shirt was in pieces, they hadn't even pulled it off, it had been clinging to her arms all the time, what mattered was seeing her breasts. She tried to fasten the shirt stained with blood and sperm but most of the buttons had skipped. Only a couple were miraculously saved, one at the top and one in the middle. She covered herself as best she could. On the floor, her glasses, fallen who knows when, a lens was cracked. She looked down for the first time, blood, semen and various body fluids were encrusting between her thighs. There was no bathroom in the room, she had to clean herself with a sheet. She looked for a mirror to observe how her backside was but she couldn't find one; maybe it was better this way.

Staggering, she stood up, catatonic. She just wanted to go home, go to sleep and wake up the next morning. She wanted to find out that it was all a nightmare and that none of this had really happened. She opened the door of the room to return to the party.

Before she could turn on the lights, from the darkness, a figure fell on her full force. Alessandra felt a very strong pain in her stomach while an arm behind her back prevented her from falling. She sucked air to shout but that scream never came out "Surprise Ale". Outside the room, in the corridor, she saw Simone, while the figure who had jumped on her was Tiziano and he had just plunged a long knife into her stomach. With eyes wide with terror, Alessandra shook her head in disbelief, rested her right hand on the boy's shoulder.

"We thought you never came out, we were bored out there. A little joke, nothing personal." he turned the blade "You didn't really think we would let you go like this, would you? A little bird ready to tell the police what the two bad guys did to her, didn't you? "

"I won't say anything, please"

"Oh, I'm sure you won't say anything, not if I cut you like a fish!"

"Tiziano, please don't do it. I love you."

"I love you," Simone repeated, mocking her.

"Oh, the poor little girl in love," he pulled out the knife and sank it again, a little higher. She shrank on him, her head resting on his shoulder.

"I don't want to die, please. I will do what you want, you can rape me when you want but not kill me ".

"So it is true that you are a slut" another stab, always in the stomach, more deeply than the others, Alessandra seemed to feel the knife come out of her back. When he removed the blade, Tiziano watched her gasp. Her terror was arousing him again.

"Let me try, let me try!" Simone took the friend's knife and stabbed the girl just below her right breast, a little on the side, he opened his mouth for the pleasure "Fuck, dude! We had to do it first! It became hard in an instant! "

"To whom do you say"

Simone took her in his arms and stabbed her twice more in the sternum, then threw her to the ground to squirm. He pulled his penis out again and began to masturbate, Tiziano, after a moment of hesitation followed his example. Not that it mattered what Alessandra thought of them now.

Lying in a pool of blood that kept growing, the girl had lost hope. Above her, like giants, the two boys who had stabbed her were masturbating on her agony. She could not tell if the whole world had gone mad or if she had never understood anything. She couldn't speak, she was out of breath; seized by sudden spasms, she coughed large drops of blood. Simone came at that moment splashing her face. Alessandra's agony lasted a few more minutes but in the end her brown eyes were staring into nothing. Tiziano also came when he saw life going out in his friend's eyes, he too concluded on her face.

Still dazed, the two boys started the last phase of the plan. They wrapped the girl's body in a plastic sheet and then in a carpet, it was light enough to be easily transportable. They came out of a side door far from prying eyes and loaded it into the trunk of the car away from the confusion.

Teresa's car was parked in a dark corner, not too far from the factory. It was swaying up and down, someone was working hard inside. On the passenger seat, facing the rear, was Teresa, still wearing her blue dress. Below her, Giulio, who was panting harder as he moved the girl up and down, up and down, with his hands on her hips. With a last moan, he too emptied into the girl's loins. No longer supported by Giulio, Teresa fell to the side, into the driver's seat with her chest, stomach and throat battered by at least thirty stab wounds. Giulio squeezed again the beautiful breast of his victim just as he saw two headlights approaching from a distance.

"Why did you take so long?"

"She didn't want to leave the room, we got bored to death"

"Oh poor fellow. Next time I want a nice comfortable bed "

He loaded Teresa's body into the trunk next to Alessandra's.

"What the hell do you want, we left you the prettiest friend!"

"It may be, but yours was not bad either, you know?"

"Come on, let's go and bury them in the usual place, later we will burn the car"

"Did you remember to take bra and panties this time?"

"Shut up and drive"