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Latvia (Part One)
The Life Changing event
By Fargrace
Most people don't know about the country I am from. Most people would nevereven dream of coming here if they knew the things that have happened in mylife. I would say that I am an average girl for Latvia. I am 25 years old andblonde. Most women here in Latvia are either blonde or Russian. I weigh about60 kilograms, but I'm not sure what that comes out to in pounds. My breastsare large, I believe they would be DD in America, maybe only single D, fairlyfirm for their size and with dark large nipples. My ass is small and shapely.Most men aren't disappointed at least not with the way I look.
Most people can't relate all their problems back to a single moment, butI can. I used to believe that most people live their entire lives without anyreal pain occurring in their lives and that the only suffering that occurredwas when a loved one died of old age. Unfortunately, that isn't the case withme, not since I was 18. I had taken a job at the aerobics center in Vecriga.At that time, since Latvia was fairly new to being a non-soviet country, itwas the first type of gym Latvia had. Only rich Mafia men and their wives orgirlfriends could afford to go there. My classes were always full and it seemedlike I never stopped working. I had 5 or 6 classes each day and I was wellknown for giving to hardest workouts that the gym had to offer.
I later found out that most of the women who attended my class hated me.Most of them disliked that not only did I do so many classes, but also thatI worked harder then any of the women in the classes. They felt like I wasshowing off for the men who could watch the whole class through glass windows.I think in some part of my mind I was at least dressing to please the men,but when I worked out... that was for me. I remember well what I was wearingthat day. I was wearing a tight pair of red nylon shorts with a white sportsbra. As with most aerobics classes, we didn't wear shoes which I later foundout is really weird for Americans, but very common for Latvians.
It was my last class of the day and I was just finishing up with the stretcheswhen 3 men walked into he class. They were all handsome and muscular, but soare most men in this country. It isn't hard to find a sexy man... just hardto find a man who wants to have kids and only one woman. Anyway, the bulkiestof the men asked me if I realized that I was so sweaty that my nipples couldbe seen through my bra. I looked down to find that the material had becomefairly transparent, but not as bad as he was claiming.
I then replied, "Could you not disturb my class please and my top isdoing just fine in covering me up." The three men laughed and startedwalking towards me. I started to get up, but when I was almost to my feet oneof the women from the front row had grabbed my hair and jerked me back to thefloor. A couple of seconds later, all three men had me pinned to the floorand all the women were standing behind them.
I asked, "What the fuck is going on?"
That was when one of the women replied, " We are tired of your attitudeand that you are trying to steal our men away. So we arranged for our men togive you exactly what you been begging them to do."
"I don't know what you are talking about. Get your hands off me youcreeps." But my screams weren't heard by anyone. A couple of minutes laterwith the ladies' help, the men had my hands and feet taped to a bench pressbench with my legs spread wide. I tried to get away, but I can still rememberhow well multiple strands of tape could hold me so well to the bench even thoughI was sweaty. I felt pretty scared, but the men seemed to be leaving me forthe women, which in it's own way was a comfort to me.
I remember looking up into one of my student's eyes, her name was Aiga, andthinking, "oh thank god, she is going to help me out". Then a sicklooking smile came across her 25 year old Russian face as she used what laterI realized was a box cutter to cut away my clothes. First she cut away my shorts,slicing the outsides of my thighs while she was at it. She did it so viciouslythat I even felt the blade cutting into my skin. She pulled my shorts and pantiesaway with a jerk then handed the knife over to a gorgeous dark-skinned 21-year-oldgypsy girl named Olga. I never liked Olga, but she sure looked good in a leotard.She had about the same sized breasts as I did, and long black straight hair.I swear that she could have had any man that she wanted and to this day, Idon't know why she felt threatened by me. She cut away my bra from the inside,which I was happier about, because I could feel the sweat rolling across thecuts on my legs and it hurt bad. I thought at the time that the wounds weredeep, but they turned out to be pretty miner even though they bled a lot.
I wanted to get away so bad, but the nudity didn't bother me since I didn'treally see any men around any more. I struggled as much as I could which causedmy breasts to swing wildly back and forth. One of the women said that I wasacting like a haughty bitch in heat. That is when I saw my boss and about 10other men standing off to one side. My boss was always nice to me, so I figuredhe had brought the cavalry, but I was wrong. My boss walked up and took theknife from Olga and said very proudly, "Your fired, I emptied out yourlocker for you and your clothes have been thrown out as well as your purse.I kept what little money you had on you to pay the cleaning lady for this messyou are creating on your way out." It occurred to me then that I no longerhad any clothes to get home in, nor did I have any money to pay for trolleybusto get me home.
My boss knew what I was thinking and I could see the smile appearing on hisface. He asked if I wanted help up and all I could do at that moment was shakemy head yes. He then reached down and grabbed one of my nipples and pulledas hard as he could as if by pulling on my breasts it would help me sit up.I screamed in pain and started tried to call him every bad word I could thinkof. If that wasn't bad enough, my boss then using the knife made two littlecuts on the tips of my nipples. I screamed in pain, but in truth it didn'thurt all that much and no one could hear more than a muffle. It was more ascream of fear that they were going to kill me. He then got down on one kneeand started to suck on my right nipple. Another man I didn't know started suckingthe other nipple too and Olga then got down between my legs and started lickingmy cunt that was spread so wide for everyone to see. I was more then a littleshocked, but I don't know whether it was the fear or just that they knew exactlyhow to pleasure me. I found myself getting very excited. I even bucked my hipsin response to Olga's work on my clit. I couldn't believe it, even though Iknew I didn't want this attention, my body desired their touch.
I was just about to have an orgasm when Olga stopped. The men continued tosuck on my large breasts greedily, but it wasn't enough to bring me to an orgasm.Another man then walked up with what looked like a car battery and jumper cables.He attached one massive and dirty clamp to both my vaginal lips. I jerked roughlytrying to get away and all arousal disappeared. The two men seeing me in suchdistress bit down on my nipples in what seemed like unison. Between the clampand the biting of my breasts I couldn't help but cry. I wanted to die the painwas so great. I started to jerk, but that only made things worse. I soon stoppedjerking and tried with all my strength to just lay still. The two men releasedmy imprisoned breasts, which I thought I would be relieved, but in their absenceanother pain came, almost as if the blood didn't want to return to my nipplesanymore. It burned and ached at the same time.
Everyone just stood there and watched. The men all had bulges in their pantsand the women all had smiles on their faces. They all watched me so long thatI thought they were done with me, but then the man with the jumper cables touchedthe other cable to my right inner thigh. I felt a pain like I had never feltbefore. The pain centered at my pussy and seemed to jump to my thigh. He thentouched the other inner thigh and I bucked in pain. The pain was excruciating.I would have done anything at that moment to get the pain to stop, anything.He then went back to the right leg... then the left... and the right... hecontinued for what seemed like forever. I couldn't get used to the quick burstsof pain. He just kept touching me. Finally, he stopped.
Olga walked back up to me. She looked so pleased. "If we untape you,will you do whatever we say?" she asked. I nodded my head and she removedthe tape. As soon as I could, I rolled onto the floor and started begging formy life. I was ordered to be quiet though by Olga and I complied.
"Lick my cunt you whore" Olga ordered as she sat on the same benchI was just taped too. She pulled off her workout pants and panties. I instantlywithout question swooped in and started licking her pussy as best I could,but I had never done it before and wasn't doing all that entirely well.
Olga then hit me squarely in the nose. It didn't hurt that much, but scaredme. I dove back in to try harder at licking her pussy and again she hit me.All of a sudden, a man was behind me and shoved his dick up my ass forcingmy face into Olga's fist and pussy yet again.
"Is that all the best you can do for me you stupid fucking bitch? Iguess pussy isn't your choice of meat. Here, try Jauns' penis then!" Asshe stepped away, my eyes came in contact with the biggest penis I had everseen. It was about 11 inches long and as wide as my hand. I didn't think thatthere was any way, I would do any better with him then I did with her sincehe was so big. I opened my mouth to accept just the head, but the man rammingmy ass pushed so hard that I fell into it. Jauns then grabbed my hair and pulledas hard as he could to get the whole thing in my mouth. It was so big and sodeep. I couldn't breath. I tried to push away only to be kicked in the stomachby another women I still can't remember the name of even today.
"You said you would do anything to stay alive, you can't even suck myman's dick. You stupid cunt, you're just asking to die." Jauns was stillpulling hard on my head and with the kick to the stomach I had almost no airleft. I wanted to keep trying to give a better blowjob, but my body would notrespond the way my mind was asking it to. My hands just kept pushing at Jauns'hips.
Jauns laughed. "That's okay babe, I like your mouth better anyway. Iwasn't looking for a blowjob. I just needed to take a leak." All of asudden I felt a hot burning liquid poor down my throat. It burned and it mademy empty stomach lurch with pain. I couldn't breath though so I even probablyswallowed faster then he was peeing, but he just kept peeing. I was sure thatI was blue in the face, I had been denied air for so long, then the man fuckingme in the ass pulled out and so did Jauns. I fell to the floor gasping forair and gagging at the same time.
The man raping my ass spoke up, "That cunt shit on my prick." Everyonelaughed as he grabbed my hair. "You stupid bitch, look at my dick. Lookat what you did to my dick." Sure enough, there was a bit of shit at thetip of his cock just after the head, and blood and such down the length. Hewas about 5 to 6 inches long and of normal width, but it seemed much largerwhen he was raping my ass. "You better clean it off." He shouted.
I reached over to grab what was left of my shorts to wipe it off, when hestepped on my fingers. "No you stupid cunt, with your mouth". Hethen shoved his penis in my mouth too. It wasn't as large as the last one andif I moved it just right I could breath through my nose, but god, it tastedhorrible. At that moment, I puked all the piss in my stomach back up and sprayedhim from the waste down.
I couldn't believe what had just happened. I instantly forgot the pain inmy pussy from the battery cables, the pain in my stomach from the kicking andthe piss, the pain in my bleeding breasts, and the pain in my throat and lungsfrom the huge cock and started licking his body with my tongue as I beggedfor forgiveness. I was sure that they were going to kill me at that momentand in Latvia, it wouldn't even be hard to get away with. I continued to pleadand lick as fast as I could. The crowd of people behind me started laughingand the man just stood there. I think he was as shocked as I was, maybe evenmore.
Then like a hurricane, the man grabbed me by the hair and threw me at thebench. He started barking orders faster then I could comprehend, but everyoneobeyed his orders as if their life depended on it. I found myself being liftedoff the ground and held down to the bench by so much tape and hands that Icouldn't budge if I wanted too. Then the man I puked on started fucking mewith his piss covered, shit covered, and blood covered penis. He did it sohard that I thought he was trying to tear my pussy apart. It hurt, but wassort of arousing too. I hated it even though I found myself going through multipleorgasms with one right on top of the other. The man was wild with anger andthe fact that I seemed to be enjoying it with my body at least pissed him offeven more.
I think that it was probably on my sixth or seventh orgasm that I felt thefirst jolt. The same man from earlier with the jumper cables was back. Whileone man tried to fuck me to death another man was sending jolts of electricityfrom one breast to the other. My body felt like a war was being played outon it. My chest was exploding. My heart was beating harder then it ever hadbefore or ever should have. All the while my pussy was betraying me and pissingoff my rapist.
Then as quickly as it had begun... it ended. I passed out. I don't know ifit was from the pain or the pleasure. I probably never will know. I found myselfclean. Even the cuts on the side of my hips were covered in bandages. I wasnaked and I was maybe two or three blocks from the gym on a park bench. Mynipple was pierced with a nail and on the nail was a letter. It was typed andstated very clearly that they never wanted to see or hear from me again. Notto ever go back to the gym and not to expect any help from the police or theywould finish what they started.
Now seven years later, I find myself going to a therapist and him tellingme that the only way to understand how my life's events have affected me isto relive them in a controlled atmosphere. He told me to write what happenedin a story and to bring it to him the following week and that he and I wouldexperience it together. All I know is because of my first job... my life wasnever the same.
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