M. J. Jacobs

Abused family

CHAPTER ONE

Janet Summers glanced furtively about her at the shadows cast by the abandoned warehouses that lined both sides of the street. There was no telling what lurked in those shadows, no telling who might be waiting there to do her harm. She wished that she had had enough sense to take a busier street, but she had decided on the shortest mute to the train station and there was no turning back now.

Janet had decided to work late at her real estate office this evening, which would have been perfectly all right if her car hadn't refused to start. Now she was stuck in the city with no way home to the suburbs except the train. She could have taken the street she usually took to the depot when this sort of thing happened, but her four children were at home waiting for her and if she didn't catch the ten o'clock train she wouldn't be able to get home until two in the morning. The route she had decided upon would get her there in time, as long as no trouble came her way.

Janet was a very stable woman, a woman who could handle herself in most situations. She wasn't the kind of woman who feared danger lurking in the shadows, but there was something about the deserted street that bothered her. She could almost feel the presence of danger. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that a woman just wasn't safe out alone at that hour in that area of town, especially a woman as well endowed as her.

She tried to banish from her mind thoughts of rape, but the feeling of impending danger stayed with her. She hadn't seen a single soul in a long time, and certainly not a policeman. No one would hear her if she screamed, and there were plenty of abandoned buildings into which she could be dragged by an attacker. She shuddered at the thought and quickened her pace. She tried to think about something else, about her four children, a subject she always loved to think about.

Terry and Lynn, her two lovely daughters, were probably whipping up something for their brothers to eat. Janet knew that Terry and Lynn loved to play mother to the bays occasionally, and she knew that Greg and Jack loved to take advantage of the situation. Greg and Jack were probably bedeviling her daughters at that very moment. She only wished she were at home in the bosom of her family rather than walking down a deserted street on the rough side of town.

At first Janet thought she was hearing things, hearing the sound of heavy footsteps behind her, timed closely, but not closely enough, with her own. She had to stop for a second, had to be sure that she was alone. She gasped audibly when she heard the heavy steps continue for a second or two after she had stopped.

She wasn't alone. She was being followed. It was almost too horrible to believe. She wanted to look behind her and see who was walking in the shadows, but she didn't dare. She wafted faster, increasing her pace steadily as her fears grew wilder. The click of her high heels resounded off the hard walls surrounding her. The heavy clatter of boots was getting closer and closer. Before long, the frightened woman was half running in the night.

Janet cried out when the heel of her shoe caught in a grating and sent her sprawling. She thought she would die when she felt a heavy hand on her delicate shoulder. She looked up and saw the wickedly grinning face of a teenage boy. The kid may have been young, but he had the air of a man who could take what he wanted, and Janet feared that what he wanted was her.

"Here, take my purse! Take all the money! I won't tell the police!" she screamed. "Just leave me alone!"

"We're gonna take that purse all right, bitch! And that ain't all we're gonna take!" the kid rasped, his face twisted into a look of wicked delight.

"Oh God no! Here! Take the money! Fifty dollars! Just don't hurt me!" she cried, handing the boy the purse.

The kid dug into the purse, throwing her things out as he went through it. It was her only chance to escape. Perhaps she could get away while he was searching for her money. She somehow managed to struggle to her feet. Kicking off her shoes, she ran down the street as fast as her feet could carry her, screaming at the top of her voice as she ran.

It was no used. She heard the boy's boots close behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see the cruel-looking boy reaching out to grab her shoulder. She had to escape. There was no telling what the boy would do to her now that she had crossed him. She darted into an alley, running blindly down the pitch-black corridor. She only hoped it wasn't a dead end.

"Get her, Tony! She's comin' your way, man!" she heard her pursuer shout.

"I'm gonna get her, Mad Dog!" another voice called from the shadows at the end of the alley.

"Hold that bitch, you guys! She's got some fight in her!" her attacker growled, still running after her.

Janet stopped in her tracks, staring into the darkness like a frightened animal. She couldn't go back and she couldn't go forward. She could see somebody moving in the shadows, but she couldn't make out their faces until they suddenly stepped into a shaft of light thrown by the moon. There were two of them, both between fifteen and eighteen she supposed, although they carried themselves as if they were grown men. Both darkly brooding faces wore expressions of cockiness and lust. She knew that they wouldn't be satisfied with the money in her purse.

The two boys walked toward her with heavy steps, the silver studs of their black leather jackets and leather pants glistening coldly in the moonlight. The boy behind her moved closer, too, moved so close that she could feel her breath on the back of her neck. She had been paralyzed with fear for a few moments she suddenly regained control of herself long enough to bolt, but it was too late. She felt the boys' strong hands grip her arms and shoulders. She was lost.

"Hey, man! This bitch is a real fighter! She's gonna be one hot fuck!" one of the three kids rasped.

"Yeah, Rico! She's gonna ball up a fuckin' storm! Bet her cunt's hot for us already!" the boy who had attacked her on the street said in a low and controlled voice, his hands roving over her back and shoulders as he held her tightly.

"Looks like a rich bitch!" Rico, the tallest of the boys, said, his dark eyes glimmering. "How 'bout it, cunt? You from the rich side of town? Kinda out of place down here, aren't you?"

"Please let me go! Please! I'll do anything you ask! I've already given you my money! Do you want my car keys? I'll tell you where it is! Anything!" she cried in desperation.

"Shit, bitch, we already got your money! We want somethin' else now!" the boy they called Tony said, his pearly white teeth glittering as he smiled wickedly.

"We want some cunt!" the boy behind her rasped.

"Let's fuck her right here, Mad Dog!" Rico growled, his hands running roughly over her tits.

"Yeah, man! Let's get her up against the fuckin' wall and fuck the livin' shit out of her! Goddamn she's got a body! Look at them fuckin' legs!" Tony said in a deep voice, resonant with lust.

Janet shivered when Tony fell to his knees and ran his warm hands up and down her legs, raising her dress until his hand brushed against the crotch of her panties. The boy's hands were rough against her naked skin, and yet there was something almost pleasant about the sensation, something almost exciting about the touch of a man.

Janet had been without a man for a long time, ever since her husband Dave had been killed in a hunting accident four years earlier. She had loved Dave so much that she had vowed never to let another man into her life. Lately, however, she had been reconsidering the decision to remain unwed, and unfucked.

Janet knew that Dave would never have wanted her to build a wall around herself if anything ever happened to him. He would have wanted her to go on living and try to find happiness with another man. But she had loved him so much that she didn't think another man could satisfy her, sexually or emotionally. The past four years, therefore, had been a torment to her. The hands roving over her luscious body were a torment to her too, but a strangely pleasant torment.

"Shit! You guys gotta feel her legs! You're not gonna believe this! She's like silk or somethin'! I wanna fuck her right hero!" Tony cried, his hand clasping her upper leg.

Tony stood up and started to unbutton his pants. Janet cried, frying not to look at the kid's crotch. She could see that the boy had a hard-on, a hard-on that extended several inches down his leg inside his tight leather pants. She hadn't take a cock in four years. She trembled at the thought of having that big hard dick shoved into her tight cunt.

"Not here, Tony!" Mad Dog said with authority. "She's gonna scream a lot! Some fuckin' cop might hear!"

"We ain't gonna let her go, Mad Dog!" Rico said, rubbing his swollen crotch. "We gotta get some of that!"

"We're gonna get all the pussy we want from this bitch! But we're not gonna fuck her out here! Come on, help me drag her into that warehouse! And cover her mouth! She's done enough screamin' already! She's gonna get us blown away!" Mad Dog said roughly, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her into a doorway opening onto the alley.

Janet fought the thoughts as long as she could, biting and thrashing in her panic, but there was no stopping them. They were far too big and strong to resist, and too intent on taking from her what they wanted. Before she knew it she had been dragged into a dark and cavernous building, a place where she would never be found.

"Don't hurt me!" she pleaded. "I won't tell anyone! Please! Do anything you want, but don't rape me! Please!" she cried, beside herself with fear.

"Don't rape you?! What the fuck else are we supposed to do with ya? Stupid bitch!" Tony growled, pushing the lovely woman up against a wall and pinning her there with his heavy body.

"Oh God! NO!" she cried, feeling the boy's body pressing up against her.

Janet stared wildly about her, stared into the faces of the three horny young toughs. She found in their eyes not a trace of concern for her well-being, not a trace of pity. She knew that they could hurt her, even kill her if they wanted to, and she knew that there was nothing in the world she could do to stop them.

The terrified woman felt Tony's swelling cock pushing up against her leg. Her dress had gotten nicked up in her struggle with the boys. She felt the heat of his crotch against her naked flesh, felt the long hard bulge of his rod pawing steadily against her silken leg.

The boy rubbed his crotch against her leg, making his cock bigger and bigger by the second. It would be only a matter of minutes, Janet knew, before the kid would haul out his massive cock and shove it between her trembling legs. She closed her eyes and tried to prepare herself for the inevitable.

"Get your fuckin' hands off her, Tony!" she heard the one they called Mad Dog say.

Janet opened her eyes to see the kid grab Tony's shoulder and tear him away from her. Was he putting a stop to her violation? Was he saving her for some reason? Her heart almost stopped. Perhaps her pleas had been heard after all. Perhaps she would be set loose.

"Get your ass away from her, Tony, you dumb fuck!" Mad Dog rasped, pushing the would-be rapist away. "You shits don't know how to treat a lady! You are a lady, aren't you?" the boy asked with a gentle smile.

Janet nodded weakly.

"I thought you were," the kid said, staring into her blue eyes. "I can tell by the way you dress, and by the way you act when one of us guys touches you. See, whenever a guy touches you you act like we're dirty or somethin'! All you rich bitches are like that!" the boy grinned, letting his hand graze the woman's silken face.

"Please let me go! You won't let him do anything to me, will you?" she pleaded.

"Do anything? Like what?" Mad Dog said with a grin.

"You won't let, him… let him…" she struggled, her face red with shame.

"Fuck you?" Mad Dog asked.

Janet nodded nervously.

"Shit no, lady! I ain't gonna let him stick that big fat cock of his up your little cunt! At least I'm not gonna let him fuck you yet! See, lady, I'm the head man around here. I make the rules! And I wanna fuck you first!" the hard boy growled.

"Hey, man. You got that last bitch that! It's my turn!" Tony said.

"Get fucked! You dip shits just watch the export! You might learn somethin'!" Mad Dog said. "You see, this is a lady, and a lady needs special treatment. Ain't that right, lady?" the boy said, spitting out the words with contempt.

Janet nodded her head again, knowing now that it would be safer for her if she went along with the boys. She dared not resist Mad Dog. Even though he seemed to be younger than the other two boys, he had them under control. She would have to do as he told her.

"Do you like to get fucked, lady?" Mad Dog asked, running the back of his hand over her soft cheek.

Janet shook her head negatively, and then nodded quickly, realizing that she dared show no resistance. She saw the boy's dark eyes glitter when she nodded.

"What does a lady like?" the boy asked. "Come on, bitch! Tell me what you like!" the kid rasped, grasping her pretty throat and applying just enough pressure to let her know that he meant business.

"Please don't! Don't make me…" the terrified and embarrassed woman cried.

"Tell me! And use a lot of dirty words! You know what dirty words are, don't you, lady? Them are those words you see written on walls around this part of town where us slum kids live!" the boy spat contemptuously. "Now tell me what you like! You like big clicks? Huh?"

Janet nodded.

"Well you better like 'em big, cause we all got big ones!" Rico put in, reaching down and rubbing his crotch.

"How 'bout it, lady? You like big hard cocks?"

"Yes… yes… I do… I like big… big cocks!" the frightened older woman told the three toughs.

"Well? Come on, bitch!" the boy growled. "What do you like to do with 'em?"

"I… I like to… to touch them," she gasped.

The boys all laughed a dirty laugh.

"And… I like to kiss them… and… make them hard by… by sucking them!" she cried, knowing that she had to obey the boys, knowing that they wanted her to talk dirty to them.

"You like to suck dicks?" Rico asked in a voice thick with lust.

"You heard her, man! She eats cock! Bet she's got a sweet throat, too! Sure would like to stuff my meat in that throat! How 'bout it, lady? Would you like my cock in your mouth?" Mad Dog rasped.

"Yes… I… I'll do that for you… if I have to… but… please don't hurt me…" she whimpered.

"What else do you like to do with clicks?" Tony asked, crowding closer with Mad Dog and Rico.

"I… I like to… to take them into… into my… my cunt…" she cried. "I like to be fucked in my cunt…"

"Glad you like gettin' fucked, lady, 'cause you're gonna get it real good tonight! You're gonna get fucked by all three of us! And we really know how to do it! We've fucked lots of you hot bitches! How do you like it? Like it rough?" Mad Dog asked, his hands roving over her shoulders and down to her breasts.

"Oh God no! Not rough! Please! Don't hurt me! I… I'll do anything you ask! Anything! I won't struggled! I won't scream! I promise! But please don't hurt me!" she cried, feeling Mad Dog's heavy hands on her warm breasts.

"That's more like it, lady! We ain't gonna hurt you too much if you go along with us right! Ain't that right, you guys?" the boy said, looking at his buddies with a dirty grin. "Of course, if you give us any trouble we're gonna beat the shit out of you! You wouldn't want that pretty face all bruised up, would you?" he asked with a wicked look.

Janet shook her head and made her body relax. She felt Mad Dog's exploring hands moving over her breasts, kneading the soft flesh of her boobs through the silky material of her dress. She would have to give herself to them, would have to give herself completely.

"Take that dress off, lady!" Mad Dog ordered, teaching down and rubbing the length of hard meat that extended down the leg of his skin-tight pants.

Janet shuddered. She had to do as she was told. Her hands shaking, she moved away from the hard brick wall and reached behind her and unzipped her dress. The boy still held her fast, refusing to let go of her arm until she asked him. The boy stood close to her as she hesitantly wriggled out of her dress, ready to grab her if she made any move to escape.

"Get a load of them tits!" one of the boys breathed. "Jesus Christ she's stacked! One hot lady!"

"Take that bra off, bitch! Come on! Get it off! We wanna see those tits!" Rico rasped, reaching out and ripping her bra off her.

Janet felt the strap of her bra burn her flesh slightly as the boy pulled it until it snapped. Her tits burst into view, swelling with feminine beauty, a beauty that she wished she could hide now. She felt naked and helpless, standing there wearing only her half slip and panties. She knew that her shame and embarrassment were nothing compared to the shame she would feel when the boys started using her as they wished.

"Take it off, baby! Right now!" Mad Dog said, hooking his fingers beneath the waistband of her half slip and pulling it down a bit, exposing the slight curve of her beautiful belly.

Janet did as she was ordered, pushing her garment down around her ankles. She stood there trembling, in only her black lace panties, her cunt twitching with the strangest sensations she had ever experienced. It was almost as if the boys' rough treatment of her was turning her on. She tried desperately to fight off the sensations that were slowly but surely overcoming her as she stood nearly naked before the three horny boys. She tried to tell herself that she should let them kill her if necessary to keep her feminine treasure from them, but it was no use. She had been without a man too long.

"Let us see that pussy, lady!" Mad Dog rasped, standing before her with his hands on his hips.

Janet refused to take her panties off. It wasn't long before Mad Dog fell to his knees in front of her and tore her panties down, exposing the furry nest of her twat. Her body shivered with fear and strange excitement. She was naked now, and totally helpless.

"Nice twat." Mad Dog said, staring between the woman's lap at her furry snatch.

"I'm really gonna like getting in there with this fuckin' dick!" Rico said in a husky voice, reaching down and unbuttoning his tight pants. "How 'bout it, lady? You gonna like havin' this fucker up your cunt?" the kid asked, holding in his hand one of the biggest hard-ons that the frightened woman had ever laid eyes on.

Janet's eyes widened' when she saw the size of Rico's dark swollen cock. It would tear her to pieces, she thought. It was as thick as a child's wrist and at least nine inches long. She hoped he would be gentle with the monstrous organ, but somehow she knew better.