They raped Verinha.

They raped Verinha.


I always follow the stories on this site, and now I'm going to tell you about one that I witnessed a long time ago, which happened to a friend of mine who had to spend years doing analysis to heal from the aftermath of her accident.
Verinha was a very beautiful girl and wanted by everyone in the neighborhood, but she didn't bother anyone. She liked to provoke and then leave the guys in the hand. She is blonde, long hair, big breasts and medium and hard body, fair skin and medium thighs. Very cute. I myself had tried to be with her several times, but I always took her away. I was already getting angry with her when the accident happened.
It was late, about midnight and a half. I had gone for a walk and, after spending some time in a bar drinking beer with colleagues, I was returning home. I live in a neighborhood far away and my house and Verinha's, which is next door, were the last ones on the street, with no neighbors nearby. It was dangerous to go there so late, because there was still no lighting on that stretch of street. Like that. Verinha had gone to some friends' house because it was her eighteenth birthday and the ride she was able to return was a guy who took her end, but who left her far from the middle of the house because she did not want to give him a few kisses in the car. I was leaning behind the wall of a house under construction, thinking about life and smoking a cigarette, because before returning home, or when I walked back from the high steps of the bar, I saw that she had jumped off the steps like someone had left her, and I was afraid of my arrogance and I was not ready to see that she was walking alone for an hour.
Suddenly, as Verinha was passing in front of the house under construction, five guys came out from the other side with motorcycle hoods on their heads (of those you can only see the eyes). Two went behind and grabbed her, covered her mouth, while the other three dragged her into the house. I was scared and my adrenaline went to a thousand. I thought and various things, to shout to scare them, to say that I was armed, to run for help ... but I decided to stay there to see what was happening, because I thought that she deserved that lesson. I calmed down and slowly approached a window where I could see where they were and they could not see me. The house still had no roof and the moonlight allowed me to clearly see what was happening inside.
They threw Verinha on some big pieces of cardboard that were there and each one pulled out a knife and said quietly:
If you scream or do anything stupid, we'll kill you, and we'll kill you slowly, understand?
They didn't let her say anything. She was trembling a lot and sobbing in fear. They tore all her clothes and left her completely naked. She, in tears, said that she was a virgin and begged not to do that with her, that she would give money, do anything.
- You're gonna do everything with us, hot, and when we're done, you won't even recognize yourself.
They drew lots to see who would be the first to put it in the bucket to get the gourd out of her and the winner said this:
Lucky girl, I'm gonna tear you to shreds, and you're gonna have your pussy and your ass all rolled up when I'm done.
They held her all bent and pressed knives on her saying that if she did not keep quiet they would pierce her whole. They pushed her arms and legs as far as she could and the other put his stick out and it looked like it was very big, it must have been more than twenty centimeters and it was very thick. She saw it and was frightened, but one of them gave a light stab to her stomach with the knife, telling her to keep quiet or it would be worse.
The guy stood on top of her and put his hand in her mouth, tearing the gourd and another put his hand in her mouth, because he knew that the scream would be inevitable. What he was putting bombed with all his strength and she squealed softly, of bitch, dog, piranha and everything. After about fifteen minutes, he mocked and stood a little on top of her, because it seemed that he had mocked to the soul. He took the toilet out of her and all dirty with blood and shit. She told him to suck it to leave it clean and she sucked a lot, crying all the time. Then the others took the luck again and the winner said that he was going to lick her ass.
I'm gonna tear that ass up so bad you'll never be able to get it tight again.
She started struggling, but they were holding her tight, and one of them said he was going to stab her.
- I'm going to pierce that piranha once and for all, so she stops being a beast!
No, not yet, I've said what I've won in the contest, I'll do better than that.
They turned to her, who stood with her butt well up and a little open, while the others dominated her completely, one being practically mounted on her neck, to immobilize her well.
- That's it, hold it tight and cover her mouth with that handkerchief that I'm gonna give that virgin ass a treat.
After they put the handkerchief in her mouth, the guy bent down, pulled the bands from her ass and started to stick a finger in Verinha's ass. She couldn't even struggle, because she was completely immobile. The guy stuck two fingers, then three, without any lubrication. He was forcing quickly in and out.
- Now let's see what the wing thinks of that.
She said that, and with the two index fingers of her hands stuck in her ass, she began to force herself to tear the folds. Her ass started to bleed, she moaned a lot. The guy stuck his middle fingers in and now, with two fingers on each side, he was tearing the whole of her ass and laughing, cursing her a lot. He would let go and look at the damage, then he'd stick it again and pull the walls of the ass, making all the pegs break and making a lot of blood. The crazy guy loved it. After blowing out Verinha's folds, he pulled his face out (it was almost the size of the other one and thicker, it looked like a room). He was putting her in that half position, squatting down, and then he would put her knees on his body and throw it at her like that. He stood there for twenty minutes, and when he pulled his big toe back in and looked at the damage, he would stick it again and pull the walls of her ass, making all the pegs break and making a lot of blood. The crazy guy loved it. After blowing out Verinha's folds, he pulled her face out, it was almost the size of the other one and thicker, it looked like a room.
The others said:
- Man, what a mess, huh?
- You fucked her right in the ass!
- You're looking like another pussy.
That's so she can learn to respect other people.
They turned her back to her starting position, arms and legs spread and punched her in the face until she woke up, all confused and started crying in a lot of pain, begging them to stop, that she was going to die of pain, that she was devastated, but they just laughed and sneered at her.
I've noticed that you don't like to shave your head, so I'm going to do you a favor and leave it straight, without a hair.
She rolled her eyes, still gagged and with one of the guys holding her mouth.
The guy went between her legs and at once just took and pulled a handful of combs from her brush, pulling with a lot of force. She had spasms of pain and the whole body was trembling. The guy was pulling the combs, pulling and showing her. He kept pulling a handful without pulling to see her expression of pain. The brush was all red from the blood that had come out of the head torn and swollen from the violence of the forced hair removal. When the guy saw that he had no more combs, he said to his colleague:
- I think you want to have fun too, don't you?
- Sure, man, leave some for me, too.
- So come on, do what you want with that bitch.
The guy who was holding her right leg exchanged places with the one who had torn off his combs, also standing in the middle of Verinha's legs, began to stick his fingers into her wounded pocket. He stuck two, three, four, until he stuck his whole hand and at that time she fainted again.
The guy stuck his hand in her pussy for a while, pushed it in as far as he could and told the others that he was punching her uterus.
Another took the opportunity to nibble on the nipples of her breasts. He nibbled with his nails and pulled hard upwards, shaking well hour after hour. He had an hour that he pulled so much that he tore the nipple from the left breast, and said:
That bitch's skin is too thin, I'll tear the other one too.
And so he did, squeezing the beak of his right breast with the fingernails of his thumb and forefinger until it bled.
It was then that Verinha woke up again and seemed in a state of shock. She was hardly struggling anymore, only sobbing with difficulty because of the gag and the injuries.
- Guys, let's get this over with. She's almost at the point.
- Dude, you, who hasn't taken advantage of us whores, can go for the big finish.
- Sure, leave it to me.
This guy stuck his dick in her badly wounded socket for, like, ten minutes and mocked her inside, and then said,
- Now, whore, we'll lock with a golden key.
The subject pinched her little cricket with his forefinger and thumb nails and squeezed as hard as he could, twisting from side to side, pulling up and down, pinching the lips of her bouquet, until he spoke:
- Now let's take a souvenir of our delicious encounter, a trophy so we'll never forget you and you'll never forget us.
The guy pinched Verinha's clitoris with his fingernails again, pulled it up high, took the stylus he had and cut off her grill. A lot of blood started flowing. She fainted again, looked like she was dead. The guy took a handkerchief, wrapped the torn clitoris in it and they left quickly, without making a sound, disappearing into the bush that was flying nearby. As soon as they disappeared from sight, I ran to find a public phone, called the police, told them that there was a naked girl who had fallen in that house and sent me to my house, which was empty because my parents had traveled. From there I only heard the sirens and the sound of ambulances and cars taking her to the hospital.
My sister-in-law was hospitalized for two months to recover from her injuries, she had to do several plastic surgeries all over her body, and when she got out of the hospital, the family moved to another city, and I didn't meet her again until three years later, by chance.
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