Cyra

Written by Dee Bon

 

Walking back home, seemed to Kate like an eternity.
Her legs were still weak and every step she was taking was giving her a sense of discomfort.
She just have been fucked by a 7 inches dick, longer than her thighs from the knee to her hips.
Her being just 4’2 wasn’t born for such a big size of a tool.
As if the day hadn’t been enough bad, entering the house her mother started scolding her:
“Where have you been till now? It’s past 3pm and you should have been home right after school”.
Kate started crying, but not for what her mother was thinking.
She didn’t really care about the sermon that her mother was shouting out. She was barely listening to it. She was still in pain, feeling dirty and regretting of having followed that unknown old foreigner. But in that moment she was like hypnotized and unable to do anything else than just follow him.
Kate woke up in a snap, when her mother took her arm and yelled at her “what happened?” pointing at her legs.
Kate looked down. Her cotton short white socks were dirty of blood, and a trickle of blood mixed with sperm messed her inner legs.
“Oh I didn’t notice. I guess I have my period” answered back to her mother.
“Go take a shower, you filthy bitch” started yelling again her mother.
Kate’s mom was a very catholic and conservative woman. Anything related to sexuality, was dirty and filthy for her.
Kate went to her room.
Still crying, started undressing and throwing all her high school uniform in the dirty clothes bin. She made her snatched panties slip down her legs and used it to clean her dirty thighs and calves down to her ankles.
Her socks dirty too flew into the dirty clothes bin and she bent to pick up the panties.
The smell coming from the panties was “funny”, or at least that was the first word that came in Kate’s mind.
She was about to throw it away in the trash when, automatically her hand pulled the panties close to her nose to sniff the mixed smell that was stained on her Hello Kitty panties.
She found herself with closed eyes, sniffing her panties and her hand reaching her pussy.
Kate was feeling her nipples pulsating and an urgent need to masturbate.
Despite the thought of being just abused and almost raped, she was aroused by that smell and by a vortex of thoughts running in her mind. Memories of what happened just a couple of hours before.
She opened the hot water, sat on the shower tray and started masturbate while sniffing and sucking her broken dirty panties like a fetish.
Fingering inside was really painful. Her vagina inside was cracked and still bleeding. Rivulets of blood were flowing away with the water under her buttocks while she was giving herself pleasure.
It didn’t took long time for Kate to came. She gave herself a strong orgasm, which brought her back to reality.
Kate throw away the panties still in her hand and started crying out loud, while the hot water was somehow cleaning away the dirt she was feeling all over her body.
That night she skipped her dinner.
When her mother came to call her, she said she was sick and in pain for her period and didn’t move away from her bed and from the comforter that she was holding tight like a safe place.
Her sleep that night was really agitated. In her nightmares, she was still smelling the breath of the man. That mixed cigarettes and whiskey smell, was like following her despite how long she’d be staying under the shower and soaped her skin.
The truth is that it was all in her mind.
The only trick that her mind didn’t do, was when Kate, watching outside the window the morning after, saw two guys that were resembling the same two guys in the alley the day before.
Her mother called her down for breakfast.
“How are you today?” asked her while sipping her coffee.
Kate was really still in pain. The last time she checked her pad, a few drops of blood were still coming from her vagina, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the two guys she was sure she saw before.
She finished her breakfast and went to look outside the window of the kitchen.
Kate saw like a shadow move fast, like running away to not be seen and a sense of fear pervaded her.
“Mom I still have too much pain because of period. I really just feel like going to bed again” she said.
Her mother nodded and Kate, just went back to her bed, hiding under her comforter.
That day, again, she skipped lunch and also dinner.
Her bed and her bedroom were the only place she was feeling safe.
It was Friday, so while the weekend things would have got better. “Shadows and ghosts” like she was thinking were, would have been gone too. Just she didn’t know that Monday would have come and surprise her way more than that.
During the weekend, Kate felt the urgency to tell someone what happened.
Dana, her friend tried to call her all Friday and Saturday, to know why she didn’t go school.
9 missed calls and 13 texts were on her smartphone when she checked it on Sunday afternoon.
Kate called Dana and told her everything, whispering in the dark of her room to not let her mother listen even a single word.
Despite Kate’s feelings, Dana started joking on her. Telling Kate how lucky she was and how much she would have been in her place. Dana’s fetish was, since ever, have sex with hobos so, laughing and joking, she made Kate smile in a bitter way, telling her how much she would have been having such an amazing experience.
Waking up on Monday morning, Kate felt a little bit better. She peeked out her bedroom’s window, but she didn’t see anyone in the street. Also, her mom would have gone for a few errands, so they would have been picking up Dana and go to school together with mom’s car.
Dana didn’t stop whispering and gossiping with Kate the whole day at school about what happened. She almost spilled it out to the other group of girls in the class if Kate didn’t hit her with the elbow.
The day at school was coming to an end, and being again with the girls, made Kate feel good and mostly forget about what happened last Thursday.
“See you tomorrow” the girls said to each other in front of the school, right before leave separate ways.
Kate was the only one walking to the main road corner to get the Jeepney back home.
She turned a couple of times, because she was feeling like followed, but behind her, there were just another couple of school girls.
She knew one of the two. Cyra was her name, or maybe her nickname. Kate wasn’t sure about it.
She only knew that the girl was living right behind the squatter area where the foreigner took her.
Kate heard by someone at school, that Cyra’s cousins were poor and living there, that’s why maybe she was always able to pass by and be safe no matter what.
She turned one last time and saw just Cyra like 100m behind her, and started crossing the street.
What she heard was a screek of tires and felt a hand pulling her inside a tricycle.
She didn’t have time to scream that the guy who pulled her in, was covering her mouth with his dirty hand.
The two guys who saw her in the alley with the foreigner, had followed her back home when she didn’t notice and they found out where she was going at school from their cousin: Cyra.
“Don’t yell bitch, nobody’s gonna save you” the guy told Kate, while the other one was making the tricycle run fast.
It didn’t take long that the guy inside the tricycle pushed Kate out.
Her backpack fell on the street and she tried to escape, but the driver of the motorbike grabbed her arm making her fall and scratch her knee.
The tricycle was stopping right in front of their shack. With both guys on her sides, Kate was pushed in and one of the two, threw her backpack in.
The smell in the shack was really strong. Kate was crying and begging that they would have let her go. But that wasn’t their plan.
“So you let a foreigner fuck you, but you won’t be that kind to us kuyas?” one of the guy told Kate laughing, while the other one slammed the door behind him.
With Kate laying on a few covers on the floor and her backpack behind her head, the two guys started unzip their filthy jeans.
Her eyesight was all blurry due to her tears flowing and she was sobbing and crying at the same time.
With one of the two guys keeping her legs down, the other one moved to touch Kate’s chest with his filthy hand.
She started yelling “help, someone’s raping me”.
Her face turned violently because of a slap. “Shut up bitch. No one can hear you here” said laughing the guy who just slapped her.
But he moved on the side to take a piece of duct-tape and seal off her mouth.
“Please, please no…uhmmm” Kate tried to say while he was putting the tape on her mouth.
Kate was seeing with her eyes open wide what was gonna happen.
The guy who just sealed her mouth was moving up her high school uniform’s vest and starting unbutton her shirt.
“She has no boobs, but look at those puffy nipples” he said to his friend who still was holding Kate’s ankles while she was trying to kick.
Two filthy fingers pinched her nipple to play it. Kate felt like a shiver on her back.
She was terrorized, but those fingers pinching her nipples were giving her other sensations.
Somehow she was excited by the situation.
She never had hobo’s kinks like her friend Dana, but her stories were exciting and, somehow, something like she heard before just as a story was happening to her.
The guy moved his face close to her chest and started licking her nipples.
Kate was shooking and trying to escape, but the two guys were holding her down hopelessly.
Putting her ankles under his knee, the guy who was holding her legs down, moved his hands up, starting to pull over her skirt showing first her thighs and then her flowery cotton panties.
The guy took out a knife and cut the side of her panties, revealing her tiny bald pussy.
“Look at this” said to his friend which was still licking Kate’s nipples.
He moved up for a moment just to look down, leaving her arms free.
Kate, with a fast move, slapped and scratched his face with her nails.
“You whore…” yelled the guy, slapping her face with the back of his hand.
She got hit that hard, that she passed out for a while, just to find herself with her hands tied on her back with duct tape.
Kate woke up because of the feeling of her pussy licked.
The guy was over her and she could clearly see his ass in front of her face and smell the stink coming from it.
He was licking her pussy meanwhile his friend was keeping her legs spreaded wide.
With the duct tape on her mouth, the moans she was doing, were impossible to understand if it was for pleasure or fear.

Cyra was walking on the way back home, when she saw her cousins’ tricycle stopped in front of their shack.
From afar, she saw before when they took Kate, as they planned before when they met.
She started walk faster to reach the shack. Of course, Kate shouldn’t have seen her, but she knew that in the middle of a wooden board on the side of the shack, there was a hole, where even before she spied her cousins have sex with other girls.
So, Cyra, entered in the small alley on the side of the shack and started looking inside what was gonna happen.
Kate was laying over one of her cousins. With her belly on his belly and her arms tied on the back he was clearly inside her pussy and moving in and out.
Cyra was able also to hear her soft moans, even the duct tape.
“I knew she’s a whore” started thinking Cyra, while her other cousin, keeping Kate by her tied hands, was starting to push his dick between Kate’s buttocks.
“Uhmmmoo… Uhmmoo” was moaning Kate trying to say no to what was going to happen her, but the guy didn’t stop.
Kate’s yells and moan were making Cyra excited.
While bent watching what was happening inside the shack, her hand was already between her legs, touching her pussy under her g-string.
Bent, but with still her backpack on, she was enjoying the threesome show that her cousins were giving her with Kate as sacrificial victim.
Cyra felt something touching her ass, but at first, she thought that probably was just one of the backpack’ laces that moved while she was masturbating.
The feeling became stronger and weirder when she felt something pushing her from behind.
She got shocked when turning, she saw her cousins’ old grandfather.
“Hey… what the fuck” Cyra said looking at him.
“What the fuck your face” replied him, looking seriously at her and frowning.
Cyra stammered “I was just… I was just watching what’s happening in there because I heard noises”.
“We both know what’s happening in your cousins’ shack everyday. Don’t lie” the lolo said slapping her face. “I’ll tell your mother about this” continued.
Cyra knew that it would have been a huge problem and she would have been for sure grounded for a very long time.
Her mother was super conservative and ultra catholic. Knowing that Cyra was peeking her cousins fucking one of her classmates could have become a huge sin, bringing her just troubles.
“Please no. Please lolo, I’ll do anything, but please don’t tell my mom” started saying Cyra, almost starting crying.
“You’ll do anything” said the old man.
“Yes, promise” replied immediately Cyra, with a light of hope in her eyes.
The old man was like the major of the squatter area. Mainly because he was the eldest living there. Nobody really knew his age, because at his birthday party he always wanted the number 80’s candles, since at least 7 years or so, as Cyra remembered.
She just didn’t expect what he was going to ask her.
“Ok, I won’t say anything to your mother if you’ll suck my dick” he said to Cyra.
Her eyes wide opened for the shock.
“But… but Sir…” she started stammering again.
“You want me to tell your mother what were you doing?” he said again.
“No please, no” she answered almost crying again.
“Then suck me” he replied opening his pants.
His dick was a flaccid piece of meat and skin, with a violet mushroom head full of smegma, and fully surrounded of white/yellow-ish hair.
Cyra kneeled down and held in her hand that soft sausage.
Approaching her mouth to it, a real acrid smell reached her nostrils making her retch a couple of times.
“What are you waiting for?” yelled the old men to Cyra, pushing her head against his belly and sliding his flaccid dick thru her lips.
The taste of it, was making Cyra just wanna puke. Her mouth was full of that soft meat that was tasting like shit and giving her retch time to time.
No matter how good she was in giving blowjobs, that cock wasn’t getting hard at all.
On the other hand, the old man was moaning and liking what she was doing.
“Grope my balls too” he murmured and Cyra obeyed.
While inside the shack, Kate was getting abused in both holes by her cousins, outside Cyra was getting her karma’s payback for what she planned against her classmate.
Cyra’s jaws were getting sore. She was sucking and sucking that dick which wasn’t getting hard at all, but the old man didn’t let her stop, because he was enjoying it a lot.
The man, also started using his walking stick curved handle to tease Cyra’s ass.
She was kneeled down and, from above, the man was moving his stick to move up her uniform’s skirt and tease her.
The tip of the curved handle was reaching her hole and giving Cyra a sense of itchiness that she couldn’t bare anymore.
She was feeling aroused, but not from the dick she was sucking.
She was aroused from the moaning inside the shack. Those sounds made her pussy wet and her hand reach for it to touch herself again.
The handle tip between her buttocks, was amplifying the sensations and wanting her more.
So, she reached for it, moved her g-string on a side and started rubbing it over her wet pussy to lubricate it.
When done, she moved the tip of the handle to her asshole and pushed it in.
Cyra moved the dick off her mouth. “Pull the stick up and down sir, please” she begged the old man looking him in the eyes.
From above, the man looked down Cyra starting to pull up and down his stick and pushing his dick back in her mouth with his other hand.
Cyra had the feeling that the flaccid cock was getting a little hard from the situation.
She smirked proudly and didn’t stop sucking, while moaning for the sensations she was getting while her ass was fucked by the curved handle.
The moaning and groaning from inside the shack were getting louder and more frequent, like the two guys were on the edge of cumming.
Also Kate’s moaning were getting a little louder, even she was still silenced by the duct-tape.
Moans, groans and dirty talk from inside the shack were making Cyra and the old man outside way more excited too.
The two cousins inside the shack, were now masturbating kneeling right in front of Kate’s face.
“We’re going to unload our cum all over you little whore” started say one of the two.
“Fuck” yelled the other while starting sprinkle cum over Kate’s face and mouth, still covered with the duct-tape.
It didn’t take much time, that also the other guy started cum on Kate.
“You like it huh little slut?” said while spraying her.

Meanwhile, outside, the old man and Cyra, hearing what was happening inside, got more excited.
Cyra now was sure that the old man’s cock got a little harder. She could feel it between her lips.
On her side, all those moaning and dirty talk from the shack, already made her came twice.
She started suck the dick faster and squeezing the old man’s ball in her hand like she was milking him.
A warm squirt of semen mixed with pee flowed in her mouth and down her throat and, despite disgust it, she swallowed everything as much she was excited.

The door of the shack opened and Cyra heard “Get the fuck out”, right before seeing Kate walk out in tears and barely able to walk. Good thing that Cyra, was able to leave the alley before Kate saw her.
“What’s happening Kate?” Cyra approached her casually, like she didn’t know nothing.
“Are you ok?” she continued.
Kate started crying and hugged her tight like looking for help.
“Can you accompany me home?” asked Kate to her classmate.
“Of course I will” answered Cyra, hugging her classmate back and kissing her on her cheek.
The taste of her cousins’ sperm was still on Kate’s face.
Cyra smirked, took Kate’s hand while telling her “While I’m taking you home, please, tell me everything that happened. I’m your friend.”