Thriller The Story of Meera

[Priyanka98]

One by one, all of them spread my pussy lips and had a close look at my most intimate parts. Some of them even rubbed by clit to tease me.
"Even if you knew how many times you've been fuck," he said with a smirk, "you are about to lose count now."
He tied a tourniquet on my arm.
"What are you doing?" I asked nervously.
"Giving you a shot to ease you up..." he said loading a syringe.
"Please no, not that..." I said desperately trying to get away from him.
He grabbed my ankle and roughly pulled me towards him. "Your body is mine to use as I please," he growled, "and if I want to give you a shot you take that shot get it? Eventually you'll realize this is actually mercy. I really don't want to hurt you girl, physically or mentally. That would be bad for business."
He pricked the needle in skin and the very next moment I felt a cold fluid enter my vein. It instantly reached my brain and my vision became hazy. It was a trance-like state, I could no longer tell what is real. I felt him crawl on top of me, he was naked too. He smiled at me and started nibbling my neck. I had completely lost control over my body. I felt like I was floating, like I was lying on a cloud. He started nibbling my nipples and waves of pleasure started shooting towards my pussy. I could feel the heat gather between my legs. My body began to crave his touch. My hands were all over his body, my fingernails digging into his skin, pulling him towards me. I grabbed his hair and pushed his head harder against my breasts. The maddening pleasure made me moan uncontrollably.
The other men were standing there watching me being humiliated and taken against my will. They all had their dicks out of their pants, and they were stroking it as they watched. As shameful as it was, I was losing the battle against my body's desires.
I felt the leader's hard cock against my pussy. My pussy was profusely wet and my clit was swollen with desire. He was teasing me. He rubbed his hard tip against my pussy. To add to my desperation, he started rubbing both my nipples with his thumbs. He was smiling at the desperate moans that escaped my lips.
"Everyone can hear you, you know..." he teased, "You are moaning real loud, like a bitch in heat."
At the point, I didn't really care. I had surrendered to by body's desires. I began to rhythmically began to thrust my hips to trying to meet his.
"Such a desperate slut," he said as he began to insert his cock inside me slowly, inch by inch.
He loved this slow torture. He smirked as he watched my face contort with desire and my eyes beg for more. He slowly began to thrust in and out of me. I was drowning in ecstasy. The pleasure was so much, I never wanted him to stop. Whatever was left of my conscious mind was utterly ashamed of myself. Perhaps I could never look myself in the eye for enjoying this degradation, but it was beyond my control. I wrapped my legs around his waist and began to thrust upwards. I wanted him deep inside me. I wanted to feel him cum inside me, I wanted to feel him explode. The thought itself was driving me insane, and drove me to the most intense orgasm I ever had. Everything faded into background and all I could feel was his hot hard rod going in and out of me. I don't know how long that orgasm lasted but as long as it did, I felt like heaven.
My body relaxed after the orgasm, but I was still lying all wide open and spread out for him to continue fucking me for as long as he wanted. I just so badly wanted him to cum in me. But he decided something else. When he neared his orgasm, he withdrew his cock and came on my face. He loved the fact that it instantly made look like a slut.
The sexual pleasures died down pretty quickly and shame and humiliation took over as the men in the room had a good look at me lying naked, exposed with a cum covered face. They jeered at me and took pictures of me in humiliating positions.
"All yours now.." the leader said as he walked out of the room.
"NO! NO!...please..." I begged as all four of them ganged up on me at once.
"Relax cunt, you'll do just fine, you are a habitual slut, you just don't know it," he said with a grin.
I looked at all four of them in horror and screamed in fear.
"All right, give her another shot and be gentle," the leader ordered his men, "Don't damage her,"
One of the men then approached me with another syringe. Once the drug was in my vein, I was almost unconscious. I could just feel multiple hands over my body, my nipples being continuously played, and I was repeatedly penetrated in my pussy, ass and mouth. I don't even know how long the ordeal lasted but once it was done, I was glad that I could finally rest.
I really don't remember clearly what happened after that, but they held me captive and forced themselves on me one after the other multiple times. After a few days, I vaguely remember that they moved me to the cabin in the woods. They kept me on drugs most of the time, so I don't remember clearly but I know that I was forced to have sex with multiple men. I just have bits and pieces of memories. The most recent memory I have is of that night you found me, almost 3 nights ago.
Meera checked the call logs on her phone to check when she made the last call to Kabir. "2 weeks," she said to Mithila, "They held me captive for 2 weeks. I am sure they never meant to let me go alive, but I guess I am lucky that I could escape."
Mithila noticed that Meera had become jittery and drew her arms and legs closer. She suddenly felt very cold. She began to shiver and she felt an ache in her muscles that kept growing by the minutes.
"What's happening to me, Mithila?" she asked in a trembling voice.
"It's the withdrawal," Mithila said as she pulled over the car. She picked up a blanket from the backseat and wrapped it around the trembling girl, "We need to get you to the hospital quickly. And after that you might need rehab. The drugs they've been pumping in you were highly addictive."