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"Almost there." The voice from the front of the van announced the end of their journey.

"About bloody time," came the grumbling response. "I don't see why we can't strip them in the van. It would make things so much easier at this end."

The vehicle braked and slowed almost to a halt. Turning off the road, it bounced down an uneven track for a short distance before sliding to a halt. The first stage of Tina's descent into hell was almost over. Suddenly she was surrounded by silence and, When she clenched her fists, and curled her body into a tight little ball, nobody tried to stop her.

The sound of the engine died away, and the interior light flickered briefly as the driver's door opened and closed. The door slammed shut, and Tina heard his footsteps crunching away into silence. For a few moments nobody moved, her tormentors had gone strangely quiet now, they seemed to be waiting for something. Tina squirmed across the floor, fearful of what was likely to happen to her now they'd reached their destination.

"Be patient sweetheart." The whispering voice was back in her ear. "I know you're keen to get things started, but we're there now. You won't have to wait much longer."

She jumped nervously as the door slid open beside her.

"Everything's ready," said the voice from outside.

The next instructions came from the man who'd been whispering in her ear throughout the journey. There was a new authority in his voice.

"Right then, get her inside," he said. "I'll join you in a few minutes. Just keep your hands off her till I get there."

His humourless laugh echoed flatly in the interior of the Hi-Top. None of them would touch her until he got there, they wouldn't dare. Tina curled even tighter on the floor, suddenly it seemed important to resist them, to stop them hauling her out of the van and assaulting her. Being trapped in the van was frightening enough, but it still seemed safer than the unknown that was waiting for her outside. Someone grabbed the collar of her jacket and began hauling her bodily towards the door. She twisted away from him, and got a swift kick in the kidneys for her trouble.

A hand grabbed her leg, but she kicked out, and was rewarded by a grunt of pain as her foot made a solid connection. She kicked again, but this time they were ready, grabbing her ankle, and hauling her towards the door. Though she tried to wriggle free Tina was dragged out of the van like a cork from a champagne bottle.

Tina hit the floor hard. It knocked all the breath out of her, and only the thickness of her jacket saved her from injury. Hauling her upright, they manhandled her into some kind of building, and down a long, curving staircase. The ease with which they controlled her gave Tina an uneasy feeling that she wasn't the first young woman to be marched down this staircase.

Reaching the bottom of the steps, they pushed her forward into a large, brightly lit room and, for the first time since their arrival, one of them spoke to her.

"Stand there cunt," he ordered. "Put your arms behind your back, and keep them there. We won't keep you waiting for long."

Fear made her do as she was told and, once more the group waited in silence until she heard the footsteps coming down the stairs and the sharp click of a closing door. Despite the lights, the only thing she could see through the loosely woven fabric covering her head was a cluster of shadows grouped around her. She could sense they were beginning to relax.

"Well that was pretty easy." Tina couldn't see who was doing the talking, "I knew we shouldn't have any problems with this one."

His comment seemed to break the ice. Suddenly they were all agreeing how easy it had been; that they'd known all along this one would be a piece of cake. The next voice was one she recognised all too well.

"Now she's here, let's have a good look at her," he began. "I hope she's worth the trouble, I've got a boner here that's in need of a serious workout."

"Haven't we all," came the reply. Tina's body trembled as the room filled with their crude laughter. The ring of shadows tightened around her, and there was a short pause.

"We're waiting for you sweet pants." It was him again. "You can take your clothes off now, all of them. We want you naked."

Stubbornly she stood there without moving. If it hadn't been for the gag in her mouth she'd have refused his order outright. A shadow moved in front of her and she felt a hard finger jabbing painfully into her chest. When her hands moved up in a protective gesture, they were slapped away.

"Yes, I'm talking to you bitch. I told you to get your clothes off, so what's the problem? We want you naked... now get them off before I really lose my temper."

Still she did nothing, and the unseen hand slashed across her face. The bag over her head absorbed much of the blow, but there was still enough force behind it to send her sprawling across the floor. Tina was crying again as they hauled her back to her feet, she could feel his anger sweeping over her in waves.

"You dumb cunt," he said. "What part of strip is it you don't understand? When I tell you to take your clothes off, just do it bitch. Even you must realise you don't have any choice. Whether you're happy about it or not, you'll be fucking every one of us tonight. We've been waiting weeks to get our hands on you, so don't spoil it for us now. I'll only tell you once more, take your clothes off, and do it as seductively as you can. Show us what a horny little fuck monkey you really are."

Tina continued to stand there. His first blow hit her in the stomach, the second brought her to her knees, lungs red hot and gasping for breath. Through her distress she heard the man sigh.

"Okay whore, you had your chance. I guess you'd rather we did it the hard way." The anger in his voice was clear. "She's all yours guys. Get her on the table and strip her, in fact you can tear the fucking clothes off her. She won't be needing them again. Just remember to leave her panties to me, I want to remove them personally."

Tina could smell the eagerness as he leant in close. It clung to him like the bitter-sweet aroma of cheap aftershave.

"You're our slave now sweet pants," he whispered, "and slaves have to do as they're told. If you can't obey a simple instruction like 'strip', you're going to find the next few days very hard. You can guess why you're here, accept there's nothing you can do about it and make it easy on yourself."

His voice grew steadily louder as the instructions continued.

"We're going to to train you as a sex toy. In case you've not heard that description before, that's a female like you, whose sole purpose in life is to provide sexual satisfaction for any man who wants it. You're just the latest in a whole string of girls we've brought down here to be trained for pleasure."

He paused a moment, giving his words time to sink in, before continuing.

"We hurt the ones who misbehave by the way, sometimes it's the only way they learn what's expected of them. Personally, teaching them discipline is the part I enjoy most."

As he spoke, his hand reached out and seized her breast, pinching it hard. Tina hadn't realised her nipples were showing so clearly through the white cotton of her blouse. When she yelped, it was a mixture of pain and surprise. He laughed.

"That's right sweet pants, squeal as much as you like. I bet you'll be squealing like a pig when we get stuck in."

"Yeah, a fuck pig," said another voice.

The dominant shadow moved away, inviting the others to close in on her. Tina was swept off her feet, swung into the air and slammed down hard on a table she hadn't realised was there. Eagerly they began tearing at her clothes, dragging her this way and that in their first frantic efforts to strip her.

The denim jacket went right away, fopllowed almost immediately by her blouse. She could feel the buttons popping down her chest one by one. The sound of rending cotton filled her ears as they tore the last remnants of modesty from her torso.

Instinctively Tina's hands flailed in front of her as she tried to protect herself, only to have them beaten away. They were laughing as they toyed with her, as they ripped the clothes from her body. With her blouse gone, a hand seized her bra, jerking it sharply upwards, trying to tear it from her body in one sharp movement. The garment held firm, though her breasts spilled down across her chest, bouncing around like a pair of playful puppies.

It took them several seconds to remove the bra entirely, dragging it u over her head and almost strangling her on the way. Distracted by their first sight of her half-naked body writhing across the tabletop, some began to maul her, while the others switched their attention to removing her jeans. They'd been ordered to strip the bitch, and strip her they did. Not surprisingly it was an order that never had to be given twice.

Unbuckling her belt, they tried to wrench off her denims, popping the studs and dragging them as far as her hips in their first frantic effort. Two of them pinned her to the table, while the others hauled them the rest of the way down, turning them inside out in the process. Tina felt as though she was being skinned alive. For a brief moment her bare legs thrashed across the table as she kicked out at them. She heard a grunt of pain, and a muffled curse.

"Hold her down," someone shouted. "Get hold of her fuckin' legs."

Within seconds she was held down again, there were just too many of them, and they were far too strong. For some time she'd known there would be no escape and, now they'd almost stripped her, rape could only be moments away. She was naked now, apart from the briefest of pink satin thongs that did little more than highlight her pussy mound. Briefly the men went quiet as they got their first look at her. Inevitably the initial verdicts began to flow.

"Shit," said one of them, "look at the body on her, she's fit. This is going to be fun."

"Not for her it isn't."

"Who are you kidding? She'll love it once she gets that first cock inside her. Women like her are all the same, eager as £5 whores when they get the scent of a cock in their nostrils. This one will be no different. Give her a few days and she'll be begging us for it."

"Don't get carried away big man, we don't want to damage the merchandise, she's far too valuable for that. We're just going to give her a good working over tonight, enough so she understands what she's doing here."

Their words sent Tina into another bout of wild thrashing, all of it wasted effort. She knew they weren't going to let her go now, and slowly she calmed down.

"Feisty little bitch ain't she?" said one.

"Yeah, all the more fun for us," came the reply.

As they laughed, Tina sensed a shadow fall across her. Someone was standing right in front of her.

"Hear that did you?" he asked. "Sounds like you're going to be a busy girl doesn't it Tina?" When her body stiffened at the sudden, unexpected use of her name, he leant even closer. "That's right Tina, we even know your fuckin' name. We've been watching you for weeks, just waiting for the right moment to get hold of you and don't you forget it."

As he laughed, his hand reached down, grabbed her between the legs and began to stroke her pussy beneath the material of her thong. The hands pinning her to the table tightened their grip as he stared down at her.

"Are you going to take off your panties for us Tina?" he asked. "Or would you like me to do it for you?"

He didn't give her time to refuse, reaching out instead, seizing her thong in both hands and dragging it down her legs. The knowledge that she was now completely naked seemed to deflate her, and when they stepped back she lay still, trembling quietly. For the first time she made no effort to conceal her sexuality, and a low whistle of admiration sounded in the silence.

"Look at the pussy on her. That's one tight little snatch if ever I saw one. Boy I can't wait to have that wrapped round my cock?"

"Get her on the rug," ordered the voice.

His growing impatience was clear to everyone, and put an immediate end to the chatter. They hauled Tina off the table and stood her in the middle of the floor, her sobbing so much louder now the final stage of their assault had arrived. She stood there nervously, trying to cover her breasts and her pussy at the same time without quite managing either.

"Kneel down for us Tina," he said, "and put your hands behind your back."

It was always the same harsh voice giving the orders. She wasn't quick enough for his liking. The slap caught her on the side of her head, and dropped her to her hands and knees.

"I told you to kneel Tina, not fucking crawl." His hand grasped her hair and hauled her back to her knees. "Now stop there," he said, "and don't move. We'll be back in a minute."

When they moved away from her, hope flared again; maybe they'd changed their mind about raping her after all. It seemed an eternity before they came back, though it was probably no more than three or four minutes. Her weeping had stopped by then. Even through the mask she could tell there was something different about them. The voice was back as well.

"I'm going to remove your hood now Tina," it said. "So you can see what's coming your way. As long as you behave yourself, we'll be taking off the gag as well. In the meantime, stay where you are because first I'm going to read you the rules; the ones you'll have to live by from now on."

He stepped forward and loosened the cord around her neck. Lifting the bag from her head, he stepped back to join the others, leaving Tina kneeling on the floor, blinking frantically. At first, the brightness of the fluorescent lights threatened to blind her but, as her eyes adjusted, the figures in front of her swam into focus. She gasped in horror.

There were five of them. They were all men, big men at that, and her heart sank as she looked along the line. They were as naked as she was, and their cocks were at eye level. Every one of them looked keen to get things started, their cocks were impossibly huge, rock hard and pointing straight at the ceiling. When Tina moaned loudly, several of them began to laugh.

"That's right whore, take a good look at them," said the man standing in the centre of the group.

It was the first time Tina had been able to put a face to the voice. He was a big, well-built man with a dark beard, trimmed short but still fading to grey at the outer edges. The cold smile that accompanied his words sent a chill of fear racing through her body.

"After all sweetheart, you're the reason they're standing to attention. Another couple of minutes and you'll be getting to know every one of them personally." He grinned again. "Like I said, you're a prostitute now Tina, well almost. The only difference is that your services will be provided free of charge. Welcome to your worst fucking nightmare."

The tears began again.
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