AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is my sexual story. It may have some rough sex and should not be read by people not into that type of sex.

This story is not for everyone, pain, humiliation and other sex acts used to degrade a person it not for everyone. If this turns you on I’m happy but please don’t try any of this on unwilling partners. DO NOT do this to someone you don’t know; always have their full permission.


My boyfriend had said he had a special treat for me. He wanted me to look sexy and be ready for him to pick me on at nine. He said he had a big surprise for me, one that I would really enjoy.

After my shower, I began to dress excited about what the surprise he had planned for me would be, I knew it would have something to do with sex. We loved playing sexy games and trying to act out his and my fantasies. Tonight it would be one of his; last week it had been one of mine. I got so excited wondering what it would be this time that by the time I was dressed my nipples were hard and my pussy was wet with anticipation.

I lingered over the thought of putting on a pair of sexy panties. My pussy was so wet that it would drip on my skirt so I pulled out a sexy white pair and slipped them on. The rest of my outfit was simple a push up lace bra and a short, white dress, with thigh high stockings and slim white high heels. I looked good in the mirror, sexy but overly so. I was ready and my boyfriend was on time, he looked me over and liked what he saw.

“Good you look nice, just the way I wanted you to look, classy and kind of virginal at the same time.”

“Tonight’s your fantasy night, so which one are we doing.” I asked.

“Sorry, but not tonight, we are going to a party for a friend of mine. We can do mine tomorrow if that’s OK with you.” He told me.

“Sure tomorrow will be fine.” Nick was driving around the older part of the city. “Do you know where you’re going?”

“My friend gave me directions, I think it’s the next block.” He pulled over to an old apartment building, “Yea that’s the number, he lives on the top floor, let go up and see.”

We walked into the building, got to the top floor, and found that we were in the wrong place. Nick checked the address; it was Haywood court, we were on Haywood Street. The guy on the top floor didn’t know were Haywood Court was. We headed back to the car, but when we got to the ground floor there was a group of black guys standing there. They were blocking the door. Nick tried to reach the door, they asked what was his hurry, and he told them we were late for a party. Most of them were looking me over; I felt a chill as they leered at me. A big guy stood in front of Nick and said, “A party, we could have a nice party right here. Why don’t you and the lady come to my place, we can party there.” Nick told him no thanks; we were late and had to go. Two guys grabbed Nick and two grabbed me, “Stay, we want to party, if you don’t want to that’s fine but the lady is going to party with us.”

We were ushered into his apartment, Nick was pushed into a chair, and suddenly the men tied him to it. I was pushed into the center of the room. All the men but the big one sat around the room, he stood in front of me and smiled. “Be nice to us and you get to take your friend and go home after the party, if not, well lets not talk about that.”

I was shaking with fear, this man looked very mean and I believed his warning about if I wasn’t nice to them. “I’ll be nice, what would you like me to do?”

“Start by giving us a show, strip, do it slow let us enjoy it.”

I began to sway my hips in a slow dance. Then slowly undid my dress, one button at a time until it was open, then I dropped it to the floor. Standing there only in my bra and panties in front of those guys, I felt nude, and vulnerable.