Trapped below the leader of the Hispanic gang, Carlos, Julian struggled to free herself from the grip of the other gang members. Carlos had ripped what remained of her clothing away, leaving her naked and vulnerable to his attack.

The desperate woman didn’t know exactly how many attackers there were now, but she knew it was taking six of them to hold her down. Carmen held one of her arms, while Marta and Lupe held her other. Eddie was sitting on one of her legs, and another man she thought she had heard being called Joseph, was on her other. And of course, their leader sat atop her outstretched body.

The look on Carlos’ face told Jules everything she needed to know. She had humiliated him when he had been forced to have the others pull her legs away from his neck. He had felt the stranglehold she had placed him in and knew he would have lost in a one-on-one fight with her. Now he would have to prove his manliness to the others, to put this Anglo whore in her place, to fuck her up good.

His first slap to her face knocked her head sideways, and caused little stars to appear before her eyes. She felt a glob of spit strike her forehead and looked up to see Carmen wiping her chin.

“Bitch!” the black-haired Mexican woman hissed. “Hit her again, Carl.  Fucking knock her teeth out!”

Jules saw the mammoth hand coming down and turned her head as the strike was delivered. That movement took most of the sting out of the blow. She couldn’t stop the scream, though, as Marta grabbed her hair and pulled. This prevented her from turning her head when the next slap came, and she thought she might lose consciousness for a moment.

Carlos sat up on his knees and unbuckled his pants, lowering them enough to pull down his briefs and position himself between Julian’s outstretched legs. Without preamble, he entered her roughly, pressing fully into her vagina and causing the rough pavement below her to abrade her ass. His brutal assault continued unabated while another man hovered over her, capturing her head between his boots. She saw the spit leave his mouth, to fall freely towards her face, but was unable to move away. 

Another cry escaped her mouth as hands reached out to grab her breasts. Carmen had taken it upon herself to dig her long red fingernails into the soft flesh of Julian’s breasts, drawing blood as they scrapped along. Another wail echoed off the big buildings surrounding the group as Carmen’s fingers gripped her nipples and squeezed.

The assault by the gang leader intensified as his minions tormented their victim however they could.

Pinned beneath the man, held in place and tortured by the gang, Julian allowed herself to go limp, to succumb to the abuse. The sounds and sensations began to ebb from her consciousness, as her mind focused on the feelings the abuses were creating in her.

Surely most people would think that what was happening to her was horrendous! She was being raped! But still…the constant pounding that Carlos was inflicting on her pussy, and the mauling of the multitude of hands elsewhere on her captured body didn’t feel horrendous at all. A flush of arousal suddenly coursed through her body as she recognized how good all of the attention felt! Somewhere in her head she knew this thinking was somehow wrong, but her body was telling her something quite the opposite.

When Carlos finally filled her pussy with his seed, Eddie quickly replaced him. The gang leader came around to Julian’s head and pulled up roughly on her hair, lifting her head off the pavement so that he could wipe his softening cock on her.

Eddie turned out to be quite the stallion, and if leadership of the gang were based on cock size and stamina, he would probably be the leader of this motley group. He took his time fucking the helpless woman, driving his thick hard cock into her with as much force as he could muster, rocking the woman with each thrust.

Even if Julian had been trying to block out his abuse of her, she doubted she could’ve restrained the orgasm that was quickly overpowering her. She bit down on her lip to squash any sound of her pleasure escaping as she closed her eyes and privately soaked in the sensations of her orgasm.

It took some time for Eddie to shoot his load, and when he finally dismounted her, she felt one of the other men taking his place between her legs.

“Hey!” shouted Eddie as he stood to pull up his pants, “a fucking car!”

The others turned to look up the street to see a pair of headlights in the distance.

“They’ll turn. Fuck the bitch, Joey,” Marta spat.

The street was suddenly bathed in light, and the short blast of a siren scattered Julian’s attackers. She, too, rolled over to look up the street at the approaching squad car.

‘Fucking shit!’ she thought as she scrambled to her knees and then her feet. She darted to the nearest side of the street and hid behind a two large dumpsters before seeing the broken down door in the shadows of one of the abandoned buildings. She dove into the opening and pushed the door closed, trying to control her breathing. An instant later the interior of the building was awash in light from the squad’s searchlight.

Julian prayed they would continue down the street and not get out to investigate. After being caught last month on the west side, she didn’t want to spend another night in the police station pretending not to recognize her attackers. She was sure those gang members left the station baffled as to why she hadn’t point them out, but she didn’t know why they should be punished for giving her what she wanted in the first place.

As the squad car drove slowly away, it’s powerful light still scanning the building, Julian breathed a little easier. It was a shame that Carlos wasn’t the man she was looking for. She had heard he was pretty tough, but he had fallen like all the rest.

There were men at the gym who she thought could dominate her, but that felt too close to home with her brother and Uncle there all of the time. No, she needed someone from outside her normal world. The gangs had been promising at first, but she was running out of prospects there.  If worse came to worse, she might come back and allow Eddie to claim her. He’d been the best fuck she’d had in a long time, and the first to drive her to an orgasm since she’d come up with this insane plan to find a Master.

Well, she had some other leads to follow in the coming month. Maybe July would be the month she found her man…a man who would come up behind her and grab her, overpower her, and have his way with her. A man who she couldn’t defeat, and that she could submit herself to. A man who could fulfill her fantasies. 

Maybe in July.

The End

Author’s Note: If you feel this story glorified rape, you’ve missed the premise of the story, as that was not the intent. Jules is searching for a Master, someone who can dominate her, and for a woman who can kick the crap out of most men, that is a difficult task.