The hood was thick, suffocating. I stumbled as they dragged me into the U-Haul, the zip ties biting into my wrists before they cut them free. My arms were yanked up, rope biting into my skin as they tied them above my head. The zip ties on my ankles were next, my legs forced apart as they cut those too. My clothes were next—fabric tearing, cold air hitting my skin as I was left completely naked, hood still over my head.

I thrashed, but it was useless. Hands groped my tits, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp behind the tape over my mouth. A finger slid between my legs, rubbing my pussy with rough, deliberate strokes. I whimpered, my body betraying me as wetness pooled between my thighs.

Then the clamps. Sharp, biting pain on my nipples as they tightened. I arched, a muffled moan escaping me. The tape was ripped from my mouth just long enough for a voice to hiss in my ear, "You like that, don’t you? Such a needy little slut."

I couldn’t even deny it.

The truck lurched forward, and I knew we were moving. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and something darker, hungrier. Hands roamed my body, pinching, slapping, squeezing. A mouth closed around one of my clamped nipples, tongue flicking over the sensitive peak. I cried out, my hips bucking involuntarily.

Then it started.

A cock pressed against my lips, the salty taste of pre-cum hitting my tongue before I even opened my mouth. I took him in, gagging slightly as he thrust deep. "Fuck, that’s a good girl," he groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair as he fucked my mouth with slow, punishing strokes.

Another cock pressed against my entrance, slick with lube before he shoved inside. I screamed around the dick in my mouth, my body stretching to accommodate him. He pounded into me, his hips slapping against mine as he growled, "Take it, you filthy whore."

I could feel them switching, taking turns fucking me raw. My pussy was dripping, my thighs trembling as pleasure coiled tight inside me. A third cock pressed against my ass, and I whimpered, knowing what was coming. The lube was cold, fingers working me open before the thick head of his dick pushed inside. I sobbed, my body burning as he forced his way in.

"That’s it, take it all," one of them growled, his hand wrapping around my throat as he fucked my mouth again. I gagged, tears streaming down my face, but I couldn’t stop. My body was theirs to use, and I was drowning in it.

Then the real fun started.

One of them pulled out of my pussy, and another took his place, pressing inside me as the first guy lined up behind me. I screamed as they forced their way in together, my body stretched beyond what I thought possible. The stretch was intense, overwhelming, but then the rhythm started, and I was lost.

"Fuck, she’s taking it so well," someone grunted as they pounded into me, their cocks pistoning in and out in perfect sync. My vision blurred, my body trembling as pleasure ripped through me. I came hard, my pussy clenching around them as I screamed, my voice raw.

They didn’t stop. They kept fucking me, their thrusts growing erratic as they chased their own release. I could feel them swelling inside me, their cum filling me up as they groaned, ropes of it painting my insides. One after another, they came, their loads dripping out of me as they pulled out, leaving me a messy, trembling mess.

They untied me then, my arms forced behind my back before they shoved me out of the truck. I stumbled onto the pavement, naked and covered in their cum, my body still trembling from the force of my orgasms.

The door slammed shut behind me.

I was alone.

And for the first time in hours, I could breathe.