The wrong station
By York

The cool September day was coming to its end as darkness was falling slowly on the quiet countryside. The new red Vauxhall Corsa was speeding up the deserted quiet country road, raising small clouds of dried fallen leaves as it ran along the low hills. Arianne knew that she was already late but was driving, trying not to exceed the speed limit and get caught by one of the numerous traps scattered around.
Last time it happened it had cost her 90 pounds and two points on her already spoiled driving licence, leaving her with only few left.

She had been already late back home from the airport when her flight from the US had landed with two hours delay. She had been back after a two weeks work marathon across several states to sign contracts of collaboration with the counter parts over sea.
It had been her personal success, since she had got the initial idea of that new business and had begun the negotiation that had led to the final agreements.

She had barely taken the time for a fast shower then had run for a brief visit to the local hairdresser to get her hair made for the important meeting of the following day.
She was due to go to town to meet some Chinese delegates in order to finalize a long lasting and wealthy contract.

She was indeed exhausted but that further big contract would probably mean a new deserved promotion and surely a huge bonus from her company. She was already one of the Marketing Managers, probably the best of the entire company but she was heading for the top positions of General Manager and CEO. In her mid forties she was indeed a very successful business woman and was very proud of her career as well as her private life. She was reaching all her targets. That final contract then she could even think of a short holidays, may be on some Mediterranean resort.

Back home again she had put some formal business style clothes into a small suitcase, together with a pair of classy heeled pumps and had run out heading for the station and the last train. In the mail arrived during her absence, scattered on the entrance floor, she had found a card from Paul Hutchinson, the handsome manager of a sister company that she had known recently, inviting her for dinner and even after dinner, at the first occasion she was back to London. Actually there were also three messages in her answering machine, clear sign that the man was indeed eager to see her again.

She felt very tired but she knew that every chance left behind was a missed one; therefore she sent a text message to Paul accepting his invitation and getting his answer few minutes later.
“Restaurant booked. Waiting eagerly to meet you again, my sexy lady. Love. P. ”
Arianne smiled. Exactly what she loved. A handsome man with a good taste for food and wine and a hard cock to satisfy her. They had met only few weeks before at a convention in Manchester and they had found together alone as they were heading back to their rooms.

Arianne had noted the evident bulge in the man standing in front of her after he had observed her for the whole day, sitting beside her. She had caught him staring at her cleavage and also at her pantyhose legs several times and she had adjusted her blouse allowing him an even better view of her nice breasts and had crossed her legs making her skirt rise well over her mid thighs, playing with her stiletto pumps, dangling them distractedly, that innocent movement getting his full attention, hypnotizing him.
Surely the young man looked more interested in that view than in the boring speeches of the different orators. Arianne had smirked. She was sure he had fallen in her net.

Indeed he had followed her into the lift and had managed to remain alone with her, but it was her that had finally approached him, taking the initiative, letting her hips to touch his groin, turning and smiling to him. Then her hand had gone up caressing his brown hair, pulling his head down and their lips had been sealed in a passionate kiss as she had guided his hand up to her wet pussy. From that moment on, it had been a hurricane of passion, with the man grabbing her and exploring her body still inside the small cabin. Then they had spent the whole night together in her room.

It had been one of her best night of sex ever and the young man had surely fallen in love for the older woman. Though she had reached that age when a woman is considered mature she still had a pretty, nice, curved body that she kept fit with regular aerobic gym and swim at the local pool and also her face looked younger, with a smooth clean complexion. She had to admit that she was proud of herself. She was proud of her nice large breasts, that were so sensitive and her hard dark nipples that had been so admired by her lovers and she loved them to be sucked and chewed.

Now it was Paul’s turn. She liked him. He was younger than her and had a very athletic and muscular body. She found him very exciting and she knew how exactly he loved to see her, therefore that evening she had picked an outfit that he would have surely arouse him. She was dressed in a mix of smart and casual, consisting of a very light white cotton shirt, made of a semitransparent fabric that allowed something more than a simple glimpse of her dark nipples beneath, once she left the brown leather jacket opened.

The jacket that was made of pure soft Spanish leather and the colour was matching the pretty audacious tight flowered miniskirt, reaching barely her mid thighs that left her legs in good view, legs that were enhanced by cream fishnet pantyhose and completed with her latest purchase, a pair of fashion tan leather boots, coming right above the kneecap, with a slid on the back to allow a more comfortable walk.

She knew how sexy they were as they also had stiletto heels and pointed toes.
She had found them scanning the on-line Aldo shop, reduced to a price that she could not resist. Her visit to the hairdresser had made her brown hair pinned up in a frilly hairdo, with only few locks falling down beside her ears, adorned with long pendant earrings.

She was singing as she was driving now on her usual route to the nearest station. Living in the countryside was nice and she loved it but reaching her work place took her to drive to the station, park the car and get a train to the capital. It took a good hour but it was worth to avoid the queues entering the town, driving in the congested streets of the capital and the need of a parking space, not forgetting the latest congestion tax to be paid in order to drive deep into the city centre, where her office was located.

With all the thoughts in mind she was concentrate on her way to the station when she came to stop finding some new road works, blocking completely the passage.
The diversion signs were in place but unfortunately a long queue of vehicles had formed in front and was waiting for the temporary traffic light to turn green.

- Shit – Arianne hissed realising that she was surely missing her train if she had to join that long queue – I can not miss that train. –

She inserted the reverse gear and made an immediate U-turn, driving into the opposite direction and heading now towards a secondary station that she remembered was placed just few miles before her usual one. It was a station that she never used but that now looked to be her only option to get her scheduled evening train in time.
Luckily it was a local train and was due to stop in every station along the route to the capital.

She sped up as she was feeling her pussy already wet at the though of the coming night with Paul, added to the hugely important meeting on the morning after.
They were both two appointments that she could not absolutely miss.
They were both too important for her private life and her career.

She relaxed looking in the distance at the lights of the station.
A fast check at the clock on the dashboard confirmed that she still had 8 minutes left.
- More than enough. – She said to herself, slowing her speed as she approached the entrance of the parking area that had been built along the side of the railway.

She entered the wide area, driving slowly along the aisle in search of an empty spot.
It looked that everyone had chosen to drive there that evening as all the spots were taken. - Fuck. ! – She muttered biting her lower lip as she was used to do when she was nervous. She knew that parking out of the designed areas might lead to the car been clamped and a fine of another 100 pounds.

Her heart jumped in her chest as she finally spotted one space on the opposite row of cars and sped up to reach it. Nobody was coming so she reached the place, parked fast, switched off the engine and got off the car, holding her leather purse hung on her left shoulder. She gave a last look at the external mirror to check that she was fine adjusting some locks of her brown hair.
She opened the boot to take the small suitcase, then she turned to move and suddenly she found her way blocked by an old rusty Mini Minor that had just arrived, stopping behind her car. The side window was lowered and the young face of a blonde girl sneaked out, showing a nasty, angry expression as she hissed.
- Hey bitch, what do you think you are doing..??

Arianne looked at the tiny blonde as she finished locking the boot of her car, holding the bag in the other hand.
- Excuse me ? – Arianne was surprised by the annoyed and rude tone of the girl.
- Are you talking with me ? –
The blonde snorted. – Of course I am, you dumbass. Is there anybody else around ? –
Arianne pretended not to have caught the offensive remarks and kept her coolness.
- Well, I have parked and I am getting the next train to town, darling.

The door was opened and the blonde that looked top be in her early twenties, dressed in a cheap shirt, denim skirt and heavy biker calf boots, got off the car walking right in front of Arianne and putting her annoying face few centimetres from her nose.
- Listen, old bitch. Better you move that fucking car, right now ! -
Arianne was again surprised by those words but decided not to give the girl too much attention.
- Listen, young girl. You arrived too late and now, if you don’t mind, I have a train to catch. –

She moved aside the blonde girl that in the meantime had been joined by two other youngsters that had got off the car, standing right in the middle of the path, moving slightly her with their her right hand and passed beside her, strutting on her stiletto heels, leaving behind a trail of her intense perfume. The young blonde spitted to the ground as she grabbed Arianne’s arm, stopping her walk abruptly.

- Excuse me, young lady. – Arianne retorted, turning back and pulling her arm free from the girl’s grip - but I have not time to waste with you. –
The blonde young woman clearly had no intention to let her go so easily and stepped on, this time grabbing a handful of Arianne’s hair and pulling her head back hard.
- Arghhh..- Arianne shrieked as she was pulled back so violently that her breathe had been cut.
- Listen old cow, that is our parking space and you are moving immediately your fucking car or…-

Arianne stopped briefly looking back at the blonde and the two other youngsters, all surely in their early twenties that had exited the car, one brunette with short hair and a round face and a tall thin boy with a dumb face and long dirty brownish hair, both dressed in denim, jackets and jeans and dirty worn out runners.
- Or..?? – Arianne asked trying to keep her voice calm and steady as she tried to re-arrange her hairdo.

- Or we shall break down your car, piece by piece and kick your fat ass back to your stinky place. – added the blonde as the other two laughed loud.
Arianne was puzzled. She really wanted to walk away but at the same time she was now worried for her new car to be spoiled by that gang of brats.

Right then she heard some more steps approaching from behind her, coming out of the near small station. She turned, hoping to find some friendly face, willing to help her in that embarrassing situation but her hopes vanished miserably when she saw three more youngsters dressed in dirty denim jeans, smirking in her direction, surely friends of the others, as they exchange a brief nod.

- What’s up, gang ? Problems..? – said the first, a short sturdy boy with skinhead cut style hair and a black leather jacket that had surely seen better times. He looked slightly unstable on his feet, probably under the effect of the alcohol, looking at the bottle of beer he was holding or even drug, Arianne feared.

- This bitch here, took our parking place, Bob. We went to buy some more beers and when we arrived back we found this bitch’s car parked there. She took it and does not want to move away. -
Bob shook his head. Clearly he looked to be the chief of that gang.
He looked directly into Arianne’s eyes
– That is very bad, bitch. Did not you see our name written on the spot ? –
- Your name. ? This is a public park kids, you can not reserve a place only for you. -

Bob laughed then his hands ran suddenly in front, taking Arianne by the collar of her leather jacket, easily lifting her off her feet, cutting her breath and literally lifting her from the ground, her heels now kicking the air.

- We are the boss of this place and we own that spot. We don’t need any reservation or any approval. Do you understand that, slut ? – He barked angrily directly in Arianne’s face, his strong breathe of alcohol and smoke hitting her as a punch.
Arianne was shocked by the unexpected attack and tried to wriggle from the grip and get free, as well as calling for help but Bob’s hands were now choking and closing her windpipe and she was really struggling to breathe.
- Let….me….go…- she whispered, her hands trying unsuccessfully to release the grip, scratching in vain the boy’s fingers.

Bob laughed, turning towards his friends. - What do you think, gang ? Are we going to enjoy the old tart ? - Arianne was still fighting to get free from Bob’s grip.
She was now frantically beating Bob’s arms. – Put me down, immediately. –
She grumbled trying to maintain a steady firm voice, but she was indeed scared.
- As you desire, bitch. - Bob laughed and after looking around at his smirking mates he suddenly released the woman that fell hard to the path on her butt, coughing and massaging her sore neck.

- You are crazy…. - she whispered as she slowly stood up, automatically brushing her skirt with trembling fingers and putting back in place some locks of her hairdo that had been almost completely upset by the assault.

Right then the sound of the approaching train arrived from distance in the dark and echoed around in the deserted site. Arianne was somehow waken up and reacted getting her chance, grabbing her purse and her small suitcase from the floor and suddenly running away, the fast ticketing of her heels the only sound that was breaking the sudden silence of the place.
The gang was taken by surprise by her move.

- Get her. Don’t let her go. – shouted Bob.
- With pleasure...- The three girls responded to his words and ran, immediately chasing the woman that was escaping toward the entrance of the station. Unfortunately for Arianne she did not go too far. Running in stiletto heels, holding a suitcase is not so simple, especially if compared to running in low heeled boots and sneakers as the other three youngsters, therefore Arianne’s attempt lasted barely few seconds and few meters, the time that Breeda, the short brunette, needed to reach her.

She jumped on her, grabbing her waists, blocking her escape as both women fell to the ground, Arianne grunting and releasing the suitcase and the purse, then both went on rolling first onto the paved path and then kept rolling down the steep slope beside it that ended on the near field, where they both arrived grunting and moaning and finally stopped.

The two women ended their crazy fall lying breathless side by side, with Arianne on her back, looking up at the darkening sky, breathing hard, grunting and though slightly dazed she was the first to slowly stand up, only to be caught by the second girl, the ponytailed blonde Jackie, that arrived from behind and jumped on her, sending her back to the wet, muddy grass then the redhead Tracy joined the group, landing hard with her knees crashing on her soft belly, eliciting a shrill painful moan from her open mouth.

In far distance they could hear the sound of the train leaving the station, together with Arianne’s last hopes to escape that ordeal, but at that moment the unfortunate woman was facing a more urgent issue. She had to survive the three angry girls and leave that place safely.

In the meantime the three boys had arrived too, walking slowly, as they were just spectators of the show staged by the women, taking place for them, smirking, holding some bottles and drinking their beers as they stopped above, seating on the edge of the slope. They laughed looking down at the four women lying on the wet muddy lawn.

- Com’n girls, show the cunt how we welcome the posh bitches here. -
- Yeah. Give her a lesson. – added the other two, speaking together.
All the three girls and Arianne were now back on their feet as the youngsters began circling menacing around Arianne that was trying to keep her eyes on all the three of them and muster a defence on her foes that were smirking at her like wolves sniffing a lost sheep.
- You are not going to leave this place on your legs, slut. – laughed Jackie.
- I am going to rip your cunt, strip you naked and get those nice boots for me. – added Breeda.
- You are going to lick my pussy and swallow Jimmy’s cum, cunt. – hissed Tracy.

Arianne was scared by these words but she tried to remain concentrated on the movements of the three girls in the dark field lighted now by the lamps above.
The wind was blowing now and her hair was flowing on her face. She was not a great fighter but she was in good shape and she was confident she could find a way to save her ass. She had to.

The red head Tracy was the first to move on. She plunged her punch in front, aiming to the woman’s upper body, but Arianne stepped aside, avoiding the blow and retaliated with an immediate left hook. Actually the blow came even stronger than she had expected and caught the approaching girl right at the edge of her chin, snapping her head back and sending her first staggering on her heels and then down to the ground on her back, splashing some mud from the grass, knocked out.

- One gone, two still to manage - she thought. Arianne felt her self confidence growing after that sudden and fast first success.
- Com’n, kittens. – she challenged the two remaining girls with firm voice. – Who’s next ? –
Breeda and Jackie had been really impressed at seeing how easily the old tart had floored Tracy. They knew that Tracy was a tough girl and it had been a shock watching her being knocked out so easily by the older lady’s single punch.
Anyway they did not show it as they kept on circling around their prey.

They knew they still had the great advantage of fighting two versus one and also knowing that the three boys above would have never left the woman go in the unfortunate event she might beat all of them.

- You are tough, bitch. – hissed Jackie – but you are not getting away. -
She faked an attack making Arianne step back, but this time the business woman was quite unlucky as the stiletto heel of her Aldo right boot dig deep into the soft ground, as she lost her balance, almost falling. She opened her arms wide to keep her stand and remain on her feet and the two girls immediately got their chance to attack her like wild predators. Jackie jumped on and hit her with a hard punch to her ribcage, followed by another to her left breast that smashed her boob, flattening it and making her cry in pain. At the same time Breeda attacked her from the back delivering some hard blows to her kidneys that had the immediate effect to cut her breathe.

Arianne was panting, feeling the pain of her body hit by the double attackers.
– You play dirty, you pigs. – she exclaimed looking at the two girls.
- This is not an official ring, bitch. This is the real tough life of the street and we are going to beat you as a pulp. No rules. Better say, one rule: the stronger wins. -

Distracted by Jackie’s words Arianne did not realize that Breeda was approaching her again from the back. With a final jump she took Arianne from the back, passing her arm around her body and clutching firmly her neck, blocking tightly also her arms behind, as Jackie came standing in front, grabbed the woman’s wet mud shirt and pulled it roughly, easily ripping it and putting in good view her large breasts, hardly contained in her white bra.
- No…arghhhh….my new shirt… you bastard. – she hissed as Breeda tightened the grip on her neck, squeezing hard to choke her.
- Shut up, bitch – hissed Jackie, discarding the pieces of the shredded shirt on the ground and sending a sudden hard slap to her face.

SLAAAAAPPPPPP

Then another one, backhanded.

SLAAAAAPPPPPP

Making her head turn first left then right as the brunette woman spit some blood and saliva, then followed with two strong punches to the stomach that doubled Arianne over.

OMGPPPPPPHHHHHH

She moaned trying to suck air, opening her mouth and she would have surely dropped to her knees if not firmly held up by the brunette girl.
In the meantime few yards away Tracy was coming back to her senses as she seated on the grass, her head still twirling and aching as she tried to focus her sight in front.

Jackie was back sending punch after punch in the trapped woman’s body, enjoying targeting her boobs that were now bouncing from side to side, almost sprouting from the bra. Arianne could not defend herself with her arms tied behind her back and simply followed each blow with a painful moan as she felt her boobs and nipples being tortured. She felt she was going to vomit and knew she could not stand that beating for long.

The barrage of punches went on. Jackie enjoyed shifting the target as the stomach, the breasts, the ribcage, every part of the woman’s upper body was being hit savagely and mercilessly. The only sounds in the deserted place were now the thuds made by Jackie’s fist and Arianne’s groans and moans.

Two more hard punches to her naked stomach and breasts arrived to weaken her and finally after a savage punch to her gut and one uppercut to her groin, her legs gave up as her head lolled in front becoming an easy target for a roundhouse to her jaw.

TWACCCKKKKKKKK

- I guess the bitch is going out. – whispered Breeda feeling the weight of the woman as her body was going limp in her grip.
– I can not hold her. She is too heavy. -
- Let her go then. – Jackie hissed as Breeda released the hold, letting Arianne to slide to the ground where she could remain barely conscious, on her hands and knees, leaving back her leather jacket that had remained unexpectedly in the grip of Breeda’s hands. The poor woman coughed and spitted saliva mixed with blood as she felt the pain in her chest where Jackie had driven plenty of hard punches. She was afraid that some ribs could have even been broken. She massaged her swollen breasts trying to find some relief to her pain and cleaned her mouth finding some traces of blood on her hand.

- Damn. – she thought – I need to find a way out before these psychos kill me. -
Breeda and Jackie were standing right over her, allowing her some seconds to recover. It was not for the sake of humanity but they just wanted the woman to be completely conscious before they began the second part of the brutal beating.

Jackie walked in front, grabbed Arianne’s hair and brutally pulled her head up, lifting her on her knees as Breeda from behind took hold of the white light bra and pulled sharply ripping it. Arianne’s nice breasts popped out freely, her dark nipples immediately reacting with the cool air, getting hard and stiff.

- Wow…look at that. – Jackie sneered – still pretty nice stuff, but after tonight you can say bye-bye to your boobs and nipples, cunt….-
She took the nipples in her fingers and twisted them viciously, making Arianne cry high. She had very sensitive nipples and that torture was almost unbearable. Some tears dropped down her cheeks as she moaned. – Please…..stop….no…more…-

Jackie saw the pain - Ah ah..- she laughed squeezing them even harder, scratching the edges with her sharp nails and drawing some blood. Arianne’s shrieks echoed in the quiet breezy night as she was tortured by the young blonde girl. Right then Tracy walked on. She had fully recovered from the previous knock out and was eager to get a prompt revenge on the woman that had beaten her shamefully in front of her mates.

She approached the kneeling victim and sent a vicious kick to her stomach with the hard point of her combat boots.

TWAKKKKKKK

ARGHHHHHHHHH

Arianne cried falling in front, pressing her hands on her belly as Tracy kicked her again in her ribs and breasts, making her roll on the grass as a toy.
She followed the floored woman, kicking her over as a ball, laughing at her high cries. After few more kicks she stopped, satisfied, hovering round the floored woman. Arianne was moaning softly and could taste blood and vomit in her mouth as Tracy again grabbed her now matted hair, pulling hard and putting her back to her feet where she could barely stand.

She bent over and met Tracy’s knee that connected violently with her chin, snapping her head back and sending her once again to land in the muddy grass moaning softly, dazed and almost out of it.

- You devil. – she whispered with faint voice, tasting blood in her mouth, as she rolled on her side hardly trying to stand up on her weak legs.
- And it is not over, slut. We told you that you were going to pay hard. –
Without any further word she sent another kick, this time targeting Arianne’s groin, the steel point of her boot mercilessly crushing the poor woman’s clit.

TWAAKKKKK

The brunette business woman was not expecting that blow and immediately collapsed to the ground as hit by lighting, crying and holding her sobbing pussy.
She had never experienced such pain in all her life. She felt like bolts of high voltage where running from her pussy up her spine and directly to her brain.

She leaned her forehead on the cold ground and right then she felt something hard right beneath her face. Slowly she took one hand up and touched the object, finding that it was a hard wooden stick, probably a residual from some barbeque coming from the nearby picnic area. Full of anger she grabbed it in her hand and though the pain in her entire body was almost overwhelming her will, the desire of revenge and of paying back those coward bitches gave her the strength to stand up.

Shouting she jumped over, holding the stick in both hands and before the three young girls could realise what was going on, she hit Breeda on the head sending her to the ground almost out, then planted the edge of the stick deep into Jackie’s stomach.
The pony tailed blonde groaned and fell over on her knees and finally as Tracy stepped on, she sent another hard blow, hitting the redhead in her breasts and sending her staggering back, crying.

In few seconds Arianne had reverse the fight, putting all the three foes down and now she had the chance to run for her life. Of course she could not walk fast but immediately she headed up the slippery muddy slope, her upper naked and wet body shining in the light of the lamps above
She fell and slid several times, but moving on her four she slowly reached the path above only to find with utter despair, the way blocked by a pair of legs in dirty jeans and worn out runners. Then Bob’s voice echoed evil in her ears.

- Fine…bitch. You almost made it. You were quite good but you can not go any further. - He roughly grabbed her wet hair and laughed. – It is time that you start working on my cock, now. You made me really hard, looking at your fight. -
The guy grabbed Arianne’s head, firmly positioning her on her knees, her face right in front of his groin. He unzipped his jeans, letting his hard member sprout out then without any further hesitation he drove it deep inside the woman’s mouth, filling it completely, reaching her throat, almost chocking her.
Arianne could do nothing but gulp, trying to breathe as the boy began pumping roughly, shaking her head vigorously.

MMMMPPPHHHHHH …

Arianne was complaining but only some muffled sounds exited her mouth now completely engulfed by the thick hard dick.
- Shut up, bitch and suck it as a good whore. – hissed the tall boy always keeping the woman’s head firmly and smashing his balls loud against her chin, her entire upper body shaking under the hard thrusts, her breasts swaying around like two pendulum.

The other two boys were smirking, looking at the woman performing the blow job and as they were waiting for their turn to play with their new toy they decided to have some fun too. Jim kneeled beside her and grabbed her breasts fully in his hands, squeezing and fondling them as Alan too arrived and sneaked his hand under the short skirt, inside the fishnets and the light panties till he dug all his fingers inside the wet, warm woman’s sex hole.

- The bitch is all wet, guys. – he exclaimed feeling his cock hardening.
He began pumping all his fingers in and out Arianne’s pussy, massaging and striking the clit, increasing the rhythm as he sensed that the body of the woman was reacting to that stimulation.

Arianne could not complain as she kept on sucking Bob’s cock. Now she had become the sex toy of the three nasty boys that were enjoying her warm, sexy body, each one playing with a different part of her. She felt aroused by all those touches and was ashamed as her body was betraying her, going to climax soon.

- Ohhh yeah… - Bob finally yelled as he exploded, cumming inside her mouth.
She half gagged, spitted and swallowed the huge load of warm sticky cum that invaded her throat. As she bent over, she climaxed too, spreading her juices on Alan’s hand.
- You are really a perfect bitch. – Bob laughed. – But now it is time that you go back to your friends. They are eager to welcome you back. –

The boy placed his foot on Arianne’s forehead and pushed hard, sending the half naked woman to roll back, down the steep slope, ending again in the field, in the middle of the three awaiting girls.

Jackie, Breeda and Tracy did not waste a single moment and as soon as she stopped her fall they attacked the poor woman, jumping on her, straddling and nailing her to the ground and hitting her in all parts of her body, targeting especially her breasts and cunt. Punches, slaps, kicks, scratches targeted Arianne that soon stopped defending herself anymore and basically remained there, laying on the wet grass, taking all that punishment, hoping to lose consciousness at the soonest but the girls purposely avoided to hit her in the head and face, whishing the business lady to feel each single punch, scratch and bite they were administering her. Soon her nipples were covered with blood and her body showed the sign of the hard beating, with bruises and scratches decorating her creamy skin.

Jackie grabbed her hair and basically lifted her on her feet. Arianne was dazed and staggered around as a zombie, unable to understand what she was doing, where she was and what was happening to her. Her swollen breasts with the bleeding nipples were bouncing in front as the evil blonde girl stopped her free wandering, placing the left hand on her chin.
- Easy, bitch. Stay still. – as she began hitting again the barely standing woman.

The other two girls remained aside, leaving their friend the honour to keep on beating the now tamed business lady. They could hear her painful suffocated moans as the blonde kept on punishing her sending punch after punch into her.
Each single part of Arianne’s body was receiving a hard punishment: her torso, her stomach, both the breasts all were hit by the continuous barrage of blows that were destroying the spirit of the valiant woman, piece by piece, moment after moment.

A punch to the gut, one uppercut to the cunt and another blow to her soaring breast followed, with Arianne shrieking loud as finally Jackie felt tired and stepped back, smiling at her victim who was valiantly still standing on her feet though completely dazed.

- My turn, now. – Breeda said loud walking on and stepping beside Jackie that smirked. – She is all yours. –

The brunette walked in front and immediately smashed Arianne’s face side-to-side with two pairs of right and left crossing punches then she took back her fist, loading with all her strength, punched hard hitting her square on her jaw and spinning her one hundred and eighty degrees around, toppling down, making not whatsoever attempt to break her free fall and finally landed face first on the muddy grass with a wicked splashing noise, her breasts and face taking the full brunt.
She lay still after bouncing slightly, spread eagled on her stomach, her feet canted outwards and balancing on the pointed toes of her sexy boots.

- You, idiot.- barked Tracy that was standing few steps behind, waiting for her turn - You already punched her out cold. Well done, indeed, compliments. –

- What’s the problem ? - retorted the brunette - We have the whole night. Some cool water on her fucking face and she will be back with us as new.
Still plenty of time to play. –
- Yeah, she is right. No need to quarrel. - Jackie added. – The bitch is at our complete disposal for as long as we like. – She walked beside the floored brunette and looked down at her sprawled body. – What about stripping her naked now ? –

- Good idea… - laughed the three boys that were enjoying the show seated on the top of the slope, with Bob standing up and adding. – but leave her boots on. I love fucking a classy woman in heels. –

Breeda kneeled down and reached the back of Arianne’s mini skirt, unzipping it then took the hem of the tight and now muddy skirt and roughly pulled it down Arianne’s shapely legs, easily sliding it off her feet, leaving the woman only in her panties, shredded hose and boots. She rolled the unconscious woman on her back and it was Jackie’s turn to take firmly the thin black silk thong in her hand and pull sharply up, ripping it easily and then she proceeded in ripping the fishnets, creating a large hole over the groin, exposing the thick bush of black hair that covered the woman’s pussy.
- Ok, then, let’s leave her boots on, for now, as Bob desires. –
- Yes – hissed Breeda – but I want them for me later. I see that they are indeed my size. –

They looked down at the floored, naked, beaten business woman whose only sign of life was the regular movement of her chest with her swollen breasts looking now almost double of the usual size, some blood oozing from the dark nipples, her eyes shut closed and cum still dripping from the side of her semi opened mouth.

- It’s your turn. – Jackie turned to Tracy that smiled evil and walked on, kneeling beside Arianne and straddling her.
– Look how I take the slut back from the dream land. –
She leaned over the sleeping woman and began caressing her body,
She lowered her head over the breasts, she licked the nipples and sucked them, then began kissing Arianne on her lips, as she proceeded inserting her fingers inside her pussy, caressing the inside and pumping gently in and out.

- Com’n, bitch, it is time that you joined us back. It is still party time and you are the main guest and attraction. – she whispered as she kept on caressing, teasing, fondling and gently pumping her fingers as woman had begun stirring now.
All those touches were awakening her senses.

In her foggy mind she thought it was Paul kissing her and playing with her body as he masterly was used to do, fondling her pussy and boobs and she responded pushing her lips and her tongue and accepting Tracy’s one inside her mouth.
The red head laughed as her touches became more violent and she closed her fingers inserting now the whole hand inside the woman’s love hole, making a fist and pumping vigorously.

The other two girls smirked. – She is fist fucking her…-
- Yeah..and the bitch likes that..-
Indeed Arianne was moaning in a mix of pain for the rough intrusion and the pleasure that came from her excited and tormented body.
Her entire body was trembling and shaking till she pushed her hips up digging her heels in the soft ground, screaming loud.
- ARGHHHH….I …am…..cumming… - Tracy took off her hand and a gush of cum erupted from the woman’s pussy, a fountain of juices, as her legs kicked savagely the air, before collapsing to the ground as she relaxed with her remaining energies being drained once more from her body.

She was panting heavily as she remained exhausted, unable to move, her eyes looking up at the three girls that circled her. She felt lost. She felt that those young women wanted to destroy her.
Jackie was the first to go back enjoying their victim. The sadistic girl walked over Arianne and let her ass fall heavily on the woman’s chest, eliciting a new groan from her open mouth as all the air left her lungs.

MPPPHHHHHHHHH

She seated on her stomach, looking down at her legs and groin.
She smirked as she put her hand over the black hairy bush that covered the pussy, passing her finger inside
- You don’t need this forest. I guess I can help depilating you.– she sneered and grabbed a tuft of hair pulling it off then letting if fall on her belly.
Arianne shrieked as the blonde girl deepened her fingers in her pussy hair, proceeding to pull them off, soon rendering the pussy naked.

Arianne was shaking and crying desperately and tried to stop the torture, raising herself, hitting and scratching Jackie’s back, till she succeeded in grabbing her blonde ponytail and pulled back hard.
– Arghhh…. – the blonde girl shouted - Keep the bitch quiet. –

Immediately Tracy that in the meantime had lowered her denim hot pants and was fisting herself, approached from behind, pushed Arianne’s head down and seated on the fighting woman’s face, placing her cunt and ass hole directly over Arianne’s mouth and nose, thus cutting her air channels and smothering her.

The poor woman struggled wildly, fought with all her strength, trying to unhorse the girl, she desperately kicked her booted legs, the stiletto heels digging the ground but all her efforts lasted few seconds as soon the lack of oxygen took its toll and she went limp, her boots slowly sliding down as she finally passed out again.
The excited red head kept on passing and rubbing her pussy over the now unconscious woman’s face till she climaxed spreading her juices over it.

- Much better now. Peace and quiet. – Jackie laughed finished to defoliate Arianne’s pussy that had been rendered completely bald.
She patted on the labia then took the clit between her fingers and began squeezing and scratching it. Tracy stood up and taking hold of the semiconscious woman’s nipples pulled up, lifting her upper body, stretching her breasts to the limit as it looked that they could break at any moment, her head dangling. The pain of these combined actions had the effect to take the business woman back to her senses.
She slowly managed to raise herself to a semi seated position, leaning on her right elbow, sobbing, cleaning her face and looking at her naked, beaten, bruised and bleeding breasts as she could whimper.

– Please. Let me go. I am sorry. I am sorry….I took your parking space. I’ll give what you want, but stop beating me and let me go…I can give you money…–

The six youngsters laughed loud listening to these words.
- Of course we are getting your money, but that’s not enough, cunt. You were too arrogant, you challenged us and now you have to pay a nice bill. Too easy telling sorry, forget everything. You must first suck all the boy’s dicks and lick our pussies till we shall be all satisfied. -
The defeated woman looked down at the point of her boots sobbing and whispering.
- I shall do whatever you like, but let me go, please. Let me go back home.-

- Stand up. – Jackie hissed looking at her.
Arianne fought with her aching broken body to slowly push herself on her shaky legs.
She was the image of a defeated person, the proud business woman, used to win all her battles had gone, leaving the place to a lost, weak kitten, whose will had been completely subdued as she remained standing there, sobbing in the middle of the field, naked, her bruised body and privates in full view, only her sexy boots still covering her legs, the remains of the shredded fishnets hanging over the hem.

Bob and other two boys came down the slope, joining the girls, walked and holding one bottle each. He smirked.
- Jackie is right. You must satisfy all of us, then you may leave. -
- I said that I am doing it…- Arianne’s voice was a feeble whisper. – I am…-

SLAPPPPPP

She could not finish. The violent slap close her mouth turning her face aside as sweat sprayed from her flying hair.
- Shut up, slave. Now go down on your knees.-
- What the f…- she tried to reply, but she was grabbed from behind by Breeda that kicked the back of her knees making her fall on her knees.
- Better set her on that table. – the boy pointed to a wooden table that was placed on the edge of the area. They grabbed the weak woman and basically dragged her few meters draping her on the table, face up, so that her ass was on the edge and her head was hanging from the other side.

The two boys walked one on each side and before she could try to move away Bob grabbed her ankles, opening them wide, the stiletto heels pointing up to the sky and wasted no time in inserting his hard dick inside her throbbing pussy, as Alan was leaving his cum dripping down the woman’s face.

Bob was instead keeping his excitement and went on fucking the beautiful prey. He could feel how Arianne was now responding to his thrusts, her hips and groin moving rhythmically with him.
The brunette began moaning softly for the pleasure, as Bob was savouring the experienced woman enjoying fucking her with violent thrusts that shook her aching abdomen but nevertheless Arianne began to feel the coming arousal till her entire body started shaking under the force of the forced orgasm.

- MMMPPHHHH..please…stop…ARGHHH…NOOOO… I...am … I…am..cumming…- she moaned as her legs twitched, opening wide, the heels twitching as finally a gush of juices erupted together with Bob’s cum that was spreading in and out her bald pussy.

In the meantime the others youngsters were fingering and masturbating themselves, excited by the scene of the woman being raped in front of them.
Bob stood up passing one hand in his hair and taking a bottle from Jimmy.
He drank a long sip of Vodka then turned to Arianne.
- Ok, bitch, you can rinse your mouth now. – he put the bottle right on her mouth.
- No…arghhh… - the strong alcohol was actually burning the inner of her mouth and she spitted it out.

- Now way, bitch – hissed the boy – You are not wasting this. Hold her. – ordered Bob as his friends took hold of the struggling woman. Jackie close her nose making her opened her mouth and right then Bob pushed again the neck of the bottle in her mouth and down her throat. – Drink it, drink as a good baby… - he hissed.
Arianne tried again to spit out but she could not resist and at last she swallowed the strong liquid, emptying the entire bottle.

Soon she felt dizzy as the alcohol was having its effect.
The boys pulled her up into a standing position then put her on her feet and pushed ahead but indeed she staggered around only few unsteady steps on her stiletto heels till she finally dropped, falling face first rolling then in a puddle of mud, .
- Ah ah.. – they all laughed. – the old tart can not even stand a sip of Vodka. -

Jackie grabbed her hair and lifted the head showing her face.
Arianne’s eyes where shut close as the now drunk woman was sleeping and she indeed looked out for good. They dragged her back onto the table placing now her body on her stomach, leaving her draped on the table, her head hanging down one side, her ass on the opposite edge and her feet just touching the ground, balancing on the pointed heels of the boots as they took a break on torturing her, back drinking and eating chips.

With the drunk naked and beaten Arianne now passed out they went on spending their time as on a normal evening among friends. Occasionally one of them approached the unconscious woman and took possess of her body, playing with her as a sex doll using all her holes to satisfy their lust.

It was her ass hole to be put in good use by Alan as on the other side of the table, Bob grabbed her hair lifting her head up and got another blow job from the unconscious woman. Then also the girls took their turn having their playing time with her.

- Hey I would like to try something that I read on the web. They call it Philipino fucking and means fucking a woman using not only the entire fist but also the arm. -
- Do you think it might work on her ? –
- Well, let’s try it and find out. We have the perfect body for that. –
They all laughed as Tracy stepped in with her fist well closed in front.
She put it on the threshold of Arianne’s wet pussy and pushed hard.
The hand entered indeed with a swishing noise.
- Woww….- they all laughed – It works. – as they watched Tracy’s hand disappear completely to her wrist inside Arianne’s cavity.
- Ok…- said Breeda – do something now. Move. Fuck her. –

Tracy smirked and began pumping vigorously her arm pushing deep inside.
The painful intrusion had the effect to bring back Arianne from her sleepy limbo.
She was feeling her inner being violated so hard and could moan.
- Stop…..arghhhhh…..you are breaking me. - But her complaints were left unheard as Tracy kept on fist fucking her till a fountain of cum and piss erupted from Arianne’s cunt as her muscles relaxed releasing all the liquids left from inside.

The poor woman was now in a sort of limbo, coming in and out from consciousness.
The hard brutal beating, the continuous orgasms and the alcohol, all together had taken her to that status of dumbness. She was hardly aware of what was happening now to her as the hours passed and the night was coming to its end.

The two evil girls used her even as a seat, Jackie with her naked ass right over Arianne face, pressing and rubbing her pussy and clit on the nose. They took a particular pleasure torturing her breasts, till they became so swollen and bruised that looked double her usual size, then enjoyed playing more, closing her mouth and nose thus making her passing out. They also gave her a golden shower pissing on her face trying to make her drink till the final humiliation that came when Tracy got an evil idea, finishing drinking another bottle of beer. She was holding the empty bottle, staring at it as she was playing with the unconscious Arianne’s pussy and began inserting the neck in and out, enjoying the swishing sound it made.

- Jackie, look at this whore’s cunt. It looks perfect as a rubbish bin. – she held the empty bottle of beer , placed the nose right in front of the wet hole and pushed hard, inserting it completely inside the wet and blooded pussy, pushing it hard and finishing kicking it almost completely in with her boot.

Arianne reacted unconsciously to this final painful intrusion and her body shook and twitched as she raised her head her eyes opened in shock, but the two girls immediately hit her on the head, crashing their empty bottles on her skull and putting her out again and this time for long.
- Stay out bitch. – barked Jackie breaking one more bottle, the third, on Arianne’s head.

It was almost dawn when the six youngsters, finally satisfied, proceeded to open and examine Arianne’s purse and suitcase, scattering the content on the table and dividing their loot.
- I am taking her cash and credit card. – Bob stated with a tone that did not leave any chance to the others.
- Her mobile is mine. – said Jackie
- I already made clear that I want those beautiful boots. – Breeda smirked touching the soft leather of the tan Aldo boots that were still adorning the poor woman’s legs.

She grabbed Arianne’s limp right leg, lift it unzipped the boot and pulled it off, the left one followed immediately after.
- Wowww…- she whispered holding her new prize in her hands, touching the soft pure leather they were made of. – I have never seen something so nice….-

Then they lifted their victim and carried her back to the parking area, holding her arms and legs as her head swayed rhythmically behind.
- Gang. – Bob said walking in front. – Hurry up. It will be dawn soon and we need to throw the bitch somewhere. -
- What simply placing her inside a rubbish bin to be collected tomorrow morning ? -

- No…- Jackie smirked. – I have a much better idea. Why hiding her..? She is sooo beautiful now, after our treatment…!! We need to show her to the world. –
She lifted Arianne’s head up, holding her matted dirty hair, showing her sleeping face, streaked with mud, sweat and blood, cum still oozing from her mouth and nose.
- Poor bitch. It would have been enough that she moved away, but no, she wanted to park. –

- So, what do we do with her ? – asked Bob.
- Follow me and I’ll show you my nice idea for the old tart. – Jackie smirked.
- Let’s go now. - they all moved, walking up the slope, carrying Arianne’s naked body as the prey of a safari, her head swinging rhythmically as they proceeded walking up the slope in the direction of the near station.

Epilogue

The first commuters arriving at the station early that morning had a double shocking surprise waiting for them. In the parking area a car that surely was new, had been rendered a wreck. All the four tyres were flat, cut with knives, the windows had been smashed, with the glasses scattered all around and both on the hood and on the side doors the word “CUNT” had been carved using some sharp tools.

Walking then along the path to the entrance they found the complete naked body of a battered, unconscious brunette woman hanging, tied to the last tree.
A young woman almost fainted looking at that badly battered body.
Her wrists had been tightly tied and the rope had been passed over the first branches, making her hung from above as her legs had been instead stretched back, passing at the side and the ankles fixed behind, tied using her discarded fishnet pantyhose.

The woman was therefore perfectly stretched in front of the tree, showing her hanging swollen and blooded breasts and her bald pussy in full view. Her head was hanging in front, partially hidden by her matted hair that covered her cheeks and the signs of the punches, the chin resting between her bleeding breasts and the remain of her panties sneaked out from her mouth.

On her stomach they read the words “Filthy whore” written with some red lipstick.
Her entire naked, beaten, swollen body was dotted with dark bruises and cuts and dirty with mud, blood and cum that had dried showing how she had surely been beaten and raped repeatedly. Her pussy was swollen not only for the abuse she had surely sustained but also for a bottle that had been savagely pushed inside and only the edge was still protruding out.

A doctor shortly examined the woman and an ambulance was rushed to the scene.
Arianne was freed by her ties and run to the nearest hospital where she came back to her senses only several hours later. She needed one entire week to recover from the several injures, that included a concussion to her head and several broken ribs.
She also needed some internal stitches to her pussy where the bottle had damaged her inner tissues. Of course she could not have any sex for several weeks.
Luckily her face had not suffered any major damage, with her teeth, nose and jaw being still intact.

She preferred not to sue anybody, telling to the police officer that she could not remember anything of her ordeal and of her aggressors as she had been knocked out cold immediately after getting off her car. Her insurance did not pay a penny for her new car and in future she carefully avoided using again that station.

Of course her contract with the Chinese delegates was completed by another colleague that got all the merits for it, making her miss her deserved promotion and bonus. Even Paul did not wait for her to recover and on her return home from the hospital she found just a brief message in her voice mail where he told her good-bye for ever.