Fugitives - Gang rape galore

[Shocker]

Teaser: Sophia barely made it from her bathroom to her bed before she collapsed. Her exhaustion was understandable as her workday had started 24 hours earlier, and even the hot shower had not been enough to revitalize her. There was only so far one could push the body without rest and Sophia Crest had reached that level. For all intents and purposes she was dead to the world..
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The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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Title: Fugitives
Author: Shocker
Content Warnings: this story is rather harsh.
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part of the gang rape galore contest viewtopic.php?t=339
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Fugitives



Sophia barely made it from her bathroom to her bed before she collapsed. Her exhaustion was understandable as her workday had started 24 hours earlier, and even the hot shower had not been enough to revitalize her. There was only so far one could push the body without rest and Sophia Crest had reached that level. For all intents and purposes she was dead to the world.

Under normal circumstances chances would have been high, that she would have heard the metallic scratches at the backdoor, the light squeaking of the hinges of her screen door. She might have heard the tapping sounds of heavy boots, trying to tread lightly. All of this would have given her time to wake up and react. But in her current state the first time she became aware of the intruders was as big, calloused hands grabbed her by the wrists and pulling them to opposite sides of the bed. Another big hand pressed over her mouth, stifling the cry of surprise and fear trying to escape from her lips. While at the same time weighing down her legs.

Momentarily somebody switched on the light on her nightstand and she heard a low whistle.
“There are sure some mighty fine women in these parts.” A shady figure on her right said.

With the light switched on she saw the features of the men bending over her holding her mouth closed. It was a wild and dirty face, stubbly black growth on his square chin. He had the features of a criminal, a conclusion that didn’t take too much skill, considering that he wore dirty and torn prison denim. His name was Eddie Folsom, and his face was rather familiar. Newspapers and TV stations had broadcasted his features and the other two, since their escape from Kentucky State Penitentiary had been discovered. The name of the other two inmates were Lucas Jackson and Henry Cassidy. The latter had unoriginally adopted the nickname of Butch. There wasn’t any of Newman’s rakishness to this iteration of Butch Cassidy, he was a hulking black man, with an entirely hairless head and a face that only smiled when others were going to suffer. He had been serving a 25-year sentence for rape in 15 cases.

“I think you can let go of her mouth now Eddie. The honey is over the first shock, and she knows nobody is going to hear her scream around here. Isn’t that so honey?”
Sophia looked defiantly at the lanky blond man, that held her right wrist like a vise. He was of course right, when she had bought the house, the isolation was what had appealed to her. Now she was beginning to regret that decision. She nodded and felt the hand being removed from her mouth.
“Looking at your shirt honey, I simply have to ask where are these parts?” Jackson asked her nodding to the faded gray shirt with the bright orange T. “Somehow I get the feeling we are in Kentucky no more.”
“Clay County, Tennessee” she had to swallow a bit to compensate for her dry mouth.
“Told you if we kept going this way the state border wasn’t far.” Eddie Folsom’s voice had a raspy quality.

His claim to fame was his talent with cars, his ticket to the big house had been bought after a bank robbery. A bridge on his escape route that had been demolished just two hours before he had wanted to use it.
“Good that will keep Kentucky’s finest of our backs, now all we need to worry about is the federal effort. All I’m looking for is some shelter, food and not laying eyes on any cops for a good long time. This place looks as good as any.”
“It looks very appealing to me.” Cassidy’s voice was surprisingly high-pitched for such a big man.
His eyes were resting on Sophia’s legs were the gray fabric of the over-sized t-shirt had shifted considerably upwards, revealing the creamy skin of her thigh. He reached out and pulled it even higher, it was quickly becoming apparent to him and both of the other men that, the young woman in their hands wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Sophia had been very much aware of that fact for some time now, but hadn’t wanted to draw any additional attention to it. But once the fabric was raised past her naked hip, she tried to fight the men off. She could as well have saved her strength.
“Ta da” Butch chimed like a magician as with a big pull he revealed the tidy triangle of dark blond curls.
“Ain’t this a sight for sore eyes” Folsom commented
“Sure looks prettier than all of those assholes in the pen.” Jackson added.
Folsom having a free hand, reached for her crotch “Feels much nicer as well. So what do we do?”
“Why don’t we secure the little beauty, and then get more comfortable with her? Butch check her wardrobe. Bitch got to have something we can use. Stockings, Scarfs anything will do.”

While Folsom secured her hands, Cassidy went to the built-in wardrobe and opened the door, huffing in surprise. When he returned he dropped a pair of steel handcuffs onto the bed.
“Handcuffs? Looks like we got ourselves a kinky one.” Jackson laughed.
“Well in a fashion.” Cassidy looked uncomfortable “he dropped a beige uniform blouse on the bed, the star on the chest glinting over the name tag.
“Meet Sophia Crest, Sheriff’s deputy of Clay County.”
Folsom started to laugh “What was it Luke? Food, shelter and no cops? Well we might have to settle for two out of three. And as the man said before, that ain’t bad.”


Sophia’s heart sank, those men had actually been the reason she had spent the last 24 hours on duty. Conducting a search for the escaped convicts. They were considered extremely dangerous, and she had dreaded what would happen once they found out she was a police officer.
“So you are a police pig?” Folsom’s eyes turned cold.

He roughly grabbed her by the shoulder and flipped her onto her stomach, press a knee into her back. Reaching for on of her hands and forcing them behind her back. With a metallic sound the cuff fastened around her wrist.
“Please, don’t do this. If you leave right now …”
Sophia never had the chance of finishing her sentence as Eddie Folsom increased the pressure onto his knee and intoned.
“You have the right to remain silent, if you choose to open your mouth, we will find something to stuff it. Everything you say will be used against you.”
He grabbed the second wrist and cuffed it behind her back. His hands entwined into her long curls and pulled her head up.
“You have the right to get fucked in every fashion possible. If you cooperate you might even survive the experience. Have you understood those rights?”
Sophia remained stubbornly silent.
“Answer him” Lucas Jackson cooed “Eddie has desperately waiting to be able to say something like that.”
“Yes, you asshole.” Sophia spat.

“Gentlemen, I’d say the lady made a choice and has clearly addressed me? Any disagreement?” Folsom’s voice was almost gleeful.
“Go right ahead brother.” Cassidy’s high voice gave her the creeps.
“Enjoy yourself. I’ll see what I can find to eat. I’m sure the bitch has plenty of provisions.” Jackson walked out of the room towards the kitchen. Cassidy followed.

“Ah those are good friends giving us some privacy.” With her face now resting on the mattress Sophia couldn’t see what was happening, but she felt Folsom moving beside her, the sound of heavy denim dropping to the floor. The man was evidently undressing. She knew screaming wouldn’t help, her next neighbor was a mile away. So she tried to ease away, perhaps if she could get onto her feet she might be able to escape from the house.

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[joey]

Have a terrible weakness for home invasion stories, and this one was very enjoyable. Particularly liked the interaction with Cassidy, "I break people, I simple love seeing their ego and self-esteem crumbling into little pieces" - that concept is a lot of what non-con is all about in my fantasies. I do have a strong preference for multiple residents in my home invasion day dreams, but totally understand that's not on today's menu. Tip of the hat for the ending, often like a conclusion where the perps are handed payback for their actions.

As an aside, the ending reminded me of a particular Sheriff in the state of Florida, US named Grady Judd. He's kind of famous for quips like "we shot him graveyard dead" or when asked why police fired so many shots at an armed criminal "we ran out of bullets."

[Lucius]

I've loved it, Sophia's actions and reactions, the dynamics between the raping trio and the mechanics of it all!

“Meet Sophia Crest, Sheriff’s deputy of Clay County.”
Folsom started to laugh “What was it Luke? Food, shelter and no cops? Well we might have to settle for two out of three. And as the man said before, that ain’t bad.”

Well, this a plot twist every Sheriff’s deputy of female persuasion is dreading.

“You have the right to get fucked in every fashion possible. If you cooperate you might even survive the experience. Have you understood those rights?”

This must be the Sophia version of the Miranda warning.

The wailing Sophia felt him hooking his feet under hers, and was suddenly flipped around, without the cock in her ass being dislodged, her own weight drove her even deeper onto it if that was even possible. The bastard underneath her, used the leverage of his legs to spread her own, causing her ass to tighten even more and her pussy to open.
... She felt far to full, with two cocks inside her. Yet she had stopped to scream, and began to whimper in pain every time one of them moved. They had found a rhythm, that felt like they were working a giant saw, while one moved in the other moved out. A saw was perhaps the wrong analogy, she felt as if she was caught between two sledgehammers.

This is a very hot thing to write, I've had Roman legionaries do that once... Is Folsom supposed to grab her by the hips and move her body up and down on his cock along with pushing up into her?

He dropped his pants and the biggest, thickest and blackest cock she had ever seen jumped into her face.

Frankly, I've expected the Mother of All Bites here.

They left her with her ass impaled on a chair leg, the two pigtails lying on the floor where they had fallen, after they had cut them off.

Hardcore.

[Shocker]

Have a terrible weakness for home invasion stories, and this one was very enjoyable. Particularly liked the interaction with Cassidy, "I break people, I simple love seeing their ego and self-esteem crumbling into little pieces" - that concept is a lot of what non-con is all about in my fantasies. I do have a strong preference for multiple residents in my home invasion day dreams, but totally understand that's not on today's menu. Tip of the hat for the ending, often like a conclusion where the perps are handed payback for their actions.

As an aside, the ending reminded me of a particular Sheriff in the state of Florida, US named Grady Judd. He's kind of famous for quips like "we shot him graveyard dead" or when asked why police fired so many shots at an armed criminal "we ran out of bullets."

Thank you for your kind feedback.
To be honest, most of the time the perps in my stories escape completely unscathed. It was only when I put the finishing touches to the story, that I thought those incidents would cause law enforcement to act with extreme prejudice.

[Shocker]

I've loved it, Sophia's actions and reactions, the dynamics between the raping trio and the mechanics of it all!

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Well, this a plot twist every Sheriff’s deputy of female persuasion is dreading.

First thank for your detailed feedback, I’ll try to respond to your points in detail.

Women in power are so much more fun to write as victims, than terrified teens or shy ingenues. Simply for the reason that we all have met somebody at least once were the thought of taking them down a peg or five was appealing. Here we have career criminals just escaped from prison. So they are horny and hate the system, of course they are over a police officer like a pack of hungry wolves.

“You have the right to get fucked in every fashion possible. If you cooperate you might even survive the experience. Have you understood those rights?”

This must be the Sophia version of the Miranda warning.

That’s exactly the idea, I was even looking up the exact wording to see how I could pervert it.

The wailing Sophia felt him hooking his feet under hers, and was suddenly flipped around, without the cock in her ass being dislodged, her own weight drove her even deeper onto it if that was even possible. The bastard underneath her, used the leverage of his legs to spread her own, causing her ass to tighten even more and her pussy to open.
... She felt far to full, with two cocks inside her. Yet she had stopped to scream, and began to whimper in pain every time one of them moved. They had found a rhythm, that felt like they were working a giant saw, while one moved in the other moved out. A saw was perhaps the wrong analogy, she felt as if she was caught between two sledgehammers.

This is a very hot thing to write, I've had Roman legionaries do that once... Is Folsom supposed to grab her by the hips and move her body up and down on his cock along with pushing up into her? .

I don’t really know about the mechanics, I just liked the idea of her being forced into an incredibly vulnerable and exposed position by a rapist who doesn’t even stop what he is doing.

He dropped his pants and the biggest, thickest and blackest cock she had ever seen jumped into her face.

Frankly, I've expected the Mother of All Bites here.

And some time earlier in that story it’s exactly what should have happened. At this point Sophia has been sodomized and brutally double penetrated. Cassidy has been using tools of her authority to degrade her and hurt her. He has threatened to cause her incredible pain, and she believes him. He knows how to break her spirit, which is why she is going along with his orders.
I don’t believe in forced oral, and lack the skills to make it more believable.

They left her with her ass impaled on a chair leg, the two pigtails lying on the floor where they had fallen, after they had cut them off.

Hardcore.

I wanted to leave the readers in no doubt that this trio are some nasty pieces of shit. And taking a woman’s hair is still a great taboo, that works so well.

[AdmiralPiet]

Really nice!
I have to say, of all the contest entries I read so far, this one executes the theme of "two out of three aint bad" the best.
Two times, it does not feel forced, and both times in reference to the song.

I also liked the reading of the miranda rights.
It is very cheesy, but the remark about "he always wanted to say someting like that" took the edge off.

The overall story, progression and interactions are fine. Just some little nitpicks:
She wanted to fight cassidy, but broke. As he said. He does that with people.
I would have liked to see that play out a bit more. Maybe just one discharge of the taser? That would get the job done quick and make her later submissiveness easily comprehensive. (and would have been nice to see)
Also she could have beaten herself up about her "failure" some more. Of course it would not have been a failure, any number of people would break at that, but to her it might feel very different.
But as I said: Nitpick.

The end left me a bit torn.
It was nice to see a conclusion of the story that did not let the trio get away, but I never liked having the antagonist simlpy gunned down. Especially if it happens so fast he didn't have time to regret his actions. Would have been nice if they went back to prison, with some extra consequences.

Like:
"Look, comissioner,... mayor... I know it looks somewhat shady, but firing at a moving target that fights back. It ain't that easy to tell exactly where that bullet is going to land. On the upside: Cassidy wont relapse any time soon, and two out of three retrieved fugitives still got their cocks and balls. Ain't that bad after all"

[Shocker]

@AdmiralPiet thank you for constructive feedback, sure their demise could have been written in more detail, but the moment they left Sophia, they pretty much had exited the story. Having them killed in a ruthless fashion, was admittedly an afterthought, as I wasn’t feeling happy with the ending.

As for Sophia fighting back more, that could have been accomplished, but to do so satisfactorily it would have required another 1000 words, and it was getting a bit late for that. So your criticism is certainly justified.

[RapeU]

1) What did I immediately feel after reading this
2) What I love about what I read
3) What would I change in the story to make it perfect (for me)
4) Did I get off on this and why

1) Ah, a classic prisoner escape home invasion. Having written one of those myself, it's one where there's plenty of directions to go.

2) The direction you went was solid. The defiance about giving the criminals access to her guns was genius, as was her cooperation after she had no choice both with telling where the guns were and obeying their orders after. After all, she didn't want to get shot.

3) Can't think of a thing. Spotted a few typeos but was too into the story to stop and point them out.

4) Future wank material when needed.

[Lucius]

And some time earlier in that story it’s exactly what should have happened. At this point Sophia has been sodomized and brutally double penetrated. Cassidy has been using tools of her authority to degrade her and hurt her. He has threatened to cause her incredible pain, and she believes him. He knows how to break her spirit, which is why she is going along with his orders.
I don’t believe in forced oral, and lack the skills to make it more believable.

Sam Peckinpah did a very believable one in Cross of Iron. Must've been quite shocking in 1977. Still is.

Forced oral here works just fine. The best scenario I can come up with is threatening someone close to the victim's heart.

[Blue]

WOW!
The best shocker I've read so far. At least for me, almost everything is just right. And what I liked best was the description of Sophia being double penetrated. The comparison with the saw is really apt!
I also don't mind that the ending is too rushed and brief. The refugees weren't the main characters of the story for me, so why bother describing whether they regretted their actions (which they certainly didn't anyway) or whether it would have been a more just punishment to have them put back in prison?
No, for me, the story is fine as it is written. And also my clear favorite for the competition.

P.S.
I devoured the story on my smartphone early this morning. It's not as convenient as on a laptop, but for me, it has the advantage that Google translates it immediately into German. And before I wrote this, I read the story again, practically word for word. And was even more excited than the first time