Halloween Purge - Sex Stories

Halloween Purge

... my head. As I was dragged down the alley and said, “Ruby, are you ok?”

She said, "I am, but scared.” From up front I can hear the pretty young girl yell no talking. I heard Ruby yell in pain as I felt a fist to my lower back. Someone must have hit her too.

The walk was short to meet the leader. I heard a metal door open and then we were ushered into a building. It was much warmer. Almost welcoming compared to the exterior. They roughly directed us into a room. The two boys holding me forced me to my knees and removed the hood. I looked around to find Ruby. She was across from me, off to the right.

The room was dimly lit. I could tell that most of the lights were not turned on. We were in a storage room of some sort. Looking around it appeared to be for some museum. Maybe one for natural history. I did remember seeing they had the smallest Museum of Natural History in America. Is this where they told us?

Just when I started to think more about it a man dressed as a serial killer came from the shadows. In his right hand was a large kitchen knife. “Well, we’ll, well, what do we have here,” he questioned. “Looks like these two didn’t read that visitors are not welcomed for Halloween.” He continued as he walked around us. First to me, pointing the knife at my face. Then to Ruby, his free hand touching her chin. Lifting it so he can see his eyes. I caught a glance and then I could see the fear in them. “Well, we have two ways of dealing with you, I know which way I ...

... would want to go,” he said and then flicked his tongue at Ruby. “But the mayor needs to make her decision. Elizabeth, can you go fetch her?” The leader of the students skipped out of the room.

As she left, he turned back to Ruby. “You are a real pretty one. It would be a shame to have to kill you,” he said to her as his hand caressed her cheek and he pushed his thick thumb into her mouth. I tried to get up, but the two large boys held me tightly in place. The commotion did not go unnoticed. He turned and headed quickly back in front of me. “You want to get yourself killed, that is fine,” he yelled at me. His face inches away from mine. “But I want a piece of that sweet ass!!! You better behave until the mayor comes,” his fury still raging.

He stood up and pointed to two of the girls across the room. “You two get the rope. Tie our guest here to the column. Gag him too.” The two muscle bond boys grabbed me and took me to the column in the center of the room. My wrists were tied with rope by one of the girls as I tried to break free from them. A third boy came to help. The rope was then run through a pulley overhead pulling my arms up over my head. The boys took turns punching me in the gut until the girl who tied my wrists stopped them.

She walked close to me. Inside my personal space and smiled. “I do hope the mayor lets us play with you. I just love making older men beg.” She then went to her tippy toes and kissed my lips. As she pulled away I went to protest, but that ...