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Saving a lost beauty

... and made me load all my belongings into their car and then they took me to that awful warehouse and we met the other three guys. They told me that I would work for them and I would fuck men for money and they would take care of me. I told them that there was no way I would do that and they started to beat me. One man would beat me until he got tired and then another would start. They grabbed me and tore my clothes and raped me. The more I fought the more they beat me until I thought I would pass out. I don’t know how many times I was fucked by several different men. Then I thought that I would try playing dead. I just let my body go limp and one man yelled at the one beating me. He told him that he had killed me and now what would they do with me. When they left the warehouse I made a run for it and I got away. I hid in the dark until they left and then I wandered along trying to find someone to help me. That’s when you found me.” She wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked at me. You could tell that she was a pretty girl and I knew that I couldn’t let her wander off with no place to go. Shit, I was about to do the dumbest thing I had ever done. “I’ll take you to my place and we can get you cleaned up and then we will figure out what we will do” I told her. She put her hand on my arm and smiled at me and I could tell she was relieved. As I drove toward my house she looked at me and asked me what my name was. I told her it was Mike and she smiled and said “Thank you Mike.” ...

... My house is kind of out in the country and away from the city. It takes thirty minutes to get there from where I work and when I pulled in the driveway and opened the garage door I knew she would be safe with me. I parked the truck in the garage and carried her into the house. I took her straight to the bedroom and sat her on the bed. I got the lights on and then went into the master bathroom and got a warm washcloth and a towel and came back to her and began to clean her face. She pulled away from me as I touched her bruised face and she cried. I tried to help her but I was hurting her more than helping her. “You need to take a hot shower” I told her as I pointed to the bathroom “that will make you feel better.” “You will have to help me” she said “I’m not sure I can get undressed and stand alone.” I looked at her and started to remove her shirt and jeans. She raised her arms and I pulled her shirt off and she had a blue lace bra under it. I removed her shoes and socks and started to pull on her jeans. I had forgotten to undo her jeans and she stopped me as she unbuttoned them and lowered the zipper. Then I pulled on the legs of the jeans that fit her like a glove. They were torn and dirty and it took some work to get them off. “These tight jeans saved me” she laughed “they couldn’t get them off me either.” I smiled at her as I finished pulling them off her long beautiful legs. This left her sitting on the bed in her blue bra and matching blue panties. She had a magnificent ...