He said his name was Neon. I met him in an online chat room. He seemed charming and I was horny. Its no secret, I'm a slut and I wanted to be gang raped. I agreed to meet him on a rainy Saturday night. He told me to wait beneath an underpass on a seedy end of town. I arrived at the agreed upon time wearing jeans that were so tight that nothing was left to the imagination. I'm a 26 year old bisexual. I've done quite a bit of modeling for money on the side. I'm small, about 108 pounds and 5'7 with long black hair and green eyes. I hate underwear and never wear any. My cock was outlined and lit by the orange toned street lights beneath and overcast sky. None of this mattered because when the car arrived, a window rolled down and I was told to strip naked. I followed as ordered and got in the car. A hand extended across the seat and I was commanded to hand over my clothes.
Neon was a man of about thirty, well dressed and completely refined. I felt totally vulnerable in my nudity. He took my pants and emptied my pockets. My wallet fell to the floor of his car. He told his driver to proceed. Once in motion, Neon took my clothing and dropped it out the window. He told me that I wouldn't need it where we were going.
We drove for around twenty minutes in silence. Neon told me that he wanted me hard. "Look me in the eyes and stroke yourself off," he said. I was a bit afraid but I spread my legs out across the seat and took my cock in my fist and began stroking, all the while with my eyes transfixed on his. Neon pulled out a measuring tape and placed it at the base of penis extending toward the tip. "7 inches....short but decent" he commented. Neon then reached into his pocket and pulled out a metal case. He opened it to reveal a large red pill. He told me to swallow it. I did as I was told and within minutes my vision began to cloud and I felt myself losing consciousness.
