*Note: All characters are over 18*
It was the last week of high school, and Madelyn was ready to graduate. She had studied hard and gotten great grades through high school, and was going to a great private college in a neighboring city. Maddie was a shy girl, never having had a boyfriend despite being 18. She was very soft and cute but not outgoing, and rarely made friends. She had light brown hair and glasses, and a very thin body. Her entire appearance was that of a soft, delicate girl- the picture of innocence.
The entire week, a pair of black gangs had engaged in some major fighting throughout the school. A senior was stabbed, a junior punched and concussed, and several guys got broken bones. The school would normally have declared a remote-learning day during a wave of violence, as happened sometimes at the large city school. The district bordered both a nice suburban area and an economically depressed hotbed of gang activity, and the school's problems showed it. This wasn't often an issue for the other students, as the violence was limited to their groups, but it did bleed over occasionally.
On that Friday, the last day of regular school before graduation next Wednesday, Maddie was finishing up her afternoon classes, and was walking to her very last class of high school. Many people had already left, as the final day was essentially optional for attendance. She was wearing a gray t-shirt and light workout shorts, all of the formal events would start the next day. As she walked through an empty hall, she noticed a pair of hulking black men running down the hall. She immediately recognized them as two of the most infamous gang members, Tyrone and Jamal. She ducked out of their way, assuming they were running to a fight or something like that. Instead, faster than she could react, the men grabbed her.
Tyrone, almost seven feet tall but thinner than Jamal, shoved Maddie to the ground. She tried to yell for help but before more than a squeak could escape her mouth, Jamal, a strong muscular man, reached down and muffled her mouth with his hand. Tyrone grabbed Maddie's wrists behind her, and tied them together with a piece of rope from his pocket. He tied her hands firmly, and she could not squirm out of it with her delicate little wrists. Her heart raced even faster as she realized where she was standing: the doorway of the men's locker room.
Normally, this hallway would've had people in it, and so would the locker room. With the year ending, however, it was completely empty. The locker room was cleared out, sports were finished and the last gym class finished clearing their lockers during the third period earlier in the day. As they crossed the threshold and Tyrone slammed the door shut behind them, locking it, Jamal dragged Maddie by her arms kicking and trying to scream. To free Jamal's right hand, Tyrone shoved a cloth gag into Maddie's mouth and tied it hard on the back of her head. Maddie panicked as they dragged her into the dark, smelly locker room.
"So bitch. We've been wanting your sexy little body for four years now, fuck if we were gonna leave without it!" Jamal shouted, bursting into cruel laughter.
Maddie was in a panic, but she was also shocked in a different way. Over four years, she had come to think of herself as too innocent and sheltered for a social life, certainly for sex. Many nights, Maddie had fantasies about the school's hot guys using her. Now that it was happening, she hoped she could get out of it safely but couldn't guarantee she was going to hate it, either.
Still, she struggled in the moment. Finally, Jamal let go of her and hurled her on the floor. She crawled around for a few moments, but her hands were still bound behind her back and there was nowhere she could go. Tyrone got down on the floor next to her and shoved her upright, sitting her on the floor with her back against the wall. He cut loose her hands with a knife from his pocket and gestured to Jamal, who squatted down right next to them. Jamal held the knife to Maddie's throat as Tyrone lifted and pinned her arms to the wall.
Tyrone laughed and told Jamal to continue. "Cut off her shirt!" he laughed.
Jamal obliged, and he cut Maddie's shirt right down the middle. Her bare tits flopped out, small but perky. Jamal grabbed them, pinching the nipple hard. Both men chuckled as Jamal ran the knife down Maddie's tight tummy, tickling her with the sharp edge. She squeaked into her gag as he mimicked stabbing her with a motion of the knife in the air, and returned it to her throat.
Tyrone explained their cruel intentions to Maddie.
"We're gonna have some fun with you. Nobody saw this happen, there's no camera outside the room, absolutely nobody is coming to help you. You're gonna do exactly as we say, and you'll get out of here safe, unharmed besides being a little sore in the holes. Try anything, and we're gonna fucking ruin you."
As Maddie nodded in understanding, Jamal shoved his hand into her shorts pocket and grabbed her phone.
"Password, little bitch." Jamal demanded, pulling down her gag, as he turned on her phone.
"123456", Maddie said, sheepishly.
"Fuckin' white girls. You're dumber than you look, aren't you, little nerd?" Jamal said, grabbing her glasses off her face and putting them on the floor.
"Please, Jamal, I need my glasses, I can't see beyond a foot without them!" She said, as Jamal started going through her phone.
"No shit, bitch, we don't want you running away!" he replied.
Tyrone and Jamal gagged her again, and left her for a minute to talk. They began scrolling through her phone as they stood next to a locker in the back of the locker room, about 50 feet away. It was a huge locker room, big enough for any screams to disappear in the echo. That was part of why they had dragged her here in the first place, along with the blind spot in the school cameras and the humiliatingly filthy environment.
"Holy shit, her most texts are to her Mom and Dad. She only has, like, two friends."
"That's the best kind of girl, they're always fuckin' tight. Told you, I been watching the bitch for four years. She is gonna be so fuckin' freaky once she gets broken in, these kind always are."
Jamal approached Maddie once again, holding her phone. Tyrone got down next to her, and told her what was about to happen.
"We're gonna record you having some fun with us, Maddie. As long as you're a good girl and do what you're told, nobody has to see it. Let's just say, if you try to fight back, or do anything stupid, like tell anyone this happened, you're gonna be a very famous slut on the internet. You're gonna be "Black Cock Whore Maddie" online, you feelin' me?"
Maddie nodded. That would almost be a bigger threat to her than violence- her reputation was everything to her, from her spotless GPA to perfect attendance. She would lose everything if a video of her nude got out on the internet. Furthermore, she loved the idea of being blackmailed, especially by such strong, dominant men. That way she wouldn't have to admit that she was enjoying being restrained and soon, fucked.
