My wife is Andrea. She is slim attractive, brunette, in her early thirties and she has a good job in marketing. I left her that morning with a kiss while she was still in her underwear, and I remember thinking at the time how horny she looked.
Andrea quickly got changed and went to work herself where the day was routine and dull.
At lunchtime Andrea met her friend for dinner and as usual Andrea took them both in her car to a pub not far away. Andrea ordered her dinner at the bar and as she turned around she bumped into a man of about 40 standing behind her. "Sorry," she said and he exchanged the same apologies and Andrea went down and sat with her friend, and he with two other men of about the same age.
As the two women sat talking Andrea's friend noticed the table of men were looking over at them. The girls couldn't decide who the men were looking at but took little notice. "You could be in there," her friend said. "Not really my type," she laughingly retorted. The two friends then finished their lunch and went to move towards the door, and as they did the table of men got up and left at the same time, but again the woman took little or no notice.
The woman got into Andrea's car and they noticed that the men got into an Audi. As Andrea turned into their estate her friend said, "That Audi has just driven past." "Take no notice, loads of people work around here. You're becoming paranoid." Andrea snapped.
Andrea left work at the same time that night at 5 o'clock and made her way home. On the way she had to turn off the main road and drive down a badly lit country lane. It was already dark by the time she was on the lane and she was following a white transit who was driving very slowly. She noticed a car gaining on her quickly and before long it was right behind her. Why doesn't it overtake she thought to herself. The car followed her for about two miles. Andrea kept looking in her mirror, she checked her rear mirror, the car was still behind her. She looked forward and the white van had braked. She braked but it was too late. She had hit him up the back. Not bad, but there would be enough damage, she thought. Andrea got out to check her car. The man in the van was already out, a man in his early thirties.
"I'm sorry." she said. "Don't worry. The insurance will pay for it." he replied." As long as the back doors open so I can use it for work there shouldn't be a problem."
He grabbed the handle of the back door and opened them. As Andrea was going to say, "Oh, that's good." she was grabbed by two men from behind and pushed into the back of the van. The doors were then firmly closed and locked. Andrea was banging on the doors to let her out, but the driver was already on his way,. The passenger from the car behind, (which was the Audi from earlier in the day), got into Andrea's car and followed them. It was completely black in the back of the van and the journey seemed to go on forever. The van slowed and pulled onto a country lane that was very uneven and bumpy. The lane was almost two miles long and led to a large house, with a gravel drive, a wood to one side and fields to the other. It was completely black and not a sound could be heard. The van parked with the doors facing the front of the house, the Audi parked next to it and Andrea's car was parked 50 yards away. The men got out of their vehicles to be met by several other men. They were all part of a "rape gang" who select attractive women off the street for their pleasure and profit. The gang were 10 strong with 8 white men and two black men, one of the men was holding a professional TV camera. He was going to film the rape and show it live over the internet where 1000's of people had subscribed in advance to watch. The men all gathered around the back of the van. "Right. Is that camera working and are we on line ?" "Yes we're all ready here." The doors were then opened and Andrea emerged from the back of the van squinting as the TV camera was shone in her face. She was still dressed in her office attire of a black jacket and skirt with a white silk blouse.
She stepped out and stood looking at the group of men who were all looking at her with lustful, perverted eyes. One of the men stepped forward, "What's your name?" "Andrea." she nervously replied. "Well Andrea as you may have guessed you are in a lot of trouble." "Do you know what you have been bought here for?" "No, I don't." she whispered. "Well if you haven't guessed yet we are all members of a rape gang, and everyone here wants to fuck your fanny, arse, mouth and anything else they can think of."