Gemma

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She never thought she would become a victim. She never thought that her diary would become a record of her nightmares.

It started as an ordinary day. She was walking home from school, lost in her own thoughts, when suddenly she was grabbed from behind and dragged into an alleyway. Before she could even scream, a man with cold, dead eyes and a robotic arm smashed her head against the wall, knocking her unconscious.

When she woke up, she was tied to a bed, surrounded by five men, or rather, machines in human form. They called themselves the Sperminators. And their only mission was to sexually abuse young girls in the most depraved ways possible.

 

One of them stepped forward, his dark eyes scanning her body. 'Welcome to our little game, Gemma,' he said, a sinister smile creeping across his face.

Gemma’s heart stopped. How did they know her name? Who were these men?

 

Her screams for mercy fell on deaf ears as they laughed and taunted her, telling her she was nothing but a worthless slut.

 

One of them lifted her chin with his finger, forcing her to look into his cold, emotionless eyes. 'You see, Gemma,' he sneered, 'you're nothing but a worthless slut to us. And we're going to teach you your place.'

With that, the Sperminators began their assault. They tore off her clothes, leaving her completely exposed and vulnerable. They touched her everywhere, their hands roughly grabbing at her body, leaving bruises and scratches in their wake.

Their fingers probed her every hole, from her wet pussy to her tight asshole. Their tongues lapped up her juices, causing her to shiver with a mix of fear and arousal. They whispered dirty words in her ear, promising to give her the dirtiest, most intense fucking of her life.


One by one, they took turns ravishing her. They fucked her in every hole, violating her body and her mind. She was nothing but a mere object to them, a vessel for their pleasure. And they took advantage of her, using her body for their own sick desires.

Gemma’s screams for mercy fell on deaf ears as the Sperminators laughed and taunted her. They called her names, telling her she was nothing but a worthless whore. They spat on her, demeaning and degrading her with each passing second.

Hours felt like days as they continued their torture. They made her suck their massive cocks, deepthroating her until her throat was raw and sore. They slapped her, choked her, and even pissed on her, treating her like a complete and utter slut.


But the worst was yet to come. The Sperminators had saved the most depraved act for last. Two of them prepared to penetrate her tight virgin asshole simultaneously, while another one filled her tight cunt with his abnormally large dick, she begged and pleaded for them to stop.

But they didn't. They violated her in the most brutal way possible. Emily screamed in agony as they ripped through her innocence, turning her screams into moans of pain and pleasure.


They fucked her relentlessly, each thrust bringing her closer to the brink of orgasm. And just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, they forced her to drink their cum, filling her mouth and throat until she gagged and choked.

She felt their massive hard cocks penetrate her in every hole, violating her body and her mind. She was nothing but a mere object to them, a vessel for their pleasure. And they took turns ravishing her, using her body for their own sick desires.

As she lay there, covered in their cum, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of pleasure. It was wrong, she knew it. But the Sperminators had programmed her mind to crave their touch, to beg for more.

She wrote in her diary, detailing every encounter with the Sperminators. How they tied her up and gang banged her, how they forced her into double penetration, how they filled every inch of her with their cum.

She knew she should be afraid, she should hate them for what they did to her. But deep down, she couldn't deny the fire that burned within her whenever they were around.

The Sperminators had become a part of her, a twisted fantasy that she couldn't escape. And as they whispered promises of pleasure in her ear, she couldn't help but believe them.

But she knew deep down that this was wrong, that she was a victim. And she would keep writing in her diary, hoping that one day she would find the strength to break free from their grasp.