Clarissa Morgen sauntered onto the beach, her bare skin gleaming under the sun. Her curvaceous body turned promontory toward her direction. People stared at her, her body hardened men's private parts as she walked.

She wore a white two-piece that went perfectly with her long, blonde pilus. Two men lay on their beach chairs under an umbrella. They ogled her as she walked gracefully in front of them.

She went to the beachside bar and had a drink. The two men followed her, and sat on each incline of her.

"Hello, beautiful,"One man said. A grinning played on his lips as he ran his centre over her shapely body.

"Hey"she replied, uninterested.

"My gens's Randall, and this is Jordan."Randall pointed at his comrade."Me and the guys will be having a party tonight. Wan na conjoin us ?"

"I appreciate the crack, but I must reject. I have line of work to see to tonight"Clarissa replied. She really had no clientele tonight, but she wanted to spend the night on her own and relax. She also found these men creepy when she noticed them ran their eyes on her body.

"fountainhead, that's unfortunate. Maybe next clock time, if there is a next time"Jordan commented with a tone of disappointment.

The men left her and went back to their umbrella.

"What a waste. '' A discouraged Jordan said

"trouble not, my friend"Randall.patted his friend on the shoulder."We're still having a company tonight with her"

Jordan saw his friend smiling with lust in his eyes as he looked at Clarissa as she walked away from the bar.

Clarissa entered her villa. She sighed in exhaustion. She walked to the aliveness room bar, and grabbed a glass and a bottle of vino. She walked to the deck overlooking the sea. She waited week for this reservation.She just wanted a peaceful vacation by herself. She specifically booked this overpriced villa overlooking the beach just to unbend and unfreeze her mind from day to day worries.

She lay on her chaise longue lounge, and stretched her Bikini clad body under the moonshine. She poured herself a glass of wine. She smiled at the sound of secrecy. She relaxed her dead body under the full moon.

She admired the sea under the full moon, and took a sip of her wine.

Unaware of her surroundings, two men snuck in her room. Oblivious to the presence of the trespasser she relaxed herself on the lounge. She was still admiring the evening view when a hand with a damp cloth pressed on her font, Clarissa got a pane of chloroform. She cried out, taking a lungful of the sedative. It was so strong, and overpowering. She felt dizzy. Another man appeared in font of her and grabbed her peg. She struggled frantically.

The man behind her held the cloth harder over her rima oris and olfactory organ, his disembarrass hand snaked through her bra and cupped her breasts.

She screamed through the cloth and thrashed her physical structure, but she felt so week. The man holding her legs started running his bridge player up her thigh. She tried to kick back the hands away, but her leg felt fleshy. The man continued running his bridge player up and down her shapely, unruffled thighs.

Her body felt weaker with each breathing space. The man behind her moved to her slope, keeping the damp fabric on her face. His other script left her breast, and moved to her genital organ. He massaged her twat agglomerate over her bikini, then his finger snaked through her bikini and massaged her kitty.

The man smiled in atonement as his digit massaged a perfectly shaven vagina. Clarissa felt finger's breadth between her leg and squirmed weakly. Her lungs burned, her head felt light. Her consciousness slowly slipping away.

"Breathe"she heard a phonation say.

Clarissa moaned through the textile. She wanted to say"Stop"but her lips won't movement. Her eyelid fluttered.

"That's it. Go to sleep. Just breathe"the malicious voice whispered in her ear. Her mind went blank. Her eyes rolled, and she passed out.

"She's out"Randall told Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan as he removed the cloth from the unconscious charwoman's face. He sat behind the limp body, and cupped her white meat from nates. He squeezed both breasts as if they were strain balls.

Jordan kept running his hands up and down her smooth thighs.

"Shall we invite Mark ?"Jordan asked his companion.

"Please do. Let's get this party started"replied Randall.

Jordan reached for his sound and called his familiar, his free hand moved up to her crotch and massaged her mound over her bikini.

The men continued groping Clarissa's limp trunk while waiting for their friends.

Few moments later, The door opened and another man arrived. He went directly to the overlooking deck.

His eyes gazed upon Randall and Jordan groping an unconscious mind, beautiful, blonde woman.

The newcomer stared in invidia and approached them.

"Wow, she is so hot. Those boobs are perfect."One of the fledgling commented.

Randall let go of Clarissa's breasts and said to his friend.

Mark reached for Clarissa's breasts and squeezed them. He noticed she was wearing a movement clench bra and proceeded to unclasp them. He freed her tit and threw the garment away.

"Wow"He said as he stared at her freed titty. He cupped each breast and moaned in gratification. He leaned forward and started sucking her breasts.

"I don't want to commove you, but I think we should strike this to the bedroom where we can enrapture her beautiful body properly."Randall interrupted Mark.

The men carried Clarissa's limp body to the bedroom. They laid her body on the king sized bed and spread her limbs apart. Their hands roamed over her defenseless and incapacitated body.

microphone kissed Clarissa on her mouth, Jordan started fondling her breasts, and Randall licked her perfectly shaved mound.

The men stood up and removed their pants.Randall straddled Clarissa, spread her legs, and pulled them towards him. As if on cue, Jordan straddled the unconscious woman's bureau, put his erection between her breasts. He held each boob and pressed them together. Mark knelt above Clarissa's pass, his dead body facing Jordan's. He put his member inside her backtalk,

The men thrust together in unison. Randall's manhood penetrated Clarrisa's slit, Jordan fucked ber tit, and Mark gave her a blowjob.

They raped her for 60 minutes, and they constantly swapped berth. After hr of ravishing, Randall pulled out of Clarissa's vagina and came. Jordan came on her knocker, while sucker came on her face. The men, satisfied, left. Leaving Clarissa's rout torso on the bed.

Clarissa's eyes fluttered, and she awoke. She moaned from the throbbing of her head. She felt stretched out.

"How did i get on the bed ?"She asked herself. She looked down and saw that she's completely naked, her consistence covered in cum. She screamed in brat. The last thing she remembered was her lying on the daybed lounge as she sipped her wine-colored. Then she gasped as she remembered the hand with the mute cloth that came out of nowhere. She remembered manpower on her breasts, and fingers on her vagina, and after that, nothing. Her thinker is blank. But there was no doubt that she had been raped. She cried hard.

She thought of reporting her plight, but she might fall behind her dignity. She kept her ordeal to herself and cried. ,