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I keep having this fantasy where I'm out with a femme, and I'm her big tough butch. We're walking home late at night, but we'll be fine, because I'm there to protect her, right...? I don't see the men in the alleyway. They're on me before I realize what's going on, and I yell for my girlfriend to get away before my head is bashed against the ground and I am dazed. The biggest man of them all is working on my belt, tearing my jeans down to around my thighs and groping my cunt through my boxers. One of his hands is around my mouth, so I can't scream for help. I shut my eyes and try not to cry too much-- at least my girlfriend got away, right? Her screaming causes me to snap my eyes open again. One of the other men rounds the corner, holding onto her wrists. Despite her struggling it's clear there's no way she can get away. The men laugh as they surround us, the one holding on to me wrenching me around to face my girlfriend. I can't look her in the eye. "Two cunts for the price of one," The man holding on to me chuckles. "A good night. Luckily, I'm feeling generous." "We can either rape you both right here on this concrete, and we'll see if we can scrounge up some condoms or something. Or--" and a cold dread creeps up my spine as I realize the man behind me is smiling, "you can leave, right now. And we'll just fuck your little butch dyke 'boyfriend' raw." I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. God, this can't be happening. I stare desperately at my girlfriend. Despite the situation, I find myself just wanting her to stay, so I won't go through this alone. My girlfriend looks at me, her lip trembling. There's already a bruise around her eye. She looks at the man behind her, then back at me, the expression on her face inscrutable. Then, she squirms out of the man's arms, and bolts into the darkness.
My anguished scream is cut off by the man behind me laughing, tearing at my boxers and shoving them in my mouth, held in place by his left hand as he shoves me up against a wall. He grinds his erection on my ass, groping my tits over my shirt with his right hand, before beginning to fumble with his belt. "Oh well. Guess at least one bitch is better than one." I can hear the leering in his voice as he pulls his cock out of his pants, feeling it flop against my ass. God, he's huge, and thick. He gropes my ass again, before reaching under me to roughly rub my hairy cunt, spreading my folds before slapping my ass. His cock ruts against my cunt for a moment before catching on my hole and shoving in. I cry out in pain through my wet boxers, boxed in on all sides by his weight and thick cock. I can feel the way it's throbbing inside me as he bucks roughly into my cunt.
"God, your tight. Knew you'd have the better cunt. You butches are always whores for it in the end." He grunts, chuckling happily. "'Sides, we didn't have any fuckin' condoms anyways."
He settles into a quick, rough rhythm, grunting in my ear as his balls slap against my cunt. The other men are cackling, and I see a few of them getting their own cocks out. The man fucking me leans in towards my ear. "Guess you don't have a girlfriend anymore, dyke. Don't worry, though, you'll have someone new to keep you company in a few months."