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    Brook sucked for air, finally drew a breath, and groaned. Pulling up onto his knees, Jase reached for the waistband of her pants. Brook got a foot up and kicked, leaving a bloody gouge across his abdomen.
    “Fuck! You stupid cunt.” Jase struck her in the face with his fist, and her senses reeled.
    “Ah fuck, dude!” Pete protested. “Did you have to hit her so hard?”
    Jase, breathing hard, stared down at Brook. “I barely tapped her.” He turned and yelled at Benny and Pete. “Make yourselves useful. Get those damn shoes off this bitch and one of you hold her arms, or I
am
gonna beat the shit outta her.”
    Glad to participate, both men dropped eagerly to the mattress. Benny grabbed the shoes from her feet, running his hands over her legs. He rubbed the bottom of Brook’s foot against the hardness of his crotch, but quit when she regained some of her senses and kicked.
    Pete wrestled Brook’s arms over her head and captured both of her hands in one of his. Leaning forward, he tweaked her bruised nipples with his free hand, pinching and pulling on them. Gasping, Brook tried to pull her arms free, but Pete merely tightened his hold.
    Jase ripped off her pants, with Benny helping free her legs from the torn fabric. He flung them across the room and then made short work of her panties. Reaching for his fly, his dark eyes glinted with anticipation.
    In the next room, the banging ceased. Apparently, Gina had reached the point her anger overcame her fear of Jase. She flung the bedroom door open and took in the scene in a glance. Her face flushed bright red. “Pete!” she cried. “What the hell are you doing? Get your hands off that bitch, you two-timing sack of shit!”
    “Help me! Oh god, please help me!” Brook begged Gina.
     “Get the hell outta here, bitch!” Jase growled at Gina. “Now!”
    Pete looked more confused than guilty. “What’s the matter, Gina? You don’t need to worry, baby. I love you and only you; this is just a little bit of fun. Go wait in the other room for me, sweetie. This won’t take long.”
    Gina stood with her fists clenched at her sides and glared at the group. Pete’s face turned hard. “Go on, I mean it, now. This ain’t your concern.”
    “No, don’t go,” Brook screamed. “You have to help me; you have to get me out of here!” Gina refused to look at her, fixing her gaze instead on Pete.
    “Fuck you, Pete! I hate you! I hate you all!” Gina slammed the door and stomped away. Pete turned his attention back to the fun at hand. He watched as Jase positioned himself to enter the woman.
    “No,” Brook whimpered as Jase slammed into her, holding nothing back, almost as if he hated her. He tore her tender flesh, ripping her as he entered without lubrication. Brook screamed in agony, arching her back, attempting to throw this unwanted burden from her. But, Jase’s weight held her in place.
    Benny ran his hands up and down, caressing Brook’s leg. “How’s it feel, dude? How’s it feel? Is it good?” Jase ignored him and looked down at Brook.
    “You like my rod, don’t you, you rich bitch? It’s a hard rod, a big rod. A hot rod." Panting, he finally finished and collapsed on top of her. His face shone with perspiration and the patchouli scent grew stronger, overwhelming. Brook choked on the smell.
    Jase didn’t lie there long before he was prodded by Benny. “Come on, man, it's my turn. Move your ass.”
     “Have at it!” Jase smirked as he stood. Using a corner of the sheet, he wiped blood from his genitals and zipped up his pants. He then began to encourage Benny. “Crawl on up in there, dude. Drive it home! Stick it to her, man.”
    Benny acted on Jase’s coaching with enthusiasm as Brook lay inert under the assault. “Clark,” she whispered. “Where are you, Clark? Help me. I need you.” But Benny didn't hear her; he gripped her shoulders and used them for leverage as he heaved on top of her. Turning her eyes to the corner of the room,