They then continued to chain me to both sides of the pathway where the horse stalls were.
Pete grabbed my hair and pulled me towards the middle of the pathway and Hank put a collar on me. Then they tore off my bra and panties and I was completely naked and at the mercy of three lightly mentally handicapped males of about 25 years old. I screamed at them to stop, but they just laughed and threw my ripped dress behind them. The answer came immediately as Pete grabbed me, and Hank and Billy started ripping off my dress.
“Shit, now what”, was what went through my head. I looked behind me and saw that Hank and Billy were standing there in front of the closed door. As soon as we entered the stables I heard the door slam shut behind me and Pete turned around with that smirk on his face that I’d seen so often before and that said that what he’d really like to do is rip my clothes off and fuck me. Of course I immediately got up and followed him to the stables. I was quietly reading a magazine in the living room, when suddenly Pete, one of our clients rushed in shouting that something was wrong with one of the horses. I am a 20 year old well shaped girl, long blond hair and people tell me I’m real pretty. I was working the nightshift at the social care farm where I’d been working for the past year.
