I hear a beat....How sweet.
Just to register emotion, jealousy - devotion,
And really feel the part.
I could stay young and chipper and I'd lock it with a zipper, If I only had a heart.
Jasmine sighed as she vaguely watched The Wizard of Oz on her tv. Like the Tin Man, she too longed for a heart. A heart that paid attention to her. Loved her. Someone to notice her.
"I wish I had a heart too" she sighed. "Or something filling this gaping hole inside mine."
After the movie ended, Jasmine scrolled through Facebook. An add for a dating service popped up in her feed. Annoyed, Jasmine started to scroll past until she noticed it was not an online dating service. Intrigued, Jasmine decided to tap on the add. She quickly felt like it was a good choice to have done so, as the service called Heart's Desire explained the method pretty well. A customer would go to the address of the dating service and make a video introducing him or herself. The customer would explain what kind of partner he or she wanted. Then, the dating service would match people up. From there customers would meet each other at the address of the dating service for a safe no risk meet up. What happened next was up to each individual.
"Might as well try it" she said aloud.
****
The address of the dating service looked like a refurbished hotel. It looked pretty ordinary. Jasmine took a deep breath to collect herself and entered. A man with a handlebar mustache greeted her.
"Hello! Welcome to Heart's Desire. How can I help you today?"
"I saw an add on Facebook and want to try this" Jasmine nervously answered.
The man clapped his hands "Wonderful! Please follow me and we'll get started on your introduction video."
Jasmine followed the man with the handlebar mustache to a nice looking room. A couch was in the room facing away from the door with a camera in front of the couch.
"Have a seat on the couch and we'll get you set up."
"Ok"
"So what we'll do now is practice before I turn on the camera so that we can figure out what best works for you. Some people like to answer a list of questions. Other people like to just talk about themselves. There's no wrong way to do it, just be yourself!"
"I think I'll just talk about myself" Jasmine replied.
"Great! Practice what you want to say and do then let me know when you're ready to record."
"Hello" Jasmine gave a little wave to the camera "I'm Jasmine and I just want to find love. Sometimes when I lie awake at night I wish for someone to notice me...Ugh...that sounded stupid..."
"Everyone is awkward in front of the camera. You'll do fine."
Jasmine shivered. Something in the atmosphere of the room changed. She had this odd feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"Ok I'll try it again" Jasmine said. As soon as she finished speaking she heard a strange noise that she couldn't quite place. It sounded familiar, like someone opening and closing a door softly. Jasmine thought it was just her nerves getting to her.
"Hello there. I'm Jasmine and I just wish I had someone's heart to love. Or something filling this gaping hole inside mine." Jasmine was about to slap herself again for saying something without thinking about it, but another sound made her even more nervous. Footsteps? Soft ones?
Jasmine opened her mouth and said "Hi" real quick. She heard more noises that quickly ceased. What in the world was going on? The hairs on the back of Jasmine's neck stood up. The feeling in her stomach got even worse.
"Hey I think I'm not going to do this right now. Something seems off..." Jasmine was about to stand when suddenly a sac was thrown over her head. Before Jasmine could react, the sac was around her neck and tied tightly to where she couldn't see anything. She was still able to breathe. Jasmine screamed into the bag. The whole thing was a trap!
Jasmine felt them rush against her body quickly. Hands. One pair of hands held her left wrist high above her. Another pair of hands held her right. She tried her best to desperately break free of the hands, but they held onto her strong. Her right foot kicked out blindly. Jasmine didn't hit anything other than air. After her kick she felt hands holding onto her ankle. So many more hands groped her entire body. More hands than she could count.
Before she knew it, her blouse and bra ripped away from her body. Jasmine's large breasts were totally exposed. She screamed as loud as she could. Fingers and hands violated all over her bosom. Something pinched both nipples hard. Jasmine screamed in pain. Her legs were forced upward toward her upper body. She felt her skirt being tugged away from her. Then her panties were ripped away from her body. Jasmine's pussy was exposed to the world for all to see.
Suddenly the bag over her head disappeared. Jasmine blinked in surprise and screamed. She saw several naked men and even a naked woman too. Just as sudden, someone wrapped a cloth around her eyes so she couldn't see. Laughter. Jasmine heard laughter now. She could hear all of the men degrade her. They told her she was a slut. A cum dumpster. Property. Hands slapped all over her body hard, causing Jasmine to scream in pain. A cock violated her mouth while another cock invaded her pussy. She felt more slaps all over her naked body as her pussy was roughly fucked without mercy. The cock in her mouth was huge. Jasmine could barely breathe. Muffled glugs of protest and pain erupted from her lips.
More laughter. Moans of pleasure. Jeers. Slaps. Pain. Unwanted pleasure. Jasmine felt all of it. She couldn't breathe. Couldn't scream. Couldn't even struggle. Suddenly the cock in her mouth throbbed and filled her throat with a disgusting, slimy, salty taste. Jasmine coughed and gagged. The cock left her mouth. Jasmine continued to cough and tried to spit out the disgusting seed, but she had already swallowed most of it. Before she could even recover to have a chance to scream, another cock entered Jasmine's mouth. The cock that was inside her womanhood throbbed. Jasmine felt her cunt fill up with warm, sticky sperm and felt utterly disgusted. She could hear moans of pleasure all around her and felt warm fluids being sprayed all over her body. They were marking as much of her body with cum as possible. Jasmine had never felt so dirty before.
The cocks left her mouth and pussy. Hands moved Jasmine to where she was now laying on the couch. Her arms were held above her head by someone, or maybe two people. Jasmine didn't know. More hands held her ankles, leaving her pussy and asshole totally exposed. She felt another cock brush against her ass. Screams of utter pain and torment erupted from Jasmine's lips as the cock roughly penetrated her ass without mercy. All Jasmine could do was scream as the cock continued to roughly fuck her tight asshole. After what seemed like forever she felt warm juices spew all inside her.
As soon as the cock left Jasmine's ass, hands roughly lifted her off the couch. Jasmine desperately tried her best to free her arms and legs, but she was held too tightly by multiple people. The world spun as she was roughly carried for a little while. Jasmine screamed the entire way. She begged for them to let her go and begged for the torment to stop. Eventually, Jasmine felt like her body was roughly placed on a bed. She could feel the bedsheet underneath her. Hands roughly pinned Jasmine's arms above her head. More hands pinned her ankles down with her legs spread wide. Someone slapped her face.
"Listen up slut," a female voice said "you're going to suck my nipple. You bite down hard and I'll squeeze your nipples so hard that you'll feel like they are about to fall off."
Jasmine soon felt the woman's nipple against her lips. She did what was commanded of her. The woman made a few moans of pleasure. Someone was rubbing Jasmine's womanhood as this was happening. More hands were slapping her breasts hard. Jasmine tried her best to not bite the nipple.
"Good job slut. Now eat my pussy."
She felt the weight of someone sitting on her head. Jasmine could barely breathe. As Jasmine's tongue entered the woman's pussy, the fingers rubbing Jasmine's womanhood went deep inside. Her cunt filled with more unwanted pleasure. Jasmine continued to lick and eat the pussy until juices exploded from it into her mouth. The pussy left her mouth and Jasmine was finally able to get a breath of fresh air. The fresh air didn't last long. Someone's cock invaded her mouth again, causing Jasmine to gag. Another cock entered her pussy. Hands groped all over her body. Her nipples were flicked and pinched.
Jasmine's abuse of her mouth, pussy, asshole, and entire body continued for what felt like hours. Every time a cock dumped it's load in her pussy and left it, another one would enter her ass. Each time a cock left her ass, another would enter her pussy. And every time a cock coated her throat with juices, another cock took it's place. At random times the woman would command Jasmine to suck on her nipple or eat her pussy again. The torment and abuse was utterly relentless.
After a long while, Jasmine felt her arms and ankles become free of the hands that held her. There was no further need to hold Jasmine down. She had absolutely zero energy to do anything other than lay there and take the abuse given to her. Her asshole was raw and in constant pain. Her pussy was aching and throbbing. Every part of her body hurt because hands kept slapping her everywhere possible. Eventually, she heard a familiar voice. The man with the handlebar mustache. She still couldn't see because of the blindfold, but knew it was him.
"Juicy Jasmine. You wanted something to fill up your gaping holes."
Jasmine hadn't even noticed that a cock wasn't inside her mouth, pussy, or asshole any longer. The man's voice made her realize that everything, including the laughter and humiliating jeers stopped.
"If you tell anyone what happened to you, we will just say that you came to us willingly and it was all with your consent. After all, I do have it on video that you wished for something to fill in your holes!" Jasmine heard booming laughter echo all around her. Suddenly her eyes were blinded by the cloth over her eyes being lifted. She could only see the man with the handlebar moustache. Everyone else had left. The man pointed to a door on the other side of the room.
"That door leads to a bathroom and some clothing for you. You have one hour to shower and get dressed. Once you have finished you will exit out the other door in the bathroom. It will take you outside where you will find your car waiting for you. If you are still here after the hour is up, then we will assume that you want this and have more fun with you. If you tell anyone what happened here we will find you and make you our human slave. Understand?"
Jasmine stared at the man in shock. She managed to squeak out a "yes" to the man.
"Remember" the man said "One hour to leave. Don't tell anyone." The man left Jasmine laying on the bed, a broken shell of a person who once had high hopes to find love. Now all Jasmine wanted was to crawl in a hole somewhere and disappear from the world.
