As we pull unto the parking lot of the liwure store I take a moment and look at the shop as we pass by. I’ve heard of this place; they sell booze to anyone who has the cash, regardless of if they’re of legal age or not; and I’ve been told the owner is a real jerk too. Turing off the car I feel Alex grab a fistful of my hair and yank it so he can slip something around my neck. “this is a remote shock collar. Get to far away from the receiver and you get zapped with a few hundred volts. Got it bitch?” I nod and he lets go f my hair. “don't come back without the booze.” I glare at him for a moment as I climb out of the car. Walking up to the store I stop as I look at the place. the windows are dark and dusty, the paint is peeling, there a homeless man camped out not far from the door. But I can't let any of this bother me. I gather my courage and go into the store. It reeks of cigarette smoke and booze. Nervously I walk up the counter and ring a small dusty bell. 
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I watch as the owner a gruff goat comes out of the back of the shop and glares at me. “da fuck ya wan?” I fidget from side to side, as I speak. “I would like to buy some…….um……..beer.” the goat glares down at me for a moment before speaking. “get da fuck outa my shop girly. This is no place for your fuggin sissy drinks.” My heart skips a beat as I think about what Alex will do to me if I show up without any beer. “please sir……I need it for a party. I have cash see?” I reach into my pocket and pull out the wad of cash Alex’s parents gave me before I they left. The goat eyes the cash for a second before looking back at me. “I could get inta a lot a trouble for selling to you.” I watch his eyes run down my body. I know what he’s thinking. After a moment he speaks. “tell ya wha, I’ll sell you some beer for say……$50.” Its my turn to glare at him. “the price tags say $15.” The goat glares at me even more. “Blame the economy, now it’s $75.” I groan. “$100.” I shake my head, “fine, fine. Here’s your cash.” I throw the money on the counter. “can I have the beer now?” the goat grins evilly at me, showing his hideous teeth. “not yet girly, ders da matter of my fee.” I stare dumbfounded at him. “I just paid you.” 
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the goat grins again and takes a step towards me. “that was for the beer, this is so I don't call the cops on you.” I watch as he steps out from behind the counter and drops himself into a small chair, next to it. “now get over here, get on yer knees and start putting dat mouth of your ta work. Or I call the cops right now.” I don't move a muscle. The goat growls at me. “ya aint getting da booze till I get sucked.” I sigh as I resign myself to this fate. As I get to my knees the goat unzips his pants and drops them. his cock smells awful and I gag and cough as I forced it down my throat. I can hear him moaning and groaning as I do my best to blow him while avoiding touching his cock with my tongue. Luckily he doesn’t last long. I feel him grip the back of my hair and force my head all the way as his load blows into my throat. The moment he lets go I straighten up and glare down at him. “give me the beer.” He glares back at me for a moment. “ya could be nicer. I’ doin ya a favor.” I don't respond, just continue to glare at him as he pulls up his pants and goes back behind the counter to get the beer I just bought. I watch as he sets 3 packs of 6 on the counter. “now get da fuck out…….unless you wanna pay another fee.” 
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Carrying the beer is a bit difficult but I manage to carry one in each hand and the last one under my arm. Loading them into the car I look at Alex who smiles at me as I climb into the driver seat. “now follow these direction.” He pushes a scrap of paper into my hands with directions on them. 
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A short while later we’re driving through a suburb. On either side of my houses, nearly identical yards and picket fences line my view. Turning left I come to a stop in front of the address on the slip of paper. From our spot on the street I can hear loud music and the sounds of a party going on. “honk the horn.” I do as I’m told; even though I’m the one who pushed the horn my nerves are so frazzled that I flinch as the loud tone echoes through the air. A moment later the garage door slowly creeks open. I don't even have to be told to drive in, as I do so I cannot help but feel a pool of dread settle into my stomach. The garage door closes behind us and I turn off the car. A moment later the side door to the house opens and a wolf stepped out. “get out of the car.” Sighing I again resign myself to my fate and got out of the car. For a moment the wolf just looked at her; then grinned. “she’s hot. She’ll make for a fun time tonight.” I don't move instead I hear Alex get out of the car and chuckle. “yep. She’s all yours. Just remember my rules.” The wolf nods. “I know I know. no cumming inside her cunt.” A second later I flinch and yelp as I feel his paws grab hold of my shirt and pull so hard that the fabric rips and tears leaving me in only my bra. A second later the wolf grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks me to my knees. 
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“now understand this cunt. You’re our parties entertainment for the night. So try to look like you’re having a good time. Cause you’re not leaving until tomorrow. Now take off your pants and take our beer into the party.” I feel him let go of my hair and I begrudgingly remove my pants. The wolf snatches them from me and throws them into some dusty corner of the garage. “get moving cunt.” I don't speak instead I go into the back seat of the car and grab the cases of booze I had bought with my ‘well earned’ money. As I pass by the wolf; this time carrying the booze I feel him smack my ass. “gunna have fun using you like a condom girl.” I resist the urge to cry and instead carry the booze through the door and into the house. Instantly the sound of blasting loud music assaults my ears. All around me boys and drinking, fighting, or laughing. As I pass by them several of them smack or grab my ass. I do my best to ignore them and instead make my way to the kitchen. It’s there that I come upon a site that despite everything that has happened to me, disturbs me. I’m not the only girl at the party; there are 2 others, a young panda, and a gecko. Both have their hands tied and are bent over on their knees. The panda looks to be unconscious; but that doesn’t stop the shark behind her from pumping his cock in and out of her pussy. The gecko has tears in her eyes, as a large ram lines up his cock with her mouth; which is being held open by a metal ring. 
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For a moment I thought she was going to give him a blowjob. But what happens next is even worse. I watch disgusted as I a stream of yellow piss leaves the ram’s cock and into the gecko’s mouth. I hear the ram say. “now be a good girl and swallow every drop of Uncle Vinny’s piss.” Now I really have to fight back the tears. I can only pray they don't use me in such a way. I set the beer down and almost instantly afterwards I feel hands on my hips. “a fresh cunt to fuck; thank god, the panda bitch went all loose after the first hour. I yelp as my head is pushed down against the counter in front of me as I feel someone grab my underwear and rip it off my body. A second later I have to bite my lip as I feel a cock forced into my pussy; which is very sore from yesterday’s abuse. Being drunk must shorten a man’s ability to fuck, cause the guy raping my only lasts about 5 minutes before he pulls out and staggers away. for a moment I remain hunched over the counter. This is what I’m going to have to live through; I’m nothing more than these buy’s play thing until Alex comes back and gets me. but my moment of respite is cut short as I feel the wofl from before again grab my hair. “DID I SAY YOU COULD REST CUNT!?” I go to speak but stagger as the wolf slapps me across the face. “DON'T YOU FUCKING USE YOUR MOUTH UNLESS IT’S TO PLEASURE ONE OF US. GOT IT?” I nod. The wolf grins. 
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“good. Now make sure everyone here gets a fresh beer.” He pushes me away and I stagger into the wall before getting to my feet. Shaking I grab a handful of beers and start handing them out ot the party goers. It becomes I kind of gauntlet for me. everyone who accepts a beer also has to fuck me; it’s some kind of fucked up party game. But it’s at this time I notice something. The men are following Alex’s rule; after each one of them fucks me they pull of their condoms. But they don't throw them away. Instead they toss them into a large box in the middle of the room. Vaguely the feeling of dread deepens. But I have no time to think on it as another man will grab me take a beer and jam him cock into me. By the time the beer I‘ve been carrying is gone, I’ve been fucked 14 times. I stagger back to the kitchen and do my best not to collapse on the floor. The shark from before is gone, now it a badger who’s raping the unconscious panda. But the gecko is in her own version of hell right now. While I was away she seems to have thrown up. The wolf from before is furious with her, I watch horrified as he forced her head down into the puddle of vomit in front of her. “CLEAN IT UP YOU CUNT! LICK UP EVERY DROP!” I tremble in fear as the wolf turns and sees me. “GET OVER HERE CUNT.” 
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I do as I’m told and a second later the wolf pushes me to my knees. For a horrifying second I think he’s gunna push my face into the gecko’s vomit; but he doesn’t. Instead he forces his cock down my throat and begins to roughly fuck my face. The whole time he’s shouting insults at the gecko; I can hear her making slurping and retching sounds as she does as she’s told and lick up her own vomit. By the time I feel the wolf’s cum leak down my throat the puddle of vomit is half the size it was when I got there; this alone is enough to make me want to throw up. But I manage to fight back that feeling, out of fear that I’d be forced to clean it up too. The wolf grabs me and pushes me away. “now get your scank ass out into the party and mingle. DID I SAY YOU COULD STOP CLEANING YOUR MESS YOU SCALY CUNT?!” I flinch as I hear a loud smacking sound echo behind me. I’m in hell; and the only way to survive is to endure anything and everything these men put me through.