Chapter 9
The Nurse Rapers
Sex was the farthest thing from Marjorie Pruitt's mind as she and her nurse companion, Donna Frisby, walked home after working the night shift at a busy hospital in the San Francisco bay area. It was dark outside, well past eleven o'clock at night. Because they lived only a few short blocks from the hospital and because they walked home together each night neither Donna nor Marjorie ever guess they might become likely candidates for a gang-rape.
Marjorie was by far the more attractive of the two nurses. Marjorie had long sensual curls of soft natural blonde hair, pale blue eyes the color of the sky, combined with dark eyebrows that made her attractive to men. Marjorie noted that she was becoming popular with a few of the young doctors and interns at the hospital. Being shy and somewhat introverted Marjorie felt that helping people who were confined to beds was good therapy for her. Although at 23 she was merely a practical nurse, Marjorie was giving some serious thought to becoming a R.N.
"I feel so virginal when I wear white all of the time ..." Donna laughed. "The truth is that Paul and I are having a hot and heavy affair. He wants to move in with me — Margie! Frankly, if it weren't for the hot scandal it would cause I'd say yes in a minute!"
"Shame on you — Donna!" Margie gasped, in surprise. "I may be old-fashioned but I guess I'll remain a virgin until I get married."
"What do you do for SEX? ..," Donna inquired.
"Aren't you getting a bit too personal?"
"I guess maybe I am . . ."Donna smiled.
Donna turned to enter her apartment which was a full block closer to the busy hospital than Marjorie's small basement apartment.
"Are you sure you don't mind walking the extra block by yourself?" Donna questioned. "If you're afraid you can bunk with me. Of course — you'll have to move over when Paul comes in from his 3 o'clock shift!"
"No thanks ..." Marjorie laughed. "Three in bed is two too many for me!"
Marjorie laughed at Donna's open immorality. Not that she disapproved of Donna's open promiscuity with her steady boyfriend. It was just that she found such a loose attitude an impossible one to adopt herself. Marjorie was whistling as she waved good-night to Donna and rounded the corner to her own apartment. Suddenly Marjorie had the distinct feeling that there was a shadow lurking behind her. Like a flash she felt rough hands about her throat. Suddenly she felt herself loosing her shoes as rough hands dragged her towards a faded brown coupe that obviously belonged to teenagers.
"Gawd—a—-mighty . . . boy! "one rough looking teenager scowled, moving his filthy hand across his slightly bearded face. "Don't she look virginal? Boy — Riley — you hit it right when you suggested 'nurses' for our gang rape! Wait until I get her groovy little can on the beach. I'm going to put so much sand up her damn vagina that she has spasms. One right after the other! There's nothing better than a good sand-fuck!"
Margie was speechless as she felt herself being shoved into the back seat of an old weather beaten coupe. Three of the teenage boys in the back seat couldn't have been over seventeen. All wore faded tee-shirts and tight levi's. Margie noted that the jeans rode down on their hips without belts. She also noted a mess of tattoo's on one of the youth's naked arms.
"Look at the firm boobies under that uniform! ..." Leo, a youth wearing black sandals, laughed. "Damn — a — mighty do them things get to me!"
Margie hurriedly took stock of her situation. She was forced between three teen-aged youths in the back seat of an old car. All the youths smelled of whisky and beer. Up in the front seat two older boys, obviously about nineteen, were laughing and singing. They were passing an unlabelled bottle of whisky back and forth from hand to hand. One youth directed the other down the well-lighted Geary boulevard towards the beach.
"I've always had this wild passion for nurses," Keith giggled. "I remember this old-maid nurse back home used to get the biggest 'bang' out of playing with my pecker! Tried to stick a god-damned thermometer up my urethra one time. She'd pet and pamper me. She was dying to play with my piss-pole. I always exposed myself to her!"
"Did she suck you off? . . ." the older youth inquired.
"Hell — no!" Keith hissed. "I tried to peep up her dress one time. She told my mom. Mom whipped the hell out of me. Ever since then I've hated nurses. I've been really dreaming about raping one for ages. I was always afraid to do it alone — you guys. But with your help-well — I'm not afraid of anything!"
"Cool it baby!" the oldest youth, Mike, shouted from the front seat. "Who said anything about you young studs getting at her? Me and Leo gets first crack! After we loose our speed — man — you guys can come in and keep the peter flowing!"
Margie was horrified. She had never dated men unless she knew beforehand they would not push the sex angle with her. From a small town back East Margie wanted to remain a virgin until she got married. Someday she hoped to wed a doctor. But that was way up there in the far off distant future. Right now Margie was more concerned with her immediate fate.
Margie took a quick look at the jagged scar that ran half way down the left side of Leo's face. She \supposed it was a knife scar. The older youths smelled of perspiration and booze. She noted that Leo was the more muscular and older looking of the two.
Leo turned. He grinned at her. Leo's teeth were broken and pointed, having an almost faded yellow color. Leo was the roughest looking of the boys. His right arm was covered with tattoos of navy anchors and naked women. Leo laughed crudely as he kept rubbing his hand over the rough stubble of a beard on his face.
"Don't be afraid . . . nursie! ..." Leo sniggered. "We'll bring you home once we get finished with you!"
"Yeah — baby ..." Riley, a youth in the back tittered. "We've got no intentions of doing you in or anything like that. We're just four—no — five bored guys. We ain't got no action downtown. Keith here was tellin' us about how he hated nurses. Talked about rapin' them in their nice starched white uniforms. Baby — he gave us ideas about picking up a stray nurse walking home. We got nothing against you personally — in case you tell the police. You just make a perfect target — baby! And you can bet you're going to get banged tonight!"
Mike was enjoying the expression of stark terror written all over Margie's face. Mike had never seen a girl so frightened before. This was not Mike's first experience at rape. No — he had forced his eleven year old sister into an act of sodomy when he was only thirteen. This was just another experience for Mike. But somehow this girl looked more shocked and horrified than all of the others.
"We're not going to carve you up — baby .. ."
Fritz, a tall blond haired youth sitting next to Margie, laughed. "So stop shakin' in your britches. I'm afraid you're going to piss all over my expensive leopard seat-covers!"
Margie could not bring herself to speak. Her face turned a bloodless white — four shades paler than her starched white uniform. Margie noticed the bold stare Fritz was giving her. She noted the way all eyes seemed to be focused between her legs. Margie was terrified. The youths appeared rough and unsavory. They stunk of whiskey and cigarettes. Their jeans gripped their hips so that you could see the outline of their hard cocks inside the tight material of their pants.
"Relax — sugar!" Keith laughed, moving his rough hand towards her stockinged leg. "We're not out to hurt you. Take highway 1 out past Half Moon Bay — Mike. There's a lonely stretch of beach there where no one will bother us."
"Shit — man!" Leo grinned. "I'll be out of the mood by then. You drive by yourself — Mike. You know the way. I'm going into the back seat and inspect the goodies myself!"
Margie wanted to scream and break away as Leo climbed back over the front seat into the rear of the auto. She saw the bold outline of Leo's hard penis as he strained to climb over the seat. Margie felt hot hands on her sheer nylons.
"Let's pull these damned things down a little . . ." Leo grinned, "so that we can get a good look at your legs! God — what nice pale white thighs. I bet you've never even taken a sun-bath in your life!"
"Pl...e..a..s..e ... let me go! . . ." Margie gasped. "I've . . . done . . . nothing . . .to . . .you!"
"Sh . . . shhhhh . . . little . . . baby!" Leo sniggered, licking his lower lip in a sensual bold gesture. "Don't fight me — please baby. Relax and enjoy it. I'm going to be good to you. Honey—am I going to be good to you!"
Leo forced Fritz to slide over. Leo boldly began moving his rough hand up under Margie's uniform. He felt the nurse in white tremble and fight the hot touch of his palm. With a quick gesture Leo ripped the nylons from the garter belt holding them. Leo felt his cock jerk inside her restraining jock shorts as he stared at the cool white flesh of Margie's soft thighs.
"Oh — baby . . . could I love you now!" Leo smiled, suddenly tearing open the front of Margie's white uniform.
Four pairs of curious eyes became riveted on Margie's ripe exposed breasts. Leo tore the uniform wide open. Leo pushed Margie forward so that Fritz could reach his hand down behind her and unfasten her bra. Margie screamed as she felt her breasts falling free from their restraining harness.
"God —what nice tits!" Fritz whistled.
Fritz reached boldly inside the front of her torn dress to caress one of the full lush breasts. Fritz felt his erecting manhood shoot up as he stroked the softness of Margie's breasts. Fritz squeezed the mammary globes gently until he felt the nipple grow firm in his hand.
"What a gawd-damned mouthful ..." Riley chimed, caressing the other exposed breast. "God — I love to suck a tit! I love to feel the nipple harden in my mouth. I love to bit them until the blood pours out of them like warm milk!"
"Owwww — OWWWWWW!" Margie screamed, the moment she felt Riley's tongue and teeth mash down on her breast. She felt the cold teeth biting her aureole. Margie closed her eyes and screamed.
"Hold on — you mother-fucker!" Leo shouted, slapping Riley's face. "Don't damage the goods before I get a chance to inspect them!"
Leo saw that Fritz and Riley were monopolizing the youthful nurse's lush ripe breasts. Leo wanted some satisfaction badly. But there was not enough room in the back seat of the car for a forced rape. Leo saw the pained expression on the nurse's face as she bent her head back to try and scream.
Leo watched Riley biting one breast and Fritz tenderly mouthing the other.
"You'll turn on soon — sugar!" Leo grinned, pushing up the thin material of her starched white uniform.
Leo was surprised to discover clean white panties. Leo smelled the wild fragrant odor between Margie's thighs. He bet his captive nurse used that pussy deodorant advertised on T.V. Feminine hygiene. He was thankful that the thing smelled fresh and antiseptic. Because Leo had in mind doing something pretty damned intimate to the sweet smelling snatch.
"I'm going to warm her up a little before we hit the beach ..." Leo laughed, pulling his tee shirt up to expose his muscular abdomen. "Before it's over with sweetheart you're going to make love to every damn one of us!"
Leo moved down into the floor of the speeding auto on his hands and knees. Leo's heart beat wildly as he stared up between those creamy white thighs. Leo reached out. He grabbed at the white panties. He lifted Margie up long enough to jerk the thin panties down over her thighs.
"Let's get a good look at you — sugar!" Leo moaned, feeling an insistent erection. "I can turn on — zoowie — just looking at the damned thing!"
Leo ripped the panties off Margie. Leo found himself staring into a thick golden brown cunt. The bush was full and thick hiding the pink lips that were the object of his desire. Leo pushed Margie's legs wide apart. Leo moved his head up under the uniform, pinching his thick fingers into the flabby flesh of her ample thighs.
"I like 'em fat in the thighs ..." Leo grinned, reaching his hands to her buttocks.
Leo pulled Margie up to the edge of the seat. Margie's pussy hairs were almost mashed against his lips. Somehow Leo sensed his victim was very shy and inexperienced. This made his pleasure double that which it would have been if he had found her willing. The fact that Margie's white thighs were trembling and shaking as he moved towards the apex of her femininity made him eager and hungry to put his mouth on that hot warm love nest.
"I'm going to suck you OFF — sugar!" Leo grimaced. "Might as well get you warm for it as we near the beach. I know a nice stretch of private sand where no one will bother us! But I want you hot and ready when you get there."
"SUCK HER - baby!" Fritz echoed. "SUCK HER-OFF!"
"Eat it — man!" Riley cheered. "If it's as soft as her tits you're in for a real pleasure!"
Leo moved to bury his mouth in Margie's wiry cunt. Leo thrust his tongue between the pubic lips. Leo thrust his tongue inward, confronting the resistance of pubic hair that met his oral attack.
"Fuck her with your mouth — baby!" Mike shouted, peering through the thick fog as he drove. "Have her HOT and ready when we get there. We can make love to her as the tide rolls in. There's nothing better than a good sand-fuck!"
"Oh — baby!" Leo gasped, driving his tongue deeper.
Margie was frightened. Her hot thighs were spread wide apart. Margie could not glimpse the head working beneath the skirt of her uniform. But she could feel the sharp tongue exploring her pudenda. Margie felt hot lips, a stiff tongue and the frantic sucking sensations as Leo overwhelmed her with an act of oral sex.
"Oh — NOOOOOO!" Margie groaned. She felt Leo shove her thighs farther apart. "Oh —it hurts!"
Leo was biting and nipping at her ripe clitoris with his teeth. He was drawing Margie's tongue-swollen clitoris deep into her mouth. Leo was lashing his tongue-prick back and forth over the nodular little appendage that was the origin of female desire. Leo was experienced at arousing women. He knew that even though Margie fought him tooth and nail that he would have her panting for HOT passionate sex in the end.
"Suck her good!" Riley urged. He sucked the tit harder.
Leo was tenderly mouthing the sweetly scented cunt. He thrust his tongue into Margie's vaginal opening. Leo sucked the entire genitalia into his mouth. Leo sucked hard, probing deeper with his tongue. Leo felt a small thrill of response as the tiny clitoris grew more rigid between his teeth.
Keith was staring at her with cold and naked desire. Since Fritz and Riley were working Margie's breasts Keith had no way of bothering her. Keith's prick was hard and aching between his thighs. In desperation Keith grabbed one of Margie's soft hands. He pulled it towards his body. Keith squeezed those cool resistant fingers around the head of his aching penis.
"Jerk me off —baby!" Keith gasped, crazily. "Do it like that nurse used to do when I was little. Oh, god, baby — jerk it — jiggle it! Gawd — kid—flex my meat-stick!"
Margie did as she was told. Margie was terrified. Her head was pushed back against the back of the seat. Two foul smelling youths were mouthing her tits, sucking and biting them in wild abandon. They smelled like they hadn't had a bath in months. Another youth whom she identified as Leo was moving his mouth between her thighs. Leo was performing a horribly profane act upon her. Though she was a nurse and familiar with all parts of the human anatomy Margie had never considered oral sex a normal act. She was much more surprised when she felt a thrill of sexual response moving through her thighs.
"OHOOOOOO..." Margie groaned. "Oh -noooooo!"
"Jerk me off!!" Keith laughed, crazily. "Jiggle it —sugar!"
Margie squeezed her soft fingers around that angry prick. Margie shook it like a playful dog with a bone. She did not know what she was doing. Margie seldomly masturbated herself. This was her first experience arousing a male.
Margie became more actively aware of the soft mouth working between her thighs. Margie jumped when she felt the playful nip at her clitoris. Margie felt her clitty swell and throb as that tongue lashed and lapped back and forth like some hungry dog sucking for milk. Margie felt her own juices beginning to flow as she felt the sensual thrill of excitement pulse through her body like her own intimate heartbeat.
"OHOOOO ..." Margie groaned, as Leo pulled her further over the edge of the car seat.
Leo moved his mouth and tongue in frantic gestures. Margie felt the dual hands and mouth working her breasts. Coupled with the tongue lapping between her thighs Margie felt the most strangely erotic sensations.
"She's turning on — you guys!" Mike laughed, following the rough highway through an area of dangerous fallen rocks. "Listen to the surf lapping below. Gawd — I'm dying to get my cock in her! I've got my tool out now. I wish one of you guys would come and suck it for me! I hate jerking myself off alone. But — damn it — I've got to do something."
If Margie could have seen in the front seat of the brown coupe she would have seen* Mike, the leader, frantically jerking his own rigid meat-stick with furious fingers. She would have seen the silent jet-spray of semen all over the dash board. Margie heard Mike's heavy sigh of relief all the way in the back seat. She felt herself becoming more aroused each moment.
"OHOOOOOO!" Margie groaned, awesomely. "No — oooooo!"
"Leo's going to suck her off!" Riley grinned. "He's almost got her there!"
Margie began actively mashing her cunt against that mouth and lips. Margie's fingers pulled at Leo's kinky black hair. Margie was moving her hips in frantic jerking motions, thrusting her genitalia against the hot and eager mouth that worked diligently between her thighs.
"Owwwwww . . . ummmmmm!" Margie groaned, helplessly. "Oh - SUCK ME OFF! SUCK ME!"
Leo fought with that thrashing cunt. Leo sucked the clitty long and hard. Leo felt the wet secretions of pure sensual ecstasy. Leo knowingly drove the shy withdrawn nurse over the edge of raw sensual passion with his probing tongue. Leo sucked the juice that exploded with her first orgasm.
Margie stumbled and almost sprained her ankle several times as they led her down a winding path down the cliff to a narrow and isolated stretch of lonely and abandoned beach. Margie had no idea where she was. She could hear the sound of the surf lapping against the shore. She could hear the eternal roar of the tide. She was afraid.
Riley was pulling her roughly by one hand. Keith jerked the other. Fritz was behind her covering any avenue of escape. Margie felt the rough and jagged rocks and sand dollars cutting into her bare feet. Then Margie felt the cool water as she realized they were at the edge of the ocean. Under any other set of circumstances, Margie reflected, she would have loved a night like this. She could hear fog horns blowing across the bay, she could see dim boat lights far out at sea, shifting about with the sway at the tides while held at anchor. But most of all, at this very moment. Marge was overcome with an impending sense of doom.
All of a sudden Margie felt Mike roughly pushing her down into the wet sand. Margie did not have on anything under her torn uniform. Mike tore it from her flesh. Mike stood in front of her, brazenly, with his dark hair curling down over his thick wiry eyebrows. Mike's eyes were a hard brown in color. Margie could see him unleashing that horrible raging penis. In a moment she felt his crude fingers forcing her trembling thighs apart.
"OHOOOOOO ..." Margie screamed, wildly, to the first pressure of a man's cock between her frightened thighs. "I'm a virgin . . .please no!"
"Shut up — bitch!" Mike scowled. He slapped her cheek with force.
Margie felt the angry thrust of hard penis between her thighs. Margie felt the painful entry and the end of her virginity as an angry male cock shot inward, filling her with a dull sense of painful pleasure.
Margie lay helpless as Mike shoved his hand under her icy buttocks. Margie felt herself being further impaled on that cock. Margie felt it pulsating and pounding with masculine life blood. Margie knew fear then as she had never known it before.
"Come on — baby!" Mike jabbered, kissing reluctant lips. "Get with it! Grind with me a little! Damn lazy bitch! I'll get you so HOT you'll come out and beg me for it!"
Margie could feel the rough sand creeping into her vagina along with the pounding penis. Margie felt the thing probing hard and deep like some silent thief. Margie could not fight back. She had to do something. So she tore her fingernails into the sweaty tee-shirt. Margie felt the phallus working inside her. As a woman she felt a fulfilling sense of sexual response. Mike was working hard, moving his root over the nodular clitoris in an effort to arouse her passions.
"Ohoooo — owwww!" Margie groaned. "UMMMMMM -noooooo!"
"Yes — sugar pie! . . ." Mike, grinned, thrusting harder. "Oh — yes — baby! Squeeze it with your cunt! Suck it in! God — squeeze the damn thing — sugar!"
Margie felt that hard prick throbbing inside of her. She wanted to get it over with. Margie began meeting Mike thrust for thrust. She ground her own cunt against the bold intruder buried inside her. Margie forgot she was being raped. She consented with her entire mind and body as the sensations of pleasure drove her almost out of her mind.
"OWWWWW — eeee, baby!" Mike groaned, sucking her lips. COME WITH ME!"
Mike doubled his efforts. His hands pushed upwards from beneath her hot buttocks. Mike felt Margie soaring near her peak. Mike moved his organ in wild impaling gestures.
"OWWWWWW!" Margie screaming, hearing her voice tossed about by the wind. "It's happening . . . again. I'm co . . mi. . . ng!'.
"I'm next..." Leo laughed, forcing Mike aside.
Leo drove his aching phallus into the yielding female flesh. Leo did not feel the resistance he expected. He was sublimely surprised to find Margie allowing him to thrust long and hard into her womb. Margie did not resist. She was too tired to fight. She met Leo thrust for thrust, and abandoned herself on the beach. As Leo pumped her towards another fiery orgasm Margie screamed out in a kind of insane ecstasy.
"OWWWWW-I'mco . . mi . . ng!"
"Owww — baby!" Leo groaned. He pulled out his dwindling penis. "You sure have come. And how!"
Keith jumped on top of Margie next. Keith was rough and grossly inconsiderate as he pumped his gigantic phallus into that yielding flesh. Keith drove hard. Margie groaned. She begged him to be gentle. Keith did not care if she experienced an orgasm with him or not. Keith was aware of his own hot and violent male need. Keith pumped and pounded in an internal rage.
"Damn . . . filthy . . . lying . . . nurse!" Keith scorned, venting hatred. "I'll teach you . . .and your kind ... to play games . . . with me!"
Margie sensed that Keith was reliving some kind of childhood trauma. That he was becoming insane and infantile as he pumped his angry phallus into her. Margie did not respond to the angry seed spilled inside of her.
"Don't kill her - baby!" Leo jeered.
Riley was next. Margie was thankful that he was kinder in his approach. Riley sucked her lips, fondled her breasts and tried to warm her up first. Riley nudged his rigid cock to her warm moist hole. Riley pushed the thighs apart and whispered tender words as he moved inside . . . deeper . . . deeper . . . deeper.
"Owwwww . . . ummmmm!" Margie groaned.
Margie was too frightened to worry about not becoming pregnant. She resisted a moment. Then when the sharp waves of passion became too intense she dug her fingernails into Riley's soft flesh. Margie moved her hot body beneath his hard sensual flesh.
"Oh - DO IT!" Margie gasped. "OWWW-now- NOW!"
Riley released his sperm. He made way for Fritz. Fritz was more compassionate and slow to arouse her to another spasmodic peak of passion. Margie's desires seemed to match Fritz's. She climbed towards her peak with him — no longer afraid. Conscious only of the deep pleasure growing inside of her like a fetus. Margie came when Fritz climaxed. She lay on the beach panting as five pairs of hot lips moved over every "inch of her body.
"You may have a few noticeable passion bites ..." Mike giggled. He nipped her abdominal flesh. "But I hope we've made this an experience you won't forget!"
Margie felt the five turgid youths repeatedly raping her over and over again. She did not fight even though the tide was coming in around her and covering them with salty spray. It made a burning sensation in her cunt. Margie lay there panting hungrily as five youths repeatedly raped her over and over again. Now she vaguely understood the taw passion that drove Donna over the edge of morality. She was no longer a virgin. And she would no longer fear sex ever again.
Margie was totally exhausted when the youths got done with her. She felt herself being turned over on her belly then. She felt a throbbing penis being shot into her ass-hole. She almost fainted when the pain became so overwhelming. But after what seemed an eternity the sharp pain became violent waves of pleasure.
Leo was the last to assault her. Margie felt herself shoved down on her hands and knees doggie-fashioned. Leo alternately pumped his hard phallus into her vagina and her anus. He stroked first in one hole and then changed for the other. Margie cried out with the most exquisite pleasure she could muster. Her voice howled through parched lips like a wild animal baying at the full moon. She knew the pleasures of wild animal sex. The passion lust that was more animal than human. She did not feel a sense of shame as Leo pumped and pounded her towards her final orgasm.
"We'd better get her back home—you guys! .. ." Keith laughed, cruelly. "Someone might miss her!"
In the back seat of the speeding auto Margie was forced to lie naked. Four boys put their hot months on her flesh. Two youths sucked her nipples. Leo was still overtly mouthing her cunt as they approached the bright lights of the boulevard. Then all four boys in the back seat forced her into her torn and dirty uniform.
Margie was wet and soiled from their potent secretions. She felt sickened and defiled as she realized she was only blocks from her apartment. The youths told her to keep her mouth shut and forget about the rape incident. They thanked her with bold jeers for the pleasure she had brought them.
"See — bitch — we didn't hurt you . . . !" Keith scowled. "Now go and get yourself laid. Maybe we've taught you what you've been missing all of these long years!"
Margie never tried to glimpse the license plate as the boys sped down the highway. She did not want to report the incident. She didn't want public humiliation or to have to go down to headquarters to try and identify the youths if she were fortunate enough to have them picked up. They had not harmed her physically. Mentally Margie felt raped, ravaged and defiled. She felt the dull ache between her thighs as she climbed the steps and dug into her torn overstuffed purse for her apartment door key.
Margie tore off her clothes with angry hatred. She ran to the shower to wipe the abuse from her body. Margie soaped and lathered every inch of her aching flesh. Then she douched. Margie had the sickening sensation that she might very well become pregnant from the gang-rape event.
That month Margie missed her period. She felt herself being further pushed over the raw edge of panic. She began thinking of an abortion. But she could not afford one and she did not know how to make connections. In utter desperation Margie began answering the loud mating call that one young intern had been making towards her. Only a doctor could help her now, Margie knew.
Margie dated Maynard Gilroy several times. She allowed Maynard to come to her apartment to woo her. She made sure he used no protection and swore she knew how to use the rhythm method. Maynard was uneasy but he followed her advice. She hated playing the part of the hot harlot who loved sex without any restraining condom. Next month, after they had repeatedly copulated, she tearfully informed Maynard she was pregnant.
Maynard was stunned. But he believed her. Maynard hurriedly phoned a guy who performed abortions and made the arrangements. He told Margie he would have liked to have married her. But that it would ruin his career.
After the horrible act was over and her wounds had healed Margie knew that she needed help. She had had herself fitted with a diaphragm to protect herself because of the wild desire-she found pulsating through her flesh. Margie felt her passions conflicting with the ancient codes of morality her parents had taught her.
On the long and lonely weekends Margie combed dingy bars alone, hunting in angry dives to find someone to pick her up for a wild sensual thrill. Margie slipped into the quagmire of sexual depravity only to sober up Sunday night to be overcome by violent pangs of guilt.
Then, and only then, when the guilt became unbearably insistent, along with her passion, did Margie realize that she desperately needed help. Only then did she find the strength to reach out and seek help.
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
Margie was a distraught and upset young woman when she consulted me. She cried as she told me the intimate details of the gang-rape event. She wept as she told me how she later responded with wild passion. Margie shrugged her shoulders and confessed to even more infamous sexual crimes as she went through bars and taverns seeking men to take her to their dirty apartments for further incidents of depravity.
"I didn't realize how urgently important sex could be to some people ..." Margie gasped, "until those boys made me aware of my own hidden, but powerful, urges. When I found myself suddenly pregnant I used Maynard the way I had been used. He paid for my abortion. Then we broke up. Since then I've outfitted myself with a diaphragm. I'm on the pill too! I want sex desperately. But afterwards, doctor, the guilt is enough to drive me out of my mind!"
Margie is suffering the after-effects of a traumatic gang rape. Being overcome with guilt because of her abortion she seeks solace in further sensual debaucheries. The problem seems to be to try to relieve the guilt and repair whatever physiological and psychological damage that may have been done by the violent rape incident.
There is no doubt that the violent rape incident has caused lasting and permanent damage to Margie's highly impressionable psyche. Before Margie was a clean and wholesome girl who dreamed of giving her virginity away to a happy husband. Now, violated, the victim of gang rape and a savage and cruel abortion, Margie finds her life-style and desires drastically changed. Many women in the same position have contemplated suicide but Marjorie was smart enough to realize that she needed psychiatric advice.
Fortunately Margie came to me in time to receive help. I believe she may be undergoing analysis and perhaps hypno-therapy for some time to come. But there is hope for a better way of life. And the end of guilt. Basically Margie is the same pure wholesome girl she was before the gang rape incident.
It is true in most cases of gang rape that the rapists never really realize the far-reaching harmful psychological effect of their passions.
In most cases the rapists are out to prove their masculinity to themselves as well as to others. It is as if they are essentially unsure of themselves and psychologically compelled to prove over and over again, through repeated crimes of rape, that they are men.
As author Dalton Edwards notes in FREAKED OUT . . .
"In anything the adults can do, the erotically precocious teenager tries to outstrip him. There is no fact of normal, abnormal, deviant or depraved sexual behavior that has not been explored and indulged in with a vengeance by the member's of today's teenage sexual revolution."
It is unfortunate that the victims of teenage rape are innocent young females who find their lives drastically changed afterwards. Either the girls who are raped are later terrified of sex or else they feel the thrill of response and become eager to repeat the incident. Often the guilt afterwards becomes enough to drive them over the brink of madness.
Most victims of gang rape later seek psychiatric help. Some find the event so shocking they can only recall specific details while under truth serums or hypnosis.
Whatever conclusion the reader may wish to draw, the truth is that 'gang rape' is not a happening easy to forget. Often the damage lingers on for years and is never to be forgotten.