College Job

Baseball season was finally here and I was ecstatic. I had been waiting for the season to start and it finally did. All day long at practice I was on a baseball high and I couldn’t come off it till I was in the locker rooms. Throughout practice, the coach made us run laps, whenever anyone messed up or do push ups when nobody caught the ball; he was the strictest coach that I ever had. When he had me out in the field he had the team change positions every fifteen minutes so he could see who was good or who just sucked. At the end, he told us that he would post the results outside his office by Friday. I couldn’t wait till then and a new high rushed over me.

I was so sore from practice today, but I didn’t notice my aches and pains till I got in the locker room and had to sit down for a while before I could move again-which took about thirty minutes. Once I was able to move, I went to my locker and started undressing, it took me a while as I peeled off my uniform and wrapped a towel around my waist and headed towards the showers. Most of the team was at the lockers getting changed back into their street cloths so I had the whole shower to myself, just the way I liked it. I threw the towel I had around my waist off me and turned the water all the way to hot and started rinsing my body off of the filth and grime that I picked up out on the field. I groaned as the steamy hot water ran down my sore body and I picked up my soap and lathered myself up with it, getting my cock and ass real good and started stroking myself a few times before washing off the suds. When I got out of the shower I saw my all my team waiting for me, but from the look on their face’s it didn’t look like they were happy to see me.

“Hi guys.” I said nervously, rubbing my hair dry with an extra towel. “Hey, what are you doing?” I shouted as two of my teammates grabbed my arms and I struggled to break free but their grasp was too tight on me and they forced me down onto the bench and handcuffed me to the pole that held the bench in place. “WHAT THE FUCK!” I cried, looking up at my teammates with a terrified look on my face, I struggled to get free but it was no use and I gasped as the cold wind swept across my lower body and I turned to see that my teammates had pulled my towel off my waist and were all laughing at me. “Why are you doing this?” I cried. I saw one of the guys had a baseball bat and he started playing with it in his hands.

“We know what you are, Skylar.” Jimmy said, he was a junior at the school and had the fastest fast ball in all the state. He laughed at me and pressed the bat up against my ass and I started to sob as I knew what they were going to do to me and I gasped out as he slowly started pushing the bat into my hole. “And we all think that you shouldn’t play on this team…fagot!” He didn’t push the bat all the way into my ass; instead he brought it out of my ass and brought it down hard, hitting me with it. I let out a loud painful scream and they quickly shut me up by placing a ball gag in my mouth, tightening it hard around my head so it was cutting off part of my circulation.

Jimmy and the other boys around me started laughing at me as Jimmy started hitting me harder with the bat, turning my ass bright red and it started to bleed. There was nothing that I could do but to scream though the gag for help but Thomas, the catcher on the team and a senior came and shut me up by smacking my across the face. “How do you like that now, Bitch!” he called, hitting me across the face again and again, making my nose bleed. Tears blurred my vision as Jimmy continued to hit my ass with the wooden bat and Thomas started hitting my upper back and shoulders, causing bruising and the rest of the team to join in with torturing me. Three other boys joined in with hitting my back and shoulders as another went to go get something from his locker and came back with a multiple lash whip and a penis pump which they put to use right away and started whipping me hard while they hit me.

I gasped when I felt the penis pump slip onto my limp cock and one of the guys started squeezing the pump, pulling my cock with each squeeze. “Dude this is so disgusting and fucked up.” I heard the guy who was squeezing say and everyone except for me laugh.

I could tell Jimmy was tired of hitting me by the way the hits were coming rather slow and not as painful so he changed it up a bit and told two of his friends to spread my ass and I felt my ass being spread and I started to hear a humming sound. I turned around, only to have my face punched again but I could see where the humming was coming from and I saw a small little vibrator that looked like a big pill. I groaned as Jimmy slowly pushed the vibrating pill into my ass and I placed my head down and sobbed, hiding my moan as Jimmy increased the vibration and Thomas grabbed a fist full of wet hair and raised my head, hitting my cheek and causing the other side of my nose to bleed. I gasped and raised my head as Jimmy finally pushed the top of the baseball bat into my ass and pushed it till it couldn’t go any farther up, but the shortstop of the team, Will, thought that it could go up father and he pushed the rest of the bat with his foot and pushed the bat all the way into my ass. I screamed out as the bat pushed though my ass and though my intestines and into my stomach. My sobs got louder and I started sobbing hysterically as the team stared hitting me harder and they pulled the pump off my cock.

Everyone laughed as they looked down at my cock and found it erect and they replaced the pump with a small rod and started pushing it into my urethra, pushing it till it was all the way in with no way of getting it out. I was being abused and tortured; as I was lying on the bench being tortured I thought back towards Psymon’s abuse and realized that I would rather be going though that pain and humiliation that he gave to me then what my teammates were doing to me. Both my holes were now filled with objects, my back and ass were now bleeding out of every pore I had and my face was now refigured, there wasn’t nothing that they could do to me now, I thought. But I was wrong. Jimmy took up another bat and used my ass as batting practice again and I didn’t care anymore and I lifted my head so that they could punch me some more and kill me. They left my face alone though and started attacking my cock, using a thin bamboo stick to smack my cock with, making it twitch and turn red with each hit. I gasped out once that they were finished hitting my cock and pushed the tip of the stick into my urethra and pushing the rod that was already in there in further.

I didn’t know how long they had tortured me, but I didn’t care anymore. I had lost hope and I just wanted to die on the spot. I started to say good-bye to my friends and family and closed my eyes.

“Don’t you dare pass out!” Thomas screamed in my ear, taking another fist full of my hair, which was now dry, and punching me across my face. He actually missed my face and got my temple, making my brain rattle and spin. He laughed and spit on me, removing the ball gag and straddling the bench in front of me. “Suck it!” he yelled and he pulled my head up by my hair and pulled his cock into my mouth, forcing me to give him a blowjob. I groaned as the mixture of pain and pleasure shot thought my body and I felt my cock twitch in pain from the rod and the stick. I moaned as Thomas pulled my head all the way down toward the base of his cock and he started moving my head faster and faster and I could feel his cock start to twitch in my mouth and I gasped out as he came into my mouth. “Now swallow it!” he demanded and I forced myself to swallow the cum.

The baseball team started to line up and straddled the bench in front of me and unzipped their pants, forcing my mouth around their cocks and coming into my mouth, forcing me to swallow each seed. By the time that they were finished with me I couldn’t move and my tears were now dry and only sniffles were left; my ass was now numb. It was nearing sunset when they finally finished with me. I thought that I’d died and went to hell but I gasped out when I felt something sharp in my shoulder blade. I was too tired and out of breath to scream out in pain. My head fell and it hit hard on the bench hard and my vision started to get blurry again. Gasping out in pain, I called for helped as loud as I could but my voice was hoarse and it sounded like more of a whisper. I tried once, twice and a third time but by the fourth time my voice crapped out on me and I fell silent, giving up on life and closing my eyes, waiting for my end to come. I only opened my eyelids once before I fell into darkness and the last thing that I saw was a school police officer huddled over me yelling into his walkie-talkie to bring a bus over to the old gym.

I didn’t know what was happening around me, but I could hear people screaming and yelling, with flashing lights all around. I didn’t know what happen after that but I woke to find myself in a hospital bed with an IV stuck in my arm and other tubes that were stuck in my body that kept me alive. As I looked around the room, I could hear my heartbeat on the machine next to me and the doctor entered.

“Hello there, Sky.” the doctor said, greeting me with a bright smile. I was happy to see Dr. Skutner again and I tried to sit up but I couldn’t move so I tried to speak but my voice was gone. I placed my hand to my throat and massaged it. “I am so glad that you are okay. If the police officer had came a few minutes later you won’t be here now. What we found, besides the baseball bat, the silver rod and the bamboo stick in your body is severe, mild damaged to your intestines and bladder. We also found a small knife stuck in your right shoulder blade. From what it looks like, you would have to stay here for a few days under observation. I will call your teachers and inform them that you are in the hospital for semolina poisoning and that you will be out of class for a while.” I smiled and gave him the American Sign Language sign for I love you and he smiled brightly and placed a kiss on my forehead. “I will also tell Ace that you are in the hospital and your parents.” I jumped up and I sharp pain shot though my body and I hissed in pain as I slowly lay back down. “Okay, I won’t tell your parents.” I smiled and he gave me a peck on the lips and he left me to rest.

I only got a few hours of sleep, it was hard to sleep when you have needles and tubes stuck in your body and arms but I managed and I slipped in and out of consciousness. When I woke for dinner, two officers came in. I nodded to their questions and I wrote down all what happen to me and I wrote down all the names of the boys who raped me, and I told the officers that Jimmy Tex was the ringleader in what happen to me. They thank me for my time and we left me to eat my dinner in pace.

“Sky!” Troy cried out as he ran into my room, throwing his arms around by body and I grunted as he hit my appendix, causing pain to run though my body. “Oh…I’m so sorry.”

“That’s okay.” I said, my voice was hoarse. It was six days since my attack and got my voice back by day three, was moving by day five. I slowly sat up and groaned as my body throbbed. “Thanks.” I told Troy as he helped me up and smiled as he placed a kiss on my cheek, my smile grew as I saw Bradley come in. I laughed as the whole family of Ace came in; even Boss-man came to see me with a bouquet of assorted flowers.

“Hello there, Kitty.” he smiled, placing the flowers on the bed table and gave me a kiss on my cheek. “Feeling better?”

“Yes, much.” I smiled back and I looked towards the door and I saw Psymon leaning in the doorway, it was too crowed in the room so he just leaned on the doorframe. I sighed and watched as my friends and co-workers came up and placed get well wishes and balloons near my bedside, fallowed by a peck on the lips or cheek. I laughed when I saw a few of my friends tear up and they had to leave the room at the sight of me. It was a real treat to see everyone from Ace, but they could only stay for a few hours before they had to leave. Bradley, Troy stayed for the whole visitor hours and Psymon left two hours before the hours were up.

Both Bradley and Troy didn’t like Psymon being with me, even after he told them he was sorry for what he did. I didn’t mind though and even asked him to stay a bit longer but he said that Boss-man had him on a tight leash now and had to report to him every night to take his meds. When visiting hours were up, Troy went to ask Dr. Skutner if they could spend the night and he allowed both him and Bradley to sleep over, “But just for tonight.” he told them and he ordered a cot and a recliner for the two boys. Even though I saw him crawl into the cot and chair when I went to sleep, but when I woke I saw that they were both in my bed with me and pulling on the tubes that were attached to my arms.

I was so happy when I was released from the hospital a few days later, though Dr. Skutner told me I couldn’t dance for another two weeks so that crushed my sprite a bit and I had to sit on a fucking doughnut for a few days. Bradley came to pick me up and even though I told him that I was okay, he carried me out of the hospital. I lay down in the back seat and fell asleep rather quickly, sleeping all the way home. I laughed as Bradley struggled to carry me up the stairs, yet feared and prayed for both of us that we wouldn’t fall backwards and end up back in the hospital. I sighed when we reached the top unharmed and Troy opened the door for his love and helped lead him into my room which I saw was moved and I was now sleeping in Troy’s old room.

“Did you move into Bradley’s room?” I asked Troy, getting comfortable in my new queen size bed. He nodded and he and Bradley crawled into bed with me and we all fell asleep for a nice long nap.

I had to stay in bed for about a week before I was able to fully move around and I was able to go back to work and school after that. The first day that I came back to school I went up to my coach’s office to see if I made the team. My heart started to beat faster and faster with every step that I took. When I got to his office, I saw that he was inside with the door close; the roster was posted on his door. I held my breath as I stared up at the list of players and their positions. I closed my eyes and tried to hold back the tears as I saw my name on the paper with the position of first basemen next to my name. Slowly, I raised my hand to the door and knocked.

“Come in!” I heard my coach yell from the other side of the door. I slowly opened the it and stepped inside, giving him a weak smile. “Skylar,” he said surprisingly, “What can I do you for?”

“Well sir,” I began, hiding my pain and tears from the coach. “I saw my name on the roster and thought I am flattered that I will be playing for you this season, I have to tell you that I will not be playing this season due to personal reasons.” it was painful for me to say that I would be quitting baseball, but I would never play on a team that would rape me with a baseball bat. My coach didn’t say anything at first; he only sighed and shook his head.

“I am sorry to hear this, Sky. Though I hope this decision is right for you and you know what you are doing. See you around.”

I gave him a weak smile as I left and once I had left, the water works started. I raced to the bathroom to cry my eyes out. This was the hardest thing I’d ever done; baseball was my life, my passion. Now I had to give it up because every time I would pick up a bat, I would remember what my team had done to me. I was scared for my life. The following Friday I was able to go back to work, but Boss-man only allowed me to wait tables. I didn’t really care, work was work for me and I was happy that I was waiting tables rather then dancing. Even though I wasn’t dancing, I still wore my Kitty costume and a lot of the costumers were happy to see me and slapped my ass. I hissed in pain whenever someone would slap me and I had to tell them to stop, but that was easier said then done so DJ had to announce on the loudspeaker “No slapping Kitty’s ass.” after he announced that for the third time, the consumers stopped and I didn’t get that many tips that night.

Spring came and went and for half of the season I waited tables at Ace and for the whole season and the first half of summer I went to counseling and saw a psychiatrist to help me get over the incident in the locker room. The next day after the last day of school I had to appear in court to testify against the players who raped me. Bradley went with me for support, it was hard for me to recall the episode and I would have done better if Troy was also with be but he had to watch Katie that day. When they called me up to the stand I had to summon all the strength I had to get up and walk slowly towards the stand, placing my right hand on the bible and raising my left hand when I got up there.

“Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole true, and nothing but the truth?” the officer asked me and I nodded and I took my seat and stared around the room and I kept my eyes on Bradley.

“Please state your name.” the DA asked me.

“Skylar Thompson.” I said softly, leaning into the microphone so that they could hear me.

“And what is your relationship with the defendant?”

“We are classmates.” I said softly again, leaning into the mic.

“You don’t have to lean into the thing.” the judge told me.

“Sorry,” I told the judge and I continued, “And we were also on the university’s baseball team.”

“Okay. And you and the defendants all tried out for the team?”

“Yes, we joked around and had fun while we where out on the filed but everything changed after try-outs.”

“What happen after you tried out for the team?” the DA asked, now bringing up the topic of my rape.

“well…I was coming out of the locker room shower and they ganged up on me, handcuffing me to a bench and tearing my towel I wore off me, leaving me naked and defenseless.” tears started to flow and the DA offered me a box of tissues and I took a couple of them.

“What happen next?” I then started to explain to my torture to the jury, I tried my best to hold my tears as they flowed but by the time I told them how Will Tripp shoved the baseball bat further up my ass I started to ball and couldn’t talk anymore.

The DA allowed me a minute to compose myself before picking up a bat, “People presents evidence A, is this the weapon that they violated you with?”

“Yes, that’s it.” I nodded, bowing my head. I didn’t want to see another bat for as long as I lived.

“Please continue.” the DA said. I nodded and I continued with my testament. It was harder to tell my story and I started balling again when I came to the end and told them how each of my teammates forced me to suck their cock. The DA then asked me a few questions that I didn’t remember, I was crying too hard to answer the questions and the defendant’s lawyer stood up and started asking me his questions.

“Skylar, do you know why your teammates violated you?”

“They told me that they knew what I was and that they didn’t want me on their team.”

“And what are you?” he asked.

“Objection!” the DA yelled and the judge sustained it and I was happy that I didn’t have to answer it. Most of the questions that the lawyer asked me I didn’t have to answer, but he hit me with a question that the judge overruled.

“Are you gay?”

I hesitated for a minute or two before I answered, “Yes, I am.”

“So is it because you are gay that they raped you, or maybe they wanted to give you some loving.” I hated this guy was an ass and I shook my head, telling him that he was insane for thinking that shoving a full wooden baseball bat someone’s ass was part of fucking a guy. Though I laughed on the inside as I thought of Psymon and that he might do that. “No more questions.” and I was able to step down.

Bradley welcomed me with open arms as I took my seat beside him and the court took a recess for the jury to reach their verdict. Six hours later and two packs of cigarettes later, the jury came to a decision and everyone was called back into the court room. I held my breath as Jury number one stood and the judge asked if they reached a verdict.

“We have your honor. We find Jimmy Porter, William Tripp, Thomas Clover and the rest of the Baseball team of the Oregon State Collage, guilty for Forcible Rape.” tears started to flow and Bradley hugged me close as I heard that the whole team was found guilty and I felt safer to know the men who raped me were now going to jail.

(A/N: Hello there everyone. Just to let you know that i will be without a beta for a short time. i will post my chaptres up and then when my beta contects me i will uptade the story after that. Hope you all have a happy Holiday and a wonderful New Year. Also,Kadoku, you have my permission to draw the picture of Skylar. Just send me the link or a copy of it when you're done.)