The young mother, let's call her Sarah, was busy in her small apartment, taking care of her little son, Max, who was playing with his toys in the next room. She had called the plumbers earlier in the day to fix a leaky faucet in her kitchen. Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door.
She assumed it was the plumbers, so she opened the door, only to be greeted by three burly men, dressed in overalls and carrying toolboxes. They barged in, making fun of Sarah for being a single parent.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here," one of them said, eyeing Sarah up and down. "A young, pretty thing like you, all alone with a kid. Must be tough."
Sarah, not one to be belittled, fired back with playful insults and a stern warning to leave. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was inviting a bunch of clowns over. And for your information, I can take care of myself and my son just fine."
The men ignored her warning and instead, started to admire her body, commenting on her small breasts and beautiful blue eyes. Sarah, realizing she was outnumbered, tried to assert control by demanding they leave.
"I don't think you guys understand. I didn't call you here to be ogled. I called you here to fix my faucet. Now, if you don't mind, I have a child to take care of."
The men had other plans. They started to grope Sarah, who struggled against their advances. She used her wit and continued to hurl playful insults at the men, trying to shame them into stopping.
"Oh, come on, guys. Is this really the best you can do? I've seen better moves from a drunken frat boy."
The men were not deterred and instead, began to undress Sarah. She was now half-naked, and still trying to resist, but the men overpowered her and threw her onto the bed.
Sarah screamed as the men took turns fucking her, enjoying the pain and humiliation. Max, unaware of the situation, started to cry in the next room. The men found this exciting and continued to fuck Sarah, harder and faster.
Sarah, resigned to her fate, started to moan. The men took this as a sign to keep going. They finished inside Sarah, leaving her exhausted and humiliated.
As Sarah lay there, tears streaming down her face, she realized that Max was watching the entire time. She felt a new wave of shame and humiliation wash over her. She pulled the blankets over herself and went to comfort her son, hoping to erase the memory of what just happened.
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