Too frightened to struggle, the gun - once cocked, was all it took.  She swallowed hard gasping around the gag, trying to breath normally.  Knowing in her heart of hearts what was to occur made it near impossible for her to remain still.  Struggling however, did no good as first one then another cock slammed hard into not completely, but close to, virginal pussy.  Through out the rape Bella cries quietly her tears soaking into the cushions below her face, as her pussy is repeatedly assaulted, sometimes tearing delicate skin.  Her lips and walls bruising from the onslaught.  The cum of every man present running down her thighs in a slick river.  Her only thought now was of escape, alive.  The story, the pain, none of it matters.  She just wants away.