[knok]

part 2:

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Abruptly, she noticed a face appear in the mirror. The door had been wedged open by the cleaning lady, so she hadn't noticed anybody entering the room till then. She assumed it was another student till she took a closer look and recognised one of the guys from the canteen. In fact, it wasn't just him, for all three of his kakis had somehow found it in themselves to enter the female toilet. The guy in the lead she recognised vaguely as one of her boyfriend's classmates, a rugby player named Jonathan. Beside him was a tall, muscular guy who looked like he came from the basketball team, while the third was a plumpish guy with thick-rimmed glasses. In fact, had he not been in that situation, she would have laughed him off as one of the poor nerds she kept turning away.

Jonathan looked up at the tall guy with a wicked smile on his face and nodded towards her.

"Come on Wei, she's ours," Jonathan said as the two strode quickly to her.

At that point, Cheryl was completely taken aback by their appearance to do anything other than open her mouth and scream for help. But her cry for help was cut short as Wei slapped her across the face before Jonathan took a filthy rag from his pocket - probably used to clean up the classrooms - and jammed it straight into her mouth. Before she could even reach to remove the makeshift gag, Jonathan had grabbed hold of her wrists and twisted her arms behind her back in a modified wrestling hold.

"Kai, pass Wei the string," commanded Jon as he pushed her down against the cold tile floor, using the sheer strength of his arm muscles to keep her from freeing her arms as she struggled to break free. The bookworm-lookalike handed Wei the ball of raffia that he'd been holding before standing back as the tall boy reached down to bind Cheryl's wrists together in a dead knot. No matter how hard she tried to scream, her efforts came out as nothing more than muffled grunts as her arms were tied behind her back.

When Wei was done with the raffia, Jonathan finally let go of her arms while using his knees to pin her legs to the floor. Cheryl flailed her bound arms, twisting wildly as she fought to be let loose. Wei reached over and flipped her onto her back while Jon grabbed her legs to prevent her from kicking or getting up.

Cheryl had known what they were planning to do right from the moment the three had stepped into the bathroom. In the canteen, they had been admiring her taut body from afar and now they were intent on getting their grubby hands on it. Wei took over the duty of holding her legs down as Jonathan stepped over to squat beside her.

"If it isn't our dear Cheryl stuck in a bit of a problem," grinned Jon as he ran a hand down the side of her face, caressing her right cheek. "You know, I've always wondered what fun Kenneth had with you, and I'm about to find out for myself."

As he reached down to her waist to pull her shirt up, she squirmed even harder in anticipation of what was coming. While she had had intimate moments with her boyfriend, they had not gone beyond heavy petting and kissing; her virginity was something that she'd been keeping for marriage. Now, a bunch of ruffians would take that away from her against her will.

But her muffled cries landed on deaf ears as Jon delicately pulled the damp cotton shirt to her chin, revealing the sports bra that had drawn their attention earlier on. He reached below her struggling body in an attempt to unlock the clasp in the back, but was unable to do so as she thrashed about on the floor. Giving up, he grabbed the thin fabric material and pulled hard, the clasp giving way with a loud snap as her modest mounds were revealed. Three pairs of male eyes were focused on her milky white breasts, topped by small pink nipples that were beginning to harden in the cool evening air.