You awake naked tied to the bed with studded leather belts. Through the shadows of the room you see posters of strange bands whose names you have never heard cover the walls. Your ass hurts and you know that the people who attacked you must have had their way with you virgin ass long after you passed out. You here loud music from outside the door to the room and it takes you a secong to recognize the throbbing pulse of a punk guitar solo drifting into the room. The door opens and you suddenly realize that your attacker are the group of punk kids that you have spent the last year deriding. You even beat the shit out of one of the little queers a few weeks ago.
The punks start entering the room, a crowd of moharks and spiked hair in every color imaginable ... the guys peircings and tatoos look so hot.... you start getting a hard on just from them looking at you.
Glancing down at your penis in horror as it fills with blood you are shocked when you see bothh of your nipples are peirced. At that moment two of the punk undo your restraints and hold you face down on the bed as one of the most inked men you have ever seen strips and without another word penetrates you. Your only response is a moan of ecstasy followed by cries of pain as with each thrust you feel a stinging along your ears, eyebrows and mouth. Uncaring of any pain the punk continues to fuck you like the bitch you are.