Sophie Turner's Brutal Birthday (DeRe and Celebstars)

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On a normal Friday night the steel doors of the Onslow Club would be open, and the sounds of furious dance music would be pouring forth like the queue of punters desperate to get in. But on this occasion, the would-be revelers were thwarted, because the green steel door (located up a long side alley in Soho) was closed shut. A serious-faced bouncer and a large sign blaring "Closed for Private Party" seemed to shut down any outsider's plan of joining the thumping party within.

The fact such an exclusive venue would close its doors for the night said a lot for the birthday girl. Flame-haired actress Sophie Turner was celebrating her 18th, and she was welcoming her arrival to legality with no expense spared. The success of her recent tv show Game of Thrones had been her breakthrough and made her rich enough to treat thirty of her best friends to a party in the Onslow with a massive booze tab. She loved the place because it had separate rooms for the dancefloor, bar, pool table/pinball machines, and so on. All of her best mates were able to find something to amuse themselves.

Sophie herself had never been a real stranger to alcohol, but was becoming its closest intimate on this night. She fluttered around the rooms checking on everyone, a bottle usually in hand. Their smiles, the laughter, and all the dancing filled her with utter delight. She had already slipped half an E earlier that night and realized it was kicking in as her skin tickled with a burning sensation. Moving with an innate sexiness she was totally ignorant of, Sophie moved onto the dancefloor and joined the writhing mass with a whoop of happiness. This was going to be the perfect night, she thought with a blissful smile.

 

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People would now have to look at her as an adult. No longer the innocent girl who happened to be on one of the biggest shows on TV. Sophie was enjoying her party, inviting 'friends' along and giving them all a good time. She could count on her hands the amount of people she would call her friends, the others seemingly being nice to her throughout her career just to have evenings and nights like this one. Sophie was blinded by that though as she danced on the dance floor with one hand up in the air. The other was repeatedly lifting up a champagne bottle to her mouth, giving her a few swigs.

The actress knew she was a sexy bombshell and that arrogance was showing as she dance erotically on her own. Shaking her hips from side to side she would lower her body before rising back up again. The E she took give her somewhat of an energising effect, letting her dance for a long time without so much of a sweat breaking from her forehead.

Her tight black dress ride up her meaty thighs because it was so short. Her hands had to keep pulling it back down. Her breasts were almost popping out of her top to, the dress doing it's very best to keep them imprisoned.

 

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Where Sophie's birthday was going well, Kevin Cochran's 40th was rapidly turning into a flop. As a Detective Superintendent in the local vice branch, he was well used to getting his way. But this night, the handsome and boyish-looking copper called "Babyface" found all the doors shut. His own notorious reputation was to blame, as his fiery temper and penchant for cruelty saw him barred from every club, pub and strip club along his beat. There were plenty of prostitutes in the area who knew either to pay him hefty protection or face a sadistic rape. That dreadful temper was being to rise now, and took form in his vicious bellow of "I NEED CUNT!"

Cochran was surrounded by his four cronies, all DIs in the Met and fellow vice sleazebags. Hale, the chubby alcoholic Scot and National Front exponent; Geller, a gambling addict who moonlighted for gangsters to fund his habit; Leaver, a Mancunian and Army dropout of notable height who had been already transferred twice for sexual harassment; and Cameron, the group's only university educated member, a pudgy and sycophantic creep who presence was tolerated because his father happened to be the Chief Commissioner.

In flashy and ill-fitting suits, the group of fortysomething wannabe studs protected a sight that was ridiculous to those who didn't know who they were. Those enlightened about them preferred to lie low. The faux-gangster image was no charade.

Cochran's horny bellow bounced down the walls of the narrow brick alley. The lads were descending on the Onslow, one place they knew would be open to them - and filled with nubile feminine prey. Encountering the 'closed' sign, and the burly barrel of a bouncer standing before them, their already dark moods worsened considerably. Normally the gang would restrain Cochran's regular tantrums, but this time they were fully in tune with his rage.

After a brief, snarled banter with the gorilla on the door something snapped. The offhand and aloof way he dismissed the five was more than the drunken detectives could take. With a smooth swiftness perfected from dozens of takedowns they grabbed the bouncer before he knew what was happening. As his four friends grabbed a limb each, Cochran pulled out his sock filled with coins and whacked it repeatedly across the bouncer's, face, while landing a series of hard kicks in his crotch. Despite his huge bulk and desperate struggles, the giant man could do nothing as the five dragged him into the dank end of the alley and stomped him quickly and quietly into oblivion before throwing him into a nearby trashladen skip bin.

Taking a few minutes to compose themselves, the five straightened their suits and took a few more bursts of coke they had "disappeared" from the evidence room. Their anger changed to elation as they nonchalantly threw open the green steel door and entered the club, and witnessed the youthful revelry within. "Well gents!" oozed Cameron, "enough barely legal bitches for everyone!"

"Eh," grunted Leaver, "See that ginger bint? Ain't see on the telly or something?"

The five ignored the room's inquisitive stares and instead gazed over at Sophie, lost in cheerful delirium on the dancefloor.

"Ooohh gud, I wannae fuck that!" said Hale, his tongue and eyes springing out like a puppet.

Geller furiously puffed on his cigarette. "See er tits? Halfway fuckin out already"

Stepping down into the pub, leading his sleazy posse behind him, Cochran spoke in a low snarl that was directed more to himself than the lads. "Get er separated. There's a pool room round here. We get er separated and rip er in 'alf." Then turning about, and speaking them almost in the manner of a briefly, he said "Gel and Cameron, get some beers and a table over there. Hale and Lev, see if you can find that room and clear it out, use yer ID if you have too." He gazed over at Sophie with burning eyes. "I'm going to give the birthday girl her present."

 

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The was music was so loud that nobody heard the new entrants to the party. People were either still dancing or talking to one another. As for Sophie, she was still drinking from the bottle, getting herself drunk without a care in the world. This is what she had been waiting for all her life, to be an adult and to be able to drink as much as she wanted. A few of her real friends had come over to her, holding her hand and swaying it as they danced together, much to the delight of the redhead. "Woooooooo!" They all screamed, pulling her away towards another section of the building. Her two friends, Katie and Sarah pushed the doors open to reveal several presents on a table stacked up on one another. Sophie shook in excitement, putting the bottle of champagne down and walking to her gifts. "You guys are the best."

Ripping the paper from each present, she had a varied amount of presents ranging from a makeup set, a teddy bear, hair straighteners and a book on learning how to act. "That's not funny" she laughed, her friends finding it hilarious. "Thank you" Hugging both of them she really wanted to get back to the party so they left the room and headed back to the dance floor.

 

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"Chrissakes, would you look at all this cunt! Most of him barely legal too! Ah feel like a kid on Christmas!" moaned Leaver.

Cochran smiled to himself at the typically uncouth comment. It was most certainly true. But he was fixated on the sexy little redhead who was dancing so provocatively out there in the centre. A tunnel vision seemed to fixate his gaze on her. When she ducked aside with her friends Cochran's heart skipped and he thought he had lost his prey, but then they returned to the floor with obvious elated vigour and he relaxed. Geller and Cameron found a table in the gloom in the corner, picking out the best hidden surveillance spot with honed instinct. Hale and Leaver headed up the passage leading off the dancehall, with a private pool room set at the end. It happened to be empty, and they quickly locked the door and waited for their boss.

Heading out onto floor, Cochran couldn't help being somewhat self-conscious at the fact he was more than twice her age, and dressed quite different to the norm here. But as they made eye contact he could tell she was quite wasted. He'd raped enough raver chicks to know what the glaze of E looked liked. The hazy, steamy urges that surged in her could focus only on his rugged good looks. They moved together in the centre, floating through the crowd, and began dancing.

Knowing he didn't want to attract to much attention, Cochran moved around Sophie without coming in too close. The way she smiled at him made her seem all the more suggestible. He smiled back.

"Wassyer name, sweetheart?" He had to yell over the thumping bass.

"Sophie!"

"Happy birthday, Soph!"

"Awthanks!" Her smiled widened. Did she know this guy? Didn't matter, he must be with the party! Maybe one of her friend's dads or something.

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing her ear and he pushed a lock of red hair aside. She trembled sightly at the touch, quivering with adrenalin. "Wouldja like some coke, Soph? Birthday present like. Give ya some nice fat lines!"

Her eyes brightened. She nodded vigorously, her smile shifting from sweet to naughty like a kid stealing biscuits from the jar. Cochran looked over her shoulder at Geller and Cameron, who moved discreetly from their table towards him. Taking Sophie's hand, Cochran lead her quickly off the floor and down towards the pool room.

 

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She didn't know who he was but he must of known her otherwise he wouldn't of been there. The security on the door would have checked but Sophie didn't know he was unconscious in a bin. Instead, she was happily dancing with the man, taking his hand as he lead her towards the pool room.

"What does it feel like? The coke?" The wasted redhead asked, being pulled further away from the dance floor and away from her friends. Her body felt like it was lightweight, which it was, she didn't put much effort in to walking herself, letting him drag her feet across the ground.

Looking behind her, she saw the two men follow behind giving her cheeky grins and smiles. Sophie smiled back and waved at them. "It's my birthday" she shouted over the music, "I can do what I want now!" Lifting her free hand in to the air with a fist, she went in to the pool room after it was unlocked by his other friends.

 

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Cochran's heart pounded as he felt her hot little hand in his large, firm one. He was holding it a little too tight but she didn't seem to mind. In fact she seemed lost in something of a reverie, obviously to how the smiles around her were lascivious rather than friendly. Her boobs and butt bounced with a teenage firmness beneath her tight black dress, to the delight of the men gazing over her.

The poolroom was dimly lit, with only a huge ceiling lamps illuminating the dank little room. Smoke hang thick in the air, and a nearby battered pub jukebox had just burst into life playing Loverboy's "Turn Me Loose". Hale and Leaver stood by the pool table, cues in hand, halfway through a game. They mirrored the grins of their colleagues as they entered the room. When all were in, Cameron quickly and quietly locked the door behind them.

Pulling out a sliver case, Cochran clicked it open beneath Sophie's nose, revealing a hefty pile of fine powdered cocaine. Releasing her hand he passed her a small glass tube, and she wasted no time in having a quick toot. Utterly inexperienced in this sort of thing, Sophie took far too much. Reeling for a moment, much to the amusement of the men, she laughed in a exhilarated delight. Her already strong self-confidence was raised to a whole new height as the coke raced through her fizzing brain.

Between the back wall - lined with bar stools - and the pool table, there was enough room to dance. Cochran put the case away again and led a giggling Sophie around the table, then released her hand and half-threw her onto the improvised dancefloor. "I loved this song!" she gushed, staggering slightly to regard her balance.

"Give us a dance, girl!" cheered Geller.

 

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As the powder flew up her nose, her eyes opened wider and she started to cough and sneeze. She started to laugh and giggle with the rest of them, believing they were laughing with her, not at her.

"I love this song!" Sophie shouted, hearing the jukebox. As she was ushered over to the empty space she started to throw her hands in the air, moving and swaying her hips in a seductive manner. Her breasts, which were nearly hanging out shook with excitement, not knowing it would drive the males wild. Rubbing her nose a little leftover powder landed on her finger and the redhead quickly snorted it, making her eyes go wide eyed again.

"That is amazing! I want more! It is my birthday!" Grinning she walked back over to Cochran.

 

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Cochran returned her grin as he traced another little line along his hand for her to snort. In the smoky corners of the room the other men began to slowly close in, bunching around the pool table like sharks gathering for a kill. Lost in delirious joy Sophie didn't notice them, or the door being quietly locked and blocked with a chair.

Laughing heartily, Cochran took Sophie by the hips and began to swing her around the floor. Giddily they danced, as he slowly spun her around. Instinctively, almost accidentally, they began to kiss, with Cochran's eager tongue plunging deep into Sophie's hot little mouth. He could feel her begin to tense and a sense to danger began to penetrate her addled mind. Reaching around he cupped her firm little buttocks in his hands and lifted her up so that she was now sitting on the edge of the pool table. Brushing aside some red locks from her ear, he whispered "Gonna give you my birthday present now!"

On cue, Leaver and Cameron grabbed one her arms and pulled her back so she was now lying on the table, pinned down and staring up the sickly yellow lamp swinging above. Cochran firmly took her knees and spread them apart, while Geller and Hale roared with laughter.

"G'wan man!" Hale chortled. "Let's do this bitch!"

 

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Her nose had white powder all over it as he spun her during her snorting. Getting rather close to him, Sophie saw him dive in to her mouth, washing his tongue around her teeth and gums before lifting her up by her ass and setting her down on the pool table. "Stop" she giggled, trying to take his hands off. Every time she did, they just fell back on to her like she was a magnet. Now pushing his shoulders with her delicate fingers, the redhead noticed an extra pair of hands pull her down on to her back, holding her in place and pinning her down. Looking to her left and right, she could see the two other men, this was serious.

Whilst her legs slowly spread open in the tight dress, she didn't want his birthday present. "No stop! Please....I have money, I will give you anything." Her voice was croaky as it now contained the emotion of fear. Her eyes were started to water, a tear falling down her cheek.

When one of his friends said, "Let's do this bitch!" Sophie started screaming. "Help!.....Help!"

 

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The boys howled like a pack of wolves as they held down the struggling Sophie. Their shouts and her screams were completely muffled by the thick door, not to mention the thumping music of the party where the narcissistic drug-addled guests had never noticed the birthday girl's absence. She was utterly on her own, and all her cries did was amuse and pleasure her tormentors.

Cochran grabbed the neck of her tight black top and tore it in half with a loud rip of cotton. Her nubile, white breasts finally burst free to a triumphant cheer from the boys. Pale pink nipples shone in the sickly yellow light, and her magnificent tits quivered and as her chest pounded in utter terror.

"Now there's a fine fookin' pair" snarled Hale. He was standing just beside Cameron, a beer in one hand. With the other he seized Sophie's soft red hair in a fist, holding her head steady.

Reaching up between ivory thighs, Cochran felt her tight, tiny panties. Smiling evilly at Sophie, he tore them away as easily as her top, stuffing them in his pocket as a trophy. Then he undid his trousers, fumbling in an urgent energy. Dropping his pants and revealing his red, angry raperod, he seized Sophie's knees hard in his steel fingers and thrust deep and painfully into her pussy before she even had a chance to scream.

 

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Sobbing on the pool table with her body stripped of clothing Sophie tried screaming but it was of no use. The fist of hair that one of the males had caused her to stay still and look up at the light which was blinding her. "Get off me!" Her voice loud and penetrating that of the men's ears whilst also hurting her throat.

There was no hiding place for Sophie as he dug his cock deep inside of her with a hard thrust. It caused her virginity to break and shatter with blood trickling down her vagina towards his meat. A very bad stinging feeling erupted inside of her and made her feel uncomfortable. The thrust made her breasts jiggle and wobble on top of her chest because of the movements he placed her under.

Her birthday was becoming a nightmare now.

 

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Cochran let out another high-pitched, animalistic howl as he thrust deep into the screaming Sophie. A shiver of satisfaction ran through him when he realized he'd just deflowered her in the most painful and degrading way possible. "Tart's a fukken virgin!" he sneered, to the laughter and jeers of his mates. "She'll be a fukken expert slut by the time we're done!" cackled Cameron with delight.

Keeping up a slow but steady rhythm in time with the beat, Cochran fucked Sophie with firm deliberate thrusts. He held her chin tight in one hand, while squeezing one of her tits tight with the other. "Take it easy, you lil bitch! Relax 'n' you might enjoy it!" he growled, as he felt the soft, tender fold of her pussy crushed by his iron cock. Plunging in like a hungry beast, he rammed his tongue deep down Sophie's throat, stifling a horrified scream.

 

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As she moaned and cried her mascara ran down her cheek, making her look a mess and a slut. The girl believed it was her own fault. Maybe it was the way she dressed, it was asking for trouble. Possibly it could have been because she was famous, making her a target. Either way, she was being groped by his hands and humped by his cock. As it got more painful she tried squirming, moving her arms and head. The other men held tighter on to her wrists, her hands nearly turning blue due to the blood flow being stopped.

The pool table sat sturdy but the balls in the pocket shook and rattled with one another, causing an annoying noise. As the music played on, Sophie had to continue her nightmare.

 

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Cochran drooled all over the struggling girl, running his booze-soaked tongue across her face and bouncing boobs. The others were urging him on feverishly, each of them dying to have a go themselves. Their steel grips on Sophie's wrists grew tighter as their excitement mounted. What remained of her tiny black outfit was torn away, leaving her completely naked.

With his eyes closed tight and sweat streaming from his brow, Cochran seemed to be at the limit of physical exertion. He finally blew he load with a peculiar hissing groan, while the others mockingly cheered his finishing. "Holy fuck, bitch," he growled in Sophie's ear. "You're a quality fuck." He grinned, spat in her face, then slid out of her thighs and staggered slightly to the side. "Get in there boys, first in first serve," he said cheerfully.

After squabbling and scrapping like schoolboys, it was Hale - who had been waiting behind Cochran - that got in next. He gripped Sophie's thighs tight and snarled "Ye ever had some Scots cock then, eh lass?"

 

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Inside her body was stinging due to the constant poking of his cock inside her hole. As she sobbed and tried to fight, his sticky sperm sprayed inside of her and acted as a soothing cream. It wasn't enough to make her happy though because of what he had done. Closing her eyes and turning her face away when he spoke to her, Sophie felt saliva cannon on to her face.

When he pulled out, some cum dribbled out and ran down the crack of her ass as it was on the edge with her legs hanging off in the air. A deep voiced Scot was next and Sophie cried, moaning and shaking her head, trying to break free. The men were to strong for her though and she just had to put up with it.

If only her friends knew what was going on next door, they could help her and call the police. "Help!" she screamed, hoping someone would hear over the music.

 

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As Hale began a new bout of pounding on the shrieking Sophie, Cochran half-staggered over to a nearby table. He picked up her purse, which had been left lying there, and poured its contents out on the table. A pile of junk fell with a clatter. Cochran pocketed her monogrammed leather cashroll, then picked up her phone. He giggled as he cycled through her photos, many of them racy and provocative selfies. Walking back over to the pool table, he began to take pictures of her struggling naked photo while laughing "Smile, birthday girl!"

Hale finished quickly, being too drunk and excited last long. He climaxed with a raspy groan, his dark beady eyes rolling back into his head. Cameron pulled him off in a horny, adrenalin-filled fury and quickly took her place between her bruised and scratched thighs, plowing her with furious and painful thrusts. Unable to restrain himself, Geller jumped onto the table, straddling Sophie's chest. Despite Cameron's drunken complaints he dropped his pants, pinning down her shoulders with his knees as he began to viciously face-fuck her. Leaver was still holding one of her wrists, and with sadistic glee he neatly snapped her little finger with practiced ease. Sophie's cry of pain vibrated right down Geller's cock as he moaned in delight.

 

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After another load had been dumped inside of her pussy, it wasn't long before another male jumped between her legs to start humping her. It felt like this night would never end. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, including seeing a man climb on top of the table to sit on her chest. Her breasts acted as a seating cushion for his dirty ass. His knees pinned down her shoulders before his thick cock slammed in to her mouth. Sophie's head had been lifted up to accommodate him, taking him down her throat as far as she could. Gagging on him already, she moaned and sobbed with his balls hitting her chin.

Suddenly, a rush of adrenaline and pain fell all over her body. A cold feeling shivered after as the most painful experience of the night and her life made her scream. If her mouth wasn't full of cock then the rest of her friends surely would have heard her.

Looking out the corner of her eye at her hand she could see her finger limp and hanging just by the skin.

 

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Geller groaned, his eyes turning white as they rolled back. Sophie's drool coated his cock while the pleasure of her screams brought him right to orgasm. He pulled out to cum across her tear-and-mascara smeared face, gurgling with an evil laugh as he shot a load right in her eye. "Think of it as a beauty treatment, you fucking tart!" he said.

Behind him, Cameron was furiously thrusting away but serious distracted by Geller's pale arse just in front of him. When the latter finished Cameron growled "Right get the fuck off, Gell! I wanna she this bitch's face as I fuck her". Moving with a post-coital, slothful satisfaction Geller climbed off the table. Putting one hand tight around her throat, and twisting one of her nipples with the other, he growled like a wild dog and began to fuck her harder and deeper with every thrust.

Cochran took a bottle of whiskey from behind the small bar. After bolting a few swigs he poured it over Sophie's bouncing tits, and a large amount into her mouth as Cameron held her still. Hale and Leaver eagerly lapped at her booze-soaked body while she writhed about. All of them were laughing and whooping in mad delight at their conquest.