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Private School Horror

Lady_Courtesan83 on Forced Stories

            Vanessa was fifteen, in grade ten, attended a co-ed private school and was more developed than most girls her age.  She had a voluptuous curvy figure, 36D breasts and a firm, well-rounded ass.  She was of average height, so her over-abundant figure was emphasized more so than it would have been had she been tall.  Now, she might have been relatively ignored had she just had a body to die for but she was gorgeous too.  She had long, wavy blonde hair

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, full cupid-bow lips that pouted naturally and, in a startling contrast, rich chocolate brown eyes that had a cat-like tilt to them.  This guaranteed that every inch of her was noticed by every male in school and every one of them, from the smallest grade-eight student to the oldest male staff member, fantasized about fucking her.

            Today was Friday, which meant cheerleading practice for Vanessa.  The team had practiced hard and after it was over most of the girls went straight home, a couple had quick showers and then went home but Vanessa had a nice long, hot shower.  Normally she would have gone straight home as well, since she only lived two blocks away but things hadn’t been great at home for a couple of weeks.  Her parents were always fighting and her older sister had started to spend all her time, day and night, at her boyfriend’s to escape it while their older brother had moved out because he couldn’t deal with it and his university workload too.  This left Vanessa with nothing, she was popular and could spend her time with her friends and such but she didn’t like to talk about such things with them when they all had such perfect homes and would be scandalized that her parents were talking about divorce!  As popular as she was she didn’t have a boyfriend...not because she hadn’t been asked more times than she could count but because she wasn’t allowed to date until she was 18 and, despite everything, she listened to her parents. 

               It was five o’clock by the time she shut off the shower.  Vanessa sighed and toweled herself off before getting out.  She redressed in her school uniform, the typical white long-sleeved blouse, plaid skirt that came to mid-thigh, knee socks and flat black dress shoes.  There was a jacket too but she stuffed it into her bag as it was a warm May day.  Slinging her backpack onto her shoulder she left the girl’s locker room and headed for the exit near the gymnasium that led out into the fields.  Just as she reached the exit the senior football team came in (about 15 guys) from the fields, grass-stained and sweaty, with their coach and the boy’s gym teacher bringing up the rear.  “Well, well, look what we have here, guys,” one of them called out.  Immediately all eyes went to Vanessa.  “Ooh, if it isn’t little miss goody-too shoes tease herself,” called another guy.  Vanessa smiled weakly and backed up a little, their sneering tones setting a dozen warning signals off inside her mind.

            The guys started to advance on her and she backed up faster, wanting to turn and run but afraid to turn her back on the group of lustful and hostile males.  Her back hit the concrete wall halting her but the guys stopped too as the coach and the gym teacher came forward.  Thank God, Vanessa thought, I’m saved!  She didn’t know the coach’s name but she knew the gym teacher’s even if she didn’t really know him.  “Mr. Jenner, I don’t know what these guys are playing at but please make them stop!”  Mr. Jenner looked at her and then looked at the football team thoughtfully.  He turned back to her, a wicked gleam lighting his blue eyes, “Well, Miss Seaton, there are quite a few of them; I don’t think I could possibly stop them if they really wanted to continue what they were thinking of doing.”  Vanessa’s eyes widened in horror and glanced at the coach, seeking another ally but he just stared back with a look of smug satisfaction on his face.  The team took Mr. Jenner’s words for what they were: consent so long as he could participate too.   

            The team grinned and began to advance on her again, Vanessa slid around the corner of the wall she was against and started running and screaming.  “Help!  Help me, somebody!”  But no one came and she knew that it must be about five thirty by now and the school was utterly empty except for her and the football team.  She heard the thunder of the team’s footfalls as they ran after her and she tried to run faster but as she reached the main hall she slipped in her uniform dress shoes on the freshly mopped floor and fell.  She started to get up, frantic with fear now, when the captain of the team picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.  She began screaming and crying, beating his back with her fists and kicking with her legs, knowing deep down that it was futile.  “Please,” she sobbed, “don’t do this!”  He laughed, as did the rest of the team, and slapped her hard on the ass. 

            They carried her into an empty classroom nearby and cleared off the teacher’s desk and laid her on top of it, positioning her so that her head hung over the edge.  “Please!  Why are you doing this to me?”  “Because you’re the hottest girl in school and yet you refuse every guy who asks you out.  In short, you’re a tease!”  Vanessa cried harder, “I’m not allowed to date until I’m eighteen!  It’s not because I’m a tease,” she explained desperately.  The captain snorted, “That may be but girls like you don’t usually obey their parents!”  Vanessa gave up trying to reason with them and began thrashing around, trying to escape.  She might as well have saved her strength because as soon as she started hands seized her arms and held them tight above her head then they grabbed her legs and pulled them wide open.  Suddenly she felt her shirt ripped open, heard the popping of the buttons as they flew off in every direction.  She wanted desperately to cover herself but with her hands held tight above her she knew there was no point in even trying. 

She heard a drawer open and saw the captain holding up a pair of scissors and lifted her head to watch as he lowered them and slipped them over the piece of bra in between her breasts.  He cut it and pushed the bra cups off her breasts, she felt her nipples tighten as the cool air hit them.  Even though she knew they must know that her nipples only tightened because of the cold air on them she flushed as the captain sneered, “Oh, so you like this do you, tease?”  She shook her head frantically but he wasn’t looking, he had moved away and she felt a hand on each breast as two guys on the team squeezed and fondled her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples.  She gave a soft moan of pain and humiliation, which they took for enjoyment, and let her head fall back so that she couldn’t watch.  No sooner had she done this when she felt the cool metal of the scissors on her left thigh and abdomen as they cut one side of the waist of her panties then the other side.  She felt the captain pull down the cut piece of panties and then pulled them out from under her, leaving her pussy bare and exposed.

“Warm her up for me, Dave,” ordered the captain.  “Sure thing, Luke,” said Dave.  Vanessa could hear clothes being taken off and she figured that Luke must be undressing.  Then she felt fingers spread her slit and rub her clit.  Vanessa squirmed as much as possible, “Please, no,” she cried out.  Dave stopped and she thought, for one hopeful second, that they were at last going to come to their senses and stop but she felt two fingers plunge into her pussy and she cried out, she was extremely tight and very dry and so even two fingers caused her pain, especially since she was terrified.  As Dave finger fucked her pussy she listened as Luke the captain gave out more orders.  “Neil, take Aaron, Mike, Roy, Harry and Jake and bring six buckets of cold water back here.  Kyle, you go and get your camera from the video production classroom and Paul, I need you to get your camera from the photography classroom.  The rest of you, start undressing.”  There was a rush of sound as the eight guys left to do their captain’s bidding and the rest undressed, football uniforms flying everywhere in their haste to get naked. 

“How is she, Dave,” asked the captain.  “Very tight, Luke, definitely a pussy virgin, so it goes without saying that she’d be an anal virgin too.”  “Excellent.”  Luke walked over to Vanessa and stopped at her head, looking down at her he asked, “Is this your first time for everything?  Have you even been kissed before?”  She could do nothing except shake her head.  “Better check her ass too, Dave, she might be lying,” Luke suggested.  As one, the guys holding her flipped her over.  On her stomach now, her breasts pressing into the desk, her eyes widened in horror as she felt Dave spread her ass cheeks and spit on her asshole.  She tensed as she felt his finger rubbing his spit around, moistening the entrance.  Dave inserted his finger quickly and Vanessa gave a sharp gasp of pain.  “Yep, she’s an anal virgin too, Luke,” he said as he started to finger fuck her ass.  “Great, we’ll have a lot of fun loosening her up then.”  With that, Luke grabbed her hair on the top of her head and jerked her head up.

Her jaw dropped open in shock as she looked at a cock for the first time in her life.  It looked quite big to her, she had no idea it was only a little above average size at 7” long, 2” thick.  Luke took her moment of surprise to shove his cock into her mouth.  He thrust it so far in that it went down her throat, gagging her.  He started to face fuck her and she quickly realized she’d have to breathe when he pulled outwards.  She closed her eyes, concentrating on her breathing and trying not to think about the cock in her mouth or the finger in her ass.  Luke pulled out of her mouth and let go of her hair abruptly, causing her head to fall down suddenly.  Neil, Aaron, Mike, Roy, Harry and Jake were back with the water – what it could be for she couldn’t imagine.  Kyle and Paul followed the other six into the room carrying cameras.  “Shuck your clothes, guys,” said Luke, “time for the show to start!”  More undressing followed and Paul started snapping pictures of her as Kyle started to video the scene.

Vanessa was roughly flipped over again and Luke climbed onto the desk between her legs.  Hands had started to pinch and twist her nipples again and someone else forced his tongue into her mouth, kissing her roughly.  She dimly heard the words, “You’re our cum receptacle now, cunt!”  When the guy kissing her broke off and Luke slammed into her pussy, breaking through her virginity, in one painful stroke.  “Noooooooooooooooooooo!  Stop it, stop it!  Please stop,” Vanessa begged through tears of pain as Luke started to pump in and out of her pussy but the guys just laughed.  After what seemed like an eternity Luke drove home and Vanessa felt him stiffen and felt something warm fill her.  Luke had cum inside her.  Luke got off and she heard someone else get on the table and opened her eyes to see who it was.  It was a fully naked Mr. Jenner and his cock looked even larger than Luke’s.  He looked her straight in the eyes and rammed into her pussy, blood from her lost virginity and Luke’s cum making his entrance slightly less painful but with her still being so tight and Mr. Jenner being larger than Luke it still hurt tremendously.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!  You bastards,” Vanessa cried out through her sobs.  “Wash her mouth out, boys!”  She recognized Luke’s voice now and thought he must mean the water but gave a gasp of pain as she was slapped across the face.  A cock entered her mouth and she looked up to see who it was, it was Kyle.  Luke must be videoing now, she thought dully as Kyle fucked her face.  She felt Mr. Jenner cum inside her and almost immediately afterwards Kyle came in her mouth.  “Swallow it all, bitch, or we’ll beat the shit out of you!”  It was sticky and had a salty taste to it but she swallowed obediently, trying not to gag as she did so.  Someone else had replaced Mr. Jenner between her legs and was fucking away, she looked, and it was the coach.  She closed her eyes, willing her mind to think of anything else, to take her far away but after two guys cumming in her pussy she was well lubed and most of the pain was now gone and she was starting to feel a tingling sensation.  She felt the coach cum inside her and she realized it was a rather pleasant feeling, having their hot cum shoot out inside her.  The coach got off of her and she heard him and Mr. Jenner say they had to get going as they were expected home and thanked the team for a good time and they left. 

“Turn her over; I want to take her ass!”  She looked to see who had spoken with utter fear and it was Paul.  His cock was very long but thinner than the others had been.  The guys turned her over and Paul spread her ass cheeks and spit on her asshole a couple of times before thrusting all the way into her anus in one stroke.  Vanessa screamed and cried, “Ahhhhhhh!  Nooooooooo!”  Paul started to fuck her roughly sending spikes of pain through her young body.  “Stop!  You’re killing me!”  This brought more laughter and suddenly her mouth was full of cock.  When Paul came in her ass and pulled out cum leaked out and stung; Paul’s entry had torn the rim of her anus a little.  Whoever’s cock was in her mouth came and she swallowed it all, not wanting to risk finding out what would happen if she didn’t.  Someone quickly replaced Paul, someone longer and thicker, ripping into her anus with amazing force.  The pain was excruciating, so much so that she passed out. 

Vanessa didn’t get much of a reprieve because Luke the captain went and picked up one of the buckets of water and threw it on her face.  She woke up, spluttering and coughing, the pain in her ass instantaneous in its return.  The guy currently in her ass shot his load deep into her rectum and got off her.  “Time to speed up the show, boys, or our parents will start wondering where we are,” Luke informed them.  “Time to start double fucking her,” he added.  Vanessa might have been an innocent but she wasn’t stupid and could easily guess what was meant.  She started screaming and sobbing but she was in too much pain to do much more so when a guy climbed underneath her she didn’t struggle very much.  When she felt the guy underneath her grasp her hips while another spread her ass cheeks she tried pleading with them again though she knew it would do no good.  The guy underneath her suddenly pulled hips down, plunging his cock into her ass, and she screamed and struggled to lift herself off of his punishing cock but he held her tightly.  Another guy mounted the desk and thrust his cock into her pussy and at this double invasion she felt as if she had been torn apart completely.

They started moving in sync with one another, fucking her hard and fast, pounding their cocks into both of her holes mercilessly.  Vanessa sobbed, tears streaming down her face.  The two guys fucking her came and were immediately replaced by two more and on it went.  After those two fucked her two more did so and then two more after that until the last two took her as well.  Vanessa had stopped feeling pain six men ago, for all their cum and her blood had provided the lubrication necessary and their cocks had stretched her holes enough so that she was no longer so painfully tight.  In fact, when they were finished, Vanessa was no longer feeling anything for she had detached her mind from her body enabling her to imagine this was happening to someone else and not her.  She lay on the desk, immobile, as all of the guys redressed and said taunting remarks to her deaf ears.  One of the guys, she thought it might have been Luke again, tossed another bucket of water over her. 

She vaguely heard their warning threat, probably not to tell anyone but she didn’t really take in what was said, and then they left.  She lay on the desk like that, the whole weekend, unmoving and she didn’t sleep.  She just stayed in a state of separated-consciousness, aware of nothing and everything.  Monday morning came and the teacher of that classroom came in and screamed when she saw Vanessa lying naked on her desk in blood, cum and water.  The teacher’s screams brought several other teachers in the vicinity and they all were horrified and feared that Vanessa was dead.  The teacher who had discovered Vanessa was a biology teacher and ran over to Vanessa and checked her pulse while another teacher used the classroom telephone to call 911.  “She’s alive but unconscious!” The first teacher called out which the teacher on the phone relayed to the 911 operator.  “They’re sending an ambulance, Sarah.”  The other teachers fetched the principle and he decided to close the school for that day so they proceeded to send the arriving students back home.  All wondered what was going on and what on earth an ambulance and a police car were doing in front of their school but none would find out until the next days news report. 

The paramedics brought Vanessa about and the police asked what had happened she uttered a disjointed sentence before passing out again.  “Raped...senior football team...the coach...Mr. Jenner...all of them.”  The revelation of her sentence was met with utter horror and disgust.  The police copied down her statement and immediately began proceedings to round up all of the men Vanessa had mentioned for questioning and for Vanessa to identify.  The paramedics took Vanessa to the hospital and she came around again and asked for her parents who arrived shortly after.  It took a few months but all of the men were sent to jail and Vanessa tried to go on with her life but was too afraid to leave the house, to afraid to even try and so she lived the rest of her life as an agoraphobic. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The priest of the church (monastery) pt 2

talina_nezzer on Forced Stories

              Anna moaned as her muscles began to ache. She’d been in this dungeon for over two hours and no one had come to take her out. The archbishop had not yet come and she feared that if she were here any longer she would take to a cold. She was about to start screaming for help when she heard the unmistakable creak, indicating that the key to the door of the cell was being opened. The door was a heavy wooden door with a rounded top. There was only a tiny space to look through. The door opened and Anna tried to adjust her eyes to the light that was shining from the small torch a small woman was holding. Despite the fact that it was nearing night time, the woman still wore her bonnet. As Anna’s eyes adjusted to the light, she saw that the woman had a long jagged scar etched into the skin of her face, right below her eyes. The woman gazed at her with some sympathy but it was quickly replaced with one that most servants wore, a lowered gaze. The woman looked to be about her age, add or subtract two years. She wasn’t gorgeous like Anna, nor was she pretty, but she certainly was not ugly. She had an amazing body, once again, not as amazing like Anna’s but not ugly. Lush pink lips and grey eyes were positioned on her face. Her face was sculpted artfully but hollow cheeks (due to lack of food), stress lines, and the scar on her face erased from the fact that she may have once been beautiful. Her breasts(32 C), average size, round and somewhat saggy. Well that’s how it appeared through her loose dress. She was average height rounded hips, small pert rounded bottom.

The archbishop has commanded you to be bathed in rose water and fed" she said.

Anna smiled, fortune was begging to gaze upon her. Soon, she would be out of this church, she would tell her mum and family that she had bathed in rose water. The woman unlocked her shackles and helped her up. She pulled Anna out of the dungeon and locked the heavy door. They walked up the dimly stairs struggling not to trip. They passed through a narrow passage underground which Anna assumed were for the servants. They entered into what Anna assumed was the kitchen which had a wooden tub filled with steaming water...scented with rose perfume. She handed Anna a coarse bar of soap.

“I shall leave you to bathe. When you are done, put on this dress and hand me your clothes. There is mutton, fish, fruits and bread on the table”, said the woman.

Anna’s mouth began to water at the thought of enjoying such a scrumptious meal. She had never had a feast like that in her entire life.

“Wait, what is your name”? asked Anna as the woman limped away.

“Gretel.... not that it matters” she murmured

“Thank you...Gretel” . Anna stripped out of dress and entered the water. The water was so hot and smelled so nice. She lathered the soap into her hair washing it thoroughly. The lathered her breasts and enjoyed the feeling of her soft firm bubbies. She slid her finger into her clitoris and moaned as the hot water entered, enjoying the feeling. “I am in heaven, I wish to live here forever” she whispered to no one in particular. She let the rose water wash over her senses. Lastly, she scrubbed under her arms, and her feet. She saw buckets of warm water at the corner meant for rinsing and she made good use of it. Once finished, she sat at the table eating the food, savoring the taste while waiting for her body to dry. She decided to hide some food and save it for her family. Perhaps Gretel would be kind enough to tie it in a bundle for her on her way home. As she swallowed her last bite and took her last tiny sip of mead, a man entered into the room. He gasped at her naked figure, but the astonishment quickly left his face as he relished in her beauty. He was a monk, Anna could tell by his habit(dress), it wasn’t as elegant as the priests or archbishops. His hair was also cut into the usual monk style.

“Excuse me, I was just about to dress” said Anna, her cheeks becoming quite pink. The monk turned to leave hastily and Anna took that opportunity to put on her dress.  

She noticed that though it was long and had a high neckline, it was very transparent and you could see her whole nude body. At that moment Gretel entered, her dress in disarray. 

“Priest Von Schliender (Hans) has ordered you to be led to meet the archbishop. I shall take you to the meeting room.”

         Anna shivered from the cold as Gretel led her down a long narrow, dimly lit hallway. They curved up a flight of stairs, walking about 8 flights of steep stairs before reaching the room. The room was isolated from the rest of the building though it was a part of the building. Any sound made would not be heard. Gretel opened the door and hung the torch on the wall. She lit the other torches. Though the room was bright, well....it wasn’t that bright (haha). Bright enough that you could see.  “God be with you” said Gretel softly. It took a moment for Anna to see what was in the room but what she saw was only what one could imagine what hell would be like. There was a roaring fire in the fireplace. Along the wall was lined chains with spiked balls, nails, mallets, clamps, a couple of ropes hung from the ceiling of the room. There were needles, bats, whips, and some other things which she didn’t know. As she was about to turn and leave for fear of being in the wrong room, the archbishop entered. Upon gazing at him, she bowed down before him.

“Get up” grunted the archbishop. He was dressed like the men who were given the task of beheading someone. His face was covered in a mask but she could still tell it was him due to the cross he wore on his neck.

“Bless me”, whispered Anna remaining bowed.

“I will not bless a witch”, replied the archbishop.

“But father, I am not a witch, it was a mere misunderstanding. Bless me father”.

The archbishop pulled Anna by her hair to her feet. “You are a witch” he yelled. He looked at her lush body and knew he would have fun destroying it, just like he had destroyed Gretel’s.

“Father, I am not a witch” protested Anna.

“You dare to lie to me, in the house of God. You dare to call me a liar. You dare to call me wrong. You shall suffer greatly for your mistake you heinous witch.” barked the archbishop?

“But father...” Anna’s sentence was not finished because the archbishop struck her face with the back of his hand. A slap that sent her tumbling to the ground.  The archbishop carried her to the table and lay her down on her back so her face was towards him. He cuffed her wrists and ankles to the wooden table. “Father, what have I done to deserve this”? Another harsh slap sent her to oblivion.

“You will shutup except if I permit you to speak, understand?”  Anna nodded. The archbishop ripped her dress off and Anna shrieked in surprise. An archbishop was not to do this. He was to be a man of God. The Archbishop grabbed her face roughly and pulled it towards him almost breaking her neck as he did so. “Shut up you whore”, he hissed, his breath very sour. She choked from his foul smell. He looked at her breasts. “These breasts that you’ve used to tempt men shall surely suffer “ he said.

But how have I tempted people? I am very modest thought Anna.

The archbishop grabbed both breasts and began fondling roughly, squeezing as hard as he could as if trying to pop them.  He dug his nails into them and Anna bucked in pain. She shrieked loudly. He laughed cruelly as he continued mauling her breasts. Taking her nipples in between thumb and forefingers. He tweaked and twisted them enjoying the feeling. He pulled her nipples as far away from her body and she groaned in pain. He dug his nails into her nipples enjoying the feeling and rolling it between his fingers making it hard.  Anna bucked and screamed at his roughness. He laughed and opened his mouth. He bit into her left nipple biting as hard as he could, drawing a little bit of blood. Anna choked in horror as she felt her nipple was being bit. He moved to her right nipple doing the same until they were tender and full. He then proceeded to try and take her whole left breast into his mouth but this was impossible. He bit chewed and mauled both breasts enjoying the feeling of tit flesh. He stood upright and Anna sighed...feeling somewhat relieved. The archbishop grabbed a horse riding crop off the wall.

“I shall ask you again, Are you a witch”?

“No” replied Anna.  She received a whip on her breast, a painful one for that matter. The archbishop continued whipping her aiming her especially for her nipples.  Anna’s screams could be heard through out the room. Despite the pain, her pussy betrayed her and began to drip in anticipation.

“Are you a witch?” asked the Archbishop again

“If I say I am, what shall be the consequences”? asked Anna eager to be finished with this breast punishment.

“Surely you have seen witches burned at stake”? replied the Archbishop. He was not eager to end this torture. The taste of her blood from her nipples that he had caused was driving him insane. His cock had already began to harden at the sight of her rosy cheeks, beautiful face, and lush body.

I don’t want to be burned thought Anna fearfully, remembering the burnings she had seen. She shivered, “I am not a witch” replied Anna.

Another 50 lashes were aimed at her breast and nipples. Her nipples began to swell painfully and the arch bishop enjoyed the sight of them being stretched.

“Are you a witch, you bloody liar?”

“Nughhhh, no I am not”, replied Anna, not wanting to be tortured any longer but not wanting to die a death similar to hell. Another 100 lashes were aimed at her breasts. She cried with each lash and her voice became sore.

“So you refuse to speak? Maybe the breast ripper or the cat claws shall get you talking”. Anna gasped as he spoke. “Or shall I save that for the very last minute? I think I shall”. The priest grabbed a metal rod from the wall and held it towards the fire letting the tip get hot. When it was hot enough, he walked to the table, towering over Anna and placed the tip of the burning rod on Anna’s right nipple. Anna screamed in pain unable to contain herself. The voice that she thought was gone still remained.

“Arghhhhhhh” screamed Anna. He heated the rod again and repeated the same procedure for her left nipple. He held the rod there until the nipple became burned and charred. He rolled both nipples between his fingers and smiled at how she cringed due to sensitivity of her burned charred nipples. Bending once more, he bit each nipple, tenderly at first as if to savour the taste, then forcefully as if he wanted to rip it out of her breast. Grabbing two large ropes from the wall, he tied them around the base of each breast tightly, until it felt as if there was no blood flow. Grabbing another two tiny ropes, he tied them tightly around the base of each nipple.  The nipples began to become more swollen and full. Grabbing two clamps, he clamped each nipple and Anna hissed in pain, bucking wildly, her pussy spewing forth her juices. Looking in that direction, the archbishop saw Anna’s pink virginal pussy and smiled. His cock twitched and he almost had an orgasm thinking about how he was going to take her virginity.

                He grabbed the whip again and headed to her pussy. He began rubbing the pussy roughly getting her as wet as possible. She bucked crying in pain and pleasure. “Father, please stop!”

“Didn’t I tell you not to speak”? He barked. “You shall pay for disobeying my orders.” He bent down and began licking her pussy. He licked intently enjoying the taste. He spread the pussy lips wanting to get more of his tongue in. He bit the centrefold of her pussy lightly, not wanting to draw blood just yet. Anna bucked in extreme pleasure, wanting him to continue the miracles with his mouth but wanting him to stop. Slowly, he slid one finger into her pussy. It was so tight and Anna groaned in pain. He slid his finger in and out slowly enjoying the feeling of her hot pussy. The smell was intoxicating. He slid a second finger in and she began bucking faster and faster. He tried to fit a third but she was too tight. Letting his tongue take over the job, he slid his tongue into her slit as far as he could, licking her pussy in anticipation. He began stroking his cock as he continued. It was so hard by now and it needed to be sucked. Rising from the floor he pulled down his trousers and out dropped a 9 inch(length) thick cock. Anna gasped, so this is what the male organ looks like she thought in horror. It was so thick and long. How was it to fit in her pussy?

“You are going to suck my prised possession”. He stared at her breasts which had begun to turn a light shade of blue. Smiling, he grabbed the needles he had placed in the fire and began to poke each into her breast. She hissed in pain, this was far too painful and what she really wanted was him to continue the wonders with her pussy. Once all the needles were in her breasts and one in the center of each nipple, he un-cuffed her wrists and ankles. Grabbing her by her hair, he shoved her on her knees. “Suck my organ” he barked. Fearfully, Anna held the organ and tentatively began licking the tip of his cock. “I said suck not lick”. He shoved her head into the cock, deep throating her. She couldn’t breathe. She sucked harder and felt his cock begin to thicken more and more. She sucked and felt him begin to harden. He groaned and stiffening for a moment, he brought forth his seed into her mouth. “Swallow it you whorish witch, you trash”. Anna swallowed, obeying his command. She didn’t exactly like the taste of the slippery slimy hot liquid. It was salty and she took more in as to avoid his punishments. He pulled her head away from his cock. “Very good whore, very good”.

 He shoved her back onto the table and re-cuffed her wrists. He stretched his legs as far as they would go then cuffed her ankles. Taking his hard cock, he tried to shove it in.  It was too tight. He shoved it in a little more. She screamed in pain as he continued trying to shove his cock in. He grunted again. “Tighter than a hen’s ass” he screamed. Oh God this hurts so much she thought. He shoved it in more again and broke her vaginal walls. Blood sputtered forth and she grunted. He shoved it in more and more. Shoving it harder and harder each time and at a faster rate. After the initial pain of having her walls broken, it was just penetration. He grunted with each pound and pumped faster and faster groaning and moaning. She screamed in pain. He un-cuffed her ankles and raised her legs onto his shoulder, pumping faster and harder each time. It felt so painful and great. He pumped harder and harder each time and he felt his cock harden. She stiffened and he stiffened and they both came at the same time spilling forth their cum at the same time; their white juices splattering on the table and on their bodies. The archbishop collapsed for a moment before getting up. He cleaned himself with her cloth and put back on his elegant habit, wiping the sweat off his face.

“Gretel shall see to you, I believe that you would have gotten acquainted with her by now. Perhaps she will join us in one of our confessionals. I shall get you to confess to your witchery Anna”, he said, giving her nipples and breast  (which had turned to a shade of purple by now) one last pinch before heading out the door and closing it.

 WHAT CAN I SAY? COMMENTS COMMENTS COMMENTS. I NEED NEW IDEAS FOR PT 3