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She Had a Choice

leveninches on Forced Stories

She had the choice.  In spite of all that happened and what she said afterwards, she always had the choice.  We had been out drinking...well, I had.  I was loaded.  She didn't drink.  She was a freshman that year, still clinging to her homespun Catholic midwestern ideals.  She didn't drink, didn't do drugs, only smoked to be cool...and had held on to her virginity.

 

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Not that I hadn't been working her.  The entire first semester she was there, I had been her friend, complimenting her, listening to her problems, her difficulties adjusting to college life, her arguments with her mother.  One night, after only a few weeks of school had passed, I decided to make my first move, and invited her out to a local college haunt.  It wasn't a romantic spot at all; it was really just a place where you could get a burrito and a beer, overly loud, screened-in porch, etc.  I think a movie star or a rock musician or two had frequented it in the past or something, giving it its allure.  It wasn't the sort of place where you could impress a girl by buying her an expensive meal.  Rather, you had to impress her by listening to what she said and talking intelligently about her interests. 

 

That night, we went back to my dorm room.  We talked some more, talked and talked and talked.  She was getting visibly flustered.  I could tell that she was becoming more and more attracted to me, and this attraction scared her.  She clearly didn't know what she would do if left alone with me, and she asked me to take her back to her dorm.  We got into my car, and after perhaps thirty seconds of silence I started up a new conversation.  By the time we got to the parking lot outside of her dorm, I had her once again talking in-depth about herself.  I asked her about a boy back home she had mentioned several times. 

 

"It must have been hard," I said, "leaving the boy you love behind to come to school."

 

"Oh no," she shook her head vigorously.  "He's not, like, my boyfriend, or anything.  I've never had a boyfriend."

 

"Never had a boyfriend?" I said, seizing my chance and touching her hair lightly.  "Girl as pretty as you?  Bullshit."

 

She winced, as she always did when I swore around her.  "Nope.  I've never even been kissed."

 

Without speaking I pulled her head towards me and began kissing her deeply.  After a moment of furious kissing I pulled back from her and said, "Now you have." 

 

She took the initiative now, kissing me deeply and passionately.  What happened next happened quickly.  It's another reason that I still think that she had a choice those three months later.  I whispered in her ear that she was making me hugely hard.  Her face went pink, but she didn't pull back or try to get out of the car.  Grabbing her wrist and pulling it towards my lap, I asked her if she wanted to touch it.  She nodded, shaking, as I put her hand on my rigid cock and held it forcefully against my tightening jeans, kissing her again. 

 

"Do you want to see it?" I asked.

 

She nodded again, more enthusiastically this time, and I told her to undo my pants.  She had trouble with my belt buckle, so I undid that for her while she unzipped and unsnapped me.  When my jeans were open, I slid them down along with my boxer shorts, revealing my hard dick.  Without asking, I held it at the base with my left hand, raising it up, and simultaneously pushed down on the back of her neck.  Within seconds this little timid Catholic virgin was sucking my cock, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on my thigh, trying hard not to gag on me as she was unable to swallow her spit, which coated my balls in a wet sheen. 

 

Who knows how many of her fellow residents passed by and saw what was happening?  Who knows how many knew who she was?  I don't know and I don't care, but I certainly didn't tell her if they passed by, or if they lingered.  As nice as I had been to her, there had always been a purpose, and this was it.  Finally I pulled her head off of my cock and put her hand on it instead, holding her lips mere inches from the tip of my glans as I told her to use her spit as lube and beat me off.  I used the hair at the base of her neck to keep her from recoiling in shock as what felt like a gallon of cum shot out onto her lips and face and glasses. 

 

She sat up, lips glistening, still dirty from what I had shot onto her.  As I used her left hand to wipe the last remainders of my load off of my cock, I asked -- tenderly, mind you -- if she felt all right about what had just happened.

 

"I...I guess," she said.  I could tell she was lying.  In fact, she was on the verge of tears.  It was time for the test.  I took her right hand, the one not slimed with semen, kissed the tips of her fingers, and placed it under her skirt. 

 

"What do you feel like doing now?" I asked as she gasped.  "Tell me the truth.  How wet is that little virgin cunt?"

 

"You're not supposed to call it that," she admonished me, but didn't take her hand away from her crotch. 

 

"Answer my question"

 

After a moment's hesitation:  "Really wet."

 

A girl who will suck a cock seconds after getting her first kiss is not a girl who should cry rape later on.  A girl who will wear my hot load back to her dorm room while people are still up and around is not a girl who should be concerned about the way people view her.  However, should and will are two different things.  There was one more time that semester that she sucked my cock, and then a friend of hers convinced her that I was the wrong sort of people to be hanging out with.  I had to work an entire nother semester to get what I really wanted from her, and I almost missed my chance.

 

We were out drinking, like I said before, only I was shooting whiskey while she nursed a Diet Coke.  It wasn't just us; we were out with a group of friends, celebrating the Super Bowl.  The Rams had defeated Tennessee on the final play of the ballgame.  It was one of the coldest nights of the year, and my dorm's proximity to the bar compared with hers, coupled with the fact that although I was her ride home, I was hopelessly blitzed, may have contributed to her being in my dorm room that night.  But mainly, it was my willingness to listen to all of her problems and concerns. 

 

She had never had a good relationship with her mother, a domineering and judgmental cunt from the description.  Somehow -- I can't remember how, as drunk as I was -- that subject came up.  We came to a point where I could turn one way and be at my dorm, or turn another way and drive to hers, where I asked her if she wanted to keep talking or if she wanted to go to bed.  She chose to keep talking, and we went back to my dorm room.  She was enticed, she said later, by the prospect of having my ear all night long.  I promised to talk to her as long as I could stay awake, but the second we got to my dorm room I stripped naked, shut off the lights, told her she could have the top bunk, and passed out in my bed. 

 

The next thing I remember is waking up at around four in the morning, still drunk and desperately horny.  I didn't even think; I simply rolled out of bed, climbed up top, pulled down the covers, grabbed her hand, and placed it on my cock.  Now she claims that she was sleeping right up until the point of penetration, but I know differently.  Her hand grasped.  It moved up and down my shaft.  And yes, it struggled when I first grabbed the wrist. 

 

When I was fully hard, I rolled her over and straddled her face, dipping the head of my cock between her lips.  It took a couple of pokes, but I felt her lips part, felt her tongue on me, recognized that feeling.  I knew that, drunk as I was, I was about to lose my balance and fall, so I pulled away from her face before that could happen.  I rolled her back onto her stomach and pushed up her long skirt.  She was wearing - I kid you not - white cotton granny panties underneath.  I'm sorry for the vulgarity, but that's the only way that I can describe them.  I pulled them down.  I saw what was before me.  I knew that now was the time.  Pick one, I told myself.  Pick one. 

 

Here's how I made my choice:  I knew that I was too drunk to pull out, and I knew that, being a virgin, there's no way this girl was on the pill.  Her virginity would have to wait; I pressed the head of my cock against her tight pink anus.  It took some force, but I finally penetrated her.  She never fought me.

 

I'd like to repeat that.  It's important that you know that she never fought me. 

 

She moaned a bit when the head of my cock went into her asshole.  She cried out in pain when I shoved the entire length of my shaft into her.  But that was the extent of the sound that came out of her.  She never struggled, never told me no, never tried to get away or push me off.  And she could have; she was sober and I was drunk, she was taller than me and athletic and could have overpowered me in that state, had she chosen to.  She chose to lie there and let me violate her ass for nearly fifteen minutes. 

 

Once the full shaft had penetrated and my balls were resting on the backs of her thighs, a strange thing happened.  The tightness stayed; she was incredibly tight.  But it became easier to push in and out, as if she was self-lubricating.  In my stupor, I forgot all anal sex technique and started fucking her ass as if it were a pussy.  When I came I slammed into her and stretched her asshole upwards at the same time, and while she made no noise she gripped the sheets tightly, her body went rigid, and her shoulders began spasming, almost as if she were crying. 

 

I left my load in her, climbed back down into my bed, and went to sleep.

 

Later, when the accusations were flying, I claimed to not remember any of it happening.  I was passed out, I said, I had so much to drink you could have told me I tamed an elephant and I wouldn't remember it.

 

But I remember.  I remember very well.

Rude Awakening

valechan on Forced Stories

"You are a girl... a GIRL!" cried Benny as he threw his glove upon the sofa.

"sorry..." sobbed Joe, half crying, half whimpering, closing the door behind him.

"What's all that ruckus?" said their mother, her hands covered in latex gloves, holding a filthy frying pan and a bar of soap, her dress covered in a flower apron.

"Josephina here..." said Benny sarcastically. "He cost us the game! He throws like a damn girl!" he said, his angry face inches away from Joe's.

"Benny! Don't you realize your brother is way too young? It's not his fault if you take him to your games." said their mother, leaving the pan and taking her youngest away from his brother.

"When I was his age I was great at baseball.

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.." spat Benny "... he's a whimp. A girl... a faggot..."

Theresa Rourke covered her mouth in shock and uttered in a very angry tone "Benjamin Phillip Rourke! How can you say such a word? You're grounded! GROUNDED!" she roared. She stood up, higher than she ever had, even though her son was far taller than she was. "You're going to your room right now and you're not allowed to leave until I say so!"

"I'm nineteen, you can't send me to my room." he said, crossing his arms defiantly.

"Yes I can young man, as long as you live under my roof, you'll live under my laws! NOW MOVE IT!" she said, pointing at the staircase.

Benny stared at his mother, a smug grin on his face. But then she moved one step forward, opening her hand and raising it.  Covering his face he made a run for the stairs "Fine I'll go... but you should punish pussy boy there too... he cost us the game!" he said, in spite of his mother's outrage.

"That bloody no good... I can't wait until summer's over and he leaves for college again..." muttered Theresa to herself.

"Mom... what's a faggot?" asked the boy. He had never heard that word before and did not understand why his mother had reacted that way.

His mother looked at him, her eyes almost covered in tears.  She crouched before him, gently removing the long brown hair from his face, getting a good look at his boyish features.  "You don't have to worry about that sweety. It's just a nasty word that only a nasty boy like your brother can say. Don't mind it." she said.

"But ... he called me that before you know... and his friends too, especially just now... he was really mad at me for being such a lousy pitcher..." the kid said, doing his best to contain his tears.

"Like I said, it's not your fault. You're merely a twelve year old boy. Your brother and his friends are far older than you, far bigger. He should never have taken you to play in the first place." she said reasurringly. "Now come, join me
in the kitchen. I still haven't cleaned the spoon and I reckon there's a bit of cookie dough in it still."

A big smile reached across Joe's face and he followed his mom.

"Foul loathsome pussy boy..." said Benny, quite mad, hitting his pillow. "Stupid cunt. Cost us the game..." he said under his breath, quite mad at his young sibling. He stared at his watch. 6 PM, almost time for dinner. Dinner he would miss because of his stupid, girl-like brother. He threw himself on his bed angrily. He laid there for a second or two, thinking about it. He heard the front door, father was home. Would his father side with him? He had always said that Joe wasn't as masculine as he should have been. He was always saying the
boy needed a haircut, that it wasn't right for a man to have long hair. But mother had always defended him, mother had always nurtured little Joe, always pampered him. Benny turned and hit the pillow again, angry and jealous at his brother. He laid for a couple more minutes, sinking his mind in his dark thoughts. Absent-mindledly he got up from the bed, turned on his radio and walked towards his closet. He opened it and then searched for the false floorboard, removing it and getting what he wanted. He carefully took the whisky bottle in his hands, almost hiding it from view. He closed the false floorboard, the closet, and then moved to the door, securing it with the lock. Relaxed now that he was safe he jumped on his bed and begun to drink, allowing his mind to think back how much he hated his pussy brother.

Hours passed. Joe climbed to his bed, his body scarcely covered by a long shirt that used to belong to Benny. Tired as he was (and full of his mom's delicious cookies), he quickly fell asleep, his window open and the moonlight bathing his room. Calmness took over suburbia. Suddenly the calm was broken as Joe's bedroom door opened slowly. Benny grinned as he saw his brother's sleeping form. He carefully closed the door. Drunk as he was it wasn't easy, but Benny had mastered the art of drunk sneaking during his time at college, where he would sneak into the girl's dormitories to fuck them silly. He locked the door and chuckled in anticipation. He stared at his girl of a brother and his grin faded, to be replaced by a mad look. Being a really hot night, Ben's 6 foot body was covered only by his underwear.
He removed it instantly, his drunken mind anticipating what he was about to do. His big 9inch cock slapped against his flat stomach as he did, and he prowled towards the bed. He carefully lifted his old shirt from his brother's ass, revealing the smooth, hairless behind of a twelve year old boy.
"Just like a girl..." he muttered. "Stupid cunt..." he said, spatting on it.
Without further ado, he got on top of his little brother, crushing him with his football-playing body weight.

The sudden weight upon him awakened Joe, but before he could even gasp a strong powerful hand gripped his mouth and he could not utter a single sound.
"You fucking faggott... I'm gonna teach you a lesson..." the rough voice in his ear was easily recognizable. The stale stench of liquor filled his senses, but still he knew his brother was on top of him. It took Joe a second to realize his brother had a stick or something between them. "Oh god...  he's gonna beat me up..." he thought, believing his brother had brought a baseball bat. How very wrong he was.

"You've had this coming for a long time pussy boy..." said Benny, removing his brother's underpants with one quick motion, while tightly holding his mouth. "... ever since I saw you making floral arrangenments with mom... you're such a faggott... I'm gonna give you just what you want..."
"no...please no..." tried to speak Joe, but it was no use. He heard his brother spat on something, and seconds later a cold, wet finger started to rub his anus. The finger didn't linger for long, and soon he felt a huge, hot head approaching.
"You're gonna love this bro... I'm gonna tear you in half for making me loose..." Benny's drunken state had made him loose all rationalization. Without waiting, he began to force his big hot cock up his brother's ass. He could feel it tearing, his young brother's quivering body below him. But he didn't stop. Tears fell from Joe's eyes as he tried to scream, a silent scream that was unheard by his assailant. And Benny smiled, forcing his way up. For Benny it was a couple of seconds to get all in, for Joe it felt like a eternity of pain. "Fucking tight..." said Benny. He eased off a bit, moving his hips forward, trying to open the young, tight hole by moving in circles. Benny smiled as he felt liquid around his cock, he knew Joe was bleeding. This seemed to turn him
on even more. Slowly he begun his attack. He took his cock out, and then he got back in, and then out, and then in, increasing his pace. "Gonna... fuck... you... bitch..." he whispered in his brother's ears.
Joe cried heavily, pain shooting up all over his body. Each thrust felt even worse, each thrust tearing his flesh apart.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you bitch... of course you are... all faggots love big cocks." said Benny, his voice ragged and a bit louder than before.
Joe didn't know how long he remained there, just laying on his bed, getting his ass ripped by his much older brother. He cried until there were no more tears, his mouth hurting from his brother's tight grip. He felt Benny quickening his pace, making shorter withdrawals and then Benny realeased a moan of pleasure on his ear, his stale alcohol-filled breath filling Joe's senses once more, and he felt Benny's cock explode inside of him.
Benny remained there, enjoying his orgams, filling his baby brother with his cum. After a while he moved closer to his brother's ears "Bitch, you're gonna do everything I say, or I'm gonna beat the crap out of you so badly you're gonna be
in a hospital bed until I get back to school. You hear me?"
Joe nodded slightly, his tears fresh on his face.
"Good bitch... now I'm gonna release your mouth, you're not gonna even think about screaming or saying anything..." Benny said, Joe nodded again. After a second of thinking, Benny removed his hand and lifted himself from his brother, his hard cock leaving the little boy's ass. "Fuck... I really messed you up..." he said, looking at the blood/cum covered ass. "And I really messed me up..." he added, watching his cock with the same liquids. He turned his brother around, making him lie with his face up and sat on his brother's chest.
"See this?" he said, patting his brother's lips with his massive hard cock. "This is what I fucked you with...as you can see it's all filthy with your blood and my cum... I want you to open you mouth wide now bitch..."
Joe hesitated, but he was too afraid and too much in pain to truly think so he did as ordered. Benny grinned, his drunken eyes staring at the moonlight lit scene. He plunged his cock deep into his brother's mouth, making him clean it off.  Since it was hard, it didn't take long, even for a mind as drunk as Benny's to realize what to do. He grabbed his brother's head and began to fuck his mouth. Joe flapped his arms, trying to stop the sudden, savage attack on his mouth but Benny could not be stopped "You bite me and you're dead cunt..." said the eldest brother, moving his hips back an forth, sinking his nine inch cock in the wet cavern.
Joe's eyes opened again in tears as his brother forced his cock up his mouth. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, all he could do was lie there.
Benny fucked his baby brother's mouth for a short while and then erupted in pleasure as shot after shot of cum left his cock and splattered the small throat. Grinning he took it out of his brother's mouth, sending a last stream of cum right in his face. Grinning ever more broadly he hit the face with the heavy cock a couple of times "Well done cunt... well done bitch..." he smiled. Slowly he got down from his brother's chest. He grabbed Joe's hair and looked at his handywork. Blood/cum covered lips and cheeks greeted him. "Listen up bitch. You will never talk about this ... and starting today you're mine to do as I please. Cunts in this fucking town are not half as good as the cunts in college, so, for the remainder of my so-called Summer Holidays, you're gonna be my bitch. Hear?" He slapped his brother, and Joe slowly nodded. "And don't even dream about telling mom..." Benny ended his threat as he released his brother's hair. "Now get some sleep, tomorrow's gonna be a beauuuuutiful day..." He said grinning and he laughed as he left his brother's room.
Joe sank in his pillow, crying, bleeding, hurting. He knew the worst time of his life was just starting, and he knew he was powerless to stop it...

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Familar Voice, Part 1

b0ndag3fr3ak on Forced Stories

It was Tuesday, and Ashley was out on the the track ready for practice in the usually attire of blue short-shorts, and white t-shirt.  For her age, 16, she was decently, well built girl.  She stood at 5'6", 115 lbs, with icy blue eyes that could make any man get on his knees. 
It was very odd; normally, at her highschool anyway, the track people only met on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  Despite the fact, the sign on the gym door had said that practice had been rescheduled.

Ashley waited patiently, but as her watched ticked from 3:30, to 4:10, she began to wonder whether or not she had been tricked.  She stretched her legs for a moment, then sighed.   Feeling stupid, she began walking back up to the school.  She turned left down the corridor, b

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ut was abruptly forced against the wall.  "What the-" Ashley stammered..  A forceful hand struck her across the face.  "Dont say a word, bitch." The male voice was familar, and very demanding.  His body pressed up against hers.  Her heart-beat was so fast, she though it might burst out of her chest! The male had her pressed up against the wall at an angle, so she wasn't able to see his face; but still the voice she heard was so familar.

The two stood there, Ashley pressed against the wall mercilessly, her breasts hurt from the amount of force he was applying to her.  He laughed softly, then pressed his hand over her eyes.  Lowering his head slightly, he ran his tongue slowly across her lips.  Her body quivered, and she tried to stop him, but he proceeded to slide his tongue into her mouth.  She gagged and tried to break away, but this only resulted in him biting down hard upon her lower lip, causing it to bleed.  He whispered into your ear, "I've been watching you...  Lusting you...  I need you," he hissed.  "You might not want me, but I dont care.  I will have you when the time is right." He quickly spun her around, pressing against the wall.  She sunk down to the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks.  When she turned to see his face, he was already gone.

-----Later that day-----

Ashley had returned home as quickly as possible.  She had called her friend Tori to come and pick her up, she was too nervous to walk home all alone..  On the way home, the two girls said nothing to one another.   Tori placed a comforting hand onto Ashley's shoulder, but Ashley pulled away quickly.  "Ash? What's your malfunction? Is something wrong?" Tori asked.  She shook her head 'no'.  Tori frowned, stopping the car in front of her friend's house.  She whispered a quiet 'thank-you' to Tori, then swiftly walked up to the front door, making sure it was closed completely and locked tight when she came in.  It was only 5 o' clock, so she decided to go into the kitchen to grab something to snack on.  There was a note on the fridge from her parents, "Gone to airport, on our way to Hawaii, call you when we get there.  Love you.  Hugs and kisses, Mom&Dad."
She sighed.  Her parents had been planning this trip forever..  But on the one night she wished they were home, they were on an airplane headed to Hawaii.  After eating a bowl of soup with a few crackers, she head upstairs to shower. 

She turned the handle in the shower on, and undressed while the water heated up.  Her hair fell down onto her shoulders as she un-did it from the ponytail she had it in earlier.  After checking to make sure the water wasn't too hot nor too cold, she stepped in and let the water caress her body.  Droplets of water slowly rolled down the slopes of her breasts, down her stomach, along the inside of her thighs, making her shiver.  She went to grab the bar of soap, but, for the second time today, was forcefully thrown against the wall.  "I told you I'd be back," the male voice whispered.  She could tell by how close he was to her, that he was still wearing clothes.  He had a raging hard-on, which Ashley could feel against her.  He grabbed her by the hair, and forced her onto the floor of the shower while he un-did his pants.  She looked away, but -grabbing her hair again- he forced her to watched.  He slid his pants down and off, followed by his boxers, allowing his shaft to be fully erect in front of her.  "You poor innocent soul," he said, "I hope your ready."  For the first time, she was able to see his face.  "R-r-ichard?!?" she stuttered.  He looked down at her, then slapped her hard across the face.  "As of this moment, you'll call me master." Tears began coming out of her eyes again, but because of the water from the shower, he couldn't tell.  He pulled his shirt off, and tossed it aside as well.  "B-b-ut R-r-ich" she began, but was again confronted with the pain of being struck across the face.  "I told you once before, you little bitch, it's master to you." She looked down in shame, thinking of the events soon to come.  She knew she was going to be forced to do things she didn't want to, but why did that turn her on? Her nipples perked up, Richard kneeled in front of her and made her look him in the eyes.  "If you be good," he said, "I won't have to be mean." She nodded slowly, replying with, "Yes, master."

He stood up again, positioning his prick in front of her face.  "Ever sucked a man before, slave?" She shook her head no.  "Breathe through your nose, suck it hard, and DONT USE YOUR TEETH!" She was too afraid, and tried to back away.  He grabbed her by the hair and yelled, "Do it now, Bitch!" She placed her lips over the head of his prick before slowly allowing it to enter her mouth.  She swirled her tounged around slowly, getting the reaction of a moan from her master.  He ran his hand slowly over her head, caressing her gently.   "Mmmm...  That's a good girl." He looked down, just as she was looking up at him with her innocent blue eyes.  He felt a slight sting of pity, but it quickly passed as he yelled, "Faster, you whore!"

Her head bobbed up and down along his cock, her hand caressing the part of his shaft that wouldn't fit all the way into her mouth.  Without thinking, he shoved his prick down her throat, and began throatfucking her as she gagged for breath.  He moved hard and fast, groaning loudly, before shooting four or five loads of cum into the back of her throat.  He pulled out.  She coughed and gagged, but thought it'd be wise to swallow it all.  She swallowed just as he said, "Open your mouth," she did, "Good girl." He caressed the top of her head again.  "Now the real fun begins." His smirk was devilish, and she knew that he had much more planned.

After grabbing a towel, he turned the shower off, and began to dry the water off her skin.  He was gently, and very kind about it, not forceful and mean like before.  Slapping her ass he said, "Your bedroom, now." She walked out of the bathroom into her room, completely naked.  He closed and locked the door behind him, making sure the window and curtains were closed.  His body was quickly next to hers, pressing her against the bed.  She stumbled over, and fell onto her back upon the bed.  Even as vulnerable and as scared as she felt, she knew better then to behave badly.  He pressed his lips against hers, she didnt fight back.  Her lips pressed back against his, and this time, she slid her tongue into his mouth.  He opened his eyes in surprise, but quickly closed them, seeing hers were still shut. 

With his left hand, he reach down between her legs, swirling a finger around her hole.  Her flesh broke out in goose-bumps, and her nipples became hard and erect again.  He slowly inserted a finger into her soaking wet pussy, and began pushing it in as far as it would go, and then pulling back out.  After awhile he picked up the pace until she was moaning as loudly as he thought possible.  When she was on the verge of her climax he stopped.  She looked at him in confusion.  He made sure she had plenty of pillows and was as comfortable as possible.  She became nervous again as he pressed her shoulders done roughly.  He positioned himself at her hole, and without warning, pressed in as hard as he could.  She let out a scream, mixed with both pain and pleasure.  The smell of sex filled the room as her cherry popped.  He picked up the face, continuing at a specific rythm, using his hands under her ass to move her at the same rythm as himself.  He fucked her steadily for what seemed like forever, but on the verge of blowing his load, fucked her hole as fast as he possibly could.  He blew his load into her, just as she climaxed, and had her first orgasm.  She held tightly onto him, and he onto her.  They layed there, him still inside her, holding each other.  It was only Tuesday, he thought, her parents wouldn't be home until Friday...

Illegal Entry

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     She entered her apartment, tossing her briefcase onto the couch, and making a beeline to the bedroom for a quick switch; to exchange her work clothes for something much more comfortable.  It had been another horrendous day; taxing her nerves, and making her wonder whether she should have chosen a calmer, less stressful profession. 

     Shucking her gray suit and frilly white blouse, she stood before the mirror for a few moments; fondling her 36-D breasts, her fingers caressing their dark, quarter-sized aeriolas, before wandering down the firm muscles of her stomach to her thatch.  God, despite all; she was still one hell of a sexy woman!  At forty-three, she could easily rival the bodies of most twenty-year-olds.  It was a shame that her husband had abandoned ship; his maleness completely obliterated by her ever-growing success.  Poor men; their egos were so fragile, so easily and utterly destroyed.  

      She turned and headed for her closet, feeling a sudden gust of cool air. And that’s when she noticed it; the broken window, its glass shards strewn across the carpeting!  Before she could react, a gloved hand was clamped across her mouth, a voice at her ear, warning, “Keep quiet, or I’ll slit your fucking throat.”

     When the hand let up a little, she warbled.  “ Please, don’t hurt me.  I’ll --- I’ll do anything you say.”

     “Fucking A, you will.”

     “If you’re looking for money, I -- I have some in my purse”

     “Money is a perk for me, lady; I want a hell of a lot more than that.”

     “I could write you out a check -- please.”

     His hands roamed from her mouth, down over her neck and breastbone to her jugs, cupping and bouncing them in his hands.  “I saw you preening in the mirror.  You think you’re real hot-shit, don’t you?”

     “No, no; I’m really not like that.”

     The hands left her breasts and groped their way down the length of her stomach, fingering her navel, before moving on to her snatch.

     “I’ll -- I’ll do anything you say, but, please, don’t hurt me.”

     “Self-worshipping bitches, like you, really piss me off,” he snapped, flinging her onto the bed.  “You won’t be so arrogant when I’m finished with you.”

     She rolled off the mattress and tried for the door, but he caught her by the hair, yanking her back, and driving a fist into her kidney area.  Before she could recover, he ran her hard, ramming her head into the door frame; then again and again, until she nearly collapsed, a virtual solar system exploding in her brain.

     “If you want to make this tough, that’s just fine by me. I have no problem with that, at all.”

     Dazed and in pain, she lashed out, blindly, delivering a glancing blow to his jaw.

     “Oh yeah; I love fighters.  You’re getting me all wet, here.”

     He smacked her across the face, sending her flying onto the bed, where she laid like a worn-out, old dishrag; panting, head and heart throbbing, trying to regain her senses.  She felt the lump on her forehead, wincing in pain.  Would he kill her when he was finished?  With all the commotion, in her panic, she hadn’t even caught a glimpse of his face.  Was he white or black, Oriental or Hispanic?  He sounded as though he was white, but, hell, he could be an Eskimo for all she knew.  Dare she chance a look?  Would it seal her fate if she saw his face?

     The light suddenly went out, as if he had anticipated her thoughts, and she could hear his animal-like grunts as he tried to tear off his clothes in a hurry.  Then the mattress bounced and he was next to her, his scent a mixture of cologne, cigarette smoke and what -- maybe vodka. 

     “I’ve been watching you for weeks, bitch; strutting around in your high-and-mighty power suits.  You really think you’re the cat’s meow, don’t you?”

     “No -- no --.”

     “Yeah, yeah!”

     He roughly rolled her onto her back, squeezing her breasts together and sucking each of her nipples in turn, rolling them between his teeth.  She tried to squirm away, but he adjusted his weight, pinning her down.

     “I got to say one thing; you have a hell of a set of knockers.  What size are they?”

     When she didn’t answer, he repeated the question, much louder.

     “They’re thirty-six-D.”

     “I’ll say.  You have it all, huh; power suits, power car, power boobs.”

     Then, in a flash, he was on her, his warm tongue wandering her lips, and she felt his hardness enter her, roughly at first, then much more gentle.  Before she knew it, they were moving in rhythm, her legs wrapped around his butt, her nails digging into his back. She felt the adrenaline rush come quickly, gasping, a euphoric feeling swimming in her head.  His chest hair scrapped her boobs, as their tongues darted into one another’s mouths.  On and on it went; the rocking, the groaning, the panting; both squealing in unison as they blew their cookies at the same time.

     He rolled off of her and they laid there for a long time, trying to catch their breath.  Cool air rustled the curtains, traffic humming in the distance, an occasional horn.

     “You’re --,” he rasped.  “You’re even better than I had thought.”

     She didn’t answer, confused by a strange mixture of fear and ecstasy.

     “Well?”

     “Well what?”

     “How was I?”

     She pondered for a moment, unable to answer.

     “C’mon; how was I?”

     She answered with a giddy, schoolgirl laugh.  “Not bad, considering it was an illegal entry.”

     He chuckled at the remark and flung out of bed, gathering up his clothes.  “You stay right where you are, don’t move a muscle.”

     “You’re -- You’re not going to hurt me, are you?”

     “After a fuck like that, I don’t want to have to.  I will, though, if you give me no choice.  So, like I said; you just stay there while I get the hell out of here.”

     She watched as he quickly dressed, a dark form, his eyes never leaving her.  Without another word, he made his way to the window, freezing with one foot out as she switched on the light.

     “Fuck, damn-it-all; now you saw my face!  Now I have no choice but to --.”

     She jumped out of bed and walked to him, her fingers toying with his curly black hair, then roaming down his cheek to trace his jaw.  “And a nice face it is.”

     He could only stare, mouth agape, eyes as wide as saucers.  Finally, after considering his options, he started back out the window.

     “Wait -- wait, wait, wait.”

     He froze again, utterly confused.

     She rummaged through her purse, squealing in frustration and pouring its contents onto the bed.  Then she snatched up a card and walked to him, holding it out.

     “What’s this?”

     “You’ll find my office number, as well as my home number on there.  If you ever want another go-round, like tonight, give me a call.”

     He reached for it, hesitantly, his eyes growing wider.  “Are -- Are you serious?”

     “I am dead serious.”

     He considered her for a long moment, chuckling at the absurdity of it all, then tucked the card into his pocket and made his way out the window.

     “Or, if you prefer; you can just surprise me, like earlier!” she called after him.

     He hustled down the darkened street, glancing back at her window.  She wasn’t such a “bitch” after all.  At the corner, he stopped, the suspense killing him.  Pulling out a small pocket light, he shined it on the card, sucking in a startled breath.  “Jesus, would you look at this,” he whispered to himself.

     There, in bold black-and-gold lettering – Samantha Eggers; Assistant Police Commissioner, City of New York.

 

 

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

You Can Really Explore In The Woods...Well If You Look Hard Enough

Jamie_James_1972 on Forced Stories

My friend Jason and I were wondering though the woods and we were talking about how he forced his wife to fuck him and all of his friends every night. He asked me if I had ever raped anyone.
"No." I replied. "I haven't been getting any sex lately. Not after "she" left me." I started to wollow in self pitty again.

"Okay, dude. You have to get over it." It's done and over with. She just a little bitch who fucked you over just like a ton of other fucking bitches."
"Do you hear that? It sounds like Ally."
"Okay. That's crazy you hear hear every where you go.

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" Jason yelled walking on.
"Jason!" I yelled in a whispering voice and running after him. Listen quietly."

"I can't believe you did that, Al." said Al's twin sister Jessica.
"Yeah, I kinda feel bad for that loser."
"Sam just wanted sex and that's it. Right?"
"Yeah. But it's all good. He didn't get shit from me. Now I know why he wanted to have sex so badly. Girls weren't desperate enough to go out with him and fuck him." Ally said laughing with Jess.

Jason was pissed off. I could see it in his eyes. He ran out to Ally and Jess and he slapped them both. They started screaming.

"How dare you fucking bitch fuck him over like that." Ally picked herself off the ground and slapped him back. She tried a second time but he grabbed her arm before she could slap him and kneed her in the stomach and pushed her to the ground. She was crying.
"How dare you! I'm pregnant by him!"
"You lying little bitch! yelled Jason running and pinnig Ally to the ground she she couldn't move.
I ran out and and pinned Jess to the ground. "Hey there, cuties." I said to these two blonde beauties. "We going to show you how to treat a man." I yelled at them.

Jason and I picked them up and brought them back to his van where he had places to ties both of them down. After we tied them down tight we blind folded them and put gags in their mouths. We left the van for a moment so we could call 8 of our other friends to meet us back at Jason's house when we were finshed here with the two blonde bitches.

We walked over to the girls and ripped off their cloths. They were both crying and wimpering. I took Ally and Jason took Jess.

I started sticking my fingers up her one by one. She was still tight as ever. Finally I was able to get her wet and I painfully shoved the rest of my hand up her. She was trying to squirm and scream but she couldn't. I smiled. and fisted her a couple of times and I climbed on top of her and started licking and bitting her nipples and tits.

Meanwhile Jason was having the time of his life with Jess. He has never had a vigin before. He thought he should streach her out for the other guys back at the house who were much bigger and stronger then us. He shoved his dick in her pussy and started pumping away. He attempted screams made him start going faster and faster. Soon after he came. He reached down and he got some of his cum on his hands and he wiped it in her hair.

I finally got Ally's nipples to perk up. I thrusted myslef up and waited for a minute to catch Ally off gaurd so she thought I would have left her alone. I slammed down and into her. She was going crazy. I was pummping just that hard until I finally came. She was turning her head wimpering. I knew there was one place she told me that she had a dick before and she was in so much pain and she beld for days after...he ass. I thrusted up again and waited for a minute and this time I had slammed into her ass. She was going insane. Thrusting up her hips, constanting turning her head, trying to scream, and crying. I fucked her tiny ass like a angered and wild lion. I contuined to fuck her ass until I came 5 times.

I finally pulled out and I said to Jason "Do you wanna head back to the house now?"
"Yeah, bro. Well what do you know a couple of pissed off brothers fucking a couple of fucking bitches." He laughed and got into the drivers seat of the car.

I got out and I turned around to looked at the suffering battered Jess and Ally. "You think it's over bitches. Well think again. It's far from it. You have way more fuckings comming to you bitches. But not from us. From our friends who are a hell of a lot bigger then us." I slammed the van door and got into the car and we drove off for the house.

Mikaila's Violation (Part 2)

kitsara on Forced Stories


The cabin didn't have much to distinguish it. It was a simple looking building, quite plain and pretty much just dirt around the area. There were no pretty flowers to brighten it up, it was clearly a mans domain. The porch was simple, with rounded rails made from local tree branches, with the top being about waist height.

Stepping out of the truck he watched as she cowered on the seat and a savage smile crossed his face. "Come on bitch, or am I gonna have to yank ya out by your hair?"

Despite the pain she slid across the seat, trying to move despite having her wrists bound. He chuckled and reached in and hauled her out by her arms. She winced as pain shot through her shoulders, but she didn't try to yank away. He set her down on her feet and
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led her towards the cabin.

She looked at it, looking there under the trees, and dread filled her mind. As he led her up to porch steps, she knew as soon as she set foot inside, there was no getting away. She glanced around the surrounded area and earned herself a cuff to the head. She blinked as white filled her vision and she stumbled on the last step.

"You ain't going nowhere bitch." he said in a too quiet tone. "Ain't no one around to help ya and ain't no where to go." He paused a moment on the porch and looked at her. "And for you be getting in silly notions in your head about leaving. I've got me a couple of huntin' dogs that'll be right pleased at having some new quarry to chase."

She blinked and then she heard them, off somewhere behind the house barking. "They've not had someone to chase in a right long time. They certainly enjoyed chasing that sweet little cunt."

She shivered at the thought and was pushed inside the cabin. Darkness greeted her and it took her a moment to realize that there were heavy curtains across all the windows. The light was turned on and she looked a little more around the area. It was certainly plain in design, but the walls were filled with the heads of long dead animals staring lifelessly at her.

He continued to take her through the house and he shoved her into one room and locked it behind her, not even bothering to flip on the light switch. "Welcome home bitch." he chuckled "You're going to be staying her for a right good time."

She shivered as she stood there in the dark and then tried feeling along the wall for the light switch. Her shoulder rubbed up against it finally and she flipped it on. What greeted her was enough to make her fall back up against the wall in horror.

This wasn't some simple little room, it was hell incarnate, a medieval torture chamber with some modernizations. There was no bed, instead there was a padded table with stirrups for the feet and manacles for ankles and wrists. Some sling like chair hung from the ceiling, but there didn't really seem to be anything to actually really rest on. A cabinet dominated one corner and she could see various things through the glass doors. Her eyes widened at what seemed to be large dildo's and other implements. In another corner, a few different sized crops and whips where hanging up, along with several types of cuffs. She slowly sank to the floor as most of the other items in the room seemed to fade away into a growing grayness around her eyes.

Hot pain in her shoulders suddenly woke her up. It took her a few seconds to realize that she was suspended from a pair of manacles attached to some sort of support structure in the middle of the room. Another second brought the realization that she was naked of her clothes but there was something else on her. She looked down at herself and found herself bound with a collar that had several small looped chains. Four lengths of chains held up straps that formed part of a triangle across the tops of her breasts and a straight line across her back. Hanging down from the triangular straps, from the mid point in between her breasts to the sides of her breasts are three chains of increasing lengths.

She shifted a bit trying to relieve the pressure on her shoulders, but to no avail. She whimpered a little around the new gag she found in her mouth, the leather straps wrapping around her head, holding whatever object that was attached to the gag in her mouth. Nothing bound her legs, but as she twisted she soon found there was little need. With only just her toes able to touch the floor and help support herself, there was little hope of even kicking without feeling as if her shoulders were going to dislocate.

She heard a chuckle behind her as he watched her antics. Blood rushed to her face as she realized she was being watched. She heard his foot steps as he came up behind her. "Enjoyin' your new home slut?" he asked as he walked around her. He hadn't changed from his clothes, and for some reason that relieved her, though she knew it was unreasonable. Clothes didn't change her position any.

He ran a finger down her side, making her skin twitch. "So soft." he murmurs and then licks at her breasts. "I'm thinking this'll be a right treat." he added as he walked back behind her.

She heard him getting something, but she couldn't see what he was doing. It didn't take long before she found out. She heard the crack of the whip, the barest of split seconds before it met her flesh. She screamed out into the gag as her entire body stiffened in reflex. Another lash landed on her ass cheeks, tears streamed down from her cheeks as pain lashed through her body. His fingers ran down her skin, feeling so soft and tender in comparison to the whip.

He ran his fingers across her nipples and he chuckled again. "Enjoying it bitch?" he asked as he pinched the rock hard nipples. She tried shaking her head and earned herself a slap. He asked the question again. She hesitated a moment and then slowly nodded, humiliation in her eyes. She earned a smile from him however and not another cuff. "I knew you'd be likin' it" he noted, "Time for a little reward."

He left her again and within a few seconds she was suddenly on the floor as the straps holding the manacles were released. She sobbed in relief as she sat there on her knees. Course, the relief was short lived as she was yanked up by her arms.

"This ain't no time to be sittin' around sweet thing." he said to her as he lifted her up. "Lyin' around would be more what's called for."

He led her over to the table "Lets be gettin' you settled up on this here thing." he told her as he pushed her towards it.

She rubbed her arms and looked back at him. Bad mistake. He hit her upside the head again "I'll tell you this one last time bitch. I tell you to do something, and you damn well better hop to it without a second thought if you know what's good for you."

She didn't need to be told twice. She wiped at the tears on her cheeks and sniffled a little as she climbed onto the padded table. He helped her feet into the stirrups and closed the manacles around her ankles. He then strapped her wrists down as well. She shivered a little as she felt his hand run across her pussy. "Time to be gettin' rid of this snatch." he remarked as he yanked at the hair. She winced by didn't say anything.

He stepped away and out of the room. In the silence, she heard water running and the sound of dishes. Not long after the water stopped she could hear his footsteps coming back. He pulls a board out of the side of the table and sets a bowl down on it. The smell of soap reaches her nose.

"Now, you just hold yourself still, wouldn't want to cut more than your hair now would we?" he notes, chuckling sadistically.

She shakes her head "No." she answers and shivers as he starts to wet down her pussy and then soaping it up. She tenses a little as she feels the razor being applied to her skin, but she holds still, trying not to even twitch. Inch by inch her hair is removed, the air feeling cool against the shaved skin.

Running his fingers along the now shaved skin, she gives another little shiver causing him to smile. "Like it do you? Feels so much better?" He wipes a cloth along her folds, getting rid of the last bits of soap and hair. "Looks much nicer." he leans forward and flicks his tongue through her folds "Tastes good too."

She can't help but whimper, her body writhing at the light touch of fingers and tongue. Her breath catches a little and despite herself she lets out a soft moan. He watches her, delighting in the betrayal of her body. "That's me girl." he murmurs and drops his pants. "I knew you'd be liking it." he adds as he keeps working his hands across her folds.

"Now it's time for that reward." he grunts as he places himself against her ass. He laughs as her eyes widen and he pushes himself hard into her tight confines. As she begins to scream in pain, he sighs at the pleasurable feel of her squeezing his large cock. "I knew you'd be happy with your reward" he groans in pleasure and starts thrusting away.

She thrashes around as he pounds her good and hard in the ass. Blinding white light shoots through her head at the sheer intensity of the abuse her body is taking. With each piercing cry he only pushes harder and faster until he's fully inside of her, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.

"Oh Gods!" she cries "Stop! Please!" she can't help but try to pull away from the savageness of it all.

"Please?" he grunts "Did I hear you say you want more?" he chuckles sadistically and her screams are renewed as she see's him pick up a dildo from next to the bowl. She hadn't seen him put it there. Her eyes are wide as she takes in the size, it's a good two inches across the shaft and at least three inches at the bulbous head.

She shakes her head frantically and can only scream as it's applied to her folds and forcefully pushed in to about halfway of it's ten inch length. "Oh yeah, you're gonna take it all bitch!" he yells as he turns on the dildo, sending intense vibrations pulsating through her. "Oh sweet mother that feels wonderful." he groans, his eyes rolling back as he increases his thrusts.

Her world seems to shatter like brittle glass, the dildo ripping her apart even as his cock tears at her ass. Her head shakes back and forth as she whimpers "No, no, oh God please no more." Occasionally, he gets in a good thrust that makes her scream again, filling his ears with it's sweet music.

It isn't long that he finally manages to shove the whole length of the dildo into her. He turns it up and his eyes start to glaze over as the vibrations start making him cum. He stiffens and soon starts to unload up her ass. "Oh yes baby, make me cum." he grunts as he continues to pound away. His eyes close as he savors the sound of her crying. As he goes flaccid and falls out, he removes the dildo and then shoves it up her ass, leaving it on high as he starts cleaning himself off.

She screams as the large object is forced all the way up into her. He leans over and starts sucking at her clit, chuckling as she starts to buck wildly underneath him. Tears of shame fall down as her body once more betrays her despite the brutality of the rape. "Such a little whore, you like it don't you bitch?"

She whimpers and can only cry out as she arches up underneath his artful tongue, the dildo in her ass increasing the sensations. He chuckles, liking her answer. He strokes himself back to hardness and thrusts himself into her. She gives a gasp as he begins pumping away and it isn't long for she too begins to approach an orgasm.

"That's it baby, fuck me. Show me how much you want me. Fuck me good" he encourages her as he feels her body start to tense. "Cum for me, I want you to cum good and hard." he grunts, enjoying the way her pussy tightens around his thick cock.

He gives one final trust as he starts shooting his cum up inside her, crying out as she goes wild underneath him, bucking wildly in her own orgasm. "Sweet Jesus" he groans as he pulls out, his cock flaccid once more. "God what a little slut you are. Nothing more then a wanton fuck, but a sweet one no less." he chuckles and turns and walks out, leaving her to her shame and humiliation.

She lay there, crying softly as his words descend upon her. Doubting herself, thinking that she really must have wanted it. As the orgasm subsides the pain sets in. How could she want to be treated like that, but she must have, it felt so good even after being hurt so much. She wished more then anything to curl up, but the straps prevented it. She bit her lip as she waited for him to come back, but time passed and though she heard him moving around he didn't come back into the room. She begin to get worried that he was going to leave her like that all night. A few times she caught herself ready to call out but she stopped herself. She tried looking around the room again, looking for some way of telling time. There were no windows and not even a simple clock to tell the time. Finally she could take it no longer.

"He..,hello?" she calls out nervously "Please? Come back?"

He chuckled as he heard her calling. Leave a bitch in heat alone long enough and they'll come a calling. He looked over at the time and grunted thoughtfully. It took her near two hours to call out to him. He admired her tenacity, but in the end she was nothing more then a hussy. He waited about another half hour before he went back into the room. She lay there watching him warily. He had changed out of his clothes and was now walking around naked. She kept her eyes on his face, not daring to look lower.

He watched her, watched the way she avoided looking at his body and smiled. He slipped a finger along her folds, smiled as she shivered. He undid the straps, releasing her. Still he did not speak and simply smiled at her and turned and walked back out the door, shutting it and locking it.


Kidnapped and Gang-Raped

Shimmergirl on Forced Stories

‘If you don’t like living with me you can just fuck off.’ Mike walked up to me and shoved me towards the door. I stumbled and nearly fell but managed to stay upright. He pushed me again and I lost my footing, crashing to the floor. He stood over me, eyes wide with fury.

How had we even got here? We were happy a couple of months ago. Never said a cross word to each other. It all seemed perfect. Until we moved from a 3 bedroom house to a poky 1 bedroom flat. That’s when all the rows started. Little things at first. Stupid things that shouldn’t have made a difference, but did. Like why wasn’t his dinner ready when he got in from work? It didn’t matter how many times I pointed out that he was home from

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work earlier than I was, I should have always had his dinner ready. I quit my job in the end. He wasn’t happy with me working anyway, with other men where he couldn’t keep an eye on me. Silly little rows over who’s turn it was to go shopping, get the paper, things like that. I took it at first, just let it all wash over me. But soon I got tired of it, and started to stand up for myself. That’s when all the trouble began. He didn’t like me standing up for myself.

And that’s how we got there. Me cowering on the floor, once again as I steeled myself for another beating. I went inside my head to my ‘safe space’, where I could pretend nothing was wrong and everything was all ok. I waited for a while, then cautiously came back to the real world. He was crashed out on the sofa, staring at the telly. I stood up and walked over to him. He kicked out at me lazily, but I knew he couldn’t be bothered properly. I looked down at him and perched myself on the arm of the settee.

‘Why are we fighting all the time? There’s no point. We were happy once. Why can’t we get back to that again. Come on baby. I miss the old you. All you do is work, lie around and have a go at me.’

‘Well if you weren’t so fucking useless, I wouldn’t have to have a go at you would I?’ He didn’t even look away from the telly. That pissed me off. Reaching down, I grabbed his face and turned it to face me. He stared at me for a minute, before grabbing my hair and yanking my head down close to his.

‘Touch me again, and I’ll kill you. Got it?’ I fought to keep my balance, and lost, toppling on top of him. Quick as a flash, he twisted my arm and yanked it up behind me. I winced but stayed quiet. I knew better than to shout out. He pulled my arm tighter, shifting me round so I was lying in front of him. I lay still, keeping my breathing shallow so I didn’t piss him off. He glanced up at the clock and shoved me off the sofa. I lay there for a minute before sorting myself out and sitting up.

‘Shop’s going to be shut soon.’

‘Point being?’

He sighed. ‘My point is, we need some stuff. So fuck off and get it before you get what you really deserve.’

Pulling my jacket on, I zipped it up, yanked my hat on and flounced out the door. Just as I slammed it shut, I realised I needed him with me. I wasn’t going to walk through the subway bit on my own. I didn’t even like doing it on my own, never mind this late at night. Well fuck him. I’d walk across the green, down by the road. Serve him right if I got run over. Maybe then he’d actually be nice to me. I sighed, pulled my hat down even further and set off. It was only a 10 minute walk to the shop (not including trying to cross the road), but I still got nervous. We lived on a rough estate and you never knew who was waiting round the corner to stab you. I gingerly made my way across the green, taking care to avoid anywhere that the mud puddles looked deep. It was all the boy racers fault, pulling donuts on it, chewing up the grass, turning it into a swamp.

‘Fucking twats, the lot of them. Wish they’d all just fuck off and die,’ I muttered to myself about men in general. Coming down the other side of the green to the road, I stood at the side, shielding my eyes from the glare of the car headlights, waiting for a clear space to cross. I ignored a van pulling up- after all on the estate, you couldn’t be too nosy. That’s when bad things happened, when you knew something you weren’t meant to. Best just to leave well alone. Only, I couldn’t see the road properly now. I stepped out in front of the van to get a better view, just as the driver revved the engine and moved forwards. I jumped back, screaming abuse after him as he drove away.

‘Fucking men. You’re all cunts, the whole lot of you. Trying to fucking run me over! What the fuck are you playing at you twats!?’

The van squealed to a halt and started to reverse. I panicked. Darting forwards, I tried to find a gap in the traffic to dodge through. The van was still reversing towards me, speeding up. Shutting my eyes, standing there, clenching my fists, bracing myself for the impact, one clear thought came to me.

‘I’m going to die. This is it, my life is over.’

The van slammed the anchors on and I heard the tyres squealing along with the sound of a back door being thrown open. I opened my eyes and saw 5 men standing there. I recognised one of them as being the barman in our local, another being his brother. The other 3, I didn’t have a clue who they were. I sagged with relief and sat down on the kerb.

‘Jon. You’re a cunt. I should have known it would be you. What the fuck were you playing out, driving at me like that?’

He glared at me ‘What the fuck were you doing standing in the middle of the road. I had right of way you stupid bitch.’

‘You’d stopped. Totally. I thought I’d be okay to go. Live with it.’ With that, I turned round and carried on watching the traffic, waiting for a gap. This was getting ridiculous. At this rate, I would never get to the shop! I was contemplating turning round, going home and telling Mike that they’d shut up early, when I felt hands round my waist. I turned round and saw Jon looming over me, pulling me to him.

‘What the fuck are you doing? Let me go you freak!’

He pulled me closer and started dragging me towards the van. I struggled against him, kicking out. I swung my leg back to kick him again and someone grabbed it. I twisted round and saw Grant holding onto it tightly before reaching down to grab the other one. I lashed out and caught him in the face. Bringing his hand up to his lip, he pulled it away and saw blood. Leaning over me, he spat blood in my face. I turned my head to the side, coughing as some of it went down my throat. I looked at the cars driving past, wondering why none of them were stopping to help or phoning for the police at the very least. Until I remembered- the police never bothered coming to anyone on our estate, and you kept your nose out of other peoples business, no matter what was going on.

I kicked out even more, twisting and turning to get away, but it was no good, between the two of them, they quickly bundled me into the van, slamming the doors behind them as they climbed in. I lay on the floor, winded after being thrown in. as I got my breath back, I pulled myself up, taking in the surroundings. I was in a Transit van with 5 mental blokes, and no heavy objects within easy reach to defend myself with. I felt around behind me, seeing if I’d missed anything, all the time keeping my eye on Jon and Grant. I suddenly felt something come round my neck from behind me. I grabbed it and squealed slightly as it dug into my flesh. I looked up to see one of the men from the front of the van looping more rope round my neck. As I fought to loosen it off he kept pulling tighter and tighter. My head span, my vision went blurry then black as I faded into darkness.

I woke up some time later, and tried to sit up. I was lying on my side, my arms tied behind me, my legs tied at the ankles. I tried talking before realising that my mouth was filled with what felt like a ball gag- I could feel the buckle digging into my head. I rolled over to a wall, and using it as a support, I sat up, taking stock of where I was. It was a fairly large room, with a few odds and sods, nothing that really caught my attention as being useful though. Could hardly see in the semi-darkness though. The tiny little window hardly let in any light at all and it was getting dark outside. Off the weak light from the window, I was something glinting. Shuffling over on my ass, I went to inspect it. It wasn’t anything I could identify, but if was sharp. Scooting around so my back was to it, I tried something I’ve only ever seen in movies- rubbing my bonds up and down it in the hope that they would get cut. Half an hour later, I had to accept that it only worked in the movies, not in real life. Either that or I was doing it wrong. I heard to door squeak open and froze, like a bunny caught in headlights. Jon looked round the room, searching for me. He spotted me and grinned. Walking over to me he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me into the middle of the room. I skidded along, trying to ease the pressure on my head.

After pulling me into the middle of the room, he let go of my hair and laughed softly as my head bounced off the concrete. I lay on my side, staring at the wall, listening to him walk away. After a few minutes I squirmed around, trying to sit up again. I soon gave up and lay still. I could hear Jon talking in a low voice to the other men. Footsteps rang out over the concrete as at least 2 of them came over to me. I was dragged into a sitting position and the room was suddenly flooded with light. I squeezed my eyes shut against the glare. My head was yanked back and I could feel the cold steel of a knife blade at my throat. My nostrils flared frantically as I tried to breathe through my panic. Opening my eyes, I stared up at Jon who grinned at me.

‘Now then bitch, I’m going to take your gag out. Scream if you want, we’re totally soundproofed, but me and the boys don’t like a lot of noise.’ He traced the knife along my throat, drawing a small line of blood that he licked off ‘Understand cunt?’

I nodded. Anything to get the gag out. He reached behind my head, unbuckled it and yanked it out. I swallowed a few times to get some moisture back into my mouth. It didn’t work.

‘Water’ I croaked out. Jon and the others laughed.

‘Honey, you’ll get plenty of wet stuff in your mouth before we’re finished with you.’

I felt my stomach clench with fear and a cold, icy knot of dread settled over me. Dropping my head again, Jon rolled me onto my stomach before grabbing my legs and pulling me over to the rest of his mates. My belly started to tingle where my top had ridden up and my soft skin came into contact with the floor.

He dropped my legs, flipped my over, and they all stood over me, leering. I stared up helplessly a noticed a couple of them already had their cocks out. Fuck. This really was happening. It weren’t some nightmare. Jon straddled my stomach and pulled his knife out once more. I had a feeling I was going to be seeing a lot more of it that night. I was right. Jon leant over me and started cutting my clothes. After ripping my top and bra off, he began hacking at my jeans.

‘ You can fuck off you cunt, these are my favourite pair’. I couldn’t believe I’d just said that. Here I was, tied up, nearly naked, totally vulnerable and I was worried about my jeans? I know they say that fear does strange things to a person, but still.

My head snapped to the left as Jon backhanded me. Putting his head down to face me, he stared at me for just a second and spat in my face.

I lay still after that. My jeans were cut off, along with the bonds that held together my wrists and ankles. My arms were grabbed and I was pulled to my feet. One of the lads held my arms behind my back while the rest all stared at me. Eventually Grant came over and started running his hands over me. I stared right through him. I was soon brought back to my senses as he forced 2 fingers inside me. With a start I realised I was getting wet. Grant smiled at me and I glared back at him. Bringing his hand up to my mouth, he brushed his fingers across my lips. I refused to open up. He laughed softly and pinched my nose. I struggled for about 20 seconds, then gave up and opened my mouth. Grant immediately rammed his fingers in, shoving my head back against the shoulder of the man who was holding my arms. He, in turn, nudged my head to one side and bit down hard on my neck. My eyes opened wide and I let out a muffled scream. Grant pushed his fingers back in me, keeping one hand securely in my mouth. I could feel him pushing more in me, stretching me. 2, then 3 fingers. He tried pushing a fourth in, but I was too tight. He kicked my legs further apart to try and gain more access. Groaning in frustration, he pulled both hands from me, ripped me away from the guy who was biting me on the neck and threw me on the floor.

I landed heavily and slid a few inches. I sat up, and started to stand but I weren’t going nowhere. In a second grant was on me, pushing me back down, 1 hand across my throat, the other fumbling with his cock as he found my hole and rammed himself into me. I tried to scream, beg for mercy, anything to get him out of me. His eyes were half shut and he had a grin on his face ‘fuck she’s so fucking tight, you gotta feel this.’

Jon laughed ‘Mike said she used to be a hooker, feel like a whore to you mate?’. All he got was a series of groans as Grant fucked me harder and harder. I let out a squeak as he wrapped his hands round my throat and squeezed hard. I could feel my eyes rolling up into my head, and just as my world was turning black, he pushed himself deep in me, tearing me slightly, and came hard, filling me up. He released me and rolled off as I curled into a ball, coughing and trying to get my breath back. I lay there for a few minutes and listened to them talking and laughing.

‘Nothing like a hooker, tight as a virgin. You can easy see why Mike’s with her, no doubt’. Grant was busy telling the others how I was. I tuned out. Of course I was still tight. Did exercises all the time. Still do now.

 

Coming to my senses, I realised they were all distracted. Slowly inching my way backwards, towards the door, I gradually stood up. Pausing for a second, I saw none of them were watching me, turned and ran for the door. Grabbing the handle, I yanked it- and nothing. I yanked it again, harder this time. Still nothing. By this point they’d noticed me. I felt one of them smack into me, pinning me against the door, knocking the wind out of me. I was spun round and slammed back against the door. As the cold metal touched my bare ass, I bucked forwards slightly. This one took that as an invitation and reached down to grab my cunt. I shifted from side to side to avoid him. Growling in frustration he drew his fist back and smacked me full no in the face. I felt my cheekbone give and screamed in pain. He threw me on the floor and shouted to Jon to chuck him the knife. Jon threw the knife and it clattered on the floor, barely missing me. The lad picked it up, forced me on my back and knelt over my chest, pinning my arms with his knees. He put the blade across my throat and pushed down with both hands, cutting into me, drawing blood. I still bear the scar now, nearly 2 years after it happened.

Staring up into his manic eyes, feeling the blade slicing through my skin, I lost control of my emotions and burst into tears. Struggling to get free, flailing around, I could feel the knife going deeper but I was hysterical by this point. Jon rushed forward and dragged him off me

‘What the fuck Pete? You wanna kill her? That’s not our agreement. You either get in on it and fuck her or you can fuck off. What’s it going to be?’

His eyes were bright and manic with lust ‘Her ass is mine’.

I heard these words and pulled myself to my feet, 1 hand around the wound in my throat that was seeping blood. I’d never done anal willingly before, but at least the others were gentle to a certain degree. I knew this would be brutal.

I launched myself at the door, grabbing the handle, trying to force it open again. It wouldn’t budge. I saw the window and ran for it. I was a lot fitter in them days, could outrun anyone. Unfortunately, I was also a lot shorter and it didn’t matter how much I jumped, I couldn’t reach it. The lads watched for a while, then all of a sudden that maniac, Pete as I now knew him, was on me, forcing me face down on the floor. I screamed as his hand pushed against my broken cheekbone- fuck that hurt while it was healing. I felt him push against it once more and blacked out from the pain.

When I came round it felt like hours had passed, although it must have only been a few minutes. Pete had rolled me on my back and was astride my chest once more. I felt his weight pressing on me and my eyes snapped open. I soon wished they’d hadn’t because I was faced with his cock. Fuck, it was massive! Not so much the length, but the girth was huge! He got a fistful of my hair and pulled my head towards his dick.

‘Now then bitch, I’m going to fuck your ass. Nothing you can do about it. But I’m going to give you the chance to make it easier on yourself. What do you say?’

‘You watch too many gangster movies’. Fucking Hell, there we go again, fear was running my mouth once more. It was true though. He was talking like a wannabe gangster. A really crap one.

His eyes blazed with rage and he flipped me onto my stomach ‘Fuck you, you cunt. If you’re going to talk shit to me, you deserve everything you get.’

With that the parted my cheeks and shoved his cock deep in my ass. The shock literally rendered me speechless for a few seconds until the white hot agony flowed through me. I found my voice again and screamed. And screamed. And screamed again. Pete stayed still for a few minutes, adjusting to the feel. Then started slamming in and out of me hard. This wasn’t sex, wasn’t a shag or a fuck. This was rape, pure and simple. Their way of telling me I was theirs to use as they wanted.

I carried on screaming as I fought to get away, I began to panic again, I could feel my blood dripping from my throat, pooling on the floor. Pete grabbed my hair and yanked my head sideways. He spat on me and started punching me, calling me everything he could think of. He paused for a moment and beckoned Grant over ‘Sit in front of her, she can’t scream if she’s sucking your cock.’ Grant dropped down in front of me and sat down. Pete smacked my face against the floor and I screamed again as my cheekbone connected with the hard concrete. I began to struggle again as Grant grabbed my hair and forced my head down towards his cock. I held my breath once more to avoid having to suck it- under normal circumstances I like giving head and I love being face fucked, but these were not normal circumstances- as I quickly exhaled, he forced his cock past my lips. I tensed up as I tried to breathe and Pete obviously enjoyed this as he started fucking me even harder than before. Grant wrapped his hands round the back of my head and pushed down hard as he forced his hips up. I gagged and tried to push myself away from him but he was too strong. I pushed against his thighs, trying to get some leverage. I let out a muffled scream as my arms were yanked behind me and my tits hit the floor. That I could deal with. Concrete rubbing my nipple piercing was agony however. As I fell forwards my throat was impaled even more onto Grant. As my throat muscles spasmed in panic, Grant started fucking my face- hard. He was obviously enjoying the feeling as I panicked. I could feel myself going dizzy and everything took on a muffled and muted sound. All my senses were hyped up, but it was like everything had slowed down and I was acutely aware of everything going on around me. Grant slammed his hips up once more and started coming, forcing me to swallow every last drop, just as Pete emptied his balls into my ass. Then, mercifully, darkness swallowed me.

I awoke with a start. I ached all over and had a raging headache. My mouth was dry but sticky and I had a lingering taste at the back of my throat. Then it all came back to me and I burst into tears again. Through my choking sobs I realised a few things. I was now on a bed. Chained to it to be more precise but anything was better than concrete. And I had my collar on. Let me explain about my collar. I love my collar. It’s black leather with rounded silver studs on it. I bought it from a Goth stall at a county fair when I was 14 and since that day it’s gone everywhere with me. Kinda like a security thing. I always had it on me, either wearing it, or having it in my pocket. God knows why but I loved it. Now I was starting to regret buying the damn thing. Bit late for regrets now though.

I looked around the room, trying to get my bearings. I calmed down a bit when I realised I recognised it. Couldn’t place it, but I recognised it and that soothed me some. Testing my bonds I realised I could get out of them without too much fuss. Handy being a mini-Houdini sometimes! After fiddling around for a few minutes and trapping my skin a lot, I wriggled free. Sitting up I pulled the leg restraints off and stood up. I felt a bit wobbly and nearly gagged when I felt the congealed blood round my throat. I fought the urge to throw up and moved towards the door. Twisting the handle I was surprised to find it was unlocked- they obviously didn’t think I would be capable of getting loose. Mike should have warned them better than that. Even so, after finding the door opened so easily, I should have been on my guard but I got lax. I moved quickly down the corridor. I knew this place from somewhere but I didn’t know where. That was my big mistake. I wasn’t concentrating. All of a sudden I was pinned against the wall and found myself staring up at my boyfriend, Mike. Now I knew where I was. This was his mate Joey’s house!

‘Enjoy your little trip bitch?’ He grabbed my hair and threw me on the floor. My cheekbone hit the ground and I fought the urge to scream. I knew that would only make him worse. I curled up into a ball as he started kicking me, humming as he did. I felt red hot waves of pain shoot through me as his boot broke 2 of my ribs. I bit my lip to stay silent. He rolled me on my back and put a foot across my throat, choking me, pushing on my wound. I struggled beneath him, but still did not make a sound. Dropping down on top of me, he sighed and lit a fag. I flinched as he flicked ash onto me. Leaning back, he rested his full weight on my stomach.

‘Don’t’.

‘Don’t what?’

‘I’m serious Mike, don’t lean on my stomach, please’.

‘Why the fuck not? Don’t tell me what to do you whore’.

‘I’m pregnant’. He took a long drag on his cig.

‘You fucking what?’

‘I’m 3 months gone. I did a test last week, it came up positive so I had a scan at the hospital. I’m 3 months gone. We’re having a baby Mike. I was waiting for the right time to tell you’.

He slowly sat up. I though I had him there. I knew how much he wanted kids. All of a sudden I felt a searing pain on my right breast and my head exploded in a cloud of pain. He’d burnt me with his cigarette and booted me in the head. I could taste blood where I’d bit my lip and tongue. He grabbed me by my collar, dragging me up and throwing me against the wall again.

‘You was waiting for the right time to tell me? When exactly was going to be the right time? Not that it matters, I’m not having a kid with a whore.’

I heard a click and felt the cold metal of a gun barrel pressed against my belly. Threaten me and hurt me, fine. Do it to my baby, my unborn baby and you’ll pay. I saw red and snapped.

‘The only reason I’m a whore is because you made me into one Mike. You was the one that was pimping me out to all your mates! You were the one that wanted the fucking money, not me. Now get out of my way you tosser!’ I screamed at him and slapped him. Ignoring the pain coursing through my whole body I shoved him as hard as I could and ran. Anywhere just to get away from him. Running down the stairs, I pulled the front door handle- shit. Locked. I sprinted through the living room door to get to the patio door when I felt my collar being pulled back. I let out a strangled yelp, felt a hand go round my mouth and Joey whispering in my ear

‘My turn’.

I froze on the spot. He pulled me tight against him and I could feel his hard on. He started licking and kissing my neck. I winced as his lips brushed over my torn and bruised skin. All of a sudden, I found myself stumbling forwards to the middle of the room, falling over a coffee table and gashing my leg. Feeling dazed, I rolled over and lay there stunned for a few minutes. I sat up and saw Joey come flying towards me. He smacked me in the face, but by this point I was in too much shock to scream or care. I saw Mike come into the room and he stood over me smirking.

I looked up at him, too broken and too much in pain to even care what he did. He crouched down by my head and I flinched as he stroked my hair.

‘Aww baby. You’re a mess. But you bring it on yourself. If you just did as you were told, you’d be ok’. With that he stood up and walked away. Without a backward glance he told Joey ‘Do what you like. I don’t give a shit.’

Joey smiled at me and I felt his hands round my throat. That was the last thing I remember.

When I came out of my coma I was told I had multiple injuries- knife wounds, numerous broken bones, lacerations and swelling on the brain that would leave permanent bruising and has also resulted in my short term memory being shot to Hell. The baby, our baby, Mine and Mike’s baby, survived it all. What she didn’t survive was 2 months later a fight that me and Mike had resulting in him kicking me in the stomach. At 5 months pregnant, I miscarried.

What I want to know, for my own peace of mind is what happened in them missing hours? Something else must have happened, because I didn’t have a lot of the injuries that I ended up with before I blacked out. Why can’t I remember what? Any ideas how I can?

Sue's Bad Luck

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 Sue had lost 21 pounds in just a short period of time. That’s good for overweight people but, Sue was only 120 before she dropped to only 99 pounds. The reason, Sue had been called a fat whore by one of her son’s friend’s dad after spitting out his cum after a bl

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owjob.  Sue was married to her husband Al and had to sons in high school. Sue had light brown hair with blonde highlights, small breasts, and a small but firm butt since she worked out everyday. When Sue weighted 105 pounds her family and friends got worried and told her that they were worried about her losing all that weight so fast. She tried saying that it was a new diet or that she worked out harder in the past couple of weeks, but no one believed her.

 

See it all started when Sue went to pick up her youngest son from a friend’s house. Todd, her son’s friend’s dad answered the door. ‘Come on in’ Todd said nicely. They walked through the family room toward the stairs when Sue noticed that there was a picture of a woman sucking on a dick on the computer screen. Todd turned around and saw that Sue saw the screen ‘shit’ he mumbled under his breath. Instead of Sue calling the man immature she said ‘You like looking at that’. ‘I don’t know where that came off’ Todd stumbled tying to block the computer screen. ‘Then you wouldn’t like a blowjob from me then’ Sue asked. Instantly, Sue saw Todd’s prick get hard in his pants. ‘I’ll take that as a yes’ Sue said and walked over to the man. Sue dropped to her knees and unzipped the man’s pants and pulled down his boxers. The 6 inch cock sprang out and Sue quickly took it in her mouth. That’s when Todd took control. ‘Suck it hard you bitch’ Todd said and pushed Sue’s mouth deeper onto his cock. Sue took all 6 inches into her mouth and gagged at first. Sue tried pushing away to breath, but Todd slapped her hands away ‘take it all in’ Todd told her nastily.  Sue was given one gasp of air before she her head was slammed back into her throat. ‘You want my cum, bitch’ Todd asked, Sue shook her body no, ‘yes you do’ Todd said. Suddenly, cum shot into Sue’s mouth, Todd held her head still all of his semen filled her mouth. Todd let go, Sue sprang up from the floor and ran to the bathroom. Sue spit out the cum into the toilet, Sue hated the taste of cum in her mouth. Todd walked through the bathroom door ‘next time you better swallow the cum if you know better you fat, chubby, whore’ Todd said and walked upstairs to get Sue’s son. Sue cleaned up and tried to remain calm. ‘Hi, honey are you ready to go’ Sue asked her son cheerfully. ‘Yes’ her son said and they left the house. After every meal then after Sue would leave the table and puke it back up quietly.

 

One night Sue and Al went out for dinner. It had been 3 months since they had sex and Sue thought that tonight would be the end of that streak. Sue got dressed in a light purple dress and didn’t wear any bra or panties. Al was turned on by this and Sue that on the way out of the door. Sue and Al were at the restaurant for an hour and a half before they went to a bar. Sue went to the bathroom to throw up her 100 dollar meal she just ate. When she came back 5 minutes later, Sue found Al completely wasted. A man helped Sue get Al to the car and they drove home. The problem didn’t stop there. Sue knew that her 18 year old son had a couple of friends over. Sue slowly dragged Al to the couch and dropped him down. Sue noticed that it was completely quiet. Sue walked down to the basement. There she found her son Nick and his girlfriend Christy passed out with vodka bottle around them. Sue tried waking them up but they were out cold. Sue then loud talking. Sue walked up the stairs. The voices were coming from her room. Sue walked into the room. Inside were Nick’s three friends smelling and touching Sue’s underwear. The 18 year olds turned around, they were all wasted. ‘What the hell are you guys doing’ Sue screamed ‘give me those’. One of the boys grabbed her ‘I have an idea’ he said ‘lets fuck her’, the other 2 boys cheered as Sue was pushed on the bed. ‘No’ Sue screamed. The boys pilled Sue to the bed ‘help me, Al, somebody’ Sue screamed. A pair of purple panties was shoved into her mouth. The boys ripped off her new dress and pulled down his pants. Sue screamed as the other 2 held Sue down. ‘She’s so tight’ the boy said as he pushed more and more cock into Sue’s pussy. The boy on her right touched her right tit, Sue jumped forcing her body onto the cock making the boy squirt his load into her pussy. The other two repeated the process. Sue passed out as the third boy came in her filled cunt.

 

The next morning Sue didn’t call the cops because she was to afraid that the town would find out about this. She walked downstairs and noticed that her son and all of his friends were gone. Sue found Al asleep on the couch. Sue weep for several hours and the only thing that made things better was to make herself puke, she did this 5 times that day.

 

Three weeks later Sue missed her period. She refused to go to the hospital to have an abortion at the hospital. Sue looked up a private doctor on the internet and set up an appointment online.

 

The next week she went to the house. It looked creepy and not like a doctors home. Sue rang the doorbell, immediately the door was answered by a scary looking man with long brown hair. ‘I think I have the wrong address’ Sue said. ‘Are you having the abortion’ the man asked. ‘Yes I am’ Sue said ‘My name is Sue’. ‘John’ the man said ‘please come in’, Sue walked in. John led her to a room with just a table. ‘Lay down and take off pants’ John said almost commandingly. Sue laid down and undressed her bottom half. ‘Please close your eyes’ John told her. ‘My eyes’ Sue asked, ‘Yes’ John said. Sue shrugged and laid down with her eyes closed. John sprang up and handcuffed Sue’s legs and arms. ‘What are you doing Sue yelled. John placed a gag in her mouth and blindfolded her. ‘This will only hurt for a bit’ John said. Sue screamed as the head of John’s cock pushed up her ass. Sue screamed louder as John pushed deeper into her ass. ‘Your so god damn tight’ John said as he continued to fuck Sue’s ass. John squeezed Sue’s tits as he came on Sue’s ass. John pulled his cock out of Sue’s ass and walked out of the room.

 

Minutes later Sue heard a dog bark and Sue jumped. ‘Alright I’m going to take off the gag and the blindfold, he you scream I’ll kill you, understand’ Sue nodded yes. The gag and blindfold were removed. ‘Now smile for the video camera’ John smiled. Sue looked at the camera, ‘Skip, mount’ the black lab that Sue hadn’t even seen jumped onto the table and inserted its cock deep into her pussy. Sue looked over and John and was about to scream but John placed a finger over his mouth to remind her to be quite. Sue started to cry and she stared at the camera as the dog fucked her harder then Sue ever had before. For what seemed like ages the lab finally came in her pussy and pulled out. ‘Tell anyone about this and I’ll kill you and your family’ John said. John pushed Sue’s pants into her hands and pushed her out the door. Sue drove off and puked on the side of the road several times before arriving at home.

 

A couple of months later Sue was skin and bones and you could easily tell she was pregnant. Finally Sue told Al that she had been raped by Nick’s friends and a man and his dog. Sue then begged for her family to move. Al agreed, Sue got an abortion at their new home and everything was going well until Sue got an email. There was an attachment and it was the dog raping her pussy.

i didnt know what to do part 2

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josh struted across the room and before he exited he said in a hard voice "i will be back in half an hour be prepared your little tight wet pussy is going to fucked like you have never believed possible" i whimpered in responce through the ball gag in my mouth and tried to struggle through the metal bonds that secured my to a cold metal table but all i succeded in doin was cutting my wrists and moving my boobs which cracked the slow drying blood on the cuts that i had received on my breasts.

half an hour later i heard the door open and heard footsteps coming acroos the room i looked up and saw josh standing next to me naked his 9 inch cock slightly hard "i want you to give me a hand job and do it well or else you WILL suffer the consequences" he said this

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while picking up a long whip used for hore riding. i nodded in response to this.

 then he placed his thick cock into my palms and i gently started pulling and stroking his penis feeling it grow in my hands and watch precum spill out his piss hole.i started pulling his fore skin back and forth making him moan in pleasure. i wasnt getting any enjoyment out of this. suddenly josh pulled away from my hands and moved towards my legs spread them apart and rammed his now 10 inch, thick, veiney cock into my dry pussy making me scream out in pain.

josh picked up the whip and cracked it against the top of my neatly waxed triangle making tears spill out of my eyes "its ok my pet dont cry its only going to get worse haha" then josh finished jamming his penis into my love canal. for a moment i couldnt breathe i felt so uncomfortable.

 then josh pulled out and kept ramming it back inand out eventually it started to feel good and i let out a small moan of ectasy and felt myself get slightly wet. josh slammed the whip down against my stomach as hard as he could "you little hoe your enjoying this." josh rapidly pulled out of me leaving me want to keep going and have an orgasm but he walked out of the room.

 1 minute later he walked back in with a giant dog. it looked like a great dane or something. it leaped up with its front paws on the table and sniffed my pussy then he completly jumped up on the table and it was only then i saw his immense penis it was huge. quickly the dog started to hump my tryng to find an entry to me but narowly missing each time then with a slight slurp from my juices it slid in and quickly the dog started thrusting in and out i sarted moaning and whimpering in the pleasure of this giant dog cock inside of me. i could feel it growing still and all of a sudden it banged against a wallinside me. its was the entrance to my cervixand with one sweep he cleared the barrier

thats all for tonight but i have more cuming soon if you want to find out what happens to serena so look out for i didnt know wat to do part 3- PLEASE comment!!!! this is my 1st story so i need feedback of where to improve it

thanks for reading

Colonizing the Universe – Part 1

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          Jake looked through the window and sighed – still 2 hours to go… 3 million light-years away from Earth, his first colonization mission – yet he was not nervous at all, until now, when there’s less than 2 hours until he’ll land on this planet with the rest of the settlers and start colonizing a new planet. Sounded so easy back in the Academy, yet now…

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          He closed his eyes and al the lessons taught in the Academy ran in front of his eyes in a few seconds:

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Year 20,943. Humankind has long realised that the Earth was no longer big enough for them. In the year 5000 they had already transformed most of the planets in the solar system to support the human life form and sent settlers to colonize them. That wasn’t enough, and in fact it proved to be a very expensive operation – as having to adapt the planets to our life style was expensive. Year 7000. A new approach was started: rather than adapt the planets, we started staring into the sky to find planets that already support humanoid life forms. In most cases, people who were already living on these planets were just as advanced as the Earth was back in 5000 BC. In most cases, they looked pretty similar to humans – which was understandable, as we were looking for Earth-like planets – so the life forms supported would be pretty similar to humans too. And because of this, in most cases we prefer these planets, because we can use these humanoids to help us build the colonies.

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There is a catch though: because the population of these planets is not that developed, they are normally hostile. So after years of research, we came to the conclusion that the only way to make the initial approach and have them working for us straight away is to pose in some sort of Gods for them – pretty much each planet has some form of religion, so that fits in perfectly. So as a settler in a colonization mission, the moment you descend on a planet, you are a God for those people and need to act accordingly. You have to impose some level of fear and veneration at the same time.

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“Remember that our technology is thousands of years ahead of these specimens, and their instinct straight away would be to consider you some sort of Deity. Most of these specimens do no even have a concept about what a planet is, let alone think that there might be other civilizations in space more advanced than them. So the only way they can accept in their mind that you came flying from the sky and have all this powerful technology – totally incomprehensible to them – is by admitting straight away that you are their God.” – Jake remember part of the training in the Academy. “So the first thing you do, to confirm and strengthen their thoughts is to show them you are powerful! Gods have been throughout the history of all civilizations merciless, fearless and powerful. So your first task, as you make the initial contact, is to kill some of the locals with your lasers. This will build up straight away the fear of you in the locals and thus guarantee your security, while securing your divine being status.”

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God, Jake sighed to himself. Instinctively, he checked his laser gun. He knew the drill – he knew what is to follow in less than an hour and half now: once in orbit, he will go into his own shuttle and land it in the location pre-defined by the heads of this operation. Each settler in the crew had his own shuttle and each one of them had clear instructions where to land and what would be his/her territory. Typically, they would be landed right in the middle of a small village of some sort and for about 10 years they have to just make sure that the population understands that he or she is their God and prepare them to be able to accept any orders. During the first 2 years, direct contact with the other settlers was prohibited, unless the circumstances dictated it. (Mostly that meant if you fail and the population turns against you, and you need armed backup.) If after the initial 2 years the settler thinks that the population has now accepted the “God” living with them and there is no risk of them not obeying order, then you have to start introducing the other settlers, one by one – as some sort of God-family members. Once this step is achieved then the next step is to unite all of these tribes and villages into one – which would be much easier to control. Having finally achieved this by the end of the 10 years allocated for that, other settlers take your place, and their mission from there on would be to prepare the population for the actual labour needed to start building the colony. Then other settlers would come and start planning the work, helped by the population. Within about 300 years, the first metropolis would be built and then specialized teams are sent to start civilizing the planet – teach these people what we know and prepare them for the final contact with the millions of humans that will be finally arriving on their planet and settle here forever. While in theory all of these things can be done in under 100 years, experience proved it that it’s better to make this whole process last for about 700 to 1000 years – this normally ensures that the memories of the original cruel settlers who arrived on the planet like Gods and tortured where necessary are long forgotten by then, and also ensures that by then the population has got used with other life forms coming and going as they please on their planet. By the end of these 1000 years, the difference in between the original specimens and the humans is tiny. 200 years later on, it is impossible to differentiate in between them and us – the planet is 100% colonized.

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Jake sighed again… 1000 years – out of which the initial 10 are normally the most difficult. And he is part of the teams that go in for these first 10 years. Him and 11 others. There are 12 continents on this planet and each one of them is responsible for one. The orders are pretty simple: you have to make these people understand that we are their Gods – and we will stop short of anything to have them follow our orders. It’s pretty much an open license to kill, torture and do anything else that’s necessary to achieve this. The Academy does not condemn any of the methods you chose to use for this, as for the first 100 years, the original population of the planet is only considered to be made out of “specimens” – by this, the Academy is merely accepting the fact that they are life forms, while stripping them of any human rights that in fact they might be entitled to. “Do not feel anything for these specimens at all – no compassion, no love, and no hate!” he remembers his teachers back in the Academy. “Though they might look human, remember that in fact they are not. They do not have feelings themselves more likely – as their societies are not that developed. They only know of instincts and needs.” Yeah, if only these words would indeed make it that much easier.

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Jake looked at the time: 1 hour left. He closed his eyes again… Of course, there is another duty each settler has: to spread the human genes among the locals. This means copulation with the female population as much as possible, as a first step to improve the local gene pool. Quite likely, once accepted as a deity, the female population would be honoured by such acts, however, if that is not the case, he is to do anything in his powers to impregnate as many “specimens” as possible.

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“30 minutes to go!” the voice announced and lights went amber in his chamber. HE got up, checked his stuff and made sure he’s got the essentials: map of the planet, map of his continent, details of the other settlers and their area of coverage, all the needed weaponry for the initial contact, the communication and journaling equipment and so on. It’s all there. He entered his shuttle. “READY!”, he announced in the microphone.

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“1 minute to go… 30 seconds… 10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1…GO!” his shuttle left the spaceship… he was now descending onto the planet. One last look at the dashboard to make sure that the landing coordinates were the correct ones. Then prepare for landing: he checked again his laser guns and made sure they’re loaded. Set the communication equipment so that he can hear the others and the ship and they can hear him. This was needed so if he gets killed, the ship can teleport someone else straightaway and the operation is not compromised. Also, it was absolutely necessary to make sure that each settler landed in the correct location – having 2 settlers sent to the same continent normally ended up in population conflicts, as they start realizing that there are 2 Gods who don’t know each other.

He looked again through the window – he could see the landing place already: a small community located on a hill, near a forest. He couldn’t see the people yet, but he knew that they are there, quite likely looking up in the sky at him, not knowing what they are looking at. That thought made him smile. The ground was getting closer and closer… One last look at the dashboard – everything checked.

He walked to the door waiting for that little flash light that tells him that they landed… Every seconds seemed like an eternity, but finally the flash light went on. He armed his guns and press the door button.

There he was – just outside his shuttle, surrounded by all these people who looked at him, their pathetic “weapons” ready, yet not sure whether to attack or run. His training kicked in straight away: he pulled out his lasers and shot straight away 5 males which looked like the strongest from the crowd – which quite likely meant they were heads of the community. As expected, everyone turned around and tried to run. He set off his jetpack and jumped in front of them. They were stunned with fear – definitely they’ve never seen a human flying through the air before!

During their training, they were taught to start speaking English straight away: the locals would not understand it, and that was exactly the point! The Gods speak their own language, don’t they? So he shouted at them, in English:

- STOP!!!! If any of you makes one fucking move, I’ll kill you!

          He looked around and spotted one female in the back who was trying to sneak away from him. He pulled his lasers again and shot her. By now, the message was clear to them: you got nowhere to hide from me, and you will have to do as I say or else! He shouted again:

- STOP!!! No one moves! On your knees!

          Obviously, they did not understand one bit, but no one moved. Good. So they fear him by now. Now they have to understand that he is their God. He shouted again:

- On your knees!

          He went to the closest one and shouted in his face again:

- On your knees!

The poor fellow just looked up at him shivering. He put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him down on his knees and shouted again:

- On your knees!

          Then he moved onto the next one and before he got to shout, the guy went on his knees. Good, so they’re learning fast! He shouted again, looking across the crowd:

- On your knees, all of you!

          And finally they were all kneeling to him. He then took his helmet off, and finally let them see his face. He was now smiling to them – it’s now the time to make them understand that he will not harm them from now on. So he went to the first kneeled guy and put his hand on his had and smiled at him and spoke softly this time:

- It’s ok, son, you’re safe! No one will harm you now, don’t worry…

          He carried on like this with each one of them, noticing with each of his words that they were now getting a bit relaxed. At the end of this session he knew that his first step in this mission was in the right direction, so he pulled out his mike and announced to the ship:

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<!--[if !supportLists]-->-         <!--[endif]-->Alright, Jake, glad to hear that. It looks like every one of you is safe and on track. So we’ll see you guys in 10 years. Good luck! Over and out.

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          So there it is: they are now all alone for the next 10 years. They can communicate with the Academy, but only for journaling reasons. Every day, they have to submit their progress log and information about the locals: what do they eat, what to they drink, do they hunt, what sort of weaponry to they use, what are their habits – anything that can help the next wave of settlers. He can get in touch via radio with the rest of the settlers anytime, but he’s unlikely to see any of them for at least 2 years now… So for now, it’s just him and his people!

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          The rest of the day went without any surprises: they followed him everywhere he went, as he inspected their little village. Every time he turned around and looked at them they knelt and bowed to him. He learnt that they didn’t know of fire, they were feeding entirely on vegetables. They also didn’t have a concept about families – they simply lived together, in order to be able to defend themselves better. Defend from what? That’s what he needed to find out…

          Throughout the next days he started to “talk” to them – he selected a few who seemed more intelligent and they have explained as much as they could, through signs, about the things he asked them – in signs as well.

          He found out that there are some other tribes, about 5 days walking distance towards East, that there are big predators in the forest – judging by their drawings some sort of lions? They were inquisitive, as he expected, about his flying, about his weapons and about his shuttle and about who he was. It was not his place to give them explanations about this, so every time they tried to ask him about this, he just grunted, or started shouted back at them, waiving his guns – and they immediately would throw themselves at his feet making some articulated noises – quite likely begging for mercy. After a few such incidents, they stopped asking at all about this.

          In order to confirm even more to them that he is powerful and he is not going to harm them, he took them to the forest and noticed their fear growing as they were approaching it. He made them wait there until one of the predators they described – indeed, some archaic form of lion – came running and roaring towards them. He shot the animal dead, under their eyes, and then turned to them as if to say: “See, I AM invincible!” He then made them come close and touch the dead animal. He watched them walking slowly and every tensed towards the dead animal and poking him, ready to run at the first move. Finally, when they realised that it was dead, they started dancing and screaming around him. He was their God, he was there to protect them!

Throughout the next weeks he taught them how to make fire – they were afraid of it initially, but in a few weeks they learned to like it and in the end they even tasted some grill made out of a deer-like animal.

5 months into the mission, and Jake was feeling more relaxed now. His people were listening to him, they now trusted him blindly and obeyed him. They understood that he was their protector as much as he was their tyrant. A couple of times there were young specimens that were getting very daring and he had to kill them on the spot, as every second he had to make every single one of them understand that he is untouchable. In another 5 months he thought, he should be ready to make contact with the other inhabitants of the continent. And then in another 5 months the whole continent would have known about him and in a few more months they should be all ready to possibly meet the other settlers and realise that there are quite a few Gods out there, just as fearless, just as merciless and just as powerful. And from there on, each one of them would be free to come and go wherever and whenever they wanted on this planet as they pleased. But that is further down the line…

For now though, he can relax a bit – this little village at least would not cause him any troubles for now. He looked around him – the group of 10 people he normally used to communicate his wishes around the community were scattered around him, while the rest of the village were up to their duties. He laid on the grass, surrounded by his “messengers” – he was gonna get some sleep and relax. As he closed his eyes, he realised that throughout all these initial 5 months he hasn’t thought once about sex, let alone have some. As this thought came to him he felt his cock getting hard. Yes, some sex would be nice! He propped himself on one elbow and looked again around him, and for the first time it occurred to him in a sexual way that these guys were naked around him.

- Hell, it’s time to get myself some pussy – he thought out loud.

          He noticed the puzzled expression on the faces around him.

- Yeah, yeah, you’ll get it in a minute – he smiled to them.

          He started getting naked. The moment his cock was visible to them, they all started bowing to him, and every one from the village gave up their duties to come and prostrate themselves to him.

- That’s it, you all, come and bow to the almighty cock! he laughed.

          All of these naked bodies bowing to his cock got him even hornier. He started walking slowly among them, forcing each one of them to raise their head and look at his cock. He could read in their eyes that it was such an honour for them to see their God in his nakedness. He stopped in front of a pretty girl and slapped his cock onto her face – and they all hurried to go and touch her, bowing to both him and her.

- Damn, girl, he laughed, I think I’ve just blessed you!

          He stopped them in front of a guy and took his hands and put them on his cock and made him wank his cock for a bit. The man was so proud he was chosen to touch him – you could tell from his face and the way he looked at the others. “Good, Jake thought, so now every single one of you would be begging for my cock! Ah, Jake, you’re gonna love living in this village!”

- Ok, so now let’s get me some pussy!

          He looked around and made his choice: a pretty girl, probably about 22 in Earth years, with very large breasts and some nice legs. He pointed to her and then pointed to a space on the right, on the grass. She smiled to all of the people around her and moved as requested, smiling all the time at him, so grateful that she was the chosen one.

          He went on to her and slapped his cock on her face then put her hands on his cock. She knew by now what he wanted – he’s seen him asking the same from the other male. He started wanking him slowly, cupping his balls – damn, she was doing a good job! He pushed her chin up, forcing her to look at him. Her eyes were showing nothing but adoration, as she was working her hands on his hardened cock. She had such a pretty face! He felt perverted, and the feeling was amplified by knowing how much power he had on these people. He stopped her from wanking him, and as she looked up at him puzzled, he held his cock and started pissing right on her face and hair. She didn’t make a move, just sat there, taking his piss on her face, in her mind, no doubt, a sign that the gods favoured her!

          He then grabbed hold of her hair and shoved his cock in her mouth and fucked her face wildly for a few minutes – until he felt he was close to cumming. He then pushed her on her back and shoved his cock deep in her cunt in an instant. The sensation was divine! He started ramming his cock inside her harder and harder – watching her face, as she was trying to hide the pain and smile to him, so pleased that the god is taking her! He felt his sperm nearly exploding – he put one hand in her throat, strangling her, as he started cumming violently inside her, with loud screams of pleasure. As he kept cumming he slapped her face with the other hand screaming at her:

- Ah, yes, I’m cumming in your cunt, you slut! I’m cumming in your cunt!!!!

He laid there, on top of her a few more minutes after he finished cumming, catching his breath. Her face was radiating happiness – she was another Gods-chosen one. Stupid bitch! he thought, and smiled to himself.

          He then stood up and motioned to her to lay there for a bit more. His cock was all cummy now. He went to the nearest female and made her understand by signs that he wanted his cock cleaned up with her mouth. She bowed to him and took him in her mouth with so much pride and cleaned him thoroughly.

          To mark this special event and his choice of the 2 women, he motioned to the “cleaner” to go and lay next to the other one, he just fucked. She did so in an instant. He walked to them and stood above them holding his cock for a few seconds. The pee came out of his cock and he sprayed both of them with it, to their adoration, while talking to them:

- You are such good girls, here, have my piss, you sluts!

          After he finished he looked around and decided there was no longer need for his suit, he can walk around naked like them as long as he keeps his lasers close by. So he motioned everyone to go about their business as he sat next to his kit, thinking how good it is to be a god. “Damn, I’ve just spread the first human seed on this planet – Jake thought. I’m gonna love it here, methinks – hell, I get to build my little army of sluts just as I want them and when I want them! Mmmmmm, it’s good to be king!”

50th birthday fuck

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 I awoke last Friday morning to the sound of my dogs barking to be let out, I laid in bed thinking that my husband would let them out as today was my 50th birthday and he had promised me a sleep in and something special as a present. After what seemed forever the dogs were still barking so I angrily threw off the covers and not bothering to put on my house coat wandered through the house in just the long t-shirt that I always wear to sleep, not finding my husband I let the dogs out and went to get a coffee, there on the table was a note from my husband saying that my present was in the walk in closet in our bedroom but they had forgotten to give him some of the parts so he had gone to pick them up and would be back shortly afte

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r lunch.

I poured myself a coffee and still angry at being woken up went to have a look to see my present, there in the middle of the floor was a box about 2ft square all wrapped with a big bow and a card saying Happy Birthday Ellie.

My mood was improving as I tore off the wrapping only to find a plain brown box bound in tape, his typical wrapping trick he did with all my presents thinking it was funny, I went to pick the box up and was surprised at its weight looking around I found a pair of scissors and started to cut thru the packaging, when I opened the top of the box and looked in to my surprise I saw hubby had bought a Sybian, I had seen them in videos and loved the way it made women orgasm and I had always wanted to try one.

Lifting it out of the box I set it back down on the floor and looked at it, it was bigger and heavier then I had imagined as I tried to work out how to turn it on I found the list of attachments that were supposed to come with it, looking in the box all I could find was a flat top cover, the rest of the parts were missing, so that was what hubby had obviously gone to pick up.

I knelt on the floor looking at it and thought I would plug it in and see what it did, when I turned it on it made a low humming noise I put my hand on the top and felt the vibrations, they were a lot stronger than any of my vibrators and I was wondering how my clit would react to the power, I was dying to find out not wearing panties I could already feel myself getting wet at just the thought, so reaching into the box I took out the flat cover and put it on the machine and turned it on again, I then put my leg over and tried to sit down but the vibrations were too strong and tickled way too much to allow me to sit properly to turning the machine off I tried again this time I worked the flat plate between my lips so that my clit was resting right on the raised part and turned it on slow, it felt absolutely amazing and I thought to myself what a great birthday present I knew it wasn’t going to take me long to have an orgasm, turning the dial faster I could feel my orgasm starting, within a minute and only on ¼ speed I started to cum, it was one of those loud and squirting type of orgasms that I usually only get from penetration, the orgasm seemed to last for ages when I finally managed to turn the machine off I slid off and lay on the floor with my legs spread and clit tingling thinking how amazing it felt.

I lay on the floor for about 5 minutes until my breathing and senses returned to normal, and while I was there I thought I have to share this sensation with someone so I thought I would check online to see if any of my friends were on that I could share my experience with.

I this point I should probably explain that we only have a laptop and it is setup in our kitchen/dining room partially because that is where our internet connect is and also because I have a 17 year step son and this way he cant go cruising porn sites.

I put the laptop on the glass top dining table and turned it on and got myself a coffee, my legs still felt a little weak and my pussy was soaked and tingling even after ten minutes I sat down slowly and looked to see who was on just then I noticed my best friend Amy sign in, Amy is 40 years old but despite the 10 years age difference she is my best female friend  I thought to myself great she is just the person I want to share this with, so I said hi to her and started to recount what I had just done and what happened how it felt etc.

Amy was saying to me how she would love to try one and I told her that she was more than welcome to try mine, adding trust me you will love it I am still soaked.

Now Amy is into things like cybersex in a big way and loves details I have never really got off on it the way she does, she started off asking what I was wearing, and as soon as she said that I knew she was masturbating herself, she continued by asking me just how wet I really was and to feel myself and her and let her know, as I still only had on my t-shirt I opened my legs and felt myself as I did I felt more of my juices running down to my asshole, when I told her this she told me to rub it in and to slide my fingers into my pussy I typed back that I would soak the keyboard if I did that and tried to type she replied she would tell me what to do and I didn’t have to type as long as I promised her I was doing it, she knows I keep my word so I thought oh what the hell I have the house to myself  my husband wont be home for hours yet and I was still horny and in the mood to play so I agreed, no soon had I told her than she started getting right into it telling me to lift my shirt and play with my nipples to start with then put one leg on the chair next to me and to start fingering myself, firstly with one finger than with two and to play play with my clit with my other hand she had just told me to use three fingers when I thought I heard a noise in the house, thinking it was just the dogs I ignored it and pushed 3 fingers deep into my pussy I was busy reading what Amy was typing and getting close to cumming again when a voice called out mom is that you?

I heart raced and panicked trying to sit up and pull my shirt back down just as I did my stepson walked into the kitchen, I was red faced and totally flustered I almost shouted at him what was he doing home?

He replied I have a P.A. day remember adding was that you downstairs before or dad I thought I heard noise like a power tool or something?

I thought to myself frig if he heard the Sybian then he must have heard me having an orgasm, I told him his dad was out and wouldn’t be back for a few hours, he just smiled and said oh I see, it was right then that Amy sent a buzz through on the computer asking how I was going and what was happening I told her my stepson Steve was home and without hesitation she asked did he catch you playing?

I told her I don’t know I was getting into her typing when he called out but It started me wondering just how much he had heard or seen, Amy asked where was he know so I told her right here with me in the kitchen, she asked what he was doing I told her standing looking at me and eating his breakfast and undressing me with his eyes, Amy asked what is he looking at? I told her my nipples are rock hard and sticking out through my shirt and I am sure he is trying to look through the glass top of the table so I dare not uncross my legs or he will get an eyeful, no sooner had I typed that than Amy replied maybe that’s what he is hoping for, you should give him one.

I told her don’t be silly he is my stepson plus he is only 17, her response was so that just means he is permanently horny all boys are at that age, is he hung?

I told her I had no idea and to change the subject, I kept looking at the screen hoping steve would hurry up and finish his breakfast and leave and my legs were starting to cramp and I wanted to cross them the other way but he just stood opposite me making small talk while staring at me through the table.

I told Amy what the situation was and her reply was give him what he wants then, I asked her what she meant? And she replied if you want him to leave give him a flash by crossing your legs he will get horny and he will go away to wank  roflmao.

I told her I cant do that, she replied with why not he probably saw you fingering your self anyway so give him reason to get hard and leave and laughed again.

I told Amy my legs are killing me I can feel my juices running down my ass and the worse part is I didn’t manage to get my shirt right down under my ass to sit on it.

Amy said then you have no choice just do it, what harm will a split second flash do anyway, when she put it that way it made sense in a weird way, plus I was so uncomfortable even if signed off and I got up he was going to get the flash he wanted, so I told Amy ok I am going to do it I cant take this position any more and with that I uncrossed my legs and went to cross them the other way, what a mistake that was not only had one leg gone to sleep but I hit my knee on the leg of the table causing me to open my legs and just give him a quick flash as planned but a full on view of my legs wide open  and my pussy dripping wet. Well Steve’s eyes nearly dropped out of his head he choked back on a mouthful of food and said great view mom, fully shaved  and wet, nice.

I could feel myself blush at his comment and said you weren’t supposed to be looking young man, he said I couldn’t help it, besides your hot, no wonder dad likes to fuck you so often.

I told him that’s enough, just then Amy buzzed me again to find out what was happening as I hadn’t typed anything, I filled her in on what happened also the fact my right leg had gone to sleep from being in one position so long.

Amy being a nurse told me to stand up and try and walk it off she would be back in 5 minutes as she need to get coffee so I told her ok I will see you in five and signed out.

 I gingerly pushed the chair back and tried to stand but my right leg wasn’t doing what I wanted it too so using the table as support I started to move to the other side when Steve asked me what was wrong and I told him my right leg has gone to sleep, no sooner were the words out of my mouth than he was behind me saying let me rub it for you.

I told him no that’s ok I will walk it off but he ignored me and started to rub his hand down the outside of my thigh, he said now how does that feel I had to admit it felt a little better, I was standing leaning on the table as he rubbed my leg when all of a sudden he dropped to his knees and put his other hand to the inside of my leg and started to massage my leg with both hands I told him that’s fine now thank you I looked back to see his face no more than 2 inches away from my ass, I repeated again that’s enough thanks he looked up at me and said ok and started to stand as he did he ran his hand right up my leg to my ass and my pussy I tried to jump up but my leg didn’t support me causing me to fall forward onto the table top and before I could straighten he was behind me I could feel his cock through his shorts pushing against my ass holding me against the table as his hands pushed on my back holding me down helpless.

I shouted at him ok this has gone far enough let me up, he replied I don’t think so and with that he put his hand up between my legs pushing through the wetness towards my pussy, I am not sure if he was stronger than I imagined or just the position I was in but I could do nothing to stop him i could feel his fingers probing through my wetness until he worked them between my lips and into my pussy he had two fingers in me and his thumb on my asshole when he said so who is a wet little slut that needs fucking huh ?

With that he worked his thumb into my ass keeping two fingers in my pussy holding me like a bowling ball causing me to let out a moan, oh you like that do you slut? was his comment, I begged him Steve please stop this let me up I promise I wont tell your father.

Too late for that slut was his reply I am going to fuck you and your going to love it!

No Steve this is wrong I wont let you he replied you have no choice I am going to fuck you one way or another with that he took his fingers out of my pussy and thumb out of my ass and I could feel him pulling his shorts down I could feel his cock spring free to hit against my ass, he said spread your legs slut you know you want it, I begged him to stop but he worked his legs between mine forcing them apart, nice looking wet cunt you have there mom I am going to enjoy fucking you, you little cock teaser, with that he started to rub his cock over my pussy getting it covered in my juices as I could feel him working it between my lips towards my hole I tried tensing my muscles as a final attempt to stop him, it worked,  relax your muscles slut he ordered, no I replied I felt him step back a little from me and I thought he had come to his senses when all of a sudden I felt an almighty smack on my right ass cheek causing me to scream out half in pain half in shock, he was a hell of a lot stronger than I had ever imagined, so do you want the other cheek done too slut  because I can keep smacking you until you relax, o.k. o.k. I told him no more that fucking hurt, if you are determined to rape me I will try to relax alright,

The word rape made him stop and think for a second but made no difference to him. his little head was ruling his big one, as I felt his cock working his way back between my lips I resigned myself to the fact I was going to be force fucked by my stepson and that hopefully it would be over soon.

At this point I should mention I have never seen Steve’s cock, his dad is very well endowed with an 8 inch cock that’s fairly thick, but I hadn’t thought or considered what Steve’s was like but I was about to find out.

He stared to work his cock between my lips and into my pussy, I could feel my muscles opening to take him in but something seemed wrong they were opening a lot more than I was used too but it didn’t seem like he was getting it in very far, I was being stretched open and it was feeling good, I said to Steve fucking hell I thought your dad was big just how big are you?

He said you see I told you that you would like it slut, you want to know how big I am reach back and feel it, as I reached down between my legs and put my hand around it I found I couldn’t close my fingers and touch them, I said that’s bullshit that’s not your cock u have a cucumber or something, wrong as your about to find out, with that he took what little he had of his cock in me stepped to the side and said look at what your going to get.

The only thing I could say was O.M.G. he had to be at least 10 inches long and as thick as a cucumber plus it was the same thickness from tip to base, happy now slut he asked are you ready for it and with that the niceties were over as he positioned it back into my pussy and started to push even though I was more prepared for his size it still hurt as he pushed it in and stretched me, it didn’t seem like it was ever going to stop as inch after inch worked its way into my wet hole, finally with him hard up against my cervix he stopped pushing and said so you do like it now?

I asked Steve was it all in? and he told me no I have about an inch and a bit left, fuck Steve how do your girlfriends take you?

He told me they don’t, they are all scared of my size yours is the first pussy I have actually got in, I have had a few blow jobs but that’s it.

I said somewhat shocked to Steve so you’re a virgin? I told him those girls don’t know what they are missing, ok so do you know what to do now? he replied sort of,  I just move it in and out right?

I explained to Steve what I liked and how to do it, start off moving it in and out slowly and only a little bit at a time then when I tell him make his thrusts deeper and harder and to let me know when he was going to cum. He was a very good listener doing exactly as I asked, he felt amazing stretching me and hitting my cervix, I could feel an orgasm building so I told him to speed up he told me that if he did he was going to cum  and I told him that’s the point now do it harder and faster I could feel him hittin my cervix with each thrust it was starting to get a bit tender when I told him I was going to cum to fuck me as hard as he could he told me he was going to cum too I felt my orgasm starting I told him to fuck me harder still he pulled his cock right back and drove it into me forcing it into my cervix I screamed out in a combination of pain and pleasure my pussy squirting back over his balls as he grunted I felt him cum right inside my cervix, he held me pulled hard back against him with his cock buried to the hilt in my pussy as he pumped shot after shot of cum deep inside me, my orgasm was so intense I had tears rolling down my cheeks, we stayed in that position until he stared to soften I felt him slide out of my pussy followed by a huge glob of cum that landed on the floor between my legs, as he stood behind me he must have started to feel guilty about forcing himself on me, he said mom I am sorry please don’t tell dad I raped you, it is not like it was really rape was it? I looked at his face and his now limp cock and said its ok Steve we will keep this our secret just between you and me alright.

Thanks mom but don’t you mean between you me and Amy?

I said what do you mean what does Amy have to do with this and why should she know about it?

He said Amy was the one that sent me a text message to my phone to come out and watch you play and what I was supposed to say and do to you, I thought you knew.

I was shocked and stunned this had all been setup by my best friend, I asked him how did he know Amy so well?

Steve explained he had met her on an adult chat line at a friends place, she advertised she was looking for a young and hung guy and that she liked all kinds of sex, including anal, so we exchanged pictures but I recognized that nursing ring she wears around her neck and when I told her I knew her then she backed out because of who I was so then she said she would talk to you and arrange for something special.

 I told Steve I knew nothing about it and I would never have agreed but that it was ok what’s done is done now, what I didn’t tell him was that I had enjoyed no the frills hard fucking he had just given me,he looked at me and I could see tears forming in his eyes when he realized how we had both been tricked, then I had an idea, I turned to Steve and said how would you like to get revenge on Amy, how would you like to put that monster cock in her ass and fuck her till she cant walk after she chickened  out on you and set us up?

Sure mom but how ? leave that to me now come round here and watch what I type to Amy so you can back me up later ok.

I logged back onto the computer no soon had I done so but Amy popped up saying hi what took you so long did u flash him ?

I told her yes it worked, one quick flash and he went off to his room probably  to wank just as you said ..roflmao,  then hubby called so I was on the phone to him for a while and that Steve was still in his room.

Amys reply was oh is that all....... 

 

To be Continued……Our Revenge on Amy

          

 

        

           

                                       

The Boss In Control

Krystabelle on Forced Stories

My boss called me into the office, setting my heart off into that pitapat motion that denotes a soon to follow tingle in my legs and other parts. I went in and he closed the door behind me...

Then he grabs me by my shoulders and roughly pushes me against the door. "This is what you want, isn't it, Krysta?" His hands move from my shoulders to cup my face and my breast. "You know, I've always thought you were quite desirable. I was hoping to be able to get away from you when I left Morehead, but you followed me, torturing me with you very presence and the knowledge of knowing I could never have you." his hands rustle the fabric of my shirt.. and my breathing starts coming in waves of heat and confusion. I want this, I do, but I
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also know that discovery in this position would cost us both of our jobs. Ours was a forbidden desire. But just the very forbiddingness of it makes me sweat and shiver. I want this, I truly do. Slowly, oh so slowly, he leans in towards me, pushing his body up next to mine and pinning me hopelessly against the dirty door. I feel him so very close to me, and I can feel his hardness stretching his work pants and straining to get to me, in me. He brings his face up close to my neck and I can feel the stubble from his shave brush my cheek. He runs his finger along the lines of my neck and face and leans down to touch his forehead to mine. "I'm going to have you. No use fighting it. Even if it costs us both our jobs, I'm going to finish this." He moves away from me and I shiver involuntarily. Was this encounter worth losing everything I had? "Yes...," I breathed. It was worth it. After months and months of innuendo and concealed glances, and a rather embarrassing incident where one of my favorite skirts got ripped, the mounting tensions would break and we'd give into the fleshly desires of man and woman. Did I love him? No. Did I want him? YES. He began taking off his shirt and I saw there the chest hair that I'd only glimpsed before in Morehead. The gold chain that I'd seen there before after he'd unloaded a tire truck lay nestled against his skin like I wanted to be. Placing it and his tie together on the sole chair, he began to clear off the desk for me to sit. I tried to fumble my way out of my shirt, but he lightly slapped my hands away. "That's for me. Sit." He indicated the clear spot that he'd made and I did as commanded, moving wordlessly. I had no more control over my body or my own desires. He locked the door, and came to stand in front of me. My pentacle necklace hung pendulous in the air, and my hair cascaded down my shoulders as he undid his belt and placed that on his pile of clothing. How lucky of me that I'd worn one of my shorter skirts to work today. Moving towards me, his hands found my legs and pushed them apart, so that he could settle himself there. My hands came alive, and in one deft motion, unzipped his fly... revealing what I'd always wanted to see and more than one time had glimpsed the outline of as we worked alongside each other in the old store. I wrapped my hand around it's soft yet unyielding bulk and he groaned slightly... a groan that only encouraged me. Deftly, his hands found their way under my shirt at long last and cupped my breast through the bra that I wore, fingers tracing light circles around my nipples as they contracted and hardened beneath his skilled touch. I threw my head back with the shock of it all, and he brought his lips to my exposed throat. All words of protest flew out of my mind as he worked to shape me to his carnal desires. My hand grew frenzied on his throbbing shaft. His hands like spiders all over me. I wasn't even trying to mask my moans any more. Discovery flew from my brain as my body responded to all the things he was doing to it. I was clay in the hands of a master potter, I couldn't help but grab at his back and leave a long series of scratches there. He laid me back on the desk and pulled my hand from him. My eyes closed, wanting yet not wanting to know what was going to happen next. I heard the small crackle of his knees bending and then I felt his hot breath on my clit, followed quickly by the feeling of his well-versed tongue working my most private area. My hand found the close-cropped hair on top of his head and pulled him in deeper. As he drove me so close to the edge of my orgasm, he stopped, and stood back up. I dared not open my eyes... Then I felt him enter me.. and I came hard and fast right then. He drove into me at a frantic pace, my orgasm drawing him in deeply and entirely. I could feel him stretching me to a proportion I'd never been before. There was no doubt in my mind that this was the one worth waiting for... the forbidden passion made me come again, and then I felt him shudder and fill me with the hot seed that was his and now mine. He collapsed shuddering on my exposed chest. His sweat felt cool against my hot skin. His breathing came fast and hard, then gradually slowed to a pace that seemed safe again. When he had the energy, he pushed himself up and off of me. Together, we put our clothing back on, and I tied his tie for him. He looked at me longingly... I looked at him with satisfied desire. Neither of us spoke. We knew that what we'd just done had endangered our jobs and our livelyhoods, but neither of us cared at that moment. All we knew was that passion and desire had been somewhat sated. Not fully sated... oh, no, that could never be done. But for now the tension was cut down to a minimum and we could look at each other without guilt and fear in our eyes....

"Krysta? Are you listening to me?" Hot Boss's eyes bore into mine, and he laid a hand on my shoulder. "I said I wanted to help you get a raise..."

And with those words I was jolted back into reality... Oh what a dream..

Troubleman

daytripperman on Forced Stories

The dispatcher gave me a call over the radio: "5610, you gotta call".

I was pissed, just got down to reading a good book, "What the fuck is this asshole's problem?"

I refreshed my on board computer, revealing the trouble ticket, a Miss Salgado was complaining that her lights were out.

What pissed me off was that she lived in a high rise apartment in Doral. That meant that it was probably a breaker in the meter room, Bullshit call.

I hated going to these places , reguarding these assholes as stupid, should have called maintanence to check the fucking breaker, fuck these dumbasses.

Oh well, they got GPS on my fucking truck,they can track my movements, can't bullshit this call.

So I rolled to the apartment complex, pissed.

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>The guard waved me through, as they always do, they consider a big power co. truck the same as any cop or fire vehicle.

I rode around till I found the right building number and parked my truck.

Security door. Shit! No way to get into the building without contacting the custumer. I Hate talking to custumers, always have stupid questions, complaints about their fucking bill.

As I stood fuming, some kids came up and opened the door , holding it open for me, dressed as I was with my hardhat, work shirt, and tool belt. They were used to seeing guys like me trying to get in.

Her apartment was on the 5th floor, and I opted for the stairs. I like stairs, no waiting. Having devoted my life to fitness, I always took the stairs.

I Jogged up to the 5th floor and shoved the door open, looking for the meter room. I found it quickly, and soon located the meter serving Miss Salgado. Fuck! Just like I thought, the breaker was tripped!

I thought, fuck it, this is going to be one educated custumer, I am going to get this dumb bitch and show her her fucking breaker so she won't bother me again.

I stalked down the hall untill I faced apartment number 57. Squaring my 6 foot 1 , 230 pound frame, I rapped sharply on the door.

After a beat or two, the door opened to the extent of the security chain, and a small face apeared in the gap. She was beautiful, about 35, with unblemished brown skin and dark soulful eyes that when they met mine, quickly cast to the floor.

I felt a stirring in my loins, thinking "This is a submissive woman"

I recovered, trying to maintain my professionalism, and said, "Lady, did you call the power company ?"

Her eyes slid back up to mine and she shut the door. Fuck!

Then I heard the chain being released, then the door was pulled open, reveling a semi dark apartment, lit by candles.

I stood at the threashold, taking in the sight. Miss Salgado stepped back from the door.

I let my eyes roam over her body. About 5 ft. tall, maybe 100 pounds, dressed in a white nightgown that clung to her tight body. Her nipples were hard and brown , about the size of a quarter with tips that pushed out of the sheer material like erasers.

Damn, I nearly fainted from blood loss that was diverted to my cock! The sexual tension was so thick you could have cut with a knife!

"Miss Salgado, what kind of problem are you having"? I heard myself say, though my eyes were glued to her tight body.

"I got home, and my lights were not working" She said, keeping her eyes on the floor.

Again, I thought, this bitch wants to be dominated. It was so tough to think in these terms, as I had been raised to respect women and always be a gentleman.

But fuck it, she called me, let's see how this plays out.

"Miss Salgado, I would like to show you how to reset your breaker in the meter room, so you wont have to wait so long next time."

She was silent for a beat, then, not taking her eyes from the floor, she said "ok".

Taking control, I gently reached behind her and cupped my hand in the small of her back, steering her out the door. "Do you want to lock your door"? She said yes, grabbing a set of keys from the table, handing them to me.

I guided the tiny woman into the hall, fumbled with the keys, and locked her door. "Thank you" She said, briefly meeting my green eyes with hers.

The hall was deserted, as it was late at night, and I gently pushed her down the hall, toward the meter room.

As we walked, me with my hand on her shoulder, her looking at the carpet, I took in the view. Her nightgown was clinging to her tight ass, and I saw that she was wearing a thong, black, that showed her tight buns.

My cock was throbing, my head was spinning, here I was, my hand on a fantasy girl, and she was doing whatever I said!

When we reached the meter room, I opened the door and guided her inside, this time with my hand on her tiny ass, she did'nt seem to notice.

"Miss salgado, this is your meter." I said, my left hand on her ass, my right pointing to her meter.

Emboldened, I let my hand really grab her tight ass, as she looked at the meter, "This is your breaker, watch this". I quickly reset her breaker, "Think you can do that next time, Miss Salgado?"

Her dark eys floated from the breaker to my eyes and she said "Yes sir."Then she quickly looked at the floor.

I stared at her face, which was turning dark from humiliation, and, still holding her ass, drew her to me, her pert breasts crushed into my belly.

"Look at me!" I demanded, sliding my right hand over her breast, cruelly pinching her nipple.

She rolled her eyes up to mine and I saw a tear roll down her cheek.

"Do you want me to hurt you, bitch?" I heard myself saying, dumbfounded at my boldness.

"No sir." she replied, eyes downcast, starting to sob, her tiny brown body shaking.

My mind was made up at this point, I am going to fuck this bitch up, hell, she is asking for it!

I grabbed a handfull of her long black hair and forced her head back, I bent down and savagely kissed her, forcing my tongue into her small mouth, fucking her mouth while my hands violated her ass and tits.

She whimpered, strangley not resisting but relenting, seeming to accept her fate.

I amused myself in the meter room with this compliant woman, savagely biting her nipples through her nightgown while shoving my finger up her ass, which made her cry.

I thought to myself, what the fuck are you doing? This is gonna cost you your job!

But I was in some kind of zone, detached from reality. floating above the act, my cock was like iron.No stopping this.

I grabbed Miss Salgado by the hair and marched her back up the deserted hall to her apartment, shoving the tiny woman against the door while I unlocked  it. Entering the apartment, I shoved the hapless woman to the floor and locked the door.

Towering over the trembling woman, I dropped my tool belt, took off my hard hat, setting it and the keys on the table.

The lights were on in the apartment now, and I took stock of the situation."Whats your name, bitch?" I asked the tiny cowering woman . "M-M-Maria." she said, trying to cover her breasts.

"Well, Maria, I am going to fuck the shit out of you tonight, but first things first, get on your knees, bitch."

She finally looked up, and started to cry again. The animal took control, and i siezed a handfull of her hair, forcing her to her knees.

I slowly undid my jeans , releasing my throbbing cock, all 8 inches of it, and forcefully pulled Maria's sobbing face to it, forcing my dick into her mouth.

She raised her hands in protest, trying to push me back. I was so much bigger than her and easily trapped her wrists in my hand, cruelly pulling them over her head while I thrust my throbbing cock in and out of her mouth, my other hand pulling her hair.

God what a turn on, total dominance over a woman, If you have never felt it, you would never understand. I watched, fascinated, as my giant cock smoothly stroked in and out of Maria's helpless mouth.

Strangely, I was'nt ready to come, much as I love a blowjob. I pulled my throbbing cock from Maria's mouth and pulled her to her feet. She was crying now, and was totally within my control.

I spun her around and carried her to the dining room table. Shoving her facefirst onto it. She whimpered, ashamed of her lot in life.

I pulled her hands behind her, and grabbing a roll of electrical tape from my tool belt, quickly bound her hands behind her back with a thick wad of tape.

Flipping the tiny woman over, I looked deep into her dark eyes as I ripped her nightgown open, revealing her firm tits, the nipples rock hard and brown, I bent down and licked and bit them while snatching her thong panties off.

What a trip! I felt all powerful for the first time in my life as I flipped her legs onto my broad shoulders and slid my fiercely hard cock into her cunt, which was wet!

I stood tall over my slave and thrust my big cock into her. She averted her eyes, looking at the wall. I forced my thumb into her mouth. "Suck my fucking thumb, Maria!" I commanded. She complied, weakly working her small mouth up and down my thumb, tears streaming down her face.

Damn! Still can't get a nut! Here I am, in total control of a beutiful submissive woman, making her do things she aint never done, and still my cock craves more!

"You ever had a cock in your ass Maria?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

She looked up at me briefly, moaning around my thumb from the savage fucking she was getting, "Please, don't, sir" she managed to stammer.

"Well, today is your lucky day, bitch." I said while smiling cruelly at the little woman, enjoying my total control. She was helpless, hands bound, laying on the table, ripped nightgown showing her great tits, brown hard nipples, still looking at the wall, wishing it was over, but knowing it was'nt.

I withdrew my rock hard cock from her cunt and easily picked up the little bitch. I walked with her in my arms, light as a feather into the bedroom, where I laid her across the modest full size bed, made up in silly floral paterns.

I left the little thing there and explored her bathroom, my stiff cock bouncing with each step.

I found a jar af vasoline in the medicine cabinet, bingo!

I heard Maria whimpering as I made my way back into the bedroom, and noticed she had managed to slide off the bed, crawling toward the door.

I studied the hot little bitch for a spell, watching her firm ass as she tried to make it out of there. I walked up to her and smiled as she said "Please, no!" Her dark eyes flashing to mine, then darting to the floor, her bare breasts straining with her small nipples rubbing the carpet.

"Not so fast, Maria." I calmly said, as I scooped her tiny body into my strong arms and carried her back to the bed.

The bed had a mirrored headboard (Imagine that!) I gathered a few pillows and forced Maria facedown on top of them, looking into her tortured eyes in the mirror, as she strained against her wrist binding.

"Watch this, bitch." I said as I gobbed a handfull of vasoline and rubbed it into the crack of her wonderful tight ass.I then lubed my straining cock and began to slip it against her tight asshole.

"Nnnnoooo, pleassse!" she cried, tears streaming down her beutiful face as my engorged cock slid slowly into her tight ass.

No mercy. I grabbed her hair, forcing her face back as I violently shoved my big cock up Maria's ass, causing her to cry out in pain.

I studied her face in the mirror as I ass fucked her, there were real tears of pain . I liked it.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as I thrust into her ass, forcing her head back so I could shove my thumb into her gasping mouth.

Finally I felt the urge to cum.

Pulling my cock from her ass, I stood on the bed and walked over to Maria's face.

Smiling at my slave, I knelt down and shoved my cock into her mouth, pulling her hair, I made her drink my cum.

Finally satisfied, I cut her binds, and rolled the bitch to the floor.

Standing over her, I said,"You remember me, Maria, I will fuck you up bad If I ever see you again."

She recoilled, covering her breasts , and silently weeping.

I recovered my gear and let myself out of the apartment, My head spinning. "What have I done? Fuck, I am for sure going to get fired!"

I stumbled out to my truck and drove off, full of fear and loathing as to what I had done.

I Laid low for a few days , then I got a trouble call,  A Miss Salgado, apt 57, no lights. Oh Boy........

Iraqi Beauty

Claeyyz@hotmail.com on Forced Stories

Ive always been a hard guy, i joined the army in the 1980's, been to somalia,iraq and afghanistan but who's complaning? I was a leader of my squadrant, not to brag, anyways here's my story. ( p.s two part story ) sorry bout the long entry and all.

Ok it started off on a normal patrol, nothing really happened in my sector, our units were to patrol the hospital area for a 4km district. Round and round these winding streets really get to you after a while, boredome that is. We were on our last round and heading back to the hospital for last check in before we were off dutie.

Our large green truck holding me and 2 of my squad pulled up and andy jogged in to get the report, obviously as eager to get off duty
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as me. Not many people were in this area. Wouldn't blame them, the few houses that surrounded the road were old ratty and badly structured with rusty metal sheets used as roofs.

As the fall of sadam started the few tall buildings were abandoned looted and then left, other than the hospital, the streets were pretty decent and not covered in rubbish and shit like the others. It had many side streets and alleys which were always a nusence as we had to be on gaurd and check every one of them for suspects. Ecspecially now that the sun was lowering leaving the alleys in complete darkness.

Two nurses walked out of the building and headed towards us and past our convoy. They had light tanned skin like the kind you get in the sun not one of the normal iraqi tans, they both had creamy soft skin and great sculptured faces and damn great bodies. Both had large breasts, tight round asses and a great smell as they walked past. Obviously they belonged to one of the neighbouring rich families.

Shane and I looked drewlingly at the chicks as they strutted their stuff into the looming darkness that swarmed the road. "Think they need a lift" shane joked to me staring godsmacked at the two disapearing figures. I smirked at shane then watched as andy made his way out and back into the truck.

We past the two chicks on our way back getting a glimpse down their doctors uniform. Our camp was just ahead and we got out and headed to debriefing and back to camp. Conviniently my tent was near the wall so i could easily skip around and access the road without attracting much attention, which i was soon grateful for.

I unpacked my items leaving them in my tent then loading my pistol and placed it in my jacket and headed for the road. I quietly arrived at the road un noticed or so i thought. I snuck along the path and into a small dark alley as i heard the footsteps approach. The two girls came out of the darkness and continued down the road thankfully not noticing me.

I followed them around a few more streets where they came to a stop outside a house, this one actully having electricity, i creeped around the bend next to a abandoned 3 story motel looking building and watched as one entered the house and waved good bye then the other started her journey again. I looked around for any people but to my luck none at all. I grabbed my pistol and quietly snuck behind the girl and knocked her un concious with the handle.

I grabbed her limp body and viciously dragged her to the abandoned motel. Dust had covered everything and by the looks everything had been either broken or stolen. I noticed a flight of stairs to my left and i pulled her and myself up them and into a room on my right. It was pretty deserted with no windows but a broken 4 post bed and a wooden table remained in the room. Also a bathroom with a bath tub and a shower. Very decent for Iraq.

I shut the door creakily and chucked her body roughly on the table. Blood was dripping off her head and onto the table, No Pain No Gain right?, I concously checked the room for people, knowing that its pretty stupid but just to check incase, i entered the bathroom, shattered glass covered the floor where a mirror had been broken. Small bottles of shampoo and conditioner lay on the ground next to the toilet.

I took the bottles and some toilet paper and entered the room where her body was still laying unmoving. I scrunched a ball of toilet paper into her mouth and wrapped multiple layers around her head to make it unallowable to come out. I tied her arms from elbow to finger tips with 2 rolls of toilet paper so that it was unbreakable.

I stopped for a second and enjoyed the view of a hot iraqi nurse laying unconcoius ready to be raped the shit out of. I rubbed my hand over her thigh and pulled down her pants and panties revealing a slightly hairy small pink puccy. I pulled out my combat knife and cut her shirt off and bra accidently slicing her neck deeply.

She awoke at a sudden and started coughing and panicing. I pulled my gun and showed it to her warning her not to move, she paniced and tried to get off the bench falling to a heap hardly on the ground. I pulled her skinny frame up and literally chucked her on the bed. Her breasts were nicely tanned with small brown nipples. I groped them in my hands and she became aware of her clothes being off and paniced once more.

"move bitch and ill shoot ur head off then help myself to you, which way you want dead or alive, dead would be alot less hassle for me" i said menicingly to her revealing my gun once more. She flinched and slightly nodded. I played with her tits once more and she looked away shamefully. I sucked on each one and they hardened up. By now my dick was fully erect and painfully against my pants. I ripped them off along with my boxers and avanced to her body.

She looked at me shockingly what i was going to do and tried to scramble away. I pulled my knife out and lay the blade against one of her tits and whispered in her ear "want to be titless? then stay the fuck still". I wasted no time taking her by shock and aligned my cock with her semi wet cunt. I plunged in as hard as i could ripping through her, obviously a virgin because she let out a muffled scream over the toilet paper and blood soon started leaking out of her cunt. More the fun.

I started plunging in and out of her slowly then faster, the tightness of her being unbelievable. I placed a hand on her neck to stop her moving and kept pumping into her. The other hand felt up her breasts. Soon enough i came exploding inside her, cream gushed into her stomach and i pulled out my lowering member.

I grinned at the sight and feeling of fucking this beautifull bitch. She had tears streaming out of her eyes now. I ripped the toilet paper off her face and shuved my semi erect cock in there and pulled my knife out again and placed its tip on her eye's. "say anything bitch and ill cut out your eyes and rip a hole in your puccy, now suck it" i yelled. She looked at me innocently then started slowly sucking on it. Soon enough she had my cock fully erect and i moved over laying on the bed and pulled her ontop of me allowing better positions for her.

She sucked the top slowly and i pushed her head forcefully onto my cock geting it deeper into her throat. I mean im only 6-7" but she was only taking around 4, which i soon changed. I placed my hands on her head softly and randomly pushed with all my might getting her down to the base and she splurted and coghed removing her head. I grabbed the shampoo while she was distracted and lubed my cock and her ass up as she just thought i was playing with her.

I flipped her over as she was still coughing and agressivly pushed my cock into her ass. It held up with much resistance but it finally slid in and she gasped at what i was doing, obviously she had never been revealed to this. She tried to get away but i placed my blade on her stomach so if she pushed forward she would be inpaled on it. I slid my cock deeper and deeper into her tight anus as she wimpered and cried.

It was such a exhilerating experiance as my whole cock was sucked into her but. I moved it in and out placing some more shampoo onto my shaft and fucked her like a wild beast. I had a steady pace, in and out in and out, and soon enough splurted my seed into her ass. She slowly came off and fell to the ground and i lay on the bed recovering and retrieving my blade which i must of dropped.

After a while i came around and leaned over to her slowly breathing body. "tell anyone and ill shave that puccy of yours right off" i said. I didn't follow these ways untill i arrived back in Novemeber last year, if revieve feedback ill continue my stories. Thanks for listening, and write to me! Lt_twenty@hotmail.com