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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Moms Anal Whore - Part 3
I could go on with this and I may at a later time, as I left the end open for more. I hate ending stories, as they get my mind whirling with more dirty things to do. Enjoy it my dirty friends.
Part 3
Evening had arrived…
Now laying in her own pee, the day passed slowly for Ann, her sore ass reminding her of the days events. She repositioned herself many times as the scarves holding her in place were very uncomfortable. She could hear noises above her, upstairs in the house. She tried to listen as carefully as she could to make out the voice or was that voices? ‘Was someone else here with her?’ She thought this to herself, unsure of what she was hearing.
The door slowly opened from upstairs, getting Ann’s attention.
“How are you tonight anal whore?” A voice called out to her that she did not know.
Ann stayed quiet.
“Speak up or be beaten anal whore? Tell me who you are and what you desire?”
Ann was petrified at what was being said, and still she did not know the voice. She remained quiet.
She then heard footsteps coming down the steps. She heard each one, one by one, until they stopped. She looked up to see a face she did not know. She froze in fear, ‘how did he know to call me anal whore’, she thought to herself.
“Well now my little anal whore, look at you. So sexy laying there with your ass ready for me. I bet you want a good ass fucking, don’t you?”
Tears welled up in Ann’s eyes, as she watched the man walk to her side and sit down on the bed next to her.
“You will speak to me. You will please me tonight and I shall do the same for you anal whore.”
Still saying nothing, the man leaned over and picked up the metal hanger.
“I guess you want this instead, right?”
Ann spoke up, “pl..please don’t hit me with th..that, please.”
“Then tell me what I asked you then. You know what I want, so say it you sexy ass bitch.”
Ann turned toward him and said what her insides told her to say, “rape this anal whore. Rape me.”
He seemed pleased. He began untying her binds, letting her arms and legs finally relax. She curled her legs upward and they were stiff.
“Get up on your knees and stick your ass out. Move it whore.”
She jumped at the sound of his voice. She was naked and exposed in front of this strange man. She felt fear as he got up behind her.
“Wiggle your hot ass bitch. Wiggle it nice and sexy now, just like little whores do.”
She shook her bottom back and forth, giving him a clear view of her pussy and ass.
“That’s it, shake it like you want it. Give me a good show bitch.”
Ann shook her ass back and forth, doing things that made her sick to think of on her own.
“Now spread your legs and let me see your pussy and your hot little asshole bitch.”
She spread her legs as told and felt the air on her pussy. Her nipples became aroused at the feeling.
“You have a great looking pussy baby. Too bad I wont be exploring it tonight much tonight.”
She now knew he was here for her ass only.
“Take your hand and reach between your legs and finger your pussy bitch. Get it in there deep and start fingering yourself as fast as you can.”
Not wanting too, she reached between her legs, parted her tender folds, opened them slightly, and inserted her middle finger. It did feel good to her, as she had played with herself many times. She had never had to this in front of anyone before, not even for her boyfriend.
“Yes, that’s it. Fuck yourself bitch. Get your pussy all hot and slimy. Yes, work that finger in there.”
Ann was moaning slightly as she fingered her puss. Her tight slit loved being played with.
While she played, he began to take off his clothes. His cock was at full staff, him massaging and stroking it slowly as she masturbated herself. He was big too. His cock was long and fat. If he had to measure it, it would have been fourteen inches long and a good four inches or more in diameter. In other words, he was fucking huge. An anal pounder is what he was. An ass rapist of little girls. He made money by pounding his cock in asses.
As she continues to finger her sweet pussy, he comes over to the bed and sits down next to her. He reaches out to her and Ann is startled by his grasp. He swings her over roughly and places her on top of him, her looking down on him as he lays down on his back, looking up at her soft tits, protruding nipples, and elegant looking face.
“You are going to rape yourself bitch. Yes, you are going to force my cock up your butt and you are going to ride me baby. Spread your legs and sit on my cock whore.”
Ann moved her body to where his cock, his mammoth cock, touched the opening of her asshole.
“Lower yourself down onto my cock and push it in your ass. Tell me to rape your ass as you push it in.”
Not moving fast enough, the man swung the metal hanger and it landed on her tits. She yelped as he smacked her, then he did it again. “Get it in your ass whore. Shove it in. Push it in bitch!” His yelling made her move faster.
His cock slowly penetrated her loose bud. “Fuck this anal whore. Rape my ass. Rape my ass with your big cock.” She looked down on him while saying this, his cock slowly sliding deeper into her ass. “Rape me.” She stared into his eyes as she repeated herself, “rape my ass. Rape me in my anal whore of an ass. Rape me.”
He shoved his cock all the way in and Ann grunted deeply as she felt his cock hit something in her ass that was not a good feeling. He grabbed her hips on each side and began lifting her up and down, while he thrusted his cock in and out of her tender butt.
“You keep telling me to rape you until I cum bitch, got it? If you cum before I do, I will beat you.”
Ann was lost again in deep thoughts, he mind racing, her ass aching, her legs straining to keep herself on him. He was not being gentle either, he was brutal towards her, making her say bad things, making her his own.
Her erect nipples stood out and he took notice too. They were exciting to look at. Very exciting for a girl her age. He wanted them in his mouth.
“Bend down here baby. I want your nips bitch.”
Ann moved down and he sucked in her left nipple, sucking, licking, and biting it. He bit each one hard too, making her squirm with displeasure. His cock worked it’s way in and out of her ass, ripping into her, driving it’s way in, back out, back in, over and over and over. In and out, in and out, in and out, sucking nipples, chewing them, sucking, chewing, biting, sucking them until they were raw.
Her face was near his and she kept saying, “rape me….rape this anal whore…rape me in my ass…” Deep thrusts in her ass made her voice crackle each time she said to rape her. “R..rape me. Rape my whore ass. Rape me.”
Saying the words repeatedly to his face made him hornier for her. “Lay down on your stomach and stick you ass in the air bitch. Tell me to rape your hot ass bitch.”
She moved down and laid flat on the bed as he got on top of her and buried his cock to the hilt in her ass. Ann deep in a deep breathe and granted louder as his cock assaulted her youthful body. Her asshole was being spread wide to take in his cock in this position. Like a man on speed, he raped her severely, just as he had raped many girls before her, some unwillingly. He was liking Ann’s ass, deep and tight, her little nips exciting him, her elegant cute face making him want to call her his own.
“Rape me….rape me…..rape me……rape my ass….rape my anal whore of an ass….rape me….”
Over and over, burning into his ears, the sound he loved to hear from little girls, them begging to be raped, his cock pounding into them, having his way with them, making them become whores, without them even knowing it.
“Reach under and finger your pussy bitch. Work your pussy good too.”
His raping cock never let up, thrusting deep within her, forceful thrusts that made Ann sick inside.
“C’mon whore, spread your legs farther. Get your ass up and rape yourself. Finger your hot pussy. C’mon, take it bitch. Take my cock in your worthless ass. You little bitch, fuck my cock. Fuck it!”
His demands grew larger and more intense.
“Ram your fingers in your puss, get off bitch. Make your pussy cum. C’mon bitch, move your ass back, rape my cock in you. You worthless piece of shit. Fucking whore!”
He began slapping her ass cheeks, harder and harder, “get yourself off bitch. Show me you like getting raped. Little cock teasers like you deserve to get raped. Tell me you love getting raped anal whore. Tell me!”
With her pussy being worked over feverishly with her fingers, ramming her ass onto his cock, yelling for him to rape her, she yells out, “rape my hot ass! Rape this anal whores worthless ass! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me!”
He was ready to fill her ass with his cum. His balls ached for relief. The continuing pounding in her ass and her fingering her pussy, rolling her small clit between her fingers, she was close too.
“Don’t cum until I tell you whore. You only cum when I allow you too, got it? I‘m going to make you the perfect little anal whore you are meant to be. You will obey me whore, you understand me?”
She nodded her head.
“Roll over and get on your back.”
Ann rolled over, her ass sore as ever.
“Spread your legs. Spread them as far as you can whore.”
She did as she was ordered.
“Now reach down and spread your pussy lips open. Dig your fingers inside and spread it open as far as you can.”
She spread her pink petals open, pulling each side open exposing herself further to him.
“Mmmm, such a nice little pussy, all bare and ready for me. Do you like your pussy?”
Puzzled at his question, “yes I do.”
“How much do you love it? Are willing to lose it for your life?”
Still puzzled and not knowing what he meant, “I like playing with it. Please don’t hurt me.”
He wanted something from her. He wanted her to make a choice. “Your life for your clit. That is your choice, as anal whores don’t need a clit. You think it over while I play with it.”
Horrified at what he had just said, “please…please don’t hurt me. What are you saying? I don’t understand.”
He moved himself up to her face and said to Ann, “you have a choice bitch. I either kill you or I remove your clit.”
As his last word sounded, he grabbed her hands and tied each one to the post behind her. The gag was inserted back into her mouth, and as she fought at him, legs flaying around, he tied her legs out to each corner. She was helpless once again, displayed out for him to do what he pleased to her.
He thumbed her small clit, exposing it and making it hard. She winced at his touch, both pleasure and pain tore through her pussy. “Have you decided whore?”
She shook in fear of losing her clitty. Tears poured from her eyes as he continued pulling on her clit, pinching it, rolling it, tugging on it, each time harder than the first.
“I will decide for you then. I will get you off one last time, then I’m going to slowly cut it out and make you the anal whore your mommy desires of you. You will then become our property, our anal whore, and you will love it.”
Her head shook from side to side as he twirled her clit in his fingers, tenderizing it for her final time with it.
“You will submit to me, then you will submit to your mommy. You will do everything we tell you. If you disobey, the metal hanger will greet you each time, with no less than twenty lashes per offense. You will then only use your ass to get off on. You will be an anal whore. You will be whored out to other men and women who desire asses only. Your clit serves you no purpose any longer bitch.”
She looked down as he moved his mouth over her clit, letting his tongue roll over the top of it, her pink petals glistening with her juices. He took her clit into his mouth and bit down on it. She yelped into her gag as he bit into it, drawing blood, then sucked on it hard, drawing the small amounts of blood into his mouth.
He moved upward toward her, sucking on her nipples along the way, her feeling his cock position itself on her pussy as he stopped at her face. Staring into her fear stricken eyes, his cock slid into her pussy, her eyes now wide open feeling his mammoth cock slide deeper into her. He pushed his hips into her, driving his cock all the way into her. As he kissed her face, licking her lips, he let his cock rest inside of her. She was extremely snug and tight around his cock. This had not been apart of the evil plan, but he wanted her in his own way. He wanted to make her cum normally, before he took something from her. He wanted to her forever remember her last good fuck.
“You feel good baby. I see you are not a virgin in you puss either. You are little whore aren’t you? You fuck all the boys don’t you? I bet your boyfriends rides you left and right. Now I’m going to take you too. I’m going to give you one last fuck in your pussy, fill you full of cum, then I’m going to rip out your clit and watch you wiggle in agony.”
Ann could do nothing but squirm in her binds, as he began fucking his cock in her. In and out he pushed his huge cock in her. He kissed her face, squeezed her nipples, and rammed his cock in and out of her. “Take it whore.” They were the last words her spoke, as he pounded his cock in her, raping her like a rapist does to little girls like her. The sweet girls who act clean, but are nothing more than whores themselves, giving themselves to friends. She was in agony as his cock drove in and out, forcing her pussy wide open, taking in the rape snake of his.
Ann laid and watched him rape her. She looked out the corner of her eye and there was her mom, standing there watching her get raped. She had a smile on her face as she watched the man pound his hips into in a wild motion. Her mom knelt down next to Ann, “Does it feel good baby? How is my anal whore liking this? You will cum for him. You will mate with him baby. He desires you, can’t you tell? He is going to pump his seed in you. Yes, mommy knew this was going to happen as I planned it for you. You are going to be the anal whore I want you to be. You will get used to it baby. You will beg for it soon. When you are changed and willing, you will drop your panties and tell me to rape you in time. You don’t want to except it now, but you will in time baby. Enjoy his cock baby, enjoy his cum.”
With that, she left the room, as the man raped Ann with no signs of letting up. He pulled her legs upward and drove into her, his large nuts banging up against her ass the whole time. The feeling in her puss was relentless. She was close to cumming too. The more he drove his cock in, the more she wanted to cum. In and out, his cock was loving her, making her grunt and groan with each thrust. He could feel her pussy tighten as it gripped his cock, sucking him inward. He looked back up to her, squeezed her nipples some more, kissed her cheeks, then poured his cream into her. She felt hot spurts filling her pussy, then she came right after he did. He kept up his pace, draining his cock of cum, feeling her squirt on his cock, and he was loving it. He jerked his cock in her, deposited the rest of his cum in her, then pulled his cock out. Long strands of cum followed, mixed with her juices and small amounts of torn tissue.
He looked down at her pussy, took in the smell, then looked back up to her. “Did that feel good baby? You came a lot, so you must have enjoyed your last fuck in your pussy with a clit. Time to remove my prize now.”
She watched his every move, as he stood up, his cock hanging below him still dripping cum. He walked over to the desk by the washer and returned with a pair of scissors. He wasted no time, as he opened the scissors, placed her clit between the shears, looked up at her tearful eyes, then closed them shut, snipping off her clit in one movement.
Ann’s eyes went wide as the pain shot through her body. Blood squirted upward as he removed her clit. Ann yelling loudly into her gag, her legs tightened, her toes pointed, her ass off the bed fighting off the pain, she was in pure agony from hell . He licked her removed clit, took it into his mouth and sucked on it. He then spit it out onto her belly, leaned down to her now clitless puss, and sucked on the open area.
Ann was shaking now, her body as tense as ever, as she looked at her clit laying on her belly. Horror, pure horror struck her. Breathing deeply, the pain slowly subsided. “Okay anal whore, you are now my slave. You will do everything I say from now on. If you refuse me, I will cut each of your nipples off, then I will cut your tongue out after that if you refuse me. Do you understand me bitch?”
Ann nodded yes quickly, fearing for her life now.
He removed the gag, “your name is what and you like what?
Ann spoke out, “my name is anal wh..whore s..sir. I like to be raped in my ass sir. This anal whore likes to be raped in her ass. I will do everything you s..say.”
“Very good slave. I will let you heal over the next week. You will then sleep upstairs with your mom and I. Your mom and I are lovers baby and you my dear - you are my daughter. Yes, now you know who I am." He grinned widely at her.
Ann's eyes flung wide open at the sound of his last statement. She had never met or seen her father, until now. She was in disbelief.
"You are now apart of us. You will obey us. You will fulfill our every wish, with a big smile too. You will readily give yourself to us and everyone one else too. You will wear what we want you to wear. You will never backtalk us. You are an anal whore, got it?”
From losing her sweet little clit, to being severely beaten, and threatened with the removal of her nipples, she did as she was told promptly, but first...
...Ann gets on the floor, up on her knees, staring at the man, now known as her father, and spreads her legs as wide as they would go, "rape me..rape this worthless anal whore's ass."
With his brainwashing treatment complete, he climbs between her legs.
“Oh..oh yes daddy, I am Anal Whore, who w..wants to be used in her ass like a whore sh..should be tr..treated. Rape me! Shove you big c..cock in my ass!"
Moments later...with cum dripping from her ass, "I want you to go upstairs and get cleaned up. Then you will report to your mother afterwards. She has something special planned for you."
She does as she is told and moves swiftly up the stairs and heads for the shower, her sore pussy, rubbing between her legs, reminds her of what would be done if she did not do as told. It would forever remind her to obey.
The man, now known as her father, walks into the room where Ann's mom is and says, "well, that was easy enough. She will forever be our slave."
Ann's mom looks up, "yes, very well done. I wasn't sure if she could be turned to the dark side of being a slave, and being she is now right in her mind, I think her boyfriend will like her much better now."
The End
I hated to end this, but I had to at some point. I may continue this more in the future. Did you enjoy it? I hope so. Thanks for reading it. :D
Part 3
Evening had arrived…
Now laying in her own pee, the day passed slowly for Ann, her sore ass reminding her of the days events. She repositioned herself many times as the scarves holding her in place were very uncomfortable. She could hear noises above her, upstairs in the house. She tried to listen as carefully as she could to make out the voice or was that voices? ‘Was someone else here with her?’ She thought this to herself, unsure of what she was hearing.
The door slowly opened from upstairs, getting Ann’s attention.
“How are you tonight anal whore?” A voice called out to her that she did not know.
Ann stayed quiet.
“Speak up or be beaten anal whore? Tell me who you are and what you desire?”
Ann was petrified at what was being said, and still she did not know the voice. She remained quiet.
She then heard footsteps coming down the steps. She heard each one, one by one, until they stopped. She looked up to see a face she did not know. She froze in fear, ‘how did he know to call me anal whore’, she thought to herself.
“Well now my little anal whore, look at you. So sexy laying there with your ass ready for me. I bet you want a good ass fucking, don’t you?”
Tears welled up in Ann’s eyes, as she watched the man walk to her side and sit down on the bed next to her.
“You will speak to me. You will please me tonight and I shall do the same for you anal whore.”
Still saying nothing, the man leaned over and picked up the metal hanger.
“I guess you want this instead, right?”
Ann spoke up, “pl..please don’t hit me with th..that, please.”
“Then tell me what I asked you then. You know what I want, so say it you sexy ass bitch.”
Ann turned toward him and said what her insides told her to say, “rape this anal whore. Rape me.”
He seemed pleased. He began untying her binds, letting her arms and legs finally relax. She curled her legs upward and they were stiff.
“Get up on your knees and stick your ass out. Move it whore.”
She jumped at the sound of his voice. She was naked and exposed in front of this strange man. She felt fear as he got up behind her.
“Wiggle your hot ass bitch. Wiggle it nice and sexy now, just like little whores do.”
She shook her bottom back and forth, giving him a clear view of her pussy and ass.
“That’s it, shake it like you want it. Give me a good show bitch.”
Ann shook her ass back and forth, doing things that made her sick to think of on her own.
“Now spread your legs and let me see your pussy and your hot little asshole bitch.”
She spread her legs as told and felt the air on her pussy. Her nipples became aroused at the feeling.
“You have a great looking pussy baby. Too bad I wont be exploring it tonight much tonight.”
She now knew he was here for her ass only.
“Take your hand and reach between your legs and finger your pussy bitch. Get it in there deep and start fingering yourself as fast as you can.”
Not wanting too, she reached between her legs, parted her tender folds, opened them slightly, and inserted her middle finger. It did feel good to her, as she had played with herself many times. She had never had to this in front of anyone before, not even for her boyfriend.
“Yes, that’s it. Fuck yourself bitch. Get your pussy all hot and slimy. Yes, work that finger in there.”
Ann was moaning slightly as she fingered her puss. Her tight slit loved being played with.
While she played, he began to take off his clothes. His cock was at full staff, him massaging and stroking it slowly as she masturbated herself. He was big too. His cock was long and fat. If he had to measure it, it would have been fourteen inches long and a good four inches or more in diameter. In other words, he was fucking huge. An anal pounder is what he was. An ass rapist of little girls. He made money by pounding his cock in asses.
As she continues to finger her sweet pussy, he comes over to the bed and sits down next to her. He reaches out to her and Ann is startled by his grasp. He swings her over roughly and places her on top of him, her looking down on him as he lays down on his back, looking up at her soft tits, protruding nipples, and elegant looking face.
“You are going to rape yourself bitch. Yes, you are going to force my cock up your butt and you are going to ride me baby. Spread your legs and sit on my cock whore.”
Ann moved her body to where his cock, his mammoth cock, touched the opening of her asshole.
“Lower yourself down onto my cock and push it in your ass. Tell me to rape your ass as you push it in.”
Not moving fast enough, the man swung the metal hanger and it landed on her tits. She yelped as he smacked her, then he did it again. “Get it in your ass whore. Shove it in. Push it in bitch!” His yelling made her move faster.
His cock slowly penetrated her loose bud. “Fuck this anal whore. Rape my ass. Rape my ass with your big cock.” She looked down on him while saying this, his cock slowly sliding deeper into her ass. “Rape me.” She stared into his eyes as she repeated herself, “rape my ass. Rape me in my anal whore of an ass. Rape me.”
He shoved his cock all the way in and Ann grunted deeply as she felt his cock hit something in her ass that was not a good feeling. He grabbed her hips on each side and began lifting her up and down, while he thrusted his cock in and out of her tender butt.
“You keep telling me to rape you until I cum bitch, got it? If you cum before I do, I will beat you.”
Ann was lost again in deep thoughts, he mind racing, her ass aching, her legs straining to keep herself on him. He was not being gentle either, he was brutal towards her, making her say bad things, making her his own.
Her erect nipples stood out and he took notice too. They were exciting to look at. Very exciting for a girl her age. He wanted them in his mouth.
“Bend down here baby. I want your nips bitch.”
Ann moved down and he sucked in her left nipple, sucking, licking, and biting it. He bit each one hard too, making her squirm with displeasure. His cock worked it’s way in and out of her ass, ripping into her, driving it’s way in, back out, back in, over and over and over. In and out, in and out, in and out, sucking nipples, chewing them, sucking, chewing, biting, sucking them until they were raw.
Her face was near his and she kept saying, “rape me….rape this anal whore…rape me in my ass…” Deep thrusts in her ass made her voice crackle each time she said to rape her. “R..rape me. Rape my whore ass. Rape me.”
Saying the words repeatedly to his face made him hornier for her. “Lay down on your stomach and stick you ass in the air bitch. Tell me to rape your hot ass bitch.”
She moved down and laid flat on the bed as he got on top of her and buried his cock to the hilt in her ass. Ann deep in a deep breathe and granted louder as his cock assaulted her youthful body. Her asshole was being spread wide to take in his cock in this position. Like a man on speed, he raped her severely, just as he had raped many girls before her, some unwillingly. He was liking Ann’s ass, deep and tight, her little nips exciting him, her elegant cute face making him want to call her his own.
“Rape me….rape me…..rape me……rape my ass….rape my anal whore of an ass….rape me….”
Over and over, burning into his ears, the sound he loved to hear from little girls, them begging to be raped, his cock pounding into them, having his way with them, making them become whores, without them even knowing it.
“Reach under and finger your pussy bitch. Work your pussy good too.”
His raping cock never let up, thrusting deep within her, forceful thrusts that made Ann sick inside.
“C’mon whore, spread your legs farther. Get your ass up and rape yourself. Finger your hot pussy. C’mon, take it bitch. Take my cock in your worthless ass. You little bitch, fuck my cock. Fuck it!”
His demands grew larger and more intense.
“Ram your fingers in your puss, get off bitch. Make your pussy cum. C’mon bitch, move your ass back, rape my cock in you. You worthless piece of shit. Fucking whore!”
He began slapping her ass cheeks, harder and harder, “get yourself off bitch. Show me you like getting raped. Little cock teasers like you deserve to get raped. Tell me you love getting raped anal whore. Tell me!”
With her pussy being worked over feverishly with her fingers, ramming her ass onto his cock, yelling for him to rape her, she yells out, “rape my hot ass! Rape this anal whores worthless ass! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me!”
He was ready to fill her ass with his cum. His balls ached for relief. The continuing pounding in her ass and her fingering her pussy, rolling her small clit between her fingers, she was close too.
“Don’t cum until I tell you whore. You only cum when I allow you too, got it? I‘m going to make you the perfect little anal whore you are meant to be. You will obey me whore, you understand me?”
She nodded her head.
“Roll over and get on your back.”
Ann rolled over, her ass sore as ever.
“Spread your legs. Spread them as far as you can whore.”
She did as she was ordered.
“Now reach down and spread your pussy lips open. Dig your fingers inside and spread it open as far as you can.”
She spread her pink petals open, pulling each side open exposing herself further to him.
“Mmmm, such a nice little pussy, all bare and ready for me. Do you like your pussy?”
Puzzled at his question, “yes I do.”
“How much do you love it? Are willing to lose it for your life?”
Still puzzled and not knowing what he meant, “I like playing with it. Please don’t hurt me.”
He wanted something from her. He wanted her to make a choice. “Your life for your clit. That is your choice, as anal whores don’t need a clit. You think it over while I play with it.”
Horrified at what he had just said, “please…please don’t hurt me. What are you saying? I don’t understand.”
He moved himself up to her face and said to Ann, “you have a choice bitch. I either kill you or I remove your clit.”
As his last word sounded, he grabbed her hands and tied each one to the post behind her. The gag was inserted back into her mouth, and as she fought at him, legs flaying around, he tied her legs out to each corner. She was helpless once again, displayed out for him to do what he pleased to her.
He thumbed her small clit, exposing it and making it hard. She winced at his touch, both pleasure and pain tore through her pussy. “Have you decided whore?”
She shook in fear of losing her clitty. Tears poured from her eyes as he continued pulling on her clit, pinching it, rolling it, tugging on it, each time harder than the first.
“I will decide for you then. I will get you off one last time, then I’m going to slowly cut it out and make you the anal whore your mommy desires of you. You will then become our property, our anal whore, and you will love it.”
Her head shook from side to side as he twirled her clit in his fingers, tenderizing it for her final time with it.
“You will submit to me, then you will submit to your mommy. You will do everything we tell you. If you disobey, the metal hanger will greet you each time, with no less than twenty lashes per offense. You will then only use your ass to get off on. You will be an anal whore. You will be whored out to other men and women who desire asses only. Your clit serves you no purpose any longer bitch.”
She looked down as he moved his mouth over her clit, letting his tongue roll over the top of it, her pink petals glistening with her juices. He took her clit into his mouth and bit down on it. She yelped into her gag as he bit into it, drawing blood, then sucked on it hard, drawing the small amounts of blood into his mouth.
He moved upward toward her, sucking on her nipples along the way, her feeling his cock position itself on her pussy as he stopped at her face. Staring into her fear stricken eyes, his cock slid into her pussy, her eyes now wide open feeling his mammoth cock slide deeper into her. He pushed his hips into her, driving his cock all the way into her. As he kissed her face, licking her lips, he let his cock rest inside of her. She was extremely snug and tight around his cock. This had not been apart of the evil plan, but he wanted her in his own way. He wanted to make her cum normally, before he took something from her. He wanted to her forever remember her last good fuck.
“You feel good baby. I see you are not a virgin in you puss either. You are little whore aren’t you? You fuck all the boys don’t you? I bet your boyfriends rides you left and right. Now I’m going to take you too. I’m going to give you one last fuck in your pussy, fill you full of cum, then I’m going to rip out your clit and watch you wiggle in agony.”
Ann could do nothing but squirm in her binds, as he began fucking his cock in her. In and out he pushed his huge cock in her. He kissed her face, squeezed her nipples, and rammed his cock in and out of her. “Take it whore.” They were the last words her spoke, as he pounded his cock in her, raping her like a rapist does to little girls like her. The sweet girls who act clean, but are nothing more than whores themselves, giving themselves to friends. She was in agony as his cock drove in and out, forcing her pussy wide open, taking in the rape snake of his.
Ann laid and watched him rape her. She looked out the corner of her eye and there was her mom, standing there watching her get raped. She had a smile on her face as she watched the man pound his hips into in a wild motion. Her mom knelt down next to Ann, “Does it feel good baby? How is my anal whore liking this? You will cum for him. You will mate with him baby. He desires you, can’t you tell? He is going to pump his seed in you. Yes, mommy knew this was going to happen as I planned it for you. You are going to be the anal whore I want you to be. You will get used to it baby. You will beg for it soon. When you are changed and willing, you will drop your panties and tell me to rape you in time. You don’t want to except it now, but you will in time baby. Enjoy his cock baby, enjoy his cum.”
With that, she left the room, as the man raped Ann with no signs of letting up. He pulled her legs upward and drove into her, his large nuts banging up against her ass the whole time. The feeling in her puss was relentless. She was close to cumming too. The more he drove his cock in, the more she wanted to cum. In and out, his cock was loving her, making her grunt and groan with each thrust. He could feel her pussy tighten as it gripped his cock, sucking him inward. He looked back up to her, squeezed her nipples some more, kissed her cheeks, then poured his cream into her. She felt hot spurts filling her pussy, then she came right after he did. He kept up his pace, draining his cock of cum, feeling her squirt on his cock, and he was loving it. He jerked his cock in her, deposited the rest of his cum in her, then pulled his cock out. Long strands of cum followed, mixed with her juices and small amounts of torn tissue.
He looked down at her pussy, took in the smell, then looked back up to her. “Did that feel good baby? You came a lot, so you must have enjoyed your last fuck in your pussy with a clit. Time to remove my prize now.”
She watched his every move, as he stood up, his cock hanging below him still dripping cum. He walked over to the desk by the washer and returned with a pair of scissors. He wasted no time, as he opened the scissors, placed her clit between the shears, looked up at her tearful eyes, then closed them shut, snipping off her clit in one movement.
Ann’s eyes went wide as the pain shot through her body. Blood squirted upward as he removed her clit. Ann yelling loudly into her gag, her legs tightened, her toes pointed, her ass off the bed fighting off the pain, she was in pure agony from hell . He licked her removed clit, took it into his mouth and sucked on it. He then spit it out onto her belly, leaned down to her now clitless puss, and sucked on the open area.
Ann was shaking now, her body as tense as ever, as she looked at her clit laying on her belly. Horror, pure horror struck her. Breathing deeply, the pain slowly subsided. “Okay anal whore, you are now my slave. You will do everything I say from now on. If you refuse me, I will cut each of your nipples off, then I will cut your tongue out after that if you refuse me. Do you understand me bitch?”
Ann nodded yes quickly, fearing for her life now.
He removed the gag, “your name is what and you like what?
Ann spoke out, “my name is anal wh..whore s..sir. I like to be raped in my ass sir. This anal whore likes to be raped in her ass. I will do everything you s..say.”
“Very good slave. I will let you heal over the next week. You will then sleep upstairs with your mom and I. Your mom and I are lovers baby and you my dear - you are my daughter. Yes, now you know who I am." He grinned widely at her.
Ann's eyes flung wide open at the sound of his last statement. She had never met or seen her father, until now. She was in disbelief.
"You are now apart of us. You will obey us. You will fulfill our every wish, with a big smile too. You will readily give yourself to us and everyone one else too. You will wear what we want you to wear. You will never backtalk us. You are an anal whore, got it?”
From losing her sweet little clit, to being severely beaten, and threatened with the removal of her nipples, she did as she was told promptly, but first...
...Ann gets on the floor, up on her knees, staring at the man, now known as her father, and spreads her legs as wide as they would go, "rape me..rape this worthless anal whore's ass."
With his brainwashing treatment complete, he climbs between her legs.
“Oh..oh yes daddy, I am Anal Whore, who w..wants to be used in her ass like a whore sh..should be tr..treated. Rape me! Shove you big c..cock in my ass!"
Moments later...with cum dripping from her ass, "I want you to go upstairs and get cleaned up. Then you will report to your mother afterwards. She has something special planned for you."
She does as she is told and moves swiftly up the stairs and heads for the shower, her sore pussy, rubbing between her legs, reminds her of what would be done if she did not do as told. It would forever remind her to obey.
The man, now known as her father, walks into the room where Ann's mom is and says, "well, that was easy enough. She will forever be our slave."
Ann's mom looks up, "yes, very well done. I wasn't sure if she could be turned to the dark side of being a slave, and being she is now right in her mind, I think her boyfriend will like her much better now."
The End
I hated to end this, but I had to at some point. I may continue this more in the future. Did you enjoy it? I hope so. Thanks for reading it. :D
Saturday, April 18, 2009
BitchBoy
Do you like gay sex maybe? Forced sex with other men? I don't write many like this, but from time to time I like some all guy sex to write about. I hope you enjoy this one.
I never expected prison to be like it was. Sure, I had heard all the stories about rape in prison and the gay guys, but I never ever believed it. I would always laugh, and punch them. But then, I got into real trouble.
It was the day I did something I never thought I would actually do, only in my mind, never in real life. I took the chance of my life to satisfy an urge that had been playing with my mind for years. It was wrong to do and I knew it, but I did it anyway. I cornered my brothers daughter one afternoon and slid my hand down into her panties and forced her to strip for me, while I fingered her slit and kissed her hotly. The moment only lasted fifteen minutes, and being I thought my words to her were good enough to keep her quiet and me safe, that backfired quickly. I tried to blackmail her in return for something she did wrong a few years earlier, in return for what I did to her.
Two days passed and I thought I was in the clear. Hardly. Not knowing I had been reported to the police by her, I got the surprise of my life later that evening. I had just returned home from the liquor store, when two cops appeared before me with an arrest warrant. I froze in my tracks, knowing exactly what they were here for. My whole body went tense knowing I had been caught. The feeling is something you never want to ever feel in your life. It's a feeling of fear and loss from your loved ones.
"Are you Mr. Jenkins....Mr. Ted Jenkins?" The cop looked me straight in the eyes.
"Yes I am?" I said this very calmly.
"You are under arrest for the attempted rape of a minor sir. Please put your bags down and turn around sir."
The cops arrested me right there in front of my apartment, handcuffed me, read me my rights, placed me in the police car, and took me away. I watched my neighborhood pass as they drove down the road, knowing my future had dramatically taken a sudden turn for the worse.
I was denied bail and I sat in jail for four weeks before my court date. I did what my lawyer wanted me to do, which was plead guilty and take what they would give me. He thought me pleading guilty would help in my time to be served. Hardly.
I sat in the court room, scared to death. I looked behind me and there she was, the girl I had molested. My own niece. My brother was there too, as was his wife, my mom, and my own sister. This was the worse feeling ever, to be sentenced in front of them. Embarrassment was an understatement.
The judge entered the room and we all stood up. The next moments were quick and fast.
The judge looked down on me, "Mr. Jenkins, stand before me please."
I stood up and walked over in front of him with my lawyer right beside me.
"Mr. Jenkins, you are charged with attempted rape of a minor and blackmail, how do you plead?"
I was shaking, "Guilty sir. I plead guilty for what I have done and I ask you have mercy on me, for I have done something I regret and I'm very sorry."
Some good that did me. My mercy plea seemed to go in his one ear and out the other.
"Being you have pleaded guilty to the charges Mr. Jenkins, and with the acts of your crimes being as to what they are, you give me no choice but to sentence you to the maximum sentence of 8 years for attempted rape of a minor and 2 years for blackmail of a minor. You are hereby sentenced to 10 years at the maximum security prison of this state."
My jaw dropped hearing the years being rattled off. I was in denial. The cops handcuffed me and took me away. While being led out of the court room, I got my last look at my niece, who was smiling at me, then blew me a kiss as she vanished from view. I was shocked. I was now stressed like no other time in my life. Had she set me up?
I was practically being dragged down the dark, murky hallway of the prison cell, the guards telling me to stand up and move right, not laying around on my lazy ass. It was bad enough I was in prison, let alone being dragged into it.
My knees scraped the floor mercilessly. All around, the men yelled out jokes to me, a few whistling. I've been regarded as good looking by most people. I've had my share of girls, sure, sex, love, whatever. But never before prison had I even thought of getting fucked or being fucked by a man.
It . . . Was somehow too strange. So, naturally, when I was thrown in my prison cell, that wasn't what I was thinking about. I was more planning a way out, hardly noticing the big, husky male sitting on the bed, looking at me. After about an hour, I sat down on the cot, and turned to see him. I was a bit startled, but I really didn't care that he was there. Not yet, at least. The guy was big. Really big. His arms must've been twice the size of mine, and he had half a foot on me. I was strong, but no where near that strong. He looked at me for a while.
Finally, the guards yelled "lights out", and suddenly, all the lights went out except for a few dim lights in each cell, barely illuminating it. Suddenly, the cot creaked, and in the dim light I saw the man stand up and stretch. Good, I thought, I can lie down now. I was just leaning over when he grasped my shoulder and pulled me to my feet, hard. He pulled me in tight, and looked at me, and once again did a grin. It was a wide, meaningful grin. As I got closer and closer, I could feel his cock beneath his uniform. It was semi-erect, and wanting me. I knew it. I tried to step back, but he held me tight. I couldn't yell for some strange reason.
All I knew was that he was suddenly kissing me, tongue flying deep in my mouth, licking the inside of it. He began to take the zipper on my orange suit down, slowly as he kissed me. I didn't kiss back. Once again, I attempted to break loose, but couldn't. It was too hard to. Pretty soon, the zipper was all the way down, and he began to remove the suit, finally lifting me up high, and getting it from around my legs. All that was left were my boxer shorts. He seemed to hate them, nearly ripping them off, which he could have with his grip. He continued to pull them off until they were on top of my suit.
Still kissing me, he placed his hand on my soft cock. Finally he stopped and began to strip down fast. The kiss wasn't bad, just like every girl-kiss, just from a guy. In a few seconds he was totally naked, bare penis exposed. It was amazingly huge, about one and a half times the width of mine and almost twice as long at 12 inches. It was a true mammoth. I had never seen something like that before. My mouth dropped. He smiled, and turned me around. It was then it suddenly hit me he was going to rape my ass, with that huge slab of meat, my ass which had never even had a normal sized penis in it. I knew if I resisted it would hurt more, so I meekly bent over, cock limp and down. Then, I felt it on my cheeks, grazing them until it reached the hole, slowly touching it with his penis head.
"If you make a sound mother fucker, I will make you regret it the whole time you are here. Put your hands on the wall and stick your butt out."
I could do nothing as this huge guy overpowered me and forced me up against the wall. The feeling of him behind me, about to rape me, I didn't like it at all.
"I know what you did to get in here mother fucker. We like guys like you who hurt kids. Now I'm going to hurt you and make you pay for hurting that little girl."
I swallowed deeply as his cock slowly penetrated the opening of my asshole. The mammoth head moved with purpose, flowing into me, and suddenly pumping deep inside. It hurt. It hurt bad. I wanted to scream, as a low groan came from within me.
"Don't say anything. Keep quiet as I fuck you mother fucker. Take it or I will rip your fucking cock off and shove it down your throat."
Listening to his threats made me go against my will, as I allowed him to ass fuck me. My cock was erect as stone as he pumped his rigid bat in me. He somehow knew it, and grabbed it in his powerful hands, jacking me off slowly, pumping in behind. It hurt so bad, as I remember his huge width and length sliding into me, pumping in and out. I was near crying out in pain. He was assaulting me with a powerful force. I never realized guys could be so forceful when fucking until now.
I felt a build up inside of me, and my prick began to throb lightly, sperm building up. My balls began to tighten as he slowly rubbed the head of my cock, slamming his cock up my butt in even strokes.
"That's it lover boy. Take it like a man. You have a great ass. You will serve me well little bitch. Ohh yess....oh yess...."
His pumping in my ass quickened, as he pumped my cock faster, rammed me faster, squeezed my cock with force, and I knew he was close to shooting off inside of me, just as I was about to shoot off on the wall.
"Take it mother fucker. Oh yess, fuck it bitch. Fuck it up your tight ass bitch."
Hearing him say that word bitch over and over, I knew this was not going to be the only time I would get raped.
His pumping of his manhood and stroking of my cock became more and more rapid, more fierce, more painful. In and out, over and over, he stroked and pumped, until I could stand it no longer. In a cry of pure orgasm, I erupted in his hands, shooting a load over his hands and outward onto the wall. Again and again I came, stronger than I ever had cum before, my sperm flowing freely. It stopped a little while later, and I grew limp in his hands. Suddenly, on an huge inward thrust, I was hard again, and suddenly felt warm cum flow into my ass wall. He grunted loudly as he thrusted his cock deep in my ass and filled me up with his cream.
It seemed never-ending, a continuous flow of warm liquid inside my tight ass crack. He had let loose a torrid amount of cum, none like I produced.
Finally, he came out of me, limp again but still huge, and kneeled down, and immediately began to kiss the head of my cock. The cum dripped out of my ass and onto the floor, as he began to kiss and lick it all over, including my balls. He got me harder and harder and almost vertical before he took me in. Looking up and me, he slipped his mouth over my erection slowly and with skill. He began to slide his mouth along the head and shaft, up and down with speed and skill, twirling his tongue around my pre-cummed head, until finally, he slipped it down. I felt it press against the back of his throat, and yet he pushed it down his throat.
He got all the way down the shaft until no more was left, and cupped my balls. Orgasm was once upon me, my body racking with burst after burst of warm, tasty cum. I felt it all around, swishing in his mouth, around my cock, warming it, keeping it hard despite ejaculation. Finally, it was gone. He swallowed every last drop. Now, me still in his mouth, he moved me to the cot. Pushing me down, he actually got under me by lifting me up, and laying' me horizontally, gazing at the giant penis, amazingly stiff.
"Suck me bitch. Do it bitch...suck my cock." He whispered this in my ear. What other choice did I have?
Struggling, I spread my lips wide and took it in. I got the wide head and a few other inches in, until it pressed against the inside of my throat, warm pre-cum tipping it, flowing very slightly. And then he thrust it forward. I nearly gagged as it went straight down my throat and back up again. This was the Mount Everest of cocks, tall and vertical. Mine was not as large, but he had his fun with it.
"Suck it rapist. This is what we do with bitches like you. Suck my cock. Suck it like the criminal you are."
I twirled my tongue around his cock head, just as one of my ex-girlfriends had done to me, licking the pre-cum off. It was disgusting and humiliating to be doing this. Was the fifteen minutes of what I had done to my niece worth this?
It went on like that for a while, sucking, licking and kissing his cock. Then it happened. In a flash, like watching a porn flick, the white cum burst into my mouth, warm, forceful spurts.
"That's it bitchboy, suck all my cum out of me. Take it all in your mouth and swallow it."
The thought of swallowing his acidic seed made me want to vomit.
"Swallow it bitchboy. Suck and swallow."
I swallowed it as fast as I could, but couldn't keep up, and some of his cum dripped out of my mouth, running down his cock or off my face. I was sick now. Cum was settling into my stomach as he made me suck every drop from him and swallow every last drop of it too. Nothing was spared, as he made me lick all the cum up, even off the bed.
My night of rape had just begun.
By the time morning came around and the guards checked in on us, he raped me three more times in my ass. My ass was on fire. The taste in my mouth was worse, as he told me I was not allowed to brush my teeth with toothpaste. I could only brush with his cum or his spit. The taste of this man would forever be within me. I was too scared to think of anything in a good way. My thought patterns were all screwed up.
The days and nights passed slowly for me the first week in this hell hole. I was passed around to other men, made to let them fuck me, made to beg to get gang raped. I never actually raped my niece, I just fondled her, but the men here didn't care. I was dirt to them for trying to hurt a kid. I was there bitchboy. I was there fuck meat. I paid dearly for my crime of lust toward my niece. The guards didn't care either, as I was dirt to them as well.
Now in my second year with eight more years to go, my nights are spent the same way as my first week. The nightly rapes are allowed by the guards. They turn the other way when it's my turn, only because of my crime. My family has dis-owned me, I hear from no one except some counselor that comes by twice a month.
As I lay here on this bunk with another prisoner on top of me ramming his cock in my ass, all I can think of is my niece who blew me that kiss before being taken away from the courtroom. What did that mean? Would I ever know? Did she enjoy my hand on her pussy? Was this her revenge for the blackmail?
Would bitchboy ever know the truth as cock after cock is forced into my body night after night, week after week, month after month, and year after year? It has never left my mind as yet another cock explodes in my ass.
My cellmate has now entered the hallway to the cell and I hear him calling out to me, "Bitchboy..........where are you bitchboy? I have a special present for you tonight bitchboy."
End
I never expected prison to be like it was. Sure, I had heard all the stories about rape in prison and the gay guys, but I never ever believed it. I would always laugh, and punch them. But then, I got into real trouble.
It was the day I did something I never thought I would actually do, only in my mind, never in real life. I took the chance of my life to satisfy an urge that had been playing with my mind for years. It was wrong to do and I knew it, but I did it anyway. I cornered my brothers daughter one afternoon and slid my hand down into her panties and forced her to strip for me, while I fingered her slit and kissed her hotly. The moment only lasted fifteen minutes, and being I thought my words to her were good enough to keep her quiet and me safe, that backfired quickly. I tried to blackmail her in return for something she did wrong a few years earlier, in return for what I did to her.
Two days passed and I thought I was in the clear. Hardly. Not knowing I had been reported to the police by her, I got the surprise of my life later that evening. I had just returned home from the liquor store, when two cops appeared before me with an arrest warrant. I froze in my tracks, knowing exactly what they were here for. My whole body went tense knowing I had been caught. The feeling is something you never want to ever feel in your life. It's a feeling of fear and loss from your loved ones.
"Are you Mr. Jenkins....Mr. Ted Jenkins?" The cop looked me straight in the eyes.
"Yes I am?" I said this very calmly.
"You are under arrest for the attempted rape of a minor sir. Please put your bags down and turn around sir."
The cops arrested me right there in front of my apartment, handcuffed me, read me my rights, placed me in the police car, and took me away. I watched my neighborhood pass as they drove down the road, knowing my future had dramatically taken a sudden turn for the worse.
I was denied bail and I sat in jail for four weeks before my court date. I did what my lawyer wanted me to do, which was plead guilty and take what they would give me. He thought me pleading guilty would help in my time to be served. Hardly.
I sat in the court room, scared to death. I looked behind me and there she was, the girl I had molested. My own niece. My brother was there too, as was his wife, my mom, and my own sister. This was the worse feeling ever, to be sentenced in front of them. Embarrassment was an understatement.
The judge entered the room and we all stood up. The next moments were quick and fast.
The judge looked down on me, "Mr. Jenkins, stand before me please."
I stood up and walked over in front of him with my lawyer right beside me.
"Mr. Jenkins, you are charged with attempted rape of a minor and blackmail, how do you plead?"
I was shaking, "Guilty sir. I plead guilty for what I have done and I ask you have mercy on me, for I have done something I regret and I'm very sorry."
Some good that did me. My mercy plea seemed to go in his one ear and out the other.
"Being you have pleaded guilty to the charges Mr. Jenkins, and with the acts of your crimes being as to what they are, you give me no choice but to sentence you to the maximum sentence of 8 years for attempted rape of a minor and 2 years for blackmail of a minor. You are hereby sentenced to 10 years at the maximum security prison of this state."
My jaw dropped hearing the years being rattled off. I was in denial. The cops handcuffed me and took me away. While being led out of the court room, I got my last look at my niece, who was smiling at me, then blew me a kiss as she vanished from view. I was shocked. I was now stressed like no other time in my life. Had she set me up?
I was practically being dragged down the dark, murky hallway of the prison cell, the guards telling me to stand up and move right, not laying around on my lazy ass. It was bad enough I was in prison, let alone being dragged into it.
My knees scraped the floor mercilessly. All around, the men yelled out jokes to me, a few whistling. I've been regarded as good looking by most people. I've had my share of girls, sure, sex, love, whatever. But never before prison had I even thought of getting fucked or being fucked by a man.
It . . . Was somehow too strange. So, naturally, when I was thrown in my prison cell, that wasn't what I was thinking about. I was more planning a way out, hardly noticing the big, husky male sitting on the bed, looking at me. After about an hour, I sat down on the cot, and turned to see him. I was a bit startled, but I really didn't care that he was there. Not yet, at least. The guy was big. Really big. His arms must've been twice the size of mine, and he had half a foot on me. I was strong, but no where near that strong. He looked at me for a while.
Finally, the guards yelled "lights out", and suddenly, all the lights went out except for a few dim lights in each cell, barely illuminating it. Suddenly, the cot creaked, and in the dim light I saw the man stand up and stretch. Good, I thought, I can lie down now. I was just leaning over when he grasped my shoulder and pulled me to my feet, hard. He pulled me in tight, and looked at me, and once again did a grin. It was a wide, meaningful grin. As I got closer and closer, I could feel his cock beneath his uniform. It was semi-erect, and wanting me. I knew it. I tried to step back, but he held me tight. I couldn't yell for some strange reason.
All I knew was that he was suddenly kissing me, tongue flying deep in my mouth, licking the inside of it. He began to take the zipper on my orange suit down, slowly as he kissed me. I didn't kiss back. Once again, I attempted to break loose, but couldn't. It was too hard to. Pretty soon, the zipper was all the way down, and he began to remove the suit, finally lifting me up high, and getting it from around my legs. All that was left were my boxer shorts. He seemed to hate them, nearly ripping them off, which he could have with his grip. He continued to pull them off until they were on top of my suit.
Still kissing me, he placed his hand on my soft cock. Finally he stopped and began to strip down fast. The kiss wasn't bad, just like every girl-kiss, just from a guy. In a few seconds he was totally naked, bare penis exposed. It was amazingly huge, about one and a half times the width of mine and almost twice as long at 12 inches. It was a true mammoth. I had never seen something like that before. My mouth dropped. He smiled, and turned me around. It was then it suddenly hit me he was going to rape my ass, with that huge slab of meat, my ass which had never even had a normal sized penis in it. I knew if I resisted it would hurt more, so I meekly bent over, cock limp and down. Then, I felt it on my cheeks, grazing them until it reached the hole, slowly touching it with his penis head.
"If you make a sound mother fucker, I will make you regret it the whole time you are here. Put your hands on the wall and stick your butt out."
I could do nothing as this huge guy overpowered me and forced me up against the wall. The feeling of him behind me, about to rape me, I didn't like it at all.
"I know what you did to get in here mother fucker. We like guys like you who hurt kids. Now I'm going to hurt you and make you pay for hurting that little girl."
I swallowed deeply as his cock slowly penetrated the opening of my asshole. The mammoth head moved with purpose, flowing into me, and suddenly pumping deep inside. It hurt. It hurt bad. I wanted to scream, as a low groan came from within me.
"Don't say anything. Keep quiet as I fuck you mother fucker. Take it or I will rip your fucking cock off and shove it down your throat."
Listening to his threats made me go against my will, as I allowed him to ass fuck me. My cock was erect as stone as he pumped his rigid bat in me. He somehow knew it, and grabbed it in his powerful hands, jacking me off slowly, pumping in behind. It hurt so bad, as I remember his huge width and length sliding into me, pumping in and out. I was near crying out in pain. He was assaulting me with a powerful force. I never realized guys could be so forceful when fucking until now.
I felt a build up inside of me, and my prick began to throb lightly, sperm building up. My balls began to tighten as he slowly rubbed the head of my cock, slamming his cock up my butt in even strokes.
"That's it lover boy. Take it like a man. You have a great ass. You will serve me well little bitch. Ohh yess....oh yess...."
His pumping in my ass quickened, as he pumped my cock faster, rammed me faster, squeezed my cock with force, and I knew he was close to shooting off inside of me, just as I was about to shoot off on the wall.
"Take it mother fucker. Oh yess, fuck it bitch. Fuck it up your tight ass bitch."
Hearing him say that word bitch over and over, I knew this was not going to be the only time I would get raped.
His pumping of his manhood and stroking of my cock became more and more rapid, more fierce, more painful. In and out, over and over, he stroked and pumped, until I could stand it no longer. In a cry of pure orgasm, I erupted in his hands, shooting a load over his hands and outward onto the wall. Again and again I came, stronger than I ever had cum before, my sperm flowing freely. It stopped a little while later, and I grew limp in his hands. Suddenly, on an huge inward thrust, I was hard again, and suddenly felt warm cum flow into my ass wall. He grunted loudly as he thrusted his cock deep in my ass and filled me up with his cream.
It seemed never-ending, a continuous flow of warm liquid inside my tight ass crack. He had let loose a torrid amount of cum, none like I produced.
Finally, he came out of me, limp again but still huge, and kneeled down, and immediately began to kiss the head of my cock. The cum dripped out of my ass and onto the floor, as he began to kiss and lick it all over, including my balls. He got me harder and harder and almost vertical before he took me in. Looking up and me, he slipped his mouth over my erection slowly and with skill. He began to slide his mouth along the head and shaft, up and down with speed and skill, twirling his tongue around my pre-cummed head, until finally, he slipped it down. I felt it press against the back of his throat, and yet he pushed it down his throat.
He got all the way down the shaft until no more was left, and cupped my balls. Orgasm was once upon me, my body racking with burst after burst of warm, tasty cum. I felt it all around, swishing in his mouth, around my cock, warming it, keeping it hard despite ejaculation. Finally, it was gone. He swallowed every last drop. Now, me still in his mouth, he moved me to the cot. Pushing me down, he actually got under me by lifting me up, and laying' me horizontally, gazing at the giant penis, amazingly stiff.
"Suck me bitch. Do it bitch...suck my cock." He whispered this in my ear. What other choice did I have?
Struggling, I spread my lips wide and took it in. I got the wide head and a few other inches in, until it pressed against the inside of my throat, warm pre-cum tipping it, flowing very slightly. And then he thrust it forward. I nearly gagged as it went straight down my throat and back up again. This was the Mount Everest of cocks, tall and vertical. Mine was not as large, but he had his fun with it.
"Suck it rapist. This is what we do with bitches like you. Suck my cock. Suck it like the criminal you are."
I twirled my tongue around his cock head, just as one of my ex-girlfriends had done to me, licking the pre-cum off. It was disgusting and humiliating to be doing this. Was the fifteen minutes of what I had done to my niece worth this?
It went on like that for a while, sucking, licking and kissing his cock. Then it happened. In a flash, like watching a porn flick, the white cum burst into my mouth, warm, forceful spurts.
"That's it bitchboy, suck all my cum out of me. Take it all in your mouth and swallow it."
The thought of swallowing his acidic seed made me want to vomit.
"Swallow it bitchboy. Suck and swallow."
I swallowed it as fast as I could, but couldn't keep up, and some of his cum dripped out of my mouth, running down his cock or off my face. I was sick now. Cum was settling into my stomach as he made me suck every drop from him and swallow every last drop of it too. Nothing was spared, as he made me lick all the cum up, even off the bed.
My night of rape had just begun.
By the time morning came around and the guards checked in on us, he raped me three more times in my ass. My ass was on fire. The taste in my mouth was worse, as he told me I was not allowed to brush my teeth with toothpaste. I could only brush with his cum or his spit. The taste of this man would forever be within me. I was too scared to think of anything in a good way. My thought patterns were all screwed up.
The days and nights passed slowly for me the first week in this hell hole. I was passed around to other men, made to let them fuck me, made to beg to get gang raped. I never actually raped my niece, I just fondled her, but the men here didn't care. I was dirt to them for trying to hurt a kid. I was there bitchboy. I was there fuck meat. I paid dearly for my crime of lust toward my niece. The guards didn't care either, as I was dirt to them as well.
Now in my second year with eight more years to go, my nights are spent the same way as my first week. The nightly rapes are allowed by the guards. They turn the other way when it's my turn, only because of my crime. My family has dis-owned me, I hear from no one except some counselor that comes by twice a month.
As I lay here on this bunk with another prisoner on top of me ramming his cock in my ass, all I can think of is my niece who blew me that kiss before being taken away from the courtroom. What did that mean? Would I ever know? Did she enjoy my hand on her pussy? Was this her revenge for the blackmail?
Would bitchboy ever know the truth as cock after cock is forced into my body night after night, week after week, month after month, and year after year? It has never left my mind as yet another cock explodes in my ass.
My cellmate has now entered the hallway to the cell and I hear him calling out to me, "Bitchboy..........where are you bitchboy? I have a special present for you tonight bitchboy."
End
Friday, April 17, 2009
Who Is He?
I wrote this 6 years ago. It's rather tame, which is not my forte any longer. It's rather sexy with a bit of rape thrown into it.
'I'm going to be late,'Karen kept thinking to herself as she drove down the freeway to work.
'Next exit, then 4 turns and 2 lights,' she kept saying to herself. She was a little careless as she hurried down the road.
'7:56 -- I have to park, then wait for the elevator. I'm going to be late....' She parked her car in the lot. Because of her tardiness, she had to park at the far end of the lot. She grabbed her purse and slammed the car door and nearly ran to the office. Just as she approached the door, something distracted her and she looked away for an instant.
Wham! She ran right into him. At least he was holding the door open. Karen dropped her purse in the collision.
"Excuse me ma'am," he said, "Here, let me help you." He picked up her purse and handed it to her. All she could do was stare. He was tall, about 6-2. His chest was broad, with muscular shoulders and short blond hair. He had on a dorky-looking yellow hard-hat. He was wearing a plain, button-down work shirt and jeans with brown leather work boots.
"Uuhh, I'm sorry. Thanks," was all she could bring herself to say. Karen was still in a daze.
"Are you OK? You need to slow down a little," he said with a look of modest concern.
"Uuhh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm sorry for running into you," she replied. He held the door open for her. She took her purse and walked,almost stumbling, toward the elevator. The doors opened almost immediately. 'Whew,' she thought to herself. The image of him was fixed into her mind. There was something about him.
Karen's morning was busy and boring as usual. Typing, filing, and paperwork. Her boss yelled at her for being 2 minutes late again. She promised to make it up over lunch time, taking only 20 minutes this time. She was used to it.
'Who was he? That man at the lobby... I can't get him out of my mind,' Karen kept thinking to herself. She had never seen him before. Workers were always around her building, either remodeling suites for new renters or making repairs.
Lunch time arrived and Karen went downstairs to the deli for a small salad as usual. She went outside to sit in the sun on one of the park benches in front of the building. No one else was there yet, so she sat sideways, with her legs up on the bench. She closed her eyes and relaxed for a minute before eating. His image was still in her mind. He was such a hunk - the thought of him almost made her horny. She moved her legs down to sit up straight and eat.
'Damn! I did it again!' Karen thought to herself. As she slid her legs down, a small splinter on the bench snagged the stocking on her right leg. 'Damn. A run. And no spares in my purse. This is really my lucky day,' she was thinking. She looked around. No one was around yet. It was still just a little early for most people's lunch. 'It will only take a second,' she thought as she pulled her skirt up and unhooked her stockings on each side of her garter belt and pull them down. Just as she rolled her stockings down, she looked up.
There he was again, watching her. Him. The same man she ran into in the morning. He was setting some decorative bricks around the sidewalk in front of her building. 'Where did he come from,' she thought. He was staring at her. She blushed. 'Did he see me pull up my skirt?' She looked at him. She felt a warm blush in her face. He was just looking at her while he worked. Karen looked down and started eating her salad. He looked away and continued working. He never noticed
her again. His image was still in her mind.
Karen went back to work, stopping at the ladies' room to remove her garter belt. The afternoon continued just as the morning. Boring. She couldn't wait until 5:00.
'Finally,' she thought to herself as she walked to her car. 'Finally, I can go home.' She unlocked the door and sat in. She threw her purse over to the passenger seat. She inserted the key and turned it. Nothing. Just a click. 'Dead battery. What a rotten day,' she thought.
"Tap, tap, tap." Someone was tapping on her car window. She looked out. All she saw were his jeans, and the bulge they contained. She instinctively locked the door.
"Tap, tap, tap." 'What?' She said. He leaned over. It was HIM. HE was tapping on her car window. "Problem miss? Can I help?" He asked.
"Umm, yeah. My battery seems dead," Karen said through the closed window.
"Roll down the window a little, ma'am," he said. "I understand if you are scared of me." Karen rolled her window down an inch.
"Release the hood latch under your dashboard," he ordered. She felt down, around
her left knee. Yes, there. She pulled. The hood popped up two inches. He walked in front of the car and released and raised the hood.
"Yuck. Here's the problem," He said to her. "Your battery connectors are corroded. I can fix it in about 2 minutes for you."
"Thanks so much," she said. She was scared somehow. She didn't know why. There were other people around. It was still early and light out. Still... She just sat there. Meanwhile, he used a wrench and some other tools. It only took a couple of minutes.
"Try it now," He said, as he stood back, next to her door. The car started immediately. He walked around and closed the hood.
"I don't know how to thank you," Karen said to him. "It's OK,miss. I am happy this is all it was," he said to her. "If you drive for at least 20 minutes before turning off then engine, the battery will recharge and be fine. Good luck." And she was off.
As she drove toward home, Karen's mind was in a daze. Who was he? She stopped at the market for some groceries on the way home. By the time she got home, it was quite dark out. She walked up the stairs to her apartment and let herself in. She dropped the groceries on the counter as she entered. She hated entering her dark apartment, but it was that time of the year.... She turned on the light and walked into the living room. She turned on all the lights as she walked to her bedroom. She threw her purse down on her dresser and pulled out her stockings, one with a run, and her lace garter belt. She tossed the ruined stocking in the trash. What an awful day. Who was HE?
Karen started taking off her clothes, as usual, when she got home. First, she pulled the silk blouse over her shoulders and hung it up. As she turned around, she noticed him. The empty apartment across the lot was now occupied. She never bothered with the curtains much because that apartment was empty for almost a year, so it was a surprise to her to look out, standing in the bright light of her room, looking out her window and into his.
It was HIM. HIM - that man. Tall, blond, muscular. He still had on those jeans, but his shirt was off. What shoulders. What a hunk she thought, as she stood there with only her bra and skirt on. It made her horny. After all, he saw her raise her skirt, now he sees this. There would be no harm in this. She stood facing him at the full-length window in her bedroom. They looked into each other's eyes. She ran her hands
down her sides and over her small breasts. Her nipples hardened. He was just standing there. Not moving. Watching.
Karen was in a trance. She unzipped her skirt, and pulled it and the short slip down over her hips. She stood there, with only her underwear and heels on. Watching. Looking. He was staring at her. She loved the attention. No harm. She started to rub her breasts some more. She ran her hands down her sides and over her small, round ass. She moved her hands up, over her breasts, again. This time, down and one hand into her panties. She was wet. Very wet. No harm. She looked away for a second, then back. The apartment was dark! He was gone. Where did he go? He was there staring at her just half a second ago.
Karen quickly closed the curtains. She hung up her skirt and put the slip over a chair. She slipped off her heels and put them in the closet. She put on her terry cloth robe and went to the kitchen to get some dinner. Her panties were wet. She was horny. 'Not now - I must eat something. Where did he go?' She thought. She opened the refrigerator. Leftover chicken and rice. She put it in the microwave oven. 'What was that?'
A knock on the door. 'Who was that?' Her neighbor was out of town. She had to feed his cat. Another knock. 'Ug..solicitors,' she thought.
She opened the door. It was HIM. HE was at the door. He pushed the door open and pulled her close to him. He slammed the door behind him.
"Stop. Stop. No. Who are you? What are you doing here? Leave!" She ordered. Karen was helpless now. He was as strong as he looked. He held her close to him, almost lifting her to his lips with one arm.
"STOP!" She ordered once again. He just held onto her and began kissing her. First her lips, then her neck. With the door closed, his other arm was free. He pulled her robe off. He forced his lips to hers. She shook her head to the side.
"Stop! NO!" Was all she could say. She was getting scared. He forced her backwards to her bedroom and pushed her down backwards onto the bed. As he leaned over her, holding her hands tightly over her head with just one of his, he pulled his shirt off, popping all of the buttons. He reached down, unfastened his belt, and unsnapped his pants with one hand.
"No! No! Please." Karen pleaded. It was useless. She looked down. He was huge. All she had on were her bra and panties. Bra and panties she displayed to him at the window. He reached down and ripped her panties aside.
"No...no. Please stop."
He did it. He forced his huge cock into her. He rammed his hard meat all the way in. He let out a grunt. Karen went limp. She closed her eyes. He pulled out his cock and drove it in again, harder. She was so wet; he slid in so easily.
"You wanted this, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?" He said to her, impatiently, while fondling her through her bra with his free hand. Karen was silent. He was right. She pulled her knees up. He started thrusting harder and deeper. It felt like he was in her stomach, he was so deep. It hurt, but it felt so good.
"Unnh.. Unnh.. Aahh.. Mmmm." Was all Karen could say. It was enough. He seemed to get bigger with each thrust. She felt him in her throat. Harder, deeper.
"Ahh.. Uhhh.. Unnh.. Oohh.. Ohhh.. Uhhh..
Unnh.." She was coming. She couldn't help it. He was raping her and she wanted it. She wanted more. He was breathing hard, but otherwise silent.
"Ahh.. Ahh.. Ohhh.." Her legs wrapped around him tightly. He pounded her with his cock. His huge cock. Harder, faster.
"Ohhhhhhh.... Ahhhhhhhh" Karen started her orgasm. It was lasting forever. Her whole body shook.
He came inside her, flooding her with his semen. She felt the wet warmth throughout her. He was still pounding her. She was almost screaming. It felt so good.
He finally stopped. She put her legs down and opened her eyes. He was handsome. A real hunk. He raped her.
He got up and pulled his pants up, grabbed his shirt, and quickly left. Karen just laid there. Who was he?
'I've been raped. I have to call the police,' she started thinking. 'I stripped for him. I lifted my skirt for him. He will go free. What's the point? But he took me against my will. Never mind my orgasm.' She was thinking to herself. She was confused. She called the police.
"About 6-2, 180 pounds. Big, muscular shoulders. Short blond hair. Light blue button-down shirt. Blue-jeans. Big, leather work boots. He lives in that apartment over there - the dark one" She dictated a description. The officer didn't ask about her behavior. He didn't ask if she enjoyed it. He didn't ask about the size of his cock.
"Is this all of the evidence?" the officer asked, holding her torn panties. "Yes."
The police took her to the hospital for an exam.
"Did he use a condom?" the doctor asked.
"No. He just forced me down and raped me." Karen replied.
"Did you take a bath? Or douche? Did you wash at all?" she was asked.
"No. Nothing."
"Did he ejaculate inside you?"
"Yes. Lots." Karen said, feeling almost humiliated by all the questions.
"Well, we see no evidence of rape. There is no sign of semen anywhere. We can tell you had something large inside your vagina, but there is no physical evidence." The doctor looked at her skeptically.
The first officer, the one who questioned her at home, met her at the hospital. "That apartment you pointed out - the one across the lot from your bedroom - it's empty. No one has lived there for a year." The officer explained. "The manager was going to get it remodeled, but no work has started yet. It has been locked up all night. Are you sure that is where you saw him?" Karen was even more confused.
The officer took her home and walked her up to her apartment. She went in. The lights were all on. The officer walked in with her. He made sure it was empty.
"Are you OK, Ma'am?" He asked. "Do you need us to call a friend over for you?"
"No. I'm Ok. But I saw him in that apartment."
"If you see him again, call me right away. Here's my card. The case number is printed on it." The officer left, her locking the door behind him.
Karen took a long, hot bath. She soaked for over an hour. 'How could this have happened?' She thought. 'What happened? He WAS here.'
The doctor was right. Her pussy only had her own juices. 'What happened?' She got up, and dried off. As she walked into her bedroom and pulled down the blankets, she
saw something on the floor.
"What's this?" She said to herself. She bent over and then the room went black.
She awoke the next day unable to move her legs or her arms. She struggled as she tried to look around the room, but her head would not move either. Panic set in as she could here voices, but could see nothing. The voices sounded familiar. 'I know that voice.' Now worried. 'It was HIM.' She thought to herself.
‘Where am I? What’s happening to me? Am I dreaming? Has all of this been a dream?’
Dream or not, Karen's new path on life would be much different, much..much different.
The End
(I may continue this into a part 2 one day, as I know I could make this a very juicy and terrifying story. I hope you enjoyed it.)
'I'm going to be late,'Karen kept thinking to herself as she drove down the freeway to work.
'Next exit, then 4 turns and 2 lights,' she kept saying to herself. She was a little careless as she hurried down the road.
'7:56 -- I have to park, then wait for the elevator. I'm going to be late....' She parked her car in the lot. Because of her tardiness, she had to park at the far end of the lot. She grabbed her purse and slammed the car door and nearly ran to the office. Just as she approached the door, something distracted her and she looked away for an instant.
Wham! She ran right into him. At least he was holding the door open. Karen dropped her purse in the collision.
"Excuse me ma'am," he said, "Here, let me help you." He picked up her purse and handed it to her. All she could do was stare. He was tall, about 6-2. His chest was broad, with muscular shoulders and short blond hair. He had on a dorky-looking yellow hard-hat. He was wearing a plain, button-down work shirt and jeans with brown leather work boots.
"Uuhh, I'm sorry. Thanks," was all she could bring herself to say. Karen was still in a daze.
"Are you OK? You need to slow down a little," he said with a look of modest concern.
"Uuhh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm sorry for running into you," she replied. He held the door open for her. She took her purse and walked,almost stumbling, toward the elevator. The doors opened almost immediately. 'Whew,' she thought to herself. The image of him was fixed into her mind. There was something about him.
Karen's morning was busy and boring as usual. Typing, filing, and paperwork. Her boss yelled at her for being 2 minutes late again. She promised to make it up over lunch time, taking only 20 minutes this time. She was used to it.
'Who was he? That man at the lobby... I can't get him out of my mind,' Karen kept thinking to herself. She had never seen him before. Workers were always around her building, either remodeling suites for new renters or making repairs.
Lunch time arrived and Karen went downstairs to the deli for a small salad as usual. She went outside to sit in the sun on one of the park benches in front of the building. No one else was there yet, so she sat sideways, with her legs up on the bench. She closed her eyes and relaxed for a minute before eating. His image was still in her mind. He was such a hunk - the thought of him almost made her horny. She moved her legs down to sit up straight and eat.
'Damn! I did it again!' Karen thought to herself. As she slid her legs down, a small splinter on the bench snagged the stocking on her right leg. 'Damn. A run. And no spares in my purse. This is really my lucky day,' she was thinking. She looked around. No one was around yet. It was still just a little early for most people's lunch. 'It will only take a second,' she thought as she pulled her skirt up and unhooked her stockings on each side of her garter belt and pull them down. Just as she rolled her stockings down, she looked up.
There he was again, watching her. Him. The same man she ran into in the morning. He was setting some decorative bricks around the sidewalk in front of her building. 'Where did he come from,' she thought. He was staring at her. She blushed. 'Did he see me pull up my skirt?' She looked at him. She felt a warm blush in her face. He was just looking at her while he worked. Karen looked down and started eating her salad. He looked away and continued working. He never noticed
her again. His image was still in her mind.
Karen went back to work, stopping at the ladies' room to remove her garter belt. The afternoon continued just as the morning. Boring. She couldn't wait until 5:00.
'Finally,' she thought to herself as she walked to her car. 'Finally, I can go home.' She unlocked the door and sat in. She threw her purse over to the passenger seat. She inserted the key and turned it. Nothing. Just a click. 'Dead battery. What a rotten day,' she thought.
"Tap, tap, tap." Someone was tapping on her car window. She looked out. All she saw were his jeans, and the bulge they contained. She instinctively locked the door.
"Tap, tap, tap." 'What?' She said. He leaned over. It was HIM. HE was tapping on her car window. "Problem miss? Can I help?" He asked.
"Umm, yeah. My battery seems dead," Karen said through the closed window.
"Roll down the window a little, ma'am," he said. "I understand if you are scared of me." Karen rolled her window down an inch.
"Release the hood latch under your dashboard," he ordered. She felt down, around
her left knee. Yes, there. She pulled. The hood popped up two inches. He walked in front of the car and released and raised the hood.
"Yuck. Here's the problem," He said to her. "Your battery connectors are corroded. I can fix it in about 2 minutes for you."
"Thanks so much," she said. She was scared somehow. She didn't know why. There were other people around. It was still early and light out. Still... She just sat there. Meanwhile, he used a wrench and some other tools. It only took a couple of minutes.
"Try it now," He said, as he stood back, next to her door. The car started immediately. He walked around and closed the hood.
"I don't know how to thank you," Karen said to him. "It's OK,miss. I am happy this is all it was," he said to her. "If you drive for at least 20 minutes before turning off then engine, the battery will recharge and be fine. Good luck." And she was off.
As she drove toward home, Karen's mind was in a daze. Who was he? She stopped at the market for some groceries on the way home. By the time she got home, it was quite dark out. She walked up the stairs to her apartment and let herself in. She dropped the groceries on the counter as she entered. She hated entering her dark apartment, but it was that time of the year.... She turned on the light and walked into the living room. She turned on all the lights as she walked to her bedroom. She threw her purse down on her dresser and pulled out her stockings, one with a run, and her lace garter belt. She tossed the ruined stocking in the trash. What an awful day. Who was HE?
Karen started taking off her clothes, as usual, when she got home. First, she pulled the silk blouse over her shoulders and hung it up. As she turned around, she noticed him. The empty apartment across the lot was now occupied. She never bothered with the curtains much because that apartment was empty for almost a year, so it was a surprise to her to look out, standing in the bright light of her room, looking out her window and into his.
It was HIM. HIM - that man. Tall, blond, muscular. He still had on those jeans, but his shirt was off. What shoulders. What a hunk she thought, as she stood there with only her bra and skirt on. It made her horny. After all, he saw her raise her skirt, now he sees this. There would be no harm in this. She stood facing him at the full-length window in her bedroom. They looked into each other's eyes. She ran her hands
down her sides and over her small breasts. Her nipples hardened. He was just standing there. Not moving. Watching.
Karen was in a trance. She unzipped her skirt, and pulled it and the short slip down over her hips. She stood there, with only her underwear and heels on. Watching. Looking. He was staring at her. She loved the attention. No harm. She started to rub her breasts some more. She ran her hands down her sides and over her small, round ass. She moved her hands up, over her breasts, again. This time, down and one hand into her panties. She was wet. Very wet. No harm. She looked away for a second, then back. The apartment was dark! He was gone. Where did he go? He was there staring at her just half a second ago.
Karen quickly closed the curtains. She hung up her skirt and put the slip over a chair. She slipped off her heels and put them in the closet. She put on her terry cloth robe and went to the kitchen to get some dinner. Her panties were wet. She was horny. 'Not now - I must eat something. Where did he go?' She thought. She opened the refrigerator. Leftover chicken and rice. She put it in the microwave oven. 'What was that?'
A knock on the door. 'Who was that?' Her neighbor was out of town. She had to feed his cat. Another knock. 'Ug..solicitors,' she thought.
She opened the door. It was HIM. HE was at the door. He pushed the door open and pulled her close to him. He slammed the door behind him.
"Stop. Stop. No. Who are you? What are you doing here? Leave!" She ordered. Karen was helpless now. He was as strong as he looked. He held her close to him, almost lifting her to his lips with one arm.
"STOP!" She ordered once again. He just held onto her and began kissing her. First her lips, then her neck. With the door closed, his other arm was free. He pulled her robe off. He forced his lips to hers. She shook her head to the side.
"Stop! NO!" Was all she could say. She was getting scared. He forced her backwards to her bedroom and pushed her down backwards onto the bed. As he leaned over her, holding her hands tightly over her head with just one of his, he pulled his shirt off, popping all of the buttons. He reached down, unfastened his belt, and unsnapped his pants with one hand.
"No! No! Please." Karen pleaded. It was useless. She looked down. He was huge. All she had on were her bra and panties. Bra and panties she displayed to him at the window. He reached down and ripped her panties aside.
"No...no. Please stop."
He did it. He forced his huge cock into her. He rammed his hard meat all the way in. He let out a grunt. Karen went limp. She closed her eyes. He pulled out his cock and drove it in again, harder. She was so wet; he slid in so easily.
"You wanted this, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?" He said to her, impatiently, while fondling her through her bra with his free hand. Karen was silent. He was right. She pulled her knees up. He started thrusting harder and deeper. It felt like he was in her stomach, he was so deep. It hurt, but it felt so good.
"Unnh.. Unnh.. Aahh.. Mmmm." Was all Karen could say. It was enough. He seemed to get bigger with each thrust. She felt him in her throat. Harder, deeper.
"Ahh.. Uhhh.. Unnh.. Oohh.. Ohhh.. Uhhh..
Unnh.." She was coming. She couldn't help it. He was raping her and she wanted it. She wanted more. He was breathing hard, but otherwise silent.
"Ahh.. Ahh.. Ohhh.." Her legs wrapped around him tightly. He pounded her with his cock. His huge cock. Harder, faster.
"Ohhhhhhh.... Ahhhhhhhh" Karen started her orgasm. It was lasting forever. Her whole body shook.
He came inside her, flooding her with his semen. She felt the wet warmth throughout her. He was still pounding her. She was almost screaming. It felt so good.
He finally stopped. She put her legs down and opened her eyes. He was handsome. A real hunk. He raped her.
He got up and pulled his pants up, grabbed his shirt, and quickly left. Karen just laid there. Who was he?
'I've been raped. I have to call the police,' she started thinking. 'I stripped for him. I lifted my skirt for him. He will go free. What's the point? But he took me against my will. Never mind my orgasm.' She was thinking to herself. She was confused. She called the police.
"About 6-2, 180 pounds. Big, muscular shoulders. Short blond hair. Light blue button-down shirt. Blue-jeans. Big, leather work boots. He lives in that apartment over there - the dark one" She dictated a description. The officer didn't ask about her behavior. He didn't ask if she enjoyed it. He didn't ask about the size of his cock.
"Is this all of the evidence?" the officer asked, holding her torn panties. "Yes."
The police took her to the hospital for an exam.
"Did he use a condom?" the doctor asked.
"No. He just forced me down and raped me." Karen replied.
"Did you take a bath? Or douche? Did you wash at all?" she was asked.
"No. Nothing."
"Did he ejaculate inside you?"
"Yes. Lots." Karen said, feeling almost humiliated by all the questions.
"Well, we see no evidence of rape. There is no sign of semen anywhere. We can tell you had something large inside your vagina, but there is no physical evidence." The doctor looked at her skeptically.
The first officer, the one who questioned her at home, met her at the hospital. "That apartment you pointed out - the one across the lot from your bedroom - it's empty. No one has lived there for a year." The officer explained. "The manager was going to get it remodeled, but no work has started yet. It has been locked up all night. Are you sure that is where you saw him?" Karen was even more confused.
The officer took her home and walked her up to her apartment. She went in. The lights were all on. The officer walked in with her. He made sure it was empty.
"Are you OK, Ma'am?" He asked. "Do you need us to call a friend over for you?"
"No. I'm Ok. But I saw him in that apartment."
"If you see him again, call me right away. Here's my card. The case number is printed on it." The officer left, her locking the door behind him.
Karen took a long, hot bath. She soaked for over an hour. 'How could this have happened?' She thought. 'What happened? He WAS here.'
The doctor was right. Her pussy only had her own juices. 'What happened?' She got up, and dried off. As she walked into her bedroom and pulled down the blankets, she
saw something on the floor.
"What's this?" She said to herself. She bent over and then the room went black.
She awoke the next day unable to move her legs or her arms. She struggled as she tried to look around the room, but her head would not move either. Panic set in as she could here voices, but could see nothing. The voices sounded familiar. 'I know that voice.' Now worried. 'It was HIM.' She thought to herself.
‘Where am I? What’s happening to me? Am I dreaming? Has all of this been a dream?’
Dream or not, Karen's new path on life would be much different, much..much different.
The End
(I may continue this into a part 2 one day, as I know I could make this a very juicy and terrifying story. I hope you enjoyed it.)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Moms Anal Whore - Part 1
I wrote this ten years ago and have edited it some since then, making it more intense, longer, and more violent. It started out tame, but now it's much better. hehe
Part 1
Most mothers don't look at their daughters as lovers or slaves. Then there are the mothers that do, but never dare to make the attempt to pursue it. I was not only a parent who thought about it, but acted on my intentions. Quite honestly, my daughter Ann and I have been intimate with each other more than a few times over the years.
This is my story:
I couldn't help notice Ann in her early years of growing up. She had small nips and a tight featured ass, so very sexy and cute. I can remember the times that I bathed her, feeling her smooth body always caused an instant wetness between my legs and my nipples always went erect.
Ann had just turned eighteen last month and the view of her now is one hundred times better. Watching her cute little ass wiggle when she walks always gets my attention as well. How nice it would be, I thought to myself, to have her bend over, then spread her ass cheeks apart, and letting me lick and tongue fuck her sweet pink ass bud. The vision of it was tearing me up inside. I had to act on this soon or I would forever regret it.
The moment came on a Saturday afternoon after she took a shower and walked into her bedroom. It wasn't unusual for her to walk around the house naked, being I was divorced and it was only the two of us in the house, so she certainly wasn't embarrassed, but this time things would be a bit different. I walked in the room behind her and sat on the edge of her bed. As we talked, my eyes fixed on her little hairless pussy. The thought of licking her brought water to my lips and I was determined to have it soon, as I was ready to burst with lust. The more we talked and the more I glanced down at her sweet tight slit, the more my inner evil self took over.
I stood up suddenly and slowly walked over to her by the closet, as she was hanging up her clothes and started to slide my hands all over her soft ass. She jumped as my hands touched her cheeks, "what are you doing mom!?" I pressed my body closer into her back and squeezed her cheeks, then whispered in her ear, "you feel so good baby, don't fight it." She tried to release herself from my grip, but it did no good, as I grabbed her around her waist and forced all my weight against her, forcing her into her closet and up against the wall. I had gone this far and there was no going back now. I could feel the fear in her body as I had my arms around her waist with all my weight pushing her further into the wall, mashing her orange size breasts face to face into the wall, while she shook and struggled to get free. My desires for her now were like nothing else I had ever felt before. My pussy was dripping.
She was whimpering and begging me to release her, but I had no intention to release her freely.
"Mom, please let me go. You are scaring me."
I was in overdrive now, "shut up Ann! Just shut that pretty mouth of yours or I will shut it for you, do you hear me!?" I shouted at her for the first time and it felt good too.
"Pleeease mom, pleeease let me go. Why are you doing this to me?"
I was going to tell her too, "you are a sexy lil slut Ann and I want to fuck you. Now shut your fucking mouth right now or I will make it to where you will never speak again!" We had never fought, never argued, never even disrespected each other in her eighteen years, and this was beyond anything Ann could have ever imagined happening to her. I wanted her and now I had her right where I wanted her.
She continued her pleads and begging, and the next thing she felt changed her attitude, as I let my right hand swat her right ass cheek with all the force I could put behind it. A loud smack rung across the room and she let out a loud, "owwww!" I continued my assault on her cheek, smacking it harder and harder with each swat. My hand stung from the abuse I was giving her.
"Now keep that sweet mouth shut or I will turn your cheeks into red jello, you got it slut!?"
She nodded slowly, sniffling and whimpering from her first whipping. I caressed her red cheek and gave it a good squeeze, which made her jump in pain. I knew she could feel the burning sensation in her ass as I squeezed it hard too.
"You do as I say Ann, do you hear me?"
She nodded again.
"Don't back talk me or try to get away either, or I will blister your ass, you got it!?"
She nodded again, fearing the worst from me.
"You will do everything I say from now on Ann, do you understand this? You do exactly as I say, or I will make you regret it for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"
She nodded again tearfully.
"I'm going to release you and if you try to fight me or try to run, you will pay for it, do you understand?"
Again she nodded yes.
I released my grip from her and stood back waiting to see what she would do. She did nothing but stand up straight. She was crying slightly and I didn't really care, for the first time in my life.
"Turn around and face me."
Ann slowly turned her sexy body to the right and faced me, face to face. I stared into blue her eyes seeing the fear in them. Her eyes were wet from the tears and it excited me. Her eyes were also staring back into mine, her face telling me she was lost in what was happening to her.
Before me stood the girl I have wanted for so long. Both evil and sexy thoughts crossed paths in my mind, as I was about to take my 'innocent' daughter into a world she never knew existed. The long wait had been worth it, as now she had become a very sexy girl with perfect features from head to toe. Her long blond hair, still wet from her shower, hung over and across her very shapely breasts, both of which were perfectly rounded with pink nipples standing out in the center of them. The abuse of her ass made them hard and erect. Ann was short at 5 feet even and weighed only 100 pounds. She was the perfect dream doll. She was now all mine.
I walked over to her and got right in her face, letting my lips lightly touch hers, "I know all of your little secrets Annie baby, so open your mouth," I said to her silently.
She was stunned at what I said to her.
"Open your mouth, Ann." She hesitated then slowly parted her lips and opened her mouth half way.
"Stick out your lil tongue baby."
Slowly her tongue came out.
"Stick it all the way out Ann."
She was obeying my demands and it was getting me hotter by the second.
I took her tongue into my mouth and began to slowly suck on it. I stared into her eyes as she did the same, as I watched her reactions to me kissing and sucking on her tongue. Numbness is what I felt from her. She let me do what I wanted, as my left hand found her warm pussy lips, which startled her. The look I got from her was hate and bewildered at the same time, as I slowly let my fingers glide across her pussy lips, rubbing them ever so lightly.
My kissing grew more intense as I sucked on her tongue more agressively and explored every inch of her mouth. The feeling was better than I thought it would be. Feeling her teeth, gums, and her tongue with my tongue had my pussy in overdrive. Having fantasized about this for so many years and now living out my fantasy, I knew this was wrong deep inside me, but I didn't care anymore. I was about to rape my own daughter and I felt good about it, even if she thought I was the devil.
"Mmmmm, you taste so good baby."
Her glances at me told me she didn't like anything I was doing to her.
Quietly she said, "why are you doing this to me, mom?"
That did it, "I warned you damnit! I told you not to speak or else!"
She jumped backwards at what I had just said.
I grabbed her by her wet hair and dragged her out of the closet, down the hallway, down the stairs, and into the basement. The basement was the perfect place to seduce her as it was virtually quiet enough that no one could hear us. I had a bed down in the basement as an extra, plus a place I went to masturbate when the need came around, which was a lot lately.
"Now get on the bed slut and keep your slut mouth closed, you got it?!"
I grabbed a scarf from hamper by the washing machine as I swung her toward the bed, "you are hard headed and now you will listen to me bitch."
I came over to her and placed the scarf around her head and across her mouth, gagging her with it. She whimpered the whole time, as I tied it tightly. Tears streamed from her eyes as she trembled from what I had just done. She was in shock by being gagged by me is what it was.
"Say something now slut. You will learn obedience one way or the other."
I stood over her as she sat gagged on the bed, "now lay down on your back. Swing your legs up and lay out straight. Do it!" I screamed at her and she moved quickly with each demand.
"That's it baby, stretch them sexy legs out so mommy can see them. Point your toes and tighten your ass. Make your sweet bald pussy stand up for me. Tighten your ass more damnit!"
I was so horny for her I was blurting out orders and demands left and right, making her do everything I wanted her to do, and she did it.
"Now don't move an inch, got it?"
I went across the basement and grabbed the silk scarves hanging from the rod by the dryer and took them over to the bed. I took each wrist and tied them tightly to the head board rails, then did the same for each of her ankles, tying them tightly to the foot board. She was now spread eagled across the bed unable to move.
I sat down on the bed next to her as her eyes watched my every move. I could see tears flowing from her eyes, while my hands glided over her baby smooth skin, stopping at her tender nips tugging on each one and squeezing them between my fingers. I leaned my head down and took her right erect nipple into my mouth and gave it a good working over with my teeth and tongue. Her body tensed up as I sucked each nip and squeezed her breasts with great force, making her uneasy with discomfort. I continued squeezing and kneeding her breast as I looked her directly in her eyes and licked my lips at her. I was so full of lust I just smiled at her as I watched her eyes look me over.
"Does it feel good baby? Do you like me squeezing your titties? I bet your boyfriend likes it. Oh yes, I have watched you two together for sometime now, you little tramp." Her eyes never left my face as she listened to every word I said, knowing she was being spied on from afar.
"I have watched you do many things. Oh yes, don't act so innocent now. I know all your secrets. Your little mouth has explored many great things, hasn't it?" I continued my kneeding process on her breasts, while her face contorted from what I was saying and doing to her.
"Don't play innocent with me baby. I watched you suck his cock. Yesss, I watched you suck his cock in and out of your slut mouth. You worked him over good too, didn't you?" Spying on her the last couple of years had become a hobby of mine.
"Did you like his cock in your mouth? You can tell mommy."
She didn't move a muscle until I slapped her across her face, "fucking slut, tell me you enjoyed sucking his cock! Tell me now god damnit."
She muffled some words, "mmurhm".
I pulled the gag from her mouth, "what!?"
"I...I liked s..su..sucking his c..cock m..mom," studdering quietly she said to me, "please d..don't make me say th..these things, please."
"You will tell me everything I want to hear, you got it you lil slut? You fucking lil cock sucking whore. I knew you were out whoring around trying to hide it from me. Lil miss innocent don't do that. Oh no, lil miss perfect don't play with big cocks or suck big cocks or squeeze big balls or drink cum like a fucking milkshake, does she? I know a lot about what you do away from home slut. You will pay dearly for it too."
As much as I wanted to jump on top of her and lick and suck her pussy and get off on her, I wanted to play more mind games with her, then torture her some before I began my long awaited time with her. I was going to make this the best experience of my life, no matter how much it would affect her.
End of Part 1
Part 1
Most mothers don't look at their daughters as lovers or slaves. Then there are the mothers that do, but never dare to make the attempt to pursue it. I was not only a parent who thought about it, but acted on my intentions. Quite honestly, my daughter Ann and I have been intimate with each other more than a few times over the years.
This is my story:
I couldn't help notice Ann in her early years of growing up. She had small nips and a tight featured ass, so very sexy and cute. I can remember the times that I bathed her, feeling her smooth body always caused an instant wetness between my legs and my nipples always went erect.
Ann had just turned eighteen last month and the view of her now is one hundred times better. Watching her cute little ass wiggle when she walks always gets my attention as well. How nice it would be, I thought to myself, to have her bend over, then spread her ass cheeks apart, and letting me lick and tongue fuck her sweet pink ass bud. The vision of it was tearing me up inside. I had to act on this soon or I would forever regret it.
The moment came on a Saturday afternoon after she took a shower and walked into her bedroom. It wasn't unusual for her to walk around the house naked, being I was divorced and it was only the two of us in the house, so she certainly wasn't embarrassed, but this time things would be a bit different. I walked in the room behind her and sat on the edge of her bed. As we talked, my eyes fixed on her little hairless pussy. The thought of licking her brought water to my lips and I was determined to have it soon, as I was ready to burst with lust. The more we talked and the more I glanced down at her sweet tight slit, the more my inner evil self took over.
I stood up suddenly and slowly walked over to her by the closet, as she was hanging up her clothes and started to slide my hands all over her soft ass. She jumped as my hands touched her cheeks, "what are you doing mom!?" I pressed my body closer into her back and squeezed her cheeks, then whispered in her ear, "you feel so good baby, don't fight it." She tried to release herself from my grip, but it did no good, as I grabbed her around her waist and forced all my weight against her, forcing her into her closet and up against the wall. I had gone this far and there was no going back now. I could feel the fear in her body as I had my arms around her waist with all my weight pushing her further into the wall, mashing her orange size breasts face to face into the wall, while she shook and struggled to get free. My desires for her now were like nothing else I had ever felt before. My pussy was dripping.
She was whimpering and begging me to release her, but I had no intention to release her freely.
"Mom, please let me go. You are scaring me."
I was in overdrive now, "shut up Ann! Just shut that pretty mouth of yours or I will shut it for you, do you hear me!?" I shouted at her for the first time and it felt good too.
"Pleeease mom, pleeease let me go. Why are you doing this to me?"
I was going to tell her too, "you are a sexy lil slut Ann and I want to fuck you. Now shut your fucking mouth right now or I will make it to where you will never speak again!" We had never fought, never argued, never even disrespected each other in her eighteen years, and this was beyond anything Ann could have ever imagined happening to her. I wanted her and now I had her right where I wanted her.
She continued her pleads and begging, and the next thing she felt changed her attitude, as I let my right hand swat her right ass cheek with all the force I could put behind it. A loud smack rung across the room and she let out a loud, "owwww!" I continued my assault on her cheek, smacking it harder and harder with each swat. My hand stung from the abuse I was giving her.
"Now keep that sweet mouth shut or I will turn your cheeks into red jello, you got it slut!?"
She nodded slowly, sniffling and whimpering from her first whipping. I caressed her red cheek and gave it a good squeeze, which made her jump in pain. I knew she could feel the burning sensation in her ass as I squeezed it hard too.
"You do as I say Ann, do you hear me?"
She nodded again.
"Don't back talk me or try to get away either, or I will blister your ass, you got it!?"
She nodded again, fearing the worst from me.
"You will do everything I say from now on Ann, do you understand this? You do exactly as I say, or I will make you regret it for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"
She nodded again tearfully.
"I'm going to release you and if you try to fight me or try to run, you will pay for it, do you understand?"
Again she nodded yes.
I released my grip from her and stood back waiting to see what she would do. She did nothing but stand up straight. She was crying slightly and I didn't really care, for the first time in my life.
"Turn around and face me."
Ann slowly turned her sexy body to the right and faced me, face to face. I stared into blue her eyes seeing the fear in them. Her eyes were wet from the tears and it excited me. Her eyes were also staring back into mine, her face telling me she was lost in what was happening to her.
Before me stood the girl I have wanted for so long. Both evil and sexy thoughts crossed paths in my mind, as I was about to take my 'innocent' daughter into a world she never knew existed. The long wait had been worth it, as now she had become a very sexy girl with perfect features from head to toe. Her long blond hair, still wet from her shower, hung over and across her very shapely breasts, both of which were perfectly rounded with pink nipples standing out in the center of them. The abuse of her ass made them hard and erect. Ann was short at 5 feet even and weighed only 100 pounds. She was the perfect dream doll. She was now all mine.
I walked over to her and got right in her face, letting my lips lightly touch hers, "I know all of your little secrets Annie baby, so open your mouth," I said to her silently.
She was stunned at what I said to her.
"Open your mouth, Ann." She hesitated then slowly parted her lips and opened her mouth half way.
"Stick out your lil tongue baby."
Slowly her tongue came out.
"Stick it all the way out Ann."
She was obeying my demands and it was getting me hotter by the second.
I took her tongue into my mouth and began to slowly suck on it. I stared into her eyes as she did the same, as I watched her reactions to me kissing and sucking on her tongue. Numbness is what I felt from her. She let me do what I wanted, as my left hand found her warm pussy lips, which startled her. The look I got from her was hate and bewildered at the same time, as I slowly let my fingers glide across her pussy lips, rubbing them ever so lightly.
My kissing grew more intense as I sucked on her tongue more agressively and explored every inch of her mouth. The feeling was better than I thought it would be. Feeling her teeth, gums, and her tongue with my tongue had my pussy in overdrive. Having fantasized about this for so many years and now living out my fantasy, I knew this was wrong deep inside me, but I didn't care anymore. I was about to rape my own daughter and I felt good about it, even if she thought I was the devil.
"Mmmmm, you taste so good baby."
Her glances at me told me she didn't like anything I was doing to her.
Quietly she said, "why are you doing this to me, mom?"
That did it, "I warned you damnit! I told you not to speak or else!"
She jumped backwards at what I had just said.
I grabbed her by her wet hair and dragged her out of the closet, down the hallway, down the stairs, and into the basement. The basement was the perfect place to seduce her as it was virtually quiet enough that no one could hear us. I had a bed down in the basement as an extra, plus a place I went to masturbate when the need came around, which was a lot lately.
"Now get on the bed slut and keep your slut mouth closed, you got it?!"
I grabbed a scarf from hamper by the washing machine as I swung her toward the bed, "you are hard headed and now you will listen to me bitch."
I came over to her and placed the scarf around her head and across her mouth, gagging her with it. She whimpered the whole time, as I tied it tightly. Tears streamed from her eyes as she trembled from what I had just done. She was in shock by being gagged by me is what it was.
"Say something now slut. You will learn obedience one way or the other."
I stood over her as she sat gagged on the bed, "now lay down on your back. Swing your legs up and lay out straight. Do it!" I screamed at her and she moved quickly with each demand.
"That's it baby, stretch them sexy legs out so mommy can see them. Point your toes and tighten your ass. Make your sweet bald pussy stand up for me. Tighten your ass more damnit!"
I was so horny for her I was blurting out orders and demands left and right, making her do everything I wanted her to do, and she did it.
"Now don't move an inch, got it?"
I went across the basement and grabbed the silk scarves hanging from the rod by the dryer and took them over to the bed. I took each wrist and tied them tightly to the head board rails, then did the same for each of her ankles, tying them tightly to the foot board. She was now spread eagled across the bed unable to move.
I sat down on the bed next to her as her eyes watched my every move. I could see tears flowing from her eyes, while my hands glided over her baby smooth skin, stopping at her tender nips tugging on each one and squeezing them between my fingers. I leaned my head down and took her right erect nipple into my mouth and gave it a good working over with my teeth and tongue. Her body tensed up as I sucked each nip and squeezed her breasts with great force, making her uneasy with discomfort. I continued squeezing and kneeding her breast as I looked her directly in her eyes and licked my lips at her. I was so full of lust I just smiled at her as I watched her eyes look me over.
"Does it feel good baby? Do you like me squeezing your titties? I bet your boyfriend likes it. Oh yes, I have watched you two together for sometime now, you little tramp." Her eyes never left my face as she listened to every word I said, knowing she was being spied on from afar.
"I have watched you do many things. Oh yes, don't act so innocent now. I know all your secrets. Your little mouth has explored many great things, hasn't it?" I continued my kneeding process on her breasts, while her face contorted from what I was saying and doing to her.
"Don't play innocent with me baby. I watched you suck his cock. Yesss, I watched you suck his cock in and out of your slut mouth. You worked him over good too, didn't you?" Spying on her the last couple of years had become a hobby of mine.
"Did you like his cock in your mouth? You can tell mommy."
She didn't move a muscle until I slapped her across her face, "fucking slut, tell me you enjoyed sucking his cock! Tell me now god damnit."
She muffled some words, "mmurhm".
I pulled the gag from her mouth, "what!?"
"I...I liked s..su..sucking his c..cock m..mom," studdering quietly she said to me, "please d..don't make me say th..these things, please."
"You will tell me everything I want to hear, you got it you lil slut? You fucking lil cock sucking whore. I knew you were out whoring around trying to hide it from me. Lil miss innocent don't do that. Oh no, lil miss perfect don't play with big cocks or suck big cocks or squeeze big balls or drink cum like a fucking milkshake, does she? I know a lot about what you do away from home slut. You will pay dearly for it too."
As much as I wanted to jump on top of her and lick and suck her pussy and get off on her, I wanted to play more mind games with her, then torture her some before I began my long awaited time with her. I was going to make this the best experience of my life, no matter how much it would affect her.
End of Part 1
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