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50th birthday fuck

ruready4it on Forced Stories

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

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r lunch.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Amys reply was oh is that all....... 

 

To be Continued……Our Revenge on Amy

          

 

        

           

                                       

The Boss In Control

Krystabelle on Forced Stories

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

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

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

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

Rape Me

Shimmergirl on Forced Stories

Lying in bed, I felt that something was wrong. Grant, my boyfriend was sleeping soundly beside me, but I could not settle. I felt something crawling between my legs, through the quilt cover and began to panic until I realised it was our kitten, Katie. Settling down with Katie curled up in my arms I tried to drift off. Suddenly Katie shot bolt upright, fur standing on end, hissing at the door. I tried to calm her down, knowing that she might wake Grant and he’d just come off night shifts. Katie pawed at me, and hissed at the door once more. Settling her down, I listened closely. Then I heard it. A soft tapping noise. It was too quiet to be coming from outside the room. Picking up the CS gas I kept by the bed, I left Katie in bed wit

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h Grant and crept down the stairs. In the soft glow from the porch light I could see someone fiddling with the door. I wasn’t too worried, as we always leave the key in lock, so if someone tries to break in, the key holds them off for a bit, and if there’s a fire, we can get out without panicking about where the key is. What did worry me though, is that we have a glass panel in our door. It’s double glazed but if someone wanted to, they could still break in. I heard a creaking noise behind me on the stairs and I whirled round, spray at the ready. It was Katie, looking up at me, and mewling softly. Sighing, I picked her up and locked her in her bedroom- yes, our kitten has her own room. Well she’s our baby! I heard her jump onto her bed and settle down. In minutes I could hear her purring, a sure sign that she’s sleeping. I inched my way back down the stairs again. The tapping had stopped, but more worryingly I could hear a scratching now. I stepped down the last of the stairs and stood at the side of the door, spray can in one hand, front door key in the other. I released the chain, unlocked the door, yanked it open and sprayed the person standing the other side. It was only when I heard the words ‘you fucking mental bitch, what the fuck are you playing at?’ that I realised it was my friend, Mick.

Opening the door fully, I started apologising. Leading him in to the kitchen, I sat him down at the table, and got him water and a cloth to rinse his eyes and calm his throat.

‘What the fuck were you doing trying to get in here at this time of the night?’ I cried. Now that I saw he was ok, just a bit sniffy, I was pissed off.

‘I didn’t want to knock because I didn’t want to wake up Grant. So I tried picking the lock’ he replied simply.

‘You fucking twat! What the fuck did you try and do that for? And what are you doing here in the first place?’

‘Well, I just fancied a chat is all’

‘A chat? Mick, sweetie, it’s 3 in the morning. What could you possibly want to chat about?’ I looked in his eyes; they were bloodshot as Hell. ‘You’re off your head again aren’t you? I thought you stopped taking smack? If I can do it anyone can. I told you that I’d help you come off it. For fuck sake Mick, you’re 46. Time to start acting like it’.

I stared at him, willing him to say something. When he did, it wasn’t what I was expecting.

‘Yea well, what the fuck would you know? You’re 18. You’ve got your life ahead of you. I haven’t got fuck all.’ He stared down at his hands then looked up at me. ‘Please Jade, you have to help me.’

‘Why can’t Emma do it? She got off it as well. She could help you. I mean she’s your wife for fucks sake. She’ll definitely help you’

‘No she won’t’

‘Why not?’

‘We’re getting divorced’

‘Over what?’

‘That bird I was shagging. She found out, kicked me out and reckons she’s going to file for divorce’

I looked at him, and sat down next to him, helping him rinse out his eyes ‘That’s fucked up. You shagging around I mean, not her divorcing you. Why the fuck did you marry her if you still wanted to shag around?’

‘Well Mandy’s a good fuck. And Emma ain’t been putting out lately’ He winced as I accidentally poked him in the eye

‘Sorry’ I said softly. ‘And I’m sorry that your marriage is going tits up. You got anywhere to stay?’

‘No. No one will have me because of the drugs’

‘You can stay here but you have to try and get yourself clean. Tell you what. Have Katie’s room. It’s got a lock on it. She can sleep in the kitchen for a while, I’ll lock you in there and you can detox. I’ll help you’

‘What about Grant? Won’t he mind?’

‘Probably, but it’s my house, not his and you’re a mate. You always help a mate right?’

He looked at me and smiled. Taking my hand in his, he kissed it softly. ‘I really appreciate this. It means a lot to me. I’ll find someway to pay you back’ He looked at me and winked.

‘Mick, I’m with Grant now. I don’t shag around any more. And it doesn’t work with you and me. We tried remember?’ I stood up and kissed the top of his head. ‘Wait here. I’ll go and sort out Katie, then put new bed sheets on. I’m sure you don’t want kitten hair everywhere!’

I went upstairs, shutting the front door as I passed it. Unlocking Katie’s room, I picked her up, took her ‘cat bed’ which she never uses downstairs, and plonked her in the kitchen. She looked at me lazily out of one eye before hissing softly to let me know she wasn’t happy at being thrown out of her room. I stroked her for a couple of minutes and soon she was fast asleep. With Mick following me upstairs, I shut off all the lights, grabbing some clean sheets from the cupboard. As I started to strip the bed, I could feel Micks' hands on my ass. I pushed them away, time and again before getting fed up. I turned round and looked him, raising an eyebrow. He grinned at me before backing down.

‘Ok, ok, no touching. I get it’

‘Yea, and no doing anything else either before you think of it’ I warned him

‘I wouldn’t dream of doing anything!’

I pointed to the chair in the corner. ‘Sit. Good boy. Stay!’ I laughed softly and he smiled at me.

‘I miss you’

That threw me off completely ‘You what?’

‘I miss you. I miss being with you, chilling out together. Remember that time when we were at mine and you fell asleep on me?’

‘That was like 2 years ago sweetie. Time to move on. Forget the past. I was 16 then and you were what? 44? Things change. I got my own place, a new boyfriend and I got clean. Ok, so you’re getting divorced and you’re still a raving smackhead but look at the things you got going for you.’

‘Like what?’

‘Well, you got fair amount of money, decent car, you get laid pretty much when you want, you’re still good looking for your age. Work on it. Act on it!’

‘Yea I suppose so. But I haven’t got the one thing I want’

I dropped on the bed to put the pillowcases on ‘And what’s that then?’

‘Someone that understands me. I mean truly understands me. Someone like you’

I looked at him hard. He had a strange look in his eyes. I’d seen that look before. That was the look he usually got right before he hit someone. But he wouldn’t hit me would he? I’m 18 years old, I’m 5’4 and I’m practically anorexic. I couldn’t beat up a fly. He was 46, still nippy for his age, 6’5 and built like a brick shithouse. I quickly shoved the cases on the pillows, shoved the quilt in the cover and went to leave. At the door I looked over at him ‘Night Mick. See you in the morning. Try and get a good nights sleep’

I’d just opened the door when I felt hands in my hair, tugging me backwards and then all of a sudden I was kissing him, pulling him into me, running my hands over his body. I quickly came to my senses and pushed him away, panting softly and looking at him accusingly.

‘Hey, you wanted it as much as I did babe.’ He smiled at me and moved towards me. I backed away, my hands behind me, trying to feel for the door handle. I found it and pulled it open.

‘Goodnight Mick’ I said pointedly. He nodded. ‘Night sweetheart’.

I turned around and walked out of the room. Not a minute later I felt his arm around my neck, strangling me. I gurgled and fought to keep my balance. He dragged me back into his room and clamped his other hand over my mouth.

‘Now, if you’re a good little girl, this won’t hurt and you’ll be ok. Piss me off and I can make it hurt a lot. You get me? Nod if you understand’ he shook me a bit. I tried to nod but I couldn’t move my head. I squeaked at him and he released my neck a bit.

‘Understand?’

I nodded. Yes, I do want to understand, no I don’t want to get hurt, yes I’ll be good. Well. That’s what he thinks. I’ve never been one to go without a fight. He let go of me and I opened my mouth to scream. I never even saw it coming. I felt his fist smack into my cheek and I fell sideways against the bed. He stood over me ‘I told you to behave’. He kicked me in the side and I curled up in a ball, trying to breathe. I could see Mick pacing around, muttering to himself. I knew what smack did to people, Christ I was on it myself for 3 years, but I’ve never seen anyone like this before.

I started to pull myself up on the bed, inching up slowly, hoping he wouldn’t notice. He did. Bang! Back down on the floor I went. I lay dazed, struggling for breath, seeing stars. After my vision had cleared, he was standing over me holding a knife waving it about. I caught my breath then relaxed. It was one of my kitchen knives. I knew for a fact they were blunt as fuck because I kept meaning to have them sharpened. I smiled to myself, and drawing in a deep breath I screamed out for Grant. Then I remembered. Whenever he comes off night shifts he takes sleeping pills to send him off, otherwise he’s awake all night. He’d be dead to the world now, and if I weren’t careful I’d be dead to. He lashed out again, hitting me with the knife handle

‘Bitch,’ he hissed ‘Don’t you ever scream like that again or I’ll slit your fucking throat. Get me?’

I nodded, keeping quiet, swallowing the whimper that was trying to escape.

‘Get up’ He waved the knife in my direction. I pulled myself up and stood in front of him, looking at him defiantly. Curling and uncurling my hands into balls, I considered whether or not to throw a punch at him. Making a decision, I dropped into a fighting stance which years of martial arts had taught me. Quick as a flash, I threw a punch at him, hitting him square on the jaw. His head rocked to the side and he spat out a piece of bloody lip. When he turned to face me, I was ready for him. Throwing another punch I hit him in the eye and he reeled back. I followed it up with a roundhouse kick, then got a bit cocky. I spun round, ready for a spinning kick, but he was quicker than I was. Grabbing my leg, he wrenched it upward. My vision went red as I felt the pain. I screamed loudly, partly from the pain, partly to try and wake up Grant. Pulling my leg even higher, he yanked me forward into him. I could feel his heartbeat, and I knew he’d be able to feel mine pounding. I looked up at him and he glared at me with a smirk.

‘Won’t be trying that again in a hurry, will you?’ I shook my head, trying to get my leg free without it hurting too much. In the end I stood still, waiting for what he would do next.

I didn’t have to wait long. Letting go of my ankle, he picked my up by the waist and threw me against the wall, so I landed on the bed. I flexed my leg a bit, assessing the damage. Deciding I wasn’t strong enough to try kicking him again, I went for the punching option. Lashing out, he caught my wrist and twisted my arm, bending my in half.

‘You should learn by now. You might get a few hits in but you’ll always come off way worse than me sweetheart’

‘Don’t fucking call me that’ I gritted my teeth, wincing in pain as he twisted my arm even more.

‘I’ll call you whatever the fuck I like you stupid whore’ He snarled. He twisted my arm, harder this time and I heard an audible crack. Nausea welled up in my stomach and I had to stop myself from being sick. He released my arm and my wrist hung at a funny angle. It’s one I’ve broken many times before, and he knew that it was weaker than my left. I cradled my wrist and looked up at him. Mick’s always been a sucker for the girlie crying routine so I thought it might be worth a shot. I let the tears start rolling down my face.

‘Why Mick, why? I’m trying to help you. I’m letting you stay in my house until you get back on your feet. I haven’t done anything to you except help you!’

He sat down beside me, pulling me close and stroking my hair.

‘I know baby, I know. But I wanna fuck, and you’re the only one available. I did tell you if you behaved you wouldn’t get hurt but you didn’t listen. I’m sorry babe, but if this is the way it has to be, then it’s the way it has to be.’ He pushed me away and started pacing the room again. ‘If you’d just done what I told you then you wouldn’t have got hurt. I had to break your wrist. You weren’t listening. You weren’t being a good girl. You were misbehaving. I had to punish you. I had no other choice. Are you going to be good now?’

I thought for a moment, then nodded and let the tears keep coming. He tried to soothe me, wiping away my tears, and for a moment, I saw a glimpse of the Mick I knew so well. Then, all of a sudden, he was kissing me, forcing me back onto the bed, tearing at my strap top, ripping it off me as I tried to fight him off with one hand. He grabbed my broken wrist and I screamed in pain, trying to get him off with my good hand. He slapped me hard round the face and I bit my lip, drawing blood. He leant forward and licked it off as I tried not to cry. Pulling down my shorts, he rammed a finger inside me, feeling me. Bringing his finger up to my lips, he forced it into my mouth and I could taste my juices. Unbelievably I was getting wet! I felt disgusted with myself and turned my head to the side, staring at the wall, trying to block out what was happening. Letting go of my wrist, he forced my head round so I was looking at him.

‘Kiss me’ He breathed. I tried shaking my head, so he sighed and started working his tongue into my mouth ‘You want this as much as I do. I can feel it’. Oh God. So could I. My hips were thrusting up into his and I could feel my body getting hotter and hotter. I tried to control the heat rising, tried to control my thrusting hips. I managed to lie still, but that only gave him the opportunity to unzip his jeans and try to force his cock inside me. I squirmed around, keeping him from going in me for about 5 minutes until he punched me again, harder than before.

I must have passed out for a couple of minutes. When I came round, he’d forced his cock inside and was fucking me hard and fast. I could feel something running down my ass crack and I knew it wasn’t cum. It was blood. I started trying to fight back again, kicking my legs about and trying to push him off me with my good hand, but he was too strong. He kept fucking me harder and harder, pulling himself into me more with each thrust. I screamed again and he put his hand over my mouth and nose so I couldn’t breathe. I struggled underneath him, trying to get myself free, scratching at him, raking his face with my nails, anything to get him to stop. He leaned his other arm across my neck, my vision started going black and I knew I was going to pass out again. I caught a look at him, and his eyes were manic, lust filled black dots. He was loving it.

I moaned softly and shook my head. I tried to sit up and realised he’d tied me to the bed so I was lying on my front. I moaned again as the rope tightened around my broken wrist sending shooting pains up my arm. I turned my head and looked at him sitting in the chair. He had a belt round his arm and was shooting up. He pulled the needle out of his arm and sank back as the heroin took effect. He looked at me with lazy, half-lidded eyes and smiled.

‘Feels good. Bet you haven’t had any for months’.

I shook my head ‘You know I’ve been clean nearly a year.’

‘Bet you’d like some now eh?’

‘Not really, no. I don’t want to get back into it.’ I guessed he was going to give me some whether I wanted it or not. I was right. He stood up, swaying slightly and approached me, a needle in his hand. He’d obviously prepared it while I was out cold. He turned my arm over, causing the rope to rub. Wrapping the belt around it, he pulled it tight and injected me. I sighed as the old familiar feeling hit me. I felt like I was sinking into the bed. He sat down on the bed next to me.

‘You needed that didn’t you?’ I moaned softly, feeling it coursing through my veins, making me feel chilled out, yet totally alive. I let my eyes shut slightly and nodded. He stroked my hair, and I pushed my head more into his hand, enjoying the feeling. I love having my hair stroked, but the only time Grant does it is if I can’t get to sleep.

‘You wanna fuck baby?’ he asked me quietly. I nodded, then shook my head. Yes, I do, but not with you. I want Grant. Where is he? I had all these thoughts running through my head, a jumbled up mess, all sliding into one another. Mmmm……sliding in, that’s what I wanted. No I didn’t. I didn’t want someone sliding in me. I wanted someone fucking me hard, making me feel it, and fucking me the way a man should, not like a boy does. I started grinding gently against the bed. He put his hand under my cunt and I began grinding harder on it, trying to get myself off. He took his hand away and I let out a little cry at being deprived. He positioned himself behind me and started rubbing his cockhead up and down my slit. I knew I was getting hotter, wetter. I could feel the fire rising up in my belly. And then all of a sudden he was inside me and I was cumming hard and fierce. I bucked up and he fucked me harder and harder, ramming into me and pushing me forward with each thrust. I bit into the pillow and muffled my screams as I came again. Mick slowed his thrusting and started grinding against me, pushing himself in hard as he came. He collapsed on top of me, panting for breath. ‘That was great babe. You always were a good fuck’. He reached over my head and untied me. I moaned softly and slid off the bed, still high as a kite. He laughed softly at me, and picked up off the floor. Carrying me along the hallway, he dropped me outside my bedroom door. I half opened it; half fell into it and crawled into bed. Lying next to Grant, I rested my head on his shoulder until the world had stopped spinning. Leaning over to kiss him, I settled back down and tried to drop off.

She Had a Choice

leveninches on Forced Stories

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

"Answer my question"

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

But I remember.  I remember very well.

Rude Awakening

valechan on Forced Stories

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Familar Voice, Part 1

b0ndag3fr3ak on Forced Stories

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Illegal Entry

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

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

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

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

     “Fucking A, you will.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

     “No -- no --.”

     “Yeah, yeah!”

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

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

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

     “They’re thirty-six-D.”

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

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

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

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

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

     “Well?”

     “Well what?”

     “How was I?”

     She pondered for a moment, unable to answer.

     “C’mon; how was I?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

     “Wait -- wait, wait, wait.”

     He froze again, utterly confused.

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

     “What’s this?”

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

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

     “I am dead serious.”

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

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

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

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

 

 

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

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

Jamie_James_1972 on Forced Stories

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mikaila's Violation (Part 2)

kitsara on Forced Stories


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Kidnapped and Gang-Raped

Shimmergirl on Forced Stories

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Shop’s going to be shut soon.’

‘Point being?’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Don’t’.

‘Don’t what?’

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

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

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

‘You fucking what?’

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

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

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

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

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

‘My turn’.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sue's Bad Luck

donna_mom on Forced Stories

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

i didnt know what to do part 2

callivercunt on Forced Stories

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

thanks for reading

The Golfers

incubus123420 on Forced Stories

I had lived on the east coast my entire life. I was sick of the same old people, with the same old drama, in the same old town. I wanted to get as far away as I could. College was my saviour. University of Hawaii was perfect. It was just about as far away from home as I could get, and fuck, its paradise right? I fit in immediatly, I loved to surf, and had that surfer-chick image going for me already.. you know, slim, toned body, and long wavy brown hair. And above everything, I liked to party. <br><br>
I lived in a house with several roomates, but they all worked during the day. I loved the privacy of our neighborhood, especially since I could tan in my backyard in skimpy bikinis. Our house backed up to a golf course, and golfers usually waved to me, but never stopped to t
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alk. One afternoon, two 40-something year old men actually took a break from their precious game of golf to come over and offer me a few shots of the brandy they were brown bagging. We chatted for a few minutes, they were tourists from Idaho and were only in town a few more days. It was later in the afternoon, so I told Richard and Mike good luck on their game and that I needed to study.
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The following afternoon I was in the backyard tanning, and the same two men approached me. I asked if they were playing another game, but they just stared at me for a second. Suddenly, one of them grabbed me and wrestled me to the ground. I screamed, but it was useless... no one would hear me over my neighbor's blasting hip hop. Richard quickly untied my bikini and dropped it to the ground while Mike held a small knife to my neck. They said the classic line, "do what we say and we wont hurt you." I couldn't believe this was happening.
<br><br> They forced me unto my knees and bound my hands. Mike pulled out his dick, It was long and skinny.. maybe around 8 inches. He forced it into my mouth and started to fuck my face. I wanted this to end, so i hoped that maybe if I just suck them off they would let me go. <br>
"Look at this Rich, the fucking slut likes it!" Richard, wanting a piece of the action, pushed me down on all fours. I was focusing on not choking on Mike's cock when I felt two fingers slip into my pussy. To my surprise, I started to get wet as Richard slowly massaged my clit and fingered me. It didn't last long though, as I soon felt his cock line up with my damp hole. In one stroke he forced his entire length into me, I thought i was going to break! <br><br>
Mike pulled out his cock as his cum shot all over my face. Richard was still pumping in and out of me furiously. As mike watched, he took two fingers and jammed them into my ass. I screamed in pain, but he wouldn't pull them out. I begged him to stop, but he continued to massage his fingers in and out of my ass. Richard slowed his fucking and came inside me. Cum started dripping down my legs<br><br>

Mike climbed underneath me, and holding the knife to my neck, forced me to start riding him. I've always liked being on top, as it makes me orgasm almost everytime, but this was all wrong. Scared to death, I started rocking my hips back and forth. Richard wasted no time, and soon kneeled behing me. He dipped his cock in my dripping pussy once, and then slowly pushed the tip against my asshole. Both cocks were soon inside me. It hurt terribly at first, but somehow I actually started to feel good. I think the men could tell I was close to orgasming, and started fucking me violently. I came hard, and fell forward on top of Mike, exhausted. They continued to fuck me until they both came once again.
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Standing up, they threw my towel at me. They laughed, staying they were getting on a plane tomorrow, so there was no reason to bother calling the police. I wrapped myself in my towel.. and to their surprise, invited them inside for drinks... I wanted to see what else these men could do..

to be continued.

Always be wary of who you get a lift with..

afterdark9 on Forced Stories


This Forced Gay Sex, Slave, and all totally Made up, please enjoy it, I have re read this and tried to put the correct grammer in, so this is now in the correct place....You will need to read it all again,I hope to continue the further chapters after Chapter 3.Please enjoy it, I must say I get a hard on,just going through it again..........

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Some years ago while hitch hiking around Europe, I got a lift with two Belguim men, they opened the car door,asked where I wanted to go, Ghent I said, ok they said get in and the front passenger got out and I slid into the front seat next to the driver. The man who got out then proceeded to get back in ,it was a tight squeeze on the bench seat..

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>Off we went down the road , we got talking about many things,they spoke excellent English, and the subject soon got around to sex,well at 18 years old,very inexperienced in that field,I was getting quite exited,and my cock was getting hard and grew in my pants. What I had not realised was that these two men were Gay, well they prefered straight men, and after traveling about 10 miles,the man to my left who was about 27 years old, put his hand on my thigh and started to rub the inside of my leg. Excuse me I said,I am not that way inclined, he took no notice of my protests, and continued to put his hand onto my flies and drew the zip open..... Your thinking why did,nt I move my arms ,well they sorted that problem very quickly, by having me sat in the center position, as soon as I moved forward they moved each arm behind their backs, and I was stuck.So there was nothing I could do to prevent them from touching me.

The driver of the car, took a right hand turn and followed a dirt track, he drove for about a further 3 miles and stopped, in the meantime his buddy had taken my cock out my pants and started to rub the end very gently, giving me an even greater hard-on, he then bent his head and started to suck my cock, which was begining to ooze pre-cum.By the time the car stopped he had very carefully removed my jeans to ankle level, and had brought my under pants down below my knee,s , so I was sat there with one very hard cock ,partially naked ,with two very horny men , who announced that their intention was to fuck me ......

When the driver stepped out of the car both my hands were released , and I got out trying to run,but of course I tripped over my own trousers and landed in a heap on the floor...The taller one of the men lowered his body on top of me ,pinning me to the ground, his pal had taken his own trousers and underclothes off ,and put his hardening dick on my lips, I was,nt really not in a position to argue and the pressure of the other mans weight of my body,was getting very heavy,and I opened my mouth to try and capture extra air,I caught his cock, in it came, and the man held my head quite tightly,and proceeded to fuck my mouth. He took my right hand and told to fondle his balls, I did as I was told, the other man got off my body, he removed all of his clothes , came and laid down beside and started stroking my cock again, Then he realised that I had two hands, he released my cock and moved into a position were he could access my other hand and told rub/stroke it.I did just that and started to rub his cock very fast, he did,nt need much encouragement ,I quickly brought him off and his sperm came out and covered my face, and dripped off my chin, and onto my chest, His friend saw what happened ,he quickly came himself, and held my head even tighter, and exploded inside my mouth, most of which I was forced to swallow, the rest just slipped out of my mouth onto my chest with the other spunk......I took my own hand and placed on my cock and wanked myself silly, I needed to cum, they just watched me, while wanking there own cocks back to an erection, I came in floods of sperm, It flew out of me ,up my chest , and just dripped out of the end of my cock.......,The taller of the men, bent down beside took my now flacid cock,and started to suck it,cleaning off my sperm and giving me a slow wank, his own cock became hard again,and they ordered me to lie on my belly, I turned over, and got on the my knees, & the shorter one got down and started to finger my arse, he was putting his finger in with longer strokes and encouraged my arse to become wider, ...

Well his now very hard cock found its own way (Just like a homing pigeon) up my bottom and into my anal passage, and with his right hand ,he manouvered me into a position where he could stroke my now hardening cock, he started to whisper in my ear, that he would like me to cum the same time as him, and he really started ram his cock into me,I had never had this type of sex before, and I can honestly I was,nt aiming to repeat it, ...

He suddenly pulled his cock out of me ,quickly to be replaced by his friends cock,that was even bigger, and I was lifted off the ground to a 45 degree angle, still being fucked,and now finding a hard cock entering my mouth as well, I started to wank my own cock it was ready for a nice pussy, (Girl), that was not going to happen. My arse shagger was begining to wind up like a coiled spring and with a swift grab of my hips,unleashed torrents of hot spunk inside me, he kept comming,it seemed endless ,but at last his cock plopped out ,and his friend came in my mouth,with gusto,spunk everywhere, I did,nt like the taste and I cannot abide the smell, but that was not stopping them ......

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When they had finished with me,I heard them say that I could I would make a good sex slave, and they would enhance their collection, Im not a bloody ornament, I said, shut the fuck up, the tall one said,you will do as you are told, get yourself dressed,and get in the car, back seat. Well I had to do as I was told,as I had no means of getting away from them especially in the middle of nowhere,I felt that if I went along with their order I could find a way out at a later date.......

We drove for about an hour and a half,through towns and the countryside, until we came to a rather grand affair on the left hand side of the road, they turned into and drove up a long drive, it ended at a large Mock Tudor house, with leaded windows, a large front door, with a great big over sized brass door knocker....The tall man got out of the car to be greeted by a youth of about 15 years old,hello Sir he said, the youth had some type of ragged uniform on, then I realised it was a large cloth flap which covered his genetalia, and as he came down the short step the man lifted the flap and openly fondled the youths cock, he said I hope you have,nt been wasting any of your spunk have you ,and with that statement squeezed his cock , No Sir,I have,nt touched it, the man then turned his attention to the youths arse , bend over slut he said,he bent over and the man felt inside his arse cheeks, and then smacked bottom hard,the youth winced, and said nothing, he straightened himself up and went back inside the house..

They called to me to get out of the car, he said there is one rule which you will obey,you will do exactly as we tell you,and you don,t masturbate, your spunk is for our pleasure only, do you understand, I nodded Yes...Now go into the house and speak to (A2) you are going to be known as (A9), and you will refer to us as SIR1 & SIR2, off you go (A2) will tell you exactly what is expected of you,.

Do please write a reveiw of this my first Complete Gay Story, is it good,bad or indifferent,and should I write chapter 2,

Chapter 2....

I was taken upstairs to what was going to be my living quarters, (A2) started to remove my clothing, and told to go and shower,as the Masters expected everyone to be clean & smell fresh.Well I must admit I did smell of stale spunk ,sweat etc, so it was a pleasure to get under a warm shower. Having dryed myself off I was given a uniform of sorts, It was a one piece,with very easy access to both my cock and arse.(A2) said I must always make my self available to the Masters ,as they both had a insatiable appetite for sex , and I would soon find out that they would want to fuck me,or watch being fucked at least 2-3 times a day......It was about 7pm I after having a reasonable meal (At least they looked after your welfare)was told by (A7) to make my way downstairs and present myself to my Masters in the drawing room, (A7) was a man in his early 20s, very tall,muscular body and I assume a big dick to match,although I did,nt see it.....

I made my way downstairs to the Masters in the drawing room, and found them sitting down on a chesterfield settee, SIR1 told to come over to him, he told me to kneel down and suck his cock,I did,nt really have much choice,I proceeded,to take hold of his zip,pull it down,remove his now growing cock,and wrap my lips around the bell end,oh thats good he said,and took hold of my head and started to force his cock further down my throat.I really went to town on his cock, licked the shaft up & down, rubbing my fingers in such a way he nearly came,but I wouldn,t let him.Took his big balls in my mouth sucked them with some force,and then released, SIR1 was beside himself, he quite clearly thought I was the best thing since sliced bread, I even tugged on his pubic hair ,he liked a little S&M, He was telling or should say shouting at the top of his voice that he was going to ejaculate, SIR2, reminded him that my arse was tight ,and would he like fuck my arse and cum inside me,with that suggestion,he quickly removed his cock from my mouth, and shoved it straight up my arse,it hurt because his cock was bulging with blood filled veins, and he only rode me for a couple of mins,and suddenly all hell was let loose, he came so much spunk I just could not accomodate it ,and it eased out of bottom and made a mess on the floor, (A6) was called and told to lick my arse and my cock and then the floor,in that order,hurry man we have guests comming in half an hour, (9) , he told me go upstairs immediatly ,I want you washed and ready by the time our guests arrive.......

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1/2 hour later I was summond down stairs once again, but told to remove any clothes I had on before comming down,this I did,,,there three extra men in the room, One was a fat man , thier was a youth of about 17 with him, I noticed that the fat man was fondling this boys cock , pulling it and slapping it, the other man was a tall thin man aged I would guess about 40 yrs,,, Sir 1 & 2, called me over,introduced me as thier new toy,and said I have a very accomodating bottom and he recomended trying me out ,while the night was still young.....

The tall man ,came over told me to stand up, now bend over,I did,and I did not forget it , Whack, a cane of some type started to beat the cheeks of my arse, sore,it was red raw by the time he finished, and I was in agony, but that was not going to stop their, I was still in the bent position, when I felt a large cock starting jab its way into my anus, I cryed out in pain, hoping he would give up, that was just like red rag to a bull, He rammed his cock up me as far as he could go, held my shoulders firmly, grabbed the back of my hair , and fucked me, without any form of passion or emotion, that hard rod was like a jack hammer, and then it happened he pulled my hair extra tight , put his left around to the front of my body,and started to wank me, I did,nt have long to wait, he came in torrents, he was still stroking my cock, but doing that, he lost his balance and fell over taking me with him, landing on top of me, no one was hurt,but when he fell on me ,he managed to poke my mouth with his very hard cock, and so it all began again, but this time both SIRS got involved as well.The tall mans cock was firmly in my mouth,SIR1 clambered around to my rear and proceeded to fuck me once again, and SIR2 told me to lie in such a position, for him to stick his cock in my arse as well.......I was nearly split in half.........They were all going like hammer and tongs, then I suddenly felt three volcano,s about to release their contents, and off they went one after another, I felt a bit like Cleopatra bathing in spunk instead of asses milk.I was covered in it,they all withdrew their weapons and left me, a big sticky mess on the floor, (A6 & A7), came downstairs and collected me , and I was put into a large bath tub, and scrubbed clean,..Every hole on my body was very sore....Whilst I was lying in the bath I could hear the Fat Man fucking the youth that they brought with them, and he like me was being totally abused, and 15 mins later, he was brought upstairs and thrown into the bath with me, I got out and left him and (A6&A7)to give him the rough treatment.........................

I slept well that night ,apart from about 3am, when I felt a hand put over my mouth, and someone stroking my very sore cock, I told them to FUCK off, they left me to sleep.......At about 7.30am I was awoken with a sharp tug, get up I was told the Masters require you and (A6) down stairs in their bedrooms, so off I went,didnt have time to refresh myself. We both made our way downstairs (A7), said you ,pointing at me go to SIR2 & (A6) go to SIR1...I opened the door, and was told to come and lie on his bed next to him, He could see that my bottom was still red raw from the night before,and said he would not fuck me today (Oh how kind of him I thought), but that will not stop me giving him a blow job. Now I want you to rim my arse "now" he said, he rolled over onto his belly, and stuck his arse into my face, I hesitated , this was not my scene, my thinking time finished with a timely whack to the side of my head, Lick me now, or I will hurt you, reluctantly I put my tongue into his puckering anus and started to lick, (Im glad he washed) well I spent about 15mins sliding my tongue up and down, even lowering my head to give some Tea Bagging, he loved it,Hold my cock hard slut, stroke my cock he kept whimpering, suck it , love the end of my cock, make me want your cock , up my arse (I had,nt bargained for this) ......Well he took hold of my cock and spat on it, put his knees on to the bed and proceeded to feed my hard cock up his arse, now fuck me you pussie, he told me that if I did ,nt increase my stroke and pump harder, he would get SIR1, to take me again, I increased my pace, I rammed , and I came my spunk flooded inside him, he came as well, all over the bedclothes......I pulled out of him, and just lay on the bed,knackered, he said rest, I don,t call 15 mins long to rest.................

The Master went off to shower & feed, whilst I went back upstairs to clean up....While was washing myself, I could just here a conversation between the Masters, they were discussing my future, I heard them say that they had prospective buyers comming tomorrow, he was going to get a good price for me, well I thought this may be a route of escape...............A9 come here ,yes sir I replied,and quickly made my way down stairs, come into the drawing room the voice said, I went in and there was SIR1 sitting on a bench type chair with a suspended bar hanging just beside him.... He called me over, as usual I was without clothing,they felt we were less likely to play with ourselves if were naked....

I want you to lie on this bar faceing away from me, I did,and then he tied my wrists to the bar,and then raised the bar to about 5 feet high....I suddenly felt very vunerable, he took a large cane off the wall and started hitting my bottom, I screamed to him that I was promised NO corporal punishment today, he said I will do as I like,and you will do as you are told....I had no choice......Whack Whack Whack, it stung every time it came down on my cheeks, then the torture started , he rubbed salt water into my sores, now that did sting, I nearly passed out........When he finished, he swung around to face him, my little cock had shrivled , but he soon changed that, he took my cock in his hand and started to stroke it and quickly brought it back to life, he said SIR2 was now wanting to fuck me ,sore bottom or no sore bottom, he wanted me now...SIR 2 came into the room, I was still hanging off the bar, my erect cock waving in front of me , he came over and grabbed hold of it,and SIR1 left him to it, whilst holding my now very firm cock,he turned me round to taker a closer look at the damaged flesh on my arse, he was still stroking me ,playing with the end, I yet again was getting extremely horny, and sadly, even desiring his cock up my hole, as I had no choice anymore, a cock up my pussie was better than nothing at all, and given the circumstances I now found myself in.......

He inspected my arse ,licked his middle finger,and proceeded to drive it up my back passage, again no emotion or care shown,just his own lust for my arse.He really went to town, he continued to stroke my cock, and whispering,how he was going yet again fuck my mouth he kept telling me that my cock would find relief very soon,and with that statement called A6 into the room and told him to suck me off,this young boy was told to stroke his own cock at first and then take my cock into his mouth.This he did,and soon the force of SIR2 up my arse was pushing my cock into A6s mouth........While this was going on A6 had orders to wank himself off, SIR2 was really ramming his big hard cock in and out of me, I could feel every stroke , and A6 was sucking my weapon and I could feel the build-up of spunk comming to the surface, I was about to explode, and then it all happened I came ,cum was shooting into A6s mouth ,and SIR2 was comming into me...It came in torrents, he must have loosed a gallon of sperm up me (Well thats what it felt like ,well more than a teaspoonful)....White stuff was dripping out my arse and A6s mouth, and then A6 came ,his cum flew across the back of the wall , and we all seemed relieved , and I was still hanging on the bar....he untied my wrists, lowered me to the floor,and told to go rest & bathe, and he expected back down in 5 hours.......

Our Night of Terror

robodud on Forced Stories


My wife and I were working around the house when we heard a police helicopter circling around overhead. It seemed like it was close to the house so we decided to go outside to see what was going on. We figured that we would step out back so that we would not draw attention to the helicopter. We watched as it circled a couple of times over the house and then decided that we would go back in and look out front to see if we could see if there were any police cars in the neighborhood. As we approached the back door three large men came around the corner of the house and told us to get in the house.Â

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Since one of them was holding a gun we did as we were told.

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After they followed us into the house we were told to sit on the kitchen chairs where they tied our arms and legs. They started walking around the house checking everything out and making sure that the curtains were closed and the doors were locked. The biggest one then walked over to us and told us that we would be alright as long as we did not give them any trouble. He said that they would only stay for a little while until things calmed down outside and they could get away. One of the men went over to the front window to check to front to see what was going on. He said that the police were still cruising the neighborhood so it could take awhile.

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One of the men then came over and untied my wife, Joan, and told her to cook them something to eat. She was quite nervous and just stood there looking at them afraid to move. The biggest one came over to me and stuck the gun to my head and told her to start moving or she could cook my brains. Joan then went to the refrigerator and took out some hamburger patties and asked them if that was enough. They all said fine and told her to get to work. She then cooked up six hamburgers and put some chips on plates for them. She was then told to sit down while they ate but they did not tie her up again.

After they all ate their hamburgers, one of the men went back over to the window and said that a couple of police cars were still outside.

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One of the men turned to us and said that they were going to have to spend the night so we should all get comfortable. Another one of the men turned on the TV to see what was on and asked me if we had any porno channels. I told him that sometimes Showtime had some porno shows on but we did not have any dedicated to porno. They carried me and my chair into the living room and told Joan to come sit on the couch. They made her sit between two of the guys and had her show them how to use the satellite TV. They settled on an HBO show that had some nudity and sex in it.

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They then introduced themselves as Jerry, Pete and Tony and said that we might as well all get comfortable as they were going to have to stay for awhile. With that Pete told Joan that she should go get into her pj’s and told Jerry to help her. Joan said that she was comfortable with what she had one but Pete said that it was not a question but an order and she should do as he said.

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Joan got up to walk into the bedroom but told Jerry that he did not need to help her as she would be right out. Jerry said that she was not going anywhere alone and pushed her down the hall. I could hear Jerry pulling clothes out of the drawers and telling her what would look good on her. After about 10 to 15 minutes they came back out again with Joan wearing a silk bath robe that came to just above her knees. She looked at me with eyes that said both that she was sorry and that she was scared to death. I knew that they did not have time for anything to happen but I also knew that Jerry probably saw everything as she changed.

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Jerry then said that they missed out by not watching Joan change as she had the best looking tits he has seen in some time. Jerry said that he picked out a baby doll nighty with see through panties. Joan just looked down so not to make eye contact with me or anyone else as she sat there and tried to make her robe cover as much as possible.

Pete reached over and started rubbing her leg and telling her how smooth and soft they were. He then said “Why don’t you take off the robe and let’s see how pretty you are.”

Joan just looked at him and said “Please, don’t make me do this. We have done everything that you have asked and will be good as long as you are here but please don’t make me do this.”

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Pete just looked at her “You will take the robe off or I will cut it off but the robe is coming off so you decide.”

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Joan reached down and untied the belt to the robe and slide it off her shoulders. Pete reached behind her and grabbed the robe and tossed it aside. The nighty barely covered her panties as it came down to the bottom of her crotch. From where I was sitting I could plainly see the white panties and knew that they were going to see everything. Pete told her to stand up and let him have a look.

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Joan stood up but did not move as they looked her over. Tony then told her to turn around so that he could see the total package. Joan was made to turn all the way around as they each took in the site of her being almost nude. They all whistled and someone yelled out “yeah, baby we are going to have a good time tonight.”

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Joan was made to sit back down but both Tony and Pete were rubbing her legs and thighs as now most of her legs were showing. Tony pulled her leg over closer to him which opened her up for Jerry to get a good look at her panties. Tony started rubbing the inside of her leg as Pete was running his hand up and down the top of the other leg.

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Jerry said that he needed to get comfortable now too and proceeded to undress down to his boxers. He had a massive chest and the bulge in his boxers said that he had a cock to match it. With that Pete and Tony both stood up and stripped down to their boxers and showed that these were three very large cocks staring at her.

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Pete looked at Joan and said “Don’t you want to rub my leg too now that it is bare.” Joan reached out and ran her hand up and down his leg but stayed down by his knee as she rubbed slowly in small motions. Pete said “Don’t be shy girl. You can rub it or take it out and stroke it but it needs a little attention.”

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Joan did not move her hand so Pete grabbed it and pushed it inside his boxers. Joan’s eyes got wide as she made contact with his massive cock. Pete kept a hold of her wrist so Joan could not pull away. Pete looked at her and said “Wrap your fingers around it so we can work it up and down and see if we can make it come to life.” Tears started running down Joan’s cheek as she said “Please don’t make me do this. I really don’t want to do this, please.”

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Pete told Tony to get the gun and blow my head away as they were going to have to show Joan what happens when they are not treated nicely. Joan said please don’t, I understand and will do as you say. I closed my eyes as she wrapped her fingers around his engorged cock and had her hand worked up and down it’s length. I could hear Pete as he said “Oh yeah baby, your fingers feel wonderful around my cock. I want you to work that hand up and down on your own now and make it feel real good for me.”

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Joan must have been doing as he said because I could hear him “That’s right baby keep working it up and down, squeeze just a little harder as you work on my cock so it will feel real good. That’s it baby you are doing real good.”

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My mind was working overtime as all I could think about was how good it felt when Joan would work on my cock like that. I could feel the stirring in my loins as I pictured in my mind what was going on. I was brought out of my thoughts as I heard a different voice say “Oh yeah, that’s it. It feels real good, keep working it.” My eyes flashed open as I heard the new voice. What I saw was Joan had both Pete’s and Tony’s cock in her hands and was working them both. Joan was in the middle and had a hand on each cock and was working her hands up and down on each of them.Â

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A deep pang of jealousy went through me as I watched my wife of 15 years work on strange cocks for the first time. I knew there was nothing I could do to help her and knew that this was just the beginning.

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Jerry got up from his seat and walked over to the couch that the three of them were sitting at and knelt down in front of Joan. He reached up to Joan and started sliding the panties down her legs. Joan was looking at him as if to say don’t do this to me but was saying nothing as tears were running down her face. Jerry managed to work the panties down to her ankles and off of her. He reached between her legs and moved her legs out a little as he lowered his head. As he made contact I heard Joan say “Oh my god no.” Jerry paid her little attention as he started running his tongue in and out of her cunt and licking her lips. Here was my sweet little wife working two cocks with her hands while another was licking her cunt and nibbling on her clit.

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I tried twisting and turning to work my way free but I was getting nowhere as the binds were too tight. All I could do was watch as my wife was being used as there toy. I could see Joan’s eye shut as the tongue on her clit was working it back and forth.

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I then noticed that Joan was breathing real deep and her hands seemed to be working a little faster. Then I heard Joan cry out “No, please no, not this.”Â

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Joan started shaking and her bottom started jumping up and down like she was trying to move away from the mouth. It did no good as Jerry kept working his tongue in her cunt and up and down her clit. I could tell from the way that Joan was acting that she was starting to climax for Jerry. I guess that Jerry noticed to as he soon stopped and got up to stand in front of her.

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Jerry dropped his boxers and said “I guess one good favor deserves another so it is your turn to make me cum.” With that he moved his good sized cock to Joan’s mouth. It must have been a good 9” long and very thick. Joan’s eyes got very big as he brought it to her lips. Jerry rubbed it against her lips and told her to open up.

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Joan did not stop working on the two cocks beside her as she opened her mouth to accept a third. Jerry moved forward and stuffed about half his dick into her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and moved his dick in and out of her mouth. Jerry said “Oh you would not believe how good this feels. She has a velvet mouth and a tongue that feels like heaven. I will enjoy this blowjob and coming in this sweet mouth.”

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Pete finally moved her hand away and said “I can’t take anymore without cuming on your hand and that is the last place I want to land my seed.” He stood up and lowered his boxers and released a cock every bit as big and thick as Jerry’s. I could not help but feel guilt and jealous at the same time as mine was not nearly as thick as either of them and was a couple of inches shorter.

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Tony stood up and removed his boxers as well and revealed the biggest of the three as he was over 10” and as thick as my wrist. Tony then proceeded to rip the baby doll nighty off so everyone was completely naked except me. Tony sat back down and started licking and sucking on her tit. I could see him suck her tit in and then lick all around it and then suck it in again.

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Pete sat back down and reached his hand down and stuck first one and then two fingers into her hole. He was working his fingers in and out at a very rapid pace as she sucked on a cock and had her tit worked over.

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Jerry then said “Yeah baby that feels so good. You have me almost there so keep sucking it down as you bring me off. I am about to cum in your sweet little mouth you have made me feel so good, now keep that tongue working as you bring me off.” His hand was holding the back of her head as he was working his cock in and out of her mouth. He then announced “Here it comes baby so drink it down for me. Hold on while I shoot my load into this pretty mouth of yours.” I could see Joan tense up and try to pull back but the hand at the back of her head held her steady. Right then I noticed the muscles on Jerry’s ass clinch and he said “Oh yeah, oh this is great. I can’t stop cumming in this pretty mouth. Yeah it feels so good baby as you drink it down.”

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I looked over at Joan’s throat to see that she was swallowing and swallowing and knew that she was drinking down quite a load of spunk. I was not sure how she felt about this as she hardly ever let me cum in her mouth and when she did she normally rinsed her mouth out right after. I knew there would be no rinsing this time.

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As soon as Jerry pulled his cock out of Joan’s mouth I heard her whimper “Oh no not again, not right now.” She threw her head back as Pete worked his fingers in and out of her cunt. Joan then made a “aarrrrgggghhhhhhhhhh, oh my god, I can’t stop it. I can’t stop myself.” She started shaking and moving her ass up and down and I knew that she was starting to cum herself.

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Pete said “Ok you are ready for some real fun now.” He stood up and pushed her down on the couch and made her lie on her back. Pete lowered himself down on top of her as he lined up his cock for entry. I could not help but watch as he moved his cock forward as it made it’s slow entry. He worked the head in first and held it there as if to give her a chance to expand for his size. He pulled it back out and slide about half of it in this time before pulling back out again. The third time he pushed it back in he put about half of it in and held it there. He then looked at Joan and said “Are you ready for this. Are you ready to be penetrated deeper than you ever have before. Do you want this cock to sink all the way in and feel the biggest cock you have ever felt deep in your womb.”

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Joan cried out “No, please don’t do this to me. We are trying to have a baby and I am not protected. I don’t want to have a baby with you so please don’t do this.”

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“Well, it looks like it is breeding time then because you are about to take more cum than your puny husband could give you in a month. By the time we are finished with you, you will be lucky that you don’t have triplets” came Pete’s reply.

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Joan did not say a word but I watched as she put her hands on his ass as he sank the full length of his cock into her. Pete started working his cock in and out of her real slow and would hold still when he had the full length of himself inside.

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Joan finally said “I can’t believe that I am going to cum again. I am so sorry that I can’t control my body but I can’t stop myself. Your cock makes me feel so full and yes you are deeper than anybody that I have ever had. It feels so different to have a cock this size in me and you are making me feel every inch as you work it in me so slow.” “Oh fuck I can’t stop myself, I am going to cum. Please push it in me real hard as I cum. Let me feel you deep inside me as I cum and cum.”Â

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Pete pushed in real hard and held it deep inside her as her whole body shook from the orgasm that was taking over her whole being.  Her hands were now clinching his ass as she felt the orgasm overtake her.

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As Joan started coming down from her orgasm, Pete started working his cock in and out at a much faster pace and really started pounding into her. He said “Now baby, it is my turn to cum so I am going to pound this dick into you as I take us to wonderland. You are going to have the best fuck you ever had as I pound this monster inside you and put it deeper than you have ever had a cock.” He lifted one of Joan’s legs so that he could get his dick in even further as he pounded her for all he was worth.

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Joan then said “Please do not cum inside me, please pull it out before you cum. I do not want you to shoot off inside me. You can put it in my mouth as you cum but please do not stay inside me.” “I don’t want to have your baby, so please do not cum in me. I don’t want to have your baby.”

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Pete then said “You are getting me so close. Your muscles are clinching just right as you squeeze my cock. It feels real good as I work this in and out of your velvet walls. You have stretched out real nice to make my cock feel real good inside you. You are getting me so close.”

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About that time Joan started moving her ass up and down again as another orgasm started to overtake her. She just said “I can’t believe that I can’t control my body as it let’s me down like this. It feels so big inside me and I feel so full. I can’t believe that I have all that inside me. Oh god yes, yes I am going to cum, yesssssssss I am cummming again.” With that she threw her arms around his back and was trying to grab his shoulders as he kept pounding into her. “Oh no, you are going to cum in me and make a baby. Push it in me real hard as we make a baby. I know that you are going to cum in me and we are going to make a baby together. You are so deep that when you shoot they are going to be right there making a baby.” Yes, fuck me, fuck me, give me a baby. Yes, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, give me a baby. Cum, cum in me, give me a baby, give me a baby. Yes, yes, that’s it fuck me, fuck. Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes, cum, cum in me.”

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Pete finally let out a “It’s too much, it feels too good. Yeah, this feels too good. Unnnnngggg oh take it all as it pours out of me.” He pushed in real hard and held it there so I knew that he was not going to pull out when he came.

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Joan cried out “Yes, inside me. I want you to cum inside me. Cum in me and make a baby in me. I am cummming so hard as you shoot your baby juice in me.” At the same time she was clawing his back and slamming her cunt forward to take more of him as he shot load after load inside her womb. They were both climaxing and their bodies were meshing into each other as they both got off.

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As Pete stopped pumping his cock inside her he said “Sorry, but it felt too good to pull out. You were on fire as we reached our peaks and there was no way I was pulling out when our bodies were on fire like that. Deep down I think you wanted to feel me getting off inside you anyway as you were not pulling back but pumping my cock as I came inside you. Face it baby you wanted that as much as I did. You wanted me to shoot this baby juice inside you. You wanted me to plant this seed inside you.” He was not pulling out as he let his climax subside and his cock shrink inside her.

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Joan then said “I have done as you said and let you use me as you wished. I believe that the cops have gone now so you can make it away safely. Can you leave us now? We will not tell anyone you were here or anything about you, I promise. You have planted a baby inside me and had your fun so please leave us alone now.”

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Pete started moving his cock back and forth inside her as he said “We have decided that this is a good hangout for a while. A place we can hide out until things cool down. I think we are going to be here for a few days so you might as well get used to this as you are going to have more cock in you in the next three days than you have in the past year. Now be real good and make us all feel like I just felt. Are you ready for round two?” “Are you ready for more baby juice to be planted in that factory of yours? We plan on putting so much baby juice in you that you might just stay pregnant for years.”

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With that Pete started working his cock in and out a little faster. Just as he was working up a good rhythm I heard Tony say “Hey wait a minute, You and Jerry have both gotten off inside this sweet thing so it my turn to show her a real cock.” “Now move aside as I shove a real cock inside that love tunnel.”

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Pete pulled out and got up with his cock still as hard as it could get. “Ok, have your turn but I am far from done for the night. That was the sweetest fuck I have had in a year so don’t ruin it for me.”

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Tony just stood over Joan letting her look at the monster that was about to enter her. He took it in his hand and waved it at her and said “You think that pencil dick of Pete’s took you to new highs wait until you have this prize inside that tight twat of yours. You will think that you have won the grand prize when this works it’s magic inside you.”

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Joan said “Please not now. I am messy and need to clean up and am a little sore from Pete’s fucking. I don’t think that it is going to fit inside me anyway as I have never had anything that size before. Let me rest for a while and clean up first.”

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Tony lay down next to her and said “Honey, you are going to need the lubrication from Pete’s cum to get this inside you so don’t worry about the mess. I am sure that once this monster starts working it’s magic inside you, you will forget all about taking a rest. You are about to feel more pleasure than you ever have.”

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With that Tony rolled over on top of Joan and pointed his cock at it’s entrance. Tony looked at Joan and said “Now relax and enjoy as this weapon is about to enter its hanger and get ready for take off.” He pushed forward as the head worked its way inside. He pulled it back and pushed forward again as about an inch made its way inside.

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 On the third try he had about three inches inside her and he held it there as Joan yelled “No, it is too big. It is never going to fit inside me. Please take it out as it hurts too much.”

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Tony just lay still as he let Joan get use to the monster being inside her. He was kissing her neck and I could hear him whispering in her ear. “You feel as good as I thought you would honey and I am going to let you get use to my size but I am not going to pull out so relax and I promise you will enjoy this like never before.” “We are going to make beautiful music together baby and you are going to have the time of you life.” “I am going to push a little more inside you now but I am going to take it nice and slow as we have all night.”

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With that he pushed forward a little further but still half of his cock was not inside her. He started to slowly pull his cock back out and then slide it forward as he was working it in a little at a time. He was using the first five inches on her as he would pull out and push slowly back in. He did this about ten times and then pushed forward until he had about 8 inches inside her.

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Joan’s eyes opened wide as he slide in and held it. She grabbed his ass and squeezed as he held his 8 inches in her. She said “Your cock is so big that it is stretching me more than I can stand. I can’t believe that you have so much inside me. I hope that I have all of you as I can’t take much more.”

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Tony stopped pushing but whispered “I am almost there sweet thing but there is more to take so take a deep breath as push the rest inside you. Once you have it all you will see that the pain is going to be overtaken by the most pleasure that you have ever felt. Now prepare yourself as I push the rest inside so we can make some fine music together.”

Tony pulled his cock almost all the way out and then in one rapid motion shoved it all the way in until you would hear skin slapping skin. Tony held it there for a minute and then slide back and slammed it home again.

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Joan cried out “Oh my, you have it all the way inside me. I think I can feel it in my belly you are so deep. I did not think that I would be able to take it all. The pain is starting to stop so please just hold it inside me as I get use to your size.”

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Tony was sliding back and forth in small motions just to make about an inch slide in and out as he let her get accustomed to his size. He was making sure that he stayed as far inside her as he could while still trying to start fucking her. As he worked an inch back and forth for a while then he started sliding it a little further out and then back deep. As he made it work about half of him back out and back in I could hear the cum oozing and squishing around.

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Joan then cried out “Oh yes, this is starting to feel wonderful. Your cock has me feeling so full and it is working inside me so big, so long, so full. Yes, I think I can take it now so pound it in me as I take your cock in its full capacity. I want you to fuck me with this monster. I want to feel this cock pound me for all it is worth. I can’t stand it any more, I need you to fuck me and fuck me hard. I am yours now as I have never felt so full in my life and need to be fucked like never before. Please fuck me now as hard and as deep as you want. Pour some more seed in my womb and make a baby with me, your cock is so much deeper than Pete’s that your seed may beat his and make my baby. Yes, you are going to make a baby with me too as you pound me with this horse cock.”

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Tony started working the full length of his cock in and out of her now and was slowly working up speed. I could hear their bodies slap together as he bottomed out only to be repeated a second later. I looked over to see that Joan was now meeting his strokes with her ass moving up and down with his plunges.Â

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Joan yelled out “Yes oh yes this feels so good, drive your cock in me as it is driving me higher and higher. I have never felt so high being fucked before as your cock has me on fire. I want you to keep plunging this cock in me as you are taking me to places I have never been. I turn my body over to you and am trying to make it as good for you as you are making it for me. I am going to cum like never before and our bodies are going to rock and rock. Yes bring me off with this magnificent cock, work it in me.”

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Joan’s hands were clinching his ass and pushing him so he could get even more inside her as she was working herself toward a major climax. Tony was pounding her hard and fast now as he was overtaken by the sudden turn around in passion.

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Joan was the first to lose it as she cried out “Oh sweet jesus, yessss oh yesssss that’s it right there oh yesssssss. Now, I’m there now oh please cum with me, cum with me now. Plant your seed inside me, make me your bitch, give me a baby, give me a baby” She was bucking her hips like mad as she reached her climax.Â

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As Joan was bucking and dug her fingers into his ass it was more than Tony could take and he was pumping as hard as he could but it rapidly approached him too “I am there as we cum together. I knew you were going to get off on this but I didn’t know how on fire you could get. Baby, you are higher than any girl I’ve ever had and you are fucking me faster than I can handle. Here it cums baby so hang on as you have never felt a blast like this. I am going to shoot off right into your womb so there is no doubt that you will be pregnant after this. You are definitely going to have a baby with one of us or maybe even two of us will put twins in you.” With that he clenched his ass cheeks and shoved his monster to the hilt. I could see him make small pushes forward as he shot blast after blast into my sweet honey pot that I knew was not going to be mine any more.

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Joan said “Yes, we are cummmmmming together as I can feel you exploding inside me. I have never felt this good before as you have me on fire fucking me better than I ever have. We are cummmmmmmmmming together. Yessssssssss, I can feel it cummmmmming. Oh gawd yes fuck me, fuck me.”

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Tony and Joan must have locked together in a mind blowing climax for over a minute as both were rocking like nothing I have ever seen. Both were crying out as he pumped his seed inside Joan and Joan was digging her fingers into his ass making him push further in and was not letting him pull out. Even after they had both finished with their climax, Tony was still pumping his cock in and out He was starting to work a rhythm as he was plunging deep inside her.

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Joan then said “Yes, your cock did work it’s magic on me and I am feeling more fucked than I ever have and I love it. I want more of your cock as I want to feel that way again. If you can I want you to fuck me again until we can climax like that one more time. My body is yours now as I have never felt that way before. I want to be fucked and fucked hard by the biggest cock I have ever had. Please, will you fuck me one more time.”

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Tony told her “It would be my pleasure to please you again as I have never had a woman get off so much on my fucking her. I knew you would like it but I had no idea how much you would get off. I have more for you so get ready as we rock the world again.”

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With that Tony started pushing in real deep and real slow as they started to work up their rhythm again. Tony wrapped his arms around Joan as he sunk his sizable cock to the hilt only to pull it all the way out and slowly sink it back in.

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Joan wrapped her legs around him as he sunk his cock to the hilt and said “Your cock feels so good and so big as it fills me up. I just know that your seed will be the one to make my baby as your cock hits my womb as you sink it in. You are going to be the daddy of my little baby so fuck me one more time and give me your seed again. I want you to be the daddy of my baby. I love your cock and I love how it makes me feel so fuck me real slow and real hard as we cum together one more time and make a baby together.”

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Tony rolled her over and said “You take it as deep and as fast as you want honey, use my cock as you wish. I will hold off as long as you want and when you can’t take it anymore I will shoot off the biggest blast you have ever had and if you sink down all the way those little guys will have to swim downstream to reach your womb.”

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Joan leaned forward and gave Tony a deep and long kiss as she rocked her ass back and forth on his love stick.

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This gave Jerry an idea and he moved forward as the turn of events had gotten him hard as steel. He reached out and scooped up some of the cum that had leaked out and rubbed it up and down his cock. He made sure that he had his cock good and lubed up as he moved forward and over Joan.

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Jerry moved forward and started rubbing the head of his cock against the back entrance of Joan. Making her hole nice and wet as he was making it ready for his entry.

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Joan noticed what Jerry was getting ready to do and cried out “No, you can’t do that. Let me and Tony make love alone as we make a baby together. I want to make love with the daddy of my baby and that would ruin it. Please, just let us make love as we make a baby together.”

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Jerry was not having it as he pushed forward and said “You two can make a baby together but I am going to have my way with this sweet little ass. You are going to take me up the ass as you two make that baby you want.”

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With that Jerry pushed forward and got about half his cock inside her hole. He pulled back out to make it a little wetter and then pushed back in until he had himself buried to the depths of her sphincter. He started working his cock back and forth as Joan and Tony just stayed still getting used to this new intrusion.

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Tony started working his cock back and forth a little as he got used to the movement that Jerry was making and pretty soon they had worked up a good pace as they worked both their cocks in and out of her holes.

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Joan cried out “I am more stretched out that I ever have and have two of the largest cocks I have ever seen inside me at the same time. You are both going to take me at the same time until you cum together and fill me with more cum. This is not the way I wanted to make a baby but it feels real good as you both work your cocks inside me. I am turning my body over to you both as you work your cocks inside me. Make me your slave, make me love your cocks, make me love sex more than anything.”

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Jerry and Pete had worked out a pace that when one cock was deep inside the other was sliding out and then the other would slide deep. I could see that Joan was working her ass back against the invasion there and making it go deep as Jerry pushed forward.

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Joan yelled out “I am cummmmmmmmming again as your cocks have me on fire. I have never felt so full and so high in my life. This is the best sex a woman could ever feel and I am cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmming so hard. Pound your cocks in me and make me feel higher. Fuck me fast and fuck me hard. Please, fuck me hard with your magnificent cocks. Take me higher, take me higher.”

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With that Tony started pushing his cock into her as hard as he could and buried himself to the max only to pull out and slam it back in. “Your cunt is on fire as you take these two cocks honey. You are milking my cock as you cum for me. I am about to add more baby seed inside you as you are milking my cock so good. You are going to be so pregnant by the time we are through.”

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Jerry was the first to blast away as he reached his peak and emptied himself inside Joan’s ass. “Oh yeah, take my cum in this tight little virgin ass as I empty myself in you. I can’t take it any longer as I empty myself inside your ass. It feels so good as I blast away. Your ass is so tight and feels so good. Yeah baby, take it all, take all my cum as I empty myself inside you.”

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Jerry pulled out when he was done and rolled over on his back. “That was the best. Her ass was so tight I thought I was not going to be able to pull out. She stretched out for me so that I could pound my full length inside her as her ass muscles grabbed my cock and milked it dry. That had to be the best I ever had. I just want to use this sweet thing over and over again. Let’s just never leave.”

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Joan seemed to feel the same way as she said “Yes, cum in me and fill me up. Make a baby and then stay and fuck me until I deliver and then we can make another baby. Stay with me as we just keep fucking every day. I want your cocks, I want all your cocks. I don’t ever want to be without a cock in me. Give me a baby, fill me up and give me your baby.”

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Tony had about all he could take. “I am going to fill you up again. I am going to push in real hard and empty myself in your womb again as I feel it as I push in. I am so deep inside you that when I cum it will be right in your womb. We are going to make a baby inside you right now. Aaaaaaaarrrrrrgh, aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgh, here it cums.” With that he pushed in as far as he could and made short little strokes back and forth as he emptied himself once again.

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Joan totally lost it as she felt Tony cumming inside her. “Yes, I can feel you as you cum inside me and make a baby. I have never felt so full, so complete as you push so hard inside me. Your cock is so big and so deep inside me. Give me your cum, give me your seed. Make a baby inside me, make a baby inside me. Fuck me, fuck me hard, oh please fuck me, fuck me.” “I am cummmming for you as you empty yourself inside me. I am cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnggg so hard. Oh gawd, it feels so good as we cum together and make a baby. Please oh please don’t stop.”

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Well, nine months later Joan did deliver a baby girl and she is still with the three of them. I moved out of the house about a week after this all happened and filed divorce papers a couple of months after that. The last time that I saw her she is pregnant with her second child but has not settled on any one of the guys. Seems she has held true to her word that she wants a cock in her at all times.

Welcome Home

IcompugodI on Forced Stories


She was beautiful. At 22, she had the perfect body. Her chest filled a B cup to the brim, threatening to burst out at any moment. Her skin was baby soft all over her body, down her smooth, defined back, over her round firm ass, down her long trim legs.

She stepped into the apartment after fighting with the door. Her damn key never works for her; it's a stupid copy of the original and it sticks in the lock after you open it. She pushed the door shut behind her and began walking up the stairs. She was home from work, which was a plus, but her legs were pumped and sore from standing all night. Her calves burned with each step up the stairs, causing her to take her time. She hated her job, she hated the town she lived in, she couldn't think of one thing she enjoyed in her life.

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She reached the top of the stairs and looked around for her fiance or the puppy. Neither were in site, so she stepped toward the bathroom to wash her hands and get ready for bed. She nearly made it.

He grabbed her shirt from behind and pushed her against the wall. He demanded that she face the wall. She began to turn to protest, but he only pressed her harder and repeated the demand. She let herself sink against the wall under the weight of his hand, but remained when he removed it. Her bra became unnoticable around her body as he deftly unhooked it through her shirt. His hands grabbed the bottom of her shirt in the same moment, and pulled it and her bra over her chest to her arms. He easily hoisted her arms up in the air and ripped her shirt off.

He commanded her to keep her tits against the wall. She complied, hating how hard her nipples got pressed against the cold exterior wall. He ran his fingernails down her back, slipped them into the back of her jeans and pulled her hips towards him, using his other hand to keep her chest against the wall. She couldn't help the chills run through her body as his fingers dragged roughly against her displayed skin. Ripples of nervous energy seemed to eminate from his fingers, and find their ways her cold nipples and tingling pussy.

His arm reached around her and undid her pants as she stared at the blank wall. He slid his thumbs into her thong, and pulled it down along with her pants, slowly revealing the smooth, round, firm ass that I previously described. She felt the cool air of the room announce itself on her pussy with another chill that ran through her body. He slowly pulled her pants down to her ankles, lowering himself with them until he had her pussy right in his face. He could see the glimmer of her juices on her pussy. He instructed her to lift her right leg to pull her pants off, and she complied, spreading her legs ever so slightly to do so.

"Take your hand off the wall, and put your finger in your wet pussy." He commanded of her.

He watched from underneath as her hand slid down the front of her body, wrapping itself over her lips. She probed herself for no more than a moment before slipping her middle finger into herself. She was as wet as he had though. He pulled off her other pant leg, spreading her legs just a bit more. He loved the view he had of her finger sliding in and out of her baby smooth pussy.

He stood up behind her, and she could feel his pressence but not his body. He was far enough away to not make contact. That ended when he ran his fingers, with both his hands, down each of her sides simultaniously. She plunged her finger deep into herself as his fingers came from under her arms to her hips and moaned into the cold wall.

She heard him undo his pants, but any move she made to pull herself from the wall, or to turn to him, only resulted in him pressing his hand to her back and smashing her chest harder against the wall. He told her to put both of her hands back on the wall. She hesitated, she knew if she moved her finger that he would replace it. He pushed her hard, and she complied. Her nipples were hard against the cold wall, her pussy was wet from pleasure, and it ached with need. She had enjoyed showing off for him.

His hands grabbed both of her hips, and she felt his cock slide in between her legs, not entering her, just enough to let her know it was there. She tried to push herself onto it, she needed it now. She needed his cock to enter her, to stretch her pussy, to make her cum. He resisted her, letting only the tip of himself touch her, tease her. He ran it along her opening, getting her wet, getting him wet. He let it slip into her every so slightly. She moaned and tried to push herself on him. He held her off, only allowing himself to be inside her by the slightest amount. He slid it out again slightly, and back in. He was an expert at teasing her. She needed him.

She could feel no parts of his body other than his hands firmly holding her hips away from him, and the inch or so of cock he allowed her to enjoy. She was bent over in such a way that even though he was barely in her, he was rubbing the front of her pussy, sliding against her opening. It felt glorious. She knew even this would make her cum given enough time. She didn't want to take the time, she wanted to fuck this man. Every effort resulted in her being held at bay, it was so frustrating. She had to take him inside her.

At last, he slipped farther into her. She still couldn't feel his body on the other side of his penis, but at least now she had enough to ride on. She squeezed him as he slid slowly in and out of her, his dick rubbing the front of her pussy. She could feel herself getting close, she couldn't help it. He was stretching her, hitting all the right places. She couldn't help but let another moan out, try and push against him. He picked up speed, still controlling exactly where her ass was positioned, still only allowing her a few inches of himself. She was so close, she had to take all of him.

He did. She was in extacy. His entire length slid inside her, filling her to the brim. Her pussy was squeezing him so tight, she could feel every inch of him inside her. He let her push her ass tight against the front of his body. Once he was completely inside her, she began to shake. Her orgasm washed over her from the inside of her pussy, went through her body, shook her body. He pulled her off the wall, grabbed her left breast in his hand and sqeezed it hard as she shook under him. He pinched her nipple and her orgasm refused to stop, she rubbed her ass against him, his cock twisting inside her.

Her body fell against the wall in exhaustion. After work, after this, there was nothing left. She closed her eyes and let him walk away from her.

Eye of the Beholder

Peter_Pan on Forced Stories

 

  Not thirty feet from the deserted highway, the young girl kneels submissively in the dry scrubland, regretting for ever and a day that she had failed to heed her momma’s advice,  “Never accept a lift from strangers honey – but never!” Just a few yards distant, a prairie dog, perhaps disturbed in its contemplations, eyes the threesome to the left of its burrow and having then no interest in proceedings, darts back into the safety of its tunneled conclave.

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     There is but a light breeze in evidence whose gentility offers the girl the least assistance. No cries will be borne on the wind this night. The looming darkness befriends only the girl’s captors, leading one to assume that Nature even has turned its back on the three-act tragedy about to be played out in its midst.

 

     The older man eyeing his prey, circles her as if assessing his options. The youth, slim and dressed also in tattered jeans and checkered shirt, stands across from the girl, near a patch of tumbleweed, his eyes quite obviously taking in the gentle convexity of her developing breasts and the curves of her rear-end, subtly delineated as they are in the fading light. He is able to detect the outline of the girl’s underwear even, as she kneels there shivering, both hands extended towards the older man as if in supplication. 

 

     He has often watched through the keyhole of the master bedroom at home as his father, having dragged his younger sister across his knee, paddles her backside unmercifully, pausing simply to tug her dress up and her panties down, before  resuming his bruising work on her bare bottom. Becky would scream at first but ultimately dissolve into heaving sobs as the inevitability of her predicament suppressed all hopes of salvation.

 

     He wonders if his father might indulge those corporal cravings later with the terrified girl kneeling in front of him?

 

     Crouching beside his teenage captive, the man extends a gnarled hand and gropes the girl’s tremulous right breast.

 

   “Well lookee here boy,” he growls in the direction of his son, “Thisn’s almost ripe fer the pickin’”

 

    Gasping with shame and embarrassment, she pushes the man’s hand away, only to be rewarded with a vicious backhander that sends her sprawling in the dust. Off-balance and uncoordinated momentarily, her legs splay apart, delivering her voyeur an acutely indecent view of those plain white cotton panties. The upskirt visuals are not lost on the big man who chuckles at the girl’s predicament before crudely delving between her legs and taking delight in making illicit contact with the front of her knickers. The curved ingress and the smoothness beneath his fingers excites him. He thinks of Becky and how she might look, thus disheveled and prostrate before him. His son takes-in the decadent scene but a couple of arms-lengths away. His father frightens him.

 

     Wriggling clear of her tormentor, the girl tugs the hem of her dress down, limiting the arousal factor and sits there breathing heavily, tears now trickling down both cheeks. Remorse is not a trait the older man has ever exhibited and taking a step towards her, he is able to see now quite clearly the curves of her young breasts as she hugs her knees almost in defiance of his unspoken intent. Aware that her cleavage, though still a gentle work-in-progress, is prominently displayed to the grinning degenerate leaning over her, she frees up her right hand to clasp the top of her dress to her chest. It is as fruitless a gesture as it is one borne of desperation.

 

   “Please don’t hurt me.” she whimpers. As well may she have asked for a latte coffee with extra cream, given the likelihood of her plea falling on compassionate ears.

 

   Wrenching her arm aside as if it were an annoying twig, the man shoves his hand down her top, encircling the small breast and feeling the rush attendant on such under-age sexual fumbling. The girl cries-out in shocked surprise, her disbelieving mouth dropping open as she stares downwards, following the hand as it moves to her right bra cup roughly manipulating her small nipple. She winces as the pressure increases on the teat, aware inherently that resistance is useless at this juncture.

 

   “Nuthin’ quite like a pair of sweet young titties son,” the ogre all but drools in the boy’s direction. “Come get a handful,” he grins lewdly, both hands rifling now the contents of the girl’s skimpy crossover. The boy makes no move, almost rendered immobile by the unfolding scene. The man shrugs and turns his attention back to the girl’s chest.

 

     Without warning, he pushes her backwards and taking a firm hold of the halter around her upper chest, rips the material with such savagery, the dress tears all the way to her waist. Fully visible in the now clear moonlight, her barely-covered breasts heave with distress, bra straps loosely clinging to her arms. Further down, her slim hips and belly are exposed in all their youthful vulnerability. The waistband of the girl’s panties becomes the focal point for her attacker’s lustful contemplation.

 

    “Ain’t no point lookin’ like Raggedy Ann sweetness,” he drawls, seizing hold of the last vestiges of her dress which he then strips away in seconds, heedless of her cries for him to stop. She lies there in miserable solitude, aware only too well of the effect her near-naked body must inevitably induce in her male captors. Indeed, watching the girl’s futile attempts to cover her bra and crotch area with those sadly undersize hands and arms, has already set in motion physiological changes in the boy’s procreational hardware. She can already see plainly the sexual metamorphisis underway beneath the ogre’s shabby Levis.

 

     The man produces a hunting knife that glints in the moonlight. The boy swallows hard and stares at his father. This was something way outside the plan. Not for the first time – he feels a rising unease. Trembling with unutterable fear she stares wide-eyed as the blade of the knife descends, hastily slicing through the material holding the front of her bra together.

    “What’s the problem girlie?” he guffaws “Figured I was gonna cut ya?” he slips the knife back into his belt.

 

    “No way Jose,” he grins, “Wouldn’t wanna hurt a cute little teen queen like you sweets. Way too precious to hurt – leastways with a knife.”

    Smirking at his own double entendre, he reaches down and plucks away the shredded bra. She lays there shivering beneath the cool night sky, clad now in just her panties, hands barely covering her exposed breasts.

 

     Observing the knife re-sheathed, the boy lets out a sigh of relief.

 

    Expecting the worst as the big man kneels beside her, she is unprepared for what follows. In one movement he seizes her arm and pulls her half upright. Still trying to cover her breasts, she finds herself suddenly prostrate across the man’s knee – face down and helpless. The huge arm around her waist restricts all movement.

 

    “Even a pretty little thing like you needs a whuppin’ once in a while girlie,” he mutters, delivering a hard smack to her upturned bottom. She cannot avoid a cry of pain and surprise. The second blow ripples the soft flesh. Even at the distance he is, the boy can see her taut little rear-end recoil from the assault. The next spank echoes across the highway but is heard by no more than the prairie dog and its immediate family. The man’s eyed are glued to the young girl’s panties. How like Becky she is!  Those same damnably sexy little hips, curvy bottom and who knows what else skulking away there between her legs?  Becky’s secrets had yet to be enjoyed to the max but tonight he would know true solace. He raises his hand a fourth time.

 

     Seeing the girl’s breasts jiggling free - pretty much in the dust, as she vainly uses her hands to try shielding her bottom from the punishing blows, fully re-boots the boy’s chemical resurgence. The swollen rod between his legs is almost painful.

 

     Crying hysterically, the girl pleads for a cessation to the beating. Were she to realize this was merely supplementing his enjoyment of the situation she might try another tack. Frenzied now, the man takes a hold of her waistband and tugs the panties lower. Leaving them at half-mast temporarily, he stares at her partially exposed bottom, the color of those gentle contours anything but a whiter shade of pale.

 

     Reaching beneath her arm he takes a rough hold of either breast, squeezing and rubbing the girl’s nipples, unfettered lust feeding off the sensation. His right hand smooths its way back and forth across her bottom, fingers inching their way along that sexiest of clefts before disappearing beneath her panties en route to the shadowlands. He has forgotten his son across the way, all that matters is this one hundred pounds of ultimately desirable female flesh splayed across his lap. He has to see her naked. Hooking then, his fingers inside the already lowered waistband, he tugs the young girl’s one remaining bastion of modesty down her legs and past her ankles, propelling the handful of cotton just an arm’s length from where his son squats alongside the tall cactus, watching proceedings almost nonchalantly.

     Totally nude before her kidnappers, the girl’s humiliation is complete. A further hard spank elicits a cry of pain. She makes no attempt to cover her bottom or breasts now, her arms simply resting in the dirt as she sobs aloud her resigned acceptance of the punishment at hand.

 

    Eyes riveted on the glowing rear of his prey, the man spreads the girl’s legs, giving his impetuous fingers access to the Holy Grail of illicit pleasures. His middle finger travelling ever south, discovers a cache of soft downy hair that even six months ago had yet to make its debut. Further inland, the natural curvature of nature’s best loved secret, leads that same finger to moist lips as soft as petals. With less finesse than a jack-rabbit on heat, the man pushes inwards with committed vigor.

 

    “Don’t…please don’t,” she cries, “That hurts….Let me go please – I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

 

     Clemency is not an option on the menu this night.

 

     Beginning now to push their uninvited way into her vaginal ante-chamber, the man’s fingers begin to penetrate her faster and deeper. Sobbing in real-time pain, she wriggles about on his lap, an action the ogre mistakes for complicit pleasure. She barely notices her breasts being groped concurrently, which could not be said for the youth nearby who transfixed by the girl’s aggravated sexual degradation at the hands of his father, is whacking himself off with undiluted zeal. 

 

    Past the point of being in even vague control of his emotions, the man sends the naked girl sprawling in the dust and kneeling before her, hastily unzips his jeans. Lying on her back, the girl not only catches this worrying turn of events, she also is privy to that which has disengaged itself from the mother-ship. Unfamiliar with penis-size per se, all she knows for sure is that the man’s “thing” is huge and logically nothing that size could possibly fit into the tight little receptacle she possesses between her own legs and which the man is now obviously staring at with what one might term bemused interest. Swiftly she closes up her thighs.

 

    “Ain’t gonna do ya much good honey,” the man leers, crouching in front of her now in the gentle moonlight. Despite her struggles, he forces her pale limbs apart. Unable to defer the inevitable, the girl  stares with uncomprehending shock as, working his way between her legs, the ogre pilots his nuclear warhead towards her fragile-looking vaginal gateway.

 

    Sadly, the girl’s initial assessment was ball-park accurate. A square peg never did fit in a round hole and a nine-inch penis of abnormally thick girth does not exactly dove-tail with a slim-line pussy of uncompromisingly virginal status. Even as her cries rent the airwaves just off Interstate 76, the younger of her two captors is suddenly wracked with guilt. Neither of the two girls they had picked up before had screamed like this. He gets to his feet and takes a step towards the moving violation.

     Even at that distance he can see the girl’s blood trickling down the inside of her thigh. His father is a man possessed, thrusting into that helpless body even as she whimpers and begs for him to stop. Quite obviously approaching his own finality, the man tries to kiss his victim, who by averting her mouth at the last moment, infuriates the copulating demon topside. He responds with a snarl and savage blow to her left cheek that almost renders her senseless.

 

    “Fucking little slut,” he roars. “You’ll remember this night girlie – I’ll see to it.”

 

    Abusing her breasts so severely now she begins moaning with pain, he thrusts ever harder into her. The girl lies there beneath him, almost inert.

 

    “Dad, that’s enough,” the boy yells out. “You’re hurting her badly.” His own erection has fully subsided.

 

   “You’ll keep your mouth shut boy if you know what’s good for you,” the aggressor spits-out in the direction of the lad, incensed by what he regards as insubordination amongst the ranks. He begins to rape the girl even more violently, biting her nipples in the process, forcing her legs even wider. The girl’s screams have diminished to little more than enforced grunts as her body is crushed beneath the man’s overpowering weight. Her arms remain above her head, jerking rhythmically in time to the man’s violent penetrative incursions.

 

    Taking a step nearer, the boy is horrified to see the bruising coming out now in her right cheek. The blood seeping out of her is considerable. Her expression - heartbreaking in the extreme. Right then with a roar of pleasured extravagance, the man floods her internally with his unwanted semen.

 

   “Little cunt,” he mumbles almost incoherently. “Gonna give ya something to really remember the evening by.” So saying, he begins to turn the abused girl over on to her stomach. There is time however for the boy to catch a glimpse of his father’s semen leaking profusely from her swollen and bloody vagina. He begins to maneuver the moaning girl on to all fours, his intentions clear enough to any on-looker. Horrified even at this late stage for the girl’s well-being, he tries to pull his father away but is rewarded by a punch to his mid-section that sends him sprawling in agony.

 

     When the pain subsides and he is able to focus normally, the sight that meets his gaze appalls him. The girl is kneeling there some eight feet away, down on her forearms, her bottom elevated indecently. She is screaming out for help as the man, gripping her tightly around the waist, sodomises her without mercy. It is not something the boy can live with.

 

    The girl cannot believe the agony. She is being torn apart and cauterized by a white-hot metal pipe in an area that no young girl can possibly conceive might ever be at risk in normal society. The rape was unspeakably painful and aside even from the facial and chest bruising, breathing itself  has now become a hard-fought campaign. She braces herself for the next thrust – but none comes.

 

   She hears a dull thud and an exhalation much like “Uggghh.” Something feels like it’s dripping momentarily on her bottom and back of her thigh. More relevantly, the instrument of torture is withdrawn from her back passage just seconds before the man topples over alongside her. The majority of his forehead is now hanging from his scalp like a half-eaten pizza. She turns around painfully and glances behind her. The boy is still holding the huge rock in both hands.

 

  “I’m so sorry Miss,” he whispers, “So sorry!”……

 

   Somewhere in the foothills, a coyote howls.

(c) Peter_Pan 2007

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Troubleman

daytripperman on Forced Stories

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I rolled to the apartment complex, pissed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Finally I felt the urge to cum.

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

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

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

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

She recoilled, covering her breasts , and silently weeping.

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

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

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

Iraqi Beauty

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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