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the new dark lord
it had finally happened. after years of abuse at the hands of his relatives and the constant stress of being threatened by a dark wizard every year had finally caused harry potter to go dark himself. as with all dark wizards, he felt the power course through him. almost unbidden, new spells and ideas filled his mind. seventh year would be eventful indeed…
the daily prophet headline the next day was astounding and caused widespread uproar
the dark wizard lord voldemort was found crucified in front of the ministry headquarters
the most feared wizard of our age reportedly begged for death and was gibbering in fear before finally succumbing to his quite extensive injuries. mediwitches are mystified as to the marks as no known curses, jinxes or hexes….
harry read the headlines and his face was cracked by a decidedly evil smile. “soon it will be my turn. but first, i have some business to take care of concerning a few girls i know.” the intervening months flew by, and before he quite knew it, harry was back at hogwarts for his final year. after checking his courses, and finding them laughably easy, he went up to the gryffindor common room and relaxed. ron came up and they made small talk, harry laughing and carrying on much as he normally would. before long the sun went down and students went filing out to their rooms. fairly soon the only ones left were harry and hermione. standing up quietly, harry walked around and stood behind hermione. raising his wand, he spoke aloud one of his incantations. “ablsoluta uentri!” hermione shrieked with shock as the spell waved over her. her eyes filled with horror as she realized that her body, mind and soul now belonged to the dark young man.
“h- harry, wh- what have you done? what is this?” her heart was starting to race, but she was unable to scream. “quite simple my beautiful servant, i have utterly and completely taken possession of one, hermione granger. to put it bluntly, you belong to me now. now strip. we are going to make it official.” numbly, and quite against her will, hermione’s hands went to the buttons of her blouse, undoing them one by one, slowly revealing the firm, bra-clad mounds beneath. after undoing the final button, she shrugged her shoulders, letting the blouse fall to the floor. she shucked off her shoes and socks, then undid her belt, unsnapped her jeans and wiggled out of them. kicking them off, she reached behind her and undid the snaps to her bra, before letting it fall to the floor. finally, she hooked the waistband of her cotton schoolgirl panties, and slowly peeled them off. with a shock, she noticed her pussy was starting to drip. she stood, goosebumps sweeping over her skin, and watched harry’s eyes inspect every inch of her nakedness.
harry’s dick immediately lengthened and hardened at the sight of his longtime crush, finally naked before him. his eyes traveled the length of her body, from her tearfilled, scared doe eyes, down to her graceful neck, down to her full, ripe, c cup breasts, milky white, capped with two ruby red nipples, which, harry was amused to note, were currently hard and pebbled. his eyes continued down past her flat tummy, her flared hips, down to her shapely legs, tight calves, then up to the junction of her legs, where her tightlipped pussy was protected by a thick, neatly trimmed bush. “turn around, i wish to see the rest of you.” trembling, she obeyed her new master. harry’s breath went out with a rush as he caught sight of her firm, glorious ass. shucking his own clothes, harry walked up to his new property. taking out his wand, he imagined a suitable symbol to mark her as his, then he uttered another of his new spells, “scripto indelibile!” instantly a tattoo was branded onto hermione’s otherwise flawless lower back. it was an HP symbol surrounded by lightning bolts. hermione sobbed from the pain of the mark, but bore it silently. “turn around and get on your knees, but close your eyes,” said harry. as she did so, he silently fisted his 10 inch thick, 2 inch wide monster. “open your eyes, then open your mouth.” hermione gasped in shock and a little fear “h-harry i had no idea… glrmph!” the monstrous organ had been unceremoniously shoved past her lips. she lost herself to the immense fucklust that suddenly gripped her, swirling her tongue around the massive head, sucking and licking the mammoth meatspike. unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, who can tell?, for her, her ministrations only served to make harry harder and bigger.
finally pushed her away, grabbed her by the neck and threw her onto a couch. kicking her legs apart, he positioned himself against the entrance to her sopping wet flower. slowly, the monstrous head of harry’s dick started to spread her lips open. slowly, one inch went in, then, with no small amount of surprise, he encountered a barrier. “you are still a virgin?” “yes! i was s-saving it for m-marriage, p-please, it hurts, take it out?” “hmm, if you behave yourself, i might make you my wife. one of them anyway, hahahah.” and with the look of abject terror in her eyes, harry thrust forward, tearing the hyman away, and sinking balls deep inside the tight pussy. hermione’s screams would have shaken the rafters, were it not for the imperturbable charm harry had cast earlier in the evening. holding himself inside her, harry cast yet another of his new charms, “virgo scutum” the maidens’ shield. a warm blanket of energy washed over hermione, and she wondered at what the spell would do. her musings were then interrupted by harry’s cock withdrawing from her, the raw nerve endings screaming with the pain, before it slammed home again.
each time he thrust into her, harry could feel her cunt muscles pulse and contract around him, straining to accept the massive invader. and with every withdrawal, her pussy created a vacuum around him, sucking him back in. soon they had a rythm going, their pelvises rising to meet each other, their slim bodies softly clapping together, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks. she looked away from him in shame as he raped her to an orgasm, her nails leaving deep scratches on his back. half an hour, and several orgasms, later, harry grunted, a primal savage sound, and unloaded shot after shot after shot of spunk into hermione’s ravaged pussy. any hope of her ordeal being over was dashed when after 2 minutes he was hard again. he flipped her over, doggy style, and proceeded to absolutely dominate her formerly virgin pussy. half an hour later, she had two thick loads deposited directly in her womb. when harry pulled out and set the tip of his once again hard cock at hermione’s crinkled asshole, she was too hoarse to scream, she merely accepted the painful invasion, her tight, hot ass milking his dick for every drop.
when he finally collapsed on top of her, she had three loads in her pussy, two in her ass, and she had swallowed another. almost gingerly, harry picked up his slave in his arms, and holding her close, whispered in her ear, “hermione… you are mine now… you will break off whatever you had with ron, no one will ever touch you again, besides me.” and with a sadly contented sigh, and a sniffle, she said, “yes master”. “good girl. now rest, sleep well, over the rest of the school year, you will help me ‘recruit’ new girls. i think luna will do nicely, dont you?” and with an airy smile, she agreed. after putting her in her bed, he went back to the common room, and with a flick of his wand, tidied up the room. he then went to bed and slept like a lord.
chapter 2
hermione had her face buried in a cushion, stifling the screams and moans that escaped her as yet another orgasm was ripped from her body. over the month since harry had made her utterly his, in more ways than one, she had been stretched out and fucked in nearly every room in hogwarts. on several occasions, they had very nearly been caught only to escape notice by the skin of their teeth. with a final shuddering climax from hermione, harry emptied his balls deep inside her womb. hermione collapsed onto the bed as harry lay down next to her. softly, harry called his newest servant to him. “come to me my pet… i have a task for you. hermione, close your eyes.” fearfully, the young witch squinched her eyes shut as the small reptile slithered into the room. “masssssster….” the young basilisk hissed, “i sssserve….” “yes deadeyes, i have a job for you. if you complete it, you may feast. i want you to find all those who bear the dark mark, and i want you to get rid of them. you may eat them when you have, if you so wish, but mark my words, you are not to harm anyone else.” and looking into the serpents eyes, harry bid the monster go. “yesssss masssster… i obey”
once again harry was glad of the research he had done before he created the fine male specimen that was now slithering out the school pipes. as a parcelmouth, he could command the creature, and as its creator, it could not kill him. his revenge against the death eaters now set in motion, he turned his mind to more lascivious pursuits. “hermione,” harry breathed, his voice husky with his thoughts, husky in that way that made her instantly wet and mad with desire, “i have a job for you as well. i am may be dark, but i still care for my possessions. i sense that if you continue taking the fuckings i give you, you will soon not be able to take anymore at all.” “b-but harry, m-master, i… i-i need it… i love the way you f.. they way you take me.” softly, almost gently, harry whispers in her ear, “i know, my lovely one, my slave, i know. but like i said, i am still concerned with your welfare, to that end, here’s what i want you to do…” a naughty grin splits her face as his plan takes form in her minds eye. “yes master, i will.”
luna lovegood sat in the library, thinking about her favorite subject, harry potter’s cock. ever since harry had brought her to slughorns christmas party last year, she had been consumed with lustful curiosity. how big was it? how thick? how deep would he go? how would he take her? aloud she murmured to herself, “what does his come taste like?” it was then that hermione sat down next to her. “hello luna. what are you up to?” “oh hi hermione. just doing some research, ehehe, how about you?” “oh not much really, a little sore. by the way i can show you.” luna’s heart went cold. could she have heard her? she must never know her secret, after all, she was harry’s friend. “show me what, hermione?” she saw a sly grin steal across the brunette witches face, and she knew the words she was about to say. “why luna, my friend, i can show you what harry’s come tastes like.” saying that, luna watched with curiosity as hermione stuck a hand under her skirt. her eyes widened with shock as she pulled out a finger, slicked with a sticky white substance that luna assumed was the sperm she had been so curious about. “open wide…” opening her mouth, hermione slowly inserted her finger into luna’s mouth. luna savored the taste, it was salty, but sweet, she wanted more. lots more. “hermione, why do you have harry’s come in your pussy? i thought you were with ron?” “ron and i have been apart for a while now… he’s not taking it well… in any case, i belong to harry now.” “you belong to him?” “do you want to ask questions or do you want more of harry’s come?” she scooted forward, spread her legs and hiked up her skirt. “if you want it, you have to eat it out of me.”
fear and lust warred inside the diminutive blonde witch. finally, predictably, lust won out. slipping her cotton knickers down and off, she dove for the tightlipped, fuzzy pussy displayed before her. tentatively, she stuck out her tongue and swiped it from ass crack to clit, lapping up more of harry’s sperm in the process. she swallowed the come with relish and eagerly went back for more. the attention to her pussy made hermione start to become really wet as she started to tweak her nipples under her shirt. in the shadows, a pair of brilliant green eyes watched the scene unfold, a hand strokes an abnormally large penis. luna continues to swirl and flip her tongue inside hermione’s pussy, swallowing a mixture of her and harry’s mixed come with each lap of her tongue, her own pussy becoming increasingly wet. hermione squirmed with ecstacy on the talented tongue currently in her tight cunny, she could feel the orgasm rising within her. grasping lunas head hard, she came, gushing juices all over luna’s face. before she could straiten up, luna felt a hard, warm weight fall on her, she could feel the hairy balls on her ass, and the length of the thing was such that it reached all the way to her waist. harry looked down at his newest conquest, appraising the thin waist, the small tight ass cheeks, the long thin legs, currently spread wide apart. with a wave of his wand, her clothes disappeared entirely, allowing him to see the pale, almost translucent skin, the pale, a cup breasts with their hard nipples. she looked with fear and admiration at the shaft of meat resting on her upturned ass cheeks. “harry, please, i beg you, give me what i need.” “beg for it. i want you to beg for my cock inside you. i know what you want, but i want to hear you beg for it.” harry said as he positioned his head at the entrance to luna’s pussy. she tried to back onto him, but he followed it back, keeping the head at just the entrance. growling with frustration, she gave in. “please, i beg you, fuck me with your cock, stretch me out with it, hurt me with it, spray your seed in me, anything just please please please fuck me! i need it!” the normally reserved young witch had become possessed, a fierce animal, lusting for release. weaving the spells he created, he exclaimed with shock, as he realized she had already been his for a long time. thrusting forwards, he swept aside her hymen, stretching her past her limits. moaning in pain and pleasure, the diminutive witch thrust back onto harry’s massive member harder than harry would have thrust into her himself, her eyes rolled back into her head as her first male induced orgasm washed over her small frame. harry bottomed out inside his new fuck toy as she crested the waves of her orgasmic tempest. waiting until she came down again, he picked her up, flipped her around to face him, with his cock still deep inside her. throwing her legs over his arms, grabbing her ass in his hands, harry began to literally lift and slam her onto his monstrous cock, the angle mashing against her gspot with every thrust. pulling out until just the head was inside her, then slamming balls deep inside her, again and again, driving her to another orgasm. as lunas pussy pulsed around his cock another time, he grew closer and closer to his own orgasm. as dark as his heart was now, he still worried about breaking her in half, but her own barely articulate cries of “more! more! harder! deeper! please… ugh! mmmmm!” only served to inflame his passions even more, thrusting harder and deeper into her tightness. before long another mind bending orgasm rocked its way through luna’s small frame. the pulsing tightness around him, milking every inch of his cock, he couldn’t take anymore of it. he blew shot after shot of thick sticky sperm inside her. looking over at hermione, he winked. “i think i wore her out. what do you think?” “master, that was incredibly hot. i think ill like watching almost as much as i like being fucked myself.” “she’s definately a hot little minx. i think we’ll keep her.” with that, they cleaned up and carried her out of the library.
chapter 3
luna langoured on the bed, lost in a torpor of lust. her mind flashed back to the glorious fucking she had just received, her lord and master, the great dark harry potter, had shoved his monstrous cock into every hole she possessed, even now her voice was hoarse from how loud she had screamed when he rammed her tight little asshole for the first ever time. gingerly, she reached a finger back to her asshole and scooped some come out of it. bringing her finger to her mouth, she sucked the salty sweetness off and moaned in pleasure as she falls asleep.
in the next room, hermione is bent over a toilet, puking up her breakfast. her fears regarding a certain missed period are brought into stark reality. she loves and worships her master, but she wonders how she will tell him that he will soon be a father. she was scared to think how angry the new dark harry would be when he found out.
unbeknownst to her, harry was well aware that his lead slave was expecting. in all honesty, he couldnt be more pleased. harry was looking forward to the prospect of an heir to carry on after him, he was dark but even he knew that he was mortal. the only reason he hadnt asked her about it was that he derived a perverse pleasure from her worrying. finally he came to a decision. “hermione! come to me my beautiful slave!” hermione’s heart freezes in her chest, she wonders if she is in trouble. with a crack, she appears in front of harry, kneeling in supplication, the tattoo on the small of her back as well as the skimpy black thong she is wearing stark against her skin. “yes master?” “is there anything you want to tell me, hermione? anything you thought you had hidden from me?” she trembles in fear at harry’s words. “for instance, could you have kept the fact that you are pregnant from me?” “m-master, you knew?” she slowly looks up and starts in shock at the broad smile across his face. “this is good news! come here!” he gathers her into a tender hug. “master, i thought you would be angry…” “no, this is good, slave. you have given me a gift, greater than any other. however, we need to enlarge my harem to compensate. any ideas?” she thought for a while, then whispered in his ear. the evil smile splitting his face told her her plan was a good one.
cho chang had never been the same since she and harry had split ways. she was lost, aimless. she wandered around the school as if in a daze. that is until she went into an abandoned classroom to study and saw the sight of her life. hermione granger and luna lovegood were naked, their heads buried between each others legs. they were really going at it, their moans muffled in each others snatches. initially she was disgusted by the thought, but the wetness between her own legs betrayed her. she found she couldnt stop watching the horny sight. her hands crept under her school skirt as she began to finger her tight virgin cunt. seconds from climax, she suddenly realize that both girls are looking straight at her. or rather behind her. suddenly harry covers her mouth with one hand, while shoving a finger from his other hand into her pussy. “youre mine now, slut” he whispered in her ear. hermione and luna start undressing her as harry moves her to a desk, all the while weaving his enchantments. finally as he has the asian witch bent over a desk, he casts his slave spell. immediately, she knows she is his forever. hermione and luna go back to eating each other as harry lines his monstrous cock with the asian woman’s asshole. she screams as he painfully stretches her ass. with a gleeful smile, harry starts to ram her harder and harder. tears run down her face as he fucks her deeply. seemingly out of nowhere an orgasm rips its way through her body, and she hangs her head in shame. her tight ass clenching forces him out of her, taking harry by surprise. angrily, he forces it back in, forcing another scream out of her as her anal ring is stretched. after another few minutes of anal slamming, harry blasts off inside her, flooding her ass with spunk. as he withdraws from the sobbing asians swollen ass, he comes around and forces her to clean him off. she looks up at him with hope in her beautifully slanted eyes. he smiles evilly as he shakes his head no. “im not through with you yet slave.” with that he slams into her tight virgin pussy. she’s too hoarse to scream as the pain of her hyman tearing washes through her, followed by the waves of pleasure as she is so deliciously stretched. he plows her again and again, and as the sounds of her ass smacking his thighs fills the air, she comes again and again. her pussy pulsing around his cock drives harry to another orgasm, and he fills her to the brim. as he pulls out, the limp girl begs him, “please master, more. please?” tenderly, he kisses her as he whispers in her ear, “later, my beautiful slave. later. now we rest.”

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Retirement Home

Well, it all started off when I went to work at a retirement home when I was 38. I was working the night shift as a guard. The people at the retirement home are people that doesn’t really have a family, can fend for themselves but has people like me to cater to them. After working there a few months, I became friends with a lady by the name of Mrs. Rose who was 74 years old. Mrs. Rose was very nice and would always want me to go to her room and have coffee.
One night while I was making my rounds, I saw Mrs. Rose at her door. She asked me if I wanted some Coffee. It was about 3:00am and I was tired as hell so I decided to take her up on her offer. I really liked talking to Mrs. Rose because she always had good conversation. This night, she started talking about her husband. She surprised me because she started saying how she use to love to make love to him. Said he was the only man she has ever been with. Mrs. Rose said her husband passed away 15 years ago and she hasn’t been with a man since then and she really missed it.
Since she was being so free with her conversation, I asked her how old she was when she stopped having the urge for sex. She blew me away when she said “When I get there, I will let you know”. I guess I turned red in the face because she just started laughing. She started telling me she use to like to go parking with him on the river front and make love to him. The next thing she told me made me choke on my coffee. She said she use to like to have oral sex with him and loved the taste of it. She said her husband always told her she was very good at it. She kept telling me about how they acted out their fantasies and would go into detail. Man I must have been beat red. I then stood up to go pick up my cup and she pointed at my pants and said did I cause that.
I guess I didn’t realize it but I had a hard on. I didn’t know how the hell I didn’t realize I had a hard on. I guess I was so blown away from what she was telling me. I was standing next to her and she reached up and grabbed my dick. I was shocked and didn’t move a muscle. She started squeezing my dick and looked up at me and said she wanted to suck it. I told her that I could get fired. She said no one would ever know. I couldn’t believe I was thinking about letting this 74 year old woman suck my dick. I just stood there for a while and she unzipped my pants. She reached in my pants and pulled my dick out with me just standing there in shock. She started stroking my dick real slow and told me to lie down on the sofa in which I did. She sat my me and started stroking my dick a little faster. She said she liked the way it felt in her hand and couldn’t believe how hard and hot it was. I couldn’t believe it either.
She then bent over and started licking all around the head of it. She then started going down on it little by little. It felt really good. Her tongue was moving back and forth under it while she was going down. All of a sudden she just went down and took it all. I couldn’t believe this old lady could deep throat. My dick is about 7 inches long and kind of big around. Man, i just layed there and moaned because it felt so good. She started pumping faster and faster and sucking harder and harder. I could feel the rumbling in my balls, I knew I was fixing to blow up. I told her I was cumming and she just deep throated it and sucked so hard I thought my balls were going to come through my dick. She was squeezing my balls and sucking my dick until I started cumming. I have never cummed so much in my life. She swallowed every drop. I could hear her moaning while swalling my cum. After she was finished, she licked my balls and all around my dick to may sure it was cleaned off.
She then looked at me and said Thank You. I really missed that taste. I couldn’t believe that old lady just made me cum more than anyone has ever done. She then went back down on my dick until it was rock hard again. She got up from it and layed on the sofa and pulled her nightie up. She didn’t have any panties on. Her old pussy was rinkled but didn’t look that bad. It was already wet and wanting some dick. I thought what the hell and got on top of her. I put my dick in her and started pumping. She was pushing back on me. Man, her pussy was so tight. She still had them muscles going on to. I thought her pussy was sucking my dick. At first I was going slow but the more she would push the more I would push. I started pounding her and she would just moan and push back. That pussy would clamp down on my dick wow it felt good. Hell her pussy felt better than that 18 year old I fucked about a month ago (another story there). She then stopped me and told me to fuck her mouth. I didn’t want to upset her so I climbed up on her and started fucking her mouth. I was fucking her mouth just like a pussy. I felt my nuts start to tighten and knew I was fixing to blow them. She reached around and grabbed my ass and pulled me in her mouth until I came down her throat. After I finished, she licked me clean again and said will I see you tomorrow for another round. You bet your sweet ass you will.
This went on for a long time after.

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The Debt Collector – Part3

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A beautiful 24-year-old Asian girl goes on vacation but gets lost in a small town and quickly kidnapped by a ruthless and violent biker gang. She struggles to survive as they turn her into their personal fuck-toy, beating and raping her constantly. This chapter deals with the demise of Ellen Duffy (aka Miss Washington).

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For Sadists only – My first time with the lash.

It all started innocently enough when my husband stumbled across the sex site on the internet.
“Hey Yvonne, come and look at this,” he had called out.
Together we’d looked at the stories and read the bizarre personals.
There was no doubt that it made us both feel very sexy and we had a super fucking and sucking session later on.
After that Rob and I would often look at that same sex site together, not with any intention to become involved but purely because we found it exciting to read the perverted ramblings of the people who posted there.
There were three sections of the sex site: a standard section, a section for gays and lesbians, and a third section for people interested in bdsm.
Goodness! Before seeing that I didn’t even know what bdsm was, but it was that section that we always seemed to be attracted to.
I must say that my eyes were really opened and my sexual boundaries expanded by what we found on that sex site. We would read the stories and the personals and then go to bed and fuck like crazy while urging each other on by talking about what we had seen.
We’d been doing this for quite some months when Rob suggested that we write to some of the men who had posted personal adds. We had no intent of getting involved in any way; it was just sexy fun to pretend that we were interested in meeting and I had no hesitation in agreeing.
The responses from the men that we wrote to varied from some simply wanting to fuck, right through to some talking of me as just something for them to use and abuse, and with an urge to really hurt me.
The latter type of responses really shocked me at first, but after a while we both found that the more vanilla guys were somewhat boring, but that the more extreme ones excited us.
This sort of thing went on sporadically for many months. Mostly we intentionally picked on guys who lived overseas, so that there was never any real pressure from them for us to come good.
During the months and months that this game went on, a gradual change came about in our attitude towards it. Our talk, while previously just all fantasy, gradually changed until we talked as if it really would happen one day. This change was not a conscious one, nor was it a sudden step, it just seemed to happen without any thought being put into it.
We really should have kept our messaging to those men who were safely at a distance overseas, but we began to look for men who had more extreme views and not worry about whether they lived within reasonable travelling distance.
It was because of this change that we found ourselves talking to a guy, Gary, who lived some five hour’s drive away.
It started with Rob sending a simple message saying that he was interested in letting his wife be used for the sort of things mentioned in Gary’s posting, and that I was willing.
Gary immediately wrote back asking about our previous experience and how much punishment I would be able to take. I noted that in Gary’s message, he referred to me only as “the whore” and “the slut.”
That night Rob and I talked all about Gary while we were fucking and sucking together and we found ourselves, as always happened, so worked up and excited about me being spoken of in the way that he did.
Many messages went back and forth over the next couple of weeks. Gary detailed how he would love to abuse and hurt me while Rob watched on.
For our part, we encouraged him, telling him that I was excited at the prospect and that Rob was very happy to have him treat me as he described.
Of course with this sort of encouragement Gary soon was asking when and where we could arrange to meet.
Never before had our game taken us this far and it was really time to opt out.
In the bedroom we were so excited as we fucked and sucked and talked about what Gary expected.
We got more and more excited… “he wants to lash you till you’re screaming,” Rob said excitedly.
“Yes,” I panted, “he sounds so cruel doesn’t he.”
“He certainly does,” Rob agreed, “I think that I’d need to hold you down for him to be able to do that to you.”
“Yes, you’d either have to hold me down or tie me to the bed for him,” I agreed.
We were both getting more and more worked up and as you well know, things are often said at these times that wouldn’t normally be mentioned.
There was a pause in our talk and then I asked, “you’d really like to see me being beaten like that?”
“I would if you wanted to do it,” Rob replied.
I gave a laugh, “you’re supposed to look after your wife, not seek out men to hurt me.”
Rob gave an embarrassed laugh in turn. “I think that you’d like to have Gary hurt you,” he said.
My heart was pounding. I paused and then simply whispered the word “Yes.”
We were soon both racing towards a climax.
Orgasm is like a truth drug and under its influence one is more or less out of control.
Rob gasped out, “you want Gary to hurt you don’t you darling?”
“Yes, yes,” I gasped in between my groans and moans of lust.
” … thrash you?” Rob gasped, obviously encouraged to go a step further by my ready agreement.
“Yes … thrash me,” I gasped as my senses raced out of control.
“Really fucking flog you … ahhhhhh! Oooooooooooorrrr!” Rob groaned as his body stiffened and his cock heaved as far as it could go into my body to deliver his cum.
It was a good five hour’s drive, and after stopping for lunch and again for a coffee it was getting late in the afternoon before we reached our destination.
We booked into a motel and soon had showered and freshened up.
Rob got a line out on the phone and dialled the number. Brr, brrr … brr, brrr … brr, brrr … brr, b … I stood next to him listening to the ring tone. My mouth was dry and I could feel my pulse racing as we waited.
The ring tone suddenly stopped and I shivered as I heard Rob speak, “Hello, Gary?”
The thought raced through my mind that it wasn’t too late to pull out of this arrangement. I discounted that idea immediately.
My God! Were we really doing this!
I had feelings of trepidation and even of fear, but I also had feelings of excitement and lust.
Rob’s conversation was very brief. “He’ll be here in ten minutes and then we’ll go to his place,” he told me.
I drank a mouthful of water. I suddenly wondered if I looked alright and hurried to the bathroom mirror. I had an urge for the toilet. I sat down then immediately stood up again and busied myself with tidying the room. I was a bundle of nerves and Rob laughed about it.
Suddenly there was the sound of a car outside. I gave an involuntary little cry but Rob looking out of the window said that it was only some other guests at the motel.
I again checked my appearance in the mirror and then it occurred to me that maybe I should be naked rather than dressed.
Rob considered the idea and thought that it would be a good idea for me to be stark naked and to open the door when Gary arrived.
We had no time to think further on this idea as there was a crunch of footsteps outside and a knock on the door.
Again I gave an involuntary little cry and was frozen to the spot.
Rob went to the door and opened it wide.
“Have I got the right unit – you’re Rob?” the guy asked.
“Yes Gary, come in,” Rob greeted him cheerily as they shook hands.
Even as he was asking if he had the right unit Gary was looking past Rob at me standing waiting.
I could feel myself blushing profusely from embarrassment and shame.
Gary came into the room and stepped up to me smiling. “Nice looking slut,” he said admiringly as he took my hands and looked me up and down.
He seemed so at ease with the situation, and with his compliment I began to relax a little and I smiled at him.
Rob must have been feeling a bit nervous too, because he then said to Gary, “this is Yvonne,” an introduction which seemed quite superfluous as Gary was already running his hands over my breasts.
Gary mentioned that he lived just ten minutes away and asked if we wanted to go straight there.
Rob agreed that we should so we locked up the unit and went to our car.
“You drive,” Gary told Rob, “I can’t wait to get my hands on your wife. I’ll molest her in the back seat while you’re driving,” he laughed.
We hadn’t even driven out of the motel park before Gary was undoing my blouse. “Get your skirt off”, he told me authoritatively. I undid the catch and zipper and, lifting myself off the seat, wriggled my skirt down.
“The slut’s good and obedient,” Gary said to Rob. “looks like the bitch is really ready for this.”
“Off with the panties and stockings too slut,” Gary then said to me as he pulled my blouse off and started fumbling with my bra.
My face felt so hot and flushed and I was so excited and ready for this that I didn’t hesitate in working my pants and panti-hose down.
I had liked being called an obedient slut and I wanted to elicit similar comments.
I was now stark naked in the back seat and although it was now beginning to get dark, Gary seemed to have no concern at all about me possibly being seen.
“Kneel up on the seat and spread your legs apart,” I was told. In doing this I looked at Rob and could see that he’d adjusted the rear view mirror and was trying to watch and drive at the same time.
“Wooh – hooo!” Gary laughed sneeringly, “the slut’s cunt is already nice and fucking juicy.”
There was now a pause in Gary’s explorations as he gave directions to Rob as to where to turn off. We turned up a side road and after passing a few houses found that there were only a few others spaced out along the road.
Gary told Rob to stop the car and he then climbed out and started to pull me after him.
“Wait till I get some clothes back on,” I giggled, “what if someone sees me like this.”
“No,” Gary laughed, “you’re a slut and you’re going to be treated like a slut.” He pulled me out of the car then pointed out his house further on down the road, and laughingly told me that I had to walk the rest of the way. Gary then got into the car alongside Rob and they drove off leaving me stark naked at the side of the road.
I was in a panic and nervously glanced around and started hurrying along towards where I could see the car disappearing into the driveway of the house.
What if a car comes! What if there’s someone to see me when I’m passing those houses! Fortunately there were just two houses to pass, the rest of the land being empty allotments.
I shivered in the chill night air but I wasn’t really cold as I felt flushed with excitement.
I felt so crude being stark naked in the public road as I hurried along the path. I was ready to leap into the long grass if anyone appeared or if a car came.
Fortunately for me nothing happened and I finally came up to where Gary and Rob were waiting. I was so relieved that I was giggling and laughing so that I must have seemed to have really enjoyed the exposure.
“The little slut won’t be laughing like that when I start whipping her,” I heard Gary half whisper to my husband.
Gary took us into the house and led the way to the bedroom. He then stripped off revealing his lovely, big, hard cock. I was told to kneel down and to suck him which I unhesitatingly did, sliding my mouth lovingly over his gorgeous cock and working my tongue along its underside.
“Now then slut, get up on the bed and I’ll see how much flogging you can take,” Gary excitedly told me.
After a minute or so sucking Gary I was made to lay face down with pillows under my hips and with my legs in a frog position.
I was scared but also excited. At least I knew that Rob was there and that he would stop anything that got too extreme.
Gary had several whips and paddles and I could hear him showing them to Rob. The one that he now chose was a simple piece of flat, whippy plastic with a handle. I heard him telling Rob that it “stung nicely without marking ‘the meat’ too much.”
Now it started; that first swish through the air of the whip and the impact of it on my bum with the sharp stinging pain as it hit hard.
“Owww!” I exclaimed as the pain hurt me.
Now again, and again, and again, and on, and on, and on, with Gary whipping my bum consistently with firm, hard blows.
“Owww! Ooooo! Owww! Arrrrh!” … on and on and on the whipping went.
I was crying out in pain at each blow and the pain began to build up as it consistently went on and on without any respite.
I was panting now with my breaths coming in gasps between each stinging blow.
I was writhing on the bed, my arms stretched out and grasping the sides of the mattress as I endeavoured to take all of the punishment that Gary was dishing out to me.
Gary’s blows hit my bum in ever varying positions, now one side, now the other, now full on, now to the side, blows coming from ever varying angles, but always stinging and hurting, hurting, hurting.
My mind wasn’t working as the constant stinging pain of the whip biting into my flesh every ten seconds or so, completely precluded being able to consciously think. My entire bum was stinging painfully and I realized that I was now whimpering in between my involuntary cries of pain each time that the whip struck me.
Gary must have been beating me for quite some minutes when I couldn’t take the pain anymore.
“No more! no more!” I cried out. “That’s enough!”
I started to get up from my prone position on the bed but had hardly moved when I heard Gary call out urgently to Rob, “hold the bitch down, hold the bitch down!”
Rob immediately grasped my arms and caused me to flop back into position on the bed.
“I’ve had enough love,” I pleaded to my husband in a plaintive voice.
“No darling, you need to really suffer,” he replied in a voice that sounded sympathetic and loving but didn’t match his words.
I momentarily relaxed but then Gary began to flog my bum in a fury of rapid, stinging blows that had me shrieking and writhing in a paroxysm of terrible pain.
“Fuck! That’s fucking incredible!” I heard Rob exclaiming, but he kept leaning on my shoulders keeping me pinned down as Gary thrashed and thrashed and thrashed the whip all over my bum.
Finally the flogging ceased and I lay there sobbing miserably. Between my sobbing I could hear Gary panting and gasping and I realized that he’d only stopped because he’d run out of breath from his furious efforts.
“Fucking fabulous,” he panted in a voice that really showed his enthusiasm.
They now threw a long length of cord over my back and under the bed, around and around several times so that I was securely tied down.
I was pleading with them to let me go but Gary mockingly told me that I was just a toy for him to abuse. He teased and mocked me, alternately describing me as a utensil and an appliance to be used for his amusement. He took delight in telling me that I was going to be beaten senseless before he’d be finished with me.
I was now terrified and was crying and pleading for mercy. Gary only laughed and seemed to really enjoy listening to my pitiful sobbing, while Rob simply told me that this is what we’d both wanted.
Gary now sadistically showed me a short, multi-stranded leather lash, and moments later the lashing had recommenced and I was literally screaming in agony.
I now not only felt the lash thrashing my bum but my thighs as well. I heard Gary telling Rob to lift my legs so that he could get onto the insides of my thighs, and the pain of the lash in that tender area was hideous.
The lashing went on and on and on. My brain was numb and my entire world was one of horrible, ghastly, agonising pain that filled every nerve fibre of my body. I was screaming and screaming and screaming with the terrible, terrible pain. Tears poured from my eyes and my voice began to grow hoarse from my uncontrollable screaming.
It went on and on and on and I slowly sank into a half senseless state.
Finally the agony stopped. I lay there a sobbing, beaten wreck.
I had not an ounce of energy to move or even to speak as they undid the cord that had held me down, rolled me over and fastened leather cuffs to my ankles. It was too late to resist when I realized that I was being pulled up by my legs so that I was almost suspended upside down. Next my hands were tied behind my back.
In my dazed state I realized that I was being told that my breasts were now to be thrashed. This realization suddenly jerked me from my state of semi-stupor and in absolute terror I began pleading to be released.
All to no avail; the first lash thrashed cruelly across my breasts.
Now the agonies of Hell recommenced and my breasts where thrashed and beaten violently with occasional stray lashes biting into my arms and across my waist.
Again I was shrieking and screaming and screaming and screaming. The noise that I must have been making would have been nearly deafening but Gary seemed to love it.
I was semi-senseless by the time that they finished with me. I was lowered onto the bed and was only half aware of Gary fucking me. After that I was aware that there was some talk about electrocution but it seems that Rob had decided that I’d had enough.
In my dazed state I was aware of being helped out to the car. “You were fabulous Yvonne,” Gary said as he kissed me on my mouth.
There was some mention of “next time,” but I vowed to myself that there never would be a next time, and then we drove back to the motel for the night.
Well my dear readers, I’m going to leave the story at that for the moment. I’ll just tease you with the information that after a week or so I began to look at my experience in a different light and that after a month or so I was in half a mind that we should again visit Gary … but that can be my next story.

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The Debt Collector – Part 1

This story is pure fanatsy. After reading stories on this website and being impressed with the basic ideas, but disappointed with the lack of description, I decided to mix a few together with some of my own ideas. I also tried to be a little more descriptive. I encourage more people to do the same. For anyone who doesn’t like the themes listed, such as incest or rape, please don’t read any further. For everyone else, be thankful for the 1st Amendment. I hope you all enjoy!