Drug

Fantasy

Druggded and raped in your own home

You felt the cloth pressing against your face, mouth and nose covered by what felt like wadded up panties soaked in some strong-smelling chemical. You start to panic, breathing hard while trying to pull away from the figure behind you.
Your breath becomes labored, and your eyes start to become heavy, and the figure relaxes enough for you to turn towards him. Your eyes momentarily widen as you see a large-built, obviously male body, black latex gloves, and a face obscured by some metallic-looking mask. As you open your mouth to begin to scream, the cloth returns and it all turns black.
Your head slowly clears, and you open your eyes groggily, blinking to adjust them to the room. You vaguely remember the awful smell for a moment and look around blearily. You recognize your bedroom, and raise your hand to rub your eyes, only to find it secured to a post on your gothic-style bed.
Panic-stricken, you look towards the other hand as you try to move it, and start to say “what the…”, before you realize your mouth is filled with what feels like a large ball, strapped around your head and secured with a sturdy buckle.
You try to move your legs, failing because they’re tied apart to the same posts, pleated skirt flared, leaving you tied and gagged, standing on the floor at the foot of your bed, legs spread and your body bent over the end, the collar round your neck secured to a lower rail with a stocking.
You attempt to cry out, but all that comes from your mouth is a muffled grunt, and, more disgustingly, a thin string of drool from your forced-open mouth. You shudder, and attempt to protest, but that only produces more drool, and a chuckle from behind you.
“Wakey, Wakey, pretty…” You hear, in a low voice, and you strain to turn your head to see who this is.
“Oh, don’t worry, you’ll see me soon enough.”
You feel waves of panic begin to flow through you as you realize your predicament.
“Oh, I know you’re here, all on your own, while your hubby’s out of town…Truck-driver, is he ? I saw him carrying a large bag this morning, which means he’s away for at least tonight, and tonight’s all I need for now.”
“Oh my god!!!,” you think, “How does this bastard KNOW ?”
“Saw your kids off too, didn’t you, off to a festival, are they ? That gives us ALL night, GUARANTEED.”
“Oh shit!!! He’s been WATCHING me!!!” you frantically try to scream for help, but again, a muffled MMMph sound is all that comes out.
“Now, what can i do to you.?”
You strain to see what is about to happen to you as another scream rises in your throat, but the collar is too tightly fixed, leaving between your legs your only view.
You moan softly as a naked body presses against you, erect cock pushing your skirt against the inside of one of your tied-apart thighs, while the gloved hands play with your breasts through the material of your satin blouse. “Mmmm-MMMMMPH!!!” you protest, as the hands unbutton your satin blouse, pull the cups of your bra down and gently start to rub and tweak your strangely hard nipples. It sends shocks into your belly.
Another line of spittle runs from your mouth as your moans get louder, raising as the pressure on your nipples increases…”Oh my GOD, I’m actually ENJOYING this!!!” you think, as you look down and see a bowl on the bed, catching the drool that’s now running freely from behind the gag. You close your eyes in disgust, but open them with a snap as your shoulder-length blonde hair is grabbed and your neck strains against the collar.
A low voice in your ear chuckles, and says “Now, you little bitch, let’s see what you can take.”
The bowl is removed, and you exhale, grateful that you don’t have to see your drool collected like a trophy and your shame pooling in front of you.
You start to sob gently as a pair of black-gloved hands start to slide up and down the insides of your nylon clad thighs, from the tops of your heeled suede boots all the way to your pantyhose-covered pussy, sliding the nylon against your damp satin panties and making you moan louder as it rubs your piercing into your clit, sending pulses deep into you.
The hands slide your pleated skirt up and over your waist, gather it up at the front and tuck it between your body and the bed and slowly pull down your grey pantyhose and silver panties to rest just beneath your bottom, leaving you able to see your spread thighs, but feeling totally exposed and feeling a cool draught against your rapidly heating pussy.
The man drops to his knees, giving you an upside-down view of his wide torso and a better look at his masked face.
“Ohhhhh…My…..GOD!!!!!” you frantically think as you take in the view. Tattoos on his chest and arms, and a latex face mask that shows an aggressive expression, with a grille over the mouth. A low chuckle comes from the grille and the green eyes flash dangerously behind the mask.
Panic again wells and your heart is pounding in your chest as you feel it, cold, but unmistakable, as this bastard uses your own saliva to lubricate your spread pussy… Waves of shame and nausea wash over you and your legs momentarily turn to jelly before you realize that even if they were to give way completely, you’d STILL be secured fast to the bed frame, bent over and shamefully exposed in front of this stranger.
The black-gloved hand returns and you feel a finger slipping into your pussy, followed by another, and another, and the fingers start to slowly move, in and out, filling you and making you gasp.
“Oh, you can take more, i just KNOW it.” says the voice with a chuckle, and another finger slips in. He’s now got all his fingers in you and your pussy is painfully stretched as they move in and out, speeding up slightly.
“Well, this just is NOT good enough,” says the voice, and you feel a brief sensation of pain, as his thumb is inserted and his entire hand is inside you, painfully stretching and humiliating you.
“OhmyfuckingGODDDDDD!!!! he’s fisting me!!!” you think before he suddenly starts to piston his hand inside you, knuckles grazing your g-spot, and sending your body into uncontrollable spasms as your legs strain to close and your hands frantically grasp at air.
Your orgasm builds up rapidly as the fist hammers away at you, hurting you, making you moan louder but providing you with an incredibly wet sensation as your pussy is awash with hot juices and as your orgasm is ripped out of you and you raise your head to howl, the fist is pulled out of you completely and you gush cum from your pussy as you let out a long, drawn-out scream through the gag before collapsing over the bed, arms limp and breathing ragged, your own cum slowly dripping down your thighs, soaking your panties and tights.
“Well now, that’s a little bit better, isn’t it ????. It’s a START, anyway.”
Another chuckle from behind the mask, as you frantically think “Oh shit… It’s only just BEGUN!!”
“I suppose you’ll be wondering who I am, and why I’m here?”
“I walk past you EVERY day, when you go to the shop… I ALWAYS nod, or say good morning, and you blank me like I’m not even there. You’re a self-centered little bitch and this is my little way of teaching you a lesson.”
“NOOOOOOO!!!!,” you try to say, “It’s not like that, I’m just trying to remember what I want to buy”, but the grunts from behind the gag only make him laugh softly.
“Now for part two. How would you like that nasty gag removed ??? it must be uncomfortable.”
You frantically nod and grunt “YES!!!”, desperate to have the mouth filling ball removed from your mouth, and the figure says “One moment.”
He moves behind you, saying “Let’s make you comfortable again.”, as he bends down and takes something from a black bag by your feet….your eyes widen and an involuntary “MMMMPHHHH!!!” is torn from your mouth as you feel your pussy stretch to take what feels like a fat, elongated ball inside your soaking pussy. The stem sticks out of you, and the man pulls your panties and hose up, trapping it inside you before releasing your skirt, letting it flow back down around your legs.
He moves in front of you, and the collar is untied from the bed, allowing you to stand straighter, and your back groans at the change of stance.
He moves back behind you and the buckle is undone at the back of your head.
You think to scream but before you do, a latex-clad hand around your throat and a whispered “make a noise and I’ll choke you out” makes you think again. You nod, scared of not complying with this terrifying man.
The ball is removed from your mouth, covered and dripping with saliva, and once again, your stomach contracts and you swallow a retch.
“Work your mouth, bitch” the voice says, and you open and close it again, working flexibility into your aching jaw.
“Not QUITE what i meant, but you’ll learn” comes the whisper in your ear, and you shiver as your nipples are brushed by the latex, gripping the skin as the hands skim across the surface.
Your hair is grabbed again and put into a ponytail by your captor as you softly say “please…Why are yo…”
The hand grabs you around the throat again and your vision starts to grow hazy as the oxygen is cut off. The hand lets go and your head clears instantly, and as you pull back your head and open your mouth to take a deep breath, you feel a leather-bound ring being forced into your mouth and buckled fast, leaving your mouth fully open and only your tongue is able to move.
The collar is re-tied to the same post on the bed, leaving you as you were before, only with a fat ball in your pussy and your mouth held open by a metal ring.
He moves around you and kneels on the bed, facing you directly for the first time. His cock is fully erect now, and mere inches from your forced-open mouth. You desperately try to turn your head away, but the latex-gloved hand grabs your ponytail and drags your head back to centre. You begin to sob, knowing what’s about to happen to your mouth, but powerless to stop his cock forcing its way into your mouth. You scream against this violation, but that only seems to excite your attacker, sending vibrations down the shaft of his bulging cock and making him start to slowly fuck your mouth, coating his prick with your saliva and causing him to groan in pleasure.
“Keep your eyes on me, Bitch,” the voice says, and you stare upwards into his face, trying to beg by your pleading eyes alone, your mouth stopped by his cock.
He reaches behind you and picks up something you can’t see, but within seconds, the ball in your pussy starts to vibrate, slowly at first, but with increasing intensity as he increases the power. You squirm, helpless to stop this double violation, but enjoying the vibrations of the ball against your sensitive inner walls. He suddenly chuckles and turns the power up to full. The vibrations make your legs weak and an unstoppable groan replaces the plaintive screams that have long-since died out.
You find your hips gyrating as if by their own accord, using the pressure of your panties and tights to move the ball inside you, as he methodically rapes your mouth, enjoying the tingle your moans sends through his shaft.
He withdraws a riding crop from his bag on the bed and you fight to pull your head back, trying desperately to beg him not to hurt you anymore. The hand on your hair holds you fast, keeping your mouth firmly locked around his cock. He holds the crop over you, as if to use it on your soaking pussy or pert ass, and you flinch, anticipating the first blow, pulling the ball deeper into you.
The crop descends, but instead of pain, you feel jolts of pure pleasure as the crop repeatedly strikes the stem of the vibrating ball where it meets the material of your skirt. In effect using it as a hammer against your still sensitive g-spot.
You feel another orgasm start to build, and, helpless to stop it, your pussy contracts and presses itself around the ball as you let out a loud sob as you start to cum again. Fear, disgust, shame, pleasure all mingle as you open your throat and push yourself onto his cock, screaming your orgasm as he holds your hair and forces his entire length down your eager throat.
He drops the crop and lets go of your hair, using both latex-clad hands to pinch your nipples and pull them downwards, intensifying your orgasm through your entire body. You panic and scream again as you start to gag on his cock, your eyes watering, and making tears run down your face.
Just as you think you’re about to pass out, he withdraws his cock from your mouth and slowly wanks it in front of your face, using the saliva dripping from your mouth to lubricate it as he pulls the foreskin back, revealing a swollen purple head, that he rubs around your lips. Your tongue darts out to lick the bulbous head, drawing another chuckle from the masked attacker.
“Well, well, WELL,” says the voice, “Our little bitch is enjoying herself, it seems.”
“Oh fuck!!!!…. oh my fucking god!!!! that was SO fucking intense…” you think, as your pussy spasms, still a slave to the ball that’s STILL vibrating inside you, holding you at the edge of another orgasm.
You feel your G-spot responding again, and start to moan softly, as the man suddenly rams his entire cock into your mouth again, and uses your hair as a handle to make your mouth travel the full length of his dick.
He picks up the crop again, and down it comes, again and again onto the vibrator stem, tipping you over the edge again and your legs give way as your entire body starts to shake with the most powerful orgasm so far. Again, you attempt to force your mouth down onto his cock, but the hand in your hair stops you, and you’re forced to cry out your disappointment onto the tip of his cock, foam coming from around the ring-gag and running down his shaft
The hand releases your hair, and your head droops down, your energy spent. The man stands and once more moves behind you, your view once more obscured by your skirt. He Lifts the back of your skirt again, leaving the front hanging down, and slowly pulls your tights and panties down.
Suddenly, you feel a buzzing on your clit, as he uses a second vibrator on it, grabbing the stem of the vibrating ball and fucking it in and out of your raw pussy. You moan as the twin feelings of your clit being vibrated and your pussy being fucked with the ball start to work their magic, stretching the entrance and making you gasp again and again as you feel yet another orgasm beginning to swell in your belly.
The vibrator is removed from your clit and you protest, but start to squirm almost immediately as you feel the man’s tongue flicker over your clit, as he sits between your legs, facing away from you, still fucking away at your already well-pounded pussy.
The Orgasm is wrenched from you and your pussy spasms, squirting cum from deep inside you,all over the man’s waiting face… He gently kisses your clit once before standing and moving to the side of the bed. He grabs your hair again, dragging your face around to face him again, and simply says “Tongue”… You tentatively push your tongue through the ring-gag as he lowers his masked face to yours, and again, simply says “Lick”…The smell of latex and your own cum send another spasm through your belly, and you hungrily lick your juices from his masked face, almost purring as you lap it all up, all the time staring into the green eyes behind the mask and trying to place the face and the voice.
“Heh-heh-heh, our little bitch likes the taste of her own cum” says the voice, which drags you back from your shameful enjoyment of what started off as a non-consensual act, as you remember this is something you DON’T want, although you DO have doubts about that after having some of the strongest orgasms of your life.
He quickly moves behind you again, and says “you dirty little bitch, standing there, tights and knickers round your thighs, pussy stuffed, enjoying yourself…Well, we CAN’T have any of THAT, can we, Bitch”. The Vibrating ball is removed from you, and you let out an unmistakable moan of protest as it stretches you for the last time before softly leaving you.
He replaces it with what seems to be the vibe he used on your clit, pushing it into your swollen pussy where it rests again on your g-spot. Your tights and panties are pulled back up and your skirt is once more allowed to drop down, the material brushing your soaking wet knickers into your pussy, the now-cooled cum that drenches them making you shiver.
The buckle is loosened on the ring-gag, and the voice says “Speak when you’re spoken to bitch. Understand ?” You nod as best you can. The ring is removed and your aching jaw is opened and shut until the ache subsides.
“Who’s fuck toy are you, Bitch ???” the voice asks.
“Y-yours” you reply timidly.
“Who owns you now ??”… “Y-you do”.
“Good girl…Now, do you want my cock ?”…”oh yes,” you gasp.
“Then BEG me to fuck you. BEG me to Rape you hard, Bitch”
“Oh, PLEASE, fuck my pussy, please rape me. Fill me up again, pleeeeeeeeease”, you beg.
“Well, who am I to disappoint such a good little fuck toy ?”, the voice says, and you give a start as your tights and panties are roughly ripped apart before he impales you on his cock, so deep it takes your breath away.
“Don’t you DARE make me cum too fast, fuck toy, or I swear I’ll rape your ass, too.”
“Oh pleeeease no. I’ll be your fuck toy, sir…Just don’t fuck my ass, I BEG you”. You sob.
He begins to move in and out of you, shafting you with his full length slowly and methodically, filling you totally and dragging repeated sobs from you as his gloved hands return to your nipples and flick at them as they graze your breasts.
He begins to move faster and turns the vibe on, widening your eyes and ripping an “OHMYFUCKINGGODDDD!!!!!” from you, shaking once again as the vibe inside you, the pinching of your nipples and the pistoning cock raping you threaten to tip you again into another full body orgasm.
“Oh YEAH!!!!,” you cry out… “FUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEEEEEEEEE!!!!! ”
One of the hands moves from your nipple and grabs your hair, pulling your head back so it’s immobile, between the collar and the hand in your hair, and the voice growls…”Fucking take it all, you dirty little slut!!!!”
At the word “Slut”, you lose all control, and frantically struggle as the pounding cock inside you starts to piston, faster and faster, and you begin to cum uncontrollably…”OhfuckOhfuckOhfuckOhfuck,” you moan, “rape me you dirty fucking bastard, harder!!!!…Oh PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE hurt me with your cock…Ohyesohyesohyesohyesohyes”, you gasp as he rapes you mercilessly.
The cock inside you suddenly seems to swell inside you, and as you gush your red-hot cum all over his shaft, he unloads HIS cum deep inside you.
As you gasp for breath after this final, devastating orgasm, the other hand is taken from your nipple and you feel a tinge of regret for the loss of sensation.
The hand grasping your hair is still there,though, and as you pant and attempt to regain your breath, sucking in air greedily, a familiar smell wafts into your nostrils.
“Good night, Fuck toy,” the voice whispers in your ear, “Sweet dreams.”

Read 97386 times |
Rated 90.2 % |
(307 votes)

Vote list (Close) :John 101
: NEGATIVEcrys2345
: POSITIVEPrincess_jasmine
: POSITIVENylongirl
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

College Transformations: Part 1

Alisa was really starting to enjoy college. Years of feeling awkward in high school, being a late bloomer was beginning to finally pay off as she began to develop. Her breast were a modest 34B, but her hips flared out giving her a breathtaking ass. She’d chopped off her hair that once hung down to her mid-back and it now rested gently on her shoulders.
Still shy from years of awkward interaction, she was slowly learning about the pleasures of alcohol and recreational drug use. She enjoyed getting high because it helped her relax and enjoy other people’s company. Finding the drugs she wanted was a little more difficult. Because she was so shy, she’d resorted to asking only her closest friends to help her get some of cocaine or acid. But she was about to have to step out of her comfort zone to get the high she craved.
It was a Friday night during the fall semester and none of her friends were answering her calls or returning her texts. It was almost 8 p.m. and all she’d done was drink a few whisky sours – she was craving a high. Thinking maybe her fried Hattie’s phone was out of earshot, she decided to walk across campus to her friends apartment.
Realizing she was still wearing her pajama pants and a thin spaghetti strap top, she walked into her closet to pick something out to wear. “Ugh. Why didn’t I start the laundry!” she thought. As she examined what remained in her closet, she reached for a denim skirt she absolutely hated to wear and a white silk camisole. As she slipped them on, she shook her head while watching herself in the mirror. She never liked the way she looked. Tonight was no different, but the silk felt nice against her skin. She looked down at her small breast and thought “It’s a big improvement from high school.” She slipped on some sandals and headed out the door.
Half-way across campus, she began to walk down frat row. It was a short cut the her friends place and she enjoyed seeing the frat guys act like idiots and catch glimpses of their bare chest. It was clearly a Friday night as the music blasted from open windows and guys and girls stumbled around in the front yards on the houses. Just as she was about to reach the end of the road, she heard a voice call from her left.
“Hey there, baby! You’re looking hot tonight!” the voice called.
She looked over her shoulder at the Kappa Sigma house and recognized the face that had called out to her. It was Justin from her Algebra class. He was always trying to copy her homework, but Alisa didn’t mind. Justin was built and always looked and smelled nice. One day, he’d grazed her hand as she handed over her homework and a chill went write down her spine and made her stomach jump. She turned and started walking towards him.
“Hey Justin. I see you and your frat buddies are having a good time tonight” she replied.
“You have no idea. You want to come in?” he asked.
Alisa took a second to think about it. She really wanted to get her hands on some coke, but Justin was looking especially hot tonight. He was wearing khaki cargo shorts and a nice royal blue button up that was unbuttoned. She spotted the beer in his hand and asked, “You have anything in there that’s better than that crap?” pointing at the beer.
Justin grinned and nodded as she walked up the steps to the house and slipped his hand around her waist as he guided her into the house.
The Kappa Sigma house was one of the biggest fraternity houses on campus and as Alisa saw once inside the door, it was put to good use. There were people everywhere, packed in so tight, that you could hardly move from one side to the other. Justin lead her around the edge of the room and down a hallway. They reached a stairwell and he started up. She watched his ass while walking behind him and felt her panties getting moist. It had been a long time since she’d been with a guy and she was hoping maybe Justin would be interested.
At the top of the stairs, Justin walked through a door and turned around and invited Alisa in. As she stepped into the room, there was a strong smell of pot in the room and beer cans were stacked up in the window. Justin offered her a seat and asked what she wanted.
“Got any cocaine?” she asked boldly.
“Wow, you don’t beat around the bush, do you?” Justin said as he rummaged through a drawer. He pulled out a small bag, a mirror and a razor blade. “Will this do?” he asked.
Alisa lit up at the sight of the white powder as Justin began to cut the cocaine into lines.
Over the next hour, they alternated between snorting lines and drinking some whisky he’d kept under his bed. The entire time, Alisa had been staring through Justin’s shirt at his bare chest. As the drugs began to alter her state of mind, she felt herself getting over her shyness and reaching into the opening of his shirt as she let her hands roam his chest.
Justin laid back onto the couch as Alisa leaned over him and began lightly kissing his chest and neck. She worked her way down his stomach and began to unbutton his shorts. Pulling them down along with his boxers, she released his cock from its cage and it sprang to life. Only semi-hard, his cock was 3 inches around and 6 inches long. She wrapped her hands around it and began licking up and down the sides of his cock. Justin threw his head back and began to moan. She took his balls into her mouth and rolled them over her tongue and then slipped his cock between her lips.
As she began to suck and bob on Justin’s cock, she felt a hand reaching up into her skirt. Enamored by the cock she was tending to, she didn’t think about the fact that Justin had his hands behind his head. The hand slipped into Alisa’s panties and began to slowly rub her clit. This just drove her to bob her head faster and harder as her state of drug-enhanced ecstasy rose. The fingers moved from her clit to her slit and started to make their way inside her pussy. The harder the fingers pumped, the harder she sucked until suddenly the fingers were gone and what felt like a cock began to take their place.
Alisa looked lustfully over her shoulder as the unannounced cock invaded her steaming pussy. She didn’t recognize the guy who was now pounding her like there was no tomorrow, but at this point she didn’t care. She sucked Justin’s cock back between her lips and matched her unknown partners rhythm. After only a few minutes, Justin’s cock erupted in Alisa’s mouth as cum oozed out of the creases in her lips. Four, five, six cumloads forced their way down her throat as she struggled to swallow every drop.
Apparently the sight of cum dribbling out of her mouth was enough to send the guy behind her into an orgasm because he began bucking wildly into her and she could feel his cum splashing against her pussies walls. Justin had moved off the couch and was now watching the sight as the guy who had just pounded her senseless withdrew his rod from her hole.
She rolled over and laid back on the couch, legs spread open and began playing with her clit. Justin suddenly dropped between her legs and took her fingers place as he lapped at the cum dripping from her hot pussy and flicked his tongue across her clit. The other guy moved next to Alisa’s face and offered his semi-erect cock for her consumption. As Alisa obliged, the guy started to talk to Justin.
“I knew you’d eat my cum out of a pussy, you fucking pervert.” he said while Alisa sucked gently on his cock.
Justin just looked up from Alisa’s pussy with pure lust without letting his tongue stop as if to say “Whatever. Fuck if I care!”
His tongue stopped after several moments and she felt Justin’s thick cock, begin to slide into her cum-filled pussy. As he leaned over her body, he did something she never imagined he would do – he took this guys cock into his mouth while fucking Alisa.
Pleased with the show and the pleasure, Alisa leaned a little further back and began playing with her breast while watching Justin suck off this guys cock.
“I can do a lot more than eat your cum, Ben.” Justin said as the cock fell from his mouth.
“I’d say” Ben replied. “You up for more than just sucking my cock and drinking my cum?”
Justin nodded as Ben moved behind him. Alisa began to feel Ben’s weight push Justin deeper into her pussy and was getting close to orgasm just thinking about Justin getting fucked in the ass by the guy who had just filled her up. As the three got into a steady pace, Alisa began to pull and pinch at Justin’s nipples and he began calling out loudly – “Oh fuck, yea.”
Feeling like she wasn’t getting the best end of this deal, Alisa pulled away and looked at the two as Ben continued to fuck Justin in the ass. “Can’t a girl like me get a little bit of both of you again?” she asked. With that, Ben laid back on the coach and motioned for Alisa to come over to him. He turned her around to face away from him and slowly sat her down on his lap. As she slid down, he moved his cock to the entrance of her asshole and began to push it in. Alisa initially winced at the pain, but lowered herself down onto the throbbing cock as the pain subsided.
Ben began to bounce Alisa in a rhythm and told her to rub her clit. Once she was well lubed, Ben told Justin that it was time for him to put his cock to good use and begin fucking Alisa.
Justin moved in between Ben and Alisa’s leg and lowered his cock to the entrance of her pussy. He watched as Ben’s cock moved in and out of her ass just an inch below as he slipped his cock into her hole. Alisa gasp for breath as the feeling of having both of her holes filled at the same time overcame her. The two guys worked themselves into a rhythm and rocked in and out of her. Before long, Alisa began to cum over and over again. She begged them to stop, but Ben wasn’t going to stop until he had cum in her ass. Justin did the same and both guys began pounding her together, harder and harder. Simultaneously, both of them erupted in her holes and once again, Alisa was sent over the edge and screamed out in ecstasy.
As she fell over onto the couch, she looked at Ben and said “From now on, I’m using you to get all my coke.”

Read 13659 times |
Rated 90.3 % |
(31 votes)

Vote list (Close) :

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

Doomsday, the day my life changed!

ok this is my first story s please keep the comments civil & i know there is not much sex in it but i promise to have more in the future this is just the begining of a larger story

Fantasy

Kathy Becomes a Human Breeding Slave P.1

(This is my first story and criticism is highly welcome. There may be a part 2 if this gets positive reviews. it’s a fantasy of mine that I really enjoy and I hope you do too. I must admit it begins slow but then it quickly heats up.)
Kathy Becomes A Human Breeding Slave (part 1)
Kathy woke up after an amazingly restful sleep, she bunched up the blankets to her face for warmth. She knew that it was going to be one of those mornings where you just writhe in bed, with your mind wondering aimlessly for hours. The room was very dark, she realized this after about an hour of laying in bed.
“This bed is so damn soft” she thought as she spread herself out on it, enjoy the feeling of the sheets on every crevice of her body. It was as if she was sleeping on clouds
“Why is it so dark? What happened to her bed room window?”, Kathy thought recollecting the position of her bed to her window in her own bed room. She sat up weakly as if she had been sleeping for days.
Another realization had just crossed her mind and caused her much distress- this was not her bed, the blankets were too soft and fluffy and there were too many pillows, which she had little difficulty in differing from the ones you would find on her actual bed since she was completely naked and could feel the sheets with her entire body! Something is very very wrong, Kathy never slept in the nude.
She began to panic and jumped out of the bed and immediately began to feel her way around the pitch black room. The first thing she discovered about her new environment was that the floor was very smooth, like plastic. She had felt along the walls all around the bed, they must have been made of the same substance that made up the floor. There was no obvious exits, no doors, no windows, not even furniture beyond that of the bed she found herself in when she awoke, It was as if she woke up in a plastic box. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she was scared, she curled up in a ball in the corner hoping it was all a nightmare. She couldn’t remember how she had arrived here or even falling asleep in the first place or her last cognitive thoughts before going to sleep to wake up here.
She felt her wrist and felt a plastic like device wrapped tightly around it, possibly made of the same substance as the floor and walls. It wouldn’t come off. It was so light it was no wonder she hadn’t realized it was there until just now yet it was solid as a rock and would not leave its position from her wrist as if it were bolted to her skeleton.
She stayed there in that corner for several minutes until finally lit up the room, slowly, so her eyes could adjust with out the shock. She looked around and she saw exactly what she imagined the room to look like, smooth flat white walls, white ceiling, white floor, even the bed she could now see was completely white, mattress and all. She stood up and quickly looked under the bed as if there might be some sort of trapped door or way in or out under there with no success. Hell, there wasn’t even a source of light in the room, it just looked like the walls themselves were evenly illuminating the room.
She then began to study the device on her wrist. It was white and glossy like the rest of the room but had a screen and a few square buttons next of it, the screen was blank and She was still extremely frightened.
She heard a loud beeping noise and a flashing light coming from the device followed by a feeling of relaxation, her worries began to melt away but not as if she was drugged, she was still very much sober. The device began to speak with a female sounding voiced, it sounded almost robotic with little emotion but emphasis on certain words. Her initial thought of it was how soothing it was to hear another persons voice even if it is just that of a machine.
“Welcome Kathy Smith, You are no doubt wondering where you are and why you are here. The device on your wrist has given you a small sedative because you were having a panic attack. However I cannot tell you about your current location I can tell you that you will be given orders at specific times of the day and if you do not follow our orders the device on your wrist will give you a series of painful shocks until you do. This is part of an experiment on mechanics of the body of the human species.”
After the device tells her this a space on the wall lights up accompanied by a ding sound with black numbers saying “6:30 AM” and below that “Day 1”.
The device began to speak again, “If you need to use the bath room simply touch the highlighted area on the wall to your left” with that a door shaped area of the wall to her left began to glow blue with the letters “BR” on it. “you may maintain your hygiene with this, this is not optional, you will be required to: shower, brush your teeth three times a day with mouth wash + flossing at least once a day.”
The effects of the sedative were still being administered to Kathy who couldn’t seem to manage to become worried about being trapped in a inescapable room naked, she simply sat on the bed listening to her orders attentively.
Right now you must bathe and brush your teeth
At 8 O’ clock AM you will be given your breakfast. Followed by brushing your teeth
AT 11 O’ clock AM you will be given your first order which you will be required to fulfill,
At 3 O’’ clock PM you will be given lunch. Followed by brushing your teeth
At 5 O’ clock PM you will be given your second set of orders.
At 9 O’ clock PM you will be given dinner after which you will be required to brush your teeth along with flossing, clean yourself and go to sleep and then await your orders for tomorrow which may differ from those you have been given today.”
Kathy began to come out of her relaxed state a little and into a state of “WTF” as the device ended its list of instructions.
“Please do not panic, we mean you no harm at all. When we are finished with our tests you may return home.”
With the device stopped glowing, it remained silent for the several minutes Kathy spent contemplating how the fuck she got her self stuck in this sick, fucked up situation. She thought hard, her last memory was playing World of Warcraft all night, perhaps she fell asleep while playing but she doesn’t recall ever feeling drowsy. What the fuck was she going to do? For a while she thought that this must be some sick perverts rape basement and this is some fucked up fantasy of his but further speculation of the room would prove that was an unlikely theory but the only other reason is that she actually is in an alien cell and she is some sort of experiment which itself was somewhat difficult to accept for some odd reason.
Kicking the walls did nothing but hurt her bare foot and make her fall on her naked ass resulting in her wrist device flashing and making her too calm to want to do it again. It was only by touching the highlighted door the device had made out to be a bathroom did she find any sort of escape from the room she had woken up in. The highlighted area on the wall flashed and was gone, in its place was the entrance to another room. She entered cautiously.
It was definitely a bath room, spacious though and completely white. It had a toilet, a sink, and a luxuriously large bath tub with 4 shower heads. Opposite the entrance of the bathroom between the bath tub and the toilet/sink wall was a wall that was entirely made up of a glass mirror. She checked her back to make sure there was nothing attached to it like the device on her wrist, nothing. All she had on her was her thick nerdy glasses and the device secured to her wrist. She began to observe herself in the mirror as all 16 year old teenage girls do and she found humor in the fact that at the moment that her body was all she could think of, possibly a result of the sedative currently coursing through her veins. She looked herself up and down, she hated her body, she was short (5’2) with a bit of a belly and the butt of a girl who never gets any exercise (too much Warcraft) and a completely flat chest that made her look like a little girl, she hated it. All of this made her shape sort of goofy looking but this was mostly just in her head most guys would describe her as kinda cute but not quite sexy. She did however acknowledge that she had a cute face that you could only find on nerdy girls, with nice long straight light brown hair. which always brought up her spirits after looking into a mirror but this time she couldn’t bring herself to smile in the mirror like she usually does because of her current situation. She checked the time which appeared on the area of the wall in front of the sink again, it read “7:22”.
The device began to speak again, “You must bathe and brush your teeth now, failure to do so will result in intense pain”. The idea of which horrified Kathy.
She began the shower which had only one knob which she found strange, the four shower heads began to produce warm water, not too hot, not too cold just perfect. She stepped in and began to clean her self rubbing a bar of soap between her legs and up to her crotch and between the cheeks of her ass. And dried off with a towel that simply appeared in a flash on the wall, once dry she dropped it on the floor, there was another flash and it was gone. She brushed her teeth and thought the tooth paste taste very strange but tried to not think about it too much. She looked around looking for her clothes to put on only to realize she didn’t have any fricken clothes to put on and began feeling stupid, no clothes would appear.
She touched the wall and walked back into the main room, she began to feel worried again, and again the device would beep and with that she no longer worried.
The room had changed, next to the bed was a computer like device, in the middle of the room there was a table with a char. After becoming acquainted with her new environment the clock struck 8 O clock and the device on her wrist said, “Now is time for breakfast you will drink all of it.”
In a flash a clear cup formed on the table in the middle of the room and was filled with a blue liquid.
“This is breakfast, she said aloud?” Looking at the cup with a dumb founded face “You have got to be kidding me.”
These were actually the first words she has said since she got here that weren’t loud curses or interjections.
With that an intense pain began to grow in her wrist, up her arm and eventually her whole body and she screamed, “FINE I’LL DRINK IT FOR FUCK SAKE”. The pain subsided but there was still some pain in her wrist, possibly a reminder of her punishment and how easily it could be brought back.
She grabbed the cup and downed it all, at first she tried drinking the blue liquid as fast as possible but soon found that it wasn’t that bad. It was like nothing she had ever tasted before yet it tasted like something she has always craved, it was strange to say the very least. After downing the cup she realize that she no longer felt hungry, in fact she felt completely satisfied yet not stuffed, it was a nice feeling she thought as the pain in her wrist stopped immediately. She is definitely not in some perverts basement. The device spoke.
“Very well done Kathy! You will await your next orders, in the mean time you may entertain yourself with a library of human literature and music stored on the device next to your new bed. The device is not unlike the one found in your room so it should be simple to figure out.”
Kathy studied it, it was basically the computer in her room but made of the plastic substance that made up almost everything else in the room and was only a monitor with a mouse and keyboard. And no wires to be found anywhere.
She sat down and activated it, it was very simple the library of books and music stored on it was tremendous, the computer possibly had the worlds largest collections of literature and music and even though she never read much she did eventually settled into reading one of the books it had to offer even if it was out of sheer boredom of roaming around what seemed to be the only two available rooms in the whole damn place.
She got lost in the book she was reading and lost track of time, before she knew it, it was 11 O’ clock and the device was once again telling her what she has to do.
“Kathy, its time to begin your daily exercises, you will be told to exercise everyday to make you healthier and more fit.” the device said with a hint of cheeriness in its synthetic voice.
Kathy thought of all the episodes of the Twilight Zone where some alien cooks human beings and eats them.
Beep! Beep! Beep! those thoughts were gone now.
“Failure to do so with result in punishment. You will find your gym to the opposite wall from your bathroom.” With that a new glowing door shaped entrance appeared across the table from the bathroom. “Go now”
Knowing what will happen if she didn’t obey Kathy put her hand on he wall and it opened in a flash. She walked in, another white room but this one had strange equipment which resembled work out gear and benches but sleeker looking, and made of the same material.
“Here we will have you exercise everyday and test your body vitals and overall state of health. You will now be scanned to determine a quality exercise schedule.”
A light engulfed her body for a few seconds which would have freaked her out hadn’t it been for those great wonder drugs they keep shooting into her!
“Scan complete, your first exercise will be on the treadmill for a designated period of time.”
Kathy thought this must be some sort of fat joke but she was really incapable of getting too upset at the moment. She found the tread mill and stepped on, it began slow and a green meter appeared on the wall and the device explained.
“the meter determines how long you will run for today, when it depletes your cardio will end your weight training for today will begin, failure to complete either will result in pain. You are not incapable of finishing the exercise our scans have confirmed it.”
“Oh fuck” Kathy thought, “I cant even fake being too tired with these ass holes”
The sedatives began to immediately wear off and the tread mill began to gain speed. She ran the entire allotted time and it was only after the meter had run out and after a few punishments did she realize just out of shape she really was. They then did some light weight lifting. At one point she was so exhausted that she thought there was no way she could go on, the device on her wrist began to beep and all of a sudden she had a sudden jolt of energy. It must have given her the energy to finish the exercise. Yet after all that she practically had to crawl back into the main room into the bed and lay down, she was not allowed to sleep during what the clock would insist is day time and if she did she would begin to feel the pain again. She decided to take a shower since she stank so much of Body Oder, her entire body was drenched with sweat from the intense work out. It felt like every muscle in her body was broken, the bed soaked up most of her sweat until she mustered the strength to pull herself up and bathe herself. Later when she would return she would see that the sheets of her bed had been changed, this would happen every time she left and came back.
While washing herself off she thought to herself, not having to undress, “Why me?”
The device on her wrist responded to her thoughts, “We only choose human specimens who will most appreciate out services and also have the least to lose from being removed from their habitat”
“Great” she thought, “Not only can it read by thoughts but it knows I’m a loser.”
She would have to entertain herself with a books and music until lunch which of course was another glass of blue shit. The device began to explain the blue substance has everything her body will ever need and then some. A new file appeared on the computer near the bed in the main room explaining some of the dynamics of her new life. The device doesn’t administer sedatives or drugs it turns out but rather restrains the chemicals in her body that cause her to panic and Worry. The jolt of energy she received were extra adrenaline when she absolutely needed it. It went into further detail but it was mostly about the chemicals and nutritional facts about the meals she was going to be given and details on how to operate the wrist device but she couldn’t manage to turn it on, Supposedly she could see her vitals with it and her organ function but no go, it wouldn’t activate and the screen remained blank. It also mentioned little things like how the tooth paste they have will completely repair her teeth and went on to explain its chemical composition which she couldn’t understand at all.
The orders she received at 5 O’ clock were simply to tell her that she was going to receive another body scan which she was thankful for because she would die if she had to exercise again. The day went on rather mundanely.
She had dinner, which was blue stuff again…
And then she bathed and brushed and she went to her bed, the lights dimmed and eventually went out in unison with the light of the computer monitor.
Despite probably being in the depths of a god damn mother ship on the other side of the universe, she must admit, she slept like a baby because of that ass kicking of an exercise she got.
The next morning she was woken up by alarm clock sounds, not unlike the one she had in her room back at home and the first thing she noticed was that the clock on the wall now said “6:30” with “Day 2” underneath. Apparently she wasn’t dreaming and is still apparently deeply fucked.
The day went exactly the same, she would get pissed then that thing on her wrist would beep and then she would drink blue stuff and read a few books and beeps later she would be forced to exercise different muscle groups as the device described to her and then she would read books, drink blue stuff, read books, get scanned, read books, drink blue stuff. And then sleep All through out the day she was given glasses of water and ordered to drink all of it to keep her body hydrated.
By day 4 of this she was going fucking nuts, it was made more than obvious that this was not a dream and at this point she would have preferred to be in a rapists basement because then at least she would have another god damn human being to converse with even if he was raping her ass. The work outs were brutal up to this point and only getting harder, they added weight to everything everyday and she had to run for a minute longer everyday.
When it became 11 O’ clock she began contemplating to completely refuse to exercise even if it meant being punished she didn’t care but she was pleasantly surprised to find out that today she wouldn’t need to exercise, today was a rest day. She thanked god, she was as happy as a child during a snow day. She got to just read and listen to music all day while spread out naked enjoying her comfy bed. She noticed something strange, when she began reading on the first day she could barely read a single paragraph without her mind wondering but now she read entire novels in under an hour comprehensively and remembering everything once she had read them. She was beginning to read more complex literature. Was she really becoming smarter? The wrist device would soon answer her query.
“Yes, the meals you are served not only will accelerate your physical progression from your exercises but also enhance your cognitive abilities.”
After hearing this she began testing you mental abilities on science and math text books provided by the computer and was astounded by the amount of knowledge she retained from them. She read them over and over until she retained everything, tomorrow she would attempt more challenging texts.
On the morning of the Fifth day she woke up brushed her teeth and before getting into the shower noticed something in the mirror, she had lost a good amount of weight. Her no loner looked oddly proportioned, now she looked like a thin nerdy girl with some muscle tone. She was ecstatic with joy because up to this point her body had always been ugly and she never thought she’d ever get in good shape. She flexed her abdominal muscles and saw a few outlines of developing abs. she felt great, no need for wrist beeping today she said to herself.
She was actually sort of bummed when she found out that today was also a day of rest, she was hoping that morning that they would be able to hit the gym again. She just sat in bed again reading but from time to time would go back to the mirror to see her developing body again.
Not to say things were all hunky dorry after that but she was glad that she was getting something out of this fucked up relationship.
By the 8th day Kathy had 4 visible abs on her slim torso and a nicely sculpted ass, she flexed and posed in front of the mirror naked, she even tried doing a few sexy dances for shits and giggles. Wow, she was looking so good she was starting to turn herself on. However she began to wonder how long she was going to have to stay here, what’s the point of having a rocking body if she couldn’t show anybody. The device answered her prayers.
“After you get to a certain point of physical fitness you will begin your second series of tests including other subjects.”
The screen of the wrist device lit up and showed statistics of her current state of health, absolutely everything from the progression of her cognitive abilities to the quality of health of every single organ in her body. A lot of it was completely incomprehensible, amounts of chemicals in organs rates at which they are excreted. She thought that she ought to look up what it means on the computer library, not feeling intimidated of being overwhelm by the complexity of it.
Over the next few days of exercises and rest and speeding through books she would be absolutely fascinated with the changes in her body and her overall health described by the wrist device.
By the 14th day she would look at herself in the mirror and see a absolute knock out, she had a great, slim 6 pack. Muscular legs and back but beefy, just really, really toned in a sexy way. She thought it was a damn shame there weren’t any clothes allowed in here apparently and began practicing her silly sexy dance and looks in the mirror. She began to really study herself move. She began shaving her pubic hair to give herself a better view of her body in all of its glory. The cool air felt nice on her now truly naked pussy.
She began to rub her right nipple, her tits were still very small but right now she liked the way she look. She gave herself dirty looks in the mirror, sultry looks. She began to rub her clit and gasped in pleasure. Finger fucking herself never felt like this before. She hadn’t masturbated since she got here in fear of being recorded but she couldn’t control herself anymore. She shoved her middle finger into her cunt and her pussy immediately began to convulse with the ecstasy of a deep full bodied orgasm. She could feel every single vein pulsing blood into her loins as if each vein was being finger fucked as well, synchronized with her thumping heart beats. When she looked down at her crotch she saw how wet her inner thighs were, her pussy was literal flooding with her natural slick fuck juices.
She didn’t want to be quiet anymore, who would even care if she began to scream in pleasure. She began to fuck her hand like a completely slut without a care in the world, screaming obscenities. When she finally brought herself to her second orgasm she couldn’t sit up right any more, she fell back while her pussy muscles went to work on her poor little fingers. Her eyes rolled up to the top of her head as she made loud gasping sounds before going into a full out scream as she peaked, her pussy shot a stream of juice that doused the entire mirror while she spasmed on the floor with her knees up to her chest and her hips going back and forth as if fucking a phantom dick.
As she came back to reality she had a smile on her face a mile wide, she knew that as her health and fitness grew so did her sex drive and she suspected that there were at least four times as many nerves in her pussy now than before. She checked her wrist device to see the progression in her genitalia since she arrived, there weren’t more nerves in her pussy now but they were now extremely more sensitive and her G-stop has grown much larger making it hard to miss. She sat up reflecting on her masturbation session when she began to look in the mirror again. It made sense that her horniness was caused by her activities in this cell because the only times she’d flick her bean back at home was when she was curious about how it would feel and not really because she was horny, not like this.
She began to think of what her body lacked and it was obvious, she wanted bigger tits. She had a thought.
“Hey you” Kathy said to the device on her wrist as she tapped on the screen.
“May I help you?”
“I know this may sound stupid but… are you able to make my breasts bigger? I mean you have already done so much already”
“this will be part of your next stage of training which should begin in a few days as your physical training is nearing completion.”
“Really no Joke?”
“Yes”
Kathy thought she didn’t need to hear anymore but then she began to wonder, why does the next stage of training include making my tits bigger? The machine read her thoughts and replied.
“You will be paired up with a human much later and we have found that human males of your culture are extremely attracted to females with large breasts and fit bodies. Your mate will be chosen by your own preference in human males to find the best match.”
Kathy was disgusted at first but then she started to imagine her dream guy coming in and getting it on like animals just like she did in the mirror just now. Damn she couldn’t stop thinking about fucking since she finger fucked herself, she was going nuts. In fact the idea of a any guy coming in and fucking sounded like paradise especially since she’s been so alone but there were so many questions to be asked first. She thought and all she could manage to think of asking was “why” to which the device had no reply meaning probably meaning that information was off limits.
Kathy was not a virgin, she had sex a few times before but it was never very glorious. Her first boyfriend if you could really call it that was a boy from another high school she had met through a friend when she was 15 (he was 18) who would ask her out to the movies. When we had went we had went the movie was terrible and they were practically the only people in the theater. He had began to feel her up, and she was so desperate for this guy to like her that she had let him and eventually tried to make it romantic by kissing him but before she knew it she had his tongue exploring her gum line, she would be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy it though. Kathy’s heart stopped when he started to undo the button and fly of his pants and pulled them down enough to whip out his hard cock. He whispered things into her ear, about how beautiful she was and that he thinks they really have something special together. She would eventually be convinced to suck him off right there in the back corner of that theater. It wasn’t too bad, at the time she was convinced that what she was doing was romantic and beautiful and his dick didn’t really taste like anything and his precum actually didn’t taste that bad. She really didn’t know what she was doing though, she was just doing what she had seen in porn movies she had watched purely out of curiosity, apparently she was doing something right because in a matter of minutes she had him painting the back of her throat with his seed, she couldn’t let it slip out onto his pants so she swallowed it which did kind of gross her out but she had a sip of her coke and she was over it quickly.
After the movie he had her bent over behind a secluded dumpster around back taking it in the pussy after he had eaten her out a bit to get her wet. With her leaning against a brick wall he pounded away, leaving her ass red because his lower gut was slapping into her sow hard as his sac was swinging back and forth occasionally slapping her in the clit when his fully engorged dick would quickly and completely impale her. it’s a wonder no one found them with the sounds of slapping flesh coming from behind that dumpster. They didn’t talk much of the rest of the night.
He would ask her out a few more times for the next two weeks, always ending in fucking her right out in the open and eventually he would stop calling all together and when she finally did get in contact with him he would tell her that he didn’t think things were working out even after telling her how much she loved her before finger fucking her in a restaurant they had gone to the other night followed by a fucking her in a bathroom stall.
The only other person she has ever had sex with was a boy she had met at a anime convention (she was quite the nerd) who shared common interests, he was sweet/nerdy and kind of resembled the main character of one of her favorite anime shows. He was slim but not skinny and rather tall with short brown hair and bright blue eyes.
She would take him back to the room she was staying in that night not necessarily with fucking in mind but that’s how it had turned out anyway. She would be his first and it was obvious because he was really nervous and when they had actually began to fuck it didn’t take him very long to fill his rubber with his cum. She thought it was cute, perhaps the sex wasn’t better but it was slightly more romantic than her previous relationship. Actually it was funny because his dick was noticeably bigger than the guy who took her virginity even if he nervous in the service.
She would give him a blow job in the bathroom of the convention on the second day and in their last night together they did finally have satisfying sex, he wasn’t so nervous anymore. They would continue to chat over the internet but they never considered each other boy friend and girl friend and she was ok with that.
But now she felt absolutely sex crazed, not just that she wanted to constantly get off but constantly thinking of cocks, sucking, fucking and jerking them. She began to love everything about them.
At the 22nd day she was no longer making progress in exercising, she was at peak physical fitness, the level they wanted her at anyway. She looked like a goddess of sexiness she was in such amazing shape, she felt good too, she had more energy and was always in a good mood, she was finger fucking herself every morning and night. The device told Kathy that she would no longer have to work out. That morning Kathy was served a cup of pink liquid instead of the blue liquid she was normally served, she didn’t think twice about drinking it. After all the punishments from times of disobedience since she has gotten here she has sort of lost her ability to think about things they tell her to do before actually doing them. They told her that she would no longer be required to exercise on the machines but could do so if she felt fit to which she did regularly, it made her feel good she liked feeling exhausted after a work out now.
After the first day of drinking the mysterious pink liquid she woke up and realized that her crotch and pussy were drenched in pussy juice. She sat there looking at it in awe, becoming more aroused, thinking about how a big dick would feel in there and before she knew it she was fucking a pillow with three fingers jammed up her cunt soaking her sheets with squirt after squirt of her warm slippery girl cum.
Already exhausted she when to the bath room and looked in the mirror to see that her breasts had grown a little bit, Maybe a B cup now. She got so excited she began rubbing them and finger fucking herself in front of the mirror right away legs spread with one hiked up on the toilet next to her so she could really get in there. She made no attempt to be quiet anymore, when she masturbated, in fact she fantasized about lots of people seeing her go crazy on herself. She had her technique down pat, she would finger her G-spot with three fingers in one hand and with the thumb of that same hand rub the inner folds of her pussy and with her other hand she would alternate between slapping her tits, ass, and clit and calling herself a slut in the mirror. She would eventually end up on the floor of the bath room with both her new toned muscular legs straight up in the air, toes tightly curled and every muscle in her legs spasming as she began cleaning the mirror with her cum.
She would cum 8 more times in the morning and 29 more times in the afternoon. The device on her wrist would go on to tell her at the end of the day that this was the initial effect of the sex hormone treatment and that she would begin to get used to and begin to control her own sex drive a lot more in a few days.
Every time she would fuck herself she would Fantasize about having her pussy filled with a big cock, she imagined every single detail about the cock, its exact shape, size, color, taste and how it would feel displacing the area in her pussy. She wasn’t concerned with romance anymore.
Her fantasies would have extreme emphasis on fucking without a rubber, it made her feel free. She loved the idea of having her cunt filled to the brim with hot sticky cum without even being worried about being knocked up.
She was laughing when she was given a 8 inch dildo by the wrist device, she was told that it would get her ready for getting fucked by a real dick and just a bunch of fingers crammed in her pussy. They also gave her access to library pornography on her computer and access to a catalog of sex toys and human clothing she could summon if she chose to but for right now she wanted to try out her new toy.
The dildo was made of a strange substance, almost flesh like. It was think a realistic looking, flesh colored, with big veins going up it from the base of a big soft pair of fake balls with a suction cup on the bottom of all of it so she can fix it to the floor or a wall.
She would use it every time she would fuck herself and she even began fucking her own ass with it with the lube provided after reading a few adult novels she found in the computer library which inspired her to figure out new ways to fuck herself. She would take the dildo and see how far she could get it down her throat. After a few hours of practice she had deep throating down to a science.
She had gotten an idea, she had asked the wrist device if she could create 2 handle bars near the wall, it complied without responding . With a flash, to handle bars with grips appeared on the wall, she fixed the dildo to the wall and grabbed onto the handle bars and hoisted herself up with her feet flat against the wall. This would combine two of her new favorite things in the world, exercising and fucking herself. She began to fuck the dildo wall like an animal. She was absolutely balls deep impaled on this fake dick, the head would kiss her cervix hard with every hump. She was so full up, she could feel every fold of her inner pussy wall be stretched tight over the shaft making sloppy squishy sounds every time her sweaty ass cheeks would retreat and return to the fat balls of the dildo. Her arm and leg muscles weren’t the only ones at work here, she was constantly squeezing her groin muscles so hard that it would probably leave a hickey on a normal guys dick. She found herself not only fucking it to reach her own orgasm but with a false sense of thinking she could actually milk this fake cock for all its worth and get herself knocked up.
She eventually managed to pull her self away from the wall after deciding to knock it up another notch, she would ask the device to create a pair of handle bars on the ceiling above the bed and in a flash it was so. She jumped up and grabbed one of the handle bars with one hand and pulled herself up and with the other hand shoved her new toy on the ceiling as it was one the wall previously. She hoisted herself up into position and before she knew it she was banging the shit out of that ceiling and its new dick. The new positioning had it so that the dick would ram her oversized G-spot every time and she was cumming over and over. She would fuck the ceiling screaming and creaming all over herself for close to an hour without stopping for a second before not having the strength to pull her pussy back onto that dick and gave off one final squirt that would rain down over the entire room, relieving a great amount of pressure she had been feeling up to that point.
She dropped like a fly down onto the bed with her exhausted fingers going straight to her clit and the ceiling raining her own fluids on her new, beautiful body, barely able to tremble with the remaining pleasure because of pure exhaustion.. She would fall asleep rubbing her clit the entire time, the computers would not interrupt her sleep during these next few days.
By the 5th day of drinking the mysterious pink liquid she had learned to control her new found sex drive a little more, limiting her masturbation sessions to 6 times a day, one ever 2 hours for the most part. The device told her that her body would now produce large amounts of sex hormones naturally without the pink liquid.
Her tits had grown to a D cup which looked huge on her small frame. Her ass, once just thin and muscular after days of exercise was now filled out, voluptuous and perfectly heart shaped. Her curves were fucking amazing, she was constantly feeling them and groping them especially when she lost control and had one of her crazed masturbation sessions using every type of sex toy the computer next to her bed had to offer different dildos and vibrators she would summon from the computer. And one point she had 3 vibrating eggs taped to each one of her tits, a rather large butt plug deep in her ass hole and sitting on a sybian on max vibration settings as she had a vibrating egg deep in her pussy as she held another vibrator up to her clit. She would fuck her self so hard that it had become a common occurrence that her eyes would roll up to the back of her head and she would pass out from the over stimulation.
She went through the catalog of clothing on the computer and began trying on all types of revealing clothing like tight baby tees that revealed her midriff and lower back and could barely conceal her massive tits with miniskirts that did a poor job of censoring her round sexy tight ass. The clothes would never stay on for long before she stripped or ripped them off in front of the mirror and began to fuck herself. She would wear clothes she could never pull off with her old lousy body, she was so thankful for her new body.
It had been a really long time since she had thought anything negative of her cell or even her captors, some might consider this insanity but she now thought of it as paradise, she never received this much attention and care as she did in her hometown, perhaps the aliens really did brain wash her, she didn’t give a fuck, it felt good and that’s all she cared about. It was hard to be mad after all they had given her.
However she did becoming a little concerned when she was told that she would be meeting her first mate today (28th day). She began to worry if they would mess up and send her a really gross fat dude or maybe a farm animal since they don’t know how to tell the difference between humans and animals.
Her wristband began to beep and she began to relax but she thought it for the best because she didn’t want to worry about it anymore. She knew that in any case her captors knew what was best for her.…
TO BE CONTINUED…

Read 324777 times |
Rated 90.6 % |
(1357 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Volt19
: POSITIVEmuffinluvr
: POSITIVEejls
: POSITIVEnotrobert
: POSITIVEjohn M
: POSITIVEEd Itor
: NEGATIVENobah
: NEGATIVExmisschievousx
: POSITIVEJessix
: POSITIVEmrmadd
: POSITIVEEnteme
: POSITIVEjon-87
: POSITIVEtricki
: POSITIVEdood345
: POSITIVEtoby stall
: POSITIVEHot Under the Collar
: POSITIVETruesylver
: POSITIVEdethklok92
: POSITIVEjp god
: POSITIVELuca13
: POSITIVEcf20895
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

Kim Possible

This based on a similar storyline by Poss, only this time there’s a prologue/intro and a better justification for the storyline. Most of the same elements are the same. First story so please don’t be too harsh in comments!

Fantasy

Mrs. H has to chaperone

Mrs. Hernandez, a sexy high school teacher. Chaperones the school dance, along with another teacher, who’s also her best friend. They smoke a little pot, then Mrs. H ends up in the shower with one of her students.

Fantasy

What do I have to do to get a part?

Students are trying out for parts in a middle school version of A Midsummer Nights Dream. What they don’t know is that the director has already narrowed it down to one young actress to play the role of Titania and he insists on personally educating her how to act out the role. Sounds kinda highbrow at first, but give it a chance and watch what he does with/to the girl to make sure she gets into the role. Grab something to drink or smoke and sit back and enjoy Maddie’s journey.

Fantasy

YBWL-5 (Josh’s Revenge)

This is a sexual story about a young boy taking complete advantage of another young boy. It is filled with strange fetishes: mostly sleep, domination, and underwear. If you have no desire to read such a story, then you should be very thankful of that fact and go ahead and leave now. Thanks.
I hope you guys are enjoying my stories. Seeing as how YBWL-2 is my most-read story I decided to write a direct sequel to it. Let me know what you think in the comments, especially if you enjoy the series. Having a fetish for young boys is something outside of our control and very hard to live with: I’d like to think that I’m helping in some way. If there’s anything at all you’d like me to put into my next work I’m open to suggestions. Please, enjoy.
————————————————————————————————————————————————-
“So, you’re planning some sort of revenge?”
Luke kept his grip on the wheel of his mother’s four-door Sedan and his eyes on the road as he questioned his good friend, Josh. Josh was wearing all black clothing, which contrasted with his bleach blonde hair, staring out his window as they approached the house of his nemesis, Tyler. The sun was just starting to go down, leaving the sky at a beautiful gray/blue swirling of colors. Dusk.
A few weeks ago, young Tyler had attempted to seek revenge against Josh. The boy tripped up along the way but was ultimately successful in defeating him, in part thanks to Josh’s own evolving sexual desires. The pictures were up inside the clubhouse the next day, and his tarnished reputation hadn’t been the same since. Since that day he had been planning his revenge against the Freshman. And he didn’t plan on running a botched job like young Tyler had. To be fair, Josh was completely deserving of his fate. He had been bullying Tyler since they were both in middle school. There would be no mistakes this evening, however, and certainly no apologies. Only revenge.
“Yeah, something like that. I can’t stop thinking about his ‘victory’ over me. So, I’ve brought some supplies….”
Josh opened his duffel bag and showed Luke the contents. Some bungee cords to restrain the young boy. A pair of handcuffs, with keys. A bottle of chloroform. A small rag. A camera. Some lock picks. A change of clothes. And a few other things.
Luke laughed as he examined the contents, making sure to divert an equal amount of attention between the duffel bag and the road in front of him. “Looks like you’re not even giving the poor guy a chance. You’re basically raping him.”
“You know, that really doesn’t bother me that much, considering he basically raped me first.”
Luke smiled and turned his attention back to the road. “Well you had better do a better job than he did with you. I’d better not find out that I stole my mom’s car so that some horny Freshman could have his way with you again. If you end up losing again, don’t bother coming to the next meeting.”
Luke was smiling but he and Josh both knew that there was a hint of truth to what he was saying. Josh used to have a great win record, but he had lately run into a bad losing streak with the newer members of the YBWL. On top of that hardly anybody ever lost to Tyler, the cutest, smallest and least intimidating boy in the entire school. There was no way that Josh could maintain his stature alongside Chris and Luke if he lost to the young boy again. Josh was considering all of this and more as Luke pulled up to Tyler’s house. Josh could see a basketball flying up and down over Tyler’s low-rise backyard fence. He was probably planning on trying out for the basketball team, which Luke and Josh shared a laugh over. There was no way that a boy of his height could make the team. The boy was physically fit, but if his track records and performances were any indication of his basketball skills, it was a pointless endeavor. Luke turned to Josh to bid him farewell.
“Call me when you need a ride and I’ll pick you up down the street. Don’t forget that his folks are coming home around two in the morning, assuming their flight isn’t delayed, so try to be out of there by one. If you want to leave him in an embarrassing predicament…..well that’s your call. Chris stole a bunch of his dad’s beer, we’re gonna drink tonight at the park to celebrate your revenge. See if this kid has some alcohol while you’re in there, actually.”
Josh was already standing outside, slipping a balaclava over his head to hide his identity. He only pulled it down over his hair and held it there as he turned around to face Luke.
“Great, I’ll call you when I’m finished here. Hey, listen. Remember what we talked about on the way home from school today? Doing a rematch against Chris?”
Luke frowned and nodded.
“Just think about it, alright?”
“You’ve got a few hours. Hurry up. Make the little dude cum, take a picture, and get out. The sooner you finish, the sooner we all get drunk.”
With that Luke slowly drove up the street and out of Josh’s sight, who was a little frustrated that Luke dodged the question. Josh had only gotten to see Chris underneath his clothing a few times (Certainly less than he would like to), and a victory against Luke would be hard fought and a great match. Chris and Luke had wrestled before in a public match, which was a spectacular fight and one of Luke’s only losses.
Also, Josh had no intention of finishing the job in any sort of hurry. It would be a long night.
He finished slipping the balaclava over his head and crept up to the boy’s backyard, peeking over the fence. Tyler was still playing basketball in his backyard, dressed in a muscle t-shirt and blue basketball shorts. Josh knew that he wouldn’t have much time before Tyler went inside. It was already dark out, and even though Josh was a fair distance away he could tell that the boy was sweating profusely. He glanced around the street to make sure nobody was watching him and walked softly up to the front door.
Josh set his small duffel bag on the ground next to the door and prepared to retrieve his small lock pick set from it, unable to help but notice the door mat on the ground. He peered under it to look for a key, but didn’t find anything. Then he decided to just try turning the doorknob. To his surprise the door actually opened. Grinning, he applied some chloroform to the rag in his bag and stuffed it into his back pocket. He chuckled softly as he slowly crept inside the house, leaving his things outside for now and softly shutting the door behind him. The kid probably forgot to lock the door behind him after he got home. Josh locked the door for him.
Tyler’s house wasn’t very big but it was well furnished. Josh needed to explore it quickly so he could have a good layout of his surroundings and take out any additional threats. Tyler may have a friend over or something. He feared this at first upon hearing a television set as he entered the house, but his suspicions were for naught after a quick sweep of the place. After walking down a small hallway was a living room area, which consisted of a small office, kitchen, and living area with a nice coffee table. These were all separated by a few walls at waist-height that Josh used to his advantage as he tiptoed through it. From the living area Josh could watch Tyler playing basketball over the kitchen counter through the large glass patio doors that covered most of the back wall. There were curtains for the windows hugging the sides of the doors but they weren’t drawn shut. Yet. Connected to the living room was what was likely his parents room, seeing as it had a king size bed and a personal bathroom. The upstairs area was much smaller, and was accessed by turning left immediately upon entering the house. Turning left at the top of the stairs led to a small bathroom, and turning right led to Tyler’s room, which contained a small closet and television set. This TV, like the one downstairs, was running with nobody watching it. He sincerely hoped that young Tyler was chipping in for the electric bill, as most of the lights in the house were on, too.
After searching the house Josh returned to hiding behind the kitchen counter so that he could catch Tyler off guard as soon as he walked into the kitchen for a drink. It wasn’t long at all until he saw Tyler approaching the large glass patio door. Josh struggled to keep his breathing quiet as his anticipation grew. He clutched the rag of chloroform in his hand tightly and prepared to move quickly. He would need to maneuver behind the small boy in order to have the most effective chance of overwhelming him. He heard the patio door open and shut loudly as Tyler entered his home. He was breathing heavily and blasting music from his iPod’s headphones way too loudly. Josh, staying low to the ground, perfectly slipped around the right side of the counter as Tyler swung around the opposite side, so that the two boy’s exchanged places across Josh’s viewing barrier as Tyler opened his refrigerator and grabbed a cup from a cabinet that he could barely reach. Josh quickly maneuvered behind him and waited for him to finish taking a nice long drink of water. As Tyler gulped loudly Josh noticed his new haircut. It was buzzed short, almost military-grade. He looked like he was eleven years old, though he was considerably older. Tyler was still sweating profusely. As soon as he slammed the cup down, Josh attacked.
He quickly clamped the chloroform-soaked rag over Tyler’s mouth while simultaneously taking him down the ground. The boy’s heart rate was at an accelerated rate and he was breathing heavily, so it was no time at all before he succumbed to the effect of the drug and passed out in his toned arms. Josh removed the rag from the boy’s mouth as soon as he was sure that the boy was unconscious; if he used too much chloroform he could get sick. Besides, he didn’t want to put Tyler in a complete stupor, he wanted him to remember some of what was happening to him this evening. He remained there on the floor with him for a little bit, breathing in his strong boy musk and sweaty odor.
He tugged off the boy’s sweaty shoes, socks, and shirt, tossing them in random directions as he pulled them off the sleeping freshman. He took his new iPod from Tyler’s pocket and placed it inside of his own, ditching the headphones on the floor. He then tugged his blue basketball shorts down to his ankles, revealing his tight white Under Armour boxer-briefs. All the kids were wearing ’em these days. Josh cupped the boy’s sack in his hand through the tight material and slowly felt the boy’s hot and sweaty equipment. After roughly rubbing his package for a short while he stood up and lifted the boy into his arms, cradling him underneath his knees and shoulders with his shorts still pooled around his ankles. The boy’s head hung with his mouth agape as Josh carried him out of the kitchen. He dropped the extremely sweaty and half-naked boy onto their nice couch, which would probably piss off his mom later, so that he could turn off all of the televisions and quickly retrieve his things from outside. As he came back in he took his balaclava off and made sure to lock the door behind him again, as well as close all of the curtains. To his pleasure he found Tyler starting to come to. He pulled off the boy’s basketball shorts from around his ankles and massaged the boy’s dick and balls through his underwear again as Tyler slowly regained his senses.
“Hey, little boy. Remember me? I’m here to return the favor from a few weeks ago. But don’t worry, I’ll be taking great care of you.”
The fourteen year-old weakly fought off Josh’s busy hands as he groggily uttered a few words.
“Fuck…..you……”
Josh laughed. “You seem a bit cranky. I think you need to take another nap.”
With that he once again cradled the young sweaty boy clad only in his athletic performance underwear in his arms, but this time walked to the center of the living room and delivered a powerful back-breaker that left the boy motionless on the floor. Josh quickly applied a choke hold just to make sure Tyler was unconscious, laying on top of the boy and wrapping his elbow around his neck. After choking him out for a few seconds he softly flipped the wet glistening teen onto his back, slapping his face gently and playing with his motionless limbs. He noticed that his clothes were becoming drenched in the boy’s sweat, so he stripped down to his tight white Jockeys, discarding his clothes randomly just like his opponent’s. Josh now focused on stroking Tyler’s dick through the thin fabric of his underwear, which became quite visible once it was hard thanks to the boy’s heavy perspiration. The kid looked younger than he was, but he still had reasonable equipment for a fourteen year-old. Josh felt the knocked out boy’s smooth chest and stomach as he jerked him off. For some reason the thought that he could get in huge trouble for this turned him on even more. What if Tyler’s parents came home early? Like, just walked through the front door right now? Or what if somebody had seen him sneak into the house and called the police? Josh had to adjust his cock in his underwear after experiencing these thoughts.
As he jerked Tyler off through his boxer-briefs he grabbed the boy’s limp hand. He rubbed the motionless hand repeatedly over the tent in the front of his tighty-whities, moaning and groaning as he forced his opponent to stimulate his genitals. He maneuvered the boy’s soft hands so that they were wrapped around his rock-hard cock through the stretched jockeys. After stroking the boy for a bit longer, he peeled Tyler’s underwear off his skin and down under his balls before placing the sleeping youngster’s hand back over his briefs. His practically hairless body was thoroughly examined by Josh, who made sure to snap a few pictures of his “opponent” before proceeding to masturbate the sleeping youth once again. He rolled the boy’s balls slowly back and forth as he twisted his hand up and down his smooth cock, watching his peaceful face as he slept soundly.
“You know, you’re pretty dirty, Tyler. I think we need to get you a bath.”
Josh went and placed his handcuffs, chloroform, and rag on the counter of his parent’s personal bathroom and began running a hot bath before returning to fetch his sweaty prize. Josh was so hard that the head of his dick barely poked out of the top of his tight briefs as he lifted the exposed young sleeping boy underneath his arms and dragged him backwards down the hall and into the bathroom. As he laid the boy on the floor he began to wake up, so Josh quickly and quietly laid down on top of him so that their hard cocks rubbed together and smothered him with his hand as he ground into him. Every thrust of his hips brought them both waves of pleasure as he stared deep into Tyler’s eyes; the only ting separating their hard cocks was the tight white material in between. As soon as he was out cold Josh slipped his tight white Under Armour boxer-briefs off his motionless body and tossed them behind his head. Next he removed the shower curtain and attached his handcuffs to the curtain rod and placed his chloroform and rag close by the tub, which was nearly full of steaming hot water. He turned off the faucet and pulled his cock out through the fly of his jockey briefs, which was leaking pre-cum and about to explode with him having hardly touched it at all. The boy needed release now, and there was no doubt that he would be able to cum again later. He aimed his cock over Tyler’s face and wrapped his unresponsive and soft hand up and down his raging hard-on. In less than thirty seconds Josh reached his climax and fired seven shots of boy juice all over Tyler’s face and chest, some of it dribbling down through his short hair and down onto the floor. It was a wonderful experience for Josh, who was breathing hard with his eyes closed for the duration of his orgasm. After he regained his senses he removed the boy’s hand from his softening cock and went back to the living area to grab his forgotten camera so he could snap a few pictures of his cum-soaked face. Now he needed a bath more than ever.
Josh tucked his dick back into his briefs and quickly pumped Tyler’s cock up and down between his thumb and forefinger until the boy was hard again. Once the boy was once again excited he slipped one of his handcuffs onto his right wrist. He once again cradled the boy in his arms and gently lowered him down into the water. He attached the other handcuff to the shower rod above his right arm and went to the bedroom next door to grab a pillow so Tyler could be more comfortable. This way his meager opponent would be both restrained and unable to slip further into the water and drown, should something happen or the situation changed. For example, if there was a knock at the door and he needed to run. He grabbed a washcloth and stroked the boy’s dick underwater as he washed his face and head. He continued stroking the boy as he proceeded to wash his neck and behind his ears, moving onto his right arm and armpit that dangled from the shower rod. After washing his shoulders he proceeded to do a run-over of all of his submerged body as well. You know, just to make sure he was extra clean. He didn’t need much shampoo to wash out the boy’s hair, since he didn’t have much at all. He sensually applied the shampoo to the boy’s shaved head, playing with his ears and mouth as he massaged his body. He decided to lather the boy in body wash, but it figured it would be kind of gross to use his parent’s loofah (You know, those puffy shower scrubbing things), seeing as how it had likely been in dark places. Josh wanted to join in on the bath and definitely felt more comfortable using Tyler’s.
So he went through the house, past all of the discarded clothing and upstairs to Tyler’s bathroom. There he found a blue loofah inside one of his drawers, which he grabbed and ran downstairs to continue bathing his victim. He came back to find Tyler awake and attempting to remove the shower rod from its socket.
“Why the fuck are you g-mmmmmrrrrrrpphhhh!”
Josh had clamped the chloroform-soaked rag over Tyler’s mouth, who began flailing his legs helplessly and splashing water everywhere as he used his free hand to try and remove the cloth from his face. As Tyler’s eyes began to flutter shut Josh removed the cloth so that the boy was barely conscious. Without bothering to take off his briefs he then got in the bathtub himself , sitting down on Tyler’s hard lap and facing him. He planted a long and passionate kiss on the boy before rising to his knees and presenting his wet pouch to his face. The hardly conscious boy shook his head softly, so Josh pressed his face into the front of his wet jockey’s and slapped him.
“Things will go much faster if you just do as I say. Your parents will be home soon. Its already twelve thirty.”
That last part was a lie, but it did the trick. Tyler encompassed his wet pouch in his mouth, licking every surface through the wet cloth as he wrapped his lips around the visible and thick member through Josh’s tight cotton underwear. Josh moaned as Tyler slowly helped him lower his briefs down below his thighs. His rigid member sprung free and upward, pointed directly at hardly-conscious boy’s face. He slid his dick in and out of Tyler’s mouth in various angles, guiding the back of his head with his hand and stroking his hair. Tyler’s free hand found itself on Josh’s ass cheek, helping to thrust his wet dick into his mouth. He eagerly took all of it into his mouth, slowly taking in his engorged member all the the way to its base as Josh moaned and turned his head at various angles. He face-fucked the boy in any and every way he chose before pausing to remove his briefs completely and toss them across the bathroom floor. Josh noted the boy’s willingness to cooperate, and the greedy way he took his cock back into his mouth immediately. Tyler continued to explore Josh’s tight butt as he swallowed every inch of his thick boyhood. He engulfed his rigid member with passion as he rubbed his free hand across Josh’s beautiful and muscular ass and thighs.
Josh saw that the boy was becoming more alert and excited, either from the fear of his parent’s intervention or from the same surge of passion that overtook both of them during their last encounter. Young and cute Tyler might just be gay. He didn’t want the boy fully awake, so he applied a little chloroform to his rag and then the young athlete’s mouth, once again just enough to make him swoon, and then ordered him to stand up, which he sluggishly and groggily obeyed with Josh’s help. He applied plenty of body wash to Tyler’s loofah and stood in front of him so he could explore his mouth as he ran it up and around every curve of his smooth young body. Tyler couldn’t hold his eyes open as his tongue weakly danced in unison with Josh’s. His free arm hung loosely at his side as Josh firmly pressed his mouth towards him and ran his soapy loofah backwards and forwards through his lower crevice, running it repeatedly from the tip of his raging member, through his taint and in between his taught ass cheeks. Their cocks pressed firmly together as Josh allowed the teen to rest his head on his shoulder so he could reach behind him and scrub up and down his back. He then moved on to the boy’s legs and thighs, making sure the boy was completely scrubbed clean.
Once the boy was nice and soapy all over, Josh thrust the loofah into the boy’s dangling hand and helped Tyler apply the body wash to himself. After all, he needed a wash too. He helped Tyler make sure that he was completely clean, particularly in the areas around his boy parts. Josh dropped the loofah and focused his efforts on Tyler’s cock, stroking it with one hand and fondling his balls with the other. The sleepy teenager struggled to stay on his feet as Josh stroked his slippery cock up and down and fondled his smooth balls. Once he felt that the boy was about cum, he slid behind him against the wall and locked in a sleeper hold on the hot and dazed freshman. He pressed his raging member into Tyler’s ass crack and restrained his free arm behind him, watching him sway his hard cock back and forth as he struggled against the choke hold in vain. There was just something so hot about choking out a hard and naked half conscious boy. Josh slowly eased both of them downward into the bathtub as his young and naked victim lost consciousness once again. Once he was asleep he allowed the kid’s head to rest backwards on his shoulder as he stroked his meat underneath the water, sensually rubbing his chest and tweaking his nipples as he did so. Sitting underneath the boy, he situated their two pistons side by side, spreading Tyler’s legs apart so that he could jerk their cocks simultaneously for a while. The motionless boy’s light breathing tickled his neck as he furiously worked their rods underneath the water.
He made out with his unconscious opponent of fourteen (Who looked eleven) for a few minutes as he explored his creamy thighs and cock under the water. After a while the water was no longer warm and his young victim was certainly no longer sweaty, so Josh figured that bath time was over. He slid himself out from between the wall and Tyler and began to drain the bathtub. He then unlocked the handcuffs and lifted the comatose boy from the tub and splayed him out on the floor so he could dry him off, both of them still sporting boners. He rubbed the blue towel all up and down the boy’s body and then flipped him over so he could dry his back. He, of course, paid special attention to the boy’s private areas as he did so. Once Josh and Tyler were both dry he lifted him over his shoulder and carried him upstairs to his room, squeezing and playing with his cute ass for the duration of the trip and enjoying the way the sleeping boy’s dick pressed up against his shoulder. It took a bit of effort to get him up all of those stairs, but Josh was quite strong and Tyler didn’t weigh too much. It was quite the sight-one naked and hard pubescent boy carrying another. Once he had the clean boy up the stairs he threw him onto the bed, splayed him out, and went back downstairs to retrieve his belongings before returning.
“We need to get you dressed….”
Back in Tyler’s bedroom Josh rummaged through his duffel bag and found his change of clothes. He slipped his pair of sky blue low-rise jockey briefs with a white waistband up over his throbbing tool and adjusted his package. The tight underwear hugged his taught globes and featured a white trim on the fly and lower edges, which hugged his thighs. They looked really hot on the young track star. Once he was moderately dressed he snapped a few pictures of the soft naked boy that laid before him and started sifting through his underwear drawer; like most boys his age it was the top drawer. The boy had briefs and boxer-briefs of many colors and brands. He started with a pair of tight white Fruit of the Loom briefs, slipping them over the unresponsive youth’s nimble frame and small package. He then shoved his hands under his waistband and leg-hole and furiously massaged the boy’s privates, feeling him get hard again as he waited for the boy to wake up. He loved how the boy looked so young.
Once Tyler finally began stirring again Josh switched to massaging the boy’s package from the outside of his white cotton briefs with his right hand. Tyler’s now hard shaft was extremely visible through the tighty-whities, his small wrinkly balls hung out of the edges and could be seen occasionally but not entirely as Josh massaged left to right, adjusting the position of the briefs that seemed too small for even Tyler. He wrapped his left hand around Tyler’s throat, choking out the boy clad only in his tighty-whities as he sexually assaulted him. The underwear-clad boy didn’t have any strength left to struggle but still attempted to wrap one of his hands around Josh’s throat and the other around Josh’s right hand. His grip wasn’t strong enough to asphyxiate Josh in any way, but he still found the attempt valiant and cute as he fondled his helpless victim. He continued choking and stroking the boy’s white package, which could hardly encompass all of his boy bits, until the young teen’s insentient hand fell by his side, which Josh immediately tucked into the front of his light blue briefs as he continued fondling. He slowly stroked Tyler’s hard penis from the tip to the base with his thumb and forefinger, enjoying the way it felt through the material as he jerked himself off with the boy’s limp hand. He worked his way down to his cloth-covered balls, spreading his legs wider hungrily as he forcefully palmed the boy’s equipment. He then pulled the boy’s tighty-whities down to his thighs, enjoying the way his cock bounced out of the tight material against his stomach, and flipped the boy over onto his stomach. He slapped his ass a few times before spreading the boy’s cheeks wide apart and assaulting his virgin hole with his tongue, prodding gently and at various angles as he molded his ass cheeks in any way he felt. Once his hole was nice and moist he then slipped in one of his fingers, followed by two. The sleeping youth cooed and moaned softly in his stupor as Josh tantalized his boy-pussy.
“Hrmmmm, no. Those just won’t do.”
Josh pulled the boy’s briefs down and off his body and flipped him onto his back; his hard rod pointed up towards his navel as he was stripped naked. He went fishing in the boy’s underwear drawer again and this time pulled out a pair of dark blue low-cut Hanes boxer-briefs with a gray waistband. He slipped them up the senseless boy’s legs inch by inch, lifting up the boy’s ass so he could pull them up over his hips. Josh examined how well the underwear suited the cute blonde boy before once again massaging the kid’s cloth-covered packaging. He then pulled the boy’s scrotum and hard-on out through his y-front and stroked the boy’s hard member once again. As he palmed his balls, Josh took in Tyler’s smooth boyish features. His eyes were closed and his mouth hung slightly agape. His diaphragm sank up and down slowly in rhythm with his gentle breathing. He cranked the boy’s shaft up and down and began waking the boy up again by slapping him softly to and fro. Tyler groaned as he returned to consciousness, fully aware that he was going to be knocked unconscious again but not much else. Josh continued stroking as he helped the boy to a sitting position and then a standing position as he laid his head on his shoulder. The poor boy couldn’t even keep his head up. He spoke softly:
“Please…..stop doing this. Get your pictures and leave me alone…..”
Josh nibbled on the boy’s ear and kissed his smooth neck. He was experiencing true deja vu.
“Don’t worry, this will be all over soon. I’m almost done playing with you.”
He turned Tyler around and locked in a full nelson on the smaller boy, pressing his hands into the back of his neck until the boy slowly sank to his knees. He then wrapped his arm around the boy’s throat as he reached up between his legs and stroked his exposed fourteen year-old cock, which shot straight out of the fly of his boxers.. He continued to beat Tyler off quickly as he sank back into dream land, continuing to hold him in his arms in a kneeling position as he tugged his boxers down below his cock and balls. He allowed the boy to sink forward and crumple to the floor as he grabbed the gray Hanes waistband and finished tugging his underwear off of his unconscious body. He once again returned to the boy’s underwear drawer and made his final selection after some deliberation.
He grabbed a sexy pair of gray briefs with a white waistband reading “Gap” in black letters and straightened his victim out so he could slide them onto him. The blonde boy looked incredibly hot with them on; they accentuated his tight package and creamy thighs nicely. Josh splayed his legs out and immediately continued with his previous work. He kneaded the boy’s cock and balls through the gray cotton as he played with the waistband, pulling on it and letting it snap back onto the boy’s skin. He adjusted Tyler’s cock so that the tip was exposed over the cute waistband and splayed him out across his bedroom floor, taking a few moments to forcefully and firmly explore his junk. After caressing the boy’s gray package on his bedroom floor for a while longer, the boy began to stir again. The sleeper hold he had dealt to him a few minutes ago had already wore off. With Tyler’s cock head still poking out of his underwear, Josh grabbed his head and slammed it into the carpet a few times. After four or five slams the boy moaned and moved his head slightly, and then was motionless again. Satisfied, Josh continued assaulting the little boy. He loved the way young Tyler looked in his gray briefs, so much that he had to take a picture for “personal use” later. After pleasuring his practically naked victim some more he lifted him up over his shoulders in a traditional fireman’s lift. He carried his unconscious victim down the stairs and into the living room, laying him gently onto the coffee table. His arms and legs dangled off the edges, which Josh restrained by tying them tightly to the legs of the table with his bungee cords. He snapped a few pictures of the unconscious teen clad only in his gray briefs. The parting of his legs allowed for an easy viewing window through the boy’s leg hole, as the briefs weren’t very tight. As he finished his restraints the boy began to rouse again. Josh’s cock tented the front of his light blue briefs as he casually knelt beside the boy and held his chloroform to the boy’s mouth and nose. The soft young blonde lightly resisted but never opened his eyes for the duration of the struggle, as he knew it was of no use. Josh ran his hand through the kid’s buzzed hair as he watched him doze off again and replaced the rag with his lips as soon as he was out cold. Tyler’s mouth remained dormant against his assault, but his cock did not. Josh reached through his leg hole and pumped his flaccid cock as he continued his sensual tongue play, and within moments Tyler was hard once more. Josh did not plan on letting the boy go soft again.
Josh slipped his blue briefs down to his thighs and sat atop his smaller victim, facing his feet, and ran both of his smooth hands up and down the boy’s package, pulling and tugging gently on his gray briefs in various directions. He then laid down on top of the boy, in what was essentially a 69 position, and took the front of the boy’s Gap briefs into his mouth. He licked and sucked every inch of the boy’s underwear until the gray jockey shorts were a soaked black all around his crotch, suckling and fondling until the kid was practically leaking. He then stroked the boy’s moistened dick and balls through the cotton as he pulled the underwear up towards his belly, leaving even less to the imagination as he continued running his palm up and down vigorously. He pulled the boy’s cock and balls out through the leg hole, licked his hand and pumped his engorged penis while rolling his balls around with his other hand. He then grabbed the white “Gap” waistband with both of his hands, snapped it against the boy’s skin a few times, and attempted to pull them forward off of the sleeping youth before remembering the state of the boy’s limbs. He had to rip the boy’s underwear completely in half, which was a shame since he looked really great in them and wouldn’t get to wear them again. Oh well, he had other color variants of them. He didn’t bother lifting his cute ass so that he could remove the shredded underwear out from underneath him.
He got off the naked boy and knelt down between his legs at the edge of the table. There he alternated between furiously pumping Tyler’s dick and popping it into his mouth, licking it in swirls from top to bottom like a popsicle and drenching it in saliva, taking it in from tip to base and lubricating it for further fist pumping. Tyler woke up to insurmountable pleasure as Josh was passionately exploring the boy’s thighs with the entirety of his dick in his mouth. He moaned in great pleasure before attempting to free himself of his bonds. He didn’t want to give his attacker any gratification, so after a few moments of brief struggle and examining how exactly Josh was making him feel this way, he sleepily laid his head back and closed his eyes. His breathing became heavier and faster as Josh crawled over the boy, taking his nipples gently into his mouth and suckling them, nipping them softly as Tyler sighed in ecstasy. He began to thrust his cock into Josh’s hand, wanting climax as badly as Josh did. One particularly lustful moan escaped his lips, and Josh knew he was about to cum. He licked his palm again, pumping the boy’s cock as fast as he could as he ran his other hand forcefully up and down his smooth and exposed balls. The boy was practically heaving now as Josh ran his hands up and down his hairless chest, his sharp and rapid intake of air showed off his ribs and clavicles as his stomach sucked in further than Josh could have imagined. He was starting to sweat again. As the boy readily approached climax, Josh wrapped his hand around his small throat.
The boy gagged and coughed at first until Josh tightened his grip. As he was about to pass out his cock exploded in Josh’s hands. Josh released his grip on the boy’s throat as it began to ejaculate, and in his half-awake comatose stupor Tyler experienced an orgasm unlike any other he had experienced. He was unaware that orgasms felt different on the brink of unconsciousness- in the YBWL boys almost always ejaculated while sleeping beneath their opponent. Strand after strand of semen fired out of his tool as Josh continued pumping, his mouth was enclosed around the boy’s hairless balls as he firmly caressed the boy’s right thigh. Boy jizz covered the boy’s flat tummy and chest, his head weakly turned side to side as his hips thrusted in rhythm with his contractions. He wished he could move his limbs, spread them across a comfortable surface and just relish in the pure bliss that was his current orgasm. He was forced to settle for his current predicament as he continued spilling his seed all over himself. He hoped that the feeling would never end-it was euphoric. Unfortunately it did, approximately eight seconds later. Josh continued nursing his balls in his mouth and stroking his dick until the boy finally went flaccid. Josh didn’t think that such a small boy could produce so much semen. It glistened in the light and was spread out over much of his lithe body.
“Holy shit, Josh……..”
Josh slipped his light blue jockeys off of his legs and kicked them over to his own belongings before walking over by Tyler’s head and seating himself upon his chest. His head leaked pre-cum as he inserted into the boy’s mouth with no resistance. Tyler did the best job he could with his restricted body movement, but Josh didn’t need much stimulation anyway. Josh reached behind him and stimulated the boy’s soft cock as he thrusted his hips. The boy’s warm mouth was a welcome pleasure for his cock, he face-fucked the boy of fourteen years (who looked like eleven years) tied to the table before him much like he had in the bathtub, except this time his victim was laying down. Josh forced his cock as far back into the boy’s mouth as he could, and soon Tyler was taking no pleasure from it as he choked and gagged in his fellatio. Josh soon climaxed inside of Tyler’s mouth, allowing the first two shots to fire into the back of the boy’s throat before finishing the rest of his second load of the night all over his face for the second time that evening. Tyler sputtered and choked on the sudden and unexpected load of boy cream in his throat and groaned as Josh finished cumming all over his face and short-cut hair. The boy was now soaked in boy jizz. Josh continued to stroke his softening dick, making sure every last drop came out onto the boy.
As josh grabbed his camera to snap a few pictures Tyler spoke again.
“Alright, listen. You got the pictures that you wanted. You beat me. My parents are going to be home soon; I can’t have them seeing me this way. Please…. I didn’t leave you tied up and covered in jizz!”
Josh stood by Tyler’s side and grabbed his chin, leaning in towards his ear.
“No, you didn’t leave me tied up. But you did leave me covered in your juices with my parents only minutes away. It was actually a pretty close call, I’ll have you know. Sorry, kiddo. I guess I’m just not as nice as you are.”
Tyler let out an exasperated groan and flailed his limbs in an attempt to free himself. “So you’re just gonna leave me here like this? Tied to my mother’s coffee table covered in cum?”
Josh laughed aloud. “No, no no no. It’s going to be much worse. But don’t worry, your parents won’t think you’re gay. Just weak and perverted, which isn’t entirely false. You’ll see.”
“Wait, please! Don’t do this! I…. I think I love you!”
Josh sudden experienced a flood of emotion and memories, from when Tyler had snuck into his house. Thanks to Josh’s reciprocated lust for the small boy he had lost the match after turning the tables on Tyler. He certainly would not suffer the same fate again. The boy was very cute, but he was no Chris.
“So you’re gay? Jeez, you’re just feeding me ammunition now. I wonder what the YBWL would think of that particular information? No straight guy is going to want to wrestle a gay guy.”
Tyler was frustrated. “Don’t give me that shit! You’re gay! Practically everybody in the YBWL is, they just won’t admit it! I’ve seen the way you look at Chris! Don’t try to tell me anything otherwise, either. Remember, at your house? If you were straight you would have finished me off. If you were straight you would have walked in here, stripped me naked, jerked me off and taken your pictures. Instead you gave me a bath, played dress-up and……”
Josh ceased his talking with a long, wet kiss. He was careful not to smear or touch any of the cum on the boy’s face and abdomen.
“So we’re both gay. That’ll be our little secret. Unfortunately for you I’m out of your league, and I’m leaving you however I want to.”
Josh gathered all of his clothes strewn about the house and searched the boy’s fridge for beer. He poured all of his father’s beer and other various drinks and distilled spirits down the kitchen sink and scattered the cans around the house randomly. He wanted to make it look like a party had occurred this evening. He dressed himself fully in his change of clothes and scattered furniture around the living area and back porch. It was almost one thirty. After making sure everything looked the way it ought to, he returned to his victim’s side and applied a fresh batch of chloroform to his rag. He applied the rag to the boy’s face for the last time, relishing in the power trip he felt from knocking out his weaker, smaller, and helpless opponent. The naked cum-soaked boy struggled for a small while before his eyes rolled into the back of his head. After a final groan the boy’s head fell back and he fell asleep. Josh held the rag there for a little while longer, since he wanted his parents to be unable to wake the boy up when they got home. After all, he was very drunk from his party. He removed the cloth and stowed it in his bag, and removed the unconscious boy’s leg restraints. He left his arms tied to the table, though. He played with the boy’s soft cock and balls for a few moments longer.
From his bag he pulled a pair of little boy’s underwear, decorated with some type of superhero, and a pacifier. The tight briefs barely fit over the boy but the pacifier fit nicely after he delivered one final kiss to the boy. He snapped a half-dozen pictures of the kid from various angles, already imagining them on the YBWL clubhouse billboard. After one final scan of the house the make sure he had everything, he slipped out the back door and began walking down the street. He noticed a car pulling up into the driveway as he was flipping out his phone to call Luke. Perfect timing. Luke answered by the second ring.
“Hey there buddy! Ready for your ride?”
Josh smiled. “Yeah, crack a cold one open for me. I’m ready to celebrate.”

Read 43845 times |
Rated 92.2 % |
(245 votes)

Vote list (Close) :domination_fan
: POSITIVEjus
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:  Â