Slavery

Fantasm

Somali Captive-Part 1

Colonel Rushton,knew that the situation could’nt be bleaker.They could not repulse another massed attack.Twice,his men had shown great tenacity and bravery by warding off the hordes of Somali’s.For each man he had lost.The tribesman must have had twenty fallen.Their bodies,littered the dunes,around the drawn together wagons.
Candace,rung the cloth over the dying man’s parched lips.He drank the trickle of precious water greedily…..”Thank you,love!I bet the angels in Heaven.Aren’t as beautiful as you,sweetie!”He closed his eyes and slipped into unconsciousness..Candace,laid his head down on the blanket and attended to the next man….
Candace,feared the coming dawn.Just after sunrise,they had attacked their beleaguered caravan for two days running.The second onslaught always came late in the afternoon.When the fierce desert sun,cooled.
Candace,at 16 had learnt the horrors of war first hand.The girl,continued nursing the wounded.She,glanced over at her mother sitting under the tarpaulin.The woman was desperately,ill!Candace,had long ago discarded her bonnet.Her long black hair,now untied.Hung in thick locks to her lower back.Her,long black dress,was dusty and bloody.The fine lace around the collar,was ripped and hanging.She had torn her petticoat to shreds.The material had come in handy to bind the wounded.Her,dainty feet ached and she was exhausted.Candace,was a rare beauty!Even with her,grimy and dirt smeared face.
Lauren,had misscarried.The young bride was inconsolable!She didn’t want to grasp the reality of the dire situation they were in.The tall blonde.Nineteen year old,chided the other women for their pessimism…..”I’m sure a large contingent is on its way as we speak to rescue us!”.She repeated herself,over and over to anybody who cared to listen.Her,large,ocean blue eyes wide with hope!
Teresa,sat with her face in her hands.Just fourteen,she feared being raped by the savages!She had this dull pang of certainty in her tummy.That she was on the threshold of a nightmare!She was aware that she was a gorgeous girl on the brink of womanhood.Already,wealthy suitors had approached her banker father.Keen to take her hand in marriage when she turned sixteen.
The sun rose,red in the desert sky.The dark Somalian warriors.In their white heavily,patched robes gathered in their thousands.Most carried swords and shields.Here and there some sported antiquated front loaders.When their Chief,gave the order they swarmed upon the British caravan like ants!
The defense was heroic but illfated.Even the badly wounded,answered the call to arms.The volley of fire from the circled wagons.Cut a swathe through the advancing Somali ranks.Through sheer weight of numbers.The dark hordes overran the defenses.It was a frenzy of brutal slaughter.Men,women and babes were cut down by flashing swords!
Candace,stood with her,back pressed against a wagon wheel.Her,face a contortion of abject terror.Before her,eyes the wounded were massacred where they lay.They were mutilating the dead and the scene resembled….what Candace,thought.Hell must surely be like!
She caught the eye of a lanky,tall,tribesman.He,whooped with delight.At the sight of the pretty,chaste and youthful,English maiden!Candace,stood rooted to the turf in fear.The warrior,lunged for her.He grapped her in a huge bear hug.His,hands slid down her back.He took a asscheek in each massive hand and squeezed her buttocks,painfully.Her taut butt felt hard and unused in his claws…..He tossed her over his shoulder.Knowing that his chief,would reward him handsomely for such a rare flower!
Lauren,crawled into the wagon.Three of the brutes,hot on her heels.Adab,was of royal blood.His,lineage,entitled him to the spoils of battle.He,had seen the pale woman climbing onto the wagon.Her femininty caught his eye and he instantly,lusted for her!
One of them kicked Lauren,in her behind with a sandled foot.The force flung her,headlong into a chest of drawers in the cramped wagon.Her,head collided with the wood with a mighty thud.Her,hat fell to the floor and she,crumpled in a heap.It took her awhile to regain her focus and her head buzzed.She,felt their hands ripping savagely at her clothing and she screamed at the top of her lungs!
The three blackmen,had been friends since boyhood.Adab,wanted his companions to share in this amazing booty.The long line of buttons that ran down the front of her dress.Were ripped,loose and scattered all over the floor.Her dress torn open the men fell silent at the sight of her frilly knickers and bodice!They just stared at the terrified blonde.Mouths agape!
Fourteen year old Teresa,having forseen her brutal rape.Crawled under a wagon.It offered the young lass,no respite.She was yanked from under it by the ankles.Hard calloused hands firmly on her tender flesh!!
Adab,yanked Lauren’s anklehigh boots from her feet.He,laughed at the sight of her strange looking socks.Something totally foreign to him,he struggled to peel them off her narrow feet.The spectre of her feet,enraged his lust!They were,soft and unworked.Pale in their perfection against his black,almost purple skin.He squeezed her instep with his hand.Lauren yelped!The heathen,was crushing her foot!
Adab,placed her squirming foot against his thick lips.Her,skin smelt dirty and sweaty.He licked at her toes with his tongue.Tasteing her,savouring her smooth texture.He took four of the blonde woman’s,digits in his mouth and crunched on them gently.
Afzaal,his bloodbrother withdrew his dagger.Her,bodice had maddened him and he had given up on trying to get it off.He cut it with the razor sharp blade,along the hem.Careful not to cut her, side.When they excitedly pulled it back,revealing her naked upper body.They screeched with unbridled lust for the pale,bitch!
Lauren,had begun crying quietly as the man worked the blade on her undergarment.By the time he opened it up.She was bawling loudly.The animal glint in the blacks,eyes,when they saw her breasts.Made the woman scream like a banshee!
Adab,punched her,hard in the chest!His,blow took the wind out of her lungs.She gasped like a fish out of water,clutching at her throat.It gave them the opportunity to strip her of her knickers.
Adab,whistled heavily at the beauty of the naked white woman.She was unblemished,painfully thin and lillywhite!
Adab,reached for his already stiff,mahood,under his robes.He released it.His friends,on either side of the yellow haired female lifted her head.So she could behold what he was going to rape her with.
Lauren,wailed!Once when her father.Was Head Postmaster in Durban,South Africa.She had been playing in the field.One of the heardboy’s had shouted “Mamba!”.The men had killed the snake and held it aloft.It had been an adult.Thick,pitchblack and evil looking!She had,had many nightmare’s about it as a chilld.The darkman’s penis resembled the snake.One eyed,with a bright plum coloured head.His girth was thick and coalblack.The thing,twitched angrily with a life of it’s own!
Lauren,screamed.Pleading with the three men not to fuck her!Adab,replied by encircling her butt with his big hands.He lifted her buttocks off the hard wood.Chuckling,merrily,he sought to mount her.Lauren,tried to move her natural blonde mound away from him.He just kneaded her ass like it was dough and straightened her.
Adab’s,cockhead glanced against the woman’s vulva.The sweet touch of her,private’s against his manhood made him groan longingly.He moved his finger where he held her bum.Finding the sweaty crack.He drove his finger into her anus.Just as his pounding crown.Opened her petals and slipped inside her warm depths.
Lauren,arched her back instinctivley at the invasion of her poopshoot.She cried out as he forced it in.Wiggling it and feeling around inside her ass.Nothing could of prepared her.For his onslaught on her cunt!
He drilled his heavy black dick into her.Lauren’s pussy not moist,cried out at the indignation.He tore at her and her brain filled with sharp jolts of pain.Her body spasmed and shook violently!Her husband,Henry was a dwarf,compared to this brute!
As she ranted.Adab,rutted his way into the pale woman.He humped his buttocks.Pistoning,his prick into her!He stretched her canal to the max.Her,pink inner cunt walls,were forced to tearing point around his shaft.
The pained look on the woman’s face made the men chatter in their native tongue.They were enjoying putting this foreigner,under such strain and pressure!Adab,his finger still entrenched in her butt began nailing her!
His thrusts made her jugs,wobble crazily.Her feet,hanging over his shoulders.Banged up and down,her heels bouncing against his back.He spread her and fucked her hard and fast.Adab,swore he could feel his knob,making contact with her uterus!
His,fucking,tamed Lauren.She did’nt have the energy to scream anymore.It took all her concentration to accomodate him inside of her.Her pussy,under duress had secreted copius amounts of vaginal fluid.It made it easier for her to handle the buck’s ravishing of her!
He was soooo deep!Lauren,moaned and groaned with each thrust of his pelvis.She looked flushed and bedraggled.Her pores,oozed persperation and it ran in rivlets down her forehead.
Adab,closed his eyes and enjoyed Lauren’s pussy.After the heat of battle,using her.Soothed him.Lauren,was shocked and aghast!Her,vagina somehow was getting off on being stuffed!
She felt a tingling sensation of pleasure deep inside her.She would never have believed that a rape victim could feel involuntary pleasure.She,did now because her body.Despite the protests from her brain was answering the darkman’s fucking of her cunt!
Adab,stiffened.His muscular body,rippled and grew taut.His balls shrunk in and he unloaded weeks of pent up jism.
They way the man ejaculated made Lauren’s,pussy spasm.She felt his sowing of seed,gush forth.She moaned loudly as he hosed her down.Jolt after jolt releasing and sputing hotly inside her.The buck,groaned throughout and held onto her tightly.
Afzaal,having seen the pleasure his friend had got from the pale woman was rearing to go.He shed his robes and the woman gasped at the sight of his taut and toned,warriors body!
Lauren,moaned as the second buck took her.He entered her more gently and swiftly. embedding,himself in her slit.He rode her,slowly and skillfully.His hands,flat against the wooden planks on either side of her head.
Lauren,crimsom from exertion bit on her bottom lip.The man was grinning at her.His teeth were white as snow.His nostrils flared and his eyes clouded over.
Totally,unexpectedly.Lauren’s vagina spasmed violently and she had a bone jarring climax!She cried out loudly in surprise and embarresment.Her toes cringed and her legs shook!
Feeling the woman’s inner walls ripple against his buried cock.With what was unmistakeably pleasure.Afzaal grunted,audibly and unleashed his wad.Again Lauren,felt the heavy release inside her body and she cursed!
Wajeeb,was the third to take her.He first took a rag and wiped her cum leaking,puss.He was relatively young and inexperienced compared to the other two blackmen.He sought to empty fast and went at her hammer and tongs.Drilling her twat,fast and savagely!Lauren,screamed as he pulverized her.She was sweating profusely and was bathed in persperation.Her head,banged against the wooden floor as he humped her.The confines of the wagon were like a sauna and the air was heedy with the smell of sex.Wajeeb,croaked and filled the woman with his seed!
The tall man had bound Candace’s hands behind her back.He was racing on his steed across the desert.Candace,was in front of him in the saddle.He held her around the waist with one hand and flicked the horses reins with the other.
The tribesman,felt his passion building.The horses motion was rubbing his groin against the girls rump.His penis,had swelled and was throbing,stiff against his stomach.He,could’nt resist the temptation and reined the horse in.
He shoved Candace,from the saddle and she tumbled to the sand.Head over heels.
Candace,felt her body connect with the sand.Her side hurt llike hell.Her throat was parched and the cloud of dust made her cough throatily.The man dissmounted and looked at her with benevolence.She cringed from his stare.She read in his eyes that he sought what was between her thighs!
Candace was a sweet,loving girl.She liked people and was naive in her trust of mankind.Even as the man knelt down and opened her legs.She tried to reason with him…….”Please don’t!This isn’t right!It’s wicked and not the way it’s supposed to be!OH DON’T!”
The man breathed heavily with excitement and tore her dress from her.He pulled her knickers over her ankles.He wanted her naked so he could see her enticing body.
Bare,with the desert sun baking down on her.Candace was taken for the first time.She shed tears as the man manouvered himself into her.She cried as he robbed her of her innocence.He popped her cherry,painfully.He laughed when he found her to be a virgin.He thrust into her savagely.He was hurting her and he smelt!Candace,turned her face from the vile specimen humping above her.
The tribesman,wanted more!He manhandled the teen onto all fours.She was bucking and screaming lively.He took a length of thick twine and made her bite down on it.He wrapped it around her head as a makeshit rein.With his big black hands he thrashed her ass.
Candace,screamed as he beat her.Her buttocks sizzled with pain!….”No don’t!Awww!Nooooo!It’s soooorrrre!”
The man,smiled.Her firm backside had turned an angry red.He wanted to screw her bum.He pressed her asscheeks apart angrily.Her little brown eye was small and shrunken.He dabbed spittle on his dick.His penis was still laced with her virginal bleed.
When he entered and assfucked her.Candace bucked and spasmed dementedly!The pain was gut wrenching and made her feverish.She begged and pleaded like a small child.She sobbed heartwrenchingly as her tormentor commited his sodomy of her poopshoot.He stretched her ass wide.His cock ate at her gut.He churned the shit in her.His dickhead forced her excretment further up her intestines!
The buck wanted her mouth.He forced her on her back.He sat on her chest,mashing her perky tits.The sides of her mouth,trickled blood from the twine.With a savage thumb he forced her mouth open.He stuffed his shit caked penis into her mouth and made the young woman suck him.
At this stage.Candace was traumatised out of her wits!She feared for her life and had no choice but to participate in the unspeakable act.She sucked on the buck’s thick organ.Swallowing its vile harvest from her cunt and ass!
He orgasmed like a cannon in her mouth.His jism,shot against her palate and throat.Candace wanted to throw up!It was thick and tangy.It’s saltiness burned her already parched throat and made her eyes water.Her cheeks, bloated with semen as the cock kept on spurting!
Well sated the man took his cock from her mouth.Candace,lifted her head and spat the gooey mess into the sand.The warrior glanced down at her and smirked at the way he had used the woman!He tossed her a water pouch,to gargle her mouth.
Fourteen year old,Teresa had screamed blue murder as they tore the clothes from her body.Sharp nails had raked her skin.The circle of men had clawed at her,drawing blood.
Her legs spread wide.A ugly man with a HUGE,penis just about to have his way with her.Bucks lined up behind.Ready for an afternoon of gangrape and brutal sodomy………That’s how he found her and saved her from being raped to death.
Rahid,was their General.A master tactician and merciless on his foes.
He was a kindhearted man and lashed out with his whip at the lustful mob!He forced them back and they heeded out of respect and fear.He stood over the curled up naked child.She was scratched and bruised.She looked pale and pitiful!He took his quilt from his shoulders.Pulled her to her feet and covered her body.
The man made Candace,shiver with fear.Her bare skin crawled as he inspected her.He was the most horrid creature she had ever laid eyes on!Her rapist had sold her to him for two horses and a dead soldiers,white gunbelt.
His name was Mansood.He was cruel and calculating and the girl made him horny!He orderd two of
his slaves to wash her and bring her to his tent.
Candace,screamed as they scrubbed her body with a hard brush.They hurt her and seemed to satisfy themselves from her pain.
Mansood,languished on a pile of large cushions.The tent was spacious.The floor was covered with thick oriental rugs.In the middle was the young white woman.
Candace,had been scrubbed so hard that her whole body ached!They had lacerated the skin between her toes and her feet were sore and swollen.She had a piece of rope tied around her neck.The rope stretched out and was attached to a peg in the ground.She felt terror squeezing her gut!
Mansood,had been joined by a large number of men.They sat in a circle around the tent.Eyeing the luscious young women staked out in the middle.Candace,sat with her legs under her to hide her cunny.Covereing her small breasts with her hands modestly.
The slaves that had roughly and inhumanely bathed her entered with a mangy,looking dog bitch in tow.She was lactating and her teets were hanging just centimetres from the floor.The bitch was also heavily on heat.Candace,failed to comprehend what was going on.Even when they forced her,on her back!
One of the slaves twisted the girls lips.The pain was excruciating and brought a rush of saliva to her mouth.He forced his thumb into her trap and pushed against her top teeth.Opening,her mouth wide.The other man placed the bitch over her face!
Candace,screeched at the feel of the horrid things,udders and fur against her face!They popped one of the foul tasting teets into her mouth.The act,was so despicable that Candace, even felt her asshole cringe!
They made her suckle on the bitch!The warm milk trickled down the girl’s gullet.Candy,felt her vomit rise.She heaved, violently and spewed the contents of her gut all over her chin and tits.
Her,reaction brought jeers from the gathered men.Candace,lay back,her chest and breasts heaved like a bellows.The man stuck his hand firmly on the dogs vagina.He squashed the organ against his palm till it was sodden.He then rubbed it all over her twat.His hands felt tough against her soft flesh and sprouting pubic hair.He drenched her beaver with the shit!He even placed a dab of the bitches secretion.Flush on her anus, making her asshole twitch against his fingertip!
The slaves left with the bitch. Candy,felt the expectancy rise in the tent.It was humid and she started to perspire.The men returned.Each restraining a large,demonic and lusty looking male desert dog.Candace,felt the terrible reality of what they planned to do rush upon her!!
Mansood,cracked the horse whip for the third time.He never missed his target.It snaked through the air with a wizzzzzzing sound.The end had two pieces of metal attached.They were shaped like a snakes forked tongue.It caught Candace,on the side and unrooted a sliver of flesh and skin.The girl wailed!She had three lash marks,atop of each other up her side.Again,Mansood, patted his backside and made an ‘up’ motion with his hands.This time she obeyed!
Candy,crossed her arms against the rug and rested her forehead on them.She surrendered to their bestial cravings and raised her rump.Anything but the swish of the whip,she thought.Her,taut buns pointed skyward.She shuffled her knees apart.Her tight lipped oyster beneath her ass laid bare.
The sight was pure erotica!The slave gulped noisely.He wondered if his master would let him have her when the hounds were done!
The canines were wild and dark.Their jaws were tied shut.They would have bitten the human bitch to shreds.The dog ran at the wench and sprung on her.The hounds,forepaw scraped across her back.His long dirty nails drew blood.Candace sucked in the flesh of her arm to muffle her cry of pain.She held her body in position,fearing the lash!
The mad beast humped at the bitch beneath him.His dark pink and purple doggycock twitched and knocked against her thigh.Candy was looking under her.Her young boobs hung floorwards.Her,abdomen was well tonned and sunken at the sides. Just down by her crinkled bellybutton.A tiny roll of flab was hanging and it swayed as the hound knocked against her!
Candy,saw his doggydick unsheath.The thin head twitched.The cock’s girth grew thicker as it tapered down to his ballsac.It smacked wetly against her inner thigh.It’s touch left a patch of drool.That ran down her thigh and collected behind her knee.
Candace,shut her eyes and preyed for deliverance.Just as the animal hit home and ground it’s fangs under the constraints of the muzzle!
Candy’s eyes opened wide and she groaned as the doggycock thrashed into her beaver.The thing was heavy and squirmed in her canal.She watched the animal posses her body.The pink fuckstick disappeared inside her.All that remained were his dark testicles.Doing a macarbre bouncing dance as he humped at her.
Candace,groaned like a stuffed pig.Punctuated by squeals as the dog clawed her.The Englishwoman,gasped……The man who had raped her.Had not felt this intense inside her body!The hound’s dick was so hot and hard!His doggypenis seemed to be heating her vaginal walls up.The thing just did’nt let up shovelling her!!!!!
She felt something hard mash against her vulva.The desert dog whined and struggled to get it in.His withers strained with effort.His eyes narrowed to little slits and he panted,motionless.Candace,her forehead dank,cheeks warm and rosey.Watched the dogs still legs.His paws were huge,his nails gnarled and sharp.
The dog caught her off guard and suddenly burst to life.He,banged his knot furiously against her wet pusslips.Her opening expanded and his beating knot slid inside his bitch.He had the English lady completely!
Candy’s body became so taught that her veins stuck out.A thick pulsing purple on the side of her neck.She sunk her nails into her arms and screamed at the top of her lungs.Her toes,squashed against the rug.She felt like she had a fiery apple up her vagina!
The dog made the human bitch moan and squirm and all the rest.He well and truely nailed her.Candace,bathed in sweat saw the dogs puppyseed drip from her cunny.It looked like stringy eggwhite as it splashed to the carpet.The canine,came intermittently for at least ten minutes.He would thud against her ass and spurt.Then he would remain dead still.Just his doggycock moving as it jetted more spunk.
Candace,was dead tired.Her knees were grazed from carpetburns.She just moaned and accepted the puishment.After the dog had fllooded her awesome pussy.It took a few minutes for its throbknot to subside.When he withdrew the stuff ran out of her.She cried as it bathed her inner thighs.It ran down her tummy and collected on her bellybutton.Only to fall to the carpet and dam.Candy,could’nt believe the amount of jism!It looked like it could easily fill a small flask.
The men watching the Beast ravish her.Cheered the dog and clapped.Candace,cursed them all to hell!
The second dog was meeker than the first.Candace was greatful because his doggydagger was bigger!He did her less intensely.Candy discovered that if she squeezed.Her vaginal muscles it made the penis erupt quicker.So she had helped him along.Milking him of his seed.
The second dog sated it withdrew.Another waterfall sprang from her stretched puss.The dog then did something.That made the men laugh heartly.It moved to the front of her.Smelt her hair with it’s snout.Then nonchalantly.Lifted its leg and pissed hotly all over her hair and upper back!
Candace,howled in indignation.The slave.Excitedly and animatedly.Shrieked his thanks and bowed to his master.He had watched the dogs mate with her and now it was his turn!
He shoved the insipidly skin toned bitch onto her back.He slapped her mouth.Blood splattered across his knuckles.Candace,clawed at him.Digging into his chest.She fought back like a lioness.Kicking her feet at him.He grabbed her feet by her big toes.He bent and squeezed them.The girl shrieked when he broke the big digit on her right foot!….”You,goddam dog!You broke my toe!”….She kicked him square on the jaw with her good foot.He lost his balance and fell backwards.She was filled with rage!She jumped on top of him!Her fiestyness,drew yells of encouragement from the audience!
It was as she landed on him that he got her!He let rip with a heavy right hook.It landed on her cheek and KO’d her!The slave laughed as she crumpled on him.She was lite and he just pulled her down to his groin.Lifting her by the hips.The man impaled her on his shaft.He slid into her easily.The bitch was drenched inside.He lifted her unconscious face.Her eyes were closed.Her left socket,was sollen and puffy.The skin,already disscolouring.Her lip split.He licked her face.Slurping at her with his tongue.He spat in her face.All the while he rode her.He stuck the tip of his tongue into her nostril.He beat her down on his meat.He climaxed quickly deep inside the teen!
The second slave.Encouraged by his masters.Took her roughly in the ass.He nailed her butt.Sweating with effort.Candy came too with the man buried deeply in her rearend.Her hair was in her mouth and she felt dazed.She uttered..Huh?…Huh?…Huh? with every plough of his prick!As the slave blew in her butt.Mansood, as the grand finale…Moved up behind him and jerked the man’s head back.With one swift slash he cut the slave’s throat from ear to ear.The hot blood spurted onto Candace.Even as the man’s dead cock still spurted inside her!She was awash with crimson.Mansood,raised his hands.The frenzied mob.Chanted his name over and over……
Rahid,had brought the young girl back to his fortified desert oasis.His dwelling was huge and he had carried the petriffied slender female to a large room.A fire burnt brightly in the corner and it was warm.
He placed her on a rug and she stared at the man.Her eyes like saucers.Expecting him to plunder her at any moment.He had women bring a large clay tub.Hot water was poured.When it was tepid a women motioned her to get in.The blackwoman,removed her shawl.Teresa,winced at her open nakedness.She was handed a bar of soap,looted from the caravan earlier.
Teresa sat her aching,tired body down in the warm water.It was welcoming and devine.The woman left her and the greybearded man alone.He watched her intently and with intrest……..
Rahid,had lost his wife of thirty years.Two years previously to influenza.He had loved the woman deeply.Although her womb had been barren.He had never taken a second wife.When she died he was crushed.Even now his heart had not healed!
Teresa watched the man studying her as she lathered herself.She somehow knew that he was incapable of hurting her.After the trauma she had suffered.Teresa,felt safe here.She washed under her arms.The soft hair that had started to appear.Matted with the soap suds.She poured water from the jug over her head.The water invigorated her body and cleansed her.She rubbed her small breasts with her fingertips.When she stood and soaped herself between the legs……the oldman’s breath rasped.
Feeling refreshed.She bent, picked up the shawl and dried her body.His gaze never left her.Taking in every movement of her supple figure.
He pulled the furs back from the bed and she climbed in tiredly.
Rahid,bathed in her now cooling water.She watched him sleeply.His body for a man of his age was firm and fit.His muscles on his arms rippled and tightened as he washed.His body was so dark it had a purple shine to it.Between his legs hung a thick,flacid penis.His heavy balls were bulbous and looked like pomagranates.
When he got in behind her and drew her to him.Teresa,did not struggle.It was all dreamlike and gentle and she rode the wave with him.When he placed his rough palm on her nipple and rubbed it to attention.She did’nt shy away from his touch.She just groaned softly and her eyelids fluttered.
He was on his side and gently placed her left leg over his.She felt his engorged penis pressed against her buttocks.His hand tickled her side and slid over her tummy to her pubes.He deftly opened her sheath and found her clitoris.He manipulated it with an experienced hand.In no time her vagina was hot and moist.
Her leg resting over him.Rahid,gripped his tight aching organ and moved it between her legs.The man against Teresa’s back.Groaned,deeply and blew hotly against her skin when his nut touched her vulva.Teresa’s vaginal lips twitched at his touch and wet his cockhead.
Rahid,squeezed his eyes shut and had to focus his whole mind on not spurting.When he had gathered himself.He tenderly,moved his,hips in a slow circular motion.The pressure of his cockhead against Teresa’s unchartered flower.Parted her petals.Teresa,felt his spout ease into her.She moaned and bit her bottom lip.Her,freckled cheeks glowed and her green eyes,grew misty.She let out a long……”Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!’
With acute,stealth.Rahid eased his manhood into the girl.He did it painstakingly slowly.A mere centimetre at a time.He would let the half inch slip in and then wait at least a minute.He was sweating from the effort of controlling his lust to thrust sharply.Teresa,groaned,making an ‘O’ shape with her mouth.
Teresa,had never experienced anything quite so primal and delicious.She raised her hands to her breasts and stroked them.
Rahid’s cock,met the resistance of her hymen.He broke through so gently and lovingly that Teresa barely felt any pain!Just a tearing sensation that passed quickly……..

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Fantasm

Jason not Jasmine pt 2

Sorry about the wait guys got real busy and all that jazz. The previous part this was the wrong draft that I posted so I’m fixing that as well seeing as the computer that had the originals went ca-put so yeah and I started on the next part as well so yeah, enjoy. Also that whole yadda about if you don’t like these kind of subjects, your taste to sensitive, and/or you’re just pain in the ass, you are in no way, shape, or form required to finish this (article? story? wall of text?) yeah just don’t do it.
Making the choice I decide its best to just give up my fantasy of living this year out as Jason, if Thomas is anything like he was in high school it doesn’t matter I’ll mostly be plaything the whole year anyway. Taking a deep breath I step out of my room as Jasmine and decide on how to introduce myself to my new roomy. SURPRISE! I Stepped out of my room with my black hair piled on top of my head, a dress so short and revealing prostitutes or high school girls would have killed me for it, but my heels were pure chick power. As soon as I step out he’s there, on the couch. His baby blue eyes turn from curiosity to hunger in less than a heartbeat, as they drive down my body like its the autobahn, until they crash in to my SLUT tattoo. Seeming to remember his manners he jumps up in a flash and extends his hand.
“um Hi I’m Jasmine” I couldn’t give him the other name, I just couldn’t. “Jessica Baker, sorry I’m elsewhere in my mind”
“Sam Murphy, nice to meetcha” totally an east coast boy “Where are you off to looking so dam-arn nice?”
“I have a date of sorts tonight at The Goose, you know that bar over by the admissions”
“Yeah I know the one, you might see me there its a pretty common spot for the co-eds here. Well I won’t keep you, have a nice night”
“Thanks, you too Sam, later” feeling his eyes on my ass makes it hard not to pull it down lower, God I really am a slut because all I can think about is how his cock must look judging by that bulge.
I arrive at the bar 20 minutes early, as it turns out its relatively close to the dorm I share with Sam. I notice Thomas right away, sitting in the back as handsome as ever. He looks like a nice regular guy on the outside but on he’s more terrifying than my father and his father combined on the inside. It was Thomas who started “The Parties” before it would just be me and dad on a “fishing trip” but not soon after I wasn’t only drowning in dad’s milky ocean but also that of almost every man in town who had any power, Tom turned me into a weapon and tool. He met me at half way and pulled me in for a kiss that started hard and ended with a bite on my bottom lip. Pulling me by my ass up into his groin so hard I felt every inch of his cock in my hip he whispers “follow me”
I follow him around the frat house inspired establishment to a bathroom in what I assume is the back, as soon as I shut and lock the door he’s on me. His hard kiss to the point of hurting while his hands play Lewis and Clark on my body, pulling my dress up over my ass his hands start kneading my cheeks while a finger sometimes dips in. He gives me his middle finger to suck on for a second before sneaking it around my back and up my ass. He pauses ravishing my neck to point out “You’ve been busy today”.
“Dad stopped by.” He suddenly rips his finger out of my hole and yanks by head back by my hair before spanking me so hard I wince.
“You’re forgetting something slut” Slut drops out of his mouth like communist from a cold war vet. I know I’ve taken too long to correct my self when he slaps each of my tits so hard my knees give out and I end up on my knees below him struggling not to cry.
“sir sir sir, oh god I’m sorry sir” hoping to forestall any other punishment I began to release his cock from his pants, which dropped to floor with a thud. Damn, I had forgotten it was so thick. I put my mouth on it and eased down as far as I could get before Tom felt inclined to help me the rest of the way. He held me for a little then let me recede until I was able to breathe before he jammed it back in, doing this over and over as hard as he could each time. I had lost the track of time and repetitions before he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up on my feet and spun me around before pushing me on to the sink.
“Hold on to that, and lose the panties, quick” doing as I instructed I dropped them “you’re allowed to cum but you had better catch it in your hand” With that he placed his saliva lubed cock at my entrance and eased in, god it felt too good not moan, a long moan. “shut it slut” each reentry got steadily faster. With one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip he started power driving into me, I was pumping my own meat and pushing back into him any way I could get more. His hand on my shoulder slid from its perch to my ass before he gave me a few spanks and moved to firmly gripping my balls and using them as leverage for his trust. I tried hard not moan but occasionally one would slip out and after the fifth or sixth slip he moved his hand up to my tits and start slapping them. Every thrust brought me closer to orgasm as he fucked me, and the sound of his skin slapping mine echoing in the small room was like sensory overload. Feeling him going at me with such fervor pushed me over the edge, remembering his edict, I came buckets into my spare hand; which he must have liked because then one hand latched on a tit and the other pulled my hair as far back as it would go while he trusted into me one last time. I collapsed onto the sink and he ran his hand down my from my hair to my ass and started gently kneading it while his other did the exact same to my tit as I felt him shrink until he finally fell out of me.
He sits on the toilet and pulls me over and pushes me on my knees in front of his throne before pulling my head into his crotch “clean me” I start run my tongue all over his soft cock and balls, cleaning every crevice. He stood us up and sighed and pulled up his pants before taking a piece of toilet paper and cleaning around my hole “leave the rest, and that bit in your hand suck it up but don’t swallow it. Fix your self up and meet me back out on the floor.” as he was about to leave though he turned back around “oh and I nearly forgot this” and pulls something black out of his pocket it and wraps it around my neck, it’s a choker with a gem the same shade of green as my eyes dangling in tear drop formation in the front. After he fastens it he catches my eyes in the mirror, this isn’t a gift it’s a demand.
“A collar?…sir”
“Every pet needs one babe and besides you don’t need a collar to know I own that sexy body of yours do you?” he kisses me on the cheek and he leaves.
I feel very naked and very dirty, every second feels like his juice is running out and down my leg. I slurp my own cum and hold in my mouth as ordered and I finish getting dressed batting away dust before fixing my make up. Taking a breath I decide I can’t stall the embarrassment anymore I step out of the bathroom and bump into Sam,who catches me before I fall. I freeze, one of his hands is on my ass and the other has me secured against him with my back. My nipples are so hard, getting off in the bathroom did nothing to sate me obviously because I turn green at the thought I could go again, for you I definitely could go again and again and……
“Whoa I gotcha! Jasmine right?”
I nod and cover my mouth with my hand and say “Thanks Sam” I could have stayed and talked to him forever but my tongue dancing around in my own juice just reminds me how dirty am I. Besides am I straight or am I gay? Man or woman? I leave without saying good bye and head to the floor I had to get this out of my mouth. I find Tom sitting by a pool table with some guys and make my way over to him. He hands me a drink “spit it out in here, It’s yours anyway” the drink or the cum? I make like I’m going to take a drink without the straw and do as he says and then switch to the straw. It’s good but obviously alcoholic.
“They serve alcohol here? How did you get it you’re nineteen”
“I know the owner and soon you will too, by the way it’s a long island ice tea if you like it”
“Hi, I’m Roger, how about some pool lessons?” I had been looking at my watch it was 12 am and Tom has been nice enough to buy my drinks and ignore me for the past hour and half while I spent my time looking for Sam. “I’m not very good but I can teach you to lose like it’s no one’s business”
The fact that he’s funny gets me standing up but the fact that he catches me when I go to tumble over makes me reply “You sir have me sold!” he pulls me over to the pool table and hands me a cue stick
“This is a cue stick and the aim of the game is to get the balls int……” while he’s explain a game I’ve played most my life he moves around behind me getting closer with each word. Being a gentleman I assume, he lets me hit three balls into the nearest pockets before one hand slips in and fondles a tit. My first reaction is to see if Tom noticed, he did and he just smiles at me. His reaction to my reaction makes me realize hes right I don’t need a collar to know he owns me. When he starts playing with my nipple my breathes get shallow and he starts to kiss on my neck until he reaches my ear, but when his hand walks down the opening of my dress and into my panties to fondle my “clit, he said. Tom told me everything two weeks ago and I’ve been dying to have you since” some people watch as I’m fondled right at the table others try not to get to caught but a few like Tom make eye contact. Roger dips a finger in my hole and pulls out offering it to me, Tom nods and I clean his fingers in front of everyone. I return to finish my drink and go back to the bar to get a shot, while I wait for the pour I see Tom talking to a girl who I saw treating four guys to a grope session earlier, Roger, and to my dread Sam. I turn back to my shot pay the bartender and down my shot before going back.
“Oh oh here she is, April this is Jasmine, and Jasmine this is Sam, the owner of this fine establishment and April is one of my roommates the other being your friend Rog here.” April was short, blonde, blue eyed, and stared at me like the cat who got the canary, her School girl attire did nothing to make her look innocent or sweet. She knows about me and she’s loving it.
“Owner?” I say to Sam “You failed to mention this before I left for the night.”
“Well technically I’m not yet my uncle owns it but I run it under the table its mine when I turn 21, which is in two months”
“And uhh how do you know Tom?
“Tom has been coming here everyday since he arrived on campus I could keep this business afloat for quite some time on those kidney’s of his. How do you know Tom?”
“Old high school flame you might say Sam” Tom interjects “How do you two know each other
“Roommates” Sam and I say at the same time.
“Interesting”
“Well anyway the four of us were going to go back to our dorm to finish the party off for the night, coming Sammy?” April says throwing all her female charms at the boy but he turns to me.
“Are you going?” he asks I can tell he doesn’t seem to really want me to go, but Tom’s choker really feels like a noose at this time and I don’t want to get a punishment from him tonight.
“Yeah I think I am, are you?” I beg for him to say no, but I already know Tom’s plan by now, and it doesn’t involve a happy ending for me.
“Nah I can’t I’m probably going to hang here for a while then head back to the room, have your key?”
“Yeah, thanks have fun, sorry about bumping into you earlier”
“Yeah you too, and don’t worry about it, it happens to the best of us” and he nodded to the other and headed away.
After Sam left April walked over slipped one hand on to a tit and pulled me down to a lip lock that told me how turned on she was, and then whispered “this lips and my pussy are going to be Siamese twins” she took my hand and rubbed it under her dress, she was beyond wet “if you fuck up I’m going to tattoo Hitachi on to your tongue, But Tom’s mom says you’re good enough and she gave me a few tips that I hope I don’t have to use.”
“Ladies lets get this party rocking, follow me” as we followed tom out of the bar April would my dress flashing my ass to the world and if someone shouted spank it, she would oblige them, she got five in before we got outside and I didn’t bother trying to hide it, the punishment wouldn’t have been worth it. This was the start of Tom’s new parties. Tom left me with the two in an alley next to the bar while he went to get the car, which was a bad idea because not even a blink a later April hand me knuckles deep inside her and Roger was playing with my tits while steaming up my neck
“God I love your hair” “Yeah get your fucking dirty hands up in there” I don’t know if they were trying to humiliate me or were like this normally. But I knew more than I needed to know about them already, April was tight as hell, Roger was huge, and Tom took forever getting the car he’d already been gone a couple minutes. April pulled my hand out of her dripping snatch and spun around bring and hand under my dress and gripping my balls in a death grip
“put your fingers in your mouth” I did “good now clean them off good” I did, not quite sure what to think about the taste but it wasn’t bad “now finger fuck my ass, look at me” I gripped her tight little ass with one hand and eased a finger with the other, over and over until I got two in and she started rubbing my cock through the fabric with one hand and finger fucking me back with her other “god he has you so well trained, I can’t wait until Sam is part of this. Fucking a dumb bitch like you for shits and gigs is going to be great especially when you get to watch him fuck me because unlike you I’m not some freak of nature, some disgusting…..nasty, slut” and she pulled my finger out and fed it to me, staring me in the eyes with such intensity I actually felt like those things she said, and it hurt that I couldn’t ever possibly be good enough for her or him.
“Get down there and clean me up, you fucking stupid bitch” and she slapped the shit out of me, so hard I fell on all fours and crawled over to her. I could see juices running down her inner left thighs, starting just above her knee and I followed the trail all the way up to her folds where she let out a sigh. I did the same for the other trails until I just had to deal with the source, at which point she grabbed my me by the hard by the hair of my head until I thought I was going to go bald and and held me still while she thrust organ up and down my face, all I could do was hold on to her ass and legs to keep from falling one way or another. Her pubic hair starting to grow back in started scratching me here and there, her clit would catch on my nose or poke me in the eye. I felt my panties being pulled down, and I wanted it so bad “Not yet Rog. Wait until Tom gets here” her shallow breathes making her pitch rise and fall. She then shoved me into you her pussy “Eat me, damn it. I’m so fucking close.” God where is Tom.
“He’s been sitting over there waiting, so either you finish up or I’m starting myself” Thank god.
“Fine I’ll finish in the van damn it, oh god bitch you’re going to pay” she piratically dragged me two feet before she stopped “come on up on your feet you stupid cunt god no wonder you’re a fucking tool” once we got to the mini van a door slid open revealing no middle seats and blanket “heels, panties off now” I do as I’m told and my Heels are just thrown into the van and April takes my panties. “Get in and lets go, you’re on the floor of course” April, Roger, and I all get in the back me on the blanket April and Roger sitting in actual seats. “Stay where you are, Roger do your thing while I explain how this is going to happen.” Roger came behind me and in seconds my hands were handcuffed behind my back “You’re going to be so used up tonight I hope you don’t have classes tomorrow. Your clothes you’re going to have to earn back; Your panties” she then spread her legs and started started to shove them in them in her hole “you have to get me off twice in this ride before we end the night and the dress you have to get Roger to cum in your ass three times, understand?” “Good girl” I feel Roger tie something around my throat and and then pull it as far back as he could and tied it again around my cock and balls “there that should keep your head up and on the prize, now get to eating” The van takes off and I fall forward right into her cream patch running my tongue all over her sacred valley getting a lot of “yeah”s and “RIGHT THERE YOU STUPID CUNT” s while Roger does something behind me and messes with my legs, and then I feel his cock head at my entrance and he slides in. He goes so deep I can’t imagine what its going to look like
I begin to go between eating her ass out to eating her pussy out while still trusting back at Roger, wanting to touch myself so bad but my hands being locked was driving me nuts. I new they were both playing chicken and I didn’t really know when they were calling it a night. I moved my mouth up to April’s clit and applied pressure to it between a my teeth and my tongue, she came in seconds screaming at the top of her lunges pulling my head as deep into her body as she could, and following suite Roger slammed into me one last time holding it. My neck felt like it was going to break right before April literally threw me away and Roger picked me up to feed me his monster of a cock, before I could even guess “ a little under a foot baby, don’t worry we’ll get it in somehow, we always do”
After he started doing the depth test on my throat I felt April shove something in my ass, having my suspicions confirmed in the reflection of the window, She was fucking me with a strap-on and a big one by the feel of it. She would time her thrust with Roger’s, sending his dick as far back into my throat as possible. They kept playing human ping pong with me until her breathing got so ragged she shouted “Turn the bitch around” her strap on gone but she was flooding again, I began to eat her out in earnest and once Roger was balls deep again I started bouncing back at him, hoping to put and end to this night. It seemed like time stopped until she screamed “OH FUCK YEAAAH” and she started humping my face until she died down, and removed my soaking wet panties and dropped them to the floor. She untied the string around my neck and balls while Roger was fucking me and started to make with me one hand deep in my hair the other on my tit until it slid down my body to my cock. “Your clit is so hard baby and you’re just leaking, do you want to come?” I nodded “okay honey but this is the last time you’re going to be able to without a special occasion” and she started playing with my tits and cock to get me off while Roger used my arms as leverage to slam into me. On one thrust he leaned into me and whispered “God you moan like such a little whore, you know that?” and after that he began beating my ass until it was too much, I came. Roger slammed into me one last time while April caught my jizz all in her hand “come on baby, eat it” she said cradling me and feeding me. Roger slid out of me with a wet sound and then undid the handcuffs, before he had me clean him. While I was cleaning April again she gave me the bad news.
“It’s three a.m., and you failed to get Roger off three times” I continued licking her while she petted my hair “but you behaved so well and you tried so hard, I mean its not your fault you’re just a stupid fucked up bitch….is it?” I didn’t know to respond so she yanked my head up and slapped the shit out of me before grabbing my nipple and twisting “I said it?”
The pain hurt so much I started crying and shaking my head no frantically “No miss no”
“No you can’t” she said releasing me and putting my head back in her crotch “so I think we will let you have your dress but you can’t wear it to your door, and I think we’ll see you for lunch tomorrow”
“Thank you miss” and then I felt a cock begin to slid into me and knew it wasn’t Roger it had to be Tom, he wasn’t as long but much thicker, he was just going easy a smooth, easy, even gentle pace. He continued to fuck me even when we were right outside the bar again, with it being totally deserted the entire street dark and quite. The only sounds to be heard were my panting and the slurping on April’s pussy and Tom’s thrusts until he came.
“Okay” he said sound almost dissatisfied “now get your heels on, your panties, and carry the dress and then get the fuck out.”
All of a sudden I’m standing on a street, a block or so from home in nothing but panties with a van following me home. My legs were so unstable and weak, I shook so bad it took a few solid steps to convince myself I wasn’t just going to fall flat on my face. My tits jiggled a bit, my nipples got rock hard from the temperature, but nothing effected me more than the smell. I could smell them all over me and even tell each one from another and I could fell the cum running down my leg. I could feel April’s juice slowly drying on my face, she just might be worse than Tom’s mom The walk felt like an eternity but soon enough I was inside my room, alone. I sneaked to the shower to clean up and try to wash it all away, especially the parts I somewhat enjoyed God, What am I?
Once I had scrubbed as hard as I could and I had dried off I began wondering how I should sleep, up until now I just slept naked because I would normally be used at least two times before I actually made it to school. I went through my suitcases to find something to sleep in only to find that my entire range of shorts to sleep in were stamped with “slut” “Daddy’s girl” and things of like or I could sleep in see through negligees with matching panties or camis, deciding on a green negligee I crawled into bed completely worn out and sore, but I could still smell April’s pussy from my hamper.

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************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************Chapter 1
Jake is my lifeline. We have been in love since we were 16 years old. We both had to deal with a lot of shit in this life. We met waiting in the school counselor’s office with one of those awkward ‘Why are you here?’ questions. That same night we met up and hung out at the beach. We must have talked all night about anything and everything. We had so much in common; an alcoholic father, a dead mother, a lifetime of neglect. We became each other’s support. We needed nothing else. Well, a mountain of drugs.
Funny, you could say he was bad for me but to tell you the truth; I could have been much worse off. For one: he is the only guy I’ve ever slept with. I was headed to having the same relationship with men that a fat girl has with Twinkies. I had no mother. I had slutty friends (I dare you to find non-slutty friends in a public high school in Chicago). I had an ex Marine dad who’s only emotion was; Where Is My Fucking Bottle Anger. Oh yeah, four older brothers. They may have sheltered me for a while, but I was just reaching the point of outsmarting them when Jake came along.
When I turned 18, Jake and I were outta there. With my daddy’s credit cards and guilt money, combined with Jake’s drug money, we had the life. We got a beautiful apartment on the lake. We had the best parties and coolest friends. We had each other. By day it was business; phone calls, baggies, counting money. By night it was playtime. Our favorite place was the beach. Our summers were filled with arms, legs, bottles, laughing, fucking, and drugs.
Jake was a sensitive soul. He wasn’t one of those rough and rigid types. I did love him but sometimes I felt more friendship between us than raw animalistic heat. I on the other hand am a Gemini. Have you ever met a Gemini before? Well needless to say I am all over the place. I frustrate my friends by correcting them all of the time. I am also an endless jokester. Sometimes I push people so far that they actually get angry with me, and I revel in that anger. There is something sadistic about me. I love to get high. I love to be scared. I love rain. You know that song; I’m only happy when it rains. I think sometimes I am happier in the rain than anywhere else.
Today, on this fine summer morning however, I sat there staring blankly at the screen. Horrified of what was going to happen now that I agreed to let Kaleb come. Come here, to my home. Was I crazy? I must be fucking mad. As horrified at I was of this prospect, I was excited. I needed him. I need to have him. I sat there swatting down these damning thoughts down and they would just come buzzing back again.
Yep, I had been having a fling online for a few months. Six months now to be exact. I didn’t want a ‘fling’. I didn’t go looking for one. I was happy with my life. I was happy with Jake. At least that’s what I told myself at the time.
On Facebook one day I got an odd message from a very sexy guy named Kaleb. It said ‘It’s time we meet, isn’t it?’ Naturally I thought he had the wrong person. He told me I was the right person. Out of curiosity I kept talking to him. I thought he was just messing with me.
After a few weeks of talking we decided to exchange pictures. Oh my god what a beautiful man he was. He had the most beautiful face I have ever seen; Picture Travis Fimmel but so much prettier. We are opposites in the looks department (well in every department). I am small and petite. I am half Spanish and half something else. Who knows? I am not very dark skinned but I have very black long hair. I always considered myself pretty but hated my brown eyes and wished for boobs. . Turns out he was one of the richest descendants of a ranch in the beautiful state of Washington. Or so he said.
We eventually decided to talk on the phone. I would wait for Jake to leave so I could grab the phone. We could talk for days if we had the time. I am not conservative but having only been with Jake, I was inexperienced and shy with him. We could talk about anything. We would laugh and tease each other about everything. Seemed innocent enough, right?
One day sitting on the bed he jokingly told me to take my pants off (at least I thought he was joking) He said it in a teasing tone. I laughed and said
“Yeah sure, that would look great to have Jake burst in here and see me pants-less with a phone.”
“So you are saying you want to?” he quipped.
My cheeks got red. I blush so easily. I was instantly turned on and feeling awkward as hell.
“Take them off. “ he commanded.
“Kaleb, I can’t…” I retreated.
“Do it, now.” He advanced.
“No, Kaleb. I can’t. Jake could be home any minute.” I sighed.
“Why do you care? You told me you were going to dump him before I came down there. I am coming soon you know.”
Why did I agree to this? I really didn’t want to dump Jake. I had come to care about Kaleb now but I had been with Jake for years. He was more than a boyfriend to me. He was my best friend. Kaleb pushed and pushed me to dump him until I finally caved in and said I would. I honestly did think about it but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Kaleb was a man that was hard to say no to. Now I had agreed to meet him here in my hometown in a few days. What was I going to do? Well I figured I could just come up with an excuse and back out last minute.
“I’m serious Miranda, I want you so bad. I am so fucking hard right now. I want to be with you. I want to fuck you so bad.” he moaned into the phone. I melted inside. I reached down my pants and touched myself. I was slick and wet. I rubbed my juices into my clit as I listened to his deep sexy voice.
“Take them off for me babe; I want you to cum for me.” he growled “Now!”
Feeling a bit embarrassed, I took my pants off. I couldn’t help but feeling out of control. I did what he said. I listened to every direction he gave me intently. I listened to his strong, sexy voice command my body. I pretended it was him touching me…Rubbing me. I plunged my fingers deep inside of my tight hole, pretending it was his hard cock fucking me.
“I’m going to cum in that tight pussy soon, I don’t care what it takes, I am going to take you.” He moaned into the phone as he stoked himself.
“FUCK!” I yelled as I heard the front door of my house slam. “He’s home, shit.” I got up and threw my pants on as fast as I could. I threw the phone into the laundry basket just in time for my boyfriend to walk through the door of our room.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Jake asked as he scrunched his brows together.
“Just not feeling well babe, that’s all.” I guiltily walked over to him and kissed him sweetly on the cheek. My face was flushed a beet red.
***A few days later***
“Miranda, you said I could come. You said you broke up with him. You said you were MY girlfriend now. Why are you making such a big deal out of this? Everything will be fine.“ Kaleb argued.
“I… I am just excited.” I lied. “I can’t believe you actually did it.” I reached into my Altiods box and grabbed the biggest joint I could find. Shit I am in a lot of trouble. I lit it and sucked in the biggest hit my lungs could take. I looked up at the little heart shaped cam perched on my desk and blew out. If only he knew that I didn’t break up with Jake.
“When I get there you are going to stop smoking.” He said sternly.
“Yeah, right” I laughed. I liked an assertive man but have never been good at following orders.
“When are you going to be here?” I asked nervously.
“Soon, babe. Don’t worry.” He replied sweetly.
“Look, Kaleb. I don’t think this is a good idea right now.” I panicked. I had been telling him this whole time to just wait a while longer before he showed up. I told him I needed time to get over Jake. Another lie. I was really racking the lies up.
“Hey, I can’t really talk now; I gotta catch my plane in a few hours so I’m going to finish packing. Love you babe. Be there soon.” He signed off. The cam went black.
Well that was sudden. He didn’t even give me a second to argue with him.
Ugh why did I give him my address? He had a way of talking to me. I would say anything he told me to say and wonder about my stupidity later. I knew he was planning to come but I thought I had more time to break it off before then.
What the hell am I going to do? You see, I loved everything about Kaleb. I needed our nightly sessions so badly I would kill for them. I couldn’t say no to him, so I lied. I lied to both of them. I was about to be caught up in my own huge web of lies. I was about to meet the guy of my dreams. I was about to lose one (or both) of my boyfriends. Shit. I what the hell is going to happen? My thoughts raced. My heart raced. It’s time to tell the truth. I need to tell Jake or he is going to find out when Kaleb shows up at our door. I could imagine that scenario. I cringed.
I am not saying I am proud to have lied, but hell. I have never in my life imagined a man that could consume my thoughts so fully. Fill my desires so completely. I haven’t even met him yet. I have only been talking to him for a little over 6 months now.
The conversation with Jake went horribly. How could I be so cold? I didn’t mean to sound so cold when I told him. I was numb, exhausted, and afraid.
“You fucking said you quit talking to him! You fucking lied to me! I trusted you god damnit Miranda…” Jake had read some of the emails Kaleb sent me over the past few months. I was never very good at hiding things. When he questioned me about it I always told him it was just a little harmless online flirting. I promised him that it would stop.
“You fucking fix this now. You fix it now or we are done. You understand me? Done! I won’t put up with this shit ever again in OUR home.” He yelled so loud my ears were ringing.
He threw the phone at me. I ducked and it landed on the bed.
I knew I deserved his anger. He was right. I couldn’t go through with it. I had to end this thing with Kaleb.
“Fine, I will call him. I am so sorry I’ve hurt you after all we have been through. I don’t know how he does this to me? Since I met him online that day I just, can’t…”
“Shut up Miranda, you cheated on me.” He interrupted. “You lied and you fucking cheated, like a WHORE. I never thought you were capable of this. NEVER!” he slammed the door hard on his way out.
I picked up the phone and. I could hear Jake pacing in the living room. I dialed…No answer. I tried again and again. No answer.
Shit.
That night Jake slept on the couch. I couldn’t sleep. I must have dialed his number all night long with no avail. Come on answer! I pleaded silently. I was too chicken-shit to leave a message. The hours dragged on and I guess I finally fell asleep.
I woke up and shot straight out of bed. I grabbed the phone and ran to the back door as fast as my legs could carry me. Pretty damn fast. Breathing hard I saw that I had a few missed calls.All of them from a strange number.
No messages.
I called his number as I looked through the window at Jake sleeping peacefully on the couch.
“Hey babe, why didn’t you pick up” Kalebs voice startled me. Finally an answer. Thank god, I thought.
“I really need to talk to you” I said in a panic.
“OK meet me at the beach here. I’m at your favorite spot; the one you told me about. I’m in the Oasis here next to the park.” He sounded excited.
“How long have you been there?” I questioned.
“Well I just got off my flight and called a cab to bring me here until I could get a hold of you. Probably been here an hour or so. It’s beautiful down here just like you said. Get your ass down here woman, I need some company fast.”
I hung up without saying goodbye. Threw on a sundress and sandals and flew out of the house like it was burning down. Jake wasn’t up yet thank god. I stopped, looking back at our apartment.
Maybe I should tell Jake where I am going at least?
Nah. I can fix this on my own, I thought. It will not be easy but it will be a great life lesson.
My heart was racing. My knees were wobbly. I was nervous as hell. What was I going to say? Ooops sorry I lied to you; your whole trip was a waste, go home now? Oh yeah, I never broke up with Jake and I am not your girlfriend. This was going to suck. I laughed nervously.
I wandered the beach finding little peace. I walked to the Oasis and there was so sign of him. I walked up and down the peer and to the park, nothing. Maybe he was just messing with me; I started to calm myself. He does like to joke, I thought…
I walked back to the pier and sat down in a quiet spot and let my toes touch the water. I’ve been coming here since I was a kid. I had always talked to the water about everything. I know it sounds crazy but you know, those thoughts you have that are so private you fear to write them down, well this is where I let them out. The water knows all of my secrets.
Part of me was a bit disappointed that he wasn’t there.
“I love Jake too though and I could never dump him. It makes things complicated. I have to tell the truth; it’s the right thing to do.”I spoke out loud and sighed. I kicked my feet through the cool water lapping at my bare toes.
“So you didn’t dump Jake?” I heard a voice from behind. A very familiar voice…
“SHIT!” I spat out like vomit as I clung to my stuff for dear life. I could feel my cheeks hot with embarrassment. My breath was caught in my throat. I buried my face into my knees. How could I look at him? Please let that not be him. It was him. What do I do! Panic? I can’t look, I thought. Don’t look at him you dumbass! I remember thinking that if I didn’t look at him for long enough he would disappear, or I would. Either way would have been nice.
“Miranda, look at me.” I could hear pain in his voice.
“I can’t look. I tried to call you, ya know? You put me on the spot; I didn’t know what to do.”I cried, tears streaming down my bare knees and legs.
“I put you on the spot? You told me that you broke up with him. You told me we could be together. You said yes to me. We are together.” I could hear the frustration in his voice. “I flew hundreds of miles to see you and this is what you have to say to me?” his voice was raising to uncomfortable levels. I could see people staring at us, they were surely waiting for a full fledge fight to break out.
“I don’t know what to do. I told you about all the things Jake and I have been through. I can’t just leave him, our lives are intertwined.” I looked up at him. “We have a house together. We have the same friends. We have been together for years…” my voice trailed off.
“Nothing that can’t be undone, Miranda.” He sat down next to me looking a little more calm now.
I got a glimpse of his strong arms and bare chest. I tried to look away from his piercing blue eyes unsuccessfully. “I am here now. What do you want to do?”
I thought all of those times I had seen him on cam, and in pictures were as good as it gets. I was so wrong. He was beautiful. He had strong, lean, muscular arms. His chest muscles made me blush upon inspection. He wore no shoes and had no shirt on. His jeans were worn looking and they were not tight but also not baggy and sloppy looking. His deep blue eyes were hypnotizing. His face looked like it had been made by the gods. His blond sandy hair was messy and yet it was the thing I most wanted to touch at that moment. He almost looked…Inhuman.
He brushed my black hair over my shoulder. I shuddered at his touch; gentle yet rough fingers. Hands made for touching, working…fucking.
“Hey I found a really cool place back by the woods in the park, let’s walk and talk.” he said, looking confused for some odd reason. As if his mind was elsewhere.
We walked and I talked. I explained everything. The good, the bad, and the ugly all came out. I told him why I lied about Jake. Why I lied to them both. I had my reasons, they sounded so good in my head but when I said them out loud I felt selfish and shallow.
“So you were still sleeping with him?” He looked angry “While we were together?” he shot me a look that said I should answer carefully and truthfully.
“I did” I admitted. “I was thinking about you though” I could feel my cheeks getting hot again.
He was silent as we walked. I ran out of things to say. I began talking nervously, trying to fill in the gaps.
“I get it.” He finally said. “The only question I have is; do you want to be with me now?” He threw his arms around me. “I have plans for us. I have so much to tell you and so little time” he smiled. Chills went up and down my body. I could feel myself getting wet. My face flushed.
“I am sorry I can’t be with you.” I smiled weakly “I still love Jake and he needs me right now.” The words made me cringe. I wanted to be with Kaleb so bad but how could I leave Jake? I couldn’t. No matter how much I wanted another man I could not walk away from my life. Jake was my life. How could I have done this to him? I felt like such a slut. I felt…guilty. It was written all over my face. Everything happened so fast. I thought I could steer Kaleb off before things got too serious. It was just an internet fling. I thought I could control it with ease.
“I need you right now…” his voice was barely above a whisper and I could tell he was pissed. “I promise you, you are mine. It is destiny. You should never have been with him!” he was shaking and his fists were balled. “I should have never listened to Amaralei when she told me to not get involved!” he yelled.
I was starting to feel afraid. I was alone with a crazy person and nobody knew where I was. I was pissing off a crazy guy. Shit. He was not making any damn sense. I needed to get out of here and fast. He was now kneeling next to a tree with his head in his hands, muttering in some strange language that I could not quite make out. Oddly enough it felt so familiar and comforting to hear. Okay, I was going crazy too now…
I slipped the sandals I had been carrying onto my feet quickly. I knew I would have to run soon. He was still muttering next to the tree. Okay, on the count of three I am going to run out of the woods toward the beach area where there were more people. I would be safer there, I thought. It was about a hundred feet and I was a fast runner. Easy as pie, I thought. Feeling confident I started silently counting.
One…
Two…
Three…
I could barely feel my feet touch the ground as I sprinted off. My heart was beating fast and my limbs felt rubbery and clumsy as I ran. Almost there.
As I ran onto the hot sand I felt some relief wash over me. I looked back and he was nowhere to be seen. Thank god, I thought. I scanned the beach looking for other people. I waved my hands toward the Oasis in the middle of the beach, trying to get somebody’s attention.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spun around smacking right into his bare chest. Before I could even scream he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I started kicking and screaming as he carried me back into the wooded area. Could nobody hear me? Nobody even looked our direction. There was a man jogging on the beach about thirty feet away. He glanced at us and kept moving. I felt like I was dreaming. Why was nobody helping me?
It felt as though we were walking for hours, though surely it was only a few minutes. He walked swiftly and did not respond to any of my pleas. Finally, when we had wandered hundreds of yards away from the beach, he stopped and threw me off of his shoulder. I landed hard. I could feel pain in my left ankle. I realized my purse was gone and one of my shoes was missing. I was too terrified to speak. My throat was dry and rough from screaming.
He sat down on a log in front of me and we stared at each other. The look on my face was of confusion and fear. The look on his face was of anger and betrayal. I wanted to look away from him but found that I was unable.
“Why?” he finally spoke. “This was supposed to be easy. I was so sure that you were mine. Now it will not be easy and there is no turning back.” He rubbed his forehead in frustration. “All because you lied to me…To me. I could have waited. I could have convinced you Miranda.” He sighed.
I had no idea what he meant. He sounded so sane all the times we talked before; no hint of a psychotic personality. And now…Now, I was in trouble. I could feel it in my bones. I had to say something. I had to get out of here by any means necessary, or I was going to end up on a milk carton.
“I…” I paused choking on my words. “I am sorry. I do care about you. I just want to go home. My family will be looking for me. I p-promise. I w-won’t tell anybody about this” I cried. My voice was cracking and I sounded like a scared child.
He stood up. As he stepped toward me I crawled away from him. My ankle was throbbing I knew I would be unable to walk on it. He bent down and touched my ankle gently. Pushing around the lightly to see if I had broken anything.
“It’s not broken” he said calmly. “It will heal soon. I have herbs at the…the.” He paused as if he were trying to come up with a word for it. “House. They will heal it in no time.”
Something seemed to distract him. He slowly inched toward my face until he was nose to nose with me. Again, he looked furious with me. Furrowing his brows and curling his lips in a look of utter disgust he growled “Is that him I smell…” I did not answer. I looked away turning my face away from his. “LOOK AT ME!” He bellowed, scaring the shit out of me. He grabbed my chin roughly and faced me toward him again. “Answer me” he whispered through clenched teeth “Is that him I smell on you…”
“I don’t kn-know what you’re talking about” I stammered. Fucking lunatic…
“Don’t ever lie to me Miranda.” He said calmly. “I will not tolerate it from here on out. You must be honest and true. You must be loyal to me and to…” his voice trailed off. He looked stressed as though he was trying to hold something back and struggling with it.
“Lie down.” He commanded sternly. He stood up and started unzipping his jeans matter-of-factly. As if there were nothing weird about the situation we were in. He let them fall, kicking them to the side. His cock was huge. It shocked me, I couldn’t help but gasp. It wasn’t even hard and it was the biggest I have ever seen in my life. Not that I had much experience, but I knew that thing was not going to fit in me. He sauntered gracefully toward me like a predator stalking his prey. He kneeled in front of me again. His muscles were tensed and it was a sight to behold. My heartbeat pounded like a drum in my chest. My breath went shallow and ragged and my hands were shaking violently.
“Lie down.” He said again in a deep throaty growl. “Now.”
I was frozen. I could not move a muscle. I could not breathe. My lips were tingling from a lack of oxygen. Thump, thump, thump; my heart pounded fiercely in my chest. I must have looked to him like a deer in headlights.
He pushed me down gently and crawled on top of me, kissing my neck and rubbing my arched back expertly with his big rough fingers massaging and kneading my muscles. I was terrified but it felt too good to stop. I let out a moan that surprised us both. I had to be dreaming. It felt like time had stopped for me.
I could feel his hardness against my inner thigh and it sent shivers up my spine. I was writhing and panting so hard I completely forgot where I was. I forgot who I was. I felt like every inch of my body was on fire.
I had to stop this. I had to…
“No!”I sat up pushing against him. Jake…I can’t do this. I can’t. He will never forgive me. I love him. My thoughts were like a whirlwind in my head. “Please, I’m sorry…I can’t do this.” I pleaded desperately.
“I love you Miranda, I need you. I need to claim you before we go to…” his voice trailed off again. “I need you now.” He snarled.
“Please Kaleb, if you love me then stop! I need to think.” I cried. Tears were forming in the corners of my eyes. I felt so small next to him. I was petite to begin with; he was huge. He towered over me. There was no way I could over power him. The only chance I had was to run. With the condition of my ankle it would be difficult.
“I need you now! I can’t wait anymore. I won’t be able to control myself.” He growled. He pushed me down, pressing his hard, naked body into mine. In an instant he ripped my dress off like it was nothing. I watched it flutter to the ground in pieces.
I screamed as loud as I could. Putting all of the energy I had into it.
He covered my mouth. I panicked, I could feel myself slipping. I knew I was going to pass out. He unhooked my bra with his free hand. My nipples started to tingle and harden as he kissed and teased them with his tongue.
I fought harder than I have ever fought in my life and it took no effort for him to overpower me. Effortlessly, he held me. I was nothing to him. I struggled to move my arms and legs. He grew aggravated with my feeble efforts and pushed hard against me, showing me the full potential of his strength; as if he was trying to show me that fighting against him was pointless.
“Please Miranda, I need you, don’t fight this.” He cooed in my ear sending shock waves through my body. The shock of my own need hit me like a brick. I closed my eyes. This is going to happen to me, I thought. Oh my god I am going to be raped during broad daylight. He let go of my mouth for a second.
I immediately screamed. He covered my mouth again. I choked finding it hard to breath at all.
“None of that…” he smiled. “You are feisty, why don’t you just let go? He put two fingers under my thongs and plunged them deep inside of me. “I can feel that you need me too” he teased. I sat up against his strength for a moment. Electricity jolting through my body gave me monetary animal strength. He plunged his fingers deeper inside of my core. I immediately succumbed to pleasure and he took control again pushing my back down to the ground with ease.
With one hand over my mouth, he fingered me until I was dripping wet. Deep inside me, a place no man has ever been so fully. A strange mix of feelings was washing over me; I cried and moaned at the same time through his hands. I cried out of fear and moaned out of pleasure. All of my cries and moans were muffled.
I swung my free arm at him; punching as hard as I could. My fist slammed into his cheek. He looked as though he didn’t even feel it. I felt like a small child trying to wrestle a polar bear.
He stopped finger fucking me and explored my body with his mouth and free hand. I had just about given up hope that I was going to get out of this. I couldn’t stop my mind, heart, and body from conflicting thoughts and feelings. I knew it was wrong, I knew I wanted it, I knew I felt guilty.
More tears came flooding out.
He finally uncovered my mouth.
“I can’t stop, take it for me.” he moaned. “I will make it up to you.” He pushed his body into mine even harder. I could feel his cock straining against me.
“Kaleb, please, you are hurting me!” I cried.”Please stop I can’t do this. You don’t have to go through with this, we can talk. I won’t tell anyone” I begged.
Tears were streaming down my face. What had I done? This is my fault. I wondered if he was going to kill me. I wondered if I would ever see my family and friends again. I wondered if I would see Jake again. I wondered if I did see him, if would ever forgive me.
“I won’t hurt you…much. When I’m done, you won’t want me to stop. I told you a hundred times that when I first saw you I was going to have you right then and there.” He kissed my closed mouth, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I bit his lip hard. I could taste blood.
Slowly tracing my body with his big hands he reached down between my legs again. He pushed his fingers in. Slowly pulling them out of my wet, clenching hole, he stated rubbing my clit ever so softly; teasing, barely touching. I froze. I couldn’t move. He let go of my mouth and moved his head down. Licking and sucking. He teased my clit slowly and lightly with his tongue. Barely touching me still, he circled my clit, lapping me until I felt like I was going to die.
I raised my hips up and buried myself into his mouth. I felt a rush coming on. I was so close …I couldn’t control my jerky movements. I felt my whole body spasm with pleasure. As I came he grabbed my ass cheeks and lifted them off of the ground as though he was drinking me. I tried to scream but nothing came out.
I fell to the ground lifeless.
What is that feeling? My heart was beating so fast. I wanted him. I can’t do that, what am I insane? This, obviously insane, man is going to rape and kill me. He would probably throw my dead lifeless body into the bushes and be done with it. I tried to reason with myself.
He paused to look into my eyes.
“You are so beautiful. I am sorry if I hurt you at all, I just can’t help myself. I’ve never felt this way. I was not prepared for the feelings I would have for you. “he sighed.
I reached for the pieces of my dress without a second thought.
He grabbed my hand mid-air. “You are not done yet” he said fiercely.
Tears came pouring out again. Knowingly I laid back down on my own. There was no point in fighting. He was going to take me. I needed to save my energy for the moment I had a chance to escape. Now was not that time. He gently covered my mouth again.
He positioned himself on top of me, adjusting me with ease.
I could feel his hardness pressing against my clit as he wiped the rest of my tears away. He pushed against me. He positioned himself at my delicate opening. I instinctively began to panic again. Fear hit me like a brick. I knew I wouldn’t win but my fear was taking over.
I scooted up a few inches. He pulled me back down.
I twisted my body awkwardly, he straightened me.
I could feel his hardness brushing against me as I struggled. I could tell he was just toying with me.
He pulled me down and straightened me once more. He positioned himself against my delicate opening. “I need you to relax, or this will hurt.” He looked into my eyes and brushed the hair from my mouth.
He pushed his huge cock through my tight little opening stopping as the tip popped through. I felt immense pain consume me. He was barely inside me yet and I felt like he was stretching my little hole to its limit. He tried to calm me as he pushed a little deeper. I tried to sit up and regretted it. Pain shot through my body. I felt like I would rip open at any moment. There was no way he was going to fit.
I bit his shoulder so hard I could feel his warm blood leaking into my mouth.
He moaned with pleasure.
I spit the blood out all over his chest and watched in horror as it mixed with his sweat and dripped down onto my face and chest. Kissing my neck and rubbing his blood into my chest, he seemed to grow even bigger. I screamed so loudly that it even startled him. The sound that came out of me was that of a person being slowly killed.
“Don’t move…” he bit out through clenched teeth.
Out of fear I listened. “A little more” he cooed. He pushed in more. I could feel my body trying to accommodate him. More pain. Pain mixed with pleasure. My legs straightened as I tried to make it easier for him to fit. My toes pointed, I tried my best to relax my muscles.
It didn’t work. I had never been in so much pain in my life.
He slowly pushed, my tiny hole stretched out over his large pulsing cock.
“There you go baby, you can take it. That’s a girl” he attempted to calm me. He talked to me as though I was a little girl and he was teaching me how to ride a bike. “Relax, stop tightening up around me. Loosen and relax it will feel good.”
I let my body relax again. Another moan escaped me.
Call for help, don’t give up, I thought desperately.
He moaned as he pulled out slowly.
He pushed back in hard.
I screamed so loud he covered my mouth again. “Shhhhh….It’s okay.” He cooed.
When my mouth was secure he began pumping me hard. Every inch of his hard body was taking me, claiming me. I tried to scream, I bit his hand. He kept fucking me anyways, like an animal in a rage.
It started to hurt so fucking good. My body melted and I let him fully take me. He pulled me up onto his lap without pulling out. He grabbed my hips and rocked me on top of him. My nipples grazed his chest.
“Fuck me now Miranda, I have to cum now” he moaned deeply into my ear.
I hesitated. “No” I said as my voice cracked.
Out of exhaustion my shoulders slumped against him.
“Fuck me!” he yelled, scaring me from the rawness of his voice.
I rocked my hips slowly up and down the tip.
My eyes rolled back. My limbs went numb.
Ecstasy.
“You feel so good” he grabbed my hips and pulled me all the way down.
His hard cock… was so deep inside me. I wanted to hate it. I wanted the pain to stop…but I wanted his fucking cock so much it consumed my thoughts.
He cried out. I could feel his hot cum pumping inside of me. I could feel his cock moving inside of me.
I shivered as he filled me .He pulled out carefully. My legs were tensing and clenching as he slowly pulled out of me. I could feel every inch and pulsing muscle of his slimy, huge cock slide out of me. I could feel the warm sticky fluid leaking out.
Things went dark. I could hear echoes of his voice. I was being lifted.
Don’t fall …aslee…
Everything went black.
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It was so cold. So dark.
Where am I?
I felt around the area surrounding my bare feet with my cold and shaking hands. I felt something furry and soft beneath my body. It was some sort of animal fur rug.
My hands wrapped around my naked body. Shivering. So hard to remember… My was so foggy it was hard to think. Everything around me was so pitch black I could hardly tell if my eyes were open or closed. My ankle was throbbing like hell.
“Hello?” I whispered in a voice so raspy that it did not sound like my own and startled me. “Hello… Anyone there?” I choked out.
I searched around for my clothes and phone in the dark, unsuccessfully. The darkness was so consuming. I felt some sort of rough brick or concrete floor surrounding me. “Ahhhh…” I weakly cried out in pain. My body and muscles ached.
“Oh my god” I sobbed, remembering what happened to me earlier. Memories rushing back. I reached between my legs feeling the sticky, wet evidence of my reality.
I screamed at the top of my lungs, a shrill, piercing scream. A scream of total agony and terror echoed back at me. Howling, rasping. Was that me? I swear I heard something strange answer my call of pain. Growling, snarling noises seemed to echo from every wall. I could tell that this room was not big. If there was something in here I was not going to be able to get away from it.
In desperation I got up feeling my way around the room. There has to be a door here, right? My hopeful thoughts sinking as I felt my way around the small, empty room. I walked toward the center of the room, past the rug. I ran smack into something large. I screamed when I felt fur brush against my legs. I threw myself to the ground in fear. When nothing happened I raised a shaky hand cautiously to where the fur was. It was something solid. I felt it with more confidence now…”A chair” I said out loud, instantly relieved it was not something more offensive.
“Please, help me!” I yelled out loud again. Again I seemed to hear growling, snarling voices echoing back at me.
As I searched the small brick walls with my hands I realized how alone I was. I realized that I was probably going to die here. I would never see Jake again. This was it. This guy raped me, he was never going to let me leave…Alive. I shuddered at the thought and I sobbed as I planted my face against the brick wall. I let my face scrape down the rough wall as I fell to my knees. I could feel the blood start to bead up down the left side of my face and body as I lay on the floor crying like a helpless child.
“I’ll never see you again!” I screamed as my voice echoes off the damp, dank walls.
I reached for the ring on my finger. Jake’s class ring. The thought of never seeing him made me feel desperate and panicky. He was probably worried sick right now.
I would rather die than be tortured again I tried to convince myself. If I was going to die, I would rather it be at my own hand. I grabbed the ring tightly with my shaking hand and jabbed it into my wrist as hard as I could. I dug it in with all of my strength, sliding it down…down…I realized, although this would injure me it would not kill me. The sharp edges of the ring were still too dull to make a clean, deep cut.
All of a sudden my eyes were offended by a bright source of light. A brick door opened out of the smooth wall.
“Miranda…?” I hear his voice.
Starting to feel light-headed, I swayed as I felt the blood trickle down my bruised arm.
“What the fuck are you doing!” he dropped a tray full of something onto the floor. Rushing to me, he ripped his shirt off and kneeled beside me. He grabbed my arm and started to wrap it up with his shirt, tying it tightly into a secure knot.
“Fuck you, you piece of shit!” I screamed as I batted at him weakly with my good arm. I tried to squirm and scratch at his face. He shot me a stern look of warning.
Looking at him made my body tingle…I was feeling suddenly warm. Very warm. I could feel my cheeks burning and flushing. The room started to spin. It was getting dark again.
*Whack!* I feel a slap across my face. I felt a stinging sensation burning my cheek.
I lay wrapped in a blanket, shivering in his arms.
“You!” I yell with contempt and hate. Seething at him between gritted teeth I growl, “You fucking sick bastard. Let me go…” I thrashed around, immediately feeling more like a stubborn child than anything else.
“Shhhh, don’t talk right now. We will talk, but you are weak.” He said softly.
I glimpsed at his face with disgust.
Those eyes. They seemed to burn and soothe me at the same time.
They seemed to bore through me. Raping me, deep inside. Deep inside of me.
How can such a monster have the face of an angel? You think of some greasy sick fuck out raping college students. But him? He could have anybody. Must be some sick fucking fetish? Maybe he was just a stark raving lunatic. I was better on the latter.
I cried. What else could I do? “Why do you fucking care you sick fuck. You did this to me? Remember?” I spat out between sobs and sharp gasps of air.
He lifted an eyebrow. He didn’t look away in shame like I expected. The eyes of a man that has done something wrong always show glimpses of guilt. Although I could see that he did not enjoy hurting me, I could see no guilt in those fiery eyes. He looked like a man who felt he had a right to take what he wanted. And he did. He did it with the pride of a king, a god…
We stared.
Was he mocking me?
He gently set me down into the chair that had startled me earlier. The pain of my body was immense. I cried out involuntarily. I could feel the pain of my new cut. I could feel the pain of my ankle. I could feel some strange pain from where I was violated. Stinging, aching. In the light I could see that my body was full of bruises. Some of them looked like perfect finger prints.
He reached in to his pocket.
“Take this.” he handed me a small white pill. I looked at it, examining it carefully.
“No, I don’t know what it is. Why the hell should I take it?” I laughed crazily.
“It is a pain medication. You are going to need it. You are not going to be happy with me for what we must do soon. I cannot explain anything to you ye,t but you must take it.” He looked concerned.
I got a bad feeling in my gut at that moment, washing over me a pain and desperation that could not be sated.
“You are not going to let me leave are you?” I pleaded.
“No” he said sternly. “Get that thought from your head now; it will only cause you more pain from this moment forth.”
“Ever?” I again pleaded as Tears rolled down.
He did not answer; he looked away from me and pretended to be inspecting the walls.
Get yourself together Miranda. If he doesn’t kill you, you have a chance, I thought.
“Am I going to die?”
“Not by my hand, not if I can help it.” he smiled, almost sweetly.
Disgusted, I attempted to look at my surroundings. A small room. The brick walls surrounding us were very smooth. Fur rugs covered parts of the brick floor. A strange looking Tiffany-esque lamp toward the center of the room gave off light. The chair I was sitting in was beautiful. It was solid dark wood and covered in exquisitely soft, white fur. It was reclined back and quite comfortable. There was a strange bag sitting next to me. The food and tray that he was carrying earlier was splattered across the floor to the right of us. There was no apparent door opening. How did he get in?
“What do I have to get ready for?” I said with fear crippling my already shaky voice.
“Me.” he said sternly. The look on his face said that he offered no apologies for what was to come.
I popped the pill into my mouth with my good arm. I don’t know why I did it. It could have been my death. In that moment I almost hoped that it would be. If I had a chance of numbing any sort of pain I would be a fool not to take it. I was at his mercy. Something he seemed to lack.
He picked up a flask, opened it and held it to my mouth as I gulped down hurriedly, spilling down my naked chest. I didn’t realize how thirsty I was until the cool water slid down my dry, cracking throat.
I didn’t know what to say. So I cried.
He watched me intently, with a stoic yet pained look.
Don’t fucking look at me like that, you…pig. I thought it but dared not say it. How could he do this and look so unconcerned? I am bleeding, bruised, raped. He is sitting there pretending like this hurts him as he prepares to rape my damaged body, again. How could he do this? How?
“You said you loved me. Why are you doing this to me? What did I do to deserve it? Just let me go!” I begged.
“I don’t have much time left. Save your energy please. I do love you, I do care. I will be gentle if you don’t fight me this time. You are wounded, but I have no choice. Anger me and you will not be so lucky.”
“Everybody has a fucking choice!” I yelled.
He looked away. “I do not.” he spoke softly.
He reached into the bag and pulled out some dressing for my arm. He took my arm out of the ripped shirt and cleaned it with some strange ointment that was also in the bag. He quickly and tightly wrapped it again with the fresh bandages. He also rubbed to salve into my apparent bruises and my foot. He spread my legs and began to inspect my most private areas like he was some sort of doctor. Carefully touching my flesh. He slowly poked a single finger into me, feeling around. I blushed ten shades of red. I could feel my cheeks tingling.
I wanted to kill him as he touched me.
Weakness and pain wrapped my flesh in agony.
He then walked to the middle of the room. He was feeling around the floor as if he was looking for something.
He then pulled up some rings from the floor. Strangely, they pulled out in perfect places around a rug. He pulled up a total of three large metal rings. I swear as he touched them they glowed a dark red, just for a moment. They were suddenly all opened from the center, like handcuffs would open. Yet they seemed to have no sensible mechanics that would allow them to open and close like cuffs would. They were just bare, metallic, metal rings. How did they open? I fidgeted nervously wondering if I was hallucinating. It was possible; with the situation I was just put through it should be no surprise. It still felt like a nightmare to me.
“I didn’t want it to be this way you know. I thought you were ready. I couldn’t wait.” he walked over to where I was sitting again. “You lied to me Miranda. That was a mistake.” He closed in on me until I could feel his hot breath on my neck and ear.
Unwrapping the blanket from me, he tossed it aside; exposing my naked flesh again.
I shivered from the cold crisp air.
He picked me up carefully, making sure not to touch my arm.
“Oh fuck this, not this again!” I cried and kicked. I writhed in his arms. I don’t care what it takes, I thought. I am not letting this sick fuck head take me without a fight. I strained in his grip as he sat me down onto the soft floor.
Forgetting about all of the pain for a moment, I fought with my life; biting him, scratching him. I tried to scratch the eyeballs out of his head. The dressing on my arm started to bleed through.
With chunks of skin missing from his chest and arms he placed his body on top of me.
I pushed, he kissed me softly. He traced my lips with his tongue so lightly.
I moved my head away from his face, burying it into his chest. I bit as hard as I could. I bit down so hard my teeth ached under the pressure. Finally I had a good grip with my teeth. I bit down. Harder… harder. His skin must have been tough as nails because I couldn’t seem to rip the flesh off with all my might. He didn’t struggle or show signs of pain. He let me continue to bite down.
He strapped my good arm into the ring.
He grabbed my jaw softly pushing a pressure point. I released his flesh from my mouth instantly.
Quickly he moved down to my legs, holding them down. I couldn’t sit up to swing at him anymore.
He strapped my legs into the other two rings quickly, with ease. My ankle throbbed like hell.
“Do I have to strap your other arm too? I don’t want to hurt you but if you continue to struggle you will hurt yourself worse.”
What choice did I have? I would rather have some freedom. Give me one fucking good chance and I’ll, and I’ll…what? What can I do?
He kissed up and down my body. I tried not to be turned on. I could feel his undoing his pants and I got wet in a flash. This is the fuck that just raped you. I kept repeating it in my head as I felt him grow hard.
“Would you like me to please you, or would you like me to be done quickly so you can rest, my lady?” he smirked.
“What the fuck do you think? Is this a joke to you? My life is a joke to you? You sick asshole!?”
“As you wish” he cooed to me as he rubbed his hands up and down my thighs possessively in anticipation.
I growled. “I never wished for this…”
The tears came streaming down. I tried to hold them back. I tried not to let him see me cry. He didn’t deserve the satisfaction of my tears ever again.
“Cry if you need. I will be done soon, I promise, beautiful. I will take care of you when it is over.”
I didn’t want to but I couldn’t help it. I sobbed like a lost child. He positioned himself on top of me as I sobbed. Gently pushing himself into me as I screamed as loud as I could. He caressed me. He looked into my eyes like I was his lover as I screamed in horror and pain.
I strained to accommodate him. I couldn’t take it. He pushed the tip in gently. Stretching me. He leaned down and pulled my ass up off of the ground to get a better angle.
I opened my eyes to look at him. His muscles were straining as he drew into me. His face was hard and calm. He never looked away from me. Trying to concentrate on anything but the sheer pain his body was imposing on me I stared back.
Sharp pain as he plunged his huge hard cock inside again. Harder. I watched his body jerk and lose control. Unable to move my arm and legs, I looked over to my bloody arm lying next to me as if it were a foreign object. If I could surprise him, I thought…I could gouge his eyes out before he even knew what was happening. I tensed my fingers and balled them into a tight fist.
He stopped.
Gently he grabbed my arm and pulled the other ring from the ground.
“No, no, no, no please…” I begged. “Stop, stop, please! Pleeeasse…” I cried like a little girl.
“I cannot risk you doing anything stupid in this condition” he sighed.
I heard a loud clack as he snapped it down over my wrist.
“It won’t hurt as much if you are still” he warned.
“How can I be still?! You are moving me around.” I screamed
He pumped harder. Each pump… his cock straining to go further inside of me. I began to relax myself.
Breathe slowly. Think. Think about Jake. Smiling faces.
“Jaaaake!” I moaned loudly. Trying to hold his face in my memory.
“Jake” Kaleb repeated angrily “Is not here.” Through gritted teeth, he curled his lips at me like an angry animal.
“Jake” I screamed again feeling not so helpless.
Did that strike a nerve?
Again I sucked down the pain as he rammed me harder.
“Oh fuck me Jake” I screamed.
The veins popped out in his neck. His body strained. His cock rammed in again.
He grabbed my neck as he fucked me. I could feel the sweat pouring off of his face. He ground his teeth together and growled “You were never his! You will never speak his name again…” He licked my ear and whispered into it “Unless you want me to gut him like a pig…”
My cut starting to bleed profusely.
Blood pouring out into the fur.
I watched it.
The pain started to elude me.
“I love you Jake…” I said out loud in either an act of bravery, or sheer stupidity.
He stopped pumping me. I could still feel his hard cock straining inside. He touched the cuffs that were restraining me so quickly I had hardly even realized I had been freed before he lifted me up swiftly. He carried me by my waist over to the wall and launched me against it. I felt my head hit the bricks hard.
He pressed his hard body against me as he wrapped his massive hand around my neck; lifting my body off of the ground he held me tightly by my neck, pushing me against the wall. I could feel my breath leave me. Gasping and choking I clung to his chest with my good arm, trying to get a hold. With my feet tip toed I still could not feel the ground. I could not look down.
“You will submit to your KING, wench!” his voice bellowed through the chamber like lions roar. “You will never speak his name again, so help me gods I will rip him into a thousand pieces and have you eat his flesh out of the palm of my hand!” He snarled wickedly. I could see the hatred in his crazed eyes. “Act like a whore and I shall treat you as one. Act as my queen and I shall treat you as that!” he screamed into my ear.
He stood there staring into my eyes, burning me with his anger. I could not breathe even if he decided to drop me at that moment. I had never been so terrified. I had never felt such anger. After what seemed like hours, his grip loosened. I gasped in air with a horrible wretched breath that did not sound human. My face was tingling, my lips were numb. He let me crumble to his feet as he continued to stare at the wall where he had me. Shaking and gasping I tried to crawl away. It felt like I was dying. My heart was pounding in my chest like a hammer. I was sure it would explode. I could see flashes of black every other second.
“I was not prepared for you to fight me…” he said, sounding calmer but still angry enough to kill me. “I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS…” He bellowed again smashing his hand into the wall. I could hear bricks crumbling to the floor.
I heard his fast stride walking toward me. I covered my head and screamed as I felt his hand on my head. He pulled his hand away for a moment. “You must never provoke me, Miranda. I love you like no other can, but you must understand….” His voice trailed off. “One day you will understand. You will love me.” He said sounding unsure for once.
He grabbed my chin and forced my head from the floor, to look at him. “I will do what must be done. You will submit.”
He pulled my limp body onto his lap. I could feel his hardness against my bare clit. I could not move or talk. I could not fight or beg. My body slumped against his. My head was resting on his shoulder. I could have fallen asleep then…Not because I wasn’t scared out of reality. Because…I was broken. I could not will myself to move. My limbs fell into some sort of atrophy. I remember thinking I must be in shock.
He gripped my hips and lifted my limp body onto his hard cock. He worked me up and down his shaft like some sort of limp doll…with ease he invaded me. I could feel every inch of his pulsing cock inside of me. I stretched over his cock like a glove that was two sizes too small. I felt so full. I felt like there was more of him inside of me than myself. The pain was immense and consuming. I felt pain everywhere, even though it was somewhat dulled, it was intense enough to make me wish I was dead.
I felt him tense. I felt his hands grip me so hard I thought my hip bones were cracking under the pressure. He started fucking me so hard I could not help but to let out a throaty grunt as he slammed his cock into the barrier preventing him spilling the guts out of my body. I could feel myself slipping back as he fucked harder. He caught me gripping my back between my shoulders. I could see his face now. He looked as pained as I. His face was sweating and I could see the veins pulsing at his temples. His teeth were gritted and he was growling as though he was in agony.
I could feel his cum pumping inside me as he held me, impaled on his pulsing cock. Everything about this was so wrong. In that moment though, he looked so helpless. He held me there like he was holding on for his life. He looked at me as though I was everything to him. I almost forgot where I was. I was so confused when I looked into his eyes. I felt like I was the one who should be comforting him, ironically. He slumped back, holding me…keeping himself inside of me. I collapsed on his chest easily.
He wrapped his arms around me tightly and gently. Tears rolled out in crocodile size droplets. Dripping down my face onto his chest, they came to rest. I was not sobbing. I was not blinking. I just could not control the tears that fell from my shell shocked face.
I slept there. Listening to his darkened heart beat loudly…I slept. Finally.

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Fantasm

Good Slut’s Last Request

I had been waiting for this day for my entire life.
Master woke me as usual, opening my cage door and allowing me to crawl out and give Him a blowjob, my breakfast given to me in the form of His hot cum . He was kind enough this morning to give me a dessert of oatmeal, eaten from my dog bowl on the floor of the kitchen. Crawling, i followed Him into the living room where He watched television from the couch while my face was buried on His cock, only coming up for air once every 30 seconds.
I wasn’t there to suck Master’s cock, but simply to keep it warm and covered, and totally ready in case Master wished to fuck my face at any time.
This is how i have been living now for 4 years, and today was going to be the day that Master allowed me to fulfill my life’s goal; today i was going to give my life to my Master.
Before you judge me, i want you to understand that this is truly how i feel. I was born an innocent little girl and eventually came to understand my true place in the world – as a slut and a cumbucket for Men. My Master understands my true desires, the need that i’ve had ever since i was young, to give myself completely to a Man to prove my worth. And what am i worth? About 3 and a half minutes of the best deepthroat blowjob performance of my life.
Staring up at Master, i know that he hasn’t forgotten. He has a sparkle in His eyes that wasn’t there yesterday and He glances at me now and then as if to tell me to be patient. He knows how excited i am. As i run my tongue slowly around His cock i can feel my cunt already dripping with excitement. Today is the day!
Finally, Master begins to stroke my hair and His cock starts hardening in my mouth. I smile, and begin to suck, using only my lips and my tongue. Master reaches over to the coffee table and picks up the handcuffs, and i instinctively put my hands behind my back right before he cuffs them together, then replaces his hands on the back of my head as i work to get Him harder. I suck, licking the underside of His cock and staring up at Him as His hard cock begins to push into my throat, gagging me. I keep staring, my eyes misting with tears and the corners of my mouth beginning to glisten with my saliva as i choke. I push harder, gagging myself freely, enjoying the sounds that i make as my throat convulses around His cockhead. He looks down into my eyes as He pushes my head onto His cock, holding me there for a count of 20 before He begins to speak.
“Are you sure that this is what you want, slut? Although you truly are just a worthless slut, you still get a say in this. The one thing in the world that you get a say in, cunt. Think about it well.”
He pushed my head down even further for a moment before letting me up for some air, nodding at me for permission to speak.
“Master, i am sure. I was born for this, it is what I truly want.”
He looked at me a moment, considering, then smiled and slid my lips back around his cock, letting me work on His orgasm. I moved my head up and down along His shaft, letting my own saliva help as I twirled my tongue around his dick. Before long, He was grunting low and deep, and He grabbed my hair with a firm grip and pulled my head all the way onto His cock, His cum spurting into the back of my throat. I could feel my cunt quivering slightly, longing to cum as i opened my throat, welcoming my Master’s cum.
I sucked most of the wetness off of Master’s cock and waited, kneeling between His legs with my lips slightly parted. Master stroked my hair and smiled at me, the pleasure in His eyes warming me to the core.
“Well little fucktoy, I will be bothered to have to get a new slut to replace you but I won’t deny you the one thing in life that you deserve either.”
I smiled up at him, my eyes shining. Master had never looked so happy with me in the whole time that He had owned me, and immediately i knew that everything was going to be worth it just for that pleasure in his eyes.
“I wont lie, I will thoroughly enjoy it whore, and you will always be a good slut in my eyes if you go through with it” He said. I nodded emphatically, sincerely.
“I won’t disappoint You, Master.”
He smiled again. “Good girl.”
. . .
Later that day, Master’s friends showed up, knowing that i was to make my sacrifice that evening. Rather than being intimidated, i was excited! The more Men that i could please with this act, the better. I was teeming with happiness, knowing that Master trusted me to do well for Him.
While the Men ate dinner, i knelt under the table, sucking them off when they called to me, or taking their urine if they needed me to. All four of them pissed in my mouth at least once during dinner, fully expecting me to drink every drop. At one point, two of them needed to piss and one of them wanted to get a blowjob. When i finally got around to the one who wanted the blowjob, He ordered me to turn around and put my ass in the air. I obeyed, on my hands and knees with my ass sticking in the air. He slid something thin and cold into my cunt gently, telling me to grip it as hard as i could before getting under the table to blow him. It wasn’t long that i realized that he had pushed a large knife into me. Thankfully it wasn’t a very sharp one and it didn’t hurt at all, but i knew immediately that if it slid out that it would hurt very much, and i gripped it with my cunt muscles as i bobbed my head on His cock, praying that it didn’t move around too much. Once He came in my throat he gently removed the knife as i relaxed my cunt muscles, revealing that it had done no damage to my cunt.
One of Master’s friends finished dinner early and turned to me for entertainment while the others were finishing. He knealt behind me on the floor, pushing His cockhead into my asshole just a tiny bit before he began fucking me full-force, stretching open my hole with no regard to my level of pain. After a few minutes i felt Him cum inside me, His cum leaking hot and sticky into my bowels. When He pulled out, he replaced His cock with a buttplug, ordering me to keep His cum inside of me while slapping the buttplug in place, causing me to yelp quietly.
I looked up and saw Master looking at me tenderly as i bit my lip, my body glistening with a fine sheen of sweat already. He ordered me into the other room while He spoke with the other Masters privately, and i crawled into the living room, looking toward the dining room as i sat down, instincitvely pushing the buttplug further into my ass, grinding the floor slowly, loving the mixture of pleasure and pain the plug gave me.
A few minutes later, Master and His friends came into the room, and He pushed me down onto my knees, my back arched forward and my head close to the ground. He pulled the buttplug out and replaced it with one larger, eliciting a low moan from me. Then, Master pulled His cock out and pushed it into My cunt, fucking me while applying steady pressure to the buttplug, a move He knew drove me wild. I moaned, loving the pleasure that He was awarding me with, clinging to His cock with my cunt as he slid in and out. Soon, my cunt was convulsing around His cock, my moans turning into orgasmic screams.
I felt one of the Men slip something between my teeth while i orgasmed and deep inside i knew what was coming next. A warm excitement flared in me right as the orgasm was ending, causing my cunt to double its gripping convulsions. Master stroked my hair as He pulled out of my cunt, moving to position His cock in front of my face.
I tongued the ring gag that had been placed in my mouth – it was exactly the right size for Master’s cock to fit comfortably, and it was strong enough that if i had any uncomfortable convulsions it would keep my teeth safely away from His shaft. I looked up at Master as he stared down at me, His cock pulsing a few inches away from my face.
“Now slut, if this is what you truly want, you need to start it. This is your last chance, whore. If you don’t want to do it, just don’t start it. If you do, put your face on My cock and know that it was fully your own decision.”
I stared up at Master for a moment, my eyes shining with tears. Master loved me truly, and i loved Master completely. There was no one else in this world that i could possibly be happier doing this for.
And that’s why i leaned in, and pushed His cock between the metal ring gag and began tonguing it while i pushed forward. I heard Master groan immediately, and whisper just loud enough for me to hear, “Good girl, very good girl.”
I swelled with pride and determination as i felt Master’s hands entangle in my Hair, grabbing it tightly as he began pushing my head down further and further onto His cock, for the last time.
As i felt Master’s cock reaching my throat, i felt a hand begin to finger my cunt roughly, pushing one, then two, then three fingers in. I realized with a thrill that i was going to be fisted while i gave myself to Master when I felt a fourth finger start squeezing into my cunt, stretching it slowly. I gagged a little as Master’s cock pushed into my throat, and i could hear Him coaching me on, “good slut, that’s right. Open your throat for your Master you worthless cunt. Yes, you were born to do this, you’re pleasing your Master very much.” My cunt began to get wetter, making it a little easier for the hand to push into me, all five fingers now pushing steadily to invade my cunt. I tried to look up at Master but my eyes stared into His pubic hair, His cock now fully pushed into my throat.
Master bucked his hips just a little bit as i realized i had been down for about thirty seconds. My cunt started gripping the hand that was entering me as i came to understand that i was really doing it! I felt so proud, knowing that i was giving myself to my Master completely. I moved my tongue around His cock as the hand began to pump inside of me, stretching my sore insides and reach in further, toward my cervix.
“Thats a good fuck slut, yes.. you’re making your Master so fucking happy right now, cunt.. you are such a good little whore..”
My vision started to blur slightly as i felt the hand punching faster and harder into my cunt, causing my face to push into Master’s cock over and over. Harder and harder the hand pushed into me, slamming up against my cervix, and suddenly i was cumming again and simultaneously beginning to struggle, natural instincts kicking in as i moved away from Master’s cock.
But his hands, entangled in my hair, held fast, and while the now well-lubricated hand kept violating my cunt, my Master held my head down onto His cock while the last of my air left me and my vision began to dim.
“God you are such a good fucking slut… Oh god… fuck yes..”
I barely heard the words, my vision going black as i feel my Master’s cock pulsating in my throat one last time, His cum filling me with warmth and love, and the last thing i remember before it was completely dark, was the feeling of complete satisfaction deep inside of me. I had done it.
I was a truly good little slut slave.

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