Trust
Lust and horny
My first story, so I’m open to advice and criticism, please tell me if I should continue it
A quick and kinky bestiality fantasy!
Found the ending of the introductory entry of this series. I had written them years ago. I have two more stories of this series written. Back to working on a 3rd. If you like, let me know. I’ll post the rest.
Mark heads to Tacoma for a political rally, not knowing the danger that awaits him.
If I owned Harry Potter he would be getting screwed into the ground by Draco, Lucius, and Severus. He would be there slave.
The Misadventures of Taylor and Selena
This story was not written by me it was written by SadoRuski
Taylor Swift and Selena Gomez sold more than music. They sold two similar and highly successful images. They were both marketed as young, beautiful, squeaky clean, innocent and sweet young singers and actresses. All of their appearances were carefully set up and choreographed. Every movie, every song, every trip in front of a camera had to portray the same image. And for all intents and purposes those were apt descriptions. The two friends were indeed very sweet girls. Most of all, the two young women had little to complain about. Thanks in part to this portrayal; they were two very successful entertainers with most of their careers still in front of them.
But even two sweet and innocent girls needed a break. Acting like little goody two shoes all the time could become very tiring. Every once in a while the two friends needed to break character and be a little naughty. This was the reason for the concert. Managing to avoid their handlers as well as the paparazzi, the girls snuck out of their West Hollywood apartments and met at an agreed upon club. The building was huge, spacious, but unassuming. Unless you knew that inside was a huge hall with loud music and large dancing floor, you would not give the structure a second look. The location was definitely nor prominent. But that was the appeal. There would not be any press and the two celebrities would definitely not be recognized in all that confusion. The girls knew they would be able to have fun without being bothered.
The girls met in the parking lot. âLooking good, girlâ, Taylor chirped gleefully at her friend. Selena had on a skin tight black gown that showed off her beautiful curves. Her beautiful curly black hair fell off her shoulders and down her back.
âYou look fabulous as always, Taylor.â Selena reciprocated. Taylor was sporting a hot red dress, her Skirt falling just past her knees.
These two ladies were without a doubt the belles of the ball.
Music blared, drinks poured and the masses danced, swayed in a chaotic unison. Taylor and Selena were having a blast. They let their proverbial hair down, shook their hips, smiled and flirted with random strangers, behaving in a manner ill-suited for the perfect young ladies they were made out to be.
As they were walking off the dance floor, Selena signalled Taylor to follow her. âI need to go pottyâ the brunette yelled over the blaring tune. They tried several doors before Selena found one that was open and went through it. Taylor quickly followed. The door ended up leading to the stairs and then a large hall with many more doors. The girls figured one of these doors had to lead to a bathroom. They walked casually down the hall, chatting and giggling.
âOh, my god, that was awesomeâ remarked Taylor.
âYeah,â agreed Selena âwe should do this more often.â
âOh, gosh,â giggled Taylorâ did you see that guy dancing next to me? He kept grinding against meâ
âEww, he looked like such a pervâ remarked her young Latina friend
âI KNOWâ, laughed the blonde,âhe kept drooling too. HELLLLLLOOO, YUUUUCK!â
The two girls walked down the hall for a while longer before Selena spotted a restroom
âOh, good, Ill be right backâ she said âI am gonna powder my noseâ.
âHurry upâ called Taylor, âI donât want to be alone here.â
Selena ran into the bathroom. Taylor waited by the door.
A pair of eyes watched the cute Blonde across the room, the same pair of eyes that watched the two girls walk down the hall. The man waited in the shadows, like a predator stalking his prey.
The halls of the building were very spacious. The loud music from upstairs could still be heard, but it was somewhat muffled. Down here the sounds of leaky pipes and occasional bumps echoed through the walls. A bit too creepy for Taylorâs taste.
She did not hear him coming. One minute she was looking at the bathroom door. Next minute someone was hanging gagging her, grabbing her torso and dragging her backwards. She was so shocked at first; she did not know what to do. By the time she composed herself enough to let out a muffled yelp, she was 50 feet away from the bathroom. The whole ordeal took all of five seconds. Selena likely did not hear a thing.
Selena reapplied her makeup and headed out of the door. She found the hallway to be empty. Her friend had disappeared.
âTaylor? Where are youâ Taylor called out. Nothing
âTaylor, câmon, this isnât funny, letâs goâ. She heard no response, only the humming of generator and some shuffling sounds up the hall. Selena headed back up the hall, the only way to go. She peeked in every room on the way, calling out Taylorâs name.
One of the doors she happened upon was slightly opened. Taylor thought she heard some commotion inside. She opened the door and went in. âTaylor, are you in here?â She called out. Selena turned the corner and came upon a surreal scene.
Taylorâs completely naked form hung, suspended overhead by her wrists. Her red dress lay crumpled up in the corner of the room. A big red ball gag was lodged in her mouth. Coils of rope ran across her stomach and down to her crotch, the labial lips surrounding the rope. The trussed up blonde had a scared look in her eyes, and for a good reason. Beside her stood a large man, dressed all in black. His face was covered by a ski mask.
âOh my God, Taylor!â exclaimed SelenaâWhat are you doing to her???â
âA better question, bitchâ replied the masked man in a gruff manner âwhat is going to come off?â
Selena just stood in place, frozen and panicked
âGet your little ass over here if you donât want your friend to get hurtâ Yelled the masked man.
Selena reluctantly walked over toward Taylorâs bound form, trying to avoid eye contact with their assailant.
âTaylor, are you okay?â she carefully asked.
The strange man grabbed a Selena by her hair. âShe will be just fine, if both of you cooperate. Every time decide to disobey me, I will whip you raw. Are we clear?â
Both girls shook their heads yes.
The man looked at Selena. âYou can start by taking off that dressâ
Selena let out a small whine, the slowly started pulling off her black dress. The man grabbed her by the hips, pulled her in close and started fondling her exposed skin and hips. His touch made Selena shudder.
âCâmon, bitch, we donât have all day.â
Selena pulled off the dress and stood there with nothing but her bra, and panties, shivering.
âWhat are you waiting for, slut? Take it ALL off.â Yelled the masked man.
Selena hesitated. âPlease, noâŚâ she started to say,
The man turned toward Taylor, grabbed her crotch rope and pulled it up, driving the rope deep into the blondeâs cunt. Taylor let out an agonized scream.
âTake them off, NOW!â repeated the captor.
Selena quickly obeyed, quickly pulling off her bra and panties. â The shoes too, you stupid cuntâ said the masked man. Selena kicked off the shoes. She stood there, naked, scarred, breathing heavily. Her cute round breasts fluttered in the cold.
The captor grabbed Selena by the throat from behind and pulled her close, pinching her nipple and speaking directly into her ear. âNow I have just one, simple rule. You do exactly as I say, and you donât get hurt. Do you understand?â
ââŚyesâ Selena replied in terrified voice.
âYou are going to do exactly what I tell you to your hot little friend, arenât you?â He guided the brunette toward Taylorâs bound body. âArenât you!?â
âYESâ Selena repeated.
âYou see that little nipple?â asked the masked man, pointing toward Taylorâs left tit.
Selena desperately shook her head yes.
âSuck it, now.â Demanded the man.
Selena, shaking with fright, obeyed, placing her tongue cautiously on Taylorâs nipple.
âCâmon, suck it, you little whore!â urged the masked man, tugging painfully on the brunetteâs mane.
Selena enclosed the nipple with her lips and started to suck it, first cautiously, then more and more vigorously.
âNow, the otherâ instructed the man, pulling Selenaâs head toward the other nipple. Selena complied, despite the pitiful moans and complaints by her best friend.
âNow, I want you to bite itâ said the kidnapper.
Taylor started to protest. The masked man pulled on her crotch rope, eliciting another loud scream.
âDo what I tell, or your pretty little friend gets hurt.â
Selena obeyed the best she could. She carefully bit on Taylorâs nipple, trying to grasp it in her teeth without causing her friend too much pain.
âNow pull itâ said the captor. Selena started to pull the nipple toward her. Taylor screamed out in pain and pulled away.
âWe are going to continue to do it until we get it rightâ growled the masked man. Selena, ever so gently, bit at Taylorâs nipple again. Again, Taylor cried out, pulling away. Selena, fearing punishment from their kidnapper, bit at the nipple for the third time, squeezing it firmly between her teeth. Taylorâs reaction was much the same, but this time, she was unable to pull away. The cute blonde screamed even louder, and shook her head. Her protestations were of no use. Selena did not want to hurt her friend, but she was determined to obey the kidnapper in order to avoid further punishment.
âNow the other nippleâ instructed the man. It took every ounce of strength to ignore the pitiful cries of her friend as she bit down on her left nipple and pulled. Taylor gave way, stepping forward s far as the rope around her wrists allowed her to.
âGoooooodâ said the kidnapper, pulling Taylor away from Selena âNow get on your kneesâ
The frightened girl quickly obeyed.
âSee that ass?â he asked her.
ââŚyyyyyeesâ moaned Selena, knowing she would not like whatever came next.
âSuck itâ instructed the captor, pulling Selena by the hair and shoving the blondeâs face into Selenaâs ass
Taylor started licking the inside of Selenaâs butt cheeks, avoiding contact with the crotch rope.
Despite her efforts to be as non-invasive with her tongue as possible, she felt her friendâs body shudder.
Soon, after, she heard Taylor start moaning again. âIs she protesting or enjoying this?â Selena wondered.
âCâmon, lick it goodâ snarled their captor, grabbing Selena by the hair and pressing her even closer to Taylorâs ass cheeks. Selena liked all over, anywhere she could, to please her kidnapper. As Taylor continued to moan, Selena once again aimed her tongue between her friendâs butt cheeks. Just then, the captor pressed her face tight against Taylorâs ass.
At first Selena was confused, not sure what to do. Then she realized she could no longer breathe. She screamed âNoâ, but her protest was muffled by Taylorâs ass cheeks. Selena started to squirm, struggle and even push against her friendâs body with her unbound hands. All was for naught. She looked up at her captor, pleading with her eyes. The masked man only smiled.
âWhatâs the matter? Canât breathe?â
Just when Selena was starting to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen, her tormentor pulled her off. The brunette gasped for air. The man lifted her to her feet by her neck, handling her like a ragged doll.
âWe have another game we will play.â
Selena was shaking violently. Its perhaps it was because the damp basement was also cold. Most likely it is because she was not only naked, but captive. Her breathing was ragged. Her mind was racing. In addition, the ball gag in her mouth made her drool copiously. Her wrists were tied up above her head. Another rope wound around her stomach and through her crotch.
Her friend Taylor was in an identical predicament. Their two crotch ropes were connected in the middle, looped through a large ring. As their captor pushed a button on his remote, the ring began to rise. Once the sphere was raised above their breasts, it began to tug on their crotch ropes, putting pressure on their exposed cunts. The two girls moved in closer to relieve the pressure. But as the ring kept rising, the captives were forced to stand on their toes.
âThe game is simple, girls. When one of you tries to take the weight off your toes, your buddy gets it.â
Realizing the purpose of the devious contraption, Selena suddenly started to feel tired. Already her feet were burning under the weight of her body.
The captor approached Selena and started to fondle her helpless body. First her cunt, then up her stomach and her breasts. Selena could do little but let out a few pathetic protests and sobs.
âLeave her alone!â yelled Taylor. One stern look by the captor knocked all courage out of her. Taylor seemed to shrink as the man walked up to her slowly. He took out another ball gag and unceremoniously shoved it in Taylorâs mouth. He then took out a clothes pin and pinched Taylorâs nipple. Petrified, Taylor followed the pin with her eyes. When the pin squeezed her nipple, producing a sharp pain, Taylor moaned loudly. As the second clothespin was attached to her other nipple, Taylor stiffened up and started to whimper.
âNot so brave now, are you?â mocked the masked man.
The man turned his attention back to Selena, eliciting yet another whimper. He produced two more pins, and attached them to Selenaâs defenceless tits. Selena screamed loudly as pain shot from her nipples and radiated to the rest of her body. The captor then went back fondling her.
âJust love it when chicks droolâ he said. â You are a sexy bitch, arenât you?â
All Selena could do was mewl through her gag.
The kidnapper produced a whip, a cat-o-nine tails. Both girls took a sharp breath at the site of the instrument. The abductor smiled, taking notice. He grabbed a hold of Selenaâs torso rope and pulled Selena backwards. The crotch rope became taught and Taylor let out a guttural scream.
âHurts, doesnât it?â Said the masked man. âNow letâs see if you will want to preserve yourself, or save your friend.â
The abductor proceeded to rain down a slew thrashes upon Selenaâs ass. Selena screamed and started to move away from the whip. The masked man quickly adjusted, whipping her abdomen and her pussy instead. Reeling, Selena started to back up. The movement tightened the rope, producing a scream from Taylor. Her tormentor switched his target again, whipping Selenaâs right tit instead. Selena moved away, to her left. Again the crotch rope tightened, sending Selenaâs friend into a sexual agony. Her captor played her like a harp, all at the expense of her friend, and Selena knew it. She tried to stand still and spare Taylor any further pain, but the cruel whip kept stinging and Taylor kept moaning in agony.
By the time the last thrash of the whip landed, Selena was breathing heavily. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
âWell, that was fun, wasnât it sweetheart? How about we let your friend have some.â
With that, the captor turned the whip on Taylor. As the continuous blows landed on her breasts, Taylor began retreating. Now it was Selena that wailed in pain. Just like Selena, her friend was easily manipulated. He whipped the blondeâs breasts until they were red. After that, the masked man went to work on her pussy. While Taylor suffered the sting of the whip, Selena was enduring her pussy torture.
The torturer proceeded to alternate whipping between the two girls, swinging the cat-o-nine tails from side to side. Both girls retreated, and both suffered the consequences. Tired and hurting, the two prisoners seemed to be on the edge. Their captor, however, was not planning on stopping anytime soon.
He pressed a button on his remote again. The ring holding their crotch rope rose even higher, this time several feet above their heads. The two girls were almost touching each otherâs breasts, and they still had to stand on their toes. Their agonized protests had no effect.
The kidnapper groped Taylorâs petite breasts.
âYouâve been a bad little whore, havenât you?â Taylor managed only a small, tortured moan.
âYou know what we do to naughty bitches, donât you?â Taylor shook her head, seemingly pleading for mercy.
He proceeded to whip the poor blonde on the ass. Taylorâs body shuddered with each impact. Selena suffered as well, moaning in pain every time her crotch rope tightened.
âSpread your legs, Blondieâ commanded the masked man. Taylor obeyed immediately. The whip came out from under her, tagging her on her pussy. Taylor led out more screams, even more tortured than before, all for naught. Tears ran down Selenaâs cheeks.
Dropping the whip, the captor proceeded to fondle Taylorâs nubile body. He roughly cupped her breasts, probed her pussy with his fingers, and even invaded her ass. Taylor shook in fear, cried and begged. The masked man was relentless however. Indeed, the girlâs feeble protests seemed to encourage him.
The only thing that stopped the assault was the sight of Selena a foot away. The helpless Latina watched her friend being fondled in a panicked silence. Her chest was rising and falling with great intensity. Her eyes were bulging. By all accounts she was a panicked mess. Yet she refused to make a sound, perhaps out of the same fear. Her captor took notice nevertheless.
âDonât think I forgot you, ya little slutâ, he said
He fondled her with the same ferocity as he did Taylor, eliciting panicked screams and loud sobs. Selenaâs body shook uncontrollably as the masked man inserted two fingers into her pussy and teased her. Selena protested, shook her head and struggled as fiercely as her bonds allowed. But she was quickly aroused and was on the verge of an orgasm. At the last moment, her captor stopped, retracted the fingers from her pussy and gave sadistic laugh.
âWe would not want to spoil the fun, now would we?â
He left the girls tied up and struggling. Their calves burned. Both captives tried to stay on their toes to avoid causing each other more pain. But with their bodies already spent and saturated with horror, the two girls kept losing their balance. The crotch rope rubbed against their pussies. Screams and moans filled the room.
Taylor was all set up for her next round of torture. She was spread eagled on the wall, her toes barely touching the ground to take some weight off her shoulders. Selena was sitting on the other side of the room, hands tried in a reverse prayer position. Though she had no gag on, the scared Latina knew better than to scream. Their captor made it perfectly clear that he was more than willing to carry out his threats and was only looking for an excuse to do it.
The captor was standing over her, admiring the trussed up form and teasing her defenceless genitals.
âWhat a beautiful sightâ marvelled the sadistic creep. Taking out the flogger, he whipped Taylorâs breasts a few times. More screams and sobs followed.
âAnd what a beautiful sound. Music to my earsâ. Another tear rolled down Taylorâs cheek. It travelled across her lower jaw and down her neck, joining a relentless stream of saliva rolling down Taylorâs chin. The ball gag caused the poor blonde to drool profusely. The sexual torture only made it worse.
The masked man waved over Selena:âCome here you little slut. The brunette quickly got up and approached the man, keeping her gaze down and avoiding any eye contact. Standing behind Selena, the captor grabbed her around the throat and pulled her bound form to him.
âWe are going to play a little game. Itâs called Kiss and Make it Better. I am going to show you where you friend is hurting, and you kiss it and make it better.â
With his free hand the captor took his flogger and started whipping Taylorâs left breast. Taylor cried struggled against her bonds.
âSee that nipple?â he pointed at Taylorâs now swollen left areolaâ make it better, slutâ.
Selena pounced upon the nipple, licking it, sucking it, caressing it with her tongue and lips. Taylorâs tit was already hard and swollen from the beating and the cold. Now her cries and moans were replaced, however briefly, by soft mewls. Meanwhile, their captor decided to whip Selenaâs ass. The Latina moaned, taking care not to bite on her friendâs nipple.
After a minute the captor pulled Selena off Taylor by her hair. Selena yelped. Taylorâs whine had a small note of disappointment. The man swung his whip again, this time targeting Taylorâs right breast. The bound girl let out another scream and bucked against her bonds without much success. Seemingly delighting in her misery, he continued to whip the exposed mammary, increasing the intensity.
âPlease Stop!!! Donât hurt her! Do it to me instead!â begged Selena. The man stopped the whipping.
âDonât worry; you will get yours in time. Now kiss that nipple and make it better.â
Quickly obeying, Selena started kissing and sucking on the swollen right nipple. Taylorâs agonized screams were quickly replaced by soft groans. Her body was no longer tense. Tired, Taylor rested her head on her right shoulder.
Her Bliss was short-lived. Pulling Selena away by her hair once again, the man let out a disgusted sigh.
âLook at her, slobbering all over. Itâs disgusting.â Pointing to Taylorâs saliva soaked mouth and chin, the man instructed Selena to clean it up.
âPlease just let us goâ pleaded the tied up Latina,â we wonât tell anyoneâ.
Taking the whip once again, the man now targeted Taylorâs pussy. Taylor screamed in agony, even louder than before.
âDo what I say or I will whip her raw, you bitch. Clean her up!â he screamed. He did so without interrupting the whipping. He didnât even miss a bit.
Selena went straight to work. While Taylor screamed and writhed in pain, her friend licked her ball gag, the inside of her lips, her chin, even her neck, all to clear away the copious amounts of saliva.
The man did not stop whipping Taylor. By then her private area was red from all the abuse.
âDo you want me to continue hurting your friend?â the man asked.
Selena desperately shook her head no.
The whipping stopped. âGood, kiss her pussy and make it better.â
Selena got down on her knees and started licking her friendâs pussy. The cries and sobs got a little softer and intermingled with satisfied moans.
âOh, god, she is getting off on thisâ Thought Selena.
Indeed, the moans got longer and deeper. Meanwhile, their captor was arranging his instruments of torture.
âSpread your legs, bitchâ He instructed Selena. The poor girl obeyed. âYou donât take your face out of your friendâs cunt. Do it and you will both pay for itâ.
The terrified girl knew better. She continued to lick between the Taylorâs Labia. She continued to do so despite her obvious revulsion to the act. She continued to do so after the masked man brought a vibrator to her pussy and turned it on full blast. Both girls were now in forced sexual ecstasy. Selena did not want to be aroused by this torture, but to her great dismay, she was. Her arousal became even stronger when the masked man started to spank her exposed ass cheeks.
Selenaâs mind was reeling. The sexual torture and the pain eventually overrode her inhibitions. The bound Latina licked her friendâs slit even more aggressively.
Taylor involuntarily reciprocated by thrusting her pelvis softly toward Selena. The moans became shorter and more frantic. The blondeâs eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her breathing became short and spastic. Selena tasted her friendâs flowing vaginal juices. She should have been disgusted with this. But he continued to lick her friend without skipping a beat. Selena would later try to rationalize it with her oxytoxin induced state. At the moment she was loving every minute of it.
Enraged, the masked man abandoned the vibrator and grabbed Taylor by her hair. âDid I tell you to cum?! Not without permission, you little whore. âHe slapped her across the face. Taylor could only respond with pitiful whimpers and tears.
He turned his attention back to Selena. âGet down on the floor. On your back, quicklyâ
Selena laid down. The captor positioned her right next to Taylor and spread her legs.
âMove your legs and ill whip the hell out of your pussyâ. He looked back at Taylor:âYou have proven to be a worthless cunt. Looks like weâll just have to have you do what you do best. See those cute little round tits your friend has? I want you to drool on them. Nothing but spitting on your friend while I get her to cum. Think you could handle that?â
The poor blonde was in hysterics. She could barely manage a nod.
âAnd you, chica, are going to lay there and keep your legs open. And when you are ready to cum, you will ask permission. Is that clear?â
Selena shook her head affirmatively.
The masked man licked his middle finger.
âHere it comes, you little cum bucketâ he sneered before thrusting his digit into Selenaâs pussy.
Selena first gasped, and then slowly sobbed. As the sexual tension started building in her body, she visibly strained the urge to respond to her molestation. This only encouraged her molester.
âNoâŚâŚNOOOOOOOâŚâŚâ Selena whispered rather than screamed. The moans were addressed more to her traitorous body. Not only did it not prevent her unwanted arousal, it encouraged her captor. He continued to finger fuck her with an even greater intensity.
âOHHHH GOOOOOOODâŚ. PLEASEâŚNOOOâ Selena shook her head and alternated between begging and moaning. But her struggled proved useless. He hips began responding to stimulation, pumping up and down, faster and faster.
Taylor watched her friend lose control, towering over the bound girl and her captor, releasing a steady stream of saliva on her friendâs breasts. The blonde was scared, disgusted and humiliated. She was convinced that her ordeal could not get any worse.
Her captor proved her wrong. Still abusing Selenaâs pussy with admirable skill, the masked man took out a vibrator from his back pocket and pressed it against Taylorâs labia.
âI donât think itâs fair for your friend to have all the funâ he said and turned on the instrument to its highest setting. Taylorâs body recoiled in shock. The blonde howled through the ball gag and pressed herself against the wall in an effort to avoid the vibrator.
âDid I tell you to stop drooling, you little cunt? You think I am kidding? I WILL whip your friend raw. And after that I will do the same to you. Just try it, you little shit. Just give me a reasonâŚâ
It took all of Taylorâs strength to get back to her former position. She positioned herself over Selenaâs bound form once again. She continued to soak her friendâs breasts with her saliva. She did it all despite the Vibrator spreading the sexual energy throughout her body and bringing her to near delirium.
Selena, meanwhile, has completely lost herself. She moaned loudly and continuously. She pumped her hips, and rolled her head back. Perhaps she was even enjoying herself, though she would never admit it.
âOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHGAAAAAAAAAWWDâŚâŚYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSâ
Her body was getting more and more wound up. Between the finger fucking, the restraints and her friendâs saliva soaking her breasts and upper body, Selena was getting more and more turned on. Now she was about to go over the edge. Taylor, now hanging from the wall, rather than standing was in a similar condition.
âOH, GOD, IâM GONA CUMâ screamed Selena.
âNo, you donât, you worthless cunt. Not without my permission.â Growled the masked man
Selena let out a long moan, this one to suppress the ever building orgasm. The captor did not skip a beat, continuing to molest Selena while massaging Taylorâs pussy with the tip of a vibrator. Taylor started moaning even louder. Her body began weakened more and more. Sexual spasms began to rock through her muscles.
âCan I PLEEEEEASE cum, misterâ Selena begged once again.
âI SAID NOT YET, YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!!!â the captor shot back
Selenaâs breaths became more and more panicked. The naked girl writhed on the floor moaning helplessly. She was on the verge of losing all control and she no longer cared.
Right around that time Taylor let out a long erotic moan, and then tried to hold her breath. Her effort failed and she let out another scream. She threw back her head. Her eyes rolled backed. Her pussy twitched, and then let out a stream of vaginal juices. The juices dripped on Selenaâs breasts and neck.
âNow you can cum, you little whore!â yelled the masked man. Selena needed no more encouragement. A guttural moan escaped her throat. She arched her back as a gigantic orgasm ripped through her tiny body.
The masked man put down the vibrator, stood up and took off his pans. Selena, lost in the depths of sexual abyss, did not know how long it took the man to masturbate. She was only slightly aware that his hot cum sprayed her on her face, mouth and hair. She heard the man moan, then zip himself up and walk away. She heard it, but she was in no condition to process any of it.
Selena laid there, tired, limp and soaking. After a few minutes she came out of her daze, aware that her friend Taylor was still hanging off the wall by her bonds. Taylor made no sound, save for an occasional sob. She looked down, staring into empty space. A steady stream of saliva continued to flow from her mouth, down the ball gag and on to Selenaâs exposed body.
Selena spoke quickly, almost angrily, all to keep herself from crying:â You can stop spitting on me nowâ.
Taylor was in hysterics when the masked man returned and unbuckled her bonds. She him no resistance when he took her to another room. Selena was similarly manhandled. Now she was suspended by her wrists, her ankles separated by a steel bar. The man did not bother to gag her. By then the poor girl knew that, no matter how loud she screamed or begged, nobody but the masked sadist would hear her. She was still in shock when her captor finished securing her bonds. When he left the room, the terror of anticipation made Selena tremble violently. She was bound in the middle of room, spread eagled by the straps attached to the walls. Her feet were still touching the ground, but she could not pull her thighs together to protect her exposed snatch.
Her fears were soon confirmed. The masked man returned to the room with Taylor. Selenaâs friend was once again helplessly bound. Ropes encircled her torso and breasts. Her arms were tied in the back, wrists and elbows held together by rope. Fresh tears stained the blondeâs cheeks.
âOh, god, please, donât make me do thisâ she begged.
Selena did not know what their captor wanted of her until Taylor was brought into her line of sight. By then the cruel intentions of the captor became perfectly clear. Hanging off Taylorâs hips was a long rubber dildo.
The sight of the phallus sent Selena into a panicked frenzy. She gasped, whimpered and struggled with her bonds to no avail.
âDonât tell me you never wanted to fuck your cute little friendâ sneered her captor.
âPlease, donât do this. You can do anything you want to me. Just donât make me do thisâ cried Taylor. The poor girl could not even bring herself to mention the despicable act she was being forced to perform.
The captor shook his head in an act of disappointment. He let go of Taylor and approached Selena, producing a small, shin whip from his pocket. Without missing a bit he swung the whip at Selenaâs exposed breasts.
âAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!â
Selena let out an agonized scream. A thin, angry welt appeared across her left breast, including her quickly swelling nipple.
The masked man did not even pause, continuing his initial motion with his right hand raised the whip once again, then savagely thrust it across Selenaâs other areola. The impact was even louder than the first. So was Selenaâs second scream.
âSTOP! PLEASE!â yelled Taylor. Her plea was drowned out by Selenaâs agonized screams.
The masked man whipped let tit again, then her right. His evil gaze fell upon Selenaâs exposed clit. Selena saw the gaze just before the masked man aimed his whip. The thrust was stopped by Taylorâs desperate scream.
âIâLL DO ITâ. For a minute the whole room went still. The whip hung in the air. Selena was sobbing her knees and hands shaking violently.
âYouâll do what?â Asked the man with savage satisfaction in his voice.
âIâll fuck my friendâ whispered Taylor, âIâll do whatever you want me to doâ.
Grabbing her hair, the captor smiled. âThat is what I like to hear. Now go on, that pussy ainât gonna fuck itself. With that, he pushed the bound girl toward her friend. Taylor shuffled forward, avoiding Selenaâs gaze, ashamed of what she was about to do.
The Penis dildo appeared to be made of rubber, though thick and solid, its tip hung down limply. Taylor approached Selena close enough to Selenaâs exposed groin. The trussed up Latina recoiled slightly from the contact.
âHow am I supposed to stick it in her?â thought Taylor. She tried bending her knees and thrusting out her hips, but without her n she saw no way of putting the dildo inside her friendâs vagina. She dared not ask the masked man for fear of further punishment. Selena stared back at Taylor, trying to help her friend by thrusting her hips forward as well. All the struggle had accomplished was heavy breathing by both girls.
âYou stupid bitchâ snarled their captor, âhavenât you ever fucked someone with a dildo before?â
He grabbed the dildo and roughly shoved the tip into Selenaâs defenceless vagina. Selena let out a long whine. The captor pushed Taylor closer to Selena, making their hips, stomachs and breasts touch. This also made the dildo enter even further into the vagina.
Taylor slowly started to thrust her hips. Selena sucked in her breath. Small tears appeared in her eyes.
âI am so sorryâ whispered Taylor. Selena just mewled through the ball gag.
A whip landed across Taylorâs ass. âCâmon, show me you mean itâ growled the masked man.
Taylor pumped faster. Selenaâs body stiffened up. Their bodies became one. Their stomachs pressed against each other. Their nipples ground together. Taylor started to breathe deeper and deeper. Her body started to betray her, reciprocating to the abuse. She started to sweat and pump her hips. Erotic moans, small at first, then growing, escaped her mouth. She pressed her forehead against Taylorâs shoulder. She was no longer in control of herself.
The whip hit Taylorâs exposed flesh faster and faster. The harder it hit, the faster the girl pumped. The faster Taylor pumped, the closer Selena came to losing control. Selena was in a pain fed frenzy. Her ass was on fire from the whipping. Sweat rolled down her face. All she knew was she had to keep fucking. And she fucked with abandon. Selenaâs moans transformed into wails. Wails turned into screams. Finally the dam burst. A guttural scream escaped Selenaâs throat.
The masked man grabbed Taylor by the hair and pulled her away from Selena, The dildo, dripping with vaginal juices, easily slid out. Selena let out one final moan. Her knees gave out. She sagged against her bonds, exhausted.
No longer in the pain fuelled frenzy, Taylor felt absolutely exhausted. Seeing her friend hanging by her arms, her eyes staring out in the emptiness, her body ravaged by the whip, brought Taylor to tears. She would have collapsed on her knees had it not been for her sadistic captor holding her up by her hair. He only drank in the pain and misery of his captives.
âDid you enjoy fucking your friend, you little slut?â
Taylor shook her head no and got whipped on the breast for it.
âYou damned liarâ snarled the masked manâ you liked it and you know itâ.
He led Taylor around to the back of Selena. Letting go of her mane, he stuck his finger in her face
âIâve got another treat for you. You stay right here. Move and both of you will regret itâ
He then turned his attention to Selena.
âDid I tell you that you were done? Get up, you lazy whore!â
Selena struggled to get her feet under her. The masked man helped her up, lifting her by grabbing both her nipples. Selena squealed, but managed to get up.
âI am not done with you yet. We know you like it in the cunt. Now we will see if you like it in he assâ
Selena nearly lost it. She shook her head and begged through the gag. No matter how loudly she begged, she could not stop the man from going through with it.
The man grabbed Taylor once again. âPlease!!! Donât make me do this.â She begged âIâll do anything else. Iâll blow you. Ill You can fuck me however you want. Please, Iâll do ANYTHING!!!â
âYou WILL do anything, bitchâ said the captor âand you will start by fucking your friend in the ass. Now, re you going to do what I tell you, or should I hurt your friend again?â Taylor sobbed and cried, but allowed the man to bring her closer to Selena.
The man grabbed Selena by the hair and talked into her ear. âYou WILL get ass fucked, bitch. How painful it will be will be up to you. Resist, and I guarantee you, it will hurt a lot. Relax and let your friend in, and it might hurt a little. Got it?â
Selena shook her head affirmatively. Even with that, she shook like a leaf as Taylor approached her and squealed when her captor spread her ass cheeks. She recoiled when she felt the dildo rub up between her legs. The masked man deliberately took his time, trying to build up tension and a sense of terror in the girlâs mind. When the tip of the dildo pressed up against her sphincter, Selena let out a quick yelp.
âOpen sesameâ said the captor, laughing and evil laugh.
Selena tried to relax. But the rubber invading her rectum was not a pleasant feeling. The thick head of the phallus slowly parted the muscle. Selena moaned in pain. Taylor tried to insert the dildo into her friend as slowly as possible in order to spare her friend any unnecessary pain. The masked man had other ideas. The whip kissed Taylorâs exposed butt cheeks once more.
âCâmon, you little slut. While weâre young.â
With the penis only a quarter of the way in, Taylor redoubled her efforts. She pushed harder. Selena let out an agonizing scream. Every muscle in her body was taut. The abuse hat her rectum was under must have been excruciating.
âI am sorry, I am so sorryâŚâ Taylor kept repeating, trying to keep herself from crying.
The blonde breathed a sigh of relief when the dildo was all the way in. Selena, though still tense, was no longer doubled over in pain. The respite was short lived.
Another crack of the bat got both girls back on their toes.
âWhat are you waiting for? Start ass fucking your friend, or Iâll do it for you. And I promise, I wonât be as gentle as youâ. Taylor knew the threat was real.
She looked pleadingly at Selena. Her friendâs gaze was that of dread and fear. The diminutive Latina, shaking and sweat soaked, was at the end of her strength.
Taylor carefully withdrew her hips and gently thrust them. Selena yelped. Taylor gave another thrust, this one even gentler than before.
âWhaaat the fuck is THIS?â growled the masked man in annoyance âLooks like Iâll have to do the job myselfâ.
âNO!!!â screamed Taylor. âNo, please, ill do it myselfâ
âYou had your chance, bitch. Itâs my turn nowâ. The man was about to separate them.
Taylor gave one quick thrust, then another, never slowing down. Selena moaned loudly.
âSee, Iâll do it. I promise.â The man backed off.
Taylor continued to plough Selena. She thrust hard and fast, over and over. It was obvious that her friend was in pain. She screamed almost continuously, stopping only to catch a few ragged breaths. Her back was arched; her fingers tightly grasped the chains attached to her cuffs. Taylor told herself that she did to keep Selena from getting raped by a total stranger. But somewhere, deep in her sub consciousness, Taylor was turned on by this ordeal. And this scared her far more than the whips, chains and rubber dildos.
Selena screamed until she could scream no more. Her eyes started to roll into the back of her head. Her ankles gave out she once again hung limply by her wrists.
âAll right, thatâs enoughâ said the man. He pulled Taylor off Selena.
âOh, God is she okayâ panicked Taylor, âis she OKAY???â
âShut upâ said the man. He leaned over Selena and grabbed her by the chin. Selena, battered and exhausted, still managed to look straight at her captor and mumble something through her gag.
âYeah, the pampered little bitch is okayâ
The two girls were lying naked, face to face, on the floor. Their wrists and ankles were tied up. So were their shoulders, tied together in a tight knot. Normally this would be quite painful. But both girls, battered and abused were just happy to have a little respite before the next round of punishment. Neither girls were gagged, if only for the moment. Taylor still wore the rubber dildo.
âYou really scared me, Selena, are you okayâ whispered Taylor.
Selena nodded her head and crawled closer to her friend.
âI am so scaredâ went on Taylor âWhy is he doing this?â what does he WANT from us?â
âShhhhhh. It will be ok, Taylorâ
The blonde almost broke down to tears âI hope so. I really doâŚâ
âIt will be okayâ repeated Selena. She then reached out and lightly kissed Taylor on the lips.
Surprised, Taylor could only stare blankly at the girl in front of her
âOh, god, Taylor, I am so sorryâŚâ Selena started to apologize. Taylor did not let her finish, planting a kiss of her own, this one long and hard. After that, there was no stopping it. They kissed passionately and desperately. Their lips and tongues caressed each other. The girls inched closer to each. Their nipples, hips and thighs rubbed up against each other in a sudden frenzy.
The frenzy was short-lived.
âAnd now, for my favourite part of the showâ announced their captor.
He grabbed Selena by the elbow ad pulled her to her feet. Taylor assumed the worst
âNo! Donât you dare touch her, you creep!!!â
The masked man ignored her. Pulling the tied up Selena to her feet he stood her right in front of him, staring her down. Selena, scared and intimidated, tried to shrink away from the intimidating figure.
This only made the man smile. He slapped her on the ass once, then twice, all while groping Selenaâs breast with his other hand. Selena could only sob in response.
âTell me you like thisâ demanded the man.
âI like it!â Selena managed to say between her sobs
âTell me you are a nasty slutâ said the man
âIâm a nasty slut!â tears rolled down Selenaâs face.
âDid you get your $2000 worth?â asked the man
âYesâ said Selena, breathing out a heavy sigh
âWhere is the money?â demanded the masked man
âWhat money? Whatâs going on???â the confused Taylor asked.
âShut upâ the man commanded, then turned back to Selena âWhere is the money?
âIn my purseâ answered Selena.
âGooooood. Now, if you try really hard, you might be able to free yourselves in about 45 minutes or so. If you want to do this again, you have my numberâ. He let go of Selena. âAnd you, blondie, that dildo really becomes you.â
Just like that, the masked man made his exit, leaving the two girls naked and tied up
âWhat did he mean about the moneyâ asked Taylor
âI am sorryâ said Selena, struggling against her bonds.
âYou are sorry??? Did you PAY for this to happen?â asked Taylor incredulously.
âTaylor, I am sorryâŚI thought you would like itâ Selena pleaded
âLike it?â screamed Taylor âI am not into this kind of SHITâ
Selena continued to apologies profusely while bending down and trying to untie the knot around Taylorâs wrists. Taylorâs continued her tongue lashing for the hour and a half that it took to get free. Taylor was mad. When Taylor had her hands free, she quickly untied Selenaâs wrists and elbows, and then stormed off, leaving Selena to untie her feet. Taylor found her dress, surprisingly still intact, and started to put it on.
âTaylor, wait, let me explainâ pleaded Selena.
Taylor realized she still had the dildo on. She unstrapped it and threw it at Selena, who just managed to avoid the flying piece of rubber. Taylor was in no mood to talk. She put on her panties, pulled down her skirt and stormed out of the room.
âTaylor! Wait!â Selena just managed to free herself from the ropes. Grabbing her underwear and dress she ran down the hall, dressing in the process. By the time she ran out into the parking lot, Taylorâs car was gone.
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A POV story of a rape fantasy I wrote between me and my partner
This is my first story. So please feedback.
Thanks all for reading, i reccommend going and reading the first one before this. enjoy!
First story. Be harsh with your jugdement! đ Kidding. Be honest.
Ann is the girl in this story, she has disabilities, I have seen few stories about this subject anywhere!
Thanks for the constructive comments on the first story; hope you enjoy this instalment
A girl and her kidnapper share a strange relationship.
this is my first story. there’s a lot of background i didn’ include but this is the only way i could write it, sorry, tips are appreciated.
Terran was nervous.
He had been called to meet with his captain and he knew why. He was not in trouble, he’d had been one of the few men to stand when they had been asked who was willing to do what was necessary to be the captains new right hand.
Terrans captain was different from the rest, he was….odd. To be his right hand you had to abide by his religious beliefs and be his partner as well. He didn’t trust normal warriors enough to let them have a voice come decision making time, he had to trust them on a spiritual level. All of the men knew what this entailed. Which is why only three men rose from their knees and stood at full attention in front of all the others.
Terran had been the one he chose, he told himself this over and over again to calm his nerves. His reasons for standing were mixed. He did want a higher position in the Rat army, but he was also very interested in his captain and his…preferences.
The captains tent loomed before him and he wondered what waited for him behind this curtain, how would his future with the other men be if he accepted the position after their first interview, They would all know what went on between him and his captain behind this curtain. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and pulled the curtain to the side.
The captain was sitting on his knees behind a short table. His long blond hair was loose, Terran had never seen it out of it’s usual braided pony tail. His face really was too beautiful to belong to a man, his lips were soft and pink, his nose was straight and not too long, and his chin was rounded but still strong. Terran would never openly admit it to himself but he was very attracted to his captain.
The captain noticed Terran standing in the door way, staring at him. He gave him a stunning smile and waved him in. Terran walked to his captain and sat down next to him stiffly. The captain turned to him.
âFirst we’re going to have some tea, and then we will continue with the interview. But before that I have to be sure you fully understand what comes with this position.â The captain said, looking meaningfully into the young warriors eyes.
âI know what you require of your right hands and I’m aware of the way you’re religion works.â Terran said, trying to convince the both of them he was confident and ready for what was coming. The captain smiled again.
âWhat I ask of my right hands does not come from my religion, it comes from my own self, it comes from my need to be able to completely trust them. My religion is just more accepting than yours. Or the common religion of the warriors, I should say, I don’t know if you actually follow it.â He explained.
âI do, but Iâm afraid Iâll have to abandon it for this position.â Terran replied.
âAnd you’re ready to do that?â The captain asked. Terran nodded.
The two had their tea and made polite conversation. Terran was feeling much more comfortable by the time the captain was ready to proceed.
âYou have to assure me that you’re ready for our full interview, because once we start I will not stop.â The captain warned.
âI’m ready, sir.â Terran said bravely, the captain admired it.
The captains hand rose to touch Terranâs’ cheek. He stroked it a few times looking over the young mans face appreciatively. It was lovely, rugged but still smooth with youth. His lips were rough from dessert winds but given some time and proper care they’d soon be full and moist. He stroked the bottom lip and the boys breath caught in his throat. The captain knew from that moment he’d made the right choice. If they boy hadn’t reacted to the tender touches then he was only looking for a better position and couldn’t be trusted.
The captain slid his hand around to the back of the boys head and pulled their faces close together, close enough for their noses to be touching. âI need to stop thinking of him as a boy. He’s not, even if he does seem as innocent as one.â He thought to himself.
âYou’re sure you want this?â He asked the young man. Terran nodded quickly.
The captain leaned in and brushed his lips against the boys. He jerked back at first but the captain held his head steady and laid a full kiss on him. He stayed like that until he felt the boy relax slightly, then pushed him farther. He sucked on the boys bottom lip and wrapped his other arm tightly around the boys back. He tensed again and tried to wiggle out of the captains grip. The captain pulled back without releasing him.
âI warned you that I wouldn’t stop once we’ve started, just try and relax. Have you ever been with a woman.?â He asked, the boy shook his head shyly. The captain smiled. âThen I suppose you can’t think of one of them.â he said and went back to sucking on the boys bottom lip.
Eventually the boy did relax. he parted his lips slightly and the captain swooped in. He claimed the boys mouth and gently stroked Terran’s tongue with his own. When the boy started to return the kiss he loosened his grip around his middle, moved his hand farther down, and began to rub they boys hip with his thumb. His hand was still in the boys hair and he used this hand to gently direct him to lay down on the floor.
Terran was still shocked he was in this position at all. His captain was on top of him one hand wrapped in his hair, the other firmly grasping his hip, and his tong was in his mouth. The captains mouth tasted sweet like the tea they’d been drinking and his soft blond hair fell onto Terran’s face in incense perfumed waves. He wasn’t sure what to do with his hands, so he wrapped his arms around the older mans neck. The captain smiled into the kiss and moved from the boys mouth to his neck.
The nipping and sucking that followed nearly drove Terran insane, he wanted it to last as long as it could, but he also wanted to move on to what ever was coming next. He’d been so caught up with the trail of fire the captain was leaving along his collar that he hadn’t noticed the captain trying to pull his shirt off. Terran helped him get it the rest of the way off and the captain went right to his nipples. Soon they were erect and sensitive. Every time the captains tongue moved across one of them he had to fight back a moan. Which ever nipple wasn’t in the captains mouth was being stroked lovingly by the hand that was not in Terran’s hair.
The captain pulled away and put his mouth next to Terran’s ear. âWe should move to the bed.â he whispered giving the lobe a quick nip. Terran began to stand up but in his disoriented state he apparently wasn’t moving fast enough for the captain, who bent down and picked him up. He laid Terran down on the bed gently, kissing his lips before undressing them both.
He then climbed on top of the young man. Their naked bodies tangled around each other and they lost themselves in a flurry of hot kisses. The captain pulled away again to work his way down. He spared sometime for each nipple and continued down leaving a trail of kisses. Terran’s manhood was standing tall and the captain massaged the skin around the base with his tong while rubbing Terran’s sides and lower stomach.
Terran couldn’t contain his moans now and they fell from his lips one right after the other. The captain kissed his way to the top of Terranâs member and began to lick small circles around the tip. Terran threw his head back in ecstasy. The captain moved on to take the tip wholly into his mouth and ran his tong around it slowly. He got Terran nearly there before stopping. Terran gave him a desperate look, but the captain just smiled and reached for a small gold tin next to his bed.
He laid it down next to his knee and picked up Terran’s legs. He put them onto his shoulders, parted just enough for Terran’s cheeks to stay parted. He picked up the tin and removed the lid.
Inside there was a light green jell that smelled wonderful. The captain took some into his hand and warmed it up before applying it to Terran’s hole. He began by gently massaging the outside of his hole with it and slowly worked with the pucker. Before he went any farther he took some time to admire the small pink thing. It had obviously never been used and was perfect.
He began to work one finger into the hole. Terran squirmed and made small noises of protest. The captain kept going.
âShh. Just relax and let it in, the more you resist the longer the feeling of wrongness will last. The jelly should take effect soon anyway.â He calmly told His young companion.
Terran tried his hardest to relax but the feeling was just too foreign. But the captain was right, soon the jelly began to tingle warmly and he felt his muscles relax.
The captains finger went in slowly and he moved it around to open him up a little. After he felt that the jelly was taking effect inside too he began putting in a second finger and Terran moaned loudly. When he got it in he began to work with Terran’s hole again drawing another moan from him.
Terran felt his hole stretch with the addition of the second finger, with the help of the jelly it felt amazing right off the bat. He’d been told by a warrior that knew the captains last right hand that it was suppose to hurt the first few times you tried this type of sex. But it didn’t hurt, it was amazing. When the third finger slipped in Terran felt he was going to die if he didn’t soon have the captain himself in him, he’d never been so desperate for anything before.
âCaptain, please I don’t-ah- I don’t think I can take this much longer, you need to-to, do what you’re going to do.â He begged.
âi will, but I need to make sure you can take it.â He said smiling at the boy. Terran couldn’t find the words he wanted to say so he settled for moaning again.
After a few more moments of torture the captain decided it was time to let the boy have what he wanted, and too fulfill himself as well.
He took a small amount of the jelly into his hand and applied in liberally to himself. He grabbed Terran’s hips and lined everything up. At first he teased the boy by prodding him but never entering. Finally, after listening to the boys desperate whimpers, he began to slowly push himself into the tight hole.
Terran’s mouth flew open as his hole stretched to accommodate the captains large member.
He didn’t even moan, he couldn’t. This, this hurt and he now understood why the captain wanted him ready. His manhood was very thick and long, Terran wasn’t sure he could take it all. But after it was all in he was able to take a breath and close his mouth. He was settling into the fullness, the pain faded away. suddenly he didn’t want the fullness to go away. But then the captain started to move, in and out, slowly and with precision. Every time he moved back into Terran he hit a spot that sent waves of pleasure shooting through his body.
The slow pace was pleasant, but the captain was having a hard time not shoving into the boy with all of his strength. He looked at they boys face which was twisted in pleasure; his mouth hung open and he was panting heavily, he moaned continuously. The captain decided to throw his control to the wind and pulled out until only the tip was in and rammed himself into the young boy as hard as he could. Terran yelled and the captain stopped.
âDid I hurt you?â he asked, panting. Terran shook his head.
âNo, keep going.â he panted.
The captain started to ram into him again, still hitting that spot. He was moaning loudly and wished he could do something to stop it, he was sure everyone could hear him. The captain on the other hand wasn’t making any noise except for a few labored breaths. He caught Terran staring at him and the locked eyes.
âYou were the perfect choice, Terran.â the captain said, puffing after each word. He then grabbed Terran’s manhood and began to pump up and down in time with his thrusts. The combination was enough to set Terran off. He came long and hard, covering his stomach in white strings.
It only took a few more thrusts for the captain after seeing the boys face screwed up in orgasm. He gave a few more thrusts as he was cumming inside this lovely young boy, yes he had chosen right.
Terran felt the warmth shooting out of the captain fill his hole and loved it. The captain pulled out, leaving him empty, and wiped them both clean before crawling up next to Terran and pulling him into his arms.
He was worn out, it was his first time after all, and soon Terran was asleep in his captains arms. He brushed the curly dark hair out of they boys face and kissed his sweaty cheek before settling down to sleep himself.
âI’ll have to remember to tell him to call me Ren from now on.â he thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
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