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Circus of Darkness: Part 1

Some people sell their personal stuff to get a bunch of money to make a road trip. It’s going we’ll till they find a run down circus house.

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Necrophism PT1

Title: Necrophism PT1
Author: Morbidreams
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Amber glided easily between the rows of headstones, the Magnolia trees and the oaks hanging heavy with Spanish moss. She walked slowly through the graveyard, enjoying the warm breeze and the way the light of the full moon broke through the trees lighting her way. This graveyard was the only thing she liked about this shit whole town in southern Alabama. She could feel the night calling to her as she walked, hearing the crickets, an owl and the soft padding of her footsteps.
She wore her knee-high leather boots, ripped fishnet stockings, black satin mini-skirt, and black corset. Her pale white skin gleamed through rips in her skirt and her stockings, and her silver rings glistened from her fingers and Ankh hung around her neck. Her ears were pierced six times each her left eyebrow had two rings, her lip three rings, her nose had one through the right nostril and her tongue had a barbell, and if her mom would let her she would pierce quite a few more places as well.
“Damn, it sucks being seventeen” Amber thought, “especially in this hick ass town. Fuck, at least the hicks leave me alone.”
As she got closer to the grave she was looking for in the older part of the cemetery, she could hear some faint music coming from the distance. “Dumb ass hicks throwing a party in that cow shit infested old barn again,” she thought to herself. And it was spring break too, which would mean all the collage losers from this town would be back since they didn’t have anywhere else to go.
It didn’t matter, they could all get drunk and high over there in that barn and puke their hearts out, but she had work to do in the grave yard. All, she needed was just a few things from on of these old stone sarcophagi, or more correctly from what was in them. She was sure some of the older ones would have some nice bones in them that she could use for one of her spells.
Finally, finding a nice large stone sarcophagus that looked promising, she set her back pack down and pulled out a crow bar. It took her a few minutes of straining before she was able to remove the lid. As the lid slide off it caught on her skirt tearing it to her belt, revealing the black thong she was wearing, and her pale rounded ass. She cursed thinking about how much she loved the skirt, but it was nothing a few safety pins wouldn’t fix. Removing the wooden lid from the coffin underneath was a bit quicker.
Bending over and reaching into the Sarcophagi she picked up a femur, and examining it deciding that it would do for her “spell.”
“hoooooooooly FUCK! Look at what THIS sick bitch is doin!” Someone yelled from behind Amber causing her to freeze in her place.
“Shit damn, boys! I always knew she was a freaky little witch.” She heard another voice say and she slowly turned around to see five members of the football team and two who had graduated last year.
“hmmmm. Nice ass though.” Said another, and she mentally cursed the tear in her dress again.
“yeah she does.” Said one of the others reaching out for a feel.
“Oh fuck,” she thought. She would never live this down, sure they all knew she was a freak and she kind of liked that because it scared some of them and the rest left her alone even though they called her a “slut”; but she didn’t like the thought of them staring at her practically bare ass. And, worse, she definitely didn’t want some drunken hicks pawing at her she thought as she quickly slapped his hand away.
“Fuck you bitch, you’re the one showin off your ass!” He yelled at her.
“Damn, I don’t think she likes you, man.”
“I’ll make the bitch like me.” He said as he started to move toward her.
“Get the fuck away from me assholes!” She screamed at them as the slowly closed in on her.
She turned to run, but before she could even take a step he had grabbed her tightly by the arm. With force he spun her around and threw her against another sarcophagus; bending her young body over it at the waist and forcing her ass back into him. Her torn skirt hung open allowing her bare ass to rub against his rough jeans, her little thong offering no protection. She felt his strong hands close over her mouth before she could even think about screaming, almost as if he had read her mind.
The other boys leapt toward her as if on cue. One grabbed each of her arms and pulling them wide; her hand still held the femur. Another pressed her chest and head hard against the top of the sarcophagi. She could hear the others laughing as they went through her back pack, and dropped its contents on the tomb by her head. A large ceremonial knife, several black candles, a skull from another tomb she had visited before, a book dedicated to the dark arts, incense. She could feel others hands on her as well, some were untying her corset she knew, others she felt pulling her legs wide exposing her to the boy holding her down from behind.
Amber felt a hand sliding between her legs pressing up against her crotch, she didn’t even know who’s hand it was; it could have been any one of the seven. She felt a hard yank and her thong was torn from her body and she knew her unguarded cunt and ass was now pressed up against one of her assailants. She shivered with the horror; knowing that she was about to be gang raped, and shivered again with the morbid thought of it happening in a cemetery. What an appropriate place for the last of her innocence to die.
She felt the hard, rough stone of the sarcophagus on her breasts rubbing cruelly on her nipples as they finally removed her corset from her young body. The cold stone pressed against her, and immediately her nipples hardened from the sensation. She felt it rubbing against her thighs and belly, pressing in on her. She had often dreamed that this is how her “Dark Master” would take her. The boys forced Her mouth open, and some cloth was pushed in. She slowly realized that it was her panties, or at least what was left of them.
She screamed into them and the hand pressed against her mouth as she felt fingers begin to force their way into her pussy, and she promised herself she wouldn’t cry. She could feel them inter her young cunt, pumping in and out; and then slowly another forced its way into her ass; and she bucked back. She had used candles on her own pussy and ass before when masturbating imagining her body being used by a deamon or vampire. Yes, Amber imagined herself being raped by those monsters, but it was just imagination, FANTASY; and this was very, very real.
Suddenly she realized the fingers that were raping her pussy and ass had left her, and something else was pressing into her, forcing her cunt lips wide. It must be the boy behind her, it was his penis, she realized; it had finally begun. She felt him slowly push inch after inch into her, and then with force he slammed his whole cock deep into her. His cock ripping through her hymen, and stole her virginity. Again and again he rammed into her as she heard the other boys laughing at her humiliation. With despair Amber realized she heard more than seven boys laughing, word must have gotten back to the party about her being here for the taking. How many had come she wondered? How many would take her? How many would abuse her young body, humiliate and rape her?
Again and again he rammed into her, and then she felt something pressing against her ass and knew it was one of her black candles. Her ass slowly stretched to accommodate it, just as her pussy had spread to take his cock. She felt his pace speed up, his thrusting pelvis rapidly hammering into her as he pushed the candle deep into her. Finally she felt him grunt, and she tried to scream out as she felt him cum deep in her pussy. He slid out of her; cum dripping from his now flaccid cock and her pussy, and he was quickly replaced by one of the other guys. The first guys cum and Ambers own blood began to trickle down her leg.
This one had an even larger cock, and she figured he was one of the college guys. At least this one slid into her deflowered pussy easier thanks to the cum from the first guy. She could feel the candle still deep in her ass wiggling with every thrust of that mans hips. She felt his balls slapping against her with the force of his every thrust. Finally he came exploding, forcing his cum into her tight little cunt. With a slurping sound he pulled his cock out of her, she could feel his and the first guys cum erupt out of her used, sloppy hole and run down her spread legs. The next guy wasted no time in taking the other guys place, easily slipping into her sopping, cum filled cunt.
Another guy, and then another guy took her; filling her with his cum. Some of them would use the candle to fuck her ass, others would just leave it in her as they used her cunt. She had no idea how much cum was filling her young pussy and running down her legs. Her cunt felt like it was gaping open, they must have been fucking it for over an hour now. Occasionally she would see a flash of light, and realized someone was taking pictures with one of those disposable cameras. They were no longer even holding her down, she was just laying there with her legs spread wide open as they took turns. Amber had accepted her fate; she would lay there and let them use her young body again and again.
She moaned softly as she felt the next guy remove the candle from her ass, she almost felt empty with it gone until she realized with horror what that really meant. She grunted with force as his large cock rammed it’s way into her ass; her thong flying from her mouth with the force of her grunt. More cum spilled out of her over filled, well used pussy and ran down her legs with each thrust. She could hear the guys around there and a couple girls voices laughing as her ass was deflowered. Finally and with much force he filled her ass with his hot cum. When he pulled out, he quickly pushed the candle back into her ass so that none of his cum escaped before passing her off to the next guy.
The next several guys also use her ass, and when the last one was done the candle easily slide into her ass and hung there loosely. She figured she must have been fucked by 16 or so guys now, and thought they must still be coming from the party for some young tail. Her bowels were beginning to feel full with her cum enemas and she knew the only thing holding all that cum in her ass was the candle. She could actually feel some of the cum sliding around the candle, and begin to run down her ass. She knew her anus must be nice and loose now.
The next guy made her stand up and she felt the candle just drop from her gapping sphincter. Cum burst out of her with an explosion and she heard everyone laugh again as it ran down her legs and dripped out of her gapping ass. She thought it was over until she felt his cock begin to slide into her loosened ass, and then saw another one of the guys step in front of her and she knew then that they were both going to use her. She felt both of those massive cocks penetrate deep into her well used holes, thrusting in and out of her. She felt as if she was in a trance, and barely felt the cocks as they slide in and out of her with ease.
She could barely stand as they held her between them, thrusting in and out of her. Amber felt the one in her cunt cum in her, and then his cum drip out of her abused pussy. No sooner had he finished, than he was replaced by another. Then the one in her ass finished, exploding in a forceful thrust deep into her, and she groaned out. He too was replaced by another as more of the guys took their turn filling her two holes simultaneously and cumming into her, stretching her, using her young petite body.
The guys were enjoying ramming her as hard as they could, trying to get her to grunt from their thrusts, but she was getting so used to it and so well lubed by all the cum, she was barely noticing their efforts. Finally, the guy in her pussy pulled all the way out to slam his rock hard cock as hard into her as he could… but he missed. His large member slammed, and slid right into her ass; both the guys stopped and looked at each other, knowing they were now both deep inside her ass. She didn’t even make a sound as her ass was stretched by two cocks like that at the same time.
“Oh my god! We’re BOTH in her ass!” One of the guys yelled out, “Quick someone take a picture!”
More flashes went off as the two guys started to use her dirty, gaping ass. The guys pounded into her, again and again reveling in the abusing this young girl that was held helpless between them. Finally they both came, almost at the same time; Amber felt the new cum shoot into her and quickly run out of her hole. They then passed her off to two more guys.
She had no idea how many had used her body when they finally dropped her back on the sarcophagus. Her ass and cunt were numb and she could barely feel the sticky wetness between her ass cheeks and legs. She could hear the four or five people left laughing and talking about how wide her cunt and ass were and how no single man would ever please her, how she probably wouldn’t even feel most guys. She laid there on her belly with her legs spread wide as one of the guys held her pussy and ass open so that someone could take pictures of her gaping, sloppy holes. She had no will to even move, no strength left… … until she felt something hot dripping on her back!
She screamed out as her back was scalded, hot wax from one of her candles splattering over it. She felt rough hands roll her over and recognized one of the former college guys as he stepped between her legs, and held a candle over her body. She barely felt his cock as it entered her gaping, well used cunt; but she definitely felt the hot wax as he began to drip it on her bare, young breasts. She could feel her nipples hardening again under the hot wax, raising, begging for more?
Her breath caught as he thrust into her and let some of the wax drip on her clit, it didn’t matter that the two or three other boys were laughing at her humiliation and debauchery. The older man thrust again and again into her, roughly, forcefully enjoying her looseness. Cruelly he dripped the wax over her nipples, over her clit, over her navel. And passionately she came under her torture, thrusting her abused cunt into him as her nipples coated in wax pointed to heaven.
The guys laughed evilly with her humiliation. They chuckled as the guy came in her, adding his cum to all the other. She could barely think as this one added his cum to the others, she didn’t even know how many had used her ass or cunt, all she knew was they were full of cum and gaping open and that she would never be the same. The laughed again as the guy pulled out and more cum ran down her legs. She saw more flashes of light as they took pictures of her laying there, spread open and covered with cum.
That was when she felt something large and hard pressed against her gaping pussy, something hard, long, and old. She looked down and saw the sadistic man who had just taken her forcing the large bulbous end of the femur into her cunt. Slowly she watched as her cunt enlarged and took the end, and then more of it slipped into her. She gasped as half of the bone sank into her cunt. And then she gasped as she watched him pick up her ceremonial dagger, and moaned as he pressed the hilt of the dagger against her slick and sticky ass hole. She felt it slide in easily and knew that it was larger than any normal cock. She moaned as even more flashes went off, more pictures taken.
And then the boys left, going back to their party. Leaving her there, covered with the cum of over 30 high school and college guys; covered with hot wax, and her own juices; and stuffed with a femur and her own ceremonial dagger.
Slowly, carefully she reached between her legs and felt where the bone and the dagger entered her, felt their cum, and how stretched open she was. She realized that even these large objects didn’t hurt her, but aroused her. And then she thanked her dark lord for her humiliation as she slowly began to pump the femur in and out of her cunt and knew her spell would be complete when she used it, and then they would pay. They would all pay.
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* Epilogue
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As Amber gathered her items and tattered clothes to put in her backpack she felt the cum drying on her pussy and ass. She could actually feel the wind as it blue over her gaping holes. She knew that she must look like a complete slut, with her dress ripped open, covered in cum, and her corset torn in such a way that it didn’t completely cover her breast.
As she peddled her bike to her house, she felt the front of the seat slip easily into her pussy and knew that she must be really stretched. She actually liked the feeling, how dirty it made her feel; but that wouldn’t stop her from getting revenge. Those guys would pay, and so would the girls that were there.
She crawled into bed with her clothes still on, and when she woke up her bed was completely soaked with cum from where it had continued to leak and run out of her abused pussy and ass. Amber slowly moved her hand between her legs and felt her aching pussy, sliding 4 fingers easily into it to feel just how loose she was. When she removed them she brought her cum covered fingers to her mouth and licked the foul semen off. She must shower now, and then she would begin work on the spell for her revenge..

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Krylo!

A story about the great and uncanny town of Krylo! It is unlike anywhere else on Earth.

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Natya’s Last Walk

Natya smiled as she closed the door to the Dinner Diner, the place of her employment for the past few years. Locking the door, she hummed to herself, happy that she was finally out of work after a long 12 hour shift on a Friday night. She tucked her keys into her purse and began walking home. Traditionally, she walked along the riverside to her apartment. Surrounded by a thick wooded area, the walkway may have deterred anyone new to the area, but Natya had lived here for almost 3 years and never missed her walk through the tranquil woods.
She found the dirt path that led into the woods and found her way down it. It was as familiar in the dark to her as in the daylight. She stuffed ear buds into her ears and switched her iPod on, turning up the music loud enough that she didn’t hear the men approach her a little ways down the road.
Suddenly, a hand was clasped over her mouth and her good mood was shattered as she realized she was being overtaken. Hands pulled her arms roughly behind her back and another hand pulled her ear buds out with one tug of the cord. She tried to scream but only managed some pathetic, muffled whimpering. She felt hot breath against her neck and heard a voice say “Traveling alone at night? .. Dangerous.” and to her right, she heard chuckling. So, two men.. she assessed silently, wondering what her chances of escape were. If they have guns, I have to do anything I can to get out alive… She could feel her lips trembling under the large hand covering her mouth.
“So,” the first voice said, “you like sucking cock?” Natya, trying so hard to be strong, felt a tear trickle down her cheek. “Well, you’re going to get to show us how much you like it tonight. And if there’s any teeth or screaming, you’ll get your pretty face blown off. Got it?” Natya nodded, breathing heavily against his hand. So they do have a gun. “Good. Now get on your knees.”
Natya obeyed, tears trickling down her cheeks in a fair stream. She got on her knees and felt one of them roughly pulling off her top and undoing her bra. Then, topless, her hands were tied behind her back. She heard the sound of a zipper and smelled the sickly sweet stench of manhood as it flopped out and hit her in the face. Crying, she opened her mouth and took in the first few inches of his cock, sucking gently.
“No, bitch. Suck it like the filthy whore you are. All the way down.” And with his words, Natya felt him take her head into his hands to hold while he pushed his cock in, sliding into the back of her mouth and into her throat, gagging her violently. “Ohhh yessss…” the man moaned, “Just like that, you useless slut.” Marking his words, she felt him begin to pump his cock into her face over and over, gagging and choking her harder each time. Natya began to panic, unable to breathe, and tried to cry out but only managed to make gurgling noises that seemed to make her attacker even harder. “God yes, slut. Let me hear you gag on my cock. You worship cock, don’t you? Are you a good slut, female? All females are sluts, you know.” He laughed a little as he gagged her again, this time holding her head down on his cock. “You think you can stay down for 30 seconds?” He growled, “I’ll let you breathe for a minute if you do, slut..”
Gagging, Natya tried to count as her lips touched the man’s ball sack. 1.. 2.. 3… oh god he’s going to suffocate me with his cock! 10.. 11.. 12.. I can’t do it… 22.. 23.. 24.. By 30 she was sputtering, drooling all around the man’s shaft. When he let go, she gasped in air and shamed herself by feeling good when he praised her, “That’s a good slut! You know what you were born to do.” As she drew in much needed air she felt the other man pulling her skirt up to her waist, revealing her panties which were somehow soaked. She flushed with embarrassment. The man behind her chuckled. “Oh, she loves it, Jim,” he growled as he slipped a finger into the crotch of her underwear and pulled them down to her knees.
“You like it, huh slut?” Jim said, and as Natya looked up to protest, he shoved his cock down her throat again. “This time we’re going to try for 45. Think you can do that, cunt?” Natya writhed as he counted aloud for her, and felt the other man touching her, opening her pussy lips and fingering her, spreading her ass cheeks and roughly shoving two fingers to the 3rd knuckle in as she squealed and choked.
“45! Very good, slut cunt.” Jim let go of her face and she gasped for air once again. “I think I’m read to take your holes. Is she ready, Ted?”
“Oh yeah, she is,” Ted responded. She felt herself being stood up, her panties taken off completely, then back on her knees she went so she was facing Ted now. Jim slapped her ass and demanded that she put it up higher in the air, and she obeyed.
“Open.” Ted said roughly as he shoved his cock into her mouth. She couldn’t help but notice that Jim was a little bigger than Ted. Then she felt Jim’s cockhead push at her pussy lips and she realized he meant to fuck her without a condom. She tried to moan her protest but Ted seized her head and pulled her onto his cock much like Jim had. Even though Ted was smaller, she still gagged just as hard and choked as Jim’s cock penetrated her.
“Oh yes… she loves it. You’re so wet you stupid whore, you love serving men don’t you?” Natya couldn’t reply, only gagged on Ted’s cock harder as he began to pump into her throat. Jim began pumping too, his cockhead easily ramming into Natya’s cervix. She moaned in pain.
“So we gonna do it, Jim?” Ted asked. Natya heard no response and wondered if they were talking about cumming in her. She tried to keep it out of her mind. If she just obeyed, maybe they would let her go. Slowly, ted pulled out of her throat and she gasped for air. “Open,” he demanded, and she obeyed, and felt him sliding something round in between her teeth with a strap that fit snugly around the back of her head. She moved her tongue around – the thing was hollow, leaving her mouth open – a gaping hole. It was then that she felt Jim pull his cock out of her pussy and press it against her asshole. She made noises, trying to speak, to beg Jim not to take her asshole just as Ted’s cock filled the hole and slid into her throat again.
“You know what we love the best, cockwhore? We love it when a slut gives her whole body to us. Since we believe that all women are the property of men, we love it. Do you belong to us, slut? Answer correctly.” Tears streaming down her cheeks, she nodded. Anything. She would not admit that she was beginning to be turned on by the idea of giving herself completely. No, I’m not a slut! She kept telling herself as she got wetter.
Jim moaned as he pushed his cockhead into her ass, Natya moaned in agony. Ted continued to fuck her face, a little gentler now.
“Now, bitch. What i want you to do is open your throat nice and wide for Ted and relax your asshole and give it to me. Good girl. Good slut.” She could feel Jim’s cock inching in as she relaxed her ass, obeying. It felt like he was shoving a bottle up there – she felt like she was being torn open. At the same time, she felt Ted gathering her hair and then pushing his cock into her throat again, using her face as leverage and a way to hold her down.
“Good slut,” Jim was saying as he shoved his cock in further, and began pumping her ass. “Now, Ted’s cock owns you, slut. Open your throat and give yourself to Ted.” 20 seconds went by, and Ted’s cock was still deep in her throat, pulsing, not moving. She began to panic as 40 seconds rolled around and Ted tried to push deeper, rolling his hips against her lips. Her throat closed tightly with fear.
“Give yourself to Ted’s cock, you stupid slut. That cock owns you now. Let yourself go, you were born to die on that cock you worthless slut.” Natya’s panic became true as she realized what he meant, but her body betrayed her as she didn’t fight it, in fact she opened her throat just as Jim demanded, felt his cock slide in deeper and begin to spasm in her throat as she started to see specks of black in her vision. Was this what she was really born for? She was beginning to think maybe Jim was right. She felt something inside her change as she opened her throat and felt the cock slide deeper in. She abandoned Natya and became a slut in truth. Drool flowed down her neck and dripped onto the ground and for a moment she became ecstatic, an orgasm forming. She felt Jim’s cock slamming into her asshole now, the pain only melded with the pleasure of knowing she finally found her place in life – to serve Jim and Ted and to die on Ted’s cock.
With her last ounce of strength she pushed her head further onto Ted’s cock, impaling her face deeper and she came, her cunt writhing and spurting.
“Ohhh fuck yesssss…” Jim moaned as he came in the slut’s ass. He pumped his semen in deeper before he pulled out and wiped it on the whore’s ass cheek. He looked up at Ted, who was still holding the limp slut’s face on his cock and smiled.
“Next time, Ted, I get to do the honors.”

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My Twin Sister

It was a hot sultry summer day, and I was in my room playing the computer games. I wasn’t concentrating on the shooting down the digital monsters on the screen, as my mind was all focused on the area between my legs, where I had a huge hard-on, and was lazily pondering whether I should masturbate it off.
Then suddenly there was a knock on the door, and before I had a chance of saying “come in” the door was thrust open and my twin sister Nicole stepped into my room. She was wearing a black slip, a present she got a week ago from one of our aunts for her fourteenth birthday, that hid neatly her 32 AA cup-size breasts, and a red velvet skirt with a zipper in front that was reaching almost to her knees. She looked tanned and healthy (she was a captain in a soccer team) and she was beaming at me with her innocent-girl smile.
My hard-on got bigger when I imagined my twin sister’s naked tits, her tight shapely butt and trimmed pussy. I’d seen her slender body naked a few times, in the shower, and in her room when she was changing, so I knew, what was underneath her clothes. Nicole immediately saw what was going on between my legs and her smile broadened and transformed into a mischievous grin. She said, “I want to show you something today. Something my boyfriend has showed me the other day.” She pointed at my hard-on. “Something to do with it.”
I blushed. Her boyfriend Gleb, a nerdy boy with curly hair and tall lanky body, had been, unbeknownst to him, my sworn enemy for being an abductor of my sis’s attentions. But at the moment I was gaping at my sis and imagining what she had in mind. We’d done some fooling around before, not much, mostly play and games, some touching, some pinching, nothing sexual: she just never seemed to be interested in doing more. But now looking at her resolved face I felt that she was in earnest to do something bold, to trespass the boundaries she’d set up.
I sat immobile, my heart pounding, my limbs frozen up. Impatiently Nicole grabbed my hand, pulled me up and led me outside the room. Silently, I put on my sandals and followed her down our back lawn. It was a Monday early afternoon and our parents were at work. Our parents’ property is connected to the deep ravine that in turn opens into the Natural Preserve. We walked down the forking path, through the thick foliage, into the pine forest. There was a wide path by the Mink Brook — a mountainous creek barely ten feet in width and a foot in depth — where joggers jog and dog-walkers walk their dogs. We crossed the path, took our sandals off and waded through the brook at its shallow end, knee-deep, and went deep into the forest, towards a secret nook, which Nicole and her boyfriend had discovered on their joined expeditions.
I didn’t dwell on what would follow once we’d reach the secret nook. I was just watching the flexing muscles of my sis butt, totally galvanized by its symmetrical beauty. I craved to strip her skirt off and grab them and knead the two spheres in my hands. It was very hot and humid and I was sweating and panting. I brushed off mosquitoes and scratched my arms where they’d bitten me.
Finally Nicole stopped. We were right in the middle of nowhere, in a tiny flat opening, with pine trees all around us, and a vagabond arm of the brook a few feet away floating quietly. “No one will disturb us here,” Nicole said. I swallowed. I was scared, and my dick had lost its build-up and was flaccid now. Maybe it wasn’t such a great idea. Whatever Nicole’s idea was.
Nicole lowered down and sat on the grass that was strewn with pine needles. She spread her legs, knees up and lay flat on her back using her right arm as a pillow. “Nice in here,” she said. I sat down next to her. I looked at Nicole’s midriff, slim and tanned, and the erection was coming back to me. I needed some coaxing though. My sis had always been the brave one; I’d always stood in her shadow. That’s why she had a boyfriend and I had no girlfriend. “I’ll be your girlfriend, Dave,” she read my mind. That’s what the twins do, read each other’s mind just like that.
“Take off your shirt, it’s hot in here,” Nicole said matter-of-factly. Obediently I peeled my T-shirt off and wondered if Nicole could see my pulsating heart through the ribcage. She did all right. “Hey, there’s nothing to be afraid of,” she said softly. She touched my hand lightly and then suddenly pulled me down and I fell on her, crashing her with my weight. She giggled and kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back. And kissed again. And we were rolling on the grass kissing each other, our tongues exploring the caverns of our mouths.
I grabbed her shirt, her birthday present, and did what I’d wanted to do in my room, yanked it right off of her bod. She was still giggling when I press-weighed her palms to the ground with my hands and began to kiss her milk-white breasts, where her bikini had hid it from the sun. Her nipples were dark pink and had two tiny hair sticking out of its circles. I pinched on her nipples with my teeth and sucked on them, like a toddler. I let go of her arms and kneaded Nicole’s breasts, cupped them and sucked them more. They were firm and could fit in my hands. Emboldened I licked on them, slowly taking my tongue up to her shoulders and her armpits. Her armpits weren’t shaved and they were sweet-smelling of sweat. I licked her sweat off from both of her armpits and my mouth felt bitter, yet the smell and the taste of her sweat drove me even wilder. I unzipped her skirt. She hoisted her butt up and I pulled it down.
Underneath, Nicole wore a black thong. She was still giggling and showing no resistance. I looked at her flat stomach and a shallow round bellybutton. I looked down at the nexus where her thighs met. Her thighs were narrow, almost boyish. I held the strings of her thong in my hands and slowly lowered it down. I gaped at my sister’s pussy. It was so little, so trimmed, so snugly. It was the embodiment of everything pleasant as long as it has a prefix “so.”
Nicole stopped giggling and said, “Today we’re gonna fuck. Have you fucked before?” I shook my head. I took off my jeans shorts and my boxers and was snuggling against Nicole’s body, my skin tingling, as my thigh was pressing against her thigh. We were both naked. And all alone. I felt secure. Meanwhile the initiative was switching to my sister. I had no experience and I let her take on from there.
She took my dick in her hand and began to stroke it, first lightly, then faster and faster. She was listening to the intensity of my groans to guide the pressure of her grip and the speed of her stroking. She was fine-tuning her hand-job according to the music of my ecstasy. In the end her hand-job was as tailored to my body as that of my own. She released my dick then. I panted hard. This was a hell of a start.
Nicole took me by the shoulders and shoved me down. She held the shaft of my dick in her hand and lowered her pussy towards it. I stared right at her little pussy, which was parting its lips to enclose my throbbing dick. Her pussy was hot and it eagerly swallowed my dick, or rather sucked it in, inch by inch, until its entire shaft was entrenched inside her lubricated space. “Now pump,” my twin sister ordered.
And I pumped. Her pussy was a perfect fit to my dick. It was as if they had been created for one another. And they were. The brothers weren’t allowed to fuck their sisters. They called it a “taboo.” The most forbidden thing in the world. It was forbidden precisely because it was the best thing in the world! I didn’t know it, couldn’t know it, until that day. I was losing my virginity with my twin sister and there was nothing like it! It wasn’t just that I’d never done it before, never had sex, I felt with every cell of my body that it was much more than just that.
I was fucking my twin sister, or rather my twin sister was fucking me. She straddled me and pumped at me. My dick went in and out, in and out, setting my body on fire. She was bobbing like a spool of threads on a sewing machine, her hair in disarray, shrieking like a banshee. I was weak, weak all over, when she pulled out and lay on her stomach. “Fuck me from behind,” she ordered. Two bubbles of her butt were standing out like two vigilant guards. I grabbed them and stroked them and licked and sucked and drooled on them with my saliva. Then I parted her butt cheeks and plunged into her pussy from behind.
I was bumping against her ass as I fucked her, fucked her and fucked her, having lost any touch with reality around me, forgetting who I was, who it was I was fucking. Only Nicole’s groans reminded me what was going on. The fucking was simply divine. Our bodies had the same structure, the same height and weight. When I looked at Nicole, I looked in the mirror. Only that her facial features were landscaped into a female face. Our bodies were the same body, of the same person, only of two genders that had been splintered at birth. In copulation we re-united again, and this re-unification, after fourteen years of separation, was a feat of unearthly ecstasy.
“Take it out,” Nicole ordered. I followed her order blindly. I lay on my back and suddenly her butt cheeks were plastered over my face. I began to lap at her pussy, the pubic hair, the lips, the clitoris. Her pussy juices intermingled with her taste. Nicole raised her ass up and a heavy stream hit me on my face. For a second I was baffled, but then I realized that my sister was peeing on me. Instinctively I opened my mouth wide and drank her urine. It was very salty and bitter and pungent, yet looking at where it was coming from I drank it all down enjoying every droplet of it. “Show me your index finger,” Nicole said. I showed my index finger to her pussy and she squirmed a last charge of urine on it.
“Now stick the finger into my asshole,” Nicole ordered. But it wasn’t so easy. Her asshole was tight and it refused to accept my finger. I pushed it, pushed it with all my strength and the walls of her asshole parted and swallowed my finger. Her sphincter contracted and she screamed. I wigged it in. After a pause, Nicole said, “Now do the same with your dick.”
I pushed my dick into her asshole. Her asshole looked and felt so small I doubted that I’d fit in. But since she could shit out a turd, then surely she had enough space to have my dick coming in from the opposite direction. I shoved it in, fearing I’d tear my sister’s asshole. She was screaming, but not from agony. “No one fucked me there,” she managed to say. “It feels so good.” I made a final plunge and I was all in. I began to pump her, harder and harder, every move in her asshole was an effort, but such an ecstatic one.
I don’t know for how long it lasted. My dick’s gyrations intensified, sperm flooded into it in waves, and I felt light and unanchored. I was drifting off into orgasm. I held my sister’s butt cheeks, and the mere touch with its perfect globules exploded my body and I began to cum. I came in spurts and spurts and they never seemed to end. I screamed as I filled my sister’s ass with my cum. Finally I pulled out. My sister turned over and lay on her stomach. She wiggled her butt and farted. It was a loud, stinky fart, and my sperm came right out of her asshole. I wiped it off her ass with my fingers and stuck them into Nicole’s mouth. She licked my fingers, eating my cum.
I took my dick in my hand and directed it at Nicole. She knew what was coming and she smiled at me. I peed on her face, on her tits, on her pussy. I peed all over her pussy and then some more. I lowered myself down and we pressed against each other and kissed and rolled all over the clearing. Then we ran and jumped into the brook. We splashed until our bodies turned blue – the water in the brook was freezing. We returned to our secret nook and fucked again. Nicole’s pussy couldn’t wait to have me inside of it again.
It was a match forged in heavens.

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The New Teacher Gives Me Detention…

My name is Phoenix, I’m 17 years old, a senior in highschool and I live in a small, shitty, conservative town in Maine that I long to get the fuck out of. I have long black and pink hair, and I have my septum, lip (snakebites) and nipples peirced (just to give you a visual).
The first day back from my Christmas break, I walked into my favorite class (World Geography) to get the shock of my life. My favorite teacher Mr. Cage was no where to be seen, and sitting in his chair behind his desk was a different man completely. I came to find out Mr. Cage had resigned and this was his replacement. As I stared him down I took in the details about him. His hair was cut into a military style mohawk, he was strong faced, and had his left eyebrow peirced. He was wearing a white dress shirt and tie (not tucked in), jeans and some dirty sneakers. The man noticed my stares and turned his head to look at me, and flashed me a friendly grin. I on the other hand, flashed him a dirty look and took my seat. Maybe I sounded like a bitch, but I was pissed; Mr. Cage was the best teacher I ever had, and I loved the subject (So much that I planned on making it a career). I was already having a shitty day, and this made it ten time worse.
I took out my notebook and started to doodle, trying to pass the time. “Just this hour and it’ll be 3:00 and you can get the hell out of here!” I thought to myself. Suddenly I heard my name called “Huh?” I asked toward the direction of whomever said my name. It was the new teacher calling roll. “Phoenix, you’re here right?” he said and gave me a teasing wink. “Yeah.” I said smugly and went back to doodling.
It seemed it took hours before I heard my name yet again. “Huh, what?” I looked up, this time to see him at the front of the class next to the marker board, which had his name (Mr. Peirce) and some notes we were supposed to take on Japan. “I said, do you know the major exports of Japan?” “Uh, Iron, Steel, electronics, and automobiles?” “Very good. However, you haven’t been paying any attention all hour, and have been giving me an attitude all hour, so I’m afraid I’m going to have to make you stay after school in detention with me.” he stated. “WHAT?! The hell I will!” I screamed. “That, young lady, just earned you another detention. Would you like more? Please, continue.” he said with a stern look. The class behind me giggled and “ooohed” me. As much as I felt the need to continue, I shut my mouth and shook my head.
A few minutes later the bell rang and everybody left the room except for Mr. Peirce and I. “I’ll be back in just a minute, I’m going to use the restroom. Utilize your time and get out some homework or something to work on while I’m gone.” As he left the room I got out my book and started to read. When he got back he shut the door behind him (and to the lack of my knowledge at the time, locked it) and walked over to my desk. “So, what are you working on?” he asked. “I’m just reading a book, what’s it to you?” I stood up and said angrily. He looked at me in the eyes for a full 4 seconds before he grabbed me by the wrist and jerked me over to his desk and grabbed me by the hair, forcing me to bend over his desk, my face down on top of it. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU-” I got out before he slapped his other hand over my mouth. He bent down and whispered ferociously in my ear “When I’m teaching, I command respect. Maybe I seem like a push-over, a nice guy, but I won’t allow disrespect. You need to be taught a lesson.” He then proceeded to grab a ruler out of one of his drawers and dragged a corner of the ruler lightly down my spine, giving me chills and goosebumps. Then he unnexpectedly smacked my ass with it. Hard. Then again, and again. Each time I gave out a scream, almost unaudible because his hand stayed pressed against my mouth.
After a few more hard smacks he pulled up my skirt and pulled my panties down around my ankles, despite my protests. “You are a little slut aren’t you? Look at that, your pussy is soaking wet. Tsk, tsk, you enjoyed that didn’t you, you slut?” He said, licking his lips. I couldn’t help my self, as he rubbed his finger down my wet slit, I moaned. I think he took this as a que, as he pulled me back up by my hair (his hand off of my mouth) and made me sit on his desk. He licked and bit down my neck to my breasts, which he sucked and nipped at. He then spread my legs open, kneeled down, and started to eat my wet cunt. “Oh FUCK!” I moaned. “You like that slut?” He said as took away his mouth and started to finger me. It didn’t take very long before I came. Wave after wave of pure pleasure hit me. Again he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me down on my knees, as he stood up, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. It must’ve been 9 inches, at least and was very thick. I licked the head and took it as far into my mouth and throat as I could. I gagged a few times, which he enjoyed, made apparent by his deep moans.
After a minute or two, he pulled me off and said “Damn, you are so good at this. Any longer and I might have lost it. Bend over, whore!” I did what he said. The next thing I knew he was inside me, unmercilessly pounding with all his force, sending me into wave after wave of earth shattering orgasms. “OH FUUUUUCK YES!” I screamed. A minute later he groaned deeply as he came deep inside me. After he pulled out, he pulled his pants back on and yelled “Get dressed slut!” So I got off of his desk and dressed myself. Once we were both dressed, he grabbed me by my hair, shoved me against the wall, and kissed me, hard. When we both ran out of breath he whispered in my ear, “You better have learned your lesson, slut. See you after school again tommorow.” And then he walked out. Needless to say, I couldn’t wait to learn something new the next time.

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Fantasm

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*Warning* Sick and Twisted Do not read if your faint of heart. I’m back with a brand new and very, very disturbing story. Not for the faint of heart.

Fantasm

Traveling the underworld and above

                              Traveling the underworld and above
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She was walking, her heels clattering, noisily  against the cobblestone in the street, turning into an abandoned alley. She knew it was dangerous at this time of the night but she wanted to hurry home. Warily, she looked around the alley and found it deserted. A blue bin stood underneath a flickering lamp. She continued forward, walking slowly at first and then speeding up. What she didn’t know was that in the shelter of the bin were two men, overcome with lust and desire for Clary. Snarling, they lunged for Clary, Hands outstretched. Clary, confused let out an ear splitting scream. She kicked and struggled as The men gagged her with a foul smelling cloth. Then she fell into a deep sleep.
Clary woke up later to find herself bound to a chair, her wrists and feet tied with rope that scratched her tender skin. She struggled, screaming for help. 
    “shut up, bitch, no one will hear you, now how about you be a good little girl for us? We  can do it the easy way or the hard way.” he started to rip her blouse open, the fabric tearing underneath his calloused fingers. 
Tears streamed down Clary’s face, ” please, don’t! I’ll do anything else, I have money, whatever! But just don’t”
She was cut off by a slap to the face. “bitch, I said to shut up,” he continued undressing her while Clary struggled. 
“open your mouth,” the man said, signaling for the man beside him to hold Clary down.
She shook her head, tightening her lips together. He punched her, clary’s head snapped to the side and she gasped. The man didn’t waste any time stuffing his putrid smelling cock into her mouth. Groaning, he thrust into her mouth over and over again, clary’s nose being pushed up against his hair. She gagged from the smell, and closed her eyes. Another man was pinching her nipples, twisting them. She was breathless from the relentless pounding the back of her throat was getting and when he finally pulled out, she gasped for breath.
“please don’t , please” she begged, gasping when she felt fingers in her opening. A man was thrusting his fingers into her pussy, grunting. She whimpered, a small sound, he placed two fingers, then three and clary squirmed, uncomfortable.
“please don’t I’m a virgin!” she whimpered as he proceeded to slip four fingers into her. Clary felt like he was going to split in two. “stop! Please!” she screamed and thrashed as he jammed his whole hand up her cunt, dry. Blood trickled down Clary’s thighs and her vision started to blur as tears spilled out of her eyes. He moved in and out of her pussy, using the blood as lubricant.
“damn, she has a tight cunt!”
“Dan hold her down.” Dan moved to spread her legs and keep them down. The other man had pulled his hand out of clary’s hole, which was now gaping.
In one move he thrust into her, her saliva on his cock the only lubricant. She screamed as pain travelled through the lower section of her body. Dan placed his cock into her mouth. The pain was too much for Clary as the other man thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, groaning. She fainted.
He had heard screaming from the warehouse nearby and as he walked inside, he found two men bent over a woman who looked like she was unconscious. The men were grunting and with a flick of his wrist he sent them flying against the wall. She was beautiful, her black hair tumbled down around her face and over her naked form. She had big breasts, slender legs, narrow hips and full pink lips. The body any woman would crave for. The ropes that bound her snapped as he walked forward and took her into his arms, then spreading his wings, he flew away, quiet as the wind. 
Clary woke up on a soft bed, silk sheets covering her. She looked around in confusion and jumped when she saw a handsome man leaning against a door. Clary sat up, startled and realised that she was naked. She clumsily pulled up the sheets to cover her body. 
“w-where am I? Who are you?” she said, hands shaking. 
“don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, I found you with,” he hesitated, “with them” he ended flatly. 
Her stomach gave out a growland heat crept p into her cheeks. 
“umm do you happen to have some clothes I can put on?” she needed to wear something before she left. The man tossed her a shirt onto the bed and stared at her.
“could you..give me some privacy?” she wearily stared at the stranger, still not trusting him.
“the bathroom is over there,” he pointed to a door on her left, opposite the bed. Then he walked out, closing the door gently behind him. Clary walked into the room, bringing to big shirt with her. She was aching from last night and she pushed away the thoughts. She had a quick shower, and put on the shirt he had given her. He was like a dark prince, black hair, lidded dark eyes with curling long lashes. Opening the door she walked out of the luxurious room and into the hallway, climbing down the stairs before breaking into a run for the door. But he was there, casually standing there with his hands on clary’s shoulders.
“where do you think you’re going?” he asked, turning clary away from him and pushing her gently towards where she had come from.
“umm..going home?” she shrugged off his touch, her shoulders still tingling.
“what do you mean? You’re staying here with me,” he said seductively, his voice a whisper. 
Clary shivered, but not from the cold. 
“don’t you want something to eat?” he said, abruptly pushing clary into a seat by the table. He dissapeared and Clary waited, patiently, for him to return. When he did, he was carrying plates and cutlery. Then was followed by a few servants that held dishes filled with meat and delicacys. 
Her stomach grumbled at the thought of food and from the smell that wafted towards her. Not caring whether the food was clean, she ate. Stuffing her mouth with food.
“what’s your name?” the handsome stranger asked, watching clary eat with amusement.
“clary, yours?” she said,slightly annoyed at the look on his face.
“jace.” 
Clary had finished her food, she stood up and started to walk across the room and towards the door. “I’m going now, I have my own house.” she felt Jace’s eyes on her back, staring as she walked away. As soon as she stepped outside of his door she was grabbed by a few people, clad in black. She screamed and watched as Jace walked towards her,flinging aside her attackers like they were ants. 
“I told you that you were staying with me, didn’t I?” he whispered into her ear, his sweet breath tickling her neck. 
“w-what are you?who are you? H-how..” she trailed off, staring into jace’s eyes. 
He grabbed her hand and pulled her back inside the house. Clary jerked away from him. He sighed, his hand combing through his hair in frustration. 
“ok, look, I’m a demon, something like an evil angel.” jace said staring at Clary.
“a d-demon? You can’t be, there is no such thing as a demon! You are lying.” she said, her hands shaking. 
“you asked for the truth,” he shrugged, continuing to pull her towards the bed she woke up in. Clary felt that she should have been scared, but the thought of his being a demon only made her want him more. Jace’s wings spread out above her, blocking out the sunlight from the window. Warmth radiated from them and clary reached out a tentative hand to touch the soft feathers. His wing quivered underneath her touch, sighing as little shocks travelled through his body, a reaction from Clary’s touch. He bent his head, placing his lips against her soft ones. They kissed passionately, their bodies melding together as pleasure coursed through their bodies. Clary’s body burned where he touched her and he shivered at the thought of Clary being his, forever. 

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Can’t Rape the Willing

He put a blind fold over my eyes, tied my hands behind my back, tied my feet together and throws me over his shoulder like he didn’t care. While he was trying to unlock the door, I was trying to twist my way from him, but more I twisted the tighter he held me, to my surprise his strength was amazing. As he opens the door he throws me hard on the bed, as I was laying there trying to figure out how to escape, I heard him closing the door and locking it. He throw is keys down on the table, and I hear him to unbuckle his belt.
I was scared, excited, and confused. I was scared because I didn’t know this men, he took me to a place I didn’t recognize, and I wasn’t sure what he was going to do to me. He also reeked of whiskey and smoke. I was wondering if this man just came from a bar and want a good time or what. I was excited for the fact I didn’t know what this man going to do to me? Is he going to raped me or what? I was confused for the fact this man seemed so familiar, his smell, and body. Did someone hired him to kidnap me, or was he just some stranger that was looking to get his kicks on, or just wanted to rape some female? My Master knew my fantasies, dreams, wants, desires: he knew that I wanted to be kidnapped and raped. But it was just a fantasy, and I didn’t think that he would go though, and if he did I would have been him or one his friends, not some stranger, or did he hire someone?
Just thinking about what he was doing to me, I was getting terrified by the moment, and at the same time I was getting hornier, hot, and wet. I felt my pulse racing, my breathing getting heavier, I wanted to scream, but there was a gag over my mouth. I had to do something.
The room was cold and there was a slight breeze. I had goose bumps forming on my body, my nipples where get harder. But at the same time I was sweating, a cold sweat. I could feel the sweat rolling down my cheeks. What the hell is going on here? I didn’t hear any thing for a while, I thought maybe that he fell a sleep or went to the bathroom, so I thought this was the best time to get free. So I tried to twist my hands free, but the more I moved my hands, the more the rope got tighter; I was trying to scream as loud and as hard as possible. Suddenly I heard him tell me to “shut the hell up and be still or else”. I was thinking: was he really going to hurt, maybe he was all bark and no bit? So I screamed and moved as much as possible. I was trying to get the gag out of my mouth.
But some how, he rigged that too, the harder I pushed on my gag, the harder it got. Then I felt a sudden sharp slapped right across my face. “I See we have a smart ass in here, we will fixed that.” He hit me, how dare him! The only person that is aloud the hit me is my Master, unless he gave permission to someone. Now I had the feeling the Master hired someone. I just wished that he gave me some kind of hint or notice that to watch my back, that his friends where planning something for me. But I was expecting too much.
He said also said “we”, who the hell was thee other person, I didn’t hear anyone with us and I didn’t hear anyone else in the room, but at the same times I didn’t see anyone, because I was blind folded. I was now getting petrified, for the reason that I knew there was another person with us. What are these people going to do to me? Are they going to raped then kill me or use me for their own personal usage?
I hear him grab his belt from the table, he walked over to be and suddenly he flipped me over on my stomach and started to beat my ass with his belt. I felt my ass was turning red and I felt the welts growing, the harder he hit the worse it felt. He started to untie my feet: as he started to untie my feet I started to kick him as a hard as I could just to get away, but the harder I kicked the harder he hit me with is belt. I had to quit and still I was starting to hurt and I started to cry in pain. I feel him reach under me and start unbuckling my pants and sliding them off of me with my underwear.
I felt warm air going across my pussy, suddenly I felt him putting his fingers in my pussy, then one up my ass. “I see someone is tight and wet. I think we should loosen that ass up, what do you think my friend?” He flipped me back over on my back, grabbed my feet and starts to tie them to the bed post. I felt him sit on my chest and straddle me down; it made it harder for me the breath. He untied my hands from behind my back and retied them to the bed. Then he started to unbutton my shirt slowly, “Fuck it” he said out loud. I heard him take out his knife and start cutting of the button of my shirt, and then he cut my bra loose exposing my breast. He took his knife and ran the cold blade across down my face, my neck, and then down my breast and circling my nipples.
Chills ran down my body in cold and in fear. Then he put down is knife besides me and he cupped his hands over my breast, and started thumbing my nipples. OMG that felt so good, his warm hands on my breast and my nipples. Then suddenly I felt someone else running their hands up my thighs, and slowly moving their hands up to my pussy, and I felt this person slowly kissing my thighs and my labia. I finely heard his deep voice.
“What do you think we should do next?” still kissing my thighs.
“I think we need to take the rest of her clothing off, put something up her tight ass and pussy, and go on from there. What do you think?”
“You’re right; it’s no fun if she still has her clothing on.”
“We also have to do something about her tight holes.”
“Oh don’t worry; I have something plan to loosen her up.”
“What ever you say man, I trust you.”
They sat me up and unbound my hands; then they took of my shirt and my bra. I felt someone sitting and reaching from behind me and pulling my nipples. Then other man takes off my gag and grabs my face and started to kiss me. I pulled my head away from him as fast and hard as I could. He grab me again and try kissing me, I did the same thing. As I pulled away I felt back of his hand slap my face.
“Knock it off, the next time I will hit you harder, do you understand me?”
“Fuck you, someone is going to start looking for me and find me.”
Someone slapped me.
“No they won’t, no one cares about you, who wants a whore like you?”
“I am not a whore! You… you just wait someone will look for me.” I feel a sudden sharp blow to my face, before I could finish what I was going to say. This time he split my lip, and my eye started to swell. I felt blood oozing from my lip. I know he (they) meant business this time. I also knew that we were right, no one will be looking for me for a while, and my Master is out on business. So I had to do something, try to get away or just let them do what ever to me. I didn’t know what to do, but I had to do something.
As soon as I felt the blood going down my lip, I started to feel the pain on my face. I tried to get back the tears, but I couldn’t. I felt someone touch my face. He came close to my ear and whispered. “If you do what we say you will not get slapped again, you under stand me?” He said with a firm voice. “Yes, I understand.” I whispered back, trying not to cry. By the way, before we do anything with you I think that we should clean that mess up? We’ll clean her lip and put supper glue on it, and that should feel real good.” He handed me something cold to put on my cheek.
“Keeps you’re lips separate for a few minutes so they don’t glue them selves together, we don’t want that, we want to use them later.”
“Yeah we don’t want that to happen.” I said with a sarcastic remark.
“Don’t be a smart ass, and by the way Master Mark won’t be happy with you if he knew that you where misbehaving.” Someone said with a deep voice.
I took a deep breath, as I heard that they where working for Master Mark. I felt a sudden sting on my lip, then the smell of supper glue, man that stung like a SOB, but after a minute the hurting. I felt someone blowing on my lip the kiss me gently. “Does that feel better?” Someone said
“Yes and thank you. I have a question you?”
“Yes”
“If Master Mark knows that you have me, why can’t I see you or know my names?” I said softly and nervously.
“Well my dear, its no fun if you know we are going to do to you, and for our names you can me Snake and that guy sitting behind you with the firm sexy voice… you can call him Rex. Now little lady I don’t want to hear another word from unless you’re told to and you call us Sirs. Understand?”
“Yes”
“Now open wide”
He took my face again and I felt his thick, long cock being slid in between my lips, the heat from his rod against my face and mouth…. I was breathing through my nose now, secretly enjoying the taste of his massive cock, the feeling of it sliding in and out of my mouth. While he was fucking my mouth thee other guy put one hand on my breasts and his other playing with my clit. OMG I was feeling so good at that point. I could feel Rex’s cock getting harder and starting to pulse in his pants. I was getting wetter by the second. I can’t fight the pleasure anymore and let out a moan around his length, panting through my nose and lifting my head up to meet his thrusts, opening my throat to take him deeper with every thrust…Soon he’s fucking my mouth with his lustful abandon, I can feel him take his other hand and move it behind my head so that he can straddle my face and fuck my mouth fully…He kneeling around me, guiding his long throbbing cock into my mouth and pumping down my throat, his smooth, heavy balls slapping against my chin with his thrusting….He pulls his meaty tool from my mouth and slaps it on my face, making my cheeks wet with pre- cum and spit as he stands up and moves down to my spread legs…I was panting with anticipation, enjoying the taste of his pre-cum on my lips, trying to keep myself from begging him to fuck me….
I felt both of the men get off the bed. I fell down on the bed when Rex moved from behind me. I wish my hands where free, so I could play with my self. So I laid there with anticipation that one or both of the guys would fuck me or just let me go. Suddenly I felt someone spreading my legs apart, and then putting an ice cold toy up my pussy. I suddenly tried to close my legs as quick as possible, and trying to push that toy out. But something was holding my legs open.
“Relax” Snake whispered in my ear. “The more you relax, the less it’s going to hurt.” Tears started to weld up in my eyes. I was scared that they are going to hurt me even worse.
“Stop crying, there is no reason for you to cry, we haven’t done anything to you yet.” Snake said out loud.
“Why should I stop? I don’t know where the hell I am, and I don’t know what you are going to do to me. And by the way, and am FUCKING COLD.” I said whimpering
“I warned you to relax, its going to hurt.” Rex said
I experience a sudden sharp slap across my face. I felt the hot welt growing on my face. It felt worse then before. It felt like he hit me in the same place where punch me. “What the hell was that for?” There was no answer. I waited for a minute “Answer me God Dam It, what the hell was that slap for?” I was starting to get pissed, and suddenly I felt something hard and cold going up my ass. I was trying to reject it. But the more I was trying to close my legs or try to push it, the harder he push, and more pain I was in. So I had no choice but to relax and take the pain. He made sure that I felt every inch of the cold rod go in me. Now the bad thing was: I was cold inside but out side my body. I thought I was never going to get warm.
“I told you to relax, didn’t I? Now you are going to pay for it” Rex said in a sharp deep voice.
I Rex’s warm hard craps my breast and thumbing my nipples. Then he leaned over me and started sucking on them. His hot body felt good over my blistering cold body. As soon I started to enjoy his lips and tongue over my nipples, I felt him grab something and place them on my nipples and my clit. The clamps hurt for a moment, then I was started to get excited, I felt him turn them on. It wasn’t bad on my nipples, but he put a clamp on my clit and turned it on… that drove me up the wall. I couldn’t resist it any more; I had to let it out. “Oh My God.” Then he had to turn up the vibration. I twisted the ropes around my hands. I was ready to explode, and they knew it.
They wanted me to just explode. I felt someone making the clamps on my nipples go tighter. Then I felt someone rubbing and kissing my body. “Do you want our cocks; do you want to be our slaves?” Snake whisper in my ear.
“Yes” I whisper back.
“Yes what, I want to hear it out of your mouth.” I was ready to explode any minute. I couldn’t take it any more, I just wanted to cum. I wanted them stick their cocks in my pussy. “I want your cocks, I want you to fuck me, and I want to be your slave.” I said out loud.
I grab the ropes harder, throw my head back, and arched my back, “Fuck me.” I screamed. “Please fuck me.” Suddenly I felt the one thing… It wasn’t their cocks I was another toy. An ice cold toy, once he stuck that toy in me, I exploded. I screamed. “OMG” It was the best orgasm I ever had.
They turned off the clamps and took the off. One at a time. First the left nipple then the right. He ran his hand slowly down my body, then he tapped that clamp on my clit, I jumped. “Just take it off please.” I whimpered. I was laying there having after shocks. I felt someone else placing their hand of my thigh, and laugh. They knew that they are driving me up the wall. The more I jumped, the more they enjoyed it. The more it drove me up the wall.
“Are you sure you want to be our slave?” Rex Said
“Yes, I want to be your slave.” Breathing heavenly, I was willing to do anything to get their cocks in me and that dam clamp off of my clit.
“You have to call us Master’s now. Understand?” Rex said
“Yes”
“Yes, what?” Snake said with a firm voice
“Yes… Master”
“Good girl, each time you don’t call one of us Master or don’t listen to us, you will get discipline. Understand?” Rex said
“Yes Master”
“Since you understand that, we will take off you blind fold”
I was still weak and jumpy from my earth shattering orgasm. All I wanted to do it pass out and relax, but I knew I can’t do anything without their permission. I felt someone running their hand over my face, sliding their hand under my blind fold and take it off. I had the blind fold on forever it seemed. So when he took it off, it was dark. I thought my eyes where playing tricks on me, or some how they slip me some drugs. But I was looking around a little harder and I notice that the only light in the room was candles.
I felt the bed shake, I look over and I saw one of the men kneeling besides me stroking his cock. I heard a deep voice say “Open your mouth.” With a deep voice, this must have been Rex. He grabs a hold of nap of my neck, and made my head go back. He smacked me with his cock a few times.
“Open your mouth” Rex said with a firm voice
Then I felt him strangle me down and stuck his robust cock in my mouth. He pulled my head up, and he started to fuck my mouth slowly, like he was teasing me. Then he stuck a pillow under my neck, and grab me with both of his hands and started fucking my mouth harder and hard. My noise started to bleed and he didn’t care. I could feel his cock getting harder and harder in my mouth, it was almost too big for my mouth, my jaw started to hurt. Suddenly he took his cock out of my mouth and smacked me hard across the face.
“What the hell was that for?” I yelled, and then I felt another sharp smack across my face. “What the hell, what am I doing wrong?” I started to cry. My nose was bleeding harder; I could taste the blood on my lips, and down my throat
“For one, you started to bit me, for two you didn’t call me Master.” Rex said
“I am sorry if my mouth is too small for you large cock, Master”
“Don’t be a smart ass. I don’t like smart asses” Rex said
“I wasn’t being a smart ass Master” tears filled my eyes; my face was still hurting from the first when he smacked me. He was looking straight in my eyes with a mean look. I guess I really got my self in trouble.
“God you’re a mess, well since you’re tied up, I will clean you up some, what the hell I will just leave you how you are, and I’m not done with you anyways.”
He tilted my head back again; I could taste and feel the blood draining down my throat, I was also having hard time breathing with him sitting on my chest and my nose stuffed up. He stuck his large, half hard cock back in my mouth. Then he grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled my head up to make it easier to fuck my mouth. He started fucking my mouth slowly then faster and faster. I started to gag some, the spit was running down my chain and down is sweaty balls. Suddenly I felt I heard him moan, his cock started to pulse. Now I know he is ready to cum… cum hard, and I was in trouble. I felt him shove his cock further down my throat. I tried to push him back, but it didn’t work. “Look up at me whore” as soon as I looked up at him, I felt shoot a large load in my mouth. “Swallow it all, and make sure he is clean” he withdraws his cock some so I could swallow. But I didn’t want to, but I had no choice. “Swallow” he said with unforgiving to his voice.
He was looking me straight in thee eyes, I know he meant business. I was trying to take his cock out of my mouth so it would be easier for me to swallow, but for some reason he didn’t want that to happen, each time I pulled my head back he would push my head back. Finely I had to swallow. It wasn’t bad, but there was a lot of cum there, and it was thick. He finely took his cock out of my mouth. Thank God! My jaw was starting to hurt. Finely I felt something hot shoot across my face, and in my mouth. Snake finely shot his load all over my face. Gross I hate cum on my face. But I didn’t care at this point I was tired, sore, and dirty. All I wanted was a shower or really a hot bath.
“I guess we can untie her for a while boss and give her a bath?” Snake said with sarcasm
“Not a bad idea Snake, Guess what I already have a bath ready for her, and I have a few other surprises ready for her too, she is going to be all clean, when we are done with her.”
Well I guess I am getting a bath, but I think I am going to get more then what I want….

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