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Blinding Lust 3 : Revelation

Blinding Lust 3 : Revelation
Natalia woke up to loud knock on the door…she looked around, and it was still dark…then the loud knock again…panicked, she jumped out of bed almost stumbling as she walked to the door…and there stood Lord Cedric, more handsome than even, Natalia just froze, couldn’t believe that a man could get more handsome before one’s eyes…and she find herself wondering if she’ll ever gonna get used to his handsomeness…then he spoke, and she smelled liquor…”Why is this room locked?” he said firmly but obviously drunk…Natalia was shocked but found herself on defensice mode…”I’m sorry sir, I dont know how it happened but it wasn’t me who locked the door…besides, why would it bother you…your room is across the hall…and pardon me sir, but isn’t it inappropriate for you to be knocking on a lady’s room this late hours?” realization hit her, Natalia felt scared…:”why would he be knocking on her door in the first place?”, she thought.
he looked bewildered…she saw a hint of rage in his eyes but faded quickly as he spoke shyly yet composes…”I’m sorry Ms. Acres…wrong room…” just like that, he turned around and walked swaying towards his room…
Natalia watched him for a while but closed her door before he reached the bridge that connects the east and west wings of the mansion…she then leaned on the door and felt empty, which confused her…as she the the bed, she was again shocked, she never noticed that the sheets were changed into velvet maroon…then memories of the dream filled her mind…she walked slowly as she felt her body burning with desire…she shook her head trying to dismiss the thought…thankfully she felt sleepy…she felt so weak all of a sudden…collapsing on the bed, she fell into a dreamless sleep…
…..morning.
Natalia ate her breakfast absent-mindedly…she kept thinking of that dream she had…and as she did, she felt something burning inside her…she kept wondering who could that person in her dreams be…and this irritates her…being confused and jittery not knowing irritates her the most…then her thoughts moved to the untiming and inappropriate visit she had from Lord Cedric…and she began to get more irritated, she had a lot of questions in her mind…and she saw Ramona and asked her of the Lord’s whereabouts…Ramona informed her that he Left early morning…
“Yes, he should be ashamed of himself…” she thought, and was smiling at the thought, good thing Ramona went back to her chores, it would be very embarrassing if she caught her smiling…
It was raining hard, her plan of checking the entire estate was put on hold and so she kept herself busy in the office…there were too many files organize, but she liked it nonetheless…at least she’s busy doing something…
She was enjoying her time that she didnt notice Ramona came in…so it startled her when she spoke also in shocked manner, more like a fearful way…”Ms. Natalia…you haven’t touched your lunch?” that’s when she noticed her holding a tray of food and another tray of food on corner table in the room…worst, she just realized that it was getting dark outside…but before she could giver her apologies, the door opened and came Lord Cedric in his usual handsome-ness….but what took her offguard was his accusing eyes…”how dare he give her such look, when I should be the one giving it?” she thought, but managed to say calmly, “Lord Cedric, good afternoon, I wasn’t informed that you would be back soon…”
then to her surprise, he gave her that sheepish smile and said, “Why Ms. Acres, as far as I know I am still the owner of this house, thus, I have no obligation to inform any of my staff of my whereabouts…however, as The Owner, I am obliged to keep my staff well fed…so imagine how dismayed I was when I saw Ramona here carrying a tray of food to your office…” She tried to protest, she saw Ramona mouthed the word sorry to her…. but found herself bowing her head as he paced towards the untouched food on the table…then his tone became serious…”I don’t mind you eating in here, or asking the housekeepers to bring you food…it will never be an issue..you are entitled to such perks…” she can’t help but raise her brow to that statement but she kept bowing her head even lower…not knowing that he’s taking note of her every action…”What I cannot tolerate though is one forgetting to eat on time…and eating the food they were given…for me. it’s being disgraceful…” She cannot believe what she’s hearing…but she knew better than try to defend herself in the middle of his speech…”you are old enough to be reminded that you must eat Ms. Acres…I don’t want to hear that I have been a negligent employer…if that’s your intention, I’m sorry to disappoint…Ramona, I have lost my appetite…I expect my room ready when I get back…” and he was out before Natalia could even raise her head…she saw Ramona place the tray on the table and took the other one with her and silently closed the door…
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Natalia had no idea what time it was…she made a mental note to ask for a clock for her bedroom…she felt though that it was past mindnight…she knew what’s keeping her up…she’s waiting for the arrogant, unpredictable and most nerve-wracking employer to arrive…and wondered why she felt like he hated her…if it was because of the incident the other night…how could she possibly be hated when in fact it was his wrongdoing? She ask silently….
she fell to sleep eventually…and he arrived a few minutes later…
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“Natalia……….Natalia…………….” that same husky voice…calling her from afar…and he kept calling her…
Natalia tried to look around but it was too dark for her to see where he was…but he kept calling her…”I am here my lord…” she was shocked as how she addressed him but she was not given time to think about it when the voice stopped calling her…she panicked…she wanted to hear him again and again…and so she started running in the darkness…”where are you?” she called out, panick is obvious in her voice…”please don’t stop…where are you?” she couldn’t believe the need she was feeling to make her beg like that…she kept running…
“Stop!” the voice was now furious…she stopped almost at the same time he heard him…she was out of breath but somehow managed to say, “Please…” although this time she has no idea what she’s begging for…
“Please what Natalia?” he said coldly…
“Please don’t be mad at me…” yet again Natalia froze by the words she just said…
she heard nothing in response…she waited…too afraid that she might make him more mad…and what seem like forever…the wind blew around her…and somehow she knew he was near…like the past nights…although this time she can’t see anything but darkness…
“Never my dear…” she froze even more not only because he spoke but because she felt his breath on her forehead…as if she could feel his lips there…she knew she was in from of him, she can sense him…yet she found it hard to move…out of desperation she said, “Please, Let me see you…”
“You will see me when you’re ready…” he said calmly…
“What do you mean?” she asked desperately.
“It’s out of my hand my dear…it’s all up to you…when you finally know what you want…”
and it hit her, she knows what she wants…”I want you.” she said firmly…
“I know my dear…and I want you as much as you do…but it’s not all about that…you have to solve the puzzle on your own…and when you do, you will see me…” he sounded sad and Natalia just melt and ached to touch him…
“Can I touch you?” she said, as she reach her hands out for him…to her disappoint, he wasnt there…and in panic she stepped forward as she said, “Where ar you?”
“Im here…” he was at her back..and she can feel him breathing at the back of her neck…but just his breathing..and before she could turn around to face him, he said in all seriousness, “Do not move…”
“why?”
“what you’re asking me would mean a danger to you…and i dont wanna harm you….” his nose nuzzled on her nape…
“How could a touch possibly harm me?” her breathing was getting deeper,matching his.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for…” she can feel his lips brushing lighly through her hair.
“Then show me…how else would I know?” she wanted so badly to turn around but she doesn’t want to defy him…it hit her…she would do anything for this man…
He felt stiffened…somehow he knew that she had realized it…and from behind, he wrapped her hands around her shoulders…
she gasped as she felt her entire body crashed to his with the sudden contact…he knew he was tall but then she was surprised by how tall he was as she her head rested on her chest, she can not only feel his heart beat, but she can hear it…his chen rested on top of her head…his hands around her felt so solid…she reached up to hold his hands…and he started smelling her hair…trailing kissed towards her right ear and stopped to say…”I need you to trust me…” spoken so softly that her knees weakened…but soon found her wits to respond, “I don’t know how but I trust you…”
“No, Natalia, I want you to know why you trust me…it’s too early for you to be sure…but it’s a good start…’
Natalia snapped…tried to walk away from him but he was just to strong…”Let me go…” and he did. She felt him move away but she knew he was still her, she can hear him breathing…she was too enraged to think of anything else… “First, you dont want me me to see you..telling me it’s all up to me…then you want me to trust you…when I said I do…you would go telling me it’s too early? I know it’s too sudden and I can’t believe myself either…but what makes me really mad is this wanting that i have no idea of…and what’s worst…i know im just dreaming…call me fool but dreaming or not…trust or no trust…all I know is that I want you with me…and I want you to….” before she could finish, his lips was on hers…so soft…his hands around her waist, pulling her as close as possible to his body, so solid, so cold but sending shivering warmth to her entire body…
instinctively, she wrapped her hands on his neck…opened her mouth to welcome him…and they kissed hard, passionately, tongues dancing, moaning in their mouths…her knees lost their strength to hold her up…but he swoop her legs up and wrap them around his waist…never stop kissing her…both hands on her butt…
he can feel her reluctance through their kiss…it was all new to her after all…but he wanted her…so he guided her every step…and much to his delight, she was reacting accordingly…he could go on kissing her but her being mortal, she needed to breath..by the time he let go from their kiss, she was out of breath and laid her hear on his shoulder, panting…he took one hand to soothe her back as she catch for breath…
“Ready?” he asked, speaking right on her ear, when she was breathing normally yet still deep…
without hesitation she said…”I trust you…” and she felt him smiling…then wooosh, they were moving fast…wind was blowing her hair…she can hear the leaves flying along their path…she can’t see anything still but somehow, surprisingly, she felt as ease as long as she can feel him…
In no time they stopped…then waves from the sea echoed around them…she knew then that they must be in an eclosed room…
he put her down…and she felt the softest surface right under her feet…she doesn’t know what it was and if it’s some type of rug, it was as soft as a cotton ball…
she felt him walk around her and she can feel his eyes on her…she wanted to see him, to see everything but she knew it was not the right time…then he stopped behind her, close enough for her to feel his presence…”You really trust me?” more like a confirmation than question…she just nodded…”Let’s see how true it is…close your eyes and I will tell you when you can open them…We will know how true you are to your words…like I said my dear, It’s all up to you…” his voice slowly faded in the air but she can still feel him but a bit farther…her other senses became more sensitive…the waves was now louder…she can feel little vibration the waves made as they hit some stone wall…most especially, she can feel him walking around in a distance…he heard him took one deep breath before he said, “Open your eyes…”
Slowly she opened them, it was still dark, but unlike earlier…now she can see silhouettes…they were like in a cave…she still can’t see what the floor was made of…she was facing a narrow tunnel-like opening leading towards a darker path…she knew they came from there..maybe the garden was somewhere at the end. she thought…then he heard the waves…she turned around and saw a much wider opening that opens to the sea…it was still dim but as she’s now well-adjusted to the dark…she came closer to the edge of the wider opening, holding onto a glass railing…she gasped as she looked down bellow, the cave was on a cliff and waves crashed to the stone wall…she was right after all…
“You were true to your words then…” she almost jumped upon heearing him…his deep, cold yet soothing, soft, husky voice… she looked around but cannot see anything aside from the shapes of some furnitures…her eyes widened, she just noticed they were in a bedroom, just that it’s on a cave…her eyes focused on the very very large bed on the right side of the…four or people can sleep on it, she thought…the he heard him laugh, obviously, he can see her reactions…”Why can’t I see you?” she sounded frustrated…
her eyes widened again as she saw his silhouette moved towards her, naked she could tell. her eyes got wider than ever as she saw him open his eyes, it was blazing red…like it was on fire…he reached a hand to her which she took quickly…she pulled her to him immediately…and she felt him…and she saw him smiled, his perfect white teeth somehow glows in the darkness…he knew what she felt…and shyly, she burried her face on her chest…he then put his hand below her chin as he gently lifts her head up to meet his blazing eyes…”What you’re seeing is a result of the depths of your trust…I cannot force you to it…Like I said, it’s all up to you my dear…”
“I trust you…” all she could respond.
“I know, Natalia. But it takes more than saying it…”
“What do I need to do?”
“Submit to me…”
“What do you mean? How?”
“Someday you will know my dear…it will present itself to you…and when it does, you have to be sure of what you want…but right now, you made me very happy knowing you were true to your words…”
“you know what I want…” she said truthfully, looking to his eyes…
he took a hold of her hair, pulling her back as he bent…brushing his lips along her neck to her chin then to her waiting lips and said, “Natalia….” she felt him grow harder and bigger as his member between their bellies brushed up and down along with his movements…she closed her eyes feeling every sensation..
Then she heard something crashed…she opened her eyes…and grief, desperation, frustration engulfed her as she was now awake…she wanted to cry…but she’s very confused…and thought she’s going crazy for feeling that way…”how could she possibly feel that way towards a dream? Was it just a dream? What’s going on?” then she screamed…before she realized what she’d done…she heard knocks on her door…she heard Ramona calling her…Then Lord Cedric shouting at Ramona, telling her to get the keys…upon hearing that, she got really scared knowing she didnt lock the door…remembering the incident again with Lord Cedric…she wanted to get out of the room as fast as she could…she jump out of bed…and she stepped on something, and she screamed once again out of pain…she dropped on her knees…she looked over her shoulder and saw some broken glass and water spilled around the floor…she heard the door opened and came rushing Ramona, quickly kneeling by her injured foot…then came Luisa with some medicine kit…but she became oblivious to what they’re saying and doing as she heard Lord Cedric say, “What have you done?”
like a magnet…her eyes looked towards his…and she was beyond shocked, his eyes were red as blodd but blazing like fire…then right before her eyes again, it changed to black…and very cold…giving her an accusing look…she had to shake her head..she couldnt believe what she just saw…and caught herself speechless and holding her breath…she just watch him leave as he said…”You take care of her Ramona, make sure she won’t hurt herself again…” and she felt the pain again…but not as painful as what she felt when he looked at her coldly before he left the room.

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Dog Slut In Isle Twelve

I work as a baker in a Baker’s Delight store. For those that don’t know, that’s one of those “churn-em-out-like-sausages” coffee and cake franchises. Make’s ok money for the owner. But I’m not the owner. So. The money is shit but at least it’s a local job. The shop is a popular spot in amongst a line of so, so, retail outlets in a fairly busy little suburban shopping center near where I rent a cheap little dump of a house.
My work roster calls for me to start early, like 4am and finish about 10am, six days per week.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, Saturday morning, I finished my shift and decided to grab some stuff I needed for my flat, you know, coffee, Windex, shit like that.
So I went into the little BiLo Supermarket next door to shop. I was browsing one of the isles when I saw this absolutely beautiful, sexy, young body out of the corner of my eye. I mean fuck man. Every guy in the supermarket must have noticed this chick. The easiest way to describe her is to say she had a gorgeous eighteen-year-old’s body only with a fifteen year olds head on her shoulders.
So imagine, long well shaped tan legs. Skinny little waist and nice curvy ass. Her tits, they were exquisite. They were not just bountiful, they were high lifted and yet still in proportion to the rest of her. She was wearing some kind of red boob tube top thing. It looked overly-sexy for a young girl. That’s probably the main reason she caught my eye in the first place. It really hugged her round young melons perfectly. It was mid-drifted to. You could see her lovely, flat belly and her cute little belly button. Her hips were much fuller than I thought normal for her age to. She was, in my opinion, showing them off in a really obvious way to attract male attention. She had a mini skirt on, it didn’t cover very far down her full ,shapely thighs either. The skirt was camouflage patterned. Ok, in the jungle, that might make a shape less visible, but in a suburban super market, it seamed to scream, Hey guys, do you like my ass? What about these legs eh? Nice pins yeah? Well, at least that’s what my mind was screaming to me as I ogled her.
I have to say, right here and now, I don’t usually look twice at girls under twenty-three any more. I’m forty-years-old for God’s sake. But this pretty young thing was one of those rare gifts of God that you just can’t help but wanna fuck at any age. You know, a fantastic eighteen-year-old “cheerleader” type body, fully sexually loaded, being driven around like an RV by a fifteen year old mind.
The other thing that occurred to me was I sort of knew this girl. At least, I remembered her coming into my work. She would come in every now and then to the shop to buy fresh bread,  pastries or what-have-you. Her mom was a looker to I recalled. Like mother like daughter I guess. I recalled a few times I’d noticed this young girl behind her mom in the line at the cash register. Like Bambi I mused. I’d even said hello to the pair a couple of times from memory.
Anyway, fuck my own shopping. I must admit I was kind of spell bound. I pretended to shop still. But, as often as I could, I was checking out the young girls luscious body. She was in the candy isle. Damn. I felt like an old pervert. I wondered if the store security guys manning the stores camera surveillance system were ogling at the hot looking blond at that very moment. I wondered if they could see down her top from their rooftop camera angle. Lucky bastards! I wondered if they could see me checking her out. Ooops. Damn. I’m no idiot. I didn’t know how old the girl really was, but I knew she wasn’t legal age to fuck that’s for damn sure.
Her face gave her away. The fantastic cheerleader body ended at her neck. Her face was very pretty. But any fool could tell it was the face of a girl of no more than fifteen years. Honestly, maybe she was even younger. It was a pretty face. Bright blue eyes and a cute nose. She had blond hair to her strong feminine shoulders. But she exuded youth and inexperience from her face, almost stopping you wanting to fuck her curvy, fuck-ready body
Anyway, I guess I was kind of memorized. I don’t really know why I didn’t just check her out a bit and then get the fuck out of there, go home, wank-off and be done with it. Still, like I said, I couldn’t stop watching her. She was so damn cute. She was twirling a strand of her hair like a really young girl would do as she picked through various candies on a shelf. It was so damn sexy to see her do that, like watching a sexy porn star pretend to be a little girl for the camera. It dawned on me then, maybe there was indeed more to the girls actions.
Like I said, guys of all ages were making their way through the isle’s shopping. I noticed her body language as guys past her. She’d puff out, or up, would describe it better, her very ample bosom, nonchalantly, but I could tell it was deliberate. Oh baby. I knew at that moment that she knew she had an effect on the men and boys around her and was enjoying the attention they were giving her out of the corner of their eyes.
I even felt a little tinge of jealousy. I felt like shouting out, Hey piss off ! I’m perving at this chick, go get your own little bitch.
Anyway, it was about then that I got bold. It struck me. Here were all these other guys. Not just teens mind you, but guys even older than me. I saw them see her and visa versa. She’d wiggle her hips, puff out her curvy boobs and they’d sneak peaks and keep on moving down the shopping isle.
Could I possibly do any better? What would happen if I took her up on her body’s non-verbal invitation to start up a dialogue?
Suddenly, a girl of probably a similar age came into the sweet isle and started talking to my little Bambi doll. This kid was a typical little thirteen-year-old girl. I wasn’t at all interested in her in anyway. However, I was already trying to figure out how a reasonably good looking forty-year-old guy could strike up an “innocent” conversation with an obviously, immature, legally underage girl with a body-to-die-for, without everyone in the store deciding they should call the police. The arrival of Bambi’s little friend just made it even more difficult for me.
I observed them both closely. By this time Bambi had already noticed me checking her out. I had decided I needed to be forward with the girl. If I was timid, just like all these other guys, I would never get to talk to her, or anything else, I told myself. I was quickly hatching a kind of a plan. Not much of one, mind you, because what I was even thinking was pretty crazy. Still. I had already decided to be as bold as I could without doing anything that would get the girl to run down the isles screaming “Help, rape!”
Bambi was discussing what candy to buy with her shorter, scruffy blond friend. Bambi doll looked so cute. It seemed to be a huge decision she needed to make about the candy bars. It reminded me of when I was a kid with no money. She had a kit-kat bar in one hand and seemed to be debating the pros and cons of buying that or something else with her girlfriend. The isle was pretty empty for a moment, I took a deep breath as I moved in.
“That’s so sweet!” I said from up-close beside Bambi. Both girls acknowledged my presence by shooting a startled look in my direction. Bambi looked particularly startled. Her beautiful blue eyes flashed at me almost indignantly. I guess she got a fair share of guys hitting on her.
Anyway, I was deliberately looking her up and down like I wanted to eat her raw. I got a good eyeful of the valley between her pert young boobs, then I gazed admiringly down her torso, all the way down her gorgeous, tan legs and back again. I really let her know I was shamelessly checking out her body.
“I beg your pardon?” Bambi demanded, perhaps a tad intimidated by my obvious remark about her generous female physique.
I pointed to the chocolate bar in her hand.
“That’s so sweet!’, I repeated nonchalantly, “I mean, you’ve got a terrific figure. Here’s what I think you should choose.” I kept eye contact with her as I crouched down to scoop up a candy bar from the bottom shelf. I could sense the other young girl already had me labeled as creepy old bastard numero-uno, but I couldn’t help that. Bambi, on the other hand, had actually giggled at the almost bawdy complement I’d given her so I felt a little relieved and encouraged by that.
I feigned interest in a candy bar I’d picked out for a moment. As the girls looked quizzically back and forward, between each other and back down at me. Still crouching low beside Bambi’s curvaceous, tawny legs, I swiveled my head up, as if to look her in the eye again.
However, instead of looking her in the eye, I just gazed penetratingly, as far up her short mini-skirt hem as I could see. At the level I was at, my face was almost parallel with her sweet young crotch. I could see it all. She had a lovely plump pubic mound and hips, stretched over by the sheer white fabric of her flimsy little panties. I could make out the camel-toe of her horny young cunt at the fork between her lovely, full-swept thighs. It was a delicious sight. I wanted to burry my head between her luscious legs and suck her hot young cunt into my greedy mouth right then and there. I could feel my old-fella start to stiffen in my undies at the stimulating thought.
Meanwhile, I was keeping a part of my mind concentrated on timing. I waited, staring at her privates as long as I could, I had to know there was no doubt Bambi knew I was burning holes in her panties with my lusty gaze, but the moment I sensed her start to withdrawal I acted;
“Hmmm. This is really good!” I tried to make my voice sound sexy. I kept my eyes glued on her panty covered cunt as I jiggled a caramel filled chocolate bar in my hand.
“I bet its all sticky and gooey inside!” I stated matter-of-factly. I only waited a split second for what I’d said to resonate, then I stood quickly and offered Bambi the alternate chocolate bar.
“Oh, no thanks.” She giggled, she probably decided she must have misunderstood my intensions. Still. I took it as a very good sign. She hadn’t run off. I’d been pretty damn forward as far as she could see and yet I hadn’t made other shoppers notice my obvious flirting.
The other young girl tugged at Bambi’s elbow and suggested the girls had to both go and get something else from another isle.
“Well, you go then!” Bambi told her young friend,
“I’m still making up my mind here!”
The young scrawny blond girl gave me a filthy look and skulked off to some other shopping-lane.
“Your the baker aren’t you?” Bambi asked, “You work just next door here don’t you?” She had a lovely sweet young voice. It made me smile like the devil to think how she would sound whispering dirty words in my ear as I fucked her sweet young pussy good and hard for her. I shook off the thought and answered;
“Yep, That’s me. I’m Mike. Mike Parker. I remember you to. What’s your name?” I reached out and took her hand, she hadn’t offered it, but she didn’t pull it away as I shook her hand.
“Brianna, Brianna Banks.” She giggled.
“I’ve seen you and your mom in the bakery.” I told her, “She’s lovely your mom is. How’s she going? ” I asked. My mind was racing. I virtually never even spoke to girls of Brianna’s age. I strained to think of what I could say. I didn’t even know where any of this would lead, or even IF it would lead anywhere. But hell. I was talking to this beautiful, sexy, hot little thing and remembering the luscious scene beneath her mini-skirt just then.  So I would be damned if I was going to walk away, unless I could tell she wanted me to. To be honest. I was cunt-struck in lust with the young girl at that moment.
“Yeah, Mom’s ok.” Brianna replied. The way she sort of sighed and shifted her weight from one curvy hip to the other and started twirling her hair again, spoke volumes to me. I instantly imagined Brianna’s poor parents worried sick about their buxom daughter. Probably, they worried every minute of the day about where she was. Who she was with. Probably they laid down the law to her pretty regularly. You keep away from dirty old men! I could hear them berating her in my guilty imagination.
“Cool! I said, “I remember she’s a very beautiful woman” I exaggerated my consideration. “I think your prettier though from memory”
I noticed her eyes kind of twinkle a little as I shamelessly looked her up and down again, like I wanted to fuck her brains out. All green lights still, I decided.
“I see you pretty often, you live close by here? ” I asked, desperate to keep the momentum of the conversation going.
“Yeah, I can walk. Or I ride my bike sometimes, Its only like, ten minutes, to my place from here.” She explained.
Then, just as we were about to experience an awkward pause due to my running out of conversation. Brianna’s young blond girlfriend returned. She looked pissed-off to see a dirty old bastard was still chatting her underage girlfriend up in public.
“Who’s your friend?” I asked, smiling and nodding at the other girl as she scowled at me suspiciously.
“Oh, this is Caitlin, she’s my best friend!” Brianna gestured candidly toward the scrawny waif.
“Cool. Do you both go to school around here?” I asked, hoping I could gage their general ages, at least roughly, by their answer.
“We’re both in year eight!” Caitlin interjected quickly. I got the feeling she wanted to make it very clear I was to old to be chatting up her sexy young friend. I also felt a giddy rush of guilt. Year Eight! Brianna couldn’t be older than fourteen. I saw newspaper headlines flash in my imagination, Police Seek Old Pervert!
‘We gotta go now Bri. C’mon. Lets go!” Caitlin was pulling at her friends elbow again. I sensed a reluctance to leave in Brianna’s curvy body language, but she seemed resigned to go anyway.
“Ok. Well, I better go now. Nice to meet you Mr. Parker.”
“Mike!” I reminded her. “And your Bri right?”
“Yep, see ya!” The girls turned and walked of towards an express lane. I followed immediately. I noticed a little tension in Brianna’s posture when she realized I was still walking along with her, and perhaps a little hostility towards me from her meddling little friend.
Still. I managed to engage Bri in conversation again. I tried to make chitchat with her, asking and answering any questions as best I could to sound interesting to such a young girl as we waited in the queue to checkout.
Yes. I lived close by to. No. I’m not married. Just haven’t met the right girl I guess. I lied. I’d been married before but didn’t want to seem any more of a has-been than I already must, to such a pretty, vibrant young woman.
All this time, I was acutely aware of the other people around us, waiting for a free checkout, as we spoke. I glimpse stone-like faces of men my own age in the cue. Not to mention the women’s knowing looks. Their displeasure was palpable. More newspaper headlines flashed. “I saw child rapist in supermarket!” Says local redneck. I was in turmoil inside. I didn’t know if I could make it happen, but I knew I wanted to fuck Brianna. Now. I’m not crazy. This was fucking dangerous territory for a guy in this position. DNA. Statutory rape claims. Fuck knows. I was crazy. Crazy. But I just kept thinking: Ok. She’ll let me know when she wants me to piss-off.
So, all I could do in the mean time was keep up the breezy conversation and act as nonchalant as I could. Old friend of the family here folks. Nothing to get steamed up about. At least that’s what I was hoping my fellow shoppers might be thinking.
At some point, I asked Brianna what music she liked. Justin Timberlake was apparently the absolute love of her life. She beamed as she gushed on about this wonderful young male performer. I had never even heard of the guy before. Still. I was desperate for some kind of basis for our conversation. I defiantly wanted Bri to see me as a friend.
“Sure I loved JT’s music,” I told the girls, “I have a lot of his songs I’ve downloaded off the internet.” I lied. Yes. Of course I had JT’s Future Sex/Love Sounds Album.
“Would you like me to make you up a CD Brianna?”
Brianna was obviously excited by my offer. She didn’t have the internet at home and DVD’s where expensive on her budget, she told me with a little wiggle which was insanely cute coming from such an adult looking woman.
Anyway, we’d reached the head of the line. The girls got to one express check-out and I took another. As luck would have it, I easily caught them up, yet again, as we were all going out the automatic glass doors into the markets car park.
“Wow. Its hot out here!” I commented, “You sure have the right outfit on today Bri!”
Bri giggled again as I noticed her heading for a big blond-gray Weimaraner dog tied loosely by a leather lead to one of the barricades outside the supermarket. My heart leapt to my throat! My mind spun. The gorgeous young blond unleashed the dog and lead him back towards us.
Why did I get so excited when I realized Brianna had a dog? Well. I have always been a fan of bestiality. I can’t quite explain it. But I get particularly turned on by the idea of dogs fucking beautiful women. So believe me. Seeing this obviously fully intact, sexually mature male dog brushing up against this sexy woman child’s smooth, finely shaped legs gave me an instant erection. I had been about ready to get in my car and leave. But suddenly, I was more desperate then ever to stick along side Brianna.
“Nice pooch. What’s his name?” I asked, imagining the dog fucking into his curvy little mistress. God. That wild thought planted a seed. I was afraid to touch Brianna. But what if I could get HER to do stuff for me?
“This is Harley. Your a good boy aren’t you!” She cooed whilst patting the big lug on the skull. He looked up at Bri with a big, stupid grin on his head.
“I bet he really loves you Bri.” I remarked, “You be good to him and he’ll be good to you.”
‘Yeah. He’s a good guard dog too. He keeps creepy old men away, don’t you Harley.” Caitlin chimed in while fixing me with a knowing, defiant glare. Damn. I had to ditch that little bitch, get Bri by herself, if I was to have any kind of sexual interlude with the girl. I didn’t know anything else. I knew there was a million miles between talking to this fresh young girl here in the wide open public. But to even get a chance to feel up her sexy little ass. Well. That would require a LOT of fast thinking and maneuvering. I had to act quick. The girls where already saying their farewells.
“Hey girls. Its bloody hot out here! How about I drive you home? I got my car just here.” I suggested in friendly tones, trying not to seem pushy.
Caitlin said no-thanks straight away. However, Brianna said it was a nice offer, but she had Harley with her so she’d need to walk him home.
I waived that off. It was no problem. I explained I had a station wagon with plenty of room for the dog in the back. I reminded the pair I lived close by and even joked that we all knew each other after all, they knew where I worked etc. I could see Brianna was defiantly tossing it over carefully.
“We could listen to Justin Timberlake’s latest album on the way. I have it in my car,” I lied again.
That sold the idea to Brianna. She started urging Caitlin to get with the program. I was thrilled. Caitlin gave in begrudgingly after a few seconds of her dominant friends persuasions and soon we all made our way through the lot to my car.
Brianna helped me get the big mutt, “Harley” into the back of my Mitsubishi wagon and I made sure I let Caitlin in the back seat so that I had her sexy friend right beside me in the front passenger seat as I revved up and exited the car park. Caitlin lived a little further away from the shopping center than Brianna. However, I was determined she was getting dropped off first.
Brianna was disappointed when I told her I’d just remembered I taken JT’s CD inside my place yesterday and forgot, sorry. But I didn’t give a fuck. The rouse had worked well so far. I scored more points talking about the latest music and the wonders of being able to download music off the net while I drove the relatively short distance to Caitlin’s house.
“Well. Lovely meeting you! Caitlin. See you again real soon I hope. Come by the bakery and say hello ok? ” I said as I dropped the little pest on the curb outside the house she’d indicated as hers.
“Why don’t you get out here with me Brianna?” She asked Bri, shooting a suspicious look at me as she did.
“Your mom wouldn’t like you driving around with strangers!” The little pill lisped.
“Geez Caitlin,” I interjected, “Bri’s got her guard-dog right here in the car for Gods sake. You know where I work, right? I’m not a psycho-killer or something.” Brianna lives close-by my place. I’ll have her home in no time flat ok?”
Caitlin was unconvinced, fortunately Brianna seemed to be reassured and told Caitlin not to worry, she’d call her on the phone later or see her at school on Monday. We waved and we drove off down the road.
I was really excited now. It was like a dream. I now had this delightful young child with her fully grow woman’s body all alone. I could feel a little apprehension from her. I was assuming so far that she must like me in some sort of way. Otherwise, for sure, she’d never have gotten in my car in the first place. And she hadn’t taken the opportunity to get out at her pesky friends place when she got the chance. All good signs I decided.
“Hey. I’m going to give you that Album Bri!” I announced.
“Oh. No. I can’t let you do that. I hardly know you.” She blushed beside me, my cock twitched in my pants again as I looked into the valley between her smooth thighs.
“Hey you know me plenty! I replied, “It doesn’t cost me anything to burn you a copy, and, it will only take a few minutes, so, no problem” I reassured the fidgety young thing.
I brushed aside her feeble protests in a friendly off handed way, and soon, I pulled up in the driveway of my small rented house.
“C’mon in” I beckoned nonchalantly as I sprang out of the car door.
I could feel her hesitation. I knew this was a big step for her. She was young but she wasn’t all that stupid. She knew going into a single man’s home alone could obviously spell trouble.
“I’m going to bring Harley in and give him a drink.” I said, going to the rear of the car.
She popped out of the passengers side and joined me at the tailgate in a flash. To late. I had already popped the hatch and grabbed the dog by the collar.
“Oh. He’s fine! Maybe I should just take him home now? I could come by the Bakery and get that album from you later Mike!” She part mumbled.
It was easy to rationalize over such a young girls objections. We were right here, now! It wouldn’t take long. She had her dog with her. Why not? In any case, I had already hauled Harley from the back and was part dragging him up the garden path with his sexy young owner following along behind.
Soon we were inside my house. I told Brianna to take a seat on the lounge in my small living room. Harley trotted after her, while I fixed a bowl of water for the thirsty hound and a glass of coke for her.
Meanwhile, I was making friendly, relaxed sounding small talk, but inside, my mind was weaving furiously to get a plan of sexual approach. I quickly decide on a general idea and knew I could afford to be pretty bold. I knew I would have to be really scary if the young girl was to jump off the couch and leave on her own. So, I was pretty confident I had a little margin for coercion over Brianna.
Brianna had been asking more personal questions just now. I was happy to assume that showed her growing interest in me personally. I was happy also, to be able to become more personal with her, in turn. So I answered her questions. No. I lived here by myself. In fact I was a lonely, girlfriendless guy. It wasn’t easy being alone. I confided, hoping to gain some sympathy points as I fixed our refreshments. Brianna told me she’d had “a few” boyfriends at school. But there was no-one special at the moment. I liked that.
I joined her and the dog in the lounge room. I placed the bowl of water right in front of us, on the carpeted floor of the lounge room, for Harley. I booted up my computer in a nearby corner, ostensibly to get ready to get Brianna’s music disc prepared. Then, I took a seat right up close beside Brianna on the settee. Her short skirt had ridden way up her smooth thighs when she’d sat on the couch. She had to keep the hem pinched down in her slender fingers to keep her juicy snatch covered I observed. An inch higher and I would’ve been able to see the poochy lips of her cunt. Damn. I was getting horny as I settled in beside her.
“Cheers” I toasted as she took a sip of her drink and we both watched Harley lapping away merrily at his water, spilling a good deal of it on my carpet as he went.
I steered the conversation around to Harley. Brianna told me he was four years old. She’d had him since he was a pup. She took him walking pretty often, to parks and shops, sometimes he’d almost pull her off her feet, she confessed, but he was a very sweet old doggy she assured me.
“And what do you do to show him that you love him?” I asked, appearing as laid back as I could.
“Oh. I give him a dog snack or maybe a bone sometimes, stuff like that”
“Do you ever let him lick you?’ I asked leaning in ever so slightly, cheerfully.
“Oh. He licks my face all the time!” Brianna laughed. I laughed along with her.
“I know some girls let their dog lick them, well, you know, between their legs. Have to ever heard of girls doing that before?” I asked, very mater-of-factly.
Brianna giggled nervously and fidgeted a little in her seat as she replied.
“I heard something about a girl at school putting mince-meat on her pussy and making her dog lick it off one time. But I’ve never done it!” She assured me, blushing a little.
“Yes. Mince meat is a bit messy though, I’d recommend you try jelly. Its sweet and sticky and you can put it inside a bit to be sure the dog has to work harder to lick it out.” I continued casually.
” Er.. I don’t know really any girls who would do that.” Brianna told me.
“Oh. Lots of girls do it.” I countered. “Gee. I’ve had plenty of girlfriends that do it all the time. Dog’s love to lick a girls pussy. Did you know that?”
Brianna looked a bit swamped. “Er. No..” She shook her head in the negative as she looked at Harley lapping away at his nearly empty bowl.
I’ve got her thinking, I hoped as I went for a bolder push in the conversation.
Come here, I want to show you something!” I said. Grabbing her smooth soft little girl’s hand I led her to my computer. I flopped in my leather chair and tapped at the keyboard. Luckily, I keep all my most favorite bestiality porno videos in one folder for easy viewing when I need a good old wank. I quickly opened up one I consider to be very good, right before Brianna’s wide blue eyes.
This one showed a beautiful, naked teen girl beckoning a large breed of dog between her wide-flung thighs, the dog instantly started lapping away at the actresses spit drenched pussy, making loud lip-smacking sounds as he did.
“See I told you. Dogs love it. What do you think?” Brianna was a bit shaken. But she didn’t leave. I sensed her quiver almost imperceptibly as the scene in front of her changed. The girl in the movie suddenly lifted her bare butt off the couch and turned her willing rump toward the horny dog. He immediately grabbed her around her lovely wasp-like waist with his strong front paws, pulling her lovely white ass-globes and shaved pussy mouth back toward his strongly humping hips.
I could tell Brianna was almost hypnotized by the obscenity her young eyes were seeing for the very first time. I spoke gently to her as she watched the actress being skewered on the dogs long rigid tool . Could she imaging Harley doing stuff like that? He would if she let him, I assured. I bet her mother would never even know. Never even suspect her daughter was getting such fun from her old pet dog. I told her this stuff was all very common and although you wouldn’t go telling everyone about it. It made perfect sense for women to have sex with their dogs. All the while Brianna stared at the bestial fuck action.
I played another video of yet another gorgeous girl being fucked on all fours while a whole group of people, men and women, watched on, even encouraging the unholy union with heckles like . Yeah. Good dog. Fuck her good boy! And so on. I could sense the young girl’s arousal as she stood beside me, awestruck.
I imagined part of her mind was horrified, while another part wondered curiously.
“I bet you can’t wait to let Harley lick you after seeing this eh?” I giggled, while preying she didn’t run out of the house screaming for the cops.
Instead, Brianna seemed to shake herself free of the scene at that moment. She seemed to bite her lower lip a little, she definitely seemed shaken, she stammered;
“But, but, that’s just a movie. Movie animals are trained, Harley wouldn’t even want to do stuff like that.” I could feel her withdrawing. I had to get control quickly.
“Sure he would. Just watch!” I pulled her quickly but playfully onto my knee, her nice tight ass-cheeks pressed against my thigh bone as I swiveled my seat back round toward the big Weimaraner. He had heard the sounds of dogs and women fucking on the screen and seemed quite anxious to know what it was all about.
“C’mon here boy!’ I encouraged. He moved in quickly, his strong body alert towards his young mistress, perhaps ready to attack me if need be.
Before Brianna could protest I snaked an arm around her waist and lifted up her short skirt’s hem onto her belly before prying her thighs, gently apart with both hands. God your beautiful down there I told her as I got a good eyeful of her exposed, panty covered mound. The dog moved in between her legs quickly making it hard for her to get up even if she had tried. She didn’t, so I spread her legs a little further open to her pets inquisitive gaze.
I was both relieved and very excited to see the young girls panty’s were quite obviously wet along the crotch band. The girls breath caught in her throat, I could see embarrassment blushing her sweet cheeks as I beckoned her dog closer, telling Brianna to just relax and she’d see just how much Harley really loved her.
The dog was still weary of me. But, as he came closer, his keen sense of smell picked up Brianna’s lovely cunt’s female fragrance. He shivered fitfully as he crowded in for closer inspection.
“You see, You smell really good to him Bri. Can you see how much he likes the smell of your pussy?” I asked the quivery young thing on my knee.
“Yeah…” She mumbled, it seemed to me she was speaking through a sensual fog.  My cock was already rock hard, it pulsed with joy at her words. As the girls pet smelt her love fumes, I smelt victory.
I pulled her right leg closest to me, still wider in obvious invitation to the dog. Brianna didn’t resist as I encouraged her boldness by asking her questions like, How could she blame her pet from wanting to lick such a beautiful girl. Harley moved right in close now. His black, wet nose quaked across Brianna’s sticky crocthband. Liking what he smelt, he quickly pushed his nose in deeper, spreading her thighs even wider to allow him full access to her lovely loins. My cock was raging in my pants as I heard Bri responding very positively. I guess it was probably the horniest experience she’d ever had.
Her ass felt hot and wiggled against my leg. I noticed more wetness at her crotch as her sweet, hot juices seeped out to dampen the crotch panel of her panties even more. Harley was really interested in Brianna’s girly stink. I could feel the young girl growing hotter, more fidgety, as she felt Harley rub his snout back and forth across her crotch.
It was all I could do to stop myself blowing my load, the depravity of the whole scene, realizing Brianna was turning on. The eager animal, whimpering before her, as he stood between her knees, probing Brianna’s sweat young cunt, spread legged, her short skirt luridly raised in invitation.
The dog made big sweeping swiping splashes across her mound with his tongue. Rasping it over her spit soaked panties and snorting in the torrid fumes of her young moist pussy as she creamified her pure young fuck furrow. I felt her exhale shuddering, I took it as a sure sign of her surrender to the bizarre, forbidden sexual thrills I was introducing her to.
I steadied her gently as I pushed a hand in front of the dogs rutting nose, he retreated back a step, frustrated. He had a taste for Brianna now and wanted to find the source of her delicious young cunt-juices. I used my fingers swiftly, soothingly, pulling seductively to one side the thin narrow crotchband of her dampened, nylon panties, exposing her lightly hair-fringed, wet cunt before her dog and I. Damn. It was female perfection. Her pure young labia where hotly packed like pastrami in a small bread roll, dipped in warm tartar source.
I could sense she wanted the dog to lick her now. And, he did!
Harley’s long, thick animal-tongue, wetly snaked out, curling at its tip as it searingly splayed open the fervid, sensitive lips of her pouting blond pussy! It laved the very seeping, inflamed mouth of her vagina, separating the soft, hair-fringed folds, drawing with a shuddering pink stroke upward between them, ending and twisting at the delicate bud of her already hotly inflamed little clitoris! And he wasn’t about to stop there!
Again and again without the slightest urging on my part, the big brute repeated his lingual actions, raising little gasps of lurid joy from my willing little girlfriend. The young blonde fourteen-year-old sat there on my quivery knee with shapely, naked legs spread wide, her exposed loins thrust obscenely forward, my nasty hand holding the narrow wisp of her nylon panties to one side for Harley’s lustfully delicious tongue lashing. He power drove into her erotically steamy young cunt!
Harley was wiggling excitedly between the wide flung knees of his beautiful blonde mistress. His boney skull-like yellow grey  head bounced beneath her raised up skirt as he sunk his animal tongue deeply into her hot, wet young pussy lips. I could tell from vast experience, the animal must be feeling it’s racing blood pounding through its animal veins. The delicate scent of Brianna’s aroused, fluid heat, filled his keen sensitive nostrils as he ardently stroked his long, thick tongue through the moistened, pink flesh between her sensuously spread thighs. I could also smell her exciting feminine sexual odor, the room was charged with intense sexual fever. My head swam. The dogs desire was contagiously charging to Brianna and I.
Brianna swayed hypnotically on my knee. Her own slim right hand slid down over mine. Her fingers relieving mine as she started making little rutting movements against the dogs tongue and holding her panty crotch aside on her own volition.
I immediately, joyfully and thankfully, slid both hands up over the silky bumps of her lovely young rib cage, until I reached, cupped, caressed the plump, full womanly mounds of her quivering young boobs. My finger tips found her nipples. She sighed above the slurping, gurgling sounds of her own dog licking her hot wet cunt. The rigid little nubs I teased at the ends of her tits told me she was loving the little bestial party game I was teaching her. I rolled her nibs firmly between thumb and index finger, enjoying the pleasant little hiss that escaped her quaky red lips.
“Do you like it?’ I asked.
“Uh huh..” She slurred, trancelike.
The dog corkscrewed into her hot sloosh-hole as I told her how Harley and I both loved her lovely little hole. I told the gasping little girl how the dog would love to fuck his long pointed cock into her, that I would love to fuck her with mine to. She grunted appropriately as I told her the filthy things I could vividly imagine she and Harley doing in her bedroom at night when her mom and dad had gone to sleep from now on.
Suddenly, I felt her tense, as if listening to a far off sound as she sucked in a little breath and moaned. I was sure she’d just had a small orgasm.
That was it. I couldn’t take it any more. In one motion I stood, tearing her away from the frustrated hound, I stripped her sloppy panties from her as I carried her unresisting to the couch. I dropped her flat on her back. I pulled out my tortured cock from my pants before her wide blue eyes, dropping between her legs and grabbing her hips. I was blazing hot and oh so hard. I couldn’t remember being hornier. I drove my fat tormented cudgel to the hilt in her hotly clenching cunt as she gasped for air. I grabbed her plump young tit-flesh as I pummeled into her intensely tight snatch. But I was in no mood to fiddle fuck around.
I was pounding into her young body. My balls slapped against her fuck-mouth as she began to meet my thrusts. Suddenly it was just too much. I barely had enough control to pull my cock from her and blow my cum wad onto her taught young belly instead of deep inside her quivering girly guts.
I’m not sure how she felt as I busted my nut across her belly. I hoped she was really frustrated. I didn’t want her to baulk now.
During my brief fucking of the gorgeous little minx, Harley had been continuously whimpering and tossing about behind me.
As soon as I’d stripped my last squirt of cum from my grateful cock, onto my lovely young lover girl’s belly, I immediately moved aside, enough to allow Harley to push in beside me. He nearly bowled me over to get back to licking the young blonde fourteen-year-old’s soupy pussy and swab up the pearly threads of my thick white jiz from her tummy. I knew she could see her faithful pets pink cock slithering out from his furry sheath as he licked her obscenely.
Next moment, I was telling her much I’d loved fucking her cunt as I rolled her over, gently sliding her to her knees, rump raised back towards her amorous pet. She seemed very understanding when I told her Harley deserved to fuck her now also.
Brianna was resting on her elbows on the couch now, knees on the floor, her provocative bare ass and pink lipped twat thrust back toward the over-excited, drooling animal.
The girl seemed to be almost an animal herself to me as her slimy, dripping, pink cunt-mouth swayed tantalizingly before the hard breathing dog. I could see Brianna’s soft, rubbery folds open and close spasmodically as I called to the dog, begging him to mount her and fuck her. The dog came up behind the girl, then bounded up. His hairy front legs twisting and tightening around the girl’s slim, pliant middle, his rump was already making fucking actions as he sought to drive his long, thick cock into the fourteen-year-old’s slippery pink cunt.
My breath caught in my throat, my mouth watered when I saw the dog’s tremendous cock find and sink deep into that lathered pussy with one fierce lunge. It was a truly horny, depraved sight. The incredibly thick bright red dog-prick disappeared all the way into the girl with one thrust. The girl moaned and sobbed feverishly, her head rolling from side to side as the dog began to fuck her with quick strong in and out strokes of that great prick.
Brianna writhed and twisted on the couch, her cunt shoving down hard against Harleys rutting prodder. Watching the dog’s prick, I could almost feel that long, thick red shaft driving itself deep into her twat, feel her cunt being spread wide apart by that thickness of pleasure giving doggy-cock. As the fucking continued I felt a little jealous, I wanted more than anything, to feel my own cock buried to the balls in the little bitch again as I saw Brianna’s hips twist and grind against Harleys slapping K9 balls. He sought to get every last bit of his prick into her. I was sure the feeling of that hot throbbing dog-shaft inside her was sending shivers of ecstatic delight through Brianna’s trembling body.
The rutting dog’s panting and Brianna’s constant moaning kept my attention on the breath taking spectacle, I watched through lust blurred eyes as the dog continued to fuck the little fourteen-year-old dog slut at the same rapid pace, his long wet bright red cock driving in and out like a piston, the muscles of his rump rippling under hairy coat and back as he fucked and fucked in a way that had Brianna going wild. She was wriggling and squirming madly, shoving her ass back with hard, driving movements to meet those incessantly rapid motions.
I could look right in between the girl’s legs, as well as those of the dog’s. I reveled in the sight of the girl’s pink lipped flesh that glistened between the widely spread cunt lips, coated with beads of glistening white fluid. The sight of that big, bright red, dog cock, shiny with the girl’s come, driven relentlessly and powerfully in and out between those slick lips was intoxicating.
A wild, piercing wail bellowed out of the girl just then. She bucked and jerked, her back arching, her come lathered cunt shoving back, her ass twisting frantically as she began to come. Brianna went wild, her ass jerking up and down, back and forth, in tight little circles against the pounding hairy belly of the Weimaraner.
Her body drove hard back against the dog as she was pierced deeply by the driving sword of the dog’s prick. I could see pre-cum being splashed as it poured from her convulsing pussy.
It oozed out around the dog’s still reaming prick, running down the girl’s thighs, the smooth white flesh shining tackily with briny dog cum, the nasty fluid covering her legs.
Brianna cried out, her body stiffening and jerking. I placed a hand gently against her tummy to enjoy her hard quaking spasms as her orgasm began to build up inside her. With my other hand I pinched her swollen, hard nippled tits as she rose and fell, impaling herself frenetically on that immense prick that was buried to the hilt in her, that filled her cunt with terrific sensations here-to-fore unknown to her.
Suddenly, the muscles in her thighs, stomach and cunt stiffened. Her body jerked. I knew Harley’s cock had burst inside her like a bomb going off in her cunt.
The sharp, pounding, driving sensations ripped through her beneath my palm, bringing a long wailing scream as she came.
I was aghast with the pleasure I imagined for her. Her entire body was wracked with spasm after spasm of incredible pleasure that forced her to drive her pulsating pussy down over that thick cock, wanting to feel it buried as far up into her as she could get it. Her filled twat throbbed with a fierce rhythm as she came, her hot thin liquids flowing out of her snatch and down along Harley’s rigid pole that was jammed deep in her cunt.
The dog held his massive, tapered knob, almost in her womb. Brianna howled when she felt his cock jerk furiously a stream of hot, thick cream shot from his pulsating cock, sending a torrent into her cunt. His cock leapt inside her as spurt after spurt of boiling hot come was ejected into her clinging, tightening pussy tunnel.
I could feel Brianna’s tummy muscles clasp and squeeze and roll around that throbbing dog cock shaft, milking it with her instinctive, feminine, guts sucking motions.
Her cunt overflowed with his tremendous briny dog load. It dripped steadily from between the bruised, reddened mouth of her snatch. She was almost deliriously sagging, breasts against the couch, as I looked at her through lust glazed eyes.
Her arms and legs hanging limply as the dog jerked his long, still iron hard cock out of the girl’s battered pussy. The grayish-white juices poured out from between her puffy lips. It flowed from the girl’s twat, forming a thick pool of cum on the carpet beneath her still quivering ass.
Harley reclined on his haunches now, twisted around as his long tongue licked at his come covered cock, flecked with spots of Brianna’s white girly goo, as it slowly, slowly slithered back into his hairy cock-sheath.
I praised Brianna gently. Soothingly. I would have dearly loved to fuck her again myself but I knew she’d be very tender in the pussy right now. Instead, I helped her to the shower and gently washed he dog cum from her well fucked body.
After she dressed, she was pretty quiet. I was starting to get worried. I’d lost my head. Would Brianna tell her parents what I’d done with her? I told her I’d drive her and Harley home.
It wasn’t until we were nearly to her place that the subject of what we’d done came up. There was a little embarrassment on her part. But I told her I’d love to have her visit me again anytime she wanted. Like boyfriend and girlfriend even, if she liked? Suddenly Harley barked out loud as if he didn’t like the idea of sharing his new young lover and we both broke out laughing.
That was a few weeks ago. I’ve seen Brianna fuck Harley and fucked her good, long and hard myself, quite a few times since then.

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Kidnapped, tortured and raped (1)

His laughter rang throughout the dimly lit room in a menacing, villianous tone. He stood at the side of a bed, wearing nothing but a twisted smile on his face, belt in hand. The bed was filthy. Dried blood stains, cum stains, piss and dirt covered the linens. It had been well used, for purposes that most never even dreamed of. The sickest nightmares couldn’t compare to this man’s reality. “Wake up, little girl,” he cooed, nudging the sleeping figure on the bed with a large, calloused hand. She had long, black hair that went down to the small of her back and tanned skin. She was short for her age; being 18 and 5’2. As she began to awaken, the man slipped back into the shadows, waiting for his little victim to begin panicking. This was his favorite part.
The girl’s eyes fluttered open with a soft groan and almost immediately, she was aware of the dull ache in her skull. It felt as though someone had hit her with a bat. She opened her eyes wider and gasped, trying to process her surroundings. Her eyes ran across the room in a panic. She couldn’t make out much. The room was shrouded mostly in darkness. She attempted to sit up and realized her hands and feet were bound tightly with thick rope to the bed. Her legs were spread wide and to her horror, she was completely naked. “What the fuck? Where the hell am I? HELLO? Is there anybody there?!” she screamed. “HELP!” Little did she know, she was far from civilization and nobody was coming to her rescue. She was all alone, save for the man in the room. Her cries for help fell on deaf ears, succeeding only in hardening the cock of her capturer. He licked his lips, waiting for her tears. He loved it when his victims began crying. They looked so helpless. So beautifully helpless.
It wasn’t long until she began crying. “P-please, somebody, help me!” she yelled, twisting and thrashing in the ropes. All she managed to do was injure her wrists and ankles. The ropes held taught; she hadn’t even gotten them to loosen.
Her crying quieted down when she heard a thick, deep voice. “Hello, Alyssa,” the voice said. Immediately, the girl tensed. Her breath caught in her throat and she turned to the corner of the room where she thought the voice was coming from.
“Who’s there? How do you know my name?” she called out, focusing her eyes to try and see in the dark.
Slowly, footsteps inched toward her and the man revealed himself. “I’ve been watching you,” he said simply. The sight of his nakedness, the belt in his hand, and the scar that covered half his face made the small girl scream in terror. She began struggling in the ropes again, screaming over and over. He looked to be out of a horror movie. The left side of his face appeared melted. His left eye socket was also empty. The burnt flesh ended at the top of his mouth, allowing him to grin wolfishly, showing teeth. His face hinted at an age of 40 or older. As her eyes fell from his face to the belt, she also noticed the hard-on he was supporting. To say it was huge was an understatement.
“Now, now. Settle down, little girl… Or daddy will have to punish you,” the man said in a matter-of-fact tone. Alyssa was far too gone in her panic to listen. She continued her screaming, calling repeatedly for help. Irritated, the man lifted the belt to strike it down hard on the bed right beside her, shouting loudly.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!”
That did the trick. Alyssa froze, peering large, shocked eyes up at him. She whimpered, unable to stop the tears from coming. “I’ll do anything, don’t kill me please. I’m only eighteen. I don’t want to die,” she begged, crying. Her terrified eyes met his cold, dead ones. There was nothing there to bargain with. His sanity had left him. He had no conscience. There was only the urge to dominate, to destroy, to kill. Some part of Alyssa acknowledged that, but hope led her to believe that she might be able to convince him somehow to let her go. As if she could be so lucky.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he lied. “Just listen to me and do what I say, and I’ll let you go.”
Alyssa nodded feverishly, hysteria rising up in her throat. “Anything, I’ll do anything you say! Just please, please let me go. I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”
The man smiled, settling himself down on the bed beside her. She flinched, her heart beating a mile in her chest. “My name is Alex, but you’re going to call me Master,” he said, reaching out to grip her jaw in a crushing grip. “Understand?”
The frightened girl nodded, stuttering a timid reply. “I-I understand.”
“Open your mouth,” he said.
“Why?”
“JUST OPEN IT!” he bellowed, his temper flaring. He hated having to repeat himself.
Quickly, Alyssa complied, parting her lips wide. Alex quickly pushed three fingers into her mouth and down her throat. Gagging, Alyssa attempted to jerk her head away. “Stay still,” he commanded, using his other hand to grip her hair painfully tightly to keep her head in place.
“If you bite me, I’m going to rip out your teeth one by one. If you throw up on me, I will gut you alive,” he stated in a hard tone, pulling out the three fingers now coated in saliva only to push them back down her throat. He built a quick rhythm, pulling his fingers out only to delve them into her throat again. She choked and gagged, thankful her stomach was empty.
When Alex was satisfied, he grinned and pet his cock, circling his large fingers around his thick member to coat it in the girl’s saliva. “This is going down your throat next.” Staring down at his enormous cock in horror, she shook her head and cried in dismay. Alex scowled, backhanded her cheek hard enough to bruise.
“This is when you thank me for letting your slutty mouth pleasure my cock. Say it, bitch.” Alex slapped her again, the loud smacking sound filling the room along with Alyssa’s sobbing.
“Thank y-you,” she whispered, tears blurring her vision.
“Wrong, bitch. Whenever you speak to me, you address me as Master.” Looking down at her, Alex was getting so aroused. She looked so helpless and worn down, as if the world had turned its back on her. Her tears made his cock twitch. He wanted to fuck her into submission right there and then, but told himself that it would be sweeter with the wait.
Getting off the bed, he gripped the belt tightly in one hand, supporting another sick smile. “We’re going to play a game. Each time I hit you with this belt, you’re going to say ‘Thank you, Master.’ And if you fail to do so, that’s another scar that’s going to ruin your perfect skin.” He walked into the shadows and returned with a fairly large knife. It gleamed even in the dim light. “Get it?” he asked, leaning down to run the edge of the blade lightly against her cheek, cutting her just a little. A drop of blood welled up and trailed down her skin.
Eyes wide with fear, Alyssa cried and nodded. She was crying so much, she could barely reply. “Y-y-yes, Master.”
Alex straightened and curled the belt around his hand to get a good grip on it before lashing it down to meet the girl’s breasts, leaving a painful-looking red welt. She let out a loud scream, unable to get any words in between before he hit her again. “Two scars,” he said, lifting the belt to strike it down yet again.
“Thank you, Master!” she yelled out, which was met with another hit from his belt.
“Thank you, Master!” she said again, repeating those words until her torso was covered with angry, red welts. She was left sobbing and whimpering, squirming in pain as Alex sat down beside her.
“There, there,” he said, admiring his work. She was bleeding and bruised in various places.
“Now, for those scars…” Trailing off, he reached for his knife and pressed it just before her collar bone, cutting deep enough so that she was bleeding profusely. Lines of red dripped down her bare breasts. Alyssa cringed in pain, looking away from the knife in his hand. She had never handled gore very well. Unluckily for her, Alex moved the knife to her forehead, slicing through the skin just below her hairline. Head wounds bled a lot and soon, Alyssa had to close her eyelids not to let the blood from the cut get into her eyes. She wailed in pain, tugging on her hands and feet.
While Alyssa was trying to cope with the stinging pain of being cut so deep, Alex climbed onto the bed and stradled her chest. Sensing the movement and then the pressure of Alex’s body, Alyssa opened her eyes to find the man’s cock staring at her. Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth to scream, but the sound was muffled as Alex grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. He thrust in deep, shoving all of his meat down her throat. He felt her throat muscles convulse and contract in panic and moaned in pleasure. Looking down, he saw her eyes watering and her lips fitted around his fat cock like a vice. “Whore,” he said, slapping her cheek and pulling out.
Alyssa gasped for breath, coughing and sputtering. “D-don’t!” she managed to say just before Alex pried her jaw open and thrust in again.
“You think you’re in any position to tell me what to do, whore?!” he screamed down at her, pulling his cock out only to stuff it back into her mouth, giving her only a second to get a breath. He continued that fast, rough pace, fucking her throat as though it was her cunt. Alyssa’s chin dribbled with saliva and her face was covered in blood and tears. It hurt having her throat stretched so wide and Alyssa’s lungs burned, starving for air.
“You walk around, thinking all highly of yourself. I saw you turn that guy down yesterday. He was twice your size. Had he any brains, he would have cornered you in an alley and fucked your brains out while he slit your throat, whore. You think women have power? You think women can make any real choices? Well, you’re fucking wrong. Men let you think that. You inferior bunch of sluts are good for only one thing: sex. You agree, don’t you?” The way he spat those words while he throat-fucked Alyssa made it perfectly clear that Alex was misogynistic.
“Nod, bitch.” Pulling his cock out of Alyssa’s mouth, he took some of the saliva dripping from her chin and smeared it all over her face. She gasped for air and nodded obediently, grateful she could finally breath. The break didn’t last long before he stuffed his cock back into her mouth. Using her hair as a handle, he pushed her head forward and roughly pulled it back to repeat the process, bobbing her head on his cock. He continued doing this for another ten minutes before he sped up the pace, grinding her nose against him each time he pulled her head up to stuff her mouth with thick meat. His breath hitched and he pushed her head down and shoved himself all inside her, keeping himself there as he shuddered and pumped five loads of cum down her throat.
Alyssa began frantically struggling, her body jerking in the ropes as he came down her throat, blocking her airway and forcing her to swallow his sperm. He stayed there in her throat, choking her for a minute more. It wasn’t long before she passed out, the lack of oxygen causing her to fade into blackness. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she collapsed, suddenly limp. Alex only laughed, pulling his wet cock out of her mouth. He walked out of the room, grinning. He couldn’t wait until she woke up.

Half an hour later, Alyssa groaned and opened her eyes, thinking of the terrible dream she just had. As she took in her surroundings, she realized it was no dream. Alex was there in between her legs, his cock positioned to the entrance of her pussy. She opened her mouth to scream and noticed the aching pain in her throat. It hurt so much. That didn’t stop her from screaming however. Alex only laughed and slapped her hard, leaving a red mark. “Shut up, bitch.”
Before she could begin talking, Alex pushed himself against her, rock hard once more. The head of his thick, lengthy cock entered her tight pussy. She screamed in utter agony, feeling the hole of her cunt stretch wide to accomodate his girth. As a result of the brutality, it tore in two places, bleeding. He hadn’t used any lubricant and she was completely dry from being so terrified. He wasn’t thinking of her pleasure in the least. Alyssa clawed at the bed, gasping and screaming.
“OH MY FUCKING GOD, PLEASE STOP!” she screamed, fresh tears in her eyes.
Alex responded by pushing her legs completely apart and giving a hard shove forward, burying his fat cock in her completely, the tip bumping painfully against her cervix. The poor girl let out a howl of pain which was quickly drowned out as Alex bent down to kiss her hard, bruising her lips. When he pulled away and began thrusting in her painfully fast, her body heaved with sobs and she shook her head in denial. “No, no, no, nooo,” she cried, shaking.
Suddenly, Alex stopped moving inside her. He spoke in a soft tone, much different from how he had spoken to her before. “You’re letting yourself suffer,” he told her.
“Tell yourself you like it. You like what I’m doing to you. You were born to take cock. It’s your true purpose in life. You want to be stuffed with my cock. Say it. Believe it.” He reached forward with a hand and Alyssa cringed, though he only used the lightest of touches to caress her cheek; an odd gesture considering his cock was twitching deep inside her ravaged pussy.
“Say it,” he said again, his tone a little harsher.
Alyssa looked up at him, crying still and stuttered out the words between hiccups, “I-I want to be s-stuffed with your cock,” she repeated.
“Good girl,” he breathed out, beginning to move inside her again. She balled her hands into fists and clenched her teeth from the pain, trying her hardest to tell herself she was enjoying this. Anything to get the stinging pain to lessen.
Because he didn’t want his cock to chaf, he helped her arousal by rubbing two fingers in quick circles on her clit as he pumped in and out of her. After a few minutes, she began responding to the stimulation, wetting his cock with her juices. It was easier now for Alex to pump her pussy like a piston, moving so fast that he rocked the bed. Alyssa’s breasts also bounced with the force of his deep thrusts. He dipped his head low while he fucked her, taking one breast into his mouth to rasp his teeth on the flesh. His tongue flicked against her sensitive nipple, causing it to harden. Despite herself, Alyssa moaned softly, her eyes glazed over.
“Tell me who are you.”
“I-I’m Alyssa.”
“No, you’re my slave.”
“I’m your slave.”
“What are you?”
She didn’t need to be told what he thought she was. “I’m a whore, Master.”
Smiling, Alex thrust in extra deep to get a wince out of her. “Exactly.” He continued to fuck her tight, wet pussy, curling his hand around her neck hard enough to choke her. The walls of her tiny cunt clenched all around him, trying to push out the intrusion each time he thrust in. He only moaned, enjoying the constricting sensations.
His hand around her neck felt like a vice; it tightened slowly and once again, he stole her breath. She gasped for air and pulled on her wrists, burning them on the ropes. He continued to choke her as he used her, pulling out to the tip only to roughly pound himself back into her. She wanted to scream, but couldn’t. Feeling a familiar burning in her throat and lungs, she looked pleading eyes up at him. She felt herself losing consciousness again.
Alex paid no heed to the desperate look on her face and fucked her relentlessly, choking her while he did so. In and out, in and out, he fucked like he wanted to beat her cervix with his cock. Soon, his pace sped up even more and his hand around her throat tightened further. He placed his other hand on her right breast and squeezed tightly, digging his fingernails into the flesh. Meanwhile, she was gasping for breath and clawing in her restraints, suffering helplessly through the torture.
Gritting his teeth, Alex thrust in one last time with a loud groan, pumping her pussy full of cum. He dumped load after load inside her, just as he had done with her mouth. The last thing Alyssa was aware of was the warm cum spurting inside her before she passed out, lying limp beneath him. Alex collapsed on top of her unconscious form and breathed heavily. He laughed, getting on his elbows to look down at her. She was a mess of blood, welts and bruises. Her neck had his fingertips imprinted in purple and blue. “Fucking beautiful,” he commented, shifting to kiss her lips, delving his tongue into her unresponsive mouth. It was like making out with a corpse, but he could feel her beating heart underneath his body.
He planned to fuck her ass as well, but he would need to be patient. “Wait until you wake up,” he murmured, getting off of her and stalking out of the room.

When Alyssa woke for a third time, she was instantly aware of the pain in her neck and throat. It hurt to move her head and it hurt to breath. The rest of her body ached as well, especially her sore vagina. She looked around the dark room in despair, crying silently to herself. “I’m going to die here. He’s going to kill me,” she sobbed in a tiny voice, too tired to fight against the ropes.
“I’m not going to kill you unless you give me a reason to. Do what I want and I’ll let you live.” The voice came out of nowhere and jerked Alyssa to attention. Alex stepped into the room and smiled at her, still naked from head to toe. He was supporting another hard-on. Alyssa whimpered in fear, wanting to melt into the bed.
“Why are you doing this to me?! I’ve never done anything to you!” she screamed, crying. She was shaking in fear and the anxiety in her stomach kept rising as he stepped closer.
“Oh, the classic ‘why me’ response. You just happened to catch my interest while I was out in the city. No fault of your own, really. I just had to have you.” He sat at the side of the bed, looking down at her with one shockingly blue iris.
“What do you think I’m going to do after I’m done fucking you? Cut you up into little pieces and scatter you all over the forest?” He grinned after he asked her, the scars on the burnt half of his face scrunching up. She shook her head in horror, crying.
“No, please, I’ll do anything. Please don’t kill me! I’ll be your whore, I’ll do anything. Anything you want, I’ll do it!” Her voice rang in desperation, brightening her captor’s smile. It was exactly the response he wanted to hear.
“Really? Anything?”
“Yes, anything, I promise!”
“Good. Guess I won’t have to kill you now.” There was some humor in his voice.
Alex stood up then, going to the headboard of the bed to begin untying one of her wrists. She gaped up at him in disbelief. She wondered why in the world he was untying her. Grinning at her obvious expression, the man spoke. “I’m going to untie you now and if you try to run away, I’m going to take a bat and beat you to death with it. Do you doubt me?” he asked, turning to her as he freed her hand. Alyssa’s eyes widened and she shook her head ‘no.’ Alex moved to untie her other wrist. Soon, he had freed all her limbs. This allowed her to sit up on the bed. She looked down at her wrists and ankles. They were bloody and bruised from all the struggling she had put up. Unable to help herself, she looked around for an exit, her eyes darting around the dark room frantically. There were no windows. Just one door.
Noticing her wandering eyes, Alex spoke up. “I think you need a demonstration.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a wooden bat.
Alyssa backed away in fear, shaking her head. “Oh god no, please! I won’t run, I won’t run!” she screamed, pressing her back against the headboard. She curled up into a trembling ball, clutching her legs to her chest and pressing her face to her knees. She lost all hope. There was no way she could make it to that door. It was probably locked too, she thought.
Alex dropped the bat and kicked it back underneath the bed. He climbed onto the bed beside Alyssa. Upon hearing the bed shift, the tiny girl tensed in anticipation. “You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?” she asked, unable to look at him. She felt his hand touch her knee and whimpered.
“Look at me.”
Alyssa lifted her head, knowing full well not to disobey him. His face was so close, she shrieked and tried to back away, but there was no place to go. He stared at her with a lustful gaze, his eyes running over her blood-matted breasts. “If you continue to be a good little whore, I won’t have a reason to kill you. It’s only when you become useless that I’ll want to get rid of you.” He spoke softly, reaching out to pet her head. She wanted to get as far from him as possible, but used sheer will not to back away.
“Will you do everything I say?”
“Yes, Master.”
Alex lay down on his back beside her crumpled form on the bed. He easily pulled her to stradle his waist, making her sit on his erect cock. Her cunt was still slippery from his cum and rubbed against his cock as he settled her in position. “You’re going to take all of my cock up your ass. You’re going to ride me as fast as you can, no matter how much it hurts. Got that, bitch?”
Alyssa looked down at him in horror, but nodded eitherway. It was this or death. However, there was no way she would be able to take him dry. She wanted some sort of lubricant. Reaching inside her cunt which was still wet from his cum, she coated her fingers in the juices and rubbed them all over his cock and her own asshole. Reluctantly, she gripped the base of his length and positioned the tip in between her cheeks. Alex settled his hands on her hips, grinning devilishly up at her.
Slowly, Alyssa pushed herself down on his cock, feeling the head get past her sphincter muscles. “It’s so fucking big, oh my god..” It hurt so much and she tried to stifle her cries of pain while she impaled herself, forcing herself to take more of his cock into her ass. She clenched her teeth and began sobbing, shaking her head.
“I can’t do it, fuck fuck fuck.. It hurts so much!”
“Do it or I’ll kill you right now.”
Alyssa made a defeated, pained noise and pushed herself further down, taking more of his meat. Losing patience, Alex gripped her hips tightly and pushed her down all the way, forcing her to take his entire cock. She screamed out in agony, breathing hard.
“Ride it. Now.” His tone was angry. He was tired of waiting for her. He didn’t care what kind of pain she was in. All he cared about was his own pleasure.
Alyssa closed her eyes and began rocking herself on his cock, feeling as though her ass was on fire. His meat stretched her hole wide apart and her insides sprawled to allow each penetration as she took him in and out. The man groaned in pleasure and pushed his hips up to meet her ass, allowing for a deeper penetration. “You feel so good, baby,” he moaned, tightening his grip on her hips to bruise the skin. “But now, it’s my turn to take control.”
Alex pushed her off his cock and sat up quickly, grabbing her by her hair to push her on her hands and knees. “Arch your back,” he instructed as he got behind her. Spitting on his cock, he shoved it back into her asshole, paying no mind to her screams. He began fucking her asshole in a rough, fast pace, causing his balls to slap against her cunt each time. Once again, the bed creaked and rocked with their bodies and Alyssa’s hanging breasts moved to the rhythm of his thrusts.
Alex reached his arm around to play with Alyssa’s clit while he fucked her asshole. By now, she had stopped screaming. His fingers rubbed in quick circles around the sensitive nub, sending little waves of pleasure through her body. She focused on those sensations to get her through the pain. Soon, she was moaning wantonly, her eyes glazed over. She was utterly broken.
The man continued to push his cock in and out of her asshole, picking up the pace as he felt his orgasm approaching. Alyssa too was on the verge of a climax. He kept fucking her and rubbing her clit as he came inside her ass in a torrent of cum. She cried out, tensing and squirming as the waves of pleasure consumed her and she came undone, reaching orgasm by the hand of the very man who had repeatedly raped her. Alex pumped her ass a few more times before pulling out. She collapsed onto the bed in a panting mess and Alex lay down beside her, pulling an arm around her waist to pull her close.
“Will you let me go now? I did everything you wanted,” she whispered, turning to look up at him sheepishly through her lashes.
“Not a chance.” He locked his arms around her back and pushed her breasts to his chest, pressing on the bruises covering her body.
She sighed, wondering why she wasn’t feeling shocked, angry or frightened. Perhaps it was because she had given up hope. She accepted what was happening to her. She accepted that she was helpless. All she felt was fatigue and pain.
Resting her head against his chest, she closed her eyes and began to drift off into a deep sleep. Strangely, she thought she saw him gently kiss her forehead before sleep took her.

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Forced to be a Fuck Doll IV

The men who came and retrieved Ashlynn from the penthouse after the party laughed at the plug in her pussy that was keep in all of the men’s cum that was funneled into her. They demanded that she leave it in until her bath time the next morning. After she was bathed she was taken to a place where her legs and pussy were waxed thoroughly then she was put in something not unlike a hospital gown and made to wait in a room. Ashlynn was beyond the point of crying and she was just hoping that things didn’t get any worse.
Finally one of the attendant men came in and said “Get up, let’s go…I’ve got to deliver you out to the country.”
Once inside the van Ashlynn dared to ask the driver where she was being taken.
The man laughed and said, “Some rich dude is in town for a couple weeks and wants a slave.”
Amazingly Ashlynn was glad to hear that it was only one man…but and then grew worried about the length of time and all that could happen in two weeks.
“Oh, yeah, we chose you because he requested one of the fresher sluts and one with a virgin ass. Haha…so, I’m guessing it won’t be unused for long.” The man taunted her.
Ashlynn hoped to herself that it wasn’t true and that the attendant was just being cruel as usual.
After about 45 minutes the van stopped and Ashlynn was led out and unblindfolded. She saw a beautiful country house with a large landscaped yard. She was led inside the house and into a a hunter’s lodge like decorated livingroom. There was a huge fireplace and large bear skin rug in front of it. The attendant told her to get on her knees and he sat on a couch to wait.
After a minute or two a man entered the room and greeted the worker. He looked to be about 40 and had dark brown hair with some slight grey peppered here and there. Ashlynn had to admit that he was quite handsome.
“So, here’s my slave…Stand her up and let’s have a look” The man nonchalantly ordered.
The worker jumped up off the couch and roughly pulled Ashlynn off the floor before she could do so by herself. He quickly ripped off her hospital gown leaving her completely naked and exposed…by default she tried to cover her tits and and pussy with her hands. The older man strode over and slapped her hands down.
“You have a lot to learn, slave, but I love breaking them in. You will only speak when spoken to and you will always address me as ‘Master’. You will only refer to yourself in third person as the ‘the slut’ or whatever…feel free to get creative!” The man said to her with a huge smile on his face. His eyes were scanning her entire body and his hands grazing her tits, pinching at her nipples, and prodding at various parts of her.
“Alright, slut, turn around…let’s look at that ass.”
She began to turn around and was was immediately backhanded in the face by the man,
“I gave you an order and you didn’t respond! you’re already breaking the rules, stupid.”
After the shock of the blow wore off she manged to whisper “Yes, master.” and then turned around.
The man who will now be referred to as Master began slapping her ass a couple times and then turned back to the attendant.
“Alright, she’ll do. You can leave now.”
“Well, first things first…on your knees, cunt. You’re my fucking pet while I’m visiting and you’ll be crawling the whole time.”
“Yes, master.” Ashlynn said as she quickly dropped her knees, not wanting to be hit again.
“Good, slut…Now here’s a reward.” He picked up a case from a nearby coffee table and pulled out what seemed to be a black dog collar. He placed it around her neck. “Now you’re a proper pet. And you’re in luck because I’m done with work for the day and can give your training my full attention.” He pick up a small cat o’nine tails whip and lashed her ass with it making her whimper.
“Let’s go downstairs.” He led her down some stairs, kind of difficult to do while crawling, and once she was down she saw kind of a makeshift dungeon set up. The floors were cement, there was a large cage in the corner, a wooden table, various ropes, toys, and devices hanging on the walls. Ashlynn immediately began to grow more fearful.
“Now, let’s have a more detailed inspection.” He grapped a length of rope that fell down from the ceiling across a rafter and tied both her wrists with it. He then began pulling on the other end which hoisted her up to her feet. Much to Ashlynn’s dismay he kept pulling until only a few of her toes could touch the ground, causing her extreme discomfort.
“Spread those legs, you cow.” Master yelled and he hit her inner thighs with the whip. She immediately spread them. He began pressing her exposed cunt with the whip, almost shoving it up inside her. “Alright, it seems like a decent cunt…but I’ll have to spread it out to get a better look.”
He walked over to one of the racks on the wall and began sorting through some things, and then brought back a box. He pulled out 2 metal clamps that were kinda similar to jumper cables…each had a couple inches of chain with two clamps on each end.
He pinched one clamp onto one of her pussy lips and Ashlynn let out a squeak as the dull metal teeth of the clamp bit into her tender pussy lip. He then pulled on it and clamped the other end to some soft inner thigh skin pulling the chain taut and opening her pussy up. He then repeated this with the other pussy lip and Ashlynn was starting to tear up. Her feet were in pain at the awkward stance and her pussy lips and inner thighs were throbbing and stinging at the pressure of the clamps. Strangely though, the cool air on her spread pussy felt good to Ashlynn.
Master examined her open cunt more thoroughly and nodded his approval. He began lightly whipping it at with his whip, and then slowly increased the harshness. She winced as she felt the leather straps lashing at her clit and inner pussy. He was also lashing at her inner thighs and Ashlynn could see that her pussy and thighs were quickly turning red.
“Okay, good. Now I’m going to start training you to love pain…then you’ll be begging me to torture your dirty little cunt.” He reached in the box and pulled out a small vibrator bud that was attached to a cord and could be controlled by him. “Now listen, I’m going to shove this up your little pussy and I’m going to keep whipping you…it’s your choice if you want to hold your pussy tight to keep it…but I’ll whip you regardless.”
He shoved the vibrator inside easily and immediately turned it on, the sensation was a pleasurable change from all the pain and Ashlynn found herself immediately tightening to keep it inside. He began using the ship on her spread cunt again, the lashes going up her ass crack as well as almost inside her pussy hole. The vibrator was making her wet and she soon began to notice she was dripping on the floor…but it wasn’t enough to put her over the edge. However, each time she felt one of the lashes, especially on her clit, she was brought a littler nearer to climax. She blocked out the pain and only focused on the pressure building inside her pussy…she desperately wanted to explode. She was awakened from her pleasure trance by a slap in the face.
“Hey, cunt, you will not cum without permission.”
“Yes, Master.”
He began using the whip on her tits and her nipples grew hard and eventually raw. She looked down to see them red and striped with marks. She began smacking her open pussy with the palm of hand…spanking her clit. The pain was so intense that she was actually unsure whether it was pain or actually pleasure she began gyrating her hips, awkwardly in her stance, and was trying to hold back on climaxing. Finally he said,
“Alright, you may cum, slave.” And then began whipping her its even faster and harder while still furiously spanking her drenched slit. That put her over the edge and she immediately orgasmd, the vibrator slid out the floor with a slurping noise, and her whole body shuddered and she moaned with pain and delight. In that moment of bliss, Ashlynn did feel like a pet for a second…just an animal to be used. However, that was quickly over he slapped one of her tits with an extremely forceful blow…she lost her balance for a moment and the rope dug painfully into her wrists before she regained balance.
“You’re supposed to thank me right away you ungrateful little slut.” He spit on her face.
“Thank you, Master. Thank you for making me cum.” She could feel the glob of his saliva run down her cheek and she was instantly embarrassed at having orgasmed. How I could I actually like this? She let her head hang down.
“Well, that’s better…still though, I don’t think I’ll let you cum for the rest of the day. I don’t put up with spoiled little fuck pets.” Instead of letting her down as Ashlynn has hoped he began rummaging through the box again, and brought out another two little clamps but this time with little weights on the end of them connected with chain. He attached them to her nipples which were already swollen and raw from the whip. The pain made Ashlynn bite down on her lip.
“I think we’ll leave on the clamps on your cunt…let you dry out. Tell me how fucking wet and dirty you are, slut. Tell me how much you loved to be whipped.”
“The slut loves to be whipped, Master…her dirty cunt is dripping from being tortured. The little fuck pet can’t get enough.” Ashlynn whimpered with her eyes closed…it was so hard to say aloud, but she didn’t want to be hit again. Her sore nipples were pulled down by the weights and Ashlynn couldn’t help but think about how ridiculous she looked. Her sloppy pussy spread wide, her thighs red and covered with welts, her breasts red and striped with marks as well, her nipples being pulled down, and dried spit on her face. She didn’t know how she could handle two weeks of this.
“Well, slimy, I’m hungry and going upstairs to eat so you won’t ruin my appetite. Just have fun hanging out here.” As soon as he said it he began to laugh, “hahahaha, ‘hanging’! Get it?” Ashlynn didn’t say anything.
“Ah, it’s probably way over your head, you dumb piece of fuck meat.”
He then turned his back to her and walked upstairs leaving Ashlynn in tears.
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After what seemed like at least and hour Ashlynn heard the door open and was actually happy for it, she was in immense pain and had been praying for unconsciousness. Once he was down the stairs he gave her a big smile. “Alright, kitty, it’s time for you to come down.” He untied her wrists and unable to keep her balance on her cramped toes she feel flat on her face. He laughed at her a tossed a doggy bowl on to the floor filled with scraps of pizza. “Hurry up and eat so we can get back to training, slut.”
By default Ashlynn reached out to grab a crust with her hand and he immediately kicked her in the ribs.
“No! What part of being a fuck pet don’t you understand? No hands, stupid.”
“Yes, master.” Ashlynn said and lowered her head to the bowl and began eating. It wasn’t much food so it didn’t take long. He then directed her to get up on the wooden table and lay on her back.
“Alright, we’ll take these off now” He said gesturing to the clamps on her pussy and nipples. Surprisingly, taking them off was extremely painful and and Ashlynn saw the indentations left on her pussy lips which were still kind of hanging agape, and that her nipples were completely red, swollen, and hard.
“Turn over on your stomach…it’s time to inspect that virgin ass.”
Ashlynn turned over on her stomach, just relieved to be able to lie down after so long.
“Hey, stupid, reach your hands back her and spread these ass cheeks…you’re the fucking slave here.” He ordered.
She reached back and spread her ass for him. She was so humiliated.
“Oh yeah, nice. It’s closed up tight. Now, we have to get it ready…if I’m going to do you the favor of fucking your ass, it’s definitely not going to be a dirty one.” He said. Ashlynn wanted to protest and beg him to not violate her there…but she knew it was futile.
He brought around a metal stand with a IV bag attached to it, just like at hospitals, and filled with a what seemed to be a couple gallons of water. He began messing around with some tubes from what she could tell, it was hard to see her laying on her stomach and trying to keep her ass cheeks held open.
“Alright, here we go.” He said cheerfully and harshly pushed in a nozzle into her asshole. Her ass immediately tightenend and she felt extreme discomfort. She had had an enema earlier in the week…but it wasn’t with as near as much water as it seemed Master wanted to use.
She began whimpering as she could feel her insides cramping and her belly swell.
“Raise up on your knees so your ass is pointing up in the air.” He said as he slapped her ass. Ashlynn obeyed and the pressure of the hard table was relieved but as more water filled her she saw her stomach expand even more. The sensation was so strange and she began to cry and just when she felt like her insides her going to explode he stopped and Ashlynn saw that the IV bag was empty. She let out a tearful sigh of relief. He ordered her to tighten her ass and switched the tub with a plug and yelled at her to get off the table.
“Careful, don’t let the plug pop out and get the nasty shit water all over my floor. If you do then you can guarantee that you’ll be sleeping in it tonight. Now, walk around…we want it to get you all cleaned out.”
Ashlynn began awkwardly walking around, the pressure on her stomach and asshole were unbearable and made it difficult to move. Master just laughed, “Come on, slut, give me a little dance!”
Ashlynn hung her head down with shame and began dancing around…hardly dancing…just kind of moving her hips around. “Come on! Shake those tits and ass!”
Ashlynn was shaking her tits and wiggling her ass with tears streaming down her face. She almost looked like she was pregnant…a collared and swollen red fuck pet stupidly dancing around with a plug shoved up her ass.
“Alright, knock it off…now come over here.” He led her over to the other side of the basement where there was a large metal trough and ordered her to get in and get on her hands and knees. He walked back to the other side, opened up a closet, and brought out a video camera already on a tripod. He was smiling as he brought it over to her and positioned it behind her facing her ass.
“Alright, you dirty cunt, I want you to try as hard as you can to blow that plug out and spray the enema out. Do it!”
Not really needing any encouragement, despite the video camera, she was just so uncomfortable she squeezed and tightened her ass passage in an attempt to shoot the plug out. Surprisingly it didn’t pop out right away and she tried harder, making little grunting noises for her efforts.
“Come on, try harder, little piggy.” He taunted, imitating her grunts.
Finally with one final and hard push, the plug popped out of her and she felt a stream of water begin to gush and spray out of her. It was such relief but the stream seemed endless and she imagined how gross she looked, on her hands and knees with enema water wildly spraying out of her ass. Finally it all trickled out and Master walked over to shut off the camera.
“Not bad, pig slut, I guess you were pretty clean too.” He grabs a hose and sprays her ass off, and then decides to just spray her all down…focusing mainly on pussy and face with ice cold and extremely pressurized water.
“Alright…now time to dirty it up again!” He yelled and dragged her out of the trough. Ashylnn could sense all this activity since she arrived had been exciting him and he was ready to release all those pent up urges. He viciously dragged her to the table, threw her upper body onto it so she was bent over it, spread her legs and pulled his hard dick out his pants. It was about 7 inches long with pretty girthy and when Ashlynn saw it out of the corner of her eye she began to panic. She immediately started to resist and was trying to claw her way out his grasp…the first time she had to tried to physically fight since her capture. He wasn’t having any of it and grabbed her hair on the back of her head and slammed her face down onto the table.
“You’ll pay for this disobedience, cunt!” He growled as he shoved her hard cock inside her pussy, he thrust it in a couple times just to get it wet and then rammed in right into her asshole. Ashlynn screamed bloddy murder as the pain shot through her. She was sure that she was being torn in half and she feel her ass contracting uncomfortably.
“You are my fucking property, cow. A pet…literally just like a fucking up blow up fuck doll…your ass is mine.” He snarled into her ear as he rammed his dick inside her over and over again, shoving her hips into the table…she could feel them bruise. Ashlynn was still screaming over an dover again but was so delirious with pain that she didn’t even realize it. Finally she felt a hot burst as he came and her ass filled up with his semen. He screams trailed off and she was just moaning and whimpering incoherently, she expected him to pull out but he didnt.
” Just so you get the point, I’ll also be using you as a toilet for awhile, piggy.” Before she could even understand what he meant she felt another hot stream in her asshole, but more powerful and wet. She realized he was pissing inside her ass.
“Now if you know what’s good for you, you’ll hold that ass tight and keep that piss inside you.” He demanded. She was way beyond the point of disobeying and just did as he asked. He pulled out and there a little popping noise from the vaccuum of her ass when he pulled out. He reached for another anal plug was pushed it inside her.
“There…you dirty little slut, you can just be a fucking piss bucket for tonight. You love it! Don’t you?” He asked.
Still bent over the table, with her cheek up against the wood, completely defeated she whimpered, ” I love it, Master. I love being your little fuck pet and piss holder.”
He laughed, “I knew it! You’re so dirty…you love being a fuck slave…you’re useless for anything else and you know it.” He grabbed her off the table by pulling on her hair and led her to the large cage in the corner. He cuffed her ankles and hands together and set her on top of a thin blanket in the cage.
“Alright, piglet, goodnight. Hopefully, tomorrow you’ll behave better and I won’t have to punish you so harshly.” He pat her on the head, locked up the cage, and started to walk up the stairs. Not even caring that piss was plugged up her ass, Ashlynn closed her eyes and welcomed sleep.
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LUST OR REGRET YOU DECIDE

Young man fall in love with a mature woman and meets her daughter and while the girlfriends away the daughter and her friend want to have sex with her moms boyfriend

My Humiliation

A large crowd of older boys stood around the room watching and laughing. They drank their beers and cheered him on.

The VTP Stud Ranch

A woman of 21 was walking down the almost dark streets of the cities less traveled streets. She had buttock length hair, which would be even longer when it was unbraided. She was a little heavy, but by the way she was built you couldn’t tell that she weighed in at 260. She looked more along the lines of 230. Which on the streets normally gave her an advantage in certain situations. Today instead of her normal outfit of a muscle shirt, sneakers, and slacks, she wore instead a six inch pair of stiletto boots, loose fitting mini skirt, and a tube top. She strolled the streets casually and carefully surveying her surroundings she knew them well but after living on the streets since the age of 14 she had learned that letting your guard down can lead to terrible things. So she didn’t do it very often. She watched has a black van drove past the only windows that could be seen through were the front ones. It looked like a company work van, one where they didn’t want you to see what was in the back so the windows were non-existent. That was the third time it had rolled past. Then a fourth, and then a fifth. On the fifth it stopped at an opening on the curbside. The passenger rolled down his window. He called out to her.
“Hey can you help us find this address we can’t seem to find it.”
“Sure.” She called out and she walked over the van. He handed her the paper on which the address was written. She read the address over, started muttering to herself. Then turned to the man. “This Is on the other side of town.”
The man looked at her wide eyed. “It is? How do we get over there?” She started to give directions to the men when she heard the side door of the van open she had no time to turn around, before a knife was at her throat and a hand was over her mouth. Then she heard a man whisper in her ear. “Do as you told and you wont get hurt.”
The front passenger put his head out the window. “Hurry up boys get her inside we aint got all night. We gotta be back by morning, the boys will be waiting for breakfast.”
One of the other men replied. “Yes sir.” 2 men came in front of her as the man that had the knife to her throat started pulling her back towards the van. The other 2 men helped lift her inside. The door slammed shut as the car lurched forward. One of the men grabbed some rope and tied her feet together tight. The she was rolled on her stomach.
Before he removed the knife from her throat and the hand from her mouth he asked her. “Your not gonna scream are ya cause I really don’t want to have to kill ya.” She nodded, and he removed the knife from her throat and the hand from her mouth. Then he said. “Put your hands behind your back. She hesitated. “NOW!!!!” She did and almost immediately felt the cold steel of hand cuffs and the clicking of them locking in place. Her legs where then brought up and tied to the hand cuffs. She was now hog tied and completely helpless. One by one they cut off each article of clothing, except for the stiletto’s.
One of the men grabbed her braided hair and pulled her head up, and looked her in the eyes and said “Now open wide.” She hesitated. She was disorientated and confused. She had no idea what was happening. “DO IT NOW!!!” He growled at her. She opened her mouth wide and a gag was inserted, then buckled around her head. Then he looked her over. “Well pretty thing your not going to need these anymore. At least not until we sell you.” Then him and the other 2 men in the back of the van began laughing, as the man slid her glasses from her face. “You have a long ride ahead of you hunny night night.” Then a damp clothe was placed over her nose and within seconds she was knocked out cold.
The men talked amongst themselves through the 5hr drive to their place. The man in the front passenger seat opened a small window to the back. “Hey boys we’re almost there finish getting her ready.”
One of the men said “Ok boss. Will do.” It was a little hard getting the full leather hood on, since she was knocked out. The hood was designed for the mouth to be open, but have the eyes and ears covered when wanted. When they put the hood on only the leather blind folds were still in place. The van came to a stop, and the side door slid open. It took all 5 men to get her out of the van.
“Ok boys into the barn.”
“Yes, sir.” The other 4 replied.
They had brought her to what appeared to be a ranch. With many acres of land. The 5 men carried her into the barn and around into a stall. There in the floor there was a pole that came out of the floor. It looked almost like a bird perch, and the height could be adjusted if needed. On the floor there were O bolts in the floor about 8 feet apart with chains attached to each one. About 12 feet in front of the pole in the ground was another O bolt with a chain attached.
“Put her on the floor. Fred go get the cuffs.”
“Yes, sir.” Fred said and ran off to get them.
“Ok we need to start untying her, get her stood up and bent over the pole.” The men did as they we’re told with much ease almost as if they had done this before. They were bending her over the pole as Fred arrived. Fred rushed in and began placing the leather cuffs one on each ankle and one on each wrist and as each was placed another would step in and lock it onto the chain till all were attached. The chains were still lose at this point, they wanted to see her fight as they stretched her out and at the same time telling her what was going to become of her pretty body. “Ok. Bring out the smelling salts we only have a few more hours before they boys wake up and want their breakfast.” Said the man in charge with a giant grin, looking the hung woman’s naked body over. Fred brought in the smelling salts and put them under her nose. She jerked up, or at least tried because she couldn’t go far with her hands chained to the floor. She couldn’t see anything, she tried talking but her mouth was full of a knotted rope gag. Then she started fighting the bonds in which held her, screaming through the gag. The guy in charge came up behind her, grabbed her under her chin and pulled her into him. “Now hun you really don’t want to hurt yourself. Be quite and still and listen and then you will learn.” He said to her. Then he turned to the others “Tighten the chains take them as far as you can without seriously injuring our guest. We do want her to be able to play later this morning.” “
Yes, sir.” One of the men replied. He stepped in front of the woman and grabbed the chains and began to pull. The man let go of her chin and laughed as he watched her scream and thrash about. The man pulling on the chain pulled till her hands were within 4in of the ground in a diagonal position and locked it in place. Which left her nice round ass high in the air.
“Ok boys we need to spread her legs too. They’ll want a good look at what they’ll be able to have.” She couldn’t protest at this point since they pulled both legs apart at the same time. They spread her legs wide, till she thought they would break off her body and then the pulling stopped. The men locked the chains in position and then raised the bar in which they had bent her over till it hit her hips. “There we go all ready now. I can’t have you on the floor before they see you.” The man in charge said. Then she felt him rubbing himself against her ass, his cock getting hard. Then she hears. “Hmmm. What ya think boys should we take her for a spin?”
She heard all 4 say in unisons “Yes.”
“I get her first as always.”
“We know boss.”
“Good.” The man grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, and said “Your going to take my cock and your going to the whole thing which ever hole I put it in even if I have to force it. She heard the unbuckling of a belt then the zipper of pants. The gag was removed from her mouth and before she had time to catch her breath a huge swollen cock was forced inside. “Suck on it bitch get me nice and hard so I can take that sweet tight ass of yours.” She started sucking but it wasn’t enough for him so he stepped forward as close as he could get. Then he grabbed a bigger chunk of her hair slammed his hips up as he forced her head down. She heard him moan as she gagged over and over again. He had forced it into her throat. She didn’t think any man could get that big. He was all the way down her throat. She didn’t know it but that man was 14 ½ inches and a little thicker then a beer can. He started throat fucking her hard, letting her gag repeatedly for minutes, forcing her head to stay in place. After 2 or 3 minutes of throat fucking he’d let her up for a small intake of air and then force her down again. Laughing at her as he listened to her gag. “Good little bitch. You’ll take this cock 5 times a day if not more and your gonna like it.” She kept gagging as he forcibly throat fucked her hard. “MMMMMMM. Good little whore I’m nice and hard now and your bent over, ass waiting for my big cock to take it.” He said with his cock still down her throat. He pulled out of her mouth, and walked around behind her. “I’m gonna love this aint I sweety. Your ass never been taken?” The woman couldn’t speak she just shook her head. “Good cause I’m gonna love to hear the scream.” She could feel him rubbing the head of his cock up and down her ass crack but all she could do was pant after having been forced to gag for so long on his huge cock. There was little warning as he lined the head of his cock up with her ass hole and thrust it in. She screamed a blood curtailing scream, as he force his entire 14 ½ inches inside her in one thrust. She began crying as he fucked her ass harder and harder. “Be a good little whore a take it all. Take it all you little bitch.” The more she screamed and cried the harder and faster he fucked her. “MMMMM. I think I could get used to you, bitch. You can take my entire shaft in your ass and mouth. MMMMMMMM.” Then she heard him moan and could feel him shoot is load deep inside her ass. “Mmm. Yes baby just the way I like it.” He kept pumping his hips till all his cum had been released and he had shrunk down. “She’s all yours boys.” He said. Then whack. There was a sharp stinging on her ass. The man had hit her with a riding crop.
Then she could hear the other 4 fighting over her. They finally agreed that 2 could fuck her at a time. One in the mouth and one in the pussy or ass which ever they prefer. She could hear them striping then she felt a man rubbing his man hood up and down her slits. As if deciding which one he wanted. All of a sudden her head was pulled up by her hair. She opened her mouth there was no point in fighting at this point she was completely and utterly helpless and out number 4 to 1 maybe 5 to 1. The guy forced his cock down her throat causing her to gag he held her there. “Ah. That feels so good. The constricting of your throat around my hard shaft. MMMMMM. Nice.”
The guy behind her decided it would be nice to take her ass too. She could feel the head of his cock on her ass hole. He said. “Make her gag really hard well I force it in and keep her gagging the entire time man. I love listening to them gag on cock well I fuck their ass and I love the feel when the ass constricts with every gag.”
“Ready?“
The other guys says. “Yeah.”
And then he forced her head far down on his cock as far as he could. And the other guy forced his cock in her ass as she started gagging. They got a rhythm going one fucking her throat almost never letting her breathe but keeping her constantly gagging for the guy fucking her ass. The guy fucking her ass was fucking her hard and deep. So hard that her hips hurt from hitting the bars that kept her from kneeling, laying, or sitting. The guy throat fucking her says “Freddy you almost ready to cum because I’m about to shoot a huge load down her throat.”
“Yeah, man.”
“Good.” He forced his cock farther down her throat causing her to gag more and more till he shot a huge wad down her throat. She could feel it dripping down. At the same time the other guy shot his load deep in her ass. The process was repeated except this time it was her throat and pussy that was being fucked. All she could feel was terror when the abuse was over.
What will happen to me next she thought. They had left the gag from her mouth she remained quite out of fear. The hood was still in place and she was in total darkness. She heard a bell ring several times. Shortly afterwards the shuffling of feet. Then she heard the man that had raped her first say. “Ok boys. We have a new mare just inside that stall. Take a looksy and if you like. she’s yours along with any of the other studs on this property that want her.”
The boys came rushing into the stall in which she was tied and hooded. Hands started groping and feeling her, being stuck inside her. “We wanna keep her. She’s pertty. We can all take her before we eat right?
“Yes you can. Just now I have to explain somethings to her before ya’ll get started k?”
“Yes, sir.” They replied.
“Girl I know you can’t see me but you can hear me. You are now the property of The VTP Stud Ranch. You will be fucked by whom ever wants to and any of the clients studs, that have paid to have their studs fuck woman on this farm. You will get my stable hands twice a day. Its part of their pay. This morning after they are done with you I have several clients that their studs need a good fucking. If you survive this first round this morning come afternoon you shall be branded and made up to our preferences’. Ok boys she’s all yours and remember you know which horses need the fucking when all of ya are done right.”
They nodded their heads.
“Good now get along get what needs to be done before morning meal done before bell toll.”
There were 20 guys that fucked her that morning 2 at a time each depositing their cum inside her. She got a hard fucking, ass and pussy sore, throat raw from cock being forced in and out of it. Her ass and pussy dripped cum. Then she heard the clip clop of horse hooves. She felt its hot breathe on her ass and pussy as it sniffed her. Then it mounted her. Its huge member searching for a hole and as it found one she began to scream. “NNNNOOOO!!!! Please don’t do this to me. Please.” she began crying. Then the horses huge member found a hole. The horse thrust is 17 inches and very huge girth deep into her ass. She cried out in pain. The horse thrust harder and harder, faster and faster. It forced its entire cock into her. She felt as if his huge member would come out her mouth. The stud humped her faster and harder, pawing her back and leaving hoof size bruises. It seemed to go on for ever. Till finally she felt his throbbing cock pulsate and start to shoot wad after wad of cum till it gushed around his cock and out onto the floor. After he shrank he dismounted her and walked off.
She let out a sigh. Thinking it was all over for now, but she was wrong. In came another horse he to mounted her. This time the stallions huge member found her pussy. He thrust in and out, in and out, faster and faster. With each thrust his member hit her clit. She tried at first to ignore it. She didn’t like what they were forcing her to do and become, but she was overcome by the pleasure. Before the stud could shot its wad she let herself orgasm 6 times. Her 7th came when the young stud himself started shooting his wad inside her. His semen was to much for her small pussy cavity to hold and it soon gushed around his throbbing member which was still shooting off its load. Then the horse dismounted and was gone.
One of the stable hands entered the stall and said “Open wide.” She opened her mouth and a rubber gag was inserted, it was then buckled behind her head, and then the rubber gag started getting bigger. It was being inflated. The man inflated it to the point where she almost started gagging on it. Then the hearing sensory deprivation device went on and every thing now seemed hopeless.
She had no idea how long she had been left in the stall. All sense of time was lost. She didn’t know what was going on. Then she felt a hand on each side of her hips. She could feel a huge cock head being rubbed up and down her slits and then pushed into her ass. It slid in a lot easier this time as her ass was still dripping cum. She could feel the mans cock throbbing and he got more forceful with every thrust. As if trying to plunge is dick deeper inside her. Then she felt him pull out and jumped at the surprise of hot semen being shot on her hack.
A collar was then placed around her neck, her feet were the first to be untied, then her wrist. She slowly straightened up. Still in her six inch stiletto’s she didn’t want to fall over. Some one grabbed her hair and also the collar and pulled her along. She stepped carefully as she was still blindfolded and she couldn’t hear either. They stopped and she was forced to her knees., and bent over. Her hands where tied down to a lower rail and her collar was tied to a rail just above that one. Her feet were then tied together.
From the outside view, the woman was tied to a fence her huge breast hanging free, her ass out. Near by there was a bed of hot coal with an iron rod sticking out of the coals. One of the men puts on a heavy duty glove grabs the iron rod out of the hot coals and you can she that they are about to brand her like they would a cow or horse. As the man places the hot branding iron on her hip she jumps, but its mark is permanently burnt into her skin. Then another guy walks up with piercing equipment and begins to pierce each nipple placing a ring in each one. As each one goes in a 5lb weight is snapped on. The woman is quivering in pain, and you can tell that the men are enjoying it way too much. The man that pierced the nipples slapped her tits causing the weights to sway back and forth. She woman is now beyond quivering, she is shaking. They finally take the entire hood off of her. Then they untie her feet and take off her boots. Then they untie her from the fence and pull her to her feet. Her knees are weak but they force her to hold her footing. She looks down at the ground and tears streak down her cheeks. They lead her to an old thick oak tree, where chains hang from one of the thick branches. They tie her hands to the chains and hoist her slowly up off the ground, till her feet are a good 6 inches off the ground. The weights still attached to the nipple rings. She was shaking and crying from pain and the swinging made it worse. She looked up at her hands and then hung her head. A man came up behind her and in his hand was a riding crop. He brought it back and with a hard swing, smacked her across the back with it. Her head shot up and back and she let out a loud scream. Her body swinging back and forth more. From the look on her face you could tell the pain was becoming unbearable.
The man in charge walk up and stood in front of her. “Scream all you want. The nearest house from here is 100 miles away. There’s no one here but us to hear your screams and we love hearing them.”
The man behind her with the riding crop smacked her back even harder the second time. She screamed again and began crying hard. She was swinging faster now the weights on her nipples swinging along with her, causing her great pain. She hung her head again, crying hard. The man with the riding crop walked off and she was left to hang.
Some time later she was lowered from the tree and lead to a fence. She was forced to bend over, then they tied her hands to one of the lower rails.. Spread her feet apart and tied them to the posts. The weights were left to free hang and caused her great pain.
Then the man in charge walk up in front of her, grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. “Open wide.” he says. She opened her mouth. “Good girl.” He guided his cock into her mouth and then he forced it down her throat. She started gagging over and over again. She couldn’t breathe and he wouldn’t let her. He fucked her throat fast and hard. Laughing at her as she gagged. “MMMMM. Baby that feels so good.” he pulled out long enough for her to get a gulp of air and then his cock went straight back down her throat. “I love the feel of the constriction of your throat around my cock every time you gag. Keep taking. Take it all bitch. Take it all.” He became rougher and rougher as he throat fucked her. Letting her get less and less air as he forced his dick down her throat. She couldn’t stop gagging on his huge member. “MMMM. Here it comes bitch. Take my wad and swallow it all.” He thrust harder and deeper as he moaned well he released his wad down her throat. “MMMMM. So good.” He continued to thrust till his cock shrunk. “Get her in the barn. Set her up for the next round.”
“Ok.” A man came up behind her. He untied he feet from the posts and then her hands from the rail. Grabbed her by the hair and dragged her into the barn, to the stall which she knew she had been in but never seen. She took a good look at the stall before she was forced to bend over the pole near the rear of the stall.One of the other stable boys came in and tied her hands in place, well another 2 spread her legs apart and tied them in place. She began crying again. She knew what was going to happen, and she didn’t want it.
The man in charge came into the stall. “Your lucky hunny. Normally you’d have to take the stable hands twice a day like I told you earlier but its getting late and we have a huge order to fill.” He began laughing “Set up the camera’s boys, gag her good, then bring in Charely. Make sure to close the stall door behind you and then lock it.”
“Yes, sir.” the stable hands replied. They began rushing about setting up camera’s, and they forced the inflatable gag into her mouth. Then there was the sound of heavy hoof falls. She looked between her legs to see the hoofs and legs of a large draft horse behind her. She watched as the stall door slammed shut and she was left with the behemoth, for the night.

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My Night in Room 303

I’d heard a lot of stories about The Omni Parker House in Boston. All of them claiming it to be haunted. Now don’t get me wrong, I believed ghosts were possible. But I didn’t believe in all those TV shows. But I was finally going to get to do my own investigation. I stood outside looking up at the looming building. People were glancing at me awkwardly as they passed me on the street. Probably because of what I was wearing. A black tank top, black cargo pants, a fedora, black high tops, and my blue John Lennon-style glasses. Or it could’ve been my weight. I was on the heavier side but I still thought I was beautiful.
From behind me I heard someone speaking in an English accent. I turned around to see one of the guides giving a ghost tour. It was the guide that I had taken the history tour with a few years back. We still kept in touch. He saw me and I gave him a quick wave. He returned it then continued on. I looked up once more at the building, adjusted my bag over my shoulder, and headed inside. Pulling the letter out of my back pocket. I walked up to the hotel desk.
“Can I have the key to Room 303?” The man behind the desk gave me a confused look.
“I’m sorry,” he paused to take a look at me.
“…miss. But that room is not open to the public. As you may know only one person allowed in that room; Stephen King.”
“Oh I know. And I have permission from him right here.” I showed him the letter. I had written to King asking him permission for the room and him, being the not only brilliant author but AWESOME dude he was, had hand-written me a letter granting permission. And not only did he grant me permission, he promised to pay for a night in the hotel.
The guy behind the desk read over the letter and reluctantly reached down for the key. He handed it to me.
“Here you go. Now, because the room is so unoccupied we haven’t cleaned it in a while. It’ll take about an hour to clean up so you may enjoy the sights of Boston or enjoy the hotel bar.”
“Thank you very much.” I took the key and headed into the bar. It was sometime around 9 and I needed some kind of pick-me up. I ordered rum on the rocks and sat there sipping my drink. Suddenly, I heard a deep voice behind me.
“Well hello there. And what brings a beautiful demoness like you to this hotel tonight?”  I took in a deep breath, took another sip and turned to face this man. I was taken aback by him. He was stunning.
His eyes were red like crimson blood. His hair was jet back and slightly spiked. I couldn’t tell exactly how tall he was but he looked about 6’2″, 6 inches taller than me. His lips were in a perfect Cupid’s bow shape. His muscles were well toned. Not huge but nice. After staring at him another minute, I finally found myself.
“Interesting. I’ve been called a number of things but never a demoness. But if you must know I’m checking out the strange occurrences in the hotel.” A smile tugged at his lips and there was an evil glint in his eyes. He moved his hand to my thigh.
“Well how about we create our own occurrence.” I could feel myself getting wet but I remembered why I was really here.
“Back off. I’m here on business.” He moved his hand away from my thigh but the smile still remained. He caressed my cheek.
“Very well. Until we meet again.” and then he turned and disappeared into a crowd of people. I returned to my drink when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Listen buddy, I already told you…” but when I turned to face him, it was the hotel manager.
“Oh sorry, I thought you were someone else.” He moved his hand away and said,
“I just wanted to tell you that your room is ready.”
“Oh, thank you.” I finished my drink, dropped a twenty on the table and headed up to my room. I got into the elevator and pressed the button to go up to my floor. All the while I kept thinking about that guy at the bar. He was so handsome. And his voice was full of lust and passion. If I had been here for a different reason, I might’ve gone for him. I got out and started down the hallway.
I got about four steps down the hall when I heard footsteps behind me. I looked around but nobody was there. I shook my head. ‘I’m either imagining things or this might be a ghost’ I thought to myself. I kept walking down until I finally reached my room. I unlocked the door an entered.
The first thing I did was drop my bag on the floor. I hadn’t brought much. A change of clothes, a notebook, my toothbrush and deodorant, a regular digital camera, and a video recording camera. I took in the sights of my room. It was like my dream room. The sheets and pillows on the bed were black. The walls were painted green and the floors were hardwood. It was not just a room, but a suite. It had a living area and a bedroom with a bathroom extending off. I reached into my bag and pulled out pajamas and got changed. As I was finishing changing my door opened. It just opened. But there was nobody there. I admit, I was a little freaked out. I walked back over to shut and lock the door. But when I turned around, I nearly fainted. He was here. The man from the bar. That same smirk on his face and his hands in his pockets.
“Well, well. We meet again.” I backed against the wall.
“Wha…? Who…who are you? What are you doing here?” he didn’t answer. He only smiled and walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me, squeezing my ass gently. I moved my hands to his chest but before I could push him away, he kissed me. I kept trying to fight it but I couldn’t. I just wanted him and all of him.
He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I welcomed it. My tongue met his and the two moved around each other, battling for supremacy. When he pulled away I felt weak in the knees. Only one word could escape my lips
“Wow.”
“Let me explain. My name is Shukaku, and I’m a lust demon. I have been trapped on the surface for 600 years and I will be trapped here until I can find a human female to mate with for all eternity. And I want you to be that female, my sweet demoness. You are so beautiful.” I couldn’t speak. I was so terrified but at the same time I just wanted him. Demon or not. I felt the word escape my lips
“Yes. Yes, I will be yours, my dark demon.” The lust set ablaze in his eyes and kissed me. Even more passionately than before. He pulled away.
“Just one thing remains, what is your name?” I spoke, barely audible.
“Aimee. Spelled A-i-m-e-e.”
“The French word for beloved, how appropriate. I need to see you, now.” I stripped for him: practically ripping the clothes from my body and stood before him naked.
“Now my sweet, I’m going to show you my true form. If you accept me for who I am, then you shall be mine forever. Do you understand?” I could only nod. He stepped back and began to change to his true demonic form, shredding his clothes as he did.
He grew to be seven feet tall. A long forked tongue darted out quickly. The muscles he had amazingly become bigger and more defined. He also grew a long scaled tail and large black bat-like wing. After taking this all in my eyes came to a stop on his cock. His thick cock had to be at least fourteen inches long and 4 inches thick. A soft moan of appreciation left my lips. He was magnificent.
“Do you still want me?” I didn’t answer. Rather I knelt before him and began stroking his cock, feeling it become harder. I could hear a growl in his throat.
“That’s my sweet.” I moved my mouth to the head of his cock. I let my tongue swirl around hit and I could him moaning. I began taking him into my mouth. I finally felt him hit the back of my throat. I still had at least another 5 inches left.
He moved his hand to the back of my head and began applying pressure. He kept pushing and I kept taking him in until finally my chin was resting against his balls. He was moaning in pleasure. I ran my tongue up and his shaft.
“Oh! SHIT!” He exclaimed and I felt a gush in my throat as he came. My mouth overflowed and a few drops ran down my chin. I removed from my mouth making sure to get every little drop. Once he was fully out I swallowed his cum. I wiped the leftover drops from my chin with the back of my hand. Shukaku ran his fingers through my hairs.
“You are so wonderful. And now that you’ve made feel so good, I want to please you.” He stood me up and threw me onto the bed. He dove his body down onto mine and began snaking his tongue all over my body. He ran it down to my right breast and flicked the nipple and I could feel it harden. He moved his hand up to my left breast and cupped it. He pinched my nipple and I let out a gasp.  I could feel myself getting even wetter.
“Oh Shukaku, please. I need you now. Please.” I begged. He smiled revealing pearly white teeth with razor sharp canines. He moved his hands to my legs and spread me wide. He took one of his fingers and began to push into me until he hit my hymen.
“Interesting, old enough to order rum but still a virgin.” I looked away, embarrassed.
“I used a fake ID. I’m only 17.” He began rubbing my clit and spoke to me again.
“My my, you do have a dark side to you don’t you?” I nodded and as he kept rubbing my clit I felt myself growing to closer but just as I was about to climax, he stopped.  He moved his hand away and I let up a moan in protest. He gave me that smirk that I was beginning to hate as much as I loved it. I began move my hand down to finish but he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. He whispered into my ear
“Keep your arms there and don’t move them.” He moved his and away and I felt as if I’d been confined but there were no types of rope to bind me.
“Good girl. Now, are you ready?”
“Yes, please. I need you.” He positioned himself at the entrance of my cunt. I bit my lip, waiting. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down my wet slit. Then finally, he pushed himself into me. I cried out in pain and pleasure. I felt like I was going to split in two. He kept pushing until he hit that barrier. With one good hard thrust, he wiped away my virgin status and buried the rest of his cock into my pussy.
“Oh Aimee! You’re so tight!” He grunted through gritted teeth. He paused for a moment letting me get use to him in me. And then he began thrusting in and out of my tight hole.
“Shukaku! It feels so good! Please harder!” He didn’t need me to tell him twice before he was picking up speed and force.
“My sweet, I’m going to cum in your womb and you will become bound to me forever.” I could only nod as another cry of ecstasy left me. I would willingly become his mate for eternity. After more thrusting I could feel the orgasm building up in me.
“Oh Shukaku, I’m cumming. Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” He continued pounding me relentlessly until I finally felt him explode within me. My pussy clenched around him hard I felt like I was going to pass out. It was pure bliss.
He collapsed against me and the two of us lay there together; gasping for air. He eased himself from me and I let out a slight whimper. He rolled over and lay on the bed beside me as my body kept trembling with echoes of the powerful orgasm. I could finally move my arms. He rolled onto his side and gently began kneading my breast.
“You are now mine forever. You will come to me whenever I call. We can sense when the other is in pain or danger.  Do you understand?” I nodded but then a thought came into my head.
“It’s you, isn’t it?”
“What do you mean, my sweet?”
“You’re the one haunting the hotel aren’t you.” He chuckled softly under his breath.
“Guilty as charged. And I’ve also revealed myself to only one other human. The author known as Stephen King. And I’ve helped inspired a lot of his stories,” Well that explains a lot, I thought as he continued.
“And in return for the stories, he promised to find me a mate. I guess he must’ve found you.” He kissed me gently on the lips again.
“And now I have found the love of my life. And now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.” He moved me into a spooning position and gave a slap on the ass. I reached for his arm and wrapped it around my waist. He moved his leg over mine. I snuggled deeper into the embrace and I felt his chest against my back. It felt so wonderful. He kissed the back of my neck and a shiver went through my spine.
“Sleep now, my demoness.” And after laying there a few more minutes, sleep overtook me. I didn’t know what the future held, but all I knew was that I was now the mate of a demon, and I was going to enjoy it.

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