Rape

Fantasy

29.11.2019

Serious Mistake Going Sailing

Story of a women bound, taken hostage, used.

Fantasy

29.11.2019

camp rape and revenge

long story. tell me what you think

Fantasy

29.11.2019

Druggded and raped in your own home

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

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Fantasy

29.11.2019

Attacked at home

Snuggled up and lying on the sofa, I rest my left arm over Nick’s stomach. My head lies on his chest against his heart that gently beats against my ear, as his left arm pulls me close and subconsciously strokes the back of my right hand. We lay there watching a film, I’m not sure what it’s called since I’m not really paying attention to it, instead I just close my eyes and breath in the manly scent of his lynx deodorant and cool water after shave as they combine together to make a very sexy combination that for some reason makes me feel safe and loved. His chest slowly rises and falls with each breath he takes. Lifting my head I look at him, willing him silently to lower his mouth to mine. Looking back at me he smiles as his lips start to move closer to mine just as I hear the doorbell ring
“Damn” I say quickly pressing my lips to his “hold that thought, it’s probably the Chinese, you get the door I’ll grab the money” I groan feeling moisture pool between my thighs at the thought of what was bound have happened if the door hadn’t rung. He laughs as he sits up and makes his way to the door, slapping my arse gently as I turn to the kitchen leaving him to make the rest of the way to the door alone
“Such a horny girl I have” he calls over his shoulder to me a smile over his face and a sparkle in his eyes that are filled with his love for me.
“You love it” I call back, hearing him mumble something that sounded like ‘hell yeah I do’, Smiling to myself I pull his wallet from the kitchen draw and go through it to pull out a few tens. Suddenly I hear a strange male voice rise in the hall followed by Nick’s sudden shout asking what the hell is going on. Confused and annoyed I make my way to the door to see what’s happening when hand suddenly captures my mouth smothering a scream
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING? GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER!” I hear Nick shout,
the hand pulls tighter over my mouth, dragging me against the owners hard chest, the smell of beer and cigarette’s fills my nose as I’m turned towards the door allowing me see Nick pushed against the hall wall, a man not much older than him maybe thirty-two with dark brown hair and a tribal tattoo covering his right arm from his shoulder to his wrist is holding a sharp knife to Nick’s throat. Fear quickly wipes away my confusion and annoyance as the man standing in front of him leans closer to his face and growls at him to shut up, his foot kicks back to push the door closed blocking any chance of a passer-by seeing what’s happening and calling the police.
“Now…” says the man holding Nick “if you both do as we say I promise you will both live” as his eyes slide over to me I notice there is not a promise not to hurt us, just that we will live.
“We don’t have much money” Nick says through gritted teeth “you can have what we got but it’s not much”
The man holding me laughs,
“We don’t want your money!” his bad English accent booming around the hall
Looking back and forth between the two men Nick looks confused “what do you want then?” he asks just before he notices both men’s gaze fall on me
“NO” he screams, a new determination surging through him. he launches forward knocking the man and his knife out of the way, anger and hatred covering his face as he licks the man before him and makes his way to me “GET THE FUCK OFF HER NOW” he shouts about to grab me out of the way but the man he kicked grabs his ankle making him to trip and fall to the floor.
Suddenly I’m pulled back further down the hall away from the two men on the floor as they start to fight, fists flying between them, I see Nick grab the man and pin him down as he straddles his waist, his right fist connecting with the man’s cheek. I lean forward before thrusting my head back against the nose of the man holding me, I can see the knife the other man was holding on the floor by the door `if I can just get to it I can stop this’ I think to myself, one hand releases me but not for long, it comes back with a growl from the owner and an even bigger knife which he presses against my throat hard enough to just pierce the skin and small drops of blood to drip down the blade and trail down my neck, his other hand moves from my mouth and holds my head back against his chest as I gasp at the sharp pinch of the knife, the sound of my gasp pulls Nicks eyes to me, he sees the blood and stops punching the other man, his right hand still raised.
“FUCK SAKE JACK, WHY DIDN’T YOU FUCKING HELP ME?” the man screams at the one behind me
“I’m holding the girl aint I? You can’t deal with one man? Get the fuck up Tommy and let’s get this moving. This little bitch is squirming and making my cock hard” the man behind me replies, his words register with my brain and I stop moving straight away, the thought that I’m getting him hard makes me queasy.
With my head held uncomfortably far back I try to ask what they want, still not realising what Nick already has. A hot breath creeps over my ear as Jack leans down and whispers
“You”,
My heart stops for a moment, my mind going blank and I freeze in the spot “w…why?” I ask
A smile plays over Tommy’s face, “we been watching you aint we, you’re a very pretty girl. That body of yours just screams sex. You think you’re too good though. You ignore us” he says as he pulls Nick back up to a standing position and pushes him hard against the wall, bending down he picks the knife he dropped up and turns to Nick again “and you do anything like that again and I will slit your throat in front of your misses you understanding me?”
Anger and pure hate fill Nick face, it’s clear he wants to do a lot more than just punch Tommy but the sound of my gasp makes him look at me and see Jack pushing the knife harder into my neck. Fear clouds his eyes “I understand, just don’t hurt her” he says
Tommy takes hold of Nick’s upper arm as the arm Jack is using to hold the knife to my throat snakes round my waist and lifts me up and closer to him and drags me towards the bedroom. As Jack gets to work handcuffing me to the bed to keep me still, Tommy forces Nick into a chair and uses some rope he has in his pocket to tie Nick to it making sure it’s tight enough that he can’t move. Once I’m cuffed securely Jack moves over and helps Tommy to cut way Nick’s clothing
“You touch her and I will find you, I will kill you and I will do it slowly do you understand” Nick growls
Laughing they cut way his jeans and boxers leaving his cock exposed, together they lift the chair and bring it up close to the bed so he will have a close view of everything they have planned
“Wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable when you get hard watching us fuck your girl” says Jack
“Please” I beg “I don’t intentionally ignore you. I have a boyfriend; I just don’t see other men that’s all it is. I love Nick I don’t mean to make people think I’m being rude or ignoring them.” I try to reason with them but it’s no use
“Don’t give us that shit” Tommy says “you notice. You just think you’re too good for us, with your perfect tits and barely twenty-three year old body” he continues as he climbs on the bed and reaches above my head to the handcuffs. I feel the metal brake away from my skin just as Jack moves to sit beside me. I try to push him away as his fat face moves closer to mine, the smell of beer and cigarettes becoming overwhelming but Tommy grabs my wrists as he pulls me to a kneeling position and kneels behind me with his legs on the outside of mine, trapping my arms behind my back, his rough fingers grasp my breasts making me shudder in disgust. Jack kneels in front of me as he pulls my face up towards him stretching my neck and causing it to start to bleed again, his mouth closes around mine, his tongue pushing its way past my lips.
“GET OFF HER YOU BASTARDS! I hear Nick scream as Tommys hand moves down my stomach and back up to my breasts, this time moving under my white tank top.
“Mm god they feel perfect Nicky boy, you’re a lucky son of a bitch ain’t ya” Tommy laughs.
Nicks struggles become wild with determination to help me, our eyes meet and I know he can see the fear and pain I’m feeling. His eyes mirror mine and seeing the pain in his gives me some strength to fight back, I don’t like him hurting. I relax knowing Tommy will relax too thinking I either want then to do this or I have no fight left in me, before I pull my wrists from his hold and swing my arm back to punch Jack in the face. He loses his balance enough to have to put his leg on the floor to stop himself falling from the bed, quickly I lift my foot hard pushing myself forward on my hands as my foot connects with Tommy’s balls. Nick continues to struggle but it’s no good, Jack grabs his knife and walks over to Nick, he looks me in the eyes as he pushes the knife just hard enough to pierce the skin like he did with me but this time he pulls the knife across the base of Nicks neck.
Both mine and Nick’s screams collide around the room
“NO PLEASE” I scream trying to make my way to them but Tommy holds my upper arms tight, pulling me against his chest, his long fingers digging into me and hurting enough that I know I will have bruises tomorrow.
“STOP FIGHTING US OR HE DIES” Jack shouts at me, my eyes still locked on Nick as I nod, sobbing and hoping he’s okay.
“LEAVE HER ALONE YOU PRICK” he shouts at them but Jacks hand just swings back and punches him in the face
“Please…I will do what you want just please don’t hurt him” I cry looking over my shoulder at Tommy who doesn’t seem to care about what his partner is doing and just continues to paw at my breast and kiss his way over my shoulders and upper back
“Prove it” he stops long enough to say “take your top off” he continues, moving away from me.
My shaking hands cross over my waist as I grip the hem of my white tank top and begin to lift it up exposing my smooth stomach, then higher to release my naked breasts before lifting it high enough to pull it over my head and drop it to the floor beside the bed.
“Baby no…” Nick says quietly. I look over at him and move down the bed till I’m right in front of him, though both attackers watch me closely neither move to stop me as I stand up and bend down to my knees in front of Nick. Looking him in the eyes mine fill with tears again as I lean forward and softly kiss his lips. I feel his lips move under mine as he kisses me back filling it with all his love and a silent promise he will stop them. I know that’s not going to happen, the best case is going to be, we live.
“I’m going to pretend it’s you Nick. Just you and me like before they knocked on the door” I whisper quietly so I can’t be heard by the others. I can see tears filling his eyes, his hatred at himself loud and clear. “I will be ok. As long as they don’t hurt you. I love you and only you Nick” I say standing up and moving back over to the bed.
“So sweet. Now come here and kiss me” Tommy sneers as he pulls his tee shirt over his head. Looking back over my shoulder I see Jack standing behind Nick with his knife still poised at Nick’s throat. I climb onto the bed and kneel in front of Tommy; I close my eyes trying to picture Nick in front of me
“Open your eyes bitch.” He says as his right hand moves to the back of my neck and pulls me towards him, slanting his lips over mine he pushes his way into my mouth before I can say anything. I feel as well as hear him growl into my mouth before I starts to slide my tongue around and over his. He lifts my hands and arms that are clenched at my sides and wraps them round his neck, pulling me closer with his hand on my waist until our bodies are pressed tightly against each other’s, I feel his cock hardening against my stomach as he starts to move his mouth slowly over the corner of my mine and down towards my chin. he lifts my head for better access at my neck causing me to wince at the pain from the cut, I see him smile from the corner of my eyes before I feel his flattened tongue move from the base of my throat all the way up to the painful red cut that Jack made not long before, pain shoots through me again as his hot tongue pushes harder against it, he pulls my face down towards him and I see my spilt blood covering his tongue, his green eyes sparkle with humour and lust at my disgust. He pulls me tighter to him again and starts to use his left hand to caress my right breast, his thumb sliding in circles around my nipple before firmly rubbing over it. Surprised I feel pleasure course through me and unconsciously arch my back for more.
“Mm like that do you?” He breaths into my mouth, “god you got a hot little body aint ya” his mouth travels back down my neck this time moving lower as he places his tongue on my chest, sucking my left nipple into his mouth and tugging gently, I feel my stomach clench and my juice’s pool against my will between my thighs, looking up at the ceiling I feel my tears start up again. ‘I can’t believe my pussy is getting wet, I don’t want this I hate this’ I think to myself as his hand move down my pink cotton shorts and between my thighs
“Wow your wet” he says pleased “I knew you would like this, I could see it in you that day at the Supermarket. You looked so beautiful with your white dress and blonde hair flying behind you as you rushed to get what you wanted, the look in your eyes as you past me said you needed to be fucked good and hard… we followed you here. We watched you dance around cooking for that useless cunt, his hands pawing all over you but I could tell he wasn’t giving you what you needed as he fucked you on the sofa.”
I try to make sense of what he’s saying, I vaguely remember wearing my white dress but it hasn’t been for a while, the weather has been too cold for it lately with us not having much of a summer this year, I know the last time Nick and I last had sex on the sofa was at least three weeks ago, does that mean they have been following and watching me all that time? I look towards Nick seeing he has worked it out too; the anger on his face says it all.
“Every night he would paw at you and never give you what you needed, such a selfish bastard but we have been planning to finally give you want you need and now we can. You will love it and after you will leave him for a real man, for me”
Jack catches my eye as he still holds the knife to Nick but now his other hand caresses his cock through his jeans while he watches Tommy’s hand movements under my shorts and between my thighs. Still holding on to his shoulders I feel his middle finger slide inside me and the palm of his hand rub against my clit, again my body betrays me as I lean my head into his chest and moan, the need to be filled starting to affect me.
“Mm baby you feel so tight, I love it! So hot and wet for me” he says as his other hand lifts my face and he kisses me hard, I gasp as suddenly I feel another pair of rough hands slide over my bare waist and start pulling my shorts down over my hips, I want to pull away but Tommy keeps my mouth pressed tightly to his as Jack’s right hand moves round my waist and pushes Tommy’s out of the way, I feel Jack’s left hand holding tightly to my waist as Tommy shuffles back with his hand still holding me to his mouth causing me to have to lean over, I hear the sound of a zipper being lowered just before Tommy pulls me away from his mouth and pushes me down on my hands and knees. His 8” hard cock just centimetres from my mouth
“show me how good you are with that gob” he says as his hands move through my hair, gathering it up into a make shift pony-tail so he can watch clearly as I take his cock into my mouth, “oh fuck” he moans, his head falling back “fuck me Nicky boy. If I had known about her mouth before I would have killed you that first day and just taken her.” His words make me shiver,
I feel Jacks hands caressing and grasping at my arse as his fingers breech my lips before he thrusts them inside me hard and fast
“Shit she’s soaking” he says with a laugh, pulling my legs left he positions me right in front of Nick before moving next to me and spreading me open for Nick to see. “See that? She loves it mate. Look at her juices running down her thighs” he says to Nick before spreading me wider and sliding three of his fat fingers into me, pulling them back out he manages to smear my juices over Nick’s mouth before he turns his head in disgust
“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME YOU CUNT” he screams, but automatically his tongue slides along his lips tasting my juices there, his eyes flare with lust and his cock starts to twitch
Laughing Jack bends down and slides his tongue between my lips making me gasp around Tommy’s cock, I feel Tommy’s hand on my head making me take his cock all the way to the back of my throat. My moaning escalates as Jack’s tongue becomes more insistent as he pushes it deep into my pussy. I feel Tommy start to thicken as he gets ready to cum, the taste of his hot salty cum fills my mouth and makes my juices pool between my thighs. Grabbing me by the hair he pulls me round telling me not to swallow yet. He places me right in front of Nick, I start to feel sick as he orders me to open my mouth and show my boyfriend. Nick looks away but it’s too late he knows what fills my mouth and I know it will take a long time to get that vision out of his head if ever. Laughing Tommy pulls me forward and makes me bend my head to suck Nick
“Don’t worry mate we won’t her let leave you out, we want you nice and hard so you can cum while we both fuck her” he says to Nick as he thrusts my mouth down hard on his cock, as he throws his head back in pleasure I know he doesn’t want it and the reaction is automatic but part of me is happy that at least Nick will get something out of this. I try to make it the best blow job of his life, putting everything I feel for him into it.
“oh fuck baby..” he moans while I use my hand to help him along, he looks me right in the eyes and knows I’m trying to make this easier on him “I’m so sorry” he says, guilt over whelming him.
“Don’t be this isn’t your fault, I love you”
“I love you too…” Tommy’s hand comes flying past me and connects with Nick’s cheek
“ENOUGH OF THE LOVEY DOVEY TALK” he shouts
Laying down across the bed and grabbing my hair he pulls me on top of him making sure Nick as a good view of my arse. I hear his chair scrape across the room as Jack pulls him closer to the bed, Tommy spreads my legs and lines his cock up with my pussy, the thought that he isn’t wearing any protection and I’m not on the pill at the moment runs through my mind
“Please… I’m not protected” I tell him begging him with my eyes
An evil smile spreads across his face “Perfect, hopefully by the end of tonight you will be growing my child inside you” he replies, his hand surprisingly rubbing my stomach gently like the idea of me carrying his child is something he really wants.
“DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE” I hear Nick shout from behind me, I try to climb off him panicking at the thought of letting him inside me but Tommy just laughs at him and grabs my hips thrusting up into me as he pulls me down, his right hand moves up to my neck and pulls me down to his lips, kissing me hard while he forces his tongue inside my mouth and thrusts his cock deep inside me
Jack stands behind Nick for a moment holding his head straight and whispering in his ear
“See that Nicky boy? How amazing does that look? Tommy’s cock sliding into your sluts soaking wet pussy, her juices covering his cock. Can you see it? She loves it, she wants it, and she needs it” He laughs as Nick tries to look away “I know you’re enjoying this too, watching her get fucked. Makes you hard doesn’t it?” he laughs looking down between Nick’s legs and nodding at his rock hard cock. Moving back away from the chair and over towards me, he gets on his knees straddling Tommy’s legs and pushing his fingers into my bum, I moan into Tommy’s mouth as Jack lines his cock with my tight little brown hole before thrusting in hard and fast, I scream but it’s muffled with Tommy’s mouth, tears freely falling down cheeks and dripping onto his naked chest, they start awkwardly trying to get into a rhythm that they both can enjoy but slowly they start to work together, pushing in at the same time to make both holes that much tighter, Jack grabs my hair and pulls me up crushing me against his bare chest, his hands pawing and caressing my breast hard as he uses his mouth to kiss and bite his way up my neck, turning my face up and towards him as he licks a trail up my throat and over my chin before crushing my lips with his, he pushes and grinds hard into me causing me to side further down onto Tommy’s cock each time,
“Oh my god” Tommy moans as Jack’s fingers crawl slowly around my hips to my clit and starts to rub hard against me pushing me over the edge and bringing on a climax so big I start to black out. Smiling Jack looks at my half closed eyes
“You love it you little whore don’t you?” he asks
“Jack leave her” I barely hear Tommy say as he pulls me towards him and out of Jack’s arms
“Don’t start getting attached mate, she’s just a bit of pussy” he growls
“no she’s not, she’s perfect” Tommy replies raising his voice at Jack, his hands caressing my face and neck as he continues to slide into me, pulling my face to his he kisses my lips softly and gently
“Be mine” he whispers as I feel is cum shoot into me, his thrusts becoming slower and longer.
“Come here bitch” Jack says grabbing me and pushing me on my back, he pulls Nick towards me and tips his chair until his face is inches my cum soaked pussy
“go on mate you know you wanna, lick that pussy” he continues laughing at Nick’s attempts to turn his head, I try to close my legs but Jack has Nick bent too close to me, Tommy grabs my hands pinning them above my head while he uses his other hand to push hard on Nick’s head, as my smell hits his nose I hear Nick whisper he’s sorry before his mouth opens and he devours my pussy. my back arches at his tongue sliding slowly between my lips, reaching my clit and circling it slowly until I squirm then sucking it into his mouth and grazing his teeth over it, I’ve known since the first time Nick and I had sex that his favourite thing was to lick me, to taste me, just the smells of my arousal would have him hard. I decided one night to rub his pillow case over me to see if he would notice, that night as soon as his head hit the pillow he was on top of me pinning me down and pleasuring me until I couldn’t move and my god was he good at it. Past sexual partners never got me off that way but Nick could do it over and over again without trouble.
I start to moan as the warm sensation fills my stomach, my eyes open as Tommy’s lips fall upon mine again, he swallows my moans as I get closer, just as I’m about to come I feel something hot hit my stomach and see Jack wanking his cock over me
“Ohhhh Nick” I moan as I start to go over the edge, Nick’s mouth moves faster desperate to taste my cum
“Say my name baby” I hear Tommy moan between kisses
“Oh god yes Nick” I moan loudly as I fall over the edge his tongue moving to my hole and licking all around me
“I said say my name not his” I hear the growl from Tommy “you will choose me at the end of this and now I’m going to show you why” he adds as he grabs hold of me and pulls me up pushing Nick on the shoulder away from me, he positions his cock at my pussy again this time from behind and gives not warning before he thrusts hard and fast deep inside me, I scream at the pain of his cock going too far into me, his hands grab my hair pulling hard making me straining as he pumps hard and fast not slowing down. My back arches, Jack moves in front of me and lays down trying to pull me towards him but Tommy grips me harder causing me to gasp,
“suck him bitch” he growls at me as he thrust me forward onto Jacks awaiting cock, my mouth fills fuller than when Tommy made me suck him, I realise Jack must be at least 9” and very wide, his hand reaches my head and pulls me down on him making me gag slightly
“That’s it slut suck it like a good girl” he says moaning with pleasure
“GET OFF HER, YOU HAD YOUR FUN LEAVE HER ALONE” Nick shouts but neither of the other two men pay attention I feel both my holes suddenly fill with cum, Jack pulls his cock from my mouth and goes to take my pussy but Tommy growls at him, telling him to back off. Confused Jack growls back
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he asks
“Nothing, her pussy is mine. You can use whatever you like but not her pussy!” they quickly get me into position so they can both fuck my pussy and arse again. This time there is nothing sweet about the way Tommy acts with me, he keeps it hard and fast not letting up until he makes me cum again and unloads his cum inside me twice more. As jack pulls put Tommy tells him to knock Nick out.
“no please” I try to say but Tommy grabs my neck, he spins me round to my back and quickly fills me again, grinding me hard and thrusting deep as his hand reaches my neck and squeezes, Jack stands up and smiles at Nick
“been looking forward to this point all night mate, your girl was great might have to come have another go soon” he says before pulling his fist back and punching Nick hard over and over again, knocking the chair back onto the floor
“P…please d…don’t” I manage to say but the look in Tommy’s eyes says he doesn’t care anymore. This is just about him. He starts to grunt as he comes again deep inside me, grabbing a pillow he thrusts it under my hips and cuffs my hands while his cock starts to soften inside me, he pulls out thrusting another pillow under me and tying my feet with the rest of rope he used on Nick.
As they begin to get their clothes back on, I look over at Nick who is now laying on the floor his body at a strange angle.
“he will wake soon enough and when he does he can untie you,” Tommy says walking over to me while Jack stands at the door looking round to make sure nothing is left behind, placing his hand on my stomach he leans forward and whispers in my ear “thanks for a great night, maybe in three months you will come find me and tell me the great news, maybe I will just watch you grow big with our child.” He leans down holding my chin and kisses me softly and deeply “I love you, I will be watching you don’t worry” he adds as they walk through the door.
It takes Nick half hour to wake up; his groggy pain voice calls out my name
“I’m here babe, “I call back through my tears, he looks up at me, seeing me tied up , he jumps up forgetting his own pain and quickly releases me from my restraints. His arms circle around me as he pulls me closer and presses his lips to my hair.
“I’m so sorry baby, I’m so sorry” he says over and over as I cry into his shirt, “Please forgive me”
“It’s not your fault” I sob back holding him tight. “I love you”
“I love you too baby so much. I will kill them men for what they did to you. We have to call the police”
“I know, later…please just hold me” I say as he pull me closer whispering he loves me and is sorry.

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29.11.2019

The Champion’s Companion 2

The Huntress Leader is a position of seniority to the band. Huntresses who volunteer before the enclave can create bands.
Caris is the Huntress Leader. If ranked by ability, Caris would be a distant third or a solid fifth in the twelve person bands Huntresses that usually range around in. Caris didn’t want to follow older girls and get her ass kicked around until she had her own team, so she made her own. Caris led the band by force of personality. Everyone around her was raised with her. She had been bossing and manipulating her teammates since they were all children. The four women were all only twenty summers old. The group was the smallest and weakest band in their enclave.
Ignorant of their failings, the band plodded along doing whatever Caris came up with. Then Kaarthen came along after just finishing labor a few days prior. She had been lying around the enclave, meditating for two months in preparation for her pregnancy and was barely recovered. Caris knew she was for some reason desperately looking to get back out and didn’t care about seniority despite her well-documented 5 years. Caris was okay with it. It simply became another rule she could forget as Huntress Leader.
Caris shirked the usual practices of Huntress Leader by keeping the others in a close enough formation to be heard and be seen by the others when they were stopped or moving. The tightened formation limited their awareness since one person can hear better, when they are moving alone. She could communicate better with the tighter formation and felt in control.
To her weak side was Kassin, an Amazon with long hair more black than grey that hung to her lower back. She also had the usual pale colorless skin. Taller then most men at six and a half feet, slender, and deceptively fragile looking, her breasts were cones that were very undersized to the rest of her frame. Kassin was quiet, and very introspective. Caris knew she was very sensitive about her lack of feminine features.
Caris had really pushed her when it came time, to not become a priestess. She was too good with a blade, spear, and could run fast as the wind. Kassin was the best fighter in the group.
To Caris’ rear was Kassin’s lover Ailli.
She was equally quiet and dark the two had been together since the girls had been allowed to cleanse within the purified waters of the Dark Mother’s temple. Caris was the one who found the two kissing one day when the priestesses were teaching the importance of cleanliness and bathing.
To anyone who had not seen them grow up you would swear they were sisters, twins even.
Ailli’s only differences were larger hips and thicker thighs, and she didn’t have Kassin’s aloofness but stood slightly hunched and was always fidgety and nervous. She had never learned anything well from training and always seemed to have two left feet. Ailli was also nowhere near as good at hunting or fighting as Kassin in fact, Caris had tried to see her go.
To Caris’ strong side was Vellina.
She was a shorter than everyone by more than a head, if she were any shorter they could call her stout. Vellina’s hair was also grayish blonde instead of the gray and black streaks of most Amazons. She had blonde hair on her forearms and had a short soft layer everywhere else of clear blondish white hair instead of being completely hairless below the neck as was usual. Her fingers, forearms, and lower legs were shortened by comparison to the other women. Vellina had natural strength at the expense of speed, agility, and endurance. Her short stature helped her to be one of the strongest in the enclave. Her form was also the most full figured of the band. She was the last to grow and the first to stop when they were kids. She had very wide child bearing hips, and large swaying round melon sized bosoms and a large doubly bubbly round ass whose crack was covered only partially by her loincloth. Her back was large, rounded, and very wide. If Vellina didn’t have her tight stomach, most would think her fat. She wore a short purple homespun blouse tied off under the leather mantle with her quiver and bow.
Most in the enclave thought Vellina couldn’t do anything well. But it wasn’t true Vellina was actually quite strong and good with her tongue, hurling insults that made priestesses scream when they were children, or using her slick silver tongue to get out from under the crotch of the older girls who always singled her out and demanded ‘licks from the cow’. Caris defended Vellina, but was not her friend. She too demanded licks when the urges came. None of the other huntresses expected much from Vellina despite her strength her body was much too round for good fighting.
Caris had hair that nearly completely grey her eyes were a mischievous light green. Her breasts were only a little smaller than Vellina’s. She was a full six feet tall. She had a voluptuous proportional body not slender as Kassin or padded like Vellina. She was muscular on her upper body her breasts were very rounded teardrops. Her ass was nicely swelled with two rounded cheeks. she also wore a skirt that was given as a ‘gift’ when she was younger, it had two stiff thick leather panels that went less then mid thigh linking the top corners were bronze and iron hoops ‘donated’ from the blacksmiths as she grew. One hoop was large enough to holster her blade despite looking stupid and cutting her when she ran. She also wore a circular leather mantle on her shoulders and a quiver of arrows.
Vellina and Caris were the only ones to have captured men. Caris remembered the event as painful and rushed. Vellina who heard sharing the potion given to men to make them hard ensured a good time. She barely remembered the night but got hot and wet from the blurred images she partially remembered.
Caris led her Huntresses back from the hunt. They had found only little prey animals forcing the group to attack a boisterous group of monkeys to steal a goat carcass. They wanted all to rest after two hard days of hunting. Caris knew they had to keep moving if the wanted to get anything better. She hoped Kaarthen was better or at least would quit trying to tell her what to do.
Despite the fact she was 5 years younger, she didn’t need someone whose group forgotten about her to try telling her things. Despite how good a Huntress and tracker the old hag was Caris liked things just fine.
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Kaarthen was now beyond sore. The man had bound her mouth with her loincloth to stop the moaning when she awoke. Her bindings for her legs had been left untied after the first day. He had used her roughly the whole day. He would idly suckle from her breasts; he would also use his fingers on her by rubbing her body, not trying to make her happy but simply content to rub her because he could.
By the evening of what she figured to be the second day, he offered to retie her arms comfortably and used her leather loincloth to tightly wrap her arms from wrist to elbow before tying it off.
He then fucked her roughly after discovering her body still quite wet. He took her from behind and when she immediately tried to lay flat he followed her down to the ground on her back then forced her right knee out to the side. He then got between her legs and thrust his cock hard into her. He thrust deep, putting all the power of his legs into it. His hands came around to the front to her breasts as he nibbled her neck and ears with surprisingly sharp teeth. Her body gave in to the orgasm that it had wanted all day since he had crawled all over her body rubbing her and drinking her milk.
He was insatiable. His hands were in constant motion beneath her. He was roughly fucking like a maniac searching for something deep within her. Something inside popped suddenly as he thrust hard and he was suddenly deeper. She came again but it felt like her body was forced into it and her vagina stunned, before tightly clenching him. It must have been what he wanted. His balls were almost pushed in as he raised himself up on both hands and released his seed into her with surprised gasp.
He then without pause or moving started his interrogation.
“Would you like some water? Your body has needs and you haven’t made water in 3 days now.” He prodded.
Kaarthen stayed silent. “Was he watching this whole time?” She thought.
“You may not understand, but your little band of merry cows has done some seriously expensive damage. I am not just here to kill you however. If I can help you to understand staying around is a bad idea we could all be happier wouldn’t you say?” He added almost breathlessly.
“I would be happier if you got off of me.” She thought trying to squeeze his slimy cock out of her pussy, and distracted herself with the wet sensation.
“Perhaps your leader would be the one to decide, what is her name?” He said. His eyes hungry eyes flicked over her body again. She could feel his gaze behind her, it burned it was so close.
“Menthino works with followers all the time, where is your enclave? There is one behind us did you girls have a reason to bypass them?” Marcos watched and felt her bristle at the word ‘girls’, He made a point hit that nail hard a few more times.
“You girlies may not know it but these wilds stretch pretty far and a lot of creatures would love to turn the tables on your little hunting band.” She held steady, “Finding yourself on the business end of something’s cock would really cut short whatever you girls are up to.” That got her attention; she tightened reflexively along his cock.
“Since I had to make it by myself I wonder.” Marcos mused aloud.
She tried squirming to try to look at him, to look into his eyes. Marcos noticed that his cock was hardening and that she was interested now. He just needed her to speak so she would be committed with a position in the conversation.
“After noticing the tracks they leave already, and that they decided to wait till now to hunt.” He paused, “how far could that amateur group get through the corridor pretty famous for making things disappear?”
Sensing that rhetorical questions didn’t pique her pride in the band he decided to switch gears. He presented her a water skin from his robe. She didn’t deserve it. It would keep her stronger, alert longer, and reduce discomfort. However, it would make her open her mouth and physically enable her to speak. It also made her need him, since untying her would simply lead to a direct confrontation.
“Besides most things living in these mountains are in the forest during the summer. I bet only bad things are around up ahead.” He continued as she drank. He could almost feel the cool wetness her body needed flow over his cock. He started thrusting slowly and gently.
“Why?” Kaarthen asked taking a breath, “Because you think those four can’t defend themselves?” Suddenly surprised she said anything. She quickly went back to drinking the water feeling fooled and ashamed.
Marcos latched on to how she excluded herself that was the real surprise. He was also mildly surprised her hips were moving.
When she tried to push him out earlier his cock was in her womb still and it only felt good. Now he was no longer past her cervix, but occasionally he popped through as he stroked her with a building intensity that she unconsciously matched before repeatedly catching herself.
“I’m not sure; as they get away from the forest they’ll be much safer. Right now they are in the middle of everything that will eat or be eaten.” Marcos said as he insidiously brought a hand around to her bud making her moan into the water bag and blush. She only pretended to drink now. Kaarthen didn’t want to be fooled again by whoever this man was who handled her so masterfully.
To punctuate the morbid statement something far away screamed almost sounding human and female.

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29.11.2019

Lucy’s Tale (Part 10 – Final Part)

Part Ten
OK let’s get this straight. I am a teenager and like most teenagers, I have told my Mum lies over the years. Never anything big, but lies nonetheless. This was something completely different. Mum and the ‘rapist’ arrived home just after 7pm. I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
One of the first things Mum said to me made me feel sick to my soul. She said how delighted she was that I had asked John if I could call him Dad from now on. The little tear of happiness in the corner of her eye told me how little she really knew of the man, but as I have learned since, the fear of the victims always prevents them from revealing the truth to those who are closest to them. I was no different.
John stayed busy in the kitchen, obviously keeping an ear open to the conversation and I told Mum that it was only right. Then Mum went on about how good a guy he was and something in that sentence made me flip. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach yet managed to force a smile. I had to get away from this conversation and said I was going to go and get changed for a swim before it went dark. Mike had made his excuses as soon as they had got home and had been performing long, languid strokes up and down the pool. I made my way through the kitchen, avoiding eye contact with John and made my way to my room.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and started to dig through my case for my dry bikini. I heard footsteps on the stairs and panic filled me instantly. I pulled on the bottoms quickly and then as I tried to put on the top, the cords were all tangled and my frustration was making it impossible to sort it out. I felt my heart beating faster and I saw the handle moving on my door so I covered my boobs with my hands and called out, ‘I’m not decent!’
The door opened anyway and John strolled in.
‘Please Daddy, I don’t want Mum to catch us alone like this!’ I pleaded, hoping my politeness would help.
‘It’s OK Lucy, I just wanted to check up on you!’ he said in a whisper as he brushed my hands aside and squeezed my nipples roughly. I stifled my yelp with my hand and watched him fish out his hard cock from his shorts.
‘Not here Daddy, please! Not now!’
John, pushed me down to my knees and just looked at me and nodded at his huge tool. I knew I was beaten and opened my mouth and he instantly pushed it in deep. I began a flicking of my tongue on the head and under the shaft and John, knowing he had to be quick, began wanking himself furiously, his clenched hand punching into my face every few strokes. He didn’t care and kept the pressure on the back of my head to keep me impaled.
This didn’t last long and I heard his breathing change and I expected the blasts of come to squirt any second but at the last minute, he pulled away and aimed his shots at my face and chest. All five heavy shots covered my skin and he just laughed at my spunk splattered body.
‘Now clean it up you little whore!’ he spat
I reached for my towel and he slapped it out of my hand, ‘Don’t fucking waste it! Eat it! Eat it all!’
‘Sorry Daddy!’ I said, stifling my fear and tears. I began to scoop up the mess and placed it in my mouth and swallowed. John put his cock back in his pants as he watched and only when it was all gone did he turn and leave the room without a word. I took a wet-wipe from my make-up bag and wiped off the remaining mess, checking myself in the mirror for any that might be in my hair. I then put on my bikini top and made sure I adjusted it to cover the red welt left by John’s rough fingers and walked downstairs. John had his back to me in the kitchen and my eyes wanders to the knife block which sat close to him on the kitchen surface. Could I make it to the knife block before he turned around? Would I be able to stab someone? If I missed, or didn’t manage to kill him, what would he do? I realised I had stopped still, staring, when John turned round. His voice, because Mum was in earshot, was his usual bouncy, friendly, ‘Best Dad in the world’ voice.
‘Hey Lucy, what’s up honey? You Hungry? Food will be done in twenty minutes so enjoy your swim and I’ll call you when it’s ready ok?’
I stared at him, stone cold and emotionless. I turned to the door and faking my best bouncy voice and wanting to be sick, I called, ‘OK thanks Dad!’ I then trotted past Mum and dived into the pool and swam straight to Mike. As I surfaced, I knew the music from the radio in the kitchen would drown out my words with Mike. He could see I was sobbing as I came up and I could see his pain at not being able to hold me. Through my sobs, I told him what had just happened and that I couldn’t take any more. He tried to calm me a little so I told him about my staring at the knives and wanting to kill him right there. We both had a half smile at that but we also knew that neither of us were killers!
To anyone watching us, we just looked like we were stood in the pool chatting to each other, but we were softly holding hands, my back to the house, Mike keeping an eye out as we spoke.
‘Do you trust me?’ Mike asked earnestly
‘Totally!’ I responded instantly, ‘I love you too! For the record!’ I added with as sweet a smile as I could muster.
‘Look Lucy, I have been doing some thinking and …. and well … I think I have a plan! But we have to play this out for at least a day while I can set it up. He may ….. he may rape us again in the meantime though, but I promise, if my plan doesn’t work, we will disappear. I have enough money to look after us for a while at least. Are you OK with that? Can you be strong for me?’
‘What’s the plan?’
Mike looked solemn, ‘I don’t want to tell you the plan yet. I think it will be better if you don’t know! Please trust me on this one! OK?’
I knew from his face that Mike was deadly serious and I sensed that his plan was quite devious, possibly dangerous, so I just nodded and blew him a kiss. Under the water, he squeezed my hand, just as John called us for dinner. As we made our way out of the water, we both muttered that eating was going to be pretty tough. Food was the last thing on our minds right now!
I wanted to retch with every piece of food I swallowed but I ate as much as I could. The sadness in my soul was almost overwhelming and holding my sobs at bay was all I could think of. As soon as the food and painful small talk was finished, I made my excuses and went to sit by the pool in the fading light with my book. I stared at the words on the page, my back to my family, now unable to stop myself from crying. The more I thought about this whole situation, the less I saw an answer. Mike said we may have to endure John’s demands again but the pains in my lower body made me wonder how I could. I was 16 and would have welcomed death right now as an alternative.
I managed to calm myself down a little, knowing that Mum would surely come over at some point and I tried to lose myself in the novel I was reading. It didn’t really work because visions of John trying to choke me with his cock kept bursting into my mind. I even laughed sarcastically to myself at one point. I had enjoyed it so much when Mike had taken over control on a few occasions and it had even been responsible for putting me over the edge into an exquisite orgasm. I guess the difference was just one word. Love.
When Mum finally came over, she was already a little tipsy from the wine she had been drinking with dinner. She sat next to me for a while, chattering more to herself than me and I kept my face in the shadows to hide my red eyes. With every passing minute, I believed that I would be saying goodbye to my Mum permanently within the next day or so. That hurt a lot.
Before too long, Mum got up, kissed the top of my head and said goodnight. I was pleased to see her taking John upstairs with her. With that and the fact that I had been forced to drain his balls just a few hours ago, I had a good chance that my, and Mike’s, ordeal was over for today. Ten minutes after they had gone to bed, Mike returned to the back garden, a half smile on his face.
‘Where have you been?’ I asked, intrigued by the smile.
‘I’ve been busy my little Angel!’ he said with a slightly larger smile, ‘Tomorrow morning, we are going out early, before those two wake up. I need to drop you off somewhere safe first and then I have a few things to sort out. I think we have an answer to all of this problem. It is NOT going to be easy and when I explain it to you, if you have any doubts, just say so and we stop!’
I thought for a minute before I said, ‘You said earlier that it was best I didn’t know. Would it work better if I didn’t know everything?’
‘You are a smart cookie Lucy but the plan means you may well get hurt by him again and it’s not guaranteed to work!’
I took Mike’s hands in mine, ‘I trust you Mike, just tell me what I need to do, when I need to do it and I will do as you ask! I trust you! I want this over!’
Mike took my hand saying we should go to bed, just in case John came back down. At least in our room, any screams would wake Mum. As we reached the side of the house, out of sight from all windows, he pulled me close to him and brought his lips to mine. We kissed softly at first and then the heat between us increased and our tongues sought each other in their usual duel of love. His hands gently caressed my body through my t-shirt and for the briefest moment, nothing else filled my mind except the pure adrenalin rush of love. We broke the kiss and just held each other close. We walked up to our room, undressed and climbed into our own beds without another word. I knew already that tomorrow was going to be a long and challenging day.
When Mike woke me up in the morning, I could tell it was very early as the sunlight had not breached our window yet. My lover was wrapped in a towel from his shower and he ushered my sleepy body out of bed and gently patted my bum to get me to go to the bathroom. I showered quickly and was pleased to find that the aloe vera gel had taken most of the pain from my pussy and it felt almost normal again. A quick inspection also showed the redness to have almost gone as well. I pulled a big bath sheet around me as I climbed out, threw a quick dollop of gel onto my hair and ruffled it into a kind of ‘fun and wild’ style, the shortest time I have ever spent on my hair and was quite pleased with the result. I took my eyeliner, put a tiny amount around each eye and decided that would be enough for today. As I entered our bedroom, I discarded my towel which brought a tiny growl from Mike which gave us both a little smile. Somehow I didn’t think there would be too many of those so I wiggled my bum at him as I threw on a bikini and put my white shorts and ‘Hello Kitty’ vest over the top. As soon as I was ready, we left the villa and headed into town.
As we approached a cafe, I pulled my phone from my shoulder bag and glanced at the time, it was 6:45. I groaned inwardly at being up so early but I felt remarkably positive about listening to my instructions for the day but no sooner than I sat down, Mike said he had to shoot off. He saw the disappointment on my face but explained that he had to get some other things in place for the plan. I resigned myself to being on my own for a while and ordered a coffee as I saw Mike trotting down the road and out of sight. Before he left, he gave me strict instructions to not answer my phone unless it was from him and to try and keep out of sight in the cafe. I found a little corner table in their courtyard, took out my book and settled in for a long wait.
Four hours, five coffees and a bacon sandwich later, Mike came into the cafe, several bags in his hands and a notebook hanging out of his pocket and a smile to melt my heart. He stopped in front of me and in a confident voice he announced, ‘We’re ready!’
Over the next hour I was given my role to play in this exercise. Mike told me everything I ‘needed’ to know and he gave me a lot of instructions ‘just in case’ things didn’t go to plan. We were trying to set a trap for John and Mike had drawn every piece of knowledge he had of his father to construct the plan. He had realised, that the sex between him and his Dad had been quite rough but nothing compared to the violence he had shown on me and that meant I had to be the ‘bait’ in the trap. This terrified me but I was prepared to trust Mike on this one and I believed that he had put some ‘extra security’ in place. He wouldn’t elaborate on this too much as he wanted me to react as naturally as possible. I assured him, my fear was going to take care of that.
Once we were happy with our plan, it was time to start the wheels running. I picked up my phone and sent a text message to John.
‘Daddy, we need to talk! When I get home later, ask Mum if she needs some shopping, then ask me to come with you please. Just you and me, not Mike. This is important! Lucy x’
I hit the send button and gripped Mike’s hand tightly. My heart was racing and I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone bleeped. With shaking fingers, I hit the ‘Read’ button to see the simple ‘OK’ reply. It was on!
While we were out, Mum had sent a message to say that she was preparing a late lunch around 4pm. We decided that this was good timing so we were back home with plenty of time. We were both surprisingly relaxed and conversation was much easier than the night before. Half way through, John suggested the shopping trip and I accepted his request for help, saying I needed some toiletries too! We finished lunch, cleared up and then John said he was ready to go. As we were leaving, John said to my Mum that we may go for a bit of a drive too. I gulped hard . John clearly saw this as a chance to abuse me again. Mike had predicted this comment to the letter.
We got into the car and John’s demeanour changed immediately, ‘So what’s all this about Lucy?’
‘Nothing special Daddy, please don’t be angry! I ….. I …..I just want yu to be a bit more gentle with me! I mean I have always really liked you and when Mum first met you I …. I had a bit of a crush on you but you really hurt me the first time and I didn’t like that!’
John thought to himself, expressionless and continued to drive the short distance to the shops. His face then started to show disgust as he turned to me, ‘Who the fuck do you think you are talking to? You are a little tramp and I will carry on fucking you as I see fit. Do you understand?’
I lowered my head and nodded as he turned into a parking space outside the shop, ‘Bit of a wasted trip isn’t it, for you?’ He sneered.
We climbed out of the car and I stopped just at the front and said, somewhat louder, ‘I only wanted a holiday! I just wanted time on the beach, I didn’t want this! What if I say NO?’ I stared at him, out in the street his anger was boiling over.
Making many heads turn he bore down on me and just inches from my face he screamed, ‘Oh you want a fucking beach do you? The same beach as you shagged Michael? Ok let’s go there then!’ He then grabbed my arm and threw me against the car. My head banged on the window and I fell to the floor, scuffing my arm as I landed. I looked up at him and wept, ‘Please no, please don’t make me!’
With one hand, he dragged me off the floor and with the other he opened the car. He threw me into the passenger seat, ‘Shut the fuck up you little tramp!’ As he walked around the car, the eyes of passersby were on him and he screamed something at them, climbed in the car and tore off down the road towards the beach which had been a place of pleasure such a short time ago. My tears were real and the blood on my arm from the fall was now staining my white shorts.
The car skidded to a halt behind the dunes and the whole area seemed deserted. John dragged me from the car and into the wooded area. His pace was so great, I was stumbling behind him, trying to break his vice-like grip on my wrist but it was no good. He dragged me through brambles, that you would normally step carefully over, and the sharp points ripped at the skin on my legs as he dragged me further inside the shaded area. Then we reached a fallen tree and john barked his next order,’Strip!’
‘No.. no …. please No John!’
‘THE NAME IS DADDY!’ He swung his open hand at my face. The crack resonated through my head as I spun and landed face down over the log. I felt his weight press down on my back and then his hand ripping my shorts and bikini bottoms from me in one short hard drag. Then I heard running from one side and a voice calling for John to stop what he was doing. It was an English voice and as I turned my head, the tears in my eyes meant I could only see the shape of a guy running towards us. I heard the voice again, it was Dave! As he came closer, John left me on the log and ran at him, arms flying in assault, screaming abuse at this intruder. I saw fists flying and then Dave turned and ran away. I was petrified. This was not part of the plan! Before I could even think about running, another full fisted punch hit my ribs and then John’s fat fingers started pushing at my arse hole. I screamed with pure pain and another slap hit my face. I screamed more so his hand went hard over my mouth, ‘Shut the fuck up you little whore! You will learn one way or the other!’
He pulled his fingers out of me and spat heavily on my hole, then I knew what to expect as his huge cock began to push at me. I was nervous, I was tense and that didn’t help as he rammed himself in. The pain shot through my body, my poor hole stretching beyond its ability, and I was praying to faint. Every time I screamed, he punched, bit or slapped me and continued pumping his massive prick inside me as he tore my vest and bikini top from me. Then I heard more shouting but it didn’t sound English. Maybe some other people had seen and were going to help me. The shouting got louder and John began to hurl abuse back at them as he continued to fuck me like a naked rag doll, but the shouting got more insistent. John’s punches got harder, as did his ramming of my poor bottom and then suddenly a loud noise and John fell on top of me, pushing all breath from my lungs, John was silent, still.
I felt something dripping onto my face, I tried to move from under him, I was stuck. I moved a hand to my face to feel what was dripping on me. It was thick heavy blood. I screamed a hysterical scream and then felt everything go dark. My last thought was of relief. Death was finally taking me!
When my eyes opened, everything around me was white. Lots of lights above me on a white ceiling. I couldn’t seem to move very well but I didn’t feel any pain. I managed to lift my arm and it was in a long white sleeve. My confused mind came up with the one logical thought. ‘I’m an Angel!’
My eyes closed again and I went back into unconsciousness but when my eyes opened again, I had a better vision, Mike was stood above me, smiling! I tried to sit up but soon gave up on that idea as pains throughout my body suddenly reminded me they were there.
‘What happened?’ I asked croakily
‘It worked Lucy! Not as we planned but it worked!
At that moment my Mum walked in and he stopped talking. Mum’s eyes were red and puffy and without saying a word, she just hugged me and sobbed into my shoulder. It was hurting some of my bruises but I didn’t care. After a few minutes, a nurse pulled my Mum from me and said I needed rest. They both kissed me softly and the nurse put a needle in my arm and I felt sleep drifting over me.
When I woke later, I saw a sealed envelope on my locker with my name on it. I opened the note and read carefully.
‘My Darling Lucy,
When I set up our plan, my hope was to use Dave and Kathy to help us get some video proof of what John was doing to you and either get him to stop or to give it to the police. That was why we got you to go to the shop and do your protest in a public place.
When Dad had me alone, he got the info about the beach out of me so that is why we had you mention the beach outside the shop, I guessed he would take you there. If that happened, I guessed he would want to rape you there which is why Dave was waiting to try and stop him. I didn’t expect his assault on Dave and when he realised that Dad would have beaten him to a pulp, he panicked and ran back, but we didn’t anticipate any of the public calling the Greek police. Even less did we expect Dad to be so engrossed in raping you that he would ignore the police.
They shot him. He’s dead!
I know he was my Father, but he stopped being my Dad when he started fucking me. He stopped being a human when he started raping you. We are free.
I have also told your Mum about us. She was a bit shocked at first but she already had a lot to think about and she feels guilty about what Dad did to you. All she wants is for you to be happy, so I think all is good.
I love you so much my little Princess and I will help you to get well and then we can begin our life.
Love you always
Mxxx’
Epilogue – One year on!
As I lay here in bed, it is hard to believe everything that has happened. We sold the house in Surrey and moved back to Yorkshire. Mum took a longer time to recover mentally than myself or Mike, but she is doing good now. She is happy that Mike and I are so much in love and has already started to hint that she wants to be a Granny!
As I turn to my beautiful man, taking his permahard cock in my hand, I shudder at what could have been. I lift myself on top of him and slowly lower my hot wet pussy onto his manhood, never tiring of the joy it brings. I look deep into his eyes, knowing I have my man for life.
‘Make love to me Mike!’ I whisper, knowing I will never be disappointed.
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