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Yuko’s Chioce

13 year old Yuko fall for a black woman seen peeking at her nude body in a changing room, one things leads to another and they both end up on spits.

Fantasm

The Final Lesson

All of the incidents in this story are fiction, but the relationship between the two main characters is based on my relationship with my lover. The story is dedicated to her.
“Are you ready for this, baby?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m always ready for anything you have for me.” Anne smiled sweetly. She calls me “Daddy” because I’m much older than she is, and because we share fantasies about incest. It says something about our relationship that the incest fantasies are one of the tamer aspects.
I looked at her, took in the love and devotion shining on her face, and her curvy, sexy body, naked of course, and once again realized just how lucky I was to have found her. She was just a teenager that night, alone on the streets. Whether she was a runaway or simply had no home I never found out, never cared. I took her in, as I had others before her, but found that there was something different about her, something special.
I raped her that first night, of course, but only after I had fed her, let her warm up on a chilly night. I’m not heartless, after all. But eventually I had to have her, ripped her clothes from her body, threw her down on the bed, forced myself into her, felt her hymen rip away as I violated her virgin body.
“God, no don’t, please DON’T!” Her screams and sobs were useless, they simply drove me into a greater frenzy, along with the feel of her virgin blood seeping around me as I plunged into her again and again. She kept screaming, pleading, until just about the time I felt that I was going to explode inside her. Then she screamed again, but differently this time, exultation having replaced fear and disgust on her face.
“Oh god, fuck yes! Aaahh, uh… uh…uh!” I felt her body shudder, her muscles gripping my shaft, her fingers clawing at my shoulders. My seed poured into her, mixing with her juices, her blood. As I lay on top of her, panting, I realized that she was special, that she might be the one.
She bears my marks now, showing that she is mine. On her back and shoulders. On her breasts and belly. On her inner thighs. Marks from my whip and collars, my teeth and nails, in a couple of spots marks from my knife. She has accepted them all willingly, gratefully, proud to be mine, to know that I love her. Each time I’ve needed her to take another step on the road to depravity and degradation she has followed with a smile.
The rape and the incest fantasies were just the beginning. When I forced her to suck me, or raped her anally, she thanked me. When I tied her up, whipped her, beat her, she only begged for more. Her body quivered the first time I dragged the point of my knife along her skin, she gasped and chewed on her lip when I let it penetrate her skin just enough to draw a drop of blood. I urinated inside her after filling her with my semen – she told me how nice and warm it felt. I let my urine cascade over her in the shower after emptying myself down her throat – she tipped her head back, let it wash over her face and hair, opened her mouth to drink. And then there was the choking. She loved to have me choke her during sex, the harder and longer the better. She always wanted me to choke her enough so that she’d pass out just as her orgasm was rolling over her.
With each new degradation I loved her more, became more convinced that she might be the one. I’d never hoped to find a woman nearly as depraved as I, and I thanked whatever fate had handed her to me, while at the same time wondering if eventually I’d go beyond even her limits.
The dog was a big step. She was on her knees servicing me with her mouth one day when the animal wandered in, seemingly by chance. He’s a big, rangy mutt of indeterminate origin. There’s definitely some sort of hound included in the mix, but otherwise it could be just about anything. He trotted up behind Anne, stuck his snout between her legs and began licking her. She gasped, but otherwise didn’t miss a beat. In fact she positioned herself to give the dog better access. I could tell by the way her lips and tongue were working on me that she was enjoying being molested that way. When the animal mounted her and began thrusting into her tight little hole, she took her mouth away from me for a moment and looked up.
“God, Daddy, he’s fucking me!”
“Yes, baby, he’s making you his bitch, just like I did.”
“Thank you, Daddy!” She took me back in her mouth, moaning in pleasure. The dog humped her wildly, as dogs do, his claws tearing at her shoulders, then wrapping around her and scratching her belly. Watching a scene like that I couldn’t hold out for long. I fed Anne my semen, reveling in the feeling of her throat pulsing around me as she swallowed, then pulled back to watch. Anne looked up at me, rapturous joy on her face. Then she gasped.
“Fuck, Daddy, I’m gonna cum, he’s gonna make me cum! OH…GOD…YESSSS!” She clutched at me, burying her face in my belly, her body trembling. She let out a low moan, and I noticed that the dog wasn’t moving in and out of her any more. He had knotted inside her and was emptying himself into her. When Anne’s orgasm was done, I let her slide to the floor to wait for the dog’s knot to go down so he could release her. The look on her face was angelic.
You’d have thought that having sex with the dog was enough, that no more tests would be necessary for her to prove herself. And for anyone else it would have been. But not for me. I’ve reached levels of degradation that most can only dream about. So there would be one more test. And now it was here, finally.
“Wait here, baby, I’ll be right back.” She nodded. I had a look at Anne’s naked body before I walked through the door into the next room. She was all soft curves, with big, luscious breasts, and the kind of round belly that I can’t get enough of. Hips that flared out, promising that she’d have no problems bearing my babies if she was, in fact, the one. Her body was perfect, as was everything else about her. So far.
I walked back into the bedroom leading the girl by the hand. She was a teenager, about the same age Anne was when I took her in, a small blond, with one of those innocent faces that turn most men to mush. I’m not most men. Her name was Debbie. Don’t ask me how I know. She was naked as Anne and I were, except for a scarf around her neck. Her wrists were tied together in front of her. Her ankles had also been tied until I’d released them so she could walk into the bedroom.
Anne’s eyes got wide when she looked at Debbie. “Daddy, I thought I was all you needed.” She looked like she was going to cry.
I stroked her hair. “You are, baby, you’re all I’ve ever needed. She’s not for me, she’s for you. You can do whatever you want with her.”
She pouted a little, something she almost never did. “What if I just want to get rid of her?”
I smiled gently. “Then you can do that. But getting rid of her without fucking her first would be a waste, don’t you think?”
Anne looked a little puzzled, trying to figure out what was going on. “But, Daddy, how can I fuck her?”
“I’ll show you, baby.” I opened the drawer in the table next to the bed, took out the strap-on. I’m not sure which of the girls looked more shocked. I didn’t say anything else, just walked over behind Anne and started helping her put it on. She simply let me do it. She is mine, after all. I whispered into her ear, “Rape her, baby. Rape her the way I raped you the night we met.”
Anne stepped over to Debbie, almost as if in a trance, ready to do what I told her to simply because I told her. Debbie began to cry.
“Please don’t do this to me. Please!” Anne’s hand flashed out, slapping Debbie face with a crack that echoed in the room.
“Shut up bitch!” I saw something new on Anne’s face. A realization that she didn’t always have to be the submissive one. That Debbie wasn’t worthy of her respect, and she could treat the little blond girl any way she wanted. As long as I approved, of course. And I did.
Anne pushed Debbie onto the bed, climbed on top of her, and penetrated her with the dildo. The blond girl screamed, thrashed. Anne slapped her again, began pumping in and out of her with the dildo. I could see blood streaking it when she pulled back. Debbie had been a virgin, as I’d suspected. She was sobbing, but still trying to fight back a little. Anne was moaning, panting, as she violated the teenager. The strap-on had a knob to stimulate her, and it seemed to be working. Or else my little angel really enjoying being on the other end of a rape. I’d watched long enough. I stepped over behind Anne, spread her buttocks apart, pressed the tip of my shaft against the tight ring of her anus.
“Yes, Daddy, put it in! Fuck me in the ass!” I entered her, feeling that wonderful tightness as her muscles squeezed me. Anne liked anal sex more than any other woman I’ve ever known, a fact that made me very happy. I began moving in and out of her in rhythm with her strokes into Debbie. Anne was moaning louder now, faster, and I knew her orgasm wasn’t far off. I wasn’t going to last long at this rate, either. I leaned down, whispered into Anne’s ear.
“Choke her baby, the way you like me to choke you. But use the scarf, it makes it easier.” Anne took the scarf in her hands, pulled it tight around Debbie’s throat. The teenager’s eyes got big, she clawed at the scarf, trying to loosen it. She had seemed to be resigned to being raped, had stopped struggling, but now she was fighting back again. She seemed to realize what was coming before Anne did. Anne wasn’t thinking about much at that point. Her body was beginning to shudder as her orgasm began. Her anus pulsed around me, and that triggered my own orgasm, as I flooded her bowels.
“Daddy, I’m cumming. Fuck yes!” As the orgasm rippled through her, she reflexively pulled tighter on the scarf around Debbie’s throat. I could see the girl’s face past Anne’s shoulder, watched as it turned ashen, then purple. Debbie’s hands relaxed, no longer trying to pull away the scarf. Her body convulsed, then went limp. I missed the feeling of being pressed against her when that happened, of being inside her at that moment, but it was worth it. My baby was now fully part of my life. Anne held the scarf taught for a few more seconds, then let it go, braced herself against the girl’s body.
“She’s dead, isn’t she, Daddy? I killed her.” No fear or regret in her voice. Maybe a thrill of excitement.
“Yes, baby, you killed her.”
“Good, she was a stupid cunt who didn’t deserve to live.”
Those words made me happier than I’ve ever been before. Now there could be no question. She’s the one I’ve been looking for all these years.

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Jessica’s Number – Part 1 of 4

The end of the Gender war broght death and devistation, farm animals nearly extinct new meat had to be found. The National Female Culling Act was created to farm women as the new food sorce.

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The Final Cut

Jessica agrees to meet her online cannibal friend Jerry who will make her fantasy of becoming meat come true on his farm with her girl friend Stacey agreeing to be the one who cooks her.

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A Lonely Road

Well. This is my first story. Please tell tell how it was, I plan it to be the first of series. Thanks…. 🙂

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Weird Tales, Succubus. Part 4

It had been a couple of hour after I had touched the book. The books crackling had stopped. Did I want to look in it I feared what was going to be in it.
I opened it with some trepidation and the first page was a family tree was not very big listing my farther as Azrael and my mother as Janet. I was the result of their meeting. The next link was Lilith to me. Lilith “See my prince we were ment to be the book knows!” she said.
The next page read like a diary it had Lilith’s and mine first meeting right to us parting and my life after that and me meeting of Lily and all that came after. With every thing that had gone on I was numb to any more shocks right now.
Lilith took me back to the field to learn to fly again. This time knowing every thing I knew was all wrong It made it easier to let all my past go. This made it easier to fly, though not very well right now. I guessed it will come with time.
Lamia had came for Lilith and they went of together. I was left alone I wondered what else I could do so raising my arm I took a deep breath and thought of a sword and one materialised in my hand.
It felt solid but no weight to it. Red like my wings, there was a tree walking to it swung it in a down ward ark it passed through the tree nothing. Then it slid and fell a clean cut. Then getting rid of the sword wondering what else I could to do thinking of a ball I opened the my hand and on the palm of my hand was a red ball I threw it, it landed bounced and blew up leaving a small crater.
If I could cause destruction I wondered if I could heal things. Going back to the tree I thought of a pulley to lift the tree put it back together placing a hand on it closed my eye and felt the energy go in to the tree. I felt drained doing this the pulley vanished and the tree was hole again. I swayed and fell backwards closed my eye drifted off.
Waking up I got up wondered back to the settlement I carried on to the community hall, I entered sat down and food was brought to me. I consumed all that had been put in front of me. Finishing I went to find the tower I was sharing with Lilith as they all looked a like I flew and checked each one till i found the right one.
I marked the out side out the window and on ground level, I went in to sleep off my meal as I settled down on the bed and contemplate my future heard a flapping of wings Looking up I was in time to see Lilith land. I got up and greeted her, her hands held my hips she moved in to kiss I felt a hand move down and fondled my balls, another sound of flapping wings sounded.
“Sister What are you doing?” I heard Lilith’s voice.
Pulling away to see and back at the one who had the arms round me to see it was Lamia the sister. She pulled away hist at Lilith and flew away fast.
“What going on what this about?” I ask
Lilith was upset, ran up to me confused by what had happened and gave me a hug.
Moments later we heard screams and shouts looking out of the window we saw a fire ferociously burning in the community building and a marching horde. We both flew out to see what was happening the horde was marching on the settlement and hacking down any in there way.
a small force met them to fight them off to no avail behind them two figures stood they walked forward through the melee as they came in to view, it was Lamia and a cloaked figure Lilith’s farther met them only to be ran threw by a sword he slumped.
All i could do as Lilith was in shock holding me, as I was numb from all the things I had been through I was had a clear head, leaving Liliths side forcing her to retreat I found a sword in my hand shield in other I started to run toward the fighting not thing what I was doing.
Joining the fight helping defend this settlement it was all a mess no one leading so taking charge round up a couple fighter to help with round up the peasant to help buy time for them to escape. A hand full of men and I did what we could I created a few energy bombs and parted their ranks killing a small hand full.
I kept watch and as the last of the peasants made their escape. I with the defenders cut down some more of the attackers, we made out retreat leaving the settlement. and what was left was over ran. I looked back to see them start to set up camp moving in as we flew off.
We all flew for a day and night we saw no sign of them pursuing us, we came to a neighbouring settlement I had flown near Lilith her eyes red and swollen. We asked for sanctum for now, I comforted Lilith she had seen her farther cut down and her sisters betrayal.
Lilith sort out what I now found as the record keeper the monk like person of their people. Lilith wanted to do what was called the bonding with me I tried to dissuade her but she was resolute.
I liked Lilith in a strange way. Finding her beautiful even if she was not human, well I was not fully human either.
I reluctantly agreed to it after some pressuring but a nagging doubt in the pit of my stomach said other wise. Lilith and I in-front of the record keeper, one hand on our books her other hand on mine we had to recite vowels kind of like marrying.
Tents had popped up over Lilith led me to one that was free, we went in, we both became naked, her firm breasts hung in-front of me her nipples hard pocking out, she moved in on me her arms round my waist we kissed our bodies pressed against each other.
Pulling away from the kiss, I kissed her neck worked down her body to a breast fondling them at first pinching and twisted the nipples. Then taking one in my mouth and sucked it, soft to hard then licked it and nibbled, moving from one to the other. I kissed down her body I kneeled hooking my arms under her legs I began to lick her pussy my tongue exploring bottom to top and inside and sucking her labia, my hands caressing her bottom.
Little moans came from her and I felt a wetness start to form I paid some attention to her clit. I stopped and sat back on my knees my cock hard standing proud.
Lilith kneeled down taking my cock and started stroking it then pulling back on it she took it in her mouth and greedily sucked it like it was going out of fashion treating it like a ice lolly bobbing up and down slurping sounds were made.
She stopped raised herself up and lowered herself down taking my cock held it and guided me inside her, she sank on me held her position, I felt her muscle contracted round me milking slowly we kissed again.
Lilith rocked her hips back and forth before sliding up to push down again. We made love, she slid up and down on me our eyes fixed on each other. our love making different from the first time. Slow more intimate our bodies worked together, lowing her down to the ground still in her I was on top, her legs hooked over my buttocks and I started pulling out and pushed in skin on skin. I sped up and slowed altering pace, she rocked her hips as I slid in and out then from soft to hard in her.
She squeezed me has I pulled out and released as I pushed in, kissing her neck she kissed mine she made little moans of pleasure pulling out and pushing in holding and repeated this. I started to feel her wetness flow on me I felt the urge build up in me my balls tightened and started to sped up my pace and I exploded in her unloading my cum deep in her.
I tried pulling out but to a shot of pain I had forgot I could not it hurt both of use pushing back in her, it made me more sensitive and kept me hard in her. We kept making love I ended ejaculating more times in her than I had ever done before even more than the first time we did not stop making love my member rubbing inside her. until I popped out with a plopping sound. Feeling a pang not wanting to be released from our ecstasy of the feeling of being bonded a feeling beyond description and intimacy from being together.
We had ended up being here two days now and I knew we could not stay here indefinitely.
I got up leaving Lilith to her slumbers leaving the tent, It was night time I flew back to the settlement a day and night flying to go back it was night when I got there every thing seemed quite the attackers had settled in they small fires burned, tents littered the place in the centre a giant cross on it Lilith’s father hung up as a warning his leg cleaved off guts hanging out.
Creeping closer to get a better look at what was going on I bumped in to a century we both froze for a moment the flight and fight response in me I pounced muffling any sound he would make. my hand on his face I placed an energy face gag on him he struggled to get it off.
I moved fast pulled down Lilith’s farther put his remains in one tower, I went to the base of it ran round touching the blocks charging the base blocks. I left quickly they blew up the tower imploded burying the remains.
The hole camp was up in alarm by this, I ran by the prone century still struggling the mask exploded taking his heads off made my escape back to Lilith. I had last all feeling or right and wrong and emotion or compassion.
When I got back Lilith was frantic by me leaving I had to reassure her I was ok, Looking up I saw three figures coming in I snuck over listen in to what was being said then they started to leave the settlement we were at.
I was angered at the promise made that the settlement would be safe if they handed us over.
I lost it and slayed them in cold blood hacking them to pieces the figures no more. by the time I had finished there was so many bits one would be hard pressed to say what bit was what. I looked a mess soaked in their blood.
Walking back Lilith was shocked at how I looked, asking what happened, I told her. Lilith gathered the rest of her people. I cleaned up we had to move. traveling we headed to a mountain range in the west.
We found a cave settled standing out side the cold air washing over me, I felt what was like a physical slump the realisation of what I had done. I threw up, retching after I had nothing left. it had been like a slumbering monster was waiting for its time and when it did it enjoy every moment of its freedom.
We ended up having to keep moving as Azrael kept up his pursuit. Some of Lilith’s people would go out to get food, form hunting and other settlements that would offer help, Lilith knew that we would have to fight back some time we had to keep moving every couple of days a month passed by and Lilith confided in me that she was with child.
Finding out I would be a farther I did not know how I was supposed to feel about this not that I ever planned to have a child or see one in my future now I was in turmoil. We had to stand and fight we could not keep running with Lilith baring a child.
I gathered up the all men. We were going to stand our ground and fight back They would capture us sooner or later, might as well stand and fight on our terms. I lead the men folk flying under cover before braking cover as not to give the where a bouts of the women hiding place.
Flying high into the air seeing their horde landing with the men I was leading we faced I could see Azrael. He stood out behind his men and with him Lamia by his side. I started the march the men behind me I created a mace at this moment I wanted the lurking monster in me to come show its self, the horde started to march on us. I chose a mace to use in battle.
“Charge!!!” I shouted, we started to run they charged too. We had a smaller number of men to them, we clashed weapon on weapon, I wielding the mace catching one of the enemy round the head hearing a crunch getting splatter on me, looking round seeing the brave men fight.
Looking round in time to deflect a blow but getting knocked of my feet, being helped up we formed square to protect each others backs. The field was starting to run red with blood, looking to where Azrael was he with Lamia had a captured Lilith some how.
The monster that lurked came out in me, braking the square we made so I could try and rescue Lilith, changing from mace to sword hacking at any thing in my path only to get stopped in my tracks and grabbed from behind feeling pain in my back then passing out. When I next woke I and Lilith’s people captured, seeing Lilith tied to a cross Azrael and Lamia with a record keeper they were doing the bonding joining in marriage or the equivalent.
Went it was over Lamia turned to Lilith something was said between the pair and then Lamia stabbed Lilith cutting upwards Lilith fell limp.
“NOOOO!” I shouted. The monster rose up I tried to use my wings but found only pain Being informed that they were cut off, my hand on the lock caging us sending energy through it and blowing the lock charging forward.
unleashing fury cutting a sway to clear a path I wondered if I could conjure up new wings making it to Lilith cutting her down stealing Azraels book and flying away as fast as I could, opening a door way to the void entering and laying Lilith down, feeling loss for both her and an unborn child.
Then I decided to take her body rest it with her farther. returning to the void looking threw Azrael’s book I knew what I was going to do kill him before is birth, the void seemed to be-able to do many thing why not to his past this would course a paradox with what would happen next when I did.
I opened up a door to the past flying with the wings I made for myself find the settlement that would give rise to Azrael, There would be no mercy no compassion all would die avenging a death that happen to a death that would happen.
Walking up to the settlement throwing energy bombs bring them out and changing to a mace and sword thoughts that met me to fight me fell crushing skull or hacking them in half I had nothing to lose making me the biggest danger to any one or any thing in my path.
Changing weapons again two children ran out I captured them placing energy face mask on them I watched as the masks exploded and blood fountained in the air, all that I was before this was dead along with Lilith. Screams of fear and terror in my wake cutting all down in my path once all the resistance was dealt with and watching those that were trying to flee. Switching to a bow and arrow firing it only to see those hit fall from the sky in balls of flames. lastly find the family that spawned Azrael the farther trying to stand in my way only to fall.
Seeing his eye as he saw his guts fall on the floor and last the mother trying to flee, picking a bow and arrow releasing it hitting its targets, see her going up in a ball of fire and a scream of pain.
A bush moved I looked and out came to girls covered in downy hair wings from their back and horns from there heads “Who are you?” I ask.
“I am Lilith” said a pretty Ebony girl.
“I am Lamia” said the other “are you not scared of us?” she continued.
“Why would I be scared of to pretty girls” I blushed.
The girls giggled and both gave me a quick kiss on my my cheeks I bushed more they giggled again and they where off back in the bush where they came from.

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Dolcett Game Reserve

Jessica after comeing of age for the Dolcett lotto decide’s to volunteer for the Dolcett Game reserve’s anual game and try to win exemption status, will she win?.

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Natya’s Last Walk

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

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Fantasm

The game part 2

I heard the crunch of tires on gravel and mentally steeled myself to face Nick’s anger. Taking a deep breath I forced myself to remain where I was and tried to ignore the nervous excitement vibrating in every fiber of my being. I concentrated on the warmth of the sun on my bare skin and made a conscious effort to stay calm.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when the car door slammed. My fingers clenched on the satiny smooth arms of the redwood lounge chair as I listened to his footsteps climb the wooden steps to the wide deck on the front of the A frame cabin looking out over the blue mountain lake. Another deep breath, though, and by the time he reached the top of the stairs I knew I was the picture of serenity.
I didn’t open my eyes as his shadow fell across me. His anger seethed, boiling off of him in palpable waves. He waited in silence for me to acknowledge his presence and I knew his fury was growing with each second that I didn’t. I couldn’t help the slight smile that curved my lips.
Without even seeing him I could feel his body tense. “I’m pregnant,” I said softly, my eyes still closed.
That was surprise number one and I knew it quenched some of the fire fueled by his rage at my disappearance three days before. I heard him move and when I finally opened my eyes he was standing by the rail looking at the spectacular view. I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the deck chair and rose gracefully to my feet.
Barefoot, I padded silently to stand beside him. I watched otters frolic around the floating platform anchored fifty feet from the end of our dock, waiting for him to speak. He leaned against the wooden rail, his elbows resting on top it as he stared toward the distant shore on the other side of the lake.
“Just because I’m not going to beat you while you’re pregnant doesn’t mean I won’t find other ways to hurt you,” he said after a long silence. He continued to stare out over the water.
“I know,” I said smiling softly.
He gave me a sidelong glance. I turned my back to the rail and leaned against it. Nick straighten up, his eyes running over my bikini clad body taking in the fullness of my breasts and the gentle swell of my belly. His gaze wandered to my hips. The flirty little ruffle skirted bottom of my swimsuit left very little to the imagination.
He lifted me to sit on the rail and pushed my knees apart to stand between my thighs, his hands on my back at my waist. I leaned back in his strong arms as he bent to press his lips against my abdomen just below my navel. It was easily a twenty foot drop to the shale covered ground that sloped sharply away toward the lake. I knew Nick wasn’t going to let me fall.
He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. “Don’t ever do that to me again,” he said huskily.
“I emailed you to tell you where I was,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“And then didn’t answer your phone or email for the next three days,” he said, his hands sliding to the hook on the back of my top. “It’s too isolated for you to be here alone. Especially now.”
He unfastened the hook and slid the straps down my arms. “I wasn’t alone,” I said as he disengaged my hands clasped at the back of his neck to pull the navy blue top off.
His eyes left my breast to return to mine. “What do you mean?”
I slid off the rail. “I have a surprise for you,” I said reaching for his hand to pull him toward the sliding doors into the cabin.
“I don’t like surprises,” he reminded me as I tugged at him.
“You’re going to love this one,” I promised as he began to reluctantly follow me.
Once inside I dropped his hand and skipped toward the the back of the house, glancing over my shoulder to see if he was still following before I disappeared into the guest bedroom. He was loosening the blue and gray striped silk tie as he crossed the living room and I realized he must have driven straight from the office. I smiled widely, knowing that in a few seconds he was going to know that everything I’d put him through the past few days was worth it.
Nick stopped dead in the doorway, staring at the girl I had bound naked to the sawhorse at the foot of the queen sized four postered bed. His eyes roamed her ripe young body. Her limbs tied tightly to the four legs, the crossbeam of the sawhorse pressing cruelly into her spine, her body was stretched beautifully. Her skin was taut, corrugated by her ribs, her breasts flattened to small round, mounds topped with tiny, pink buds. Her head hung down at one end of the beam. She’d been tied to it for several hours in anticipation of Nick’s arrival. She didn’t have the strength to hold it up anymore.
His eyes met mine across her body. “Where did you get her?” he asked drawing the tip of his finger from the base of her throat down to her navel. I couldn’t take my eyes off of the rapidly growing bulge under the gray fabric of his trousers. Her perfect, unmarred skin quivered at his touch.
“At the park near home,” I said smiling. “She was sleeping in the restroom.”
“Run away?” he asked.
“From Kansas,” I said grinning.
He lifted her head to inspect her face. A pretty girl, she had long, dark hair and huge, almond shaped, cinnamon brown eyes. They were focussed on Nick now and brimming with fresh tears. He caught one as it spilled from the corner of her eye and raised his finger to his lips to taste it.
“You’re not in Kansas anymore. Are you scared?” he asked her.
Her chin quivered. “Help me,” she said so quietly it was barely audible.
Nick chuckled quietly as he let her head fall back. The malicious sound sent a chill of excitement along my spine. He slowly circled the girl, his hand brushing my waist as he passed me. He stopped again at the opposite end of the beam, his lascivious gaze locking on the smooth, hairless slit at the apex of her silky thighs.
Her pale pink labia protruded slightly between the outer lips of her pussy like the folded petals of some exoctic flower. I could feel her body cringe as Nick’s hands parted her flesh to expose the tight opening of her vagina and the tiny bud of her clitoris peeking shyly from beneath it’s hood. I bit my bottom lip trying to hide my excitement as his forefinger flicked at the erect nub at the top of her slit before he drew it down to plunge it into her little cunt.
His eyes flew to mine as he encountered the obstruction I’d already known he’d find there. “How old?” he asked me.
I lifted the girl’s head. “Tell Daddy how old you are,” I ordered her.
“He’s not my daddy,” she said defiantly.
I wrapped her hair around my fist and pulled it hard. She cried out in pain. “Tell Daddy how old you are,” I demanded harshly.
“Thirteen,” she shrieked. “Please let me go.”
Nick was unbuttoning his shirt. “What’s your name, baby?” he asked as he shrugged it off and handed it to me.
“Jennifer,” she whimpered. “Please. Please let me go.”
I folded Nick’s shirt and laid it neatly over the back of the chair in the corner of the room. He unbuckled his belt and and rolled it up before holding it out to me. I put it on top of the dresser as he unbuttoned his trousers and opened the zipper. Jennifer was crying loudly, still pleading pathetically for her freedom.
He pushed his pants and undershorts down and pulled them off together. I picked them up and folded the pants along the crease, laying them on top of his shirt. Circling the weeping girl bound to the sawhorse, Nick paused by her head, stroking his hard cock. I licked my lips at the sight of the creamy, clear pre-cum oozing from the tip. He tapped her chin with the spongy, mushroom like head and she cringed, turning her face from him. He laughed and ran his hand over breasts. Her nipples hardened in response to his caress. Nick pinched them, twisting as he pulled the mounds of soft flesh into small, tight cones.
Jennifer screamed and tried to arch her back. Nick laughed softly and let his finger tips glide across her perfect skin as he continued around her tautly stretched body. Standing between her silky thighs he worked his finger between the puffy, rose colored lips of her pussy and began to slowly rub up and down.
The teenager jerked and moaned every time he stroked her clit. Nick pulled his finger away and closed his fist around his thick cock. He stroke it a few times then rubbed the head through the dampening folds of her vulva. The girl’s body stiffened as she strained against her bond, knowing what was coming next.
“Please don’t. Please don’t. Please don’t,” she chanted breathlessly.
Nick guided the head of his cock to the opening of her cunt. He groaned deep in his chest as he pushed it into her. His hands grasped her hips and his eyes locked on mine as he shoved the entire length of his raging cock into her virgin pussy, shredding her hymen.
Her body jerked as she screamed. Without a care for the freshly deflowered girl’s pain, Nick began to pound his dick into her bleeding vagina. I knelt by her head and pushed her up as far as I could so she could watch his cock ravage her cunt.
I kissed the side of her pretty, tear streaked face. “Tell Daddy how good it feels,” I whispered, my tongue flicking at the tears pooling in her shell like ear. “Tell him how much you like it.”
Jennifer just sobbed as Nick continued fucking her like he was possessed. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back hard. She shrieked in fear and pain as her neck was bent at an excruciating angle.
“Tell him,” I said roughly.
I lifted her head again. “It feels good,” she stammered through her sobs. “I like it. It feels good.”
“Call him Daddy,” I whispered against her ear. “Call him Daddy and beg him to keep fucking you. If you want to live through this, make me believe you mean it.”
She swallowed hard. “Please, Daddy,” she whimpered. “It feels so good. Please fuck me. Keep fucking me.”
Nick’s fingers dug into her hips and she cried out again. He drove his hard cock as far into the little teenager’s cunt as he could. Jennifer grunted when the head of his penis slammed into her cervix each time he bottomed out in her pussy.
“She’s so fucking tight.” he groaned , his breathing growing ragged as he thrust into her faster and harder.
“Daddy’s going to fill your little pussy up with cum,” I said pressing my lips against Jennifer’s ear.
She looked panicked. She shook her head as she watched Nick thrust into her cunt. His breath hissed through clenched teeth and he pounded his tumescent cock into her so hard that the sawhorse started sliding across the floor. I braced it with my body so Jennifer could really enjoy the power of his thrusts
Nick shoved into her and groaned loudly. He ground his pelvis against her vulva and shuddered as his balls emptied themselves, his cum rushing through his pulsing cock to wash her womb. I stroked her hair as she lay there whimpering then stood up to move to Nick’s side.
“Do you like your surprise?” I asked, smiling up at him.
He leaned down and kissed me. “Which one?” he asked when he lifted his head.
I could smell her sex on him and it excited me. “Jen,” I said with a breathless laugh.
“She’s beautiful,” he said running his fingers up over her abdomen as he moved toward her head.
“You can take your time with this one,” I said, watching him across the length of her naked torso.
“So many possibilities,” he mused out loud.
He pushed his thumbs hard against the sides of her face, pressing the inside of her cheeks between her back teeth and forcing her mouth open. She started crying harder. He slid his half flaccid cock into her mouth and began fucking her face with a slow, steady rhythm.
I pushed two fingers into her wet cunt and matched the rhythm of my thrusts to Nick’s. Jennifer moaned as we fucked her from both ends. Nick closed his eyes and thrust deeper into her throat. I watched her neck swell and contract with his movement as I pushed another finger into her slick pussy. She gurgled around his cock, her body straining against her bonds as his swelling penis began to cut off her air.
I pushed a fourth finger into her body and tucked my thumb against my palm to fuck her sopping cunt. The soft walls of her vagina clung to my hand as I thrust violently into her young body. I could feel the tips of my finger tips brushing the mouth of her womb.
Nick’s breath was coming in rapid raspy grunts as he thrust into Jen’s mouth fast and hard. Every muscle in her taut, young body was rigid as his rampant cock slammed into her face, his balls slapping against her nose. I quickened the rhythm of my thrusts, curling my fingers into a fist to pound the teenager’s tight cunt.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck. Uhn. Uhn. Uhn,” he grunted as he buried his hard prick in Jennifer’s pretty face.
As Nick released his semen into the girl’s throat I felt her pussy clenching around my fist and I let her spasms push me out of her vagina. He held his cock in her mouth and I saw him give a little shudder. Jennifer made a gargling sound, her throat convulsed as she tried to swallow Nick’s piss. It leaked from the corners of her mouth and ran in rivulets into her dark hair.
He stepped back, his limp penis sliding from her mouth. She coughed and sputtered as she gasped for air. Nick sat on the end of the bed and stared intently at the young girl as his breathing calmed to normal.
“Untie her,” he ordered me as he rose to his feet and left the room.
I heard the water running in the master bathroom as I kneeled to loosen the ropes binding Jennifer’s arms to the sawhorse. I untied her ankles and helped her sit up. She was shaking as I helped her lift her leg over the crossbeam. She stood unsteadily and leaned heavily on me when I helped her walk to the side of the bed.
I laid beside her on the heavy brocade coverlet and held her close in my arms. “Why are you doing this to me?” she asked quietly in a tremulous little girl voice. “I thought you were my friend.”
“I am your friend.” I assured her gently. “I cleaned you up and fed you. And you’re never going to have to worry about where you’re going to sleep again.”
“He hurt me,” she complained woefully.
I kissed her forehead. “I know, baby,” I said in my most comforting tone as Nick came back carrying a large, glass mixing bowl filled with ice cubes. “He’s going to hurt you a lot more before we’re through.”
She struggled to sit up as he spread her legs to sit between them. She kicked at him and Nick brought his fist down on her stomach with enough force to knock the wind out of her. She cried out and he punched her again before grabbing a handful of her silky hair to pull her face close to his.
“Fight me,” he snarled grabbing her hand and pressing it against his rapidly rising cock. “I love it when you fight me. It makes me hard and gives me a reason to hurt you, not that I need one.”
He released her hair and she fell back on the bed sobbing. I wrapped my arms around her again and held her as Nick spread her legs apart. She shuddered as he caressed the silky skin of her inner thighs.
“NOoooooo!” she wailed as he pushed a piece of the ice into her cunt.
Using his forefinger, he shoved it as deep as he could reach. He picked up another piece and circled her areola. The pink flesh puckered. He rubbed it over her nipple until the little bud looked achingly hard. That cube joined the first deep inside Jen’s tender, young pussy.
Nick fished another piece of ice from the bowl and shoved it unceremoniously into the girl’s virgin anus. She shrieked and lifted her ass off the bed. Nick grinned and pushed the next piece into her pussy.
He continued, alternating between her swollen cunt and tight rectum, until the bowl was empty. Jennifer was shivering violently as the ice melted inside her. Cold water from the melting ice dribbled from her vagina and ran into the crack between the firm, round globes of her ass.
Nick stood and lifted her into his arms. She struggled weakly as he carried her from the guest room. I followed him through our room into the master bath. The large triangular, jetted tub was nearly full. She gasped loudly as he dumped her into the cold water.
Without giving her time to protest he shoved her head under the water and held it there. I counted silently to thirty before he let her up. She hardly had time to expel the air in her lungs much less inhale before he pushed her under again. She kicked and struggled furiously as he held her under longer than he had the first time.
She sucked air in desperately as her head briefly broke the surface and Nick shoved her back under using both hands to hold her firmly against the bottom of the tub. He kept her there until her struggles grew weak. He grasped her upper arms and pulled her up. She sputtered and wheezed as she drew deep, ragged breaths.
“Towel,” Nick barked at me.
I grabbed the large, fluffy bath towel from its rack and thrust it at him. He shook it open and spread it on the side of the tub. He lifted her out of the water and sat her on the towel before wrapping it around her shivering body. Pulling her into his arms, he held her tightly against his chest.
“You belong to me, now,” he told her, his voice softly soothing. “You breathe because I allow it.”
Jennifer lay still in his arms sobbing quietly.
“You live to please me,” he continued. “I’m going to use you any way I want. Do you understand?”
I saw Jennifer nod her head.
“When I’m finished with you, when you don’t please me any more, I’m going to kill you,” he whispered against her hair.
Her eyes grew wide as he turned his head a little and pressed his lps against her cheek. “No,” she croaked hoarsely. “Please, no.”
“You’re going to keep me happy, right?” he asked nuzzling her throat.
“Yes,” she promised tearfully. “I’ll keep you happy. Anything you want, Daddy. I’ll keep you happy.”
Nick stood and started to help her to her feet. “Can I… I I need…” she stammered nervously.
“What?” he ask brusquely. “What do you need?”
Jennifer jumped at the tone of his voice. I was sure she was remembering her fate should she make Nick unhappy. I laughed and reached out to stroke her arm.
“She probably needs to use the toilet,” I offered.
Jen looked at me gratefully and nodded. Nick glared at her as she stood waiting for his permission. Finally he nodded curtly. She started toward the john then turned to watch us expectantly.
“What now?” Nick asked impatiently.
Her eyes were wide with dismay. “Are you gggoing to watch me?” she stuttered.
Nick closed the space between them. He caressed her pink cheek softly then pulled the towel she held clutched to her pert, young breasts away from her. Her breath caught in her throat as Nick’s eyes roamed over her body.
“Yeah,” he said quietly. “I’m going to watch you.”
She shuddered then sat down. Squeezing her knees tightly together, she kept her eyes on the floor and rocked miserably. Nick grinned at me then turned back to the frightened girl.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered her. “Hurry up and go.”
A pathetic little whimper escaped her lips as she complied. Nick stood over her as she voided her bladder and bowels. She refused to meet his eyes as she quickly and thoroughly wiped herself before standing to flush the toilet.
She cried out in surprised pain as he closed his fingers around the back of her neck to drag her back to the guest room. I hurried after him and pulled the coverlet to the bottom of the bed as he pushed Jennifer toward it.
She sprawled against the mattress and turned quickly, scooting toward the middle as he followed her. The sheets rustled stiffly beneath his knees and he turned to look at me questioningly.
“Plastic mattress cover,” I said in answer to his unspoken question.
Nick held his hand out to me and I climbed onto the bed. “You think of everything,” he said pulling me into his arms to kiss me.
He laid me back on the pillows, his hands sliding down over my waist. I raised my hips to allow him to remove my bikini bottom. He turned to look at Jennifer. She cowered in the center of the bed.
“Know what would make me happy?” he said to her.
She stared at him apprehensively. His hand curved around the back of her head and I opened my legs as he guided her pretty face to my wet pussy. She made a mewling sound and pushed back against his hand.
“Lick her,” he said, forcing her face against my cunt.
I felt her tongue tentatively flick at my moist flesh. Nick thumped his knuckles on the back of her head and she jumped. He dug his fingers into sides of her neck and she yelped in fear.
“Do it right,” he demanded. “Get your tongue in that pussy and lick her. Suck her clit and make her moan.”
She lapped at my wet cunt, the tip of her tongue parting my labia and flicking at my clit. I slid my fingers into her hair and rocked my hips against her face. Maybe she was motivated by fear, maybe she just decided it wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be, but she started eating me out with an enthusiasm I hadn’t expected. My breathing quickened as she thrust her tongue into my vagina, swirling it around the opening.
Sucking on my forefinger first, I slipped my hand between my thighs and began circling my clit as I watched Nick knead her ass. He squeezed the fleshy globes together then spread them apart. His cock was long and hard, the tip drooling clear ooze onto his thigh.
My eyes locked on his as he grasped his cock and placed the head against the tiny pucker of Jennifer’s unprepared anus. I wrapped my fingers in her hair and held her face firmly against my dripping cunt as Nick shoved his cock into her tight little ass.
Her body jerked and she screamed against my pussy. Nick rammed his thick rod balls deep into the thirteen year old’s virgin ass, his fingers digging into her hips as she bucked wildly, trying to dislodge him. His palm cracked against her squirming cheek and she cried out again.
“It hurts. Ow, Ow, it hurts,” she wailed looking over her shoulder at him, tears spilling from her eyes.
Nick leaned forward and shoved her face back to my cunt. “If she doesn’t cum before I do this is the last time you’re going to have to worry about taking my cock,” he threatened. “I’ll slice open from your fucking cunt to your you ribs and show you your guts.”
Jen blubbered against my pussy, grunting into me as Nick slammed his cock into her bottom. She licked up and down my slit and tickled my clit with the tip of her tongue. I watched Nick through heavy lidded eyes and rocked my hips against her face.
“Use your fingers and suck my clit,” I instructed her. “Daddy is going to blow his load in your pretty little ass soon and I’m not going to fake it to save your worthless life, you fucking slut.”
She started thrusting her finger into my pussy, stroking the rippling walls as her lips closed around my rigid clit. She sucked and stroked it with the flat of her tongue. Nick was breathing hard and fast as he pounded his steely prick deep into Jen’s bowels. I felt my climax beginning to build in the pit of my stomach again as his violent thrusts drove her face against my pussy.
“Fuck, baby,” I moaned as I pulled her hair. “That’s it. That’s a good girl. Oh fuck. FUCK, yes!”
I clamped my thighs against her head and lifted my hips as my orgasm rocked through my body and flooded her mouth with my cum. She lapped at my juices mixed with her tears as I cooed to her and Nick slammed into her torn and bleeding ass.
Jennifer laid her head against my tummy, grunting as he thrust into her harder and faster. His breathing grew ragged and his head hung down, chin against his chest, his balls slapping wetly against her cunt. I stroked her hair and murmured nonsense to her.
Nick slapped her ass hard and she squealed. He slapped her again then groaned loudly as his cock swelled and pulsed inside her spraying his semen deep into her bowels. He collapsed onto her back, pressing her against the mattress between my thighs.
She cried quietly while he caught his breath. His cock softened and he pulled out of her and pushed up onto his knees. Sitting back on his heels, he pulled her up by her hair and shoved her face into his crotch. She shrieked and tried to push away from him.
“Suck it clean, you filthy bitch,” he snarled holding her face firmly against his lower belly. “Do it now or I’m going to beat you unconscious then fuck you to death.”
She lifted his flaccid penis and sucked it into her mouth, gagging as she tasted her own ass and blood on his flesh. Her head bounced up and down in his lap as she obediently sucked and licked his cum and her shit from his hardening cock. I sat up and watched Nick stroke her tangled hair.
When he was satisfied she’d cleaned him well enough, he left her curled up on the bed and collected the ropes that I’d used to bind her from the floor. He rolled her onto her belly and straddled her thighs as he tied her wrists together behind her back. He pulled her up to sit with her back against one post and wrapped the second rope around her throat, binding her to the bed.
“Do you have food in the house?” he asked me.
I nodded. Nick stood up and offered me his hand. I slid to the edge of the bed and he pulled me to my feet and into his arms. He kissed me lightly then slapped my ass playfully.
“Fix me something to eat,” he said pushing me toward the door. “I’m going to take a shower.
***
Jennifer’s tears had dried and she seemed to have resolved herself to do whatever she had to to survive. She watched warily as Nick wrapped one end of his belt around his fist as he walked back toward the bed where he’d tied her spread eagle to the posts.
“Please,” she pleaded quietly. “Don’t hurt me anymore.”
Nick smiled and she squeezed her eyes shut as he raised his arm. She shrieked in agony as he brought the belt down sharply against her small, round breasts. Without giving her a moment to recover he raised his arm again and landed the next blow on her flawless stomach.
She screamed again and again, writhing as the belt whistled through the air to strike her thighs, her belly, her breasts and even the tender flesh between her thighs. He didn’t stop until her screams ceased and she lay limp and still. I climbed onto the bed and knelt beside her inert body lightly tracing the beautiful welts and cuts his belt had left.
After untying her ankles, Nick knelt between Jen’s legs. With his hands on the backs of her thighs, he pushed her knees up to her chest. He rammed his hard cock in the the unconscious girls bruised, bleeding cunt and began to thrust viciously. I stroked her hair and watched her face as he fucked her. She made soft, little grunting sounds, but her eyes remained closed.
Nick paused in battering her abused pussy and slapped her face sharply. She groaned and slowly opened her eyes. He slapped her again and she cried out in pain. He began thrusting into her tight cunt again, his strokes slow and hard. Jen moaned and started rocking her hips to meet his thrusts.
“That’s it baby,” Nick murmured against her throat. “Fuck me back.”
She writhed under him, in pleasure this time, rolling her hips as she lifted them to take him deeper. Nick sank his teeth into the soft skin where her neck curved into her shoulder and the girl arched her back and screamed. His hands left her thighs to roam over the curve of her waist and the little slut wrapped her legs around his hips.
“It feels so good,” she moaned. “So good, Daddy.”
Nick’s hands closed around her throat and he pushed up to thrust deeply into her wetly sucking cunt. Jennifer’s eyes widened and locked on his as he cut off her breath. Her hands still bound, she twisted her body beneath his as her hips bucked wildly.
“That’s it, baby,” he groaned. “Cum for me.”
Her body arched against his, her arms straining to be freed. Nick pounded against her rigid body, grinding his pelvis against her clit. He released his hold on her throat and slipped his hand under the pillow to pull out the knife he had hidden there. Jennifer began to cry when he laid it against her ribs.
“Please don’t,” she pleaded. “Please, no more.”
He laughed softly as he drew the knife across her belly. She renewed her effort to buck him off her body and he pressed the point against her belly. She shrieked as the tip broke her skin.
“You’d better hold still,” I warned her. “If he stabs you it will be your fault.”
“Don’t kill me,” she begged. “Oh, God, please don’t kill me.”
I watched as he laid the blade flat against her stomach to push it under her skin. She sobbed as he slid a little more of the blade into her without doing any real damage. She was trembling so hard I could feel it in the mattress. He pulled the knife out and blood welled from the wound.
Nick pressed his hand against the cut. “I’m not going to kill you,” he told her as he held the knife out to me. “Haley is. I’m just going to fuck you while you die.”
I stared at the knife in my hand. The smooth, wooden handle was curved and there was a slight indentation where the pad of my thumb rested. It felt good in my hand. I knew how sharp the 4” blade was. Almost all of the scars that marked my body as Nick’s had been given to me with this knife.
Jennifer’s eyes were locked on the blade, too, as she waited for whatever torment came next. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly and tears still streamed from her brown eyes, but I don’t think she believed she was really going to die. She had decided this was just another kind of torture.
“Haley,” Nick said softly bringing my eyes to his.
I knew how I wanted to do the filthy little whore. “I need her cunt,” I told him, rising onto my knees by her thighs.
Nick laughed and pulled out of her drenched pussy, rolling to the side. I unceremoniously shoved the knife into her sopping pussy thrusting so deep it was embedded in her belly. She screamed and thrashed against the sheets as Nick grabbed her legs and pulled them up to give me better access to her vagina and to keep her from kicking me.
I twisted the blade inside her and left her impaled on it, her petite body writhing, as I pushed the rest of my hand into her, feeling for her cervix with the tips of my fingers. With Nick holding her legs open, her knees at her shoulders, I found it easily. She wailed and squirmed as I tore open her womb, trying desperately to free her legs from his firm hold.
With three fingers lodged in the mouth of her uterus, I worked my other hand into her tight pussy. She moaned loudly as I stretched and tore the delicate tissues, the sounds coming from her lips driving me to a frenzy. Nick’s cock was thick and rock hard, the head an angry red as he watched me work to end the teenager’s life.
I grasped the handle of the knife inside Jen’s body and guided the tip to her battered cervix. I slid the point in carefully beneath my fingers. Pulling my fingers out I pushed the blade in as far as I could. She arched her body hard as the point of the blade broke through her skin from inside her.
I pulled the knife out of her cunt and watched the blood run freely. Nick started to move between her legs. I laid a bloody hand against his chest and he looked at me questioningly.
“I’m not done,” I said, grinning at him.
Jen lay panting shallowly. I suspected that she was going into shock. She was still conscious, barely, but her eyes were beginning to glaze.
I knelt by her hip and pushed the two middle fingers of my right hand into her dripping cunt, curling them up against the top wall of her vagina. I felt the thick, spongy bundle of nerves that marked her G spot. I stroked it lightly for a few seconds.
“Watch this,” I said as I began tapping the little mound in rapid succession.
Jennifer came quickly, harder than she ever had before in her short life. The intense orgasm rocked through her, lifting her back off the bed as it arched her tight body. Her ravaged uterus contracted with the violent release and blood gushed from her cunt.
Nick shoved his raging hard on into her pussy and began thrusting furiously into her ruined cunt. I pushed two fingers into her and pressed them against the underside of his steely cock. He groaned as he fucked her bloody cunt hard and fast. I felt him swell and pulse as she began to convulse beneath him. He pounded her dying pussy, his arms wrapped around her body, holding her tightly against his.
I watched her face as he thrust wildly into her body. I watched the light fade in her eyes the way it had in my friend Jeannie’s when I’d given her to Nick. I felt the rush of power as the life seeped out of her young body along with her blood. She blinked rapidly as her shallow breaths rattled in her chest.
Her last breath left her lips like a whisper as Nick slammed his cock deep into her cunt and I felt the semen rushing through his cock to flood her dead pussy, mixing with her blood before it leaked out of her lax vagina. He collapsed onto her, his breathing fast and ragged. I laid my cheek against his sweaty back and stroked Jen’s soft cheek.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” I said breathlessly.
Nick raised his head to look down at the dead girl lying beneath him. She stared glassily over his shoulder, her pale lips slightly parted. His eyes shifted from her face to mine. The lust in his gaze sent a thrill along my spine.
“You’re beautiful,” he said as he pushed up onto his knees.
I laid back on the bed next to Jen’s still warm body and opened my arms to him. His belly and thighs were coated with the girl’s blood and smeared my skin as his body covered mine and he pushed his still hard cock into my wet vagina. He leaned down to kiss me as he began to thrust into me me with slow, deep strokes. I met each hard thrust, rotating my hips to grind my clit against his pelvis. His hands roamed frantically over my body and I thrilled to his touch.
Reaching out I turned Jen’s face toward me so her dead eyes were watching Nick fuck me wildly in celebration of her demise. I traced her lips with my finger tip as he drove himself into my willing body again and again. I could feel my belly tighten as my orgasm began to build.
Nick’s hands closed around my throat and tightened as his thrusts grew faster and harder. “The baby,” I reminded him breathlessly before he cut off my air.
His hands left my throat to close over my shoulders, gripping them painfully. I slipped one hand between our bodies and, when he had withdrawn all but the head of his rampant cock in preparation to slam it back into my cunt, I lifted my hips and pushed down on the top of his shaft just enough to guide the tip of his penis to my anus. He rammed the entire length of his steely cock into my ass, groaning loudly as he began to fuck me frantically. I wrapped my legs around his hips and rocked my hips to meet each hard thrust.
“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, shoving two fingers into my drenched pussy, rocking the heel of my palm against my swollen clit. “I’m gonna cum. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!”
I arched my back as my orgasm rolled over me. Nick shoved his cock deep into my body and I felt him spray one long rope of semen after another into my clenching ass. He buried his face against the side of my neck and I held him tightly as his breathing calmed and his cock twitched and softened inside me. He moaned softly against my hair and shivered as he let loose a stream of hot piss to wash warmly through my bowels
***
The moon lit a path of silver across the black water of the lake. I loved looking up at the stars out here away from the city. The tiny points of light seemed brighter and closer in the dark sky.
Nick cut the boat’s engine and just let it drift. He used his knife to cut a slit in the white plastic ot the mattress cover that was Jennifer’s shroud so the fish could get to her flesh. He lifted the bundle into his arms and let the body slide silently into the deep water.
I knew she wasn’t going to float to the surface. I had gutted her in the shower and filled the abdominal cavity with rocks before wrapping the body with duct tape. The blood soaked sheets and her innards had burned to nothing in the gasoline fueled fire Nick had lit in the large metal barrel he used to burn trash up here by the lake.
The loons sang a mournful funeral song for the little run away that would never be found as she sank slowly to the bottom. It was the most beautiful memorial she could possibly had been given. The cool water gently embracing her lifeless body as the loons cried and the stars shone softly above.
The engine roared to life again and Nick turned the boat back toward the lights shining from the floor to ceiling windows on the front of our cabin on the distant shore. I watched the sky above, trying to identify the constellations I knew. A contented smile curved my lips as Jennifer’s face filled my mind. Jennifer’s trusting smile when I’d convinced her I was her friend. Her excitement when I’d brought her up here to the cabin.
The look of betrayal in her beautiful brown eyes when she realized I wasn’t the friend she’d thought I was. The torment and pain that marked her face in the last hours of her short life. No matter how many women and girls came after her, beautiful Jennifer was the one I was going to remember for the rest of my life.
However long Nick allowed me to live.

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