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Craving That Bitch | Chapter Two

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Fantasm

Cowgirl Sex Slave

I have taken some ‘inspiration’ from a few different stories for this. If you want more, you better post a comment, because otherwise I probably won’t add on to the story. Far less violent then my previous ‘works’ but don’t worry, new parts surely would have some torture…
We just moved into the new ‘neighborhood.’ We had moved out into the country, for god knows what reason. My parents wanting to rekindle their love or our family relationship, or something bogus like that. I was 12, and pretty much pissed that we had left all my friends behind. It was spring and school was ending so we just didn’t bother enrolling me for the last two weeks. So I had nothing to do and no one to hang out with. We had a pretty huge new farm, I wasn’t to interested in being farm girl, so instead I picked up a book and walked as far away as possible.
I found a really pretty tree orchird. I sat down under an apple tree, and opened my book. I had lost myself within it for hours, my locks of curly golden hair spilling over my face, and shining in the sunlight—when something blocked that sunlight. I looked up, it was a boy. Looked pretty young, probably 7 or 8. He was a little cowboy, with boots, a plaid shirt, and a cowboy hat.
“Who are you?” he said.
“I’m your neighbor, Angela, what’s your name?”
“Josh. We don’t have any young neighbors.”
“Well you do now, we just moved in.”
“Huh. You want to be friends?”
“Sure.. I geuss.”
“Then let’s play a game.”
“I think I’d rather read.”
“How do expect us to become friends, if you won’t even play one single game with me?” He said, frowning.
“Ok” I sigh, “But only for a minute,” I say, putting down my book.
“Okay,” he says “Your the lose cow, and I am the cowboy, I’m trying to wrangle you with my rope,” Which he picks up off the ground “And your trying to get away. Okay? Go run!” surprised I jump up and lightly jog away from him but almost instantly feel the rope fly around my head, and over my upper torso, wrapping around my arms. He pulls me tight, and pulls me back to him, quickly, he runs his end of the rope around the tree, and then back around me, and pushes me to the ground.
“Hey! You didn’t say you would tie me up” I yell falling to the ground, he continues tying me to the tree “Ow, this is too tight, okay the games over, untie me!” I say, struggling.
He leans forward smiling, “Your my cow now. I caught you fair and square.”
“You never said this was apart of the game.”
“This ain’t a game no more.” He says coldly, and suddenly leans forward and kisses me.
“What the hell is the matter with you?” I shriek, spitting him off my mouth.
“I don’t think your in a position to protest. Look, if you don’t like what I am doing, just get up and leave.” He smiles, leaning in and kissing me again, supressing my screams and squeezing my devolping boobs with his hands through my shirt. “You see, out here in the country” he says, stopping kissing, “We start things a little bit earlier. Kissing, dating, sex. All that fun stuff.”
“Untie me right now, you little perv, wait tell I tell your parents.”
“For some reason I don’t think they’ll care much,” he says, grinning. “Now let’s get these clothes off of you!”
“No fucking way, let me fucking go, this is against the law! It’s rape even!” He pulls off his boots, while I continue to scream protests and insults, pulls off his socks, and shoves them both into my mouth, holding them in, he takes the end of the rope and ties it around my head, securing them in place, and stopping my screaming instantly. “Those must taste pretty bad, huh?” he smiles, moving down to my legs.
He unbuttons and unzips my jeens. And, with a quick yank, pulls them off, so I am sitting there with just panties on. I am just glaring at him, and he smiles up at me again. Staring at my eyes, grinning still, he grabs my underwear, and starts to pull them off. Slowly I am completely exposed. I pull my legs tightly together, but he still has a pretty nice veiw.
“That’s just lovely. I like the natural look, with the hair and all.” he says, patting my bare mound. I blush as embarrassment of the situation floods over me. I am tied to a tree, by some kid who is probably 4 years younger then, and completely naked from the waste down, and he is in complete control. I stop screaming into my gag, and just start whimpering, instead of glaring, pleading with my eyes to let me go.
My arms are starting to burn, my shoulder just aching with agony. My jaw is sore from being stuffed full of stinking socks. Now I just really want to go home and forget all this happened. “Aw, you want to play nice now? Too bad, I don’t play that way.” He says, pulling my legs open with some force. I push them together as much as I can, and he continues to pry them open. “Bitch, stop resisting. Are you really going to make me tie them open?” I start to cry feeling totally hopeless, as he takes a second rope, and ties it around my ankle, its fairly long, so he simply pulls it around the tree, and ties the other end to the other ankle, spreading me really wide open.
“That’s so much nicer. You look so much better this way, then you did about 20 minutes ago, you have no idea how much better.” Now my legs were aching in pain. I was stretched so wide open, they already hurt just like everything else. Now I was just hoping it would get over with as quickly as possible, so the pain would go away. He grabs me by the hair, and inspects may face, I breath heavily and tears begin flowing freely, he smiles, yanking harder on my hair.
He let’s go of my head, and returns to looking at my now, wide open pussy. “God that is just asking to be fucked. You ever been fucked before?” he asks. I just let my head fall down, lower my eyelids, and stare at the ground. He grabs my hair again, hard. He pulls my head up, staring into my eyes, inches from my face and screams “Slut I asked you a question! You fucking answer when I ask you a question, you can still nod your head.” he drops me again and I just slowly nod my head ‘no’ “Fun, that means the first time will be with an 8 year old.” I’m still crying as he reaches down and strokes my pussy. I try in vain to pull on the rope holding my legs so wide apart, but quickly give up, and continue to stare into the ground, as he molests my virgin pussy.
“Don’t worry, slut, you’ll grow to love it.”
He looks down at his watch “I’m supposed to report to my brother when I get you under control” He rubs his groin “but I know he is going to take your virginity, which really isn’t fair, considerin’ I did all the work. Just this once, I’m going to fuck you first.” He says defiantly, as if he wasn’t even talking to me anymore, “I don’t care what in the hell he does to me.”
He unbuckles his belt, and pulls down his pants. His cock seemed huge. I mean, for a kid especially, and I had never seen one in the flesh before. He moves towards me, moving his cock directly towards my face, rubbing it along my lips “You like that baby?”
God it was so humiliating! How could this kid be doing this to me? I was older then him and he was putting his thing on me, it was just plain disgusting. He let it drool along my face pulling it away, and brought his attention to my pussy.
“I’m not one for much foreplay, my brother is, he has all kinds of foreplay; but for me, I just wanna get to the fucking.” He says, positioning himself in front of my virgin pussy. No, I try to say, through the gag, but it just comes out as “Nmph!”
“What was that darlin? If you don’t want me to fuck you, all you gotta do is say “no.” He says, grinning again. “Nmph, nmppppphhhh!” I moan, “Looks like you do then,” He says stabbing into me.
As he pushed in, it was so painful. This fresh pain, awakening the pain I was feeling all over my body again. I kept crying out through the gag, begging him to stop, but he ignored me. He came up to my resistance “Here we go!” he yelled, quickly pushing through, and breaking my hymen. Blood came out around his cock, and he started to fuck me, juices mixing with blood. I felt no pleasure. It was all pain. My shoulder, neck, jaw, legs, and the pain from my first fuck. I just wanted to roll into a ball and die. Please god just kill me, get this kid off of me!
He fucked me for what seemed like forever, then painfully yanked on my feet as he pushed deeper in, shaking all over, I felt warm spread throughout me, and I wanted to puke, I almost DID puke, but I had a gag in my mouth and quickly swallowed. Finally he went limp and pulled out of me.
“How was that for a first fuck?” I just glared at him, trying to kill him with my eyes. “Don’t worry, slut, you’ll grow to love it. Now I really ought a go find my brother now. He is going to be pretty mad that I fucked you first, but I don’t care no more. Don’t go anywhere.” He said, patting me on the head, and left.
To be continued… based on response. Next part would be longer, this is just a trial run.

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Fantasm

The Toy, The Theatre

These are two short stories i wrote when on a bus, sorry about the length but they arent meant as proper long sex stories only as quick reads. Enjoy

Fantasm

Mom Regrets Me *-* I Fuck Her

*I enjoy writing just as much as I do reading. So I will propose this… If any of you enjoy this
certain story and would wish me to write another one, then write me a story for me to read. And then
I will write another one. The story you write doesn’t need to be long. Something like a short story.
Something you might spend like 30 minutes on. After you write your short story, request the plot for
the next story and I’ll write it. It may seem stupid, but I do this because it gets the audience to
write a bit and go back and forth with story teller.
–This is complete fiction and fantasy. Not real events.–
When I was 17, times were tough. I had grown up in poverty as an only child. My father was a
horrible fucking bastard. He was a drunk fucker who didn’t give a shit about his family or what
happened to them. He was rarely home, and I preferred it that way because I knew that if he was
home, he would either be beating on me or my mom. My mom wasn’t very innocent either. She didn’t do
anything about the abuse. She just let it happen to both me and her. Either she didn’t care or she
liked it. She was a drug addict by day and a whore by night. All throughout the day, I would often
see my mom, shooting up, popping a pill, or smoking something. I didn’t know what she was doing and
I didn’t want to know. Most of her day consisted of doing a variety of drugs on the couch. I would
sit in the living room with her and watch TV. Sometimes I couldn’t stand to watch her ingest drug
after drug, so I would often retreat to the kitchen, where I spent most of my time. At night, I
would be in my room with the door locked. Every night. I didn’t know everything that happened in the
house at night, but I knew enough to know that it would be safer for me to stay in my room. I would
hear the front door open and close all night. People leaving and coming constantly. Through the door
of my room, I could hear the dull thumping on the wall pierced by my moms pathetic groans and
screams. I was disgusted with my life. I was disgusted with everything happening around me. I had
overflowing anger, but more importantly, I had an abundance of lust.
As much of a whore my mom was, there was no denying her beauty. She was gifted with a natural beauty
that no amount of drugs could seem to diminish. She was about 5 foot 7 with black hair and green
eyes. She had a perfectly plump ass and electrifying thighs. Her tits seemed to defy gravity due to
their sheer size and perkiness. They were huge, but still perfectly shaped. I had no shortage of
moments in which I saw my mom naked. It was actually a common occurence. Sometimes, she would be
completely naked on the couch just smoking and watching TV. She rarely spoke to me anyway, so what
reason did she have to be embarrased if I saw her naked? Her face, with the exception of her
expression, was of an angel and was so effortlessly beautiful. The reason I said “with the exception
of her expression”, is because her eye lids were always half-way closed. Her eyes were almost always
bloodshot, and she often had dark bags underneath her eyes. Most of the money she made went straight
into food, or make-up or anything that would counter-act he drug use. She ate constantly throughout
the day and I could hear her puking in the bathroom every night. She needed to keep the illusion of
youth, or business would be bad.
Angry and horny. Those were the emotions I felt all the time. I was always angry at my dad and my
mom. And I was constantly horny. The days in which I saw my mom naked didn’t help either. I was
living a pathetic existance and I was sick of it. I wasn’t an innocent child anymore. I knew my mom
was a pathetic crack whore. And I knew how much she regretted me. There wasn’t much I could do
except hide in my room. All I did in my room was think, so it’s no surprise that one day I came up
with the idea to rape my mom. It was a logical decision. I hated my mom because she hated me. And I
was a horny as fuck. It was as simple as that. One might look back at this and admit that it was a
bad choice and they regret it. But I would do no such thing. My mom deserved everything that she got
and I plan to tell you exactly what I did to her.
As I sat in my bad, I created my plans. My moms schedule was like clockwork.
– Lay on the couch naked, covered with dried jizz from the night before and in a drug induced coma
all morning until the afternoon.
– Eat and smoke and watch TV until the evening.
– And whore herself out to dozens of men all night.
It was so perfect, I had to make almost no preperations or precautions. I would wake up early, (6
am), and venture into the living room. On the couch I would find my naked and unconsious mother. She
would no wake up until at least 12. I had 6 hours to do anything I wanted to this slut and I had
never been more excited.
Still in my bed, I grabbed my water bottle and drank a generous amount of water. This would help me
wake up early enough to carry out the plans. Drinking all that water turned out to be a waste of
time because I couldn’t go to sleep anyway. My mind was like a tornado and there was no possible way
I could sleep. So many angry thoughts and sexual visions ran through my head. My cock was pulsating
all night. Twitching, and leaking. Aggravated that it could not release. The sexual tension grew
exponentially all through out the night, and by the time it was 6 am, I was extremely anxious. I had
an insatiable sexual desire and a burning rage within me. I was going to get revenge on that dirty
fucking whore that gave birth to me. I cringed at the thought of me coming out of the pussy of a
peice of shit person like that. At some moments I even thought of killing her, but I figured she
should have to suffer by living the rest of her life this way.
I got out of bed and removed all clothing. I would have no need for them for the next 6 hours. I
walked into my bathroom and looked into the mirror. In the reflection, I saw a man of strength and
passion. Not a boy. My face was flush with anticipation and my cock was rock hard. I walked to my
mom’s room with a single dastardly purpose. I yanked open the top drawer of her dresser. I knew that
this was the drawer where she kept her work supplies, (AKA sex toys). I had rumagged through the
drawer once before but it seemed she had made some additions to her collection. One such addition
was an enourmas 12 inch black dildo. It was a pleasant surprise and I got an evil spark in my eye. I
grabbed her newest toy, and some lube from the drawer. I then went to the kitchen to get a few
common household items for the fun I was about to have.
With my supplies in hand, I entered the living room and found a very similar sight. My mom was on
all fours, with her face down and ass up. Her head had been shoved fairly deep into the couch
cushions and you could only see half of her head. The last guy to fuck her in this position must
have left her this way after she probably blacked out while they were fucking. Her hair was covered
with dried cum and clumped together in bundles. Her pussy, (which was clearly visible in that
position), looked raw and red and was still moist. I stuck my finger in her pussy and felt around.
It was extremely warm and wet. A trail of cum followed behind my finger as I removed it from her
body. Her asshole looked somewhat distored. I squirted out a generous amount of lube and spread open
her pink asshole to investigate. I could see something. I shoved four fingers in and attempted to
grip the object. I grabbed hold and carefully began to pull my fingers out of her ass. As the tip of
my fingers reached the rim of her asshole, I could see what the object was. It was one of her
smaller 6 inch dildos. I knew my mom was classy, but wow! I wiped my hands and turned my attention
to her head. I grabbed her head by a wad of hair, and I yanked the head out of the depths of the
couch cushions. Her mouth was wide open, drool was dripping from one corner, and her face had red
pressure marks from the texture of the cushions. All I could do was smile in anticipation. I let go
of her hair and let her head fall back down on the couch. I then violently grabbed her hair again
with my left hand and and grabbed her ass with my right hand. Fingers on my right hand were inside
both her asshole and her cunt so I had a good grip. I jerked her body up and off the couch. Still
holding her in the same position, I went into the bathroom and stood over the tub. I began to swing
her body slightly, and then let go. Her lifeless naked body hit the edge of the tub and slid down
the side into the bottom of the tub. The tiny toss would most likely leave her with some bruises. I
looked down on my lifeless mother’s body with a satisfactory grin. She looked so helpless. I turned
the knobs and water began to rush from the tub’s spout and onto the sexy hunk of flesh that was my
mom. I let the tub fill halfway, then I began to clean up my little whore mother. I washed her hair,
her cunt, and her asshole. Even dirty girls have to get clean, do they not? The bath felt like a
ritualistic preperation for the ceramony that was about to occur. I drained the tub and grabbed my
mom with both hands underneath her armpits. Her slick, squeeky clean skin felt great on mine. Pangs
of horniness shot through my cock and I couldn’t wait much longer. I carried her back to the living
room with her legs dragging on the floor. I threw her onto the couch in a sitting position. Her legs
were splayed out in a “V” shape and her head leaned back over the back of the couch. I jumped onto
my mom and straddled her limp body. I grabbed her head and tilted it towards me so I could see her
face.
“I’m gonna be your favorite customer, mom.”, I said with glowing eyes and a small grin. I pushed her
still damp hair out of her face and behind her head. I leaned back still holding her left cheek in
my left hand. I removed my right hand and pulled it back. With great force, I released my hand and
allowed to it collide with my mom’s right cheek. It produced a loud snapping noise, and her head
flung to the left. I then grabbed her head with both hands again and re-adjusted her head. I put it
upright so it was facing me. I stood up, still stradling my mom’s body and grabbed my cock with my
right hand. I instinctively wrenched another wad of hair on her head with my left hand. With her
scalp in the tight grip of my left hand, I manuevered her head to come closer to my cock.
“You regret giving birth to me, now you’ll regret having your son fuck your mouth.”
I thrusted my cock into her open mouth and began to explore her insides. I immidiately buried my
entire cock into her throat. Her top teeth were resting at the base of my penis and I could feel the
hard ribs of her esophagus surround my cock. I violently fucked my moms throat for quite some time.
All the while, I could hear gurgling and sloshing noises from deep inside my mom’s throat.
“You’re going to have a sore throat tommorow mom. I’ll have to run down to the store and grab some
advil for you.”
I removed my cock from her mouth and release her hair. Her head fell back to the couch and then
tilted over to the left. She was still producing deep gurgling noises out of her gaping mouth. She
must be choking on my pre-cum. I reach down with my right hand and grabbed her tit. I carressed it
and massaged it, exploring every bit of this large sexual object. The skin was extremely smooth and
warm. I rubbed her nipple and occasionally pinched the thin peiece of flesh with my finger. I
squeezed and kneaded her nipple with my fingers until it was red. Her nipples began to become hard.
Even in her unconsious state, her body was reacting to me and I was again becoming engulfed in
sexual desire. I grabbed her body by the shoulders and pulled her towards me. At the same time, I
backed away and allowed her to thump into the ground. The collision had sent a shockwave through her
plump ass which then sent shockwaves through my cock. I positioned her with her face smushed into
the ground and her ass up in the air. A position similar to the one I had found her in this morning.
My sexual desire had grown so much, that I felt like I needed to beat my cock into orgasm. (Or in my
case, an unconsious lump of flesh to beat up with my cock.)
Without applying any lube, I slowly manuveured my cock towards her pink asshole until the tip was
resting at the entrance almost like giving it a gentle kiss. I slowly, but forcibly, jammed my cock
into her asshole. Normally, in a case like this with no lube, the flimsy cock wouldn’t be able to
break through the asshole and would eventually bend. But my cock was as hard as stone this day and
it was no problem getting it into her ass. It was like inserting a rigid stick into her ass. My cock
didn’t flinch as it penetrated deeper and deeper into my mom’s asshole. The sensation was just what
my cock needed. An extremely rough entrance with a tight fit. So tight, sometimes it felt like my
cock was being strangled. If her unconsious ass would have decided to flex of twitch, it might have
crushed my cock. My whole cock was inside her ass and loving every minute of it. I eventually
managed to squeeze some lube into her hole. I was now rapidly fucking my mom’s ass, occasionally
pounding hard into her insides when I came back down. As I fucked her ass, I leaned forward over her
back and reached down and under her body to grab her tits. I squeezed both gigantic tits with my
hands. I could barely contain her tits in my hands. Mounds of flesh on her tits overflowed over my
hand. I could feel her tits ripple and shake everytime I pounded my hard cock into the tight
asshole. I was coming to the point of orgasm. I quickly exited my mom’s ass and flipped her body
over so that I could see her face. I got closer to her face and grabbed her head by the scalp again.
I directed my cock right in front of her face and let wave after wave of cum stream from the tip of
my pulsating cock onto the face of my mom. Each burst of cum was like a wave of ecstasy crashing all
over my body and concentrated on my cock. It was the largest load I had ever blown and the first
load I had blown on my mom’s fucking face. I dropped her head and heard a loud thump as it hit the
hard floor. My thick cum was drooping down her face. Some cum had reached her right eye and was
sticking to her eyelashes. Even after that enormous release of sexual energy, my cock had not
reduced in size. It was actually still as hard as it was before and now almost purple. My cock was
pulsating with dull pain which could only be alleviated by cumming. I grabbed my mom’s legs and
pulled her accross the floor a little bit to straighten her body out. I then grabbed her arm and
flung it back over to the correct side of her body. She was now laying on her back her her arms at
her sides and her face facing straight up. I walked up to her face and squatted down. I put my cock
in her mouth and just let it sit there. I loved the feeling of having my cock just sitting inside my
mom’s throat. Still straddling over my mom’s face with my cock in her mouth, I squatted down further
and applied even more pressure to the back of my mom’s throat. Early, I thought I had already
reached the maximum distance in her throat, but I was wrong. Her teeth were already resting on the
base of my cock, but were slowly moving farther down on the base of my cock each time I applied more
pressure. Eventually almost my entire body wait was sitting on my mom’s face with my cock
penetrating her digestive tract. Were my mom consious, she would most certainly be gargling on her
own spit and gagging and drowning on my huge cock. The sensation of pressure on my cock so deep in
her throat was enough to send me into another orgasm. I pumped globs of my cum deep into my mom’s
stomach. As I continued to leak my cum into my mom’s mouth, she began to violently cough, and
gargle. Her chest was violently moving back and forth desperately trying prevent drowing. Even her
unconsious body knew that a foreign object shouldn’t be that far inside a throat. I pulled my cock
from her mouth and got off of her face. I stood back and watched as she coughed up drops of cum from
her throat which landed on her chest. It appeared no amount of sexual pleasure could reduce the
intensity of my desire and my horniness. I needed more. And I needed to give my dirty fucking slut
of a mom more too. I grabbed both of her legs and pushed them up into the air and then back so that
her feet her next to her head. I scooted up on the floor pinned her legs in that position by gently
sitting on them. With my free hands, I reached over the to table beside me and grabbed a roll of
duct tape that I had found earlier. I severed two long pieces of tape from the roll, then turned my
back back to face my mom. Still pinning her legs in that position under the weight of my body, I
grabbed a big wad of hair with my left hand and and wrapped one end of the piece of tape around it.
I then wrapped the other end of the tape around her left foot. The duct tape held and I was able to
remove my hands from her left leg. The entire weight of her waist and leg was being supported by a
wad of hair. I did the same for the other side of her body. She was laying on her back on the floor
with her legs pulled up and over so that her legs are right beside her face. Both legs were being
supported by two different wads of hair connected to duct tape. Her cunt was perfectly visible and
accessable in the position. I hooked four fingers into her cunt and one in her ass and pulled her
over towards me. On my knees, I directed my cock towards her cunt and buried it inside with a
single, forceful thrust. It was warm, wet and tight. Her unconsious pussy muscles were milking my
cock while I fucked her. I didn’t cum inside her pussy though. I refrained from reaching another
orgasm so that I could have even more fun. I left her in the same position I had put her in and
grabbed the 12 inch black dildo. I rubbed lube on it and teased the opening oh her asshole with it.
I swirled it around a few times before plunging into her tight pink hole. I inserted it about 6
inches before I thrust it back and forth in her ass, but that wasn’t far enough. I stopped thrusting
the dildo and began to push it deeper and deeper into the her hole. It got progressively harder to
push. I was eventually pushing so hard that I had to hold her waist with one hand so I didn’t push
her entire body accross the floor instead of the dildo. Soon, I could only see 2 inches of the dildo
sticking out of her ass. I continued pushing until it got the the very end. I pushed with one finger
and watched as it slowly dissapeared completely into her ass. My mom now had a 1 foot dildo inside
of her. I stood over her a bit to admire my work. I fucked her pussy once more and then came on her
face again. Her face was now almost entirely covered in my cum and hair. I got more duct tape and
taped over her asshole many times over. I then duct taped her mouth shut, wrapped duct tape around
her head covering her eyes and attached more tape to her head and feet to further strengthen the
position. I smacked her thighs a few more times, sending sexy ripples through her thighs and ass and
leaving red marks. I put on some clothes, gathered up my few belongings and left the house. I never
went back to that house. I always wondered what her reaction was when she finally woke up. I’ve said
many times that I would have paid a million bucks to watch her wake up and try to figure out what
happened to her. But the fact that I did was enough for me. I lived with a friend until we graduated
high school. I got accepted to a local community college and ended up being a carpenter and a
fabricator. My life is just fine, and I often think about my mom. I know that if she hasn’t already
died yet, she’ll still be in that house living that pathetic, miserable life.

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Fantasm

The story of Zachary Alexander

~~~~~~~~THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLENCE TO A MINOR. AND RAPE TO A MINOR. KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS IS A STORY AND BASED ON NO KNOWLEDGABLE EVENTS. IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO READ THIS THEN DO NOT. HOWEVER THERE ARE OTHERS THAT DO WISH TO READ THIS SO PLEASE DONT BE A SPOIL SORT AND “REPORT” THIS. ONCE AGAIN THIS STORY IS BASED ON NO KNOWLEDGABLE EVENTS.~~~~~~~~
I watched as they slowly lowered her lithe body to the ground, the concrete digging into her little nipples. Her hair was in a tangled mess. Bruises covered her tiny body. She couldn’t of been more than ten years old. And she lay broken on the ground as the men jacked their big dicks off around her. As if they hadn’t done enough to her already. Blood and semen dripped from her used vagina. One of the men, a big muscled one, bent down and wrapped his thick arm around the girls waist and shoved his dick into her ravaged vagina. I gasped aloud, my eyes going wide as he started bucking against her now seemingly dead body. I watched as another big male got in front of the girl and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up and shoving his dick into her mouth. The last male stood to the side of her body and pinched her nipples with one hand and his other going to her vagina and rubbing her clitoris as if trying to bring her pleasure.
I finally came out of my trance and screamed, and all their eyes lifted to see me standing there terrified. I stood stock still as they all pulled out of her poor ravaged body and stood to their full heights buttoning their pants in the process.
Calm down and breath. Deep breathe. In and out. In and out.
The biggest man took a step towards me and I bolted back the way I had came. I listened to their heavy foot steps pounding against the concrete. It almost sounded the exact same way to the way they pounded against her vagina.
Its ok. You’re almost away. Just a couple more feet and you will be out of this desolate alley. Why I chose this way in the beginning I don’t know. I just wanted to get home faster. And this alley is the fastest route home. But why did I have to be curious and see what the sound was? Why didn’t I just turn around and go back? Because I’m stupid and let my curiousity get the best of me.
“You fucking bitch!” One of the men screamed at me before tackling me to the cold hard floor. The other two quickly coming around to hold my writhing body down as – what seemed to me – the leader (the one who had tackled me) sat on my chest and held my wrists in his wrists.
“Please, don’t hurt me. I won’t tell anyone, I promise!” I begged.
“Yeah, so did the little slut back there.” The leader replied.
I started screaming for help as the other two men tore my pants of, taking my white briefs with them. I started crying as the leader took my wrists in one hand and then shoved my briefs in my mouth.
He got of my and took my backpack that I had forgotten about and started digging through it. “Make any move and I’ll slice your pretty little nech,” one of the men said as the other held my arms tight.
“Well well well. Would you look at this,” the leader said. “Our little boy here is named Zachary Alexander. What a cute name for a cute boy,” he taunted. “Oh! And guess what. He was born in 1998. That would make you…”
“15.” I whimpered.
“What a coincedence. Right guys? I like little boys. Especially the ones that have no experience whatsoever. The ones that act all scared, but deep down they enjoy the pounding deep in their ass. The way they have no control over what happens to them.” He smiled a little and laughed. “You whimper like a little girl. You even look like a little girl. I think I shall keep you. Yes, I will keep you to myself. I wont even degrade you here on this alley floor.”He scoffed. “I wont even let these idiots fuck your ass. No I will keep you and fuck you and do everything and anything to you.” He stopped and looked at me whimpering in the arms of his goons. “Do you know why I can do anything to you?” He asked. I shook my head in response. “I can do anything to you because now I own you. I own your body. I tell you when to piss or shit. I tell you when to cum. I tell you when to finger your asshole and if I wanted I could make you eat your own shit right off my dick after I fuck your tight boy pussy.”
He stared at his men for a moment before he motioned one of them over to him. They spoke in low tones before the man ran off, his feet pounding againg the ground once again reminding me of the pounding the little girl took, and soon the pounding I would have to take.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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Carrie’s Training

Seducing Carrie was one of the easiest things I’ve ever done. I just approached her right after the first time we met and told her I was going to take her to bed and fuck her until she had the best orgasm of her life. She had protested weakly about not being on birth control when I entered her without a condom, but I had simply pushed her legs apart and taken her anyway.
Carrie was maybe thirty-five, with high cheek bones and round hips and an amazing ass. I knew I wanted to fuck her the first time I lay eyes on her and I got my wish pretty quickly. That was where the trouble started.
I kept my promise and fucked her cunt until she cried out and writhed in pleasure. When I started to speed up my thrusts she looked fearfully up at me and said “Are you gonna pull out? I might get pregnant.”
“Why would I give a fuck if you do?” I said, and I pushed her head back down as I started to come. Her pussy was still fairly wet, but it started to chafe against the base of dick as I thrust into her over and over again. She let out a pathetic whimper right as I began to blow my load into her, and when I looked down at her face her expression of fear and pain made me thrust even harder.
After I was finished my cum started to drip out of her pussy. I made her wipe it up with her fingers and swallow, then I sent her home. I hadn’t meant to be so harsh with her, but her submissive helplessness spoke to a primal urge I couldn’t ignore.
I approached her outside her work the next week. She jumped when she saw me and hurried around the corner to talk to me, her eyes cast submissively at the ground.
“I need your help.” She said in a whisper. Her eyes were already starting to water. “I’m pregnant. I’ve been to the doctor and everything. I’m married! This can’t be happening.” She was starting to sob now, so I put my arm around her shoulders and walked her towards my car. I put her in the passenger seat and started to drive away. “Where are we going?” She asked in he same desperate tone.
“Somewhere we can talk. How about my place?” She nodded. So trusting. When we got to my house I gave her a drink of water and told her to sit down. She was wearing a short black business skirt, the lines of her panties showing through as she sat down. “I actually think this is great news. You can leave our husband, problem solved there. And I’ll take care of you, I’ve always wanted a pregnant women.” Her startled and confused expression turned me on at once.
“What? You mean you’ve always wanted a child?.. I can’t leave-”
“I think your lips would look fantastic around the base of my dick.” She stopped short at that and then said
“Is sex all you can think about at a time like this?”
I slapped her in the face, hard enough to knock her over sideways on the couch.
“All I ever think about concerning you is sex, Carrie. You’re pretty, but you’re just about useless as anything but a coffee fetcher and sex slave. Do you understand?” She did nothing for a moment, then nodded slowly. “Good. Now get in the bed room and take your shirt off.” She began to cry again as she rose from the couch walked into the bedroom like a shamed child. I loaded myself a bong rip, took it, and then followed her in.
She was staring at the bed slowly lifting her shirt up over her shoulders. I was delighted by her willingness to do what I told her too, but I could barely control the sudden urge to dominate her even more. I waited until she unclasped her braw and let her pendulous breast fall lose and bounce easily back and forth. Then I walked up behind her and shoved her into the wall, hard. She cried out and fell onto to the bed where she lay with her hand on her face. A large red mark below her eye was already turning purple. A small line of blood rose up under her upper lip. Her eyes teared up and she looked at me, apparently for explanation.
“You’ll get undressed faster next time I tell you to, right?” She nodded again, tears beginning to run dow her face again. “Let’s start slow. Turn around and face the headboard.” She immediately rolled onto her hands and knees facing away from me. The wooden headboard had a ledge on it, right about level with her face.
Again I was getting caught up in hurting this girl, but I couldn’t help it. I had such control over and she hadn’t even tried to tell me no once. Still I was a little surprised to find how much I enjoyed what I did next.
I undid her skirt and let it fall down to her knees, revealing tiny pink underwear, partially cover her large heart-shaped ass. She started to cry a little harder now, and I told her to take off her panties. She obeyed at once, working her panties off her hips and into a pile beside her with her skirt. I tossed both across the room and she began to stare at them with desperation. I took my belt off and undid my pants. Carrie desperately tried to control her breath as she turned her face back toward the headboard.
She squealed in pain and shock as my leather belt, slammed into her cunt. Her hips raised slightly from the blow, and her pussy lips began to swell a once. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed it forward.
“Bite the shelf.” I said. She didn’t obey at once this time. She tried to hold her head back and whimpered
“Please…”
Her hair was in two long braids which I now used to yank her head back and slap her in the side of the face again. Then I shoved her forward until her mouth was on the wood again. This time she opened her mouth and bit down on the wood. I gently pushed her legs apart, and shoved my dick up into her wet, waiting pussy. I kept my hand on the back of her head, and kept pressing forward with my cock, she cried out and tried to twist away as the wood head board jammed into her mouth. I started fucking her harder than I’d ever fucked a girl. Her whimpering shouts went in time to my thrust and drove me on.
I eventually came, filling her cervix up with so much cum it spilled out again. I let her sit back from the head board, her face bruised, her mouth full of blood. She swallowed and looked at me through her tears.
“Are you done with me for now?” She asked almost hopefully. Ironically, the question just made me want to fuck her again. Rape her again really, its not like any of this had been her idea.
“No. By my count you still have two more holes.” Her look of horror made me get hard again almost at once. She started to move off the bed and towards the door, shaking her head in terror. I walked over to her calmly and told her she was never to leave the bed without my permission. Then I grabbed her pigtails again, and smashed her face into the top of my dresser, being careful to leave her pretty nose unbroken. After that and a punch to her ribs she was about done with fighting. I shoved her over onto the bed, and took out some thin silver wire. She didn’t resist when tied her wrists and forearms together behind her back, but she sobbed and twisted when I slipped them around her tits and pulled them as tight as I could.
“I’m a warrior, miss.” I said. “I could kill you and your unborn child and all your family no problem if you ever disobey me. Remember that.” When I rolled her over, she was still swallowing blood welling up from her gums. The right side of her face was now entirely black and purple. So was her cunt. I pitied this poor women.
I decided I was going to fuck her throat next. Tilting her head back, I ordered her to open her mouth. She was past disobedience now. I started slow and gentle, stopping when the head of my cock reached the back of her throat and her torso arched in a gag. I had to remind her to keep sucking twice, the second time I pulled sharply on the wires around her tits to remind her.
Pretty soon I was entering her throat over and over, her lips about a third of the way down my cock. She was sucking in panicked breaths through her nose every time the head of dick came out of her esophagus for a second. She really started to struggle when I stopped pulling my dick out, and instead plunged it all the way, jamming her head down on her neck as I shoved my cock into her open moth as hard as I could.
Her legs thrashed and she tried to pull her head away again and again, but keeping her in place with the wires around her tits was easy, I fucked the back of her throat for about 20 seconds straight, then let her breath. The next time I drove all my wait unto her face, pumping in the back of her throat for 45 seconds. The next time a fucked her for a solid minute before giving her a breath, and she past out. When I woke her up with a belt lash across her swollen tits, my dick was still in her mouth., covered in her saliva and tinted pink with blood.
I tilted her head back again and finished in her throat. By the time I was done flooding her throat with cum, her neck was starting to make popping sounds when I jammed her open jaw down on it. Feeling those pops and grinding noises on the head of m dick, I pushed even harder for the last few strokes.
I left her wired against the head board, whimpering, coughing up blood and cum and trying to swallow with her raw, violated throat.
I was only gone long enough to get lunch and have a beer. When I came back she looked at me with the same pleading expression she had before. I took more wire and looped it around one ankle and then the other, relishing her worried stare. Looping the wires on the center bedposts confused her until she realized what I was doing. I pulled the wires and tight and she screamed more deeply then she had yet. She was on her back, her head bent forward against the headboard. Her legs were now pulled all the way down so that they were almost parallel with her torso. She was no where near flexible enough to do this on her own, tendons stood out on the insides of her thighs. She was helpless as could be now. Every movement she made only pulled tighter her on her contorted thighs. The real panic set in when I placed the head of dick against her tiny grey ass hole.
“NO NO NO PLEASE!” She wailed. Her words just turned into a strangled scream as my cock tore the edge of her anus on its way in. Blood and spit were the only lube left on my dick and both were drying. The inside of her but felt so good I shoved more of myself in anyway. Her sobs were even more hysterical now, and I could feel the insides of her butt hole tearing more while I pushed farther and farther in. When my balls fell against her butt cheeks I slowly puled almost all the way out, letting the fresh layer of blood from carries butt hole work as rough lubrication.
I grabbed her pigtails yet again and made her look down at my dick jammed partway up her butt. Then I lifted her head off the bed, contorting her even more. I pulled out of her ass for a moment, and back handed her across the face several times. I picked up my belt and began lashing her cunt and ass hole and inner thighs. She whimpered more but said nothing.
I observed my work for a moment. Carries legs were wide open, pulled straight up past her shoulders, her hair attached to the bed-frame above her. Her face was still beautiful, but covered in almost as much blood and bruising as her groin. She wore an expression of misery and defeat. I pushed back into her ass hole again, and pulled on her tits to leverage myself into the tight fit.
The wires around her tits were now causing them to turn purple and her pink nipples were starting to slowly drip clear white fluid. Her breaths came only in choked gasps as I thrust into balls deep, over and over again. I started slow, but soon I was slamming myself into the battered women so hard and fast that the wires holding her ankles began to cut into her skin. I let the blood trickle down her legs and into her face and kept pounding her ass hole, despite the fact that her rectum was now practically raw.
I finished in several long hard strokes that filled her bowls with my jizz. As soon as I pulled out of her anus it started trickling cum, and then gushing. Carrie finally filled her lungs with air and sobbed for her violated body. While she was crying I blew the last of my load on her face. She looked up at m through the bruises and sperm with the same pleading look once again. I rubbed the come around in her hair with my dick and then made her suck it clean.
I told her she could use her panties to clean herself up. She left my house stumbling in a blood and cum covered pair of panties, the wet spots where jizz still oozed out of her were clearly visible. I kept her braw so that her traumatized nipples poked out through her shit. As she stumbled out the door, I said
“You’re going to where those panties everyday until the next time I see you. Go it?” She looked at me helplessly and simply said
“Yes sir.”

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Will’s new old home: Part 1

Ms. Lewis has a session with Pierce, Brook learns about Rachel, and Rachel is completely and totally fucking insane…I mean I created her, but still, she is just crazy, so fucking crazy!!

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Useless Fuck Slut

This story is entirely fictional, and there is no truth to it. It is intended for adults 18 and over. I will caution you that the story consists of non-consensual sex, rape, slavery, torture, violence and extreme sex.

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In The Forests Of The Night (with paragraphs)

This is still my first story, I simply put it into paragraphs the best I could. I’m sure there are still grammatical/spelling errors and I know that some of the content is not logical. However, just enjoy it and leave your comments. Oh and please read the themes first.

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Reluctant Assassin Pt. 1

This is the first story I wrote. It’s very long and so I will post in sections. I’m not changing ‘ and “s back from question marks. I do not have the time. Sorry. No sex in this one, but a lot of killing/assassinations/fights. The inspiration in places screams ASSASSIN’S CREED.

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Mackenzie’s Adventures Ch.1: The Experiment

This is a story I wrote about a high school girl being taken as a test subject by a company. This is just what this one happens to be about in Mackenzie’s life, the fetishes are sometimes taken to the extreme, be warned.

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Alanna

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Debbie Gets Pumped (part 3)

Debbie Gets Pumped (part 3)
It was mid morning on Monday when the four men crept up to the back door. Doc inserted the key he had taken from Debbie’s purse Sunday morning. He knew that her husband Jim would be at work and he had called the bank to check on Debi and found that she had called in sick. It had been only a day and a half since Doc and the boys had left Debbie curled up on the kitchen table grunting and moaning with a snake twisting in her bowels and Doc knew that she should be passing the serpent soon. What he had planed for Debi’s next session meant an office visit.
As they entered the kitchen they could hear the sound of a woman grunting hard from somewhere in the house. They walked quietly down the dark hallway and stopped at the bathroom door. Inside they could hear very clearly a long loud distressed female grunt, then a whimper, a moan and finally series of loud farts with the long plunk, plunk, plunk, splat sound of something falling into water then a women’s long painful sigh. Doc turned to the other men and with a large satisfied smile whispered, “Sounds like she finally pooped it out just in time.” He motioned to two of the men to flank the door and then put his finger to his lips to indicate silence.
They heard the toilet flush, the door opened and Debbie staggered out holding her stomach, moaning and looking down at the floor, not expecting there to be anyone in the house let alone four men just outside her bathroom door. As the two men grabbed her by the arms she gasped and looked up with shock and surprise, sucking in so hard that in made a squeaky, rattling sound, her voice still weak from her ordeal the day before. Doc stepped forward out of the shadows into the light coming from the open doorway behind Debbie. She started to speak but was cut short when one of the men pushed a piece of cloth over her mouth and nose, covering it completely. She suddenly went limp as if she had gone to sleep, but her eyes remained wide open still staring directly at Doc. “OK” Doc said, “remove the cloth and put it back in that zip-lock bag. We wouldn’t want any of you to be overcome by that stuff.” The man holding the cloth put it away and zipped the bag shut, saying, “What is that anyway Doc?” “Oh, it’s great stuff. We use it in the O.R. to paralyze the voluntary muscles in a patient so they won’t move around and injure them self during surgery. But I’ve found a wonderful new use for it. You see Debbie is at this moment completely cognoscente; she can see, feel and experience pain. Everything that is happening to her but she can’t move a muscle, not even to scream. Can you honey?” Doc said as he reached under her short cotton flannel nightgown grabbing the catheter tube that was still embedded deep within her bladder and jerked it down hard, making a strange wet sponge like sound deep inside her lower belly. She didn’t seem to react at all. Doc put his face close to hers and turned on a small flashlight directing it into her eyes, then pulled the catheter hard once more and the let out a laugh saying, “Oh yeah, you felt that didn’t you my sweet. I can see you screaming in your eyes. You know sweetheart you really should wear underwear. Then you wouldn’t get your pee-tube pulled” Then he laughed again and told them, “Take her to the car and lets get out of here.
The men carried her out to the car with Doc leading the way and put her between two them in the back seat and Doc drove them the few miles to his office. During the short trip the two men in the back seat couldn’t resist the urge to lift up her nightgown and take turns yanking her pee-tube while watching her face for a reaction. “Wow, did you see that?” One of the men exclaimed, as he pulled hard on the tube, “Hey Doc I think I saw her eyes move.” “Well you didn’t see them actually move. I’ll explain in a minute.” When they arrived at the office she was quickly carried in through the back entrance, down a flight of stairs and into a small basement room. The walls of the room were lined with shinny instruments and in the center was what looked like a birthing chair, which she had used a similar one during the birth of her children. But it looked somehow different. They grabbed her legs and arms and placed her into the seat. Her cotton flannel nightgown was pulled of over her head catching under her tits pulling them up hard and then releasing them so that they bounced and jiggled. Seeing her completely naked in the chair made their cocks start getting hard and one by one their zippers went down and their erect cocks popped out. With one hand started stroking their cocks and the other squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Everyone accept Doc that is.
Debbie’s belly throbbed with pain from all the pulling and jerking on the catheter tube. She tried to look around but couldn’t move her eyes from the fixed position they were in. she could only watch as her legs were pushed back and spread then placed into the stirrups. There were many straps dangling from the chair but no one attached them. Doc rolled a stool up and sat down between Debbie’s wide spread legs. She was slightly reclined in an almost upright sitting position, her head was pushed up which made her look directly at Doc and her pussy mound, with her knees bent and legs pushed up and back. Doc took a surgical razor proceeded to shave her pussy. When he was finished he ran his hand over her mound and said, “Now that’s a smooth pussy.”
Doc smiled, looked at her slit, ran his finger up and down it a couple of times, took a hypo with a long six inch needle, spread the slit with one hand and very slowly pushed the needle through her pussy lips pressing down on the plunger as the needle made it’s slow decent until the full six inches were buried into her meat. He again very slowly pulled the needle out and repeated this in six more places around her open slit, and then said, “Perfect. Lets get started. Hand me the speculum.” One of the men handed him a weird looking device, in the middle it had four rounded pieces of plastic about 3” in depth tapered slightly downward like an unopened tulip and then flaring back out slightly on the tip, which were joined on the back side facing Doc by four metal rods that looked like small car shock absorbers that were running straight out to the sides welded to a 12” metal ring, with a half round flat metal bar on each side. Doc looked up into Debbie’s eyes and said, “Time for some real fun now Debbie” He took a tube of surgical lubricant rubbed it around the outside of the two plastic pieces and lowered it to Debbie’s waiting pussy lips. Pulling her slit apart with one free hand he pushed the device forward. Everyone watched it disappearing into her cunt until the four metal rods were pressed tightly against her crotch. He pulled the two flat half round bars and they slid out until they were secured tightly against the inside of her legs. “There now were ready.” Doc said, “To answer your question Jake, there are only two autonomic responses that she can exhibit under this drug. When Debbie feels extreme pain the pupils of her eyes will dilate. The more extreme the pain the large and longer they will stay dilated. The other is perspiration, when she experiences prolonged extreme pain it causes stress, which caused perspiration usually on the forehead. Ok.” He said turning his attention to Debbie looking directly into her eyes, “This little device is a new invention of mine and you’re the first one in the world it’s going to be used on. After enjoying our little encounter with you yesterday so much I was inspired to finished it last night. You see in the position that this modified birthing chair puts your body in there is a lot of pressure exerted downward on your pelvic region. So the theory is that if something were to, oh say, spread your vagina open wide enough, your cervix would practically spring out of your body. This special speculum has pneumatic cylinders that should in theory of course, open to 6”, but well start of slowly. We wouldn’t want to rip any thing, well not before were finished anyway. So I’ve mixed up a little compound that will relax your muscles and tissue. That’s what was in that nasty, painful injection that I just gave you.” He said with an evil laugh. “Now lets get started, we have lots to do to you before the day is over.”
“Now watch her eyes” Doc said and then he held up a box with a small joystick on it and pushed it forward slowly. The device made a hissing sound like air brakes on a semi. Her pussy lips began to open slowly 1”, 2” then at 3”. Jake yelled, “Wow look at her eyes” Doc looked up at Debbie’s eyes, stopped the device and said, “Debbie do you feel any pain?” her pupils were huge, so large that Doc couldn’t even tell that her eyes were brown anymore. “Just another inch ought to do it, but if it hurts to much just yell out.” Then he laughed and pushed the joystick forward again. 4”, 5” “Ok well stop there that looks good.” Doc said while the other men strained their heads to see his handy work. The pressure was so massive from her internal organs pressing down that her cervix was popping out of the five inch opening almost two inches looking like a puckered cap on a pink vaginal mountain. The sweat was now beading on Debbie’s forehead and beginning to run down into her eyes which no longer looked like eyes just big black circles. Doc looked at her protruding pink mound of meat and said, “Jake get that cylinder over there.” One of the men grabbed a large gas cylinder and placed it near the chair. “Now get that tube over there and hook her up.” Jake reached over on the counter and retrieved a small roll of plastic tubing with couplers on both ends. He pushed one end onto the cylinder nozzle, and then Doc pointed to the catheter tube sticking straight up out of Debbie’s pee-hole. Jake attached the other end to the catheter and released the clamp that had been holding back Debbie’s piss. Yellow liquid rushed up the tube towards the cylinder. Then Doc said, “OK Jake, turn it on.” A hissing sound could be heard as Debbie’s warm yellow piss shot back down the tube like a bolt of lighting disappearing into her. A strange sound could be heard inside her belly as it began to expand. In just a few seconds she looked like she were nine months pregnant. Doc yelled, “OK Jake, better shut it down before we pop her bladder.” Jake shut off the gas valve. Doc looked down at her cervix mound and said, “That’s more like it.” The men looked over at her crotch and could see that the protruding pussy meat was now pushed out three inches or more. Well beyond the metal ring of the speculum.
Doc took a huge hypodermic needle held it up and tapped it with his finger. He lowered it to Debbie’s protruding cervix, looked up at the helpless woman’s eyes and said’ “If you feel any pain Debbie be sure to scream, OK honey” and began to slowly push the needle into her meat on the right side of Debbie’s cervix mountain then stopped at with the needle just barely into Debbie’s pussy meat. Jake was intently watching Doc and said, “Hey Doc, I think you missed.” “No I didn’t miss I’m just loosening her up. Believe me I know where I’m going.” Doc pushed down on the huge hypodermic’s plunger, stopped and pushed the six inch needle deeper and injected more of it’s contents then deeper and deeper until the full six inches of needle were buried deep in her pink tender inner pussy meat. He repeated the same process three more times until he had gone completely around the outside of her tender cervix. Then he picked up another smaller needle started injecting the cervix ring itself. He went completely around it injecting until the needle was empty, then said, “There now this shouldn’t take long. This compound is 50 times stronger that the one we dilated her with the other day. I can hardly wait.” And he unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. His erection was complete and sprang to attention. He stood between Debbie’s legs watching her open pussy; it almost seemed to move as the compound took affect. Doc told Jake to strap Debbie down because the drug could start wearing off any time now. Jake accommodated him by strapping down her arms and legs tightly to the chair.
As Doc watched her inner pussy loosen up he was amazed at the speed with which his compound was working. Her cervix was already dilated almost fully and the pink mountain was beginning to bulge even more from the loosening tissue and the inner pressure. “Amazing” He said as he moved his 9” cock into position. He placed it at the opening ring of Debbie’s cervix and pressed forward. He could feel the warmth of her inner body heat surround his cock head as he entered her ring. He pushed harder and her cervix ring snapped down around his cock head. Doc moaned in ecstasy and pushed even harder. His cock slid deeper into her whom and after four inches it veered to the right and he knew what it was that he was entering; it was just as he had planed. Her womanhood was opening up for him; he was entering her fallopian tube.
Doc moaned again at the sensation and the thought of what was happening to Debbie, which made him pushed even harder and finally her tube gave way to his invader. Six inches into her and Doc could feel her tube expanding like a sausage being stuffed. It was being forced to stretch over his cock like a thin rubber, but this was no rubber it was Debbie’s fallopian tube and soon he would reach the prize; Her ovary. Doc had injected the relaxant almost directly into both of them and as his cock slid deeper into the innermost female parts, Debbie’s mouth opened and a deep groan came from her depths. The drug was slowly wearing off and the thought of the pain that she was enduring made Doc lunge forward, which sent his cock sliding deeper than he could have ever imagined. He felt something move or rupture deep inside Debbie and suddenly felt his cock head move forward as an unbelievable warmth engulfed it, and he knew that he arrived. His balls pressed hard against Debbie’s cervix as he felt the warmth of her innermost sanctum surround his cock-head. His full nine inches were buried in her and he could feel the tip of his cock pressing against the inner wall of her stretched ovary surrounded by eggs. Doc felt his balls tighten; he let out a moan of complete ecstasy as the first surge of semen shot down his cock and erupted into Debbie’s ovary. Surge after surge followed as Doc flooded her eggs with his seed. Debbie’s eyes bulged, her mouth opened even wider and a gurgling sound came from deep within her. The surges of Doc’s thick white seed kept flooding into her expanding ovary as the gurgling sound continued to emanate from her open mouth. His cock kept on pumping longer and harder that ever before. He could feel her bladder pressing down as her ovary, which was expanding, with his sperm, her gas inflated bladder slid across his cock-head making him moan even louder with ecstasy.
Finally the thumping of his cock in Debbie’s belly slowed and stopped. Doc sighed with relief as he kept his cock buried deep in her inner whom. His semen had inflated her ovary to the bursting point and he could no longer feel her ovary walls, only the heat generated by thousands of Debbie’s eggs being directly impregnated by his sperm.
He pressed his cock into her hard and kept it buried deep inside for the next few minutes until he was sure he had done the ultimate damage to her ovary. Debbie would never have another period from this ovary. Doc smiled with satisfaction as he began to withdraw his softening cock from Debbie’s whom. As he did Debbie’s long gurgling exhale turned into a long sucking inhale with a look of ultimate pain and terror in her eyes. It felt as through he were pulling her insides out.
As it deflated Doc’s cock slid slowly back down her tube and through her uterus. Even in it’s dilated state her cervix ring clung tightly to his softening cock. He could feel the warmth of her fluids mixed with his follow his cock as her cervix ring slowly slipped down his manhood. When it reached his helmeted cock-head it stopped and stretched as Doc backed away until after stretching out two inches, with a “POP” it snapped free. Doc backed away breathing heavily, a mixture of thick white sperm and Debbie’s pink juices with spots of bright red shot from the stretched cervix opening falling to the tile floor.
Doc looked at the fluid still draining from the depths of her whom onto the floor and said, “Dam it Debbie you’re squirting out all our babies.” And gave a chuckle as Jake took her place between her legs.
Debbie now regaining more of her functions screamed as loud as she could, “NNNOOOOO…” as with look of retribution on his face Jake said, “This is the second installment for repossessing my truck.” And took his 10” erection in hand, placed it at her cervix opening and rammed it forward with all his strength…

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Amy’s Bar Story

This is a random story that I wrote for my long distance G/f. All themes are listed in the story, so if you see themes you don’t like, you probably shouldn’t read the story. With that being said comments are welcomed…enjoy.