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Sorry for anyone who msged me I have been overwhelmed and daling with personal stuff. I am responding to who I can as I get to them. |
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I need writing prompts any one have any requests. Seems my literary fire is turning to poorly stoked embers. Please blow on me. |
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Well apparently indulging the flirts at work pays off hurray for 400 dollar commissions woot |
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When you come home I want to be there waiting for you on my knees. I want to beg to touch you. I want to cater to you: serve you dinner, rub your back, feet, cock. Cuddle with you as you tell me how good dinner was and talk about your day. Then follow you to the shower so I can wash you from head to toe. Then if you let me drop to my knees and suck your cock. I want to serve your every need from the moment you walk through that door untill you leave the next morning. If you have to lift a finger for anything other than using me to your heart's content I'm not serving you well enough. I just want your approval daddy. |
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It's so hard to be a switch at times and even harder to explain to those who don't understand. I am very dominant by nature and an extreme sadist and masochist. I enjoy being hurt and degraded just as much as I enjoy hurting others, always with consent. But I find it very hard to truly submit to one no matter how much I long for a good daddy. I need some one I can trust. Some one to serve. Some one who rivals both my intellect and voracity for the depraved. I am beginning to doubt I will ever truly find someone who can understand my needs. I may just have to settle for being a dominant woman never finding a man who can truly challenge me and earn my respect. Maybe I'm just too picky but why would I settle? Seems rather short sighted to settle on anything other than what I truly desire. Someone to rule me and help me become the best I can possibly be in every aspect. Whole also accepting my desire to have another underneath me as a pet. Maybe one day ..... |
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So I turned down a job today I had been trying to get for a couple years now..... I realized sometimes you don't need a big company name to be happy and secure. You just need a good company who appreciates their workers and accepts us in all our odd glory lol |
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Too much work not enough time to even think about writing but at least I'm making money I suppose.... |
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Is it wrong to be so burned by humanity and those who you had no option but to trust you devolve into nihilism. To question the very basis of humanity and the standards of right and wrong. These standards change based on the majority opinion of society which is fleeting. How many people put their faith in A God simply out of fear because they feel it is better to believe and be wrong at the end than to not believe and be wrong, but is that truly believing or simply taking a path out of cohersed religious fear. How many of your neighbors family friends do you think would be truly good people if not for the standards of society and simple fear? How many refrain from carnal depraved selfish existences simply because they fear the consequences of not doing so whether religious or man made. You would be surprised I bet were you ever to find the truth. Maybe if more people looked inside themselves and realized the truth even if they don't admit it we could all be a little more honest with ourselves. Then again no one truly likes the honest ones only when it fits their agenda. I know my reason for living and I'm comfortable with that. Nihilism works for me. Don't question my motive instead look at your own and ask more questions. You may understand more. |
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Is it weird that I have a pet yellow garden spider outside I feed.....got video of her wrapping up a praying mantis I tossed in her web this evening. |
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Had an entirely way too kinky dream last night jeese.....maybe I'll make it into a story wow I think inlove opera just a little too much |
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For anyone having trouble reading my stories due to formatting they are also on under saskie-moor |
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Request from a member. Some one wants to see a woman ruined. Hey yeah not sure what I think of this one but meh hope y'all enjoy.
Office holiday parties were always the bane of my existence. Stuffy old management, horny interns, and office sluts who have had way too much to drink. I leaned against the wall enjoying a glass of champagne watching the predictable scene with murth. The office flirt was nonchalantly rubbing her ass on the crotch of an older colleague and he looked rather unamused. He looked downright irritated to be honest.
I stifled a giggle as he let out an audible sigh and moved the sluty trash aside before walking my direction. I had no intention of indulging conversation with anyone tonight and headed out to the balcony to grab a cigarette. I felt the crisp breeze of late autumn blow through my thin blouse and I cringed at the cold. As I leaned on the railing enjoying the clear night i heard the sound of footsteps approach and found myself accompanied by the man from before.
?You ran off before I could invite you for a drink.? He offered me another glass of champagne as he spoke before pulling out a cigar and lighting it.
?Not in the mood for conversation honestly. I mainly come to enjoy the show and well my presence is mandatory as a regional supervisor.? I let out an exaggerated huff at the statement. After all I would much rather have been at home reading a book, getting shitfaced, hell even waxing my cunt would have been more enjoyable that this place.
?These events do tend to be rather dull except for the occasional drunken idiot making a fool of themselves. Maybe we could provide a bit of entertainment for one another?? He grinned at me none too sweetly and I wondered what his game could be.
?What do you propose and perhaps an introduction would be in order first? I still don't know your name.? I leaned my head down on my arms over the railing arching my back and lifting my hips. It was an easy tactic and he paid only fleeting glance before returning to my face.
?Claude and you are?? he stuck out his hand as he introduced himself.
?June? I ignored his outstretched hand yawning and placing my head back on my.arms champagne glass dangling dangerously from my fingertips.
?I propose a simple wager. We each go in and pick a candidate and which ever one makes a drunken fool of themselves first is the winner.? He blew a bit of smoke my way as he spoke eyes shining.
?What would we be wagering??
?Well I know what I want though I don't know what terms you would want.? The obvious intent behind his words sent a chill up my spine. Straight to the point at least.
?Fine but if you lose you have to take home the ugliest woman here that you can manage. Shouldn't be too hard for a gentleman such as yourself.? I had to fight a giggle at his sudden disgruntled face.
?Oh and I want a picture as proof.? I gave him a mischievous glance before finishing off my glass and prancing back inside ready to enjoy my night. Worst case I get laid best case I get to humiliate two coworkers.
I took my spot against the wall near the drink table after grabbing another glass of champagne and he was quick to join my side. We discussed possible choices before each making a decision on our candidates and a graciously accepted his handshake this time. We passed the next hour with idle banter watching the shit show but unfortunately neither of our choices had been very entertaining as of yet even though they were both adequately intoxicated by this point. Sadly my choice had taken residence at a table and had simply fallen asleep snoring softly.
His on the other hand had started dancing quite provocatively on an intern, her legs spread slightly causing her skirt to ride up while she gyrated her hips on his lap. It wasn't long before she was giving him a full on lap dance. Bad but I didn't consider it a win yet. Well at least not until she vomited all over the poor fellow.
I was miffed I lost but couldn't help laughing as we clung drunkenly to one another. I rolled my eyes as he smirked at me gesturing to the door before leading me out. As soon as he elevator doors shut he was on me. One hand tangled in my hair pushing my face up to the glass of the elevator wall as the other drifted down between my legs hiking my skirt up.
?I'm gonna have so much fun with you tonight sweet cheeks. Lucky for us i decided on a hotel room here for the night, don't want to drive drunk now do we??
He had started palming my wet cunt at this point grinding the heel of his palm roughly into my clit. I let out a lewd moan as his teeth grazed my neck and nipped at my ear. He wrapped an arm around me as the door to the elevator opened and led me down the hall before pulling out a keycard and opening one of the suite doors. It was a stunning room with a small kitchenette and living slave as well as a king sized bed. I wondered exactly what position he held in the company as led.me.to the couch and went to grab a few.mini bottles of assorted liquor.
We spent the next hour chatting drinking and fondling one another until I was fairly drunk. Whether it was his intention or not it left little resistance in me as he lifted me carrying me to the bed while I giggled like a schoolgirl. He dropped me down rather haphazardly before he began undressing me.
?I never did tell you exactly what I wanted now did I sweetheart??
My muddled drunken brain barely registered the words though. He had managed to pull my clothes off leaving me only in a sheer lace thong as I went to grab at his belt and rub his obvious erection beneath.
?Well was pretty obvious Sex right?? I drunkenly slurred.
?Oh there will be sex don't worry.?
I fumbled with his belt a bit longer before he pushed me down on hands pinned above my head by the iron railing of the bed. He began nipping and sucking my neck using while his unoccupied hand to tease one of my nipples. It was a rather rough bite and twist of my delicate nub that made me wince in pain and my alcohol addled brain began questioning whether this had been such a good idea.
I started to strain against his hold on my wrists slightly only to be met back with more pressure and his other hand returning to my wrists as well. He used his teeth to tug at my lower lip before forcing his mouth on mine in a suffocating kiss. He was grinding his hips into mine when I felt the cold metal close around my wrists. I felt the panic well in my chest and he gently shushed me as he trailed his hands down my body slowly nipping at the skin as he sunk lower. I watched him trail down to between my legs nipping the inside of my thigh as I felt his hot breath on my drenched pussy.
?Oh wait seems I forgot something.? He quickly reached into the bedside table and pulled out one of those sleep masks to block the sun. I felt terrified and excited all at the same time and I trembled as he slid it over my eyes.
I could feel his hands sliding across my skin as he situated himself between my legs again. God I was too drunk for this, my head was spinning and my face was flushed as he slowly slid my panties off. It didn't take him long to dive in pressing two fingers in as he sucked my clit. I moaned as he worked me over stretching and rubbing the inside of my dripping cunt. He quickly added a third finger and continued his brutal pace quickly bringing me to an orgasm.
He didn't stop there though. He kept working his fingers in me before adding a fourth. It was too much and I yelped unable to comfortably handle the amount he was stretching me. It didn't help I was overstimulated constant aftershocks pulsing through my sensitive clit.
?Please it's too much!? I managed to beg.
My whole body was shaking and I tried to close my legs but he firmly kept his hand buried in my pussy.
?Please let me suck your cock.? I whimpered in an attempt for a reprieve and a chance to recover.
I was unnerved at his eerie silence as he withdrew his fingers and I felt the bed shift next to me. The sound of a zipper and belt buckle followed next before I felt his cock on my lips precum already dripping. I gave a tentative lick before I took him in my mouth bobbing my head what I could at the odd angle. It wasn't long before he had his hand tangled in my hair and began thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth with vigor. I fought to breath through my nose with each thrust all while straining my jaw to open wide enough and avoid teeth.
I never imagined being handcuffed and face fucked like this would be so hot and I rubbed my legs together seeking any kind of friction for my throbbing cunt. My jaw was hurting so much by this point I had trouble keeping my mouth open and caught the side of his shaft slightly with my teeth. I heard him his before I felt him slap my with his open palm. It stung and I whimpered as I felt his weight shift on the bed. Soon I was being lifted and quickly rolled over by the hips before my ass was hiked in the air.
I expected him to fuck me but instead i was met with an unexpected slap to the ass with what was unmistakably his leather belt. I yelped in surprise falling forward on the bed as I was met with another smack on the opposite cheek. I gasped into the pillow as I received a few more strikes alternating cheeks. I thought to beg him to stop but I was scared he may not and what semblance of calm I had would be shattered. After all it wasn't as if I didn't find it arousing even though painful. I was still terrified of his silence it was painfully noticeable with only my ears to aid me.
I felt the bed shift again behind me and my hips were pulled up again back arched ass hiked up. I could feel the edge of his pants and shirt against my cheeks and lower back as he lined himself up. He gave me no audible warning before plunging in. I moaned into the pillow as he slowly pulled his cock out before thrusting back in again. His thrust were jarring and borderline painful while he pulled out so slow I could barely gain any stimulation. I bucked my hips back at him giving a small whine hoping he would get the message.
He pulled out suddenly and flipped me back over handcuffs rubbing uncomfortably as he pulled me further down on the bed stretching with my arms out above my head. He brushed the head of his cockagainst my fold teasing me and rubbing my clit. I was going to lose my mind if he kept edging me like this it was maddening.
?Oh God please just fuck me already!? I breathlessly moaned.
When he finally got what he wanted I assumed he began to pound my pussy relentlessly. I arched my back lifting to meet his thrusts while unleashing a slew of obscenities and pleads.
?Oh fuck yes. Please don't stop. Please. Please. Fuck me!?
As my moans got louder I was sure the suite next to our would hear he shoved a piece of cloth in my mouth. I realized after a few moments of drooling on said fabric it was my own panties. He pushed my legs back knees meeting my breasts as he kept on driving into me. I felt my orgasm hit and I screamed around the fabric in my mouth. I struggled to find something to ground myself with as my vision whited out and my toes curled vaginal walls fluttering around his dick.
He barely broke stride as he pushed through my orgasm continually assaulting my g spot again and again. I was begging him to slow down behind my gag hardly hanging onto consciousness before he abruptly pulled out while spreading my legs and I felt the warmth of his semen hitting my chest and stomach.
How long I lie there for I had no clue. My head was swimming from the alcohol and activities. My pussy throbbed and my whole body was trembling as I tried to regain my breath. I felt him lifting the blindfold and releasing my wrist and removed my drenched panties from my mouth. He cleaned me off with a towel before climbing in the bed with me and passing out. I was soon to follow.
I woke the next morning to an empty bed but on the night stand was a note a glass of water and two aspirin. The note was hastily scrawled and simply said ?Had a great time. Had to catch an early flight and look forward to seeing you again soon.?
Kinda cryptic but all I cared about was getting home and showered while managing to avoid being seen making the dreaded walk of shame.
The next week went by as usual too much paperwork and too little time and I thought of that night often. Mostly of his silence through the event. It was still unnerving to me but I managed to push it from my mind. Well until a video surfaced of that night. My friend told me of it on a popular porn site saying it looked like me and I when I checked it was clearly from that night.
I panicked. I had no clue how to approach this and took a week off work to deal with the shock. Unfortunately on my first day back I was called into the office to meet my apparent replacement. The video had been brought to the attention of the shareholders and I was being let go. As I walked into the office it took every fiber of my being to keep calm at the site before me. There Claud stood devilish smirk on his face. I had never felt so sick in my life as I signed my resignation and was handed a severance check.
This prick had planned it all along. The video had no proof that it had been him. It only showed me begging like some common slut. There was nothing I could do. I briskly walked out and could hear the raucous laughter behind me. As I got in my car I broke down into tears.
?Touche fucker.? I sobbed.
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If my jokes offend you scroll on be an adult not whiny bitch....just saying |
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What did the cannible do after he dumped his girlfriend???
Wiped his ass.....
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Hey everyone sorry I haven't been working on writing requests much been a little depressed but I have a black mail life ruined request and cage play request I'm hoping to get done this week. If you have a request or want to send me a reminder don't hesitate I need to keep busy makes me happy |
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Mmm yogurt banana nut bread. I spoil people too much considering I hardly ever eat the stuff myself. I'm just a praise whore I guess. |
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I am often accused of asking to many questions or one may become irritated at me for being inquisitive in nature but I have to ask why is that bad? Would you not rather admit to ignorance for an opportunity to be educated or feign omnicience and stagnate in your own ignorance. So many are afraid to show ignorance for fear of being ridiculed but the person to fault is one who would look down on another for attempting to learn. I'm so grateful for my friends who understand this and accept that while I may be intelligent I am not as educated as I wish to be nor will I ever be because of my nature and need to learn. Thank you for helping me to better myself every day in every little way. To all who read this remember ignorance can be taught but pride will keep you trapped. |
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Any female subs in the dfw area want a sadist mommy Dom? I'm a sweetheart in vanilla life and during after care but during play I will humiliate you beat you and treat you as an animal and domestic labor slave. Discretion is a must. NO MEN! |
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I need a female sub I can torment and tease while she does domestic chores for me sigh..... |
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Yay! Got a new story done and I'll put the disclaimer here. This is a fictional story no basis of truth whatsoever. |
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It was frighteningly dark tonight. The moon was nonexistent in the sky and the stars gave only a little reassuring twinkle. I was walking home from a surprise double shift and cursed myself for not calling a cab instead. It was just late enough for the streets to be fairly empty and my stomach fluttered when I heard a faint scuffing noise behind me. I turned to look and saw nothing beyond the eerie shadows.
I resumed my journey home with a bit more speed in my step. I still felt uncomfortable and continued to increase.my pace. I didn't want to actually run afraid I would look like a fool and that I may be overreacting, but as soon as I heard what could only be footsteps behind me I broke into a sprint.
I could hear their steps closing in on my own and I knew I couldn't outrun them but I had nowhere to go. Not a single open business lay in sight and the nearest gas station was over a block away around the corner. I reached for my phone hoping to call my boyfriend and get him to use the tracker on my phone to help me but as I went to dial I felt a force tackle me from behind sending my phone sprawling across the pavement.
I did what any sensible woman would do and screamed bloody murder. It didn't take long for him to cover my mouth and I felt a jab in my side before a horrible stinging sensation overtook me. The burst of electricity lasted only a few seconds but the after effects left me breathless and dazed. My abdomen was contracting still and I wheezed desperate for a breath I couldn't take as he began to tie me up.
I desperately tried to roll myself off my stomach and catch a glimpse of my assailants face but I was quickly blindfolded and gagged as well. I whimpered pleads into the fabric he had gagged me with as he placed a piece of tape across my mouth. He gave me a none too gentle pat on the cheek as he shushed me and lifted me up. He carried me a short ways and sat me against a wall before looping a piece of rope around my neck.
?Stay here? he grumbled before I heard his footsteps retreat. He must have taken me to an alley so he could go get his car. I scrambled to try and free my hands but all I managed were a pair of sore wrists and neck as I struggled.
I could feel the blood pumping in my eardrums as I heard footsteps approaching. I tried to flail and pitch my body around as he removed the rope from my neck and lifted me over his shoulder but he simply laughed and slapped me hard on my ass cheek. I kept up my struggles determined to make it hard for him and he roughly tossed me down into what I assumed was the trunk of his car.
I continued to struggle as he closed the lid and I feverishly kicked the interior of the car. It didn't take long for me to exhaust myself again struggling to breathe through my nose. I laid back and tried to get a hold of myself and think about the situation. I had been running on adrenaline, feat and pure shock until this point.
How many times had I thought about something like this happening to me? I wondered exactly what his plans were. Would he just rape me or would he lock me up maybe keep me a while then kill me?
I could feel the jarring of the car and fought to keep from rolling around when he made a particularly rough turn. The movement had shifted my blindfold and I rubbed my face along the floor of the trunk to remove it fully. I don't know how long I had been in the trunk but I heard sirens and I held a glimmer of hope as the car came to a stop. I waited until I heard the officer talking to my kidnapper before I began to kick the trunk hoping to catch his attention.
?GET OUT OF THE CAR AND GET ON THE GROUND!?
I could hear the muffled explanations of my kidnapper as the cop demanded the keys for the trunk. As the officer opened the trunk I stop my thrashing and thanked the stars he had stopped us. He lifted me up and gingerly removed the tape from my mouth and allowed me to adjust to the brightness of his headlights. I finally had the opportunity to see my assailant and I just about fainted from shock. My boyfriend was stomach down handcuffed staring up at me with a look of discomfort and agitation.
My partner and I had played out rape fantasy before but he never had the nerve to try a kidnapping scene. He always said he was afraid of something going wrong. I mean imagine if an innocent bystander happened to see. Imagine the mess and our names could be slandered. It seems he was right to worry so.
I could feel the words stick to my tongue as I looked at this irate officer and all I could hear my my own heartbeat as he tried to comfort me. How was i gonna explain this! He was fumbling with untying me when I finally could speak.
I stuttered and fought tears as I tried to explain.
?I im s-sorry.? I mumbled.
?He is my boyfriend and I am okay with this. We act out rape scenes sometimes.?
The look of shock at my words turned quickly to annoyance then a terrifying grin. He glared down at me before walking back to his car. It was only a moment before the lights on his car were shut off and we were thrown into darkness. Without the glare if his headlights I realized we were on a very deserted back road. He must have followed us from the city. There wasn't a building in site and the road was only a mix of gravel and dirt.
I shuddered at how dark it really was out here and my partner was becoming panicked. ?What the hell is going on man? She said it's just a scene can't ya let me loose now?!? He exclaimed as the officer sauntered back over to me.
?Get out if the trunk, close it then put your hands behind your back.? He didn't raise his voice but the authority was there. My hands trembled as I did as he ordered. Was he placing us under arrest?!
?I started sputtering apologies as I felt his cuffs on my wrists. ?Oh God please don't arrest us. Please haven't you ever wanted to do something kinky! No one was hurt! Please won't you just let us go?! Please.?
I was crying by this point and I could feel him breathing down my neck as he paused. I felt one hand reach up gripping the hair at the back of my head as the other applied firm pressure to my back forcing me over the trunk. I was confused until I felt him grind his hips into my ass and oh god he was hard.
I turned to look at him with wide eyes as he spoke. ? Don't want to go to jail? Either of you? Then I'll make you a deal. I'm going to fuck you bent over the trunk of this car and he is going to watch. You are going to take it like a good little slut since apparently this is what you wanted anyways. Am I right??
I whimpered and was rubbing my legs together trying to hide how wet I was and give myself any kind of friction. Rape play was fun but it the back of your mind you know it's not real. This was very much real and while I screamed internally that this couldn't be happening my cunt had a mind of it's own.
?If we don't?? I whispered warily.
?Well then I take him to jail and you to a mental health clinic. You'll both get out in 72 hrs but I'm pretty sure you don't want your friends, family, or employers knowing about your little fetish huh??
?No.? I whimpered.
?Good.?
At that he lifted my skirt as he unzipped his pants. He didn't bother to remove my panties only pulling them to the side as he rammed his cock into my sopping wet cunt. I stared at my partner as the officer rutted into me expecting anger, disgust, or both but he only watched with a lewd grin and a growing erection.
This man whose name I didn't even know was pummeling my pussy and I let out a slew of moans and obscenities at how amazing it felt. I knew society would call me a freak for enjoying something like this but I could not care less at that moment. All I could think about was his cock stretching me as he held my face against the cold metal of the car.
He wasn't going to last long at this rate I knew he was about to cum. I whimpered hoping he would let me cum at least once before him but he just kept thrusting into me at a relentless mechanical pace.
He pulled out quickly while yanking me by my hair to the ground on my knees. He shoved his cock in my mouth and wrapped both hands around my head burying himself deep in my throat as he came. He held me there giving no option but to swallow or choke.
He pulled away and adjusted himself putting his cock away while I gasped for air. He knelt down and uncuffed me before pulling me to my feet. He led me to the back of my boyfriend's car and shoved me in before uncuffing him as well.
?Go home. Remember if you say anything I have video of pulling you from the trunk while he was cuffed on the ground. It would be a real shame for it to end up online now wouldn't it??
?Yes sir.? I muttered.
My partner sat in the driver's seat and the officer leaned through the window and handed him a card.
?I'll be calling and I expect you to answer when I do. See y'all around sometime.?
With those last words he stood up patted the car and went back to his own vehicle. We drive away in silence neither of us speaking a word the whole way home. When we stepped through the threshold of our shared apartment he grabbed me from behind pushing me to the floor. He spread my legs lifted my skirt before ripping my panties off and started fucking me. He didn't say a single word that night as he fucked me again and again. The whole time I thought about that cop whose name I still didn't know.
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Cleaned my couch out today found around 20 wooden clothes pins in there wth!? I seriously have no idea how they got there. |
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Trying really hard to get my kidnapping story done but the flow just seems wrong ugh....and for anyone who made a story request I'm still working on them but I may need a reminder occasionally lol. I forget stuff.... |
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All I can day is I never thought about oompaloompa porn before but apparently some one did lol!!! |
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I went to sleep to early now I'm up at frigin 5 in the morning again ugh. Maybe I should write.... |
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Oh and if you haven't read part one don't read part two of my writing shit gets confusing |
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So yea new writing up not as sexed up as my usual stuff but a bit of torture. I suppose it could be called that or maybe obedience training/punishment old West style lol I dunno I'm fucked .... |
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So yeah not.much sex in this chapter just plot and pain. Continuation of native rape request undecided on a name still...
I woke to the feeling of hands on my face gently removing the gag that had been tied around my head the night before. I kept my eyes closed and my expression passive hoping maybe i would be untied as well but instead I felt water grace my parched lips. I didn't want to look but I knew I needed to drink or else the heat would be the literal death of me.
I precariously opened one eye to see the English speaking savage from the night before as he gently brushed the hair from my face. I was still laying on the corpse of my poor husband as I felt my exhaustion quickly bubble into anger and I snapped my teeth at him determined to remove a finger or two. My teeth barely grazed his knuckles as he yanked his hand back before slapping me.
My already throbbing head was spinning so I could hardly make out what he was saying before he cut the rope on my ankles and dragged me to my feet. I glanced around the camp to see the ransacked remains of our lives. The other two women sat tethered to a wagon being loaded with supplies. Their glazed over eyes and bruise covered bodies were a testament to the horrors they had experienced last night. My captor smirked at me before he spoke again.
?You should be happy. Had I not taken you you would have been no better than them.?
The nerve of this brute I thought as I muttered. ?Go to hell. If I ever have the chance I will kill you I hope you know.?
He scoffed and laughed as he threw me down beside them and looping a section of rope around my neck securing me to the wagon along with the other women. I sat and seethed watching them as they continued to pick through the remains of the wagons. The other women and myself had not been given a single scrap of clothing and sat on the hot dirt sun slowly rising and beginning to heat our sensitive skin.
It wasn't long before the savages seemed content with the supplies they had gathered and I smelled kerosene. They were dousing the additional wagons and the bodies in the oil I realized as more tears welled in my eyes. I watched as my husband's body was dragged over to the pile. In a fit I stood thrashing about and straining to pull against the rope on my neck, though with my hands still bound behind me I did little other than make a spectacle of myself. Hearing the guffaws and heckles of the Indians did little to quell my anger and I began spitting unholy slurs at them again baring my teeth like a mad dog. The other two women only sat and stared teary eyed and slack jawed as they watched me warily.
It wasn't long though before I managed to tire myself out neck throbbing and most likely bruised. I dropped to my knees and watched as they lit the pile and wagons on fire. It spread quickly engulfing the bodies and wood in flames. A few of them approached us including my rapist. The other two women were untied and thrown into the back of the wagon not bothering to resist in the slightest. As the savage reached for my restraints to do the same to me I took another opportunity to bite him. This time I managed to break skin on his forearm again. My victory was short lived as he backhanded the grin off my face.
He laughed at me before dragging me up by the rope eye to eye with him. ?You want to act like an animal? Fine you'll walk like one.?
My head was spinning as he pulled me over to his horse and tied the end of my leash to the saddle. Was he intending in making me walk naked and barefoot through the plains?! I panicked and began to attempt to reason with him.
?I can't walk barefoot out here and with no clothes! My feet will be destroyed and my skin will burn!? I pleaded.
He scoffed before he spat at me. ?Should have thought it through before.?
He hopped on his horse and began a slow trot as the rest of the party followed. I looked back one last time to see the charred flesh of my husband's face and began to retch. Luckily my stomach was empty and I was dragged away still dry heaving. As my stomach settled I began spitting insults at him again. He simply ignored me giving an occasional harsh tug on my leash causing me to stumble and fall to my knees. It seemed to be a game to him and anytime my verbal attacks became too much he would react in turn giving a chuckle at my scuffed knees and struggles to stand again without the use of my hands. After the first hour of the game I finally conceded and gave into silence laced with venomous stares.
The first miles were increasingly unbearable after I no longer had our game to distract me and I could feel every thorn that graced my delicate soles with their wicked sting. As the sun rose further into the sky the heat began to cause my skin to burn. At first it was a minor heat but before long it began to chafe and made the pain in my feet a minor inconvenience. By midday I was in agony tears flowing freely as I sobbed.
I was on the verge of collapsing by the time we stopped and I did just that as he unmounted. He knelt down beside me holding the skin of water to my lips and I drank as well as I could not attempting to resist this time. I wasn't broken but I knew if I wanted to live I would have to show some compliance. He began to untie me from his horse as he spoke. ?Ready to behave??
I nodded my head and followed him obediently as he led me to the wagon with the other women. He lifted me none to gently into the wagon as the other women stared wide eyed at my current state. My skin had turned an angry shade of red and my feet were a swollen mess of cuts and debris. I rolled on my side and closed my eyes willing unconsciousness to take me from my agony. I would not be so lucky though. Every bump and lurch of the moving cart caused my sensitive skin to rub against the hardwood of the wagon.
I sobbed and whined as the ride continued on receiving pitiful stares from the women. It would be a few more hours before they would stop and I would be offered water again. This time he tried to coax me to eat but I was unable to lift my head and had no appetite. He left a bit of stale bread by me before returning to his horse and resuming the miserable journey.
When the sun began to set I didn't know whether to be relieved or filled with dread. What would he do to me tonight? I writhed and struggled to roll over and relieve some of the pain of the side i had been laying on but the agony was just as equal on the other side. I wanted to die when i saw the men there and they began to drag the other trembling women from the wagon.
Then he was lifting me from the wagon and I tensed as he touched my sensitive skin. He places me on a blanket a distance away from the rest of the party and I could already hear the lewd sounds of skin on skin and whimpers of pain. I looked over to finally take a full count of the men. Six of them were brutalizing the other women and taking their turns with them.
I shut my eyes tight burying my face into the blanket and attempted to block the horrid noises. I felt his hand in my hair lifting my head and placing a metal cup to my lips. It was warm tea I discovered as I took a sip. It was only bitter and sweet at the same time and I drank greedily finishing the brew. He sat staring at me as I glared at him the silence of our akward by exchange only disturbed by the animalistic noises coming from the rest of the group.
It wasn't long before my head started to swim and I felt a welcome numbness come over me. I relaxed closing my eyes and felt him pry at the ropes on my wrists listening then and letting my numb hands free. The next sensation was his hands slowly running something across my skin. It was cool and helped to alleviate the tight ache and burn of my skin. He fastidiously worked me over working the salve into every crevice of my skin.
Between the sheer exhaustion and drugged tea I could do nothing other than lie there waiting for him to do whatever he wanted with my complaint form. I had hoped he would stop simply at that but i should have known better and I soon felt his hand between my legs fingers prodding at my folds.
?No?. Please no.? I whimpered pitifully.
He simply smirked before situating himself between my legs prodding insistently at.my still sore sex. He had used the salve as lubrication and found little resistance as he pushed in. I closed my eyes and lie there compliant as he rutted into me pushing my sensitive back against the rough wool of the blanket below.
I wanted to scream and bite but I was just so tired. What was the point anyways. I couldn't get away I was stuck here with this monster and I might as well have been a piece of loot he had claimed. I was just a toy to him and I doubted he would kill me anytime soon. He seemed determined to keep me around.
It was going to be a long night and I had resigned myself to my hopefully temporary fate. If I could survive and recovery I could make a plan. Play the obedient dog till I saw a chance I told myself. I pushed my.mind to happier times blocking out the physical world and closing my eyes. I didn't know how long it lasted but I was grateful for the eventual sleep that took me.
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I don't like being a second option because the first didn't work out... Smh really people is a little honesty too much to ask |
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Soo I'm 800 words into this whole native American sequel ... This one might actually warrant a story name now. I think it might really be going somewhere at lead in my head. Now to the get it in text. |
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Beautiful people are just as temporary as a beautiful flower. First beauty fades then you die. All that is left are the seeds you have sown.
A tribute to everyone who just compliments my looks without looking beyond |
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Lesbian turning straight friend bi.
Request from a friend just gave me the inspiration I needed today.
Also respect your straight friends not everyone is curious. Don't force someone to be something they aren't. That being said enjoy something softer from me.
Tonight would be great I told myself. Girls night in, wine sappy movies and junk food. I had waited all week for this. It didn't help my anticipation that I had a plan for my friend. Always the prim and proper straight little wife.
She knew I was gay and I had asked her a few times if she was curious which she always quickly denied, maybe a little too quickly. I never pushed the issue of course and always respected her choice but lately I had caught her staring at me on multiple occasions. I never let on I knew but her once quick glances were turning into wistful gazing. So I put my plan in action.
I put on my cutest pajamas just a tank top and a pair of booty shorts. I also made sure to forgo a bra and turn the AC down to keep my nipples perky and encourage cuddling.
As I was opening the wine to breathe I heard a knock at the door and bounced over to greet my friend. She looked absolutely wore out from the work week. I quickly wrapped her in a hug and felt her relax in my hold as she let out a sigh of relief.
?Oh you poor thing you need wine? I exclaimed as I led her into the apartment.
?You have no idea. Work was so horrendous this week. I have been picking up everyone's slack and my back is killing me.? She sighed.
We spent a little while snacking and drinking while we chatted about the week. She twisted in her seat letting out a groan and whine as her back cracked painfully. I took the opportunity and quickly scooched over on the couch and started rubbing her shoulders. If she had not been sitting she might have collapsed as she relaxed turning her body to better accommodate my advances.
?I have a great oil rub that's helps with sore muscles if you want sweetheart.?
She looked back at me with those pretty innocent doe eyes ever so slightly glazed over from the wine. She managed a nod and a hmmm and I quickly ran to my room to grab the oil.
I came back to find her dress unzipped and around her waist, with her bra unclasped and face buried in my couch. If I hadn't have been turned on already I definitely was now. I gingerly straddled her hips and warmed some oil in my hands before working it into her back.
As I slowly worked out her knots and tense muscles she began to moan into the couch. I had a hard time keeping a straight face and wondered if she would feel how wet I was getting at her lewd noises. I carefully ran my hands down to her hips working just above her ass eliciting more vocalizations from her as I kneaded her soft skin.
I carefully slipped my thumbs below her dress working the tops of her glutes. She made a muffled murmur before lifting her hips just enough for me to slide her dress down her legs and toss it to the floor. I was surprised at her choice of a lacy thong but kept my remarks to myself before mounting her knees and continuing my ministrations.
I had worked my way down her legs and found her feet to be the most sensitive. I gently coaxed her to roll over and she fumbled to hold her bra as she did so. I took her right foot and began working the arch before moving to the heel. The whole time she was moaning with her eyes shut and one hand clinging to her bra.
When I finally finished with both of her feet I made my move placing a gentle kiss on her ankle before slowly running my hands up her thighs trailing more kisses in their wake. She made a quiet gasp and shivered as I took a quick rough lick at her pussy through the lace of her thong before resuming my journey up her body.
Her face was flushed and she had held her eyes closed this entire time and I quietly whispered in her ear as I lavished her neck in attention.
?Do you want me to keep going??
She rapidly nodded her head still keeping her eyes shut tight.
I resumed my work gently nibbling her ear and peppering her neck and jaw with soft kisses. I trailed one hand down to pull her bra from her hands and she let out a quiet whine giving me the chance to steal a kiss. She was hesitant as I ran my tongue across her own and gently nibbled her lower lip. I I kept myself propped up as I trailed one hand back down to her mound slipping below her panties and finding her hard clit and sopping wet folds.
?You are enjoying this more than you'd like me to know aren't you?? I murmured.
She only gave a pleased groan as response as I began to toy with her clit rubbing gentle circles.
I continued to work her up as I started trailing more kisses and light nips down her neck and past her collarbone. She arched her back and gasped as I ran my tongue piercing across her right nipple and gently tugging it with my teeth.
At this point she was bucking her hips begging for more and I quickly slipped two of my slender fingers into her cunt finding her g spot.
She shook and bucked as i rubbed the sensitive spot continuing to toy with her clit with my thumb. I leaned back and pulled my fingers from her as I felt her tense up. She let out a pitiful mix of sigh and whine bucking her hips at me.
?Open your eyes and look at me sweetie.?
She slowly peaked at me blushing a beautiful shade of pink as I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked her juices off me.
I quickly slid her thong off and slid down to put my face between her legs. I blew a puff of hot air on her wet folds and she went to close her eyes again.
?Open your eyes and watch me Hun. I want you to watch me when I make you cum. Do you understand me??
She lifted her head back up and kept her shy eyes trained in me as i slipped my fingers back inside and taking her clit in my mouth. She struggled to keep her eyes on me as I nibbled and sucked her clit all the while working her dripping pussy with my fingers. She was trembling and I could feel her walls tightening as I started to run my tongue back and forth across her hard nub.
She all but screamed as she came in my mouth legs clamping down around my head. I slowly worked her through careful to not over stimulate her as she flopped limply back and breath heavy.
I stripped my shirt off before climbing up next to her and pulling her close. I reached back for the throw blanket and covered us. I looked down at her as I got comfortable and heard her gentle snores. I smiled as I whispered in her ear. ? next time it's my turn sweetheart.? |
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Man I miss having an instrument. I need a new cello or piano. Hell I'd even play the tuba again at this point. Writing is nice but I miss the vibrations of an instrument under my fingers..... Sigh |
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Time to peel a ton of blanched tomatoes. I love homemade tomato soup.. |
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Ugh why does being shy always end up with people thinking I'm rude or something...... |
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Ugh spam mails.... Two diff accounts requesting me to burn their cocks pay 500 bucks yeah that's legit and totally sane ...wow |
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Any story requests tonight? I'm bored need something new to work on. Insomnia is a cruel bitch. |
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Please mind your grammar. How hard is it to speak like a normal person? Maybe proof read your message? I'm not saying don't use common short hand or maybe have an occasional auto correct fail. If I cannot understand what you are saying to me because your sentence is so poorly constructed then I will not reply. If I do it will be to remind you of the importance of the correct use of the English language. If English is not your first language mistakes are acceptable you are learning. Rant over |
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Just so no one screams racism or bull crap this was a request from a native American friend. So back off. Warning straight non con rape and murder. That being said enjoy! And for the person who made the request ty!
Life was going to be so wonderful at our new home. We managed to pick the land up cheap with a cabin and well already on the property. The trip to our new home would be grueling though. Hundreds of miles in a wagon was not ideal or fun. It was dangerous and often deadly with the natives running wild.
Absolute savages they were. I had heard enough stories of them ambushing caravans and murdering all the men and keeping the women? I shivered at the idea of what happened to those poor souls. Death would be preferred in my opinion.
I smiled at my husband gazing at his stellar blue eyes as we followed the wagons in front of us. If it weren't for the oppressive heat I would have been cuddled up with him. Instead I was content to just sit by his side marveling at the plains and scarce vegetation I had never seen before.
Night came too soon as we stopped to set up camp. There were 4 other families with us so I felt fairly well knowing our larger party kept us relatively safe from attack.
I went to sleep early that evening bunking in the back of our wagon while my husband kept watch with some of the other men.
I woke to the sound of screaming and gunshots. I tried to call out to my husband but I was so terrified I could barely take a breath. I was just a city girl. Hell I had never fired a gun. There was no way I could defend myself as I internally screamed. I fished around in the dark and located a cast iron cooking skillet before pushing myself into a corner amongst our supplies.
The sounds outside died down to quiet whimpers of women and soon I heard footsteps approach. Please let it be my husband I chanted in my head as a mantra. I felt the wagon shift as someone stepped in and I ventured a peek around the corner of the crate I had hid behind.
My heart fell and I almost wailed in agony when I thought of what had surely happened to the men my sweet husband included as i saw the savage.
I raged at the thought of these heathens taking my future from me and all these poor women. I lept from my hiding spot brandishing my skillet like a mad woman. I swung wildly at the savage before me, managing to land a surprise blow to his head and knocking him out of the wagon.
My victory was short lived as an arrow grazed my arm and I dropped the skillet falling from the wagon as I tried to catch it.
I looked up at my assailant as he stepped over me brandishing an axe and I prayed for a quick death.
He grabbed my by my hair yanking me up as my hands encircled his wrist. He started yelling at me in his native tongue and of course I didn't understand a word of it. I sneered and spit in his face only to be met with a swift back handed slap.
The man drug my dazed form over to 2 other women who had survived and proceeded to tie my hands before throwing me to the ground and binding my ankles as well.
Adrenaline gone and the sight of the other two battered women caused something in me to snap and I sobbed while I cursed and spit obscenities at the savages.
One of the other men walked over to me and slapped me again. Before brandishing his axe and pressing the blade to my neck. ?BE QUIET.? He shouted at me in a heavy accent.
I shut my mouth with an audible click of my teeth as he drew a small line of blood across my clavicle down to the neckline of my night gown. I glared at him with vehemence as I let out a small whine at the sting. He gave me a quick slap knocking the look of my face and leaving me dazed before going about raiding our supplies with his party.
When the stars and encroaching darkness cleared from my vision I took a moment to look around. Maybe I could find a way out of this. The other two women were bruised battered and one sported a darkening black eye. They had been stripped of any resolve other than to beg for mercy at this point.
As my gaze wandered I saw him. His once mesmerizing blue eyes were vacant and glazed over as he lay lifeless arrow protruding from his chest. The wail that left my lips at that moment was unearthly. I did not know I was capable of making such a sound as I wept. My chest was tight as I fell into a hysterical fit thrashing against my bonds.
The same English speaking savage came over to me once more as my sobs grew in intensity. He glared at me with no emotion, his steely brown eyes betraying no sign of pity, remorse, or sympathy. I began to spit insults at him once more with a renewed fury. ?You fucking animal. You are a fucking murderous God damned animal! What the hell did we do to you you you shit eating savage! Fuck you damn you to hell you fucking demon!?
I don't know how much he understood and I knew he didn't care. I hoped to tick him off enough he would kill me. Anything to be away from the heart wrenching agony I felt. I would not be so lucky. I sobbed again as I stared at the corpse of the man I loved all while continuing to berate the savage.
He bared his teeth at me in an evil grin before reaching down to pull me up by my hair and a away from the other women. I could do nothing but flop uselessly on the ground as he dragged me a few feet away.
He threw me next to the corpse of my husband just a couple feet from his face. I tried to wiggle over to him desperate for one last touch before I was surely murdered. I would have no such luck though.
I was soon dragged back over to the now kneeling monster. He began to shred my clothes and I panicked trying to kick him. He grabbed my hair and slammed my face to the ground making my vision tunnel and leaving me gasping. As he pushed me to my knees hiking my now naked ass into the air I begged him to kill me. ?Please just kill me. Just fucking murder me. I'd rather have my head bashed in that be your bitch you fucking savage!?
He laughed? the fucker understood me.
?I have a better use for a strong spirit like yours. I have need of a son and I think you will do just fine in giving me one.?
The other men had stopped their search to watch us and I hid my face in shame as he pushed into me. He did nothing to prep me and was much larger than my husband leaving me in agony as he penetrated me. I did my best to try and pull away or flop to the ground but he held me firmly in place as he mounted me. I gagged on the dust as my cheek rubbed repetitively against the ground with his motions.
I stared into my husband's cold lifeless eyes looking for any type of comfort but all I felt was pain. Emotional torment. Being raped by possibly the very man who put that arrow in him.
A particularly hard thrust drew me back to the moment as he brushed across my cervix. I let out a pained whimper as he continued to use me. I could hear the whimpers and pleas of the other two women and turned my head to look at them. The other men were starting to strip them cutting their clothes away as they beat them.
?Just leave them alone you dung eating asses!? I screamed .
My assailant chuckled a deep raspy rumble in my ear as he leaned down pushing down on my back with his chest.
?So much fight. So brave. They don't speak your tongue your words are wasted on them.?
I attempted to crane my neck to bite at him only to have his hand tangled in my hair again to pull me back. I looked up into his cold eyes as he queried. ?And I'm the animal??
He flipped me over slamming my back to the ground and pulling my legs up bound ankles behind his neck. He pushed my knees to my chest and rammed back into me. The sound of pained wails and the smell of death filled the air as the women and I were brutalized through the night. I felt him strain thrusts becoming erratic and I realized he was really going to breed me like one of his little savage whores.
?Please don't do this. I don't want your filth in me. Just kill me damnit!?
He ignored me as he continued his motions driving into me deeply. I felt him still deep inside of me as he filled me. Slowly nudging my cervix as he rode out his release. In his moment of bliss I bit his forearm doing my best to rip a chunk off.
He simply back handed me again and shoved a shred of my nightgown in my mouth before securing it with another piece of cloth.
He stood and grinned down at me leaving me lying naked in the dirt as he righted himself blood trickling from his arm. I couldn't hear what he muttered as he walked away but it sounded vaguely like he said ?perfect?. I writhed and wiggled over to my husband laying my head on his lifeless chest and cried myself into unconsciousness. Praying for God's mercy and death.
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Ugh I shut my hair in the car door again..... Time for a trim I suppose |
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Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darkness of other people. Carl Jung |
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Just FYI for new ppl on my journal make sure if it says part two read part one first or you will end up confused also all stories are posted on as well under saskie-moor. That being said I love comments suggestions and requests. Have a good Daddy's day sinners! |
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Word of warning I said it would be a little darker than the last and ended up writing this at 3 am. Heartburn couldn't sleep....that being said there will be a part three that will get even darker.
Don't forget to open the window part two I woke the next morning to the sound of birds chirping and light filtering through the sheer curtains of my window. I jolted up in my bed as the events from the prior night came back to me. I was naked and the tattered clothes were nowhere to be seen. My neck was tender and my sex throbbed as I recalled the events. He didn't kill me? Wasn't he afraid I would go to the cops? Not that it would do much good I had no idea what he even looked like. I wrapped my arms around my knees and gently rocked myself to and fro as I fretted the possibilities of going to the police. Would he know? Would he come back and finish the job?
As I delved deeper into my thoughts the feeling of the orgasm from last night came to mind. The sheer intensity of it. I had never felt anything like it before. It was so overwhelming. What the fuck was wrong with me. He raped me why am I thinking about how it felt I should be calling someone. I quickly grabbed my phone and dialed in 911 but my finger hovered over the dial button unable to make the call.
I glanced over at the window still ajar a breeze filtering through and carting with it the smell of morning dew. Carved into the frame of the window was one word. MINE.
The guy was obviously insane and it looked like he had every intention of coming back. Was he watching my house?
I quickly took a shower and continued to internally fret before I came to the conclusion to go to the police station in person. I packed a few sets of clothes and some other essentials. I knew I couldn't stay here for a few nights at least.
I took a deep breath as I left the house glancing around trying my best to keep my wits about me. I was terrified he was just waiting for me behind every bush as I made my way to my car. I quickly locked the doors when I got into my car and made my way to the police.
When I was finally done answering all the questions and submitting to a rape kit I was in shambles. My eyes and head throbbed from crying as I recounted the events to the officer. They had suggested I stay with friends or family for a few days. Only I didn't really have any I felt comfortable enough with to stay. I ended up getting a hotel room near work instead.
A couple days passed and I called into work explaining the situation to my manager and managed to get a week off. I was freaking out at every little sound and hardly sleeping. Every time I tried to sleep I saw that face grin bathed in darkness with a Cheshire grin. I woke up to the sensation of him choking me many times.
After the first week and no sign of him or word from the police regarding clues I resigned myself to go home. With trembling hands I unlocked the door and stepped through. The eerie silence made.my hair stand on end. I walked to each room making sure every window and door to the outside was locked securely before turning on some music and trying to forget the situation if just until I went to sleep. I knew he would be waiting for me in my nightmares.
As I walked into my bedroom I could see the evidence of the police investigation. My sheets had been taken from my bed for DNA samples. The word MINE carved into my window frame was enough to trigger a full on panic attack. I ended up sleeping in the guest room that night. I had no urge to be in that bed.
It didn't really matter though I still met him in my dreams. I could feel his hands touching me squeezing the breath from my lungs with the weight of his body. It all felt so real every time. Whispering sweet nothing's into my ear as he fucked me.
I woke with a start as I felt cold metal on my wrists and hot breath on my face.
I could have been staring up at the devil himself and not been as terrified as I was in that moment. He was leaned over me and my hands had been cuffed behind my back.
I tried to scream but he was too fast covering my mouth with his hand and placing that damn knife on my neck.
?Now treat it seems you have been hiding from me haven't you? I thought I made it fairly clear that you are mine you fucking tramp.?
He slowly ran the blade across my neck drawing a small sliver of blood in its wake. I whimpered and began to cry trying to gasp for breath from behind his hand.
?I was more than happy just making this a casual thing for both our enjoyment but you just don't seem to get it do you? I fucking own you now. You are just a cocksleeve and I will do with you as I please whether you want it or not. Last time I made it feel good didn't I?! Well this time you're going to learn a lesson dollface. Stay quiet now.?
He slowly removed his hand from my mouth as I trembled beneath him. He quickly flipped me on my stomach before he started cutting my pajama top off. He pulled me across his lap ass in the air as he pulled my shorts and panties off next.
I struggled defiantly before he grabbed a handful of my hair and painfully twisting my neck. He held me in place for a moment as I whimpered and sobbed.
?Calm down. Struggle will only make it worse.? He sounded so monotone. No emotion in his voice and it was scarier than when he was angry.
I felt gentle caresses from his free hand on my ass and thighs. Slowly he trailed his hand across my skin willing me to relax. As my tremors subsided slightly I felt his hand meet my ass with a bruising force. I tensed and dug my toes into the carpet trying to break free again. He simply help me in place by my hair as he cooed to me resuming his oddly gentle touches.
?Like i said you need to learn a lesson. Sweet heart. Tonight is not about you. I don't care if you enjoy it. In fact I'd rather you didn't but a little slut like you can't help it can you? You just love cock in your pussy even when it's your rapist don't you??
I went limp across his legs head throbbing from the tight hold on my hair. I felt the movement of the air and tensed before his next blow came to my other ass cheek. I was on the border of a hysterical breakdown as this maniac spanked me like a disobedient child. He resumed his gentle caresses until my sobbing subsided before he yet again landed another strike. This time though he centered it in the crease of my thighs grazing the lips of my labia and making my pussy throb.
I don't know how long he kept his punishment going but by the time he was done I was a mess. I could feel my eyes swollen and puffy as well as the ache in my throat from holding back screams and pleas of mercy. This psycho had no mercy for which to beg. He was a maniacal monster hell bent on imposing his apparent misplaced idea of ownership on me.
As my sobs trickled down to haggard breaths and my resistance waned more and more the blows became softer and less frequent. Before long he was simply caressing my body as I lay across his lap fully complacent. I could feel the heat on my bruised backside but the gentle touches pulled me away from that sensation.
When I felt his fingers ghost across my sex I fought back the urge to tense up again. I didn't want the beatings to resume and I assumed he was using it as a control tactic. He slowly unfurled his fingers from my hair placing his hand on the back of my neck closing firmly around what he could encompass.
When he worked his fingers into my cunt I was surprised at the amount of natural lubrication present. Nothing but a reaction to the excess blood flow from the repeated slaps he had brutalized it with earlier, is what I assured myself. Never mind my internal turmoil he seemed pleased at the discovery quickly plunging a couple fingers in and stretching my sore pussy.
?Get on the floor on your knees.? He grumbled shoving me from his lap as I landed painfully on my hip and side.
As I righted myself with a little difficulty from my still shackled hands he fumbled with the buckle of his pants pulling his already erect cock out. Soon his hand was back in my hair pulling me forward on my knees.
?Suck.?
I kept my lips firmly sealed staring up at him anger alight in my eyes. He could rape me all he wanted but fuck him if he thought for a second I would willingly give him any gratification. The next thing I knew I was on the floor spots dancing in my vision as my face stung and head throbbed even more. He had backhanded me?
Next he was manhandling me into the bed onto my chest and knees pushing my head to the mattress fist balled in my hair again. As I lay there in a daze he hiked my ass into the air and I felt a finger prod at my asshole before I heard the sound of him spitting.
The next thing all I knew was pain. He had rammed his hard dick into my ass with minimal to no lubrication. It fucking hurt was an understatement. It felt like he was literally ripping me apart, diving in balls deep from the start.
I went back to crying and pleading as he rutted into me. This only caused him to resume his earlier exploits and he began anew with alternating strikes to my ass cheeks. Each one caused me to tense up increasing the pain of my stretched asshole.
?I gave you a chance to be good dollface but you just have to be a bratty cunt don't you? Think you're too high and mighty to suck cock? Bet you wish you were sucking my dick now don't you? You'll learn your fucking place before I am done with you. You are going to understand that you'll take what I fucking offer you when I offer it. Ya know why you dirty fucking slut? Because you are nothing but a warm living cock sleeve. That's it. You exist to suck, fuck, and be used. So get used to it because you are going to be getting a lot of it.?
He punctuated each word of his last statement with harder thrusts as he neared his end. He released my hair sitting up on his knees instead of hunching over me. I could feel him growing inside of me as he grunted and panted behind me. Just as he was about to come I felt the blow to the back of my head that sent me reeling. I tensed up from the punch as he came and he all but roared from behind me. I could feel him riding his orgasm out as spots dotted my vision. I was relieved when I finally passed out. |
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Working on the sequel to don't forget to open the window. Decided to take it down a very dark nonconsensual path and possibly a multi chapter mini fic. Not sure how it will end but I know it will have at least 2 more parts maybe more. Wish me luck y'all and please let.me know what you think or if you have suggestions. |
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Just so everyone knows I am shy okay. I also don't talk just to fill empty space. So if I don't respond it's either because I was uncomfortable or didn't have anything to say/ask or you left your response with out a conversation direction. Once I get to know you I am very talkative but until then bear with me. |
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Thought of a delicious new idea for the consensual kidnapping rape scene. This is.gonna be a fun one to write |
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Hey my stories are just stories ID you want to act them out guys and gals be my guest but I won't be joining. Just here for friends. |
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Texas heat and popsicles
?Oh my god it's so hot!? I exclaimed as I quickly danced across the cement of the water park. You would think they would have a better choice of ground cover but no just blistering fucking concrete.
?Oh you complain too much pet. After all we both know you love a little pain.?
I smiled up at my mistress as she spoke. I adored her in ways unimaginable. She was perfect and I could never understand why she chose me but she had and I was eternally grateful.
Being at the water park was always a blast except for the guys who constantly tried to flirt thankfully it was fairly empty today. Most though avoided mistress for good reason. She wasn't just beautiful but intimidating as all hell. Men knew to avoid her but few recognised our dynamic.
She wasn't butch by any means in fact she had a breathtaking figure but she was tall almost 5 11 with a short black pixie cut. Tone with olive skin and oh my god her breasts. Best pillows ever. If I could die by suffocation it would have to be in there.
Me on the other hand a measly 5 2 with adequate assets I suppose but I did have a pretty little doll face. Enough to attract unwanted attention at times. This was definitely one of those times.
?So sweetheart maybe after I get off work I can take ya to dinner or something? ?
I was waiting at the top of the slide platform line when the lifeguard started his spill. Straight to the point and right in front of mistress.
I was horribly shy by nature and stuttered mumbling my words thinking excuses to turn him down. I felt her hand on my ass as I flustered. She leaned over my shoulder from behind staring him down while wrapping her arm around me. I couldn't speak at all by this point as she placed a kiss on my brow and told him to fuck off.
He was shocked at first before retorting ?I don't mind a good threesome ain't got.nothing against dykes.?
I bailed and took my turn on the slide quickly extricating myself from the confrontation soon to come. I hoped she would follow me and not throw him from the platform.
When I reached the bottom I was happy to not see any mangled bodies on the ground and she emerged shortly after. She did not look happy though. Oh god was she mad at me? I should have just told him no instead of always relying on her to defend me.
She had a devilish smirk as she sauntered over. ?Let's go get some popsicles. You are looking a little over heated pet.?
I smiled sweetly at her as she grabbed the ring on my collar leading me off. After we bought our sweets she proceeded to lead me back over to the same slide. I gave her a questioning glance as she led me around to a hidden corner at the base of the platform. Her mischievous glare melted into a look of disdain.
?Do you enjoy upsetting me? Making me jealous when you let little punks like that flirt with you? You didn't even tell him no. Just ran away like a scared little rabbit.?
My popsicle was dripping down onto my hands and I quickly went to lap the drips from my fingers.
?Lie down pet. I think it's time for a little lesson.?
My heart was thudding as I lowered myself at her feet resting my back on the hot concrete. I whimpered at the uncomfortable heat and rough texture.
?Awe is pet hot? I guess we'll just have to cool you off then huh? Spread those legs and pull your bikini to the side. Show me that pretty little snatch.?
I knew not to question or hesitate when she was upset.
?Now since apparently your little cunt seems to get all hot and bothered when little pissants flirt with you we need to cool it down don't we? Take your popsicle and fuck that pussy with it for mistress.?
I spread my outer labia with one hand as I slowly worked the cold treat into myself before slowly pumping it in and out. I could feel it starting to drip down my ass and past my anus as I focused on the motions. It was a drastic contrast to the heat permeating the delicate skin of my back.
She kept looking up to the water slide.platform and back to me as I worked myself. I glanced up to where she was.looking to come to the realisation that the lifeguard from earlier was watching my lewd display. I squealed in horror as I looked back to her.
?Now take it out and give it a good suck bitch. Make sure you lick it clean before putting it back in. Make sure you give a good show for.your little flirty fuckwad.?
I quickly quickly obeyed licking my own juices off before resuming my task.
It didn't take long before the popsicle had melted into nothing and i was left with the stick.
I stared at her wide eyed as she took it and tossed it aside before flipping off the lifeguard.
?Time to go ride some more slides pet. You gonna be good and tell those little twats no from now on??
?Yes mistress.?
?Good pet. Now Get up I want to ride this one again first.?
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OK Texas heat and popsicles just spurred a story idea.... Stay tuned lol
I'm so going to hell... |
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Oedipus Rex discussion any one? |
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I never really understood my fascination with pain it just slowly came to be. I would subject myself to burns stepping on cigarette butts with my bare feet and even delved into self piercing and cutting. I knew it wasn't healthy I knew I had a problem but I was so young. I watched my friend destroy her pretty peach flesh and go into rehab multiple times and it scared me to be like her.
I had grown up being spanked slapped and backhanded. I had felt hands like concrete belts home-made paddles what ever he felt like hurting me with any particular day. Though I forgot most of it, probably for the better, I guess the imprint that pain leaves on your soul never truly goes away.
It acts as a guiding hand drawing you deeper into the depths of personal fulfillment and depravity. Then again is it really all that wrong to give into such complex carnal desires as long as everyone consents?
I had gone to a friend of a friend's house one day. My friend had seen the cuts and was livid. He had told me it was better than mutilating your skin. There are better ways to enjoy pain that don't leave scars and burns. Ways that are even so much more intense.
I was anxious. Yes I had never heard of bdsm and didn't even realize there were others out there like me. People who enjoyed pain. Giving it receiving it or just simply watching others partake. It all seemed so odd but I was desperate. I didn't want to end up some scarred freak afraid to wear a bathing suit or even a plain T-shirt in my friends case. I wish I could have helped her the way he helped me that night.
I didn't know what to expect. I walked into it blind. He was so calm so understanding and so very patient. He took his time and never took advantage of me keeping me clothed. There was no sex no humiliation just pain. Raw primal pain. Nerve endings being stimulated. Flesh bruised bright purple. I still love leather paddles to this day. I may not remember his name but I'll never forget what he taught me.
He taught me I'm not wrong for loving something society deems inappropriate. I am simply stepping from the confines and shackles humanity has placed upon itself for the ideals of mental and social evolution. Maybe sometimes as a species we need to take a step back. I only hope that others who struggle with acceptance for their oddities find love. From themselves as well as others who feel different.
I cannot say I never marred my skin again. It is a dangerous road to go down and an even harder one to step off of completely. It would be 2 years after that before I truly discovered bdsm. Over a decade ago social platforms such as this were not common and I didn't even have a cell phone much less a computer. The first night I stepped into that club though I felt acceptance. My bruises I became so fond of were seen as beautiful and there were plenty willing to play and teach.
I only hope that if you know someone who has trouble with finding themselves be a becon and give them a little light. After all it's a dark lonely road out there all by yourself.
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Hey y'all if you enjoy my journal please let me know. I enjoy pleasant conversation and bouncing ideas. Don't be shy. I don't bite.... Much. |
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I'd rather see a picture of your face than your dick personally. That's just me though |
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I can't help but wonder why people use their getalia as their profile pic.... |
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Woot sequel done finally sorry been working on multiple stories and some requests as well as RP. I get busy sometimes |
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Don't be late part 2
I don't know how long I had been tied up arms suspended above my head holding my weight. My shoulders ached and the rope dug into my wrists. He had replace the hair pins with his favorite clamps and weights. As well as stuffing my pussy with a vibrator. I had been struggling to hold it in doing my best not to come.
Good girls get to come. Late little brats don't. I had wanted to explain myself but what would have been the point. All excuses. They mean nothing in this world, just empty words.
Daddy had told me 15 minutes and he would be back. He had needed to run an errand. That had been 45 minutes ago. I knew because of the digital clock in the corner. I was in agony by this point. Straining every muscle to keep the toy in my slick sex and alternating between standing on my tipie toes and using my arms to hold my weight.
I almost cried in relief when he finally walked through the door. I started rambling apologies behind my gag begging for him to forgive me. I was met with a swift slap of his belt across my upper thigh.
I felt the vibrator slip slightly as the hit jarred me. In a panic I clenches my muscles tight again focusing on my training. Kiegles had their uses. After all Daddy always told me he loves to stretch a tight pussy every night. On the occasion he felt I had not been practicing enough he preferred to use my asshole instead.
I knew I wouldn't get to come tonight if it fell out and after almost an hour of edging me on it was all I could think of.
"Now now baby girl. Daddy is sorry for being late. It seems the store was busier than I had anticipated." Tears dotted the corners of my eyes as he spoke. He was making a point. Taking his time and letting me know exactly how upset he truly was.
"Oh don't cry dear. Save your tears for later. You are gonna need them."
He had a black bag with him. He had been to the toy shop and I quivered in anticipation at the thought of what he could have gotten.
My thoughts were abruptly interrupted as I felt the slap of leather from his belt on my ass.
"That one was just a warm up doll. I'm going to take your gag out and you are going to count out a strike for every minute you were late. Making me wait like that and my parents. We see them so little now days." He sighed heavily before removing my gag.
"As I am sure you are aware if your pretty pink pussy drops it's toy I'll reinsert and start over. So hold on tight baby girl we have 18 more to go. Do you understand me bitch?"
"Yes sir." I whimpered.
"Oh and I did forget to mention we have a new toy for tonight's activities."
He pulled a leather strap out of the black bag adorned with Metallica rounded studds. I must have really upset him this time.
The first strike caught me off guard and I almost dropped my toy right then. Barely managing to croak out a one. The next on the other side was just as intense but I held strong whimpering a two. The third he went a little lower right to the crease of my ass and thighs. I managed a three while stifling a sob.
By the seventh strike my ass was throbbing and ached horribly but he strikes themselves became less intense slowly melding intonan array of sensations. My cunt was dripping and throbbing and my toy was already a third of the way out.
I kept counting toy slipping inch by inch as I got closer and closer to cumming. Finally we hit thirteen only two left but the vibrator was hanging by hardly an inch or two. His next strike caused an intense leg shaking orgasm letting it to fall. I didn't bother to count out. I knew what was coming next.
"So close baby girl. You only had two to go. What happened? You had been so good this past month now you are just doing this to spite me I suppose. Well I guess I get to make use of my new toy then to make sure you don't drop it this time."
He reached bag into the black bag pulling out a double penetration toy. The anal insertion was a plug while the vaginal portion was a very large phallus. It had a remote attached to it with a dial. He applied a small amount of lube to his fingers before rubbing my anus slowly inserting one finger and then two. Once he was satisfied I was adequately lubricated he worked the device into both of my holes.
He cranked the vibration dial up to ten immediately for a few moments before turning it back down to just more than slightly tolerable. He had always known how to push my limits.
He set the controller by my feet before walking back to the door.
"I'll be back in 15 baby girl to try again or maybe I'll be late again you never know what might come up. Be good now."
He left me hanging in the dark room with only the illumination of the digital clock to keep me company. I would never be late again by the time this night was over of that I was sure.
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I love sitting outside as the sun falls and the day gives way to gentle twighlight. Just a sports bra and shorts feeling the cool summer breeze blow my hair around to tickle at.my skin. Crickets chirping toads croaking. Soo pleasant ..... Except when the neighbors dog won't shut up lol |
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Ugh no relationships they suck people suck ..... Persistent fuckers |
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So I'm torn. I really want to write a sequel to don't forget to open the windows but I just am not sure how villainous I want to make the rapist. I really want to have him be just absolutely horrible and possibly move on to kidnapping possibly but I'm not sure. Thoughts opinion? |
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Why do only men.msg.me.in here omg where are all the women..
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Oh insomnia you cruel bitch it's 4 am and I'm up fuck.... |
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Apparently I look like Sheldon's girlfriend from BBT..... I'm gonna go cry now |
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Man one of those nights..... Ugh masturbating is great and all but damn it gets boring lol |
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Any one wanna chat? I'm bored just want friendly banter |
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OK usual warning fictional story people rape is not cool yada yada yada you know the drill. This is the sequel to don't poke the giant. So if you haven't read the first part read that first. This one ended up longer than expected with some feels in it. Still smutty though. Just felt the need to define character feelings. Hated leaving him as a villain. Enjoy! Comments constructive criticism always appreciated. |
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I stayed in my room for days after the incident with him. He had used me like a ragdoll for at least another hour before cleaning me up and sitting us both on the couch watching Netflix like nothing had happened. Even when my parents came home aside from questioning my silence they didn't notice anything odd and even invited him to stay for dinner.
I didn't know what to say to him to my parents or even to myself. I excused myself early from dinner complaining of a headache barely dodging a hug from him and went to bed. I spent the next three days feigning a cold just to avoid going to school knowing I would see him there. My perfect attendance for the senior year was shot and I was behind in schoolwork but i just couldn't help myself.
Sunday rolled around and my mother knocked on my door asking if I was going to church. I declined of course. How could I go to church after everything. How could I look my pastor in the face as he spoke to the youth groups on the importance of abstinence. I scoffed as she told me to feel better soon and that ?he? had been calling and was very worried. Of course he would call my parents. My phone had been dead for two days and i had yet to return a single text or call from him.
I didn't know how to feel about him anymore. He had been my best friend. He had protected me for years from the bullies jocks and cheerleaders. We had gone through awkward puberty together.
I would be a liar if I said I had never fantasized about him that way though. It would be an even worse lie to say deep down some part of me didn't enjoy it. The worst were the dreams though. I dreamt of him every night now. Doing things to me. Tying me down and making me cum over and over again. It was maddening. Sometimes I would wake up touching myself panties soaked only to end up masturbating to the thought of him then crying myself back to sleep. I almost called him several several times just to beg him to help me.
I heard the doorbell ring just as my parents were about to leave. I could hear.muffled voices from downstairs before my mother call to me saying someone was here with my missed school work. It took me too long to register that it could only be him. I ran to my window praying I could catch my parents before they drove off but my frantic waving was mistaken for a goodbye as she backed out the driveway.
I could hear his footsteps on the stairs and I ran to lock my bedroom door.
I hid in my bed as I heard his voice on the other side.
?Open the door. We need to talk.?
I curled into a ball under my blankets shaking willing him to just go away praying that this would all go back to the way it was.
?Ignoring me isn't going to make me go away. You know as well as I do this door won't keep me out. I would hate to have to explain to your parents why your door is broken when they get home.?
?Please go away.? I called out voice wavering.
?You know I'm not going to do that. You can try to lie to yourself but I know you have been thinking about it. About me. How many times did you have your thumb over that call button before you chickened out like usual??
?Have you been watching me?!? I exclaimed.
?I don't have to watch you to know you. Now open the door you have to the count of five.?
?One.?
I started to panic as I peeked out of the covers.
?Two?
He wouldn't really do it would he. What would he tell my parents. Oh god what would I tell them?
?Three?
?Fuck fuck fuck? I chanted when I unraveled the blankets from myself and heart thudding as my toes touched the carpet.
?Four.?
I ran to the door hands trembling and legs weak from days of staying in bed.
I felt almost remorseful when I looked up at his face. His hair was greasy and he hadn't shaved in a couple days by the looks of it. His eyes had deep bags under them and were bloodshot from lack of sleep.
?Go sit.? He ordered.
I didn't want to test his patience so I quickly went and sat at my desk fingers intertwined and gaze locked on the floor. He stood in front of me towering over me as I avoided his gaze.
?When is the last time you ate?? His voice was still stern and short. Nothing like the Teddy bear I had grown up with.
?Day before last? I mumbled.
?So you are just gonna starve yourself now?! I brought you soup. You are going to sit at that desk and eat every bite. Do you understand me?.?
?You can't make me do anything!? I protested standing up prepared to make a run for it.
He grabbed me roughly by the shoulders and sat me back down.
?You can either eat or I will tie you down and force you to.?
I still struggled against him. I couldn't help it I was scared frustrated and kinda pissed. Why would he act like he cared about me after what he did!
After a moment he managed to pull both my arms behind the chair both wrists clasped in one of his large hands and I heard the tell tale sound of his belt buckle. I felt my pussy throb at the simple clink of metal and rustle of leather on fabric as he pulled it free. Fucking Christ what's wrong with me. I started to cry as I agonized over my own conflicted emotions.
Once my hands were bound he moved me over by the edge of the bed, and took a seat before digging through his backpack and pulling out a thermos.
He unscrewed the cap and held it to my lips but I kept my mouth firmly sealed.
He sighed before he spoke.
?I'm not going to let you starve. Can we just get this over with so we can talk. I promise you will feel better after you eat.?
The look of true concern in his eyes broke my resolve as I slowly opened my mouth to sip at the soup. He reminded me of how it was before with that look. How many times had he looked at me that same way. Always looking out for me.
After the soup was gone he reached in his bag and got a small box and a bottle of water.
?Plan B?? I read curiously off the box.
?You don't want to get pregnant do you? Ruin your college chances, your future? You should have had these days ago but you wouldn't answer my calls. So once again I have to make the important decisions don't I??
He was right if I got pregnant now my planned future would be ruined. I'd always be known as the girl who got knocked up senior year by a football player?
I gratefully accepted the pills as he popped them from the foil packaging.
?Now it's time for a shower. You smell like a cheap street whore.?
He lifted me from the chair with ease hands still bound and the leather biting into the skin of my arms. Over his shoulder I went without so much as a grunt from him. I wanted to kick and scream but what would be the point. He was stronger and faster. No one would be home for the next five hours at least. As he walked through the door of my parents room headed towards the master bath I panicked and in a last ditch effort I bit him on the back. I was rewarded with a hiss of pain and a swift stinging slap on the ass.
?Knock it off. I'm already upset don't make this worse.?
Tears dotted the corners of my eyes and I could feel my ass cheek twitching as he set me down by the walk in shower. I sniffled and stared at.my feet determined to hide my tears. He reached in to turn the water on before stripping himself naked. I did my best to avoid looking at him but upon catching a glance I couldn't help but blush furiously. My heart was thudding so hard in my chest at this point it hurt and I could feel my pulse in my ears.
?I'm going to untie you so I can undress you. If you struggle or try to run I'll just cut your clothes off instead. Do you understand??
I nodded in response.
I felt him slowly removing the belt from around my arms and exhaled a sigh as I felt my shoulders relax. He pulled my clothes off slowly running his hands down my sides and ass as he removed my pajama shorts and shirt.
?Get in.?
He stepped in behind me and closed the shower door as I stepped into the warm water. First he grabbed the shampoo and started to wash my hair and then his own as i rinsed mine and then he his own. He sat down on the shower bench in front of me grabbing a loofa and soap. Pulling me to stand between his legs he started to wash me slowly working over every inch of my skin. He rubbed the tension from my shoulders as the shower rinsed me clean slowly trailing down to my back before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his lap facing him my legs straddling his own.
?Why haven't you been answering my calls??
?Why would I?? I muttered
?You just have to make this difficult don't you? You enjoyed it right??
I looked away to ashamed to even look him in the eye lest he know my answer.
?You didn't give me a choice.?
?I gave you plenty of chances to make a choice. All the times I held you took you out and oh god all the times I tried to kiss you. Always getting scared or being as dense as a brick wall. Jesus Christ. Yet despite all my spurned advanced you still kept looking at me touching me holding me. I made the choice for you because you were to scared to do it yourself.?
Had he really been trying this whole time. All those awkward moments I always thought were just my imagination were real?
?would you really rather never see me again? Put me in jail? If so why haven't you told your parents or the police??
He grasped my face in his hands forcing me to look at him.
?I need an answer.?
?Can't things just go back to the way they were?? I pleaded.
?No.?
His voice didn't waver as he stared at me unflinchingly.
Was he really giving me a choice? Would he really leave if I said I didn't want this?
?If i told you no would you really leave me alone?.?
?Forever. for today though you are still mine and i do hope to convince you that you would rather have us.?
He moved his hands down to my hips moving them to grind me against his hard erection. He slid his cock through my puffy folds grinding against my clit. It was so slick already. Was I really this turned on. I was terrified and I knew he was going to rape me again. Fighting was useless he had already proven that. Yet i was wet pussy still pulsing and it had been since the moment he had taken his belt off and tied me up. He was right. I hated him for it but a part of me loved this.
Either way it was gonna happen. I knew that. I might as well try to enjoy it right? There's nothing wrong with that. It's better than kicking screaming and possibly getting hurt. I'm just doing this for self preservation then I can ask him to leave and never look at him again.
?Do what you want you are going to anyways.? I spat at him.
He lifted my hips from his lap and i felt him prod at my entrance before shoving the head of his dick in. He continued to push me down by my hips through my struggling and whimpers until he was fully hilted.
?If you would quit acting like a cunt I would have gone easier on you but if you wanna act like a bitch I'll fuck you like one.?
He pushed me down to the floor of the shower and flipped me on my knees. Before I could even think of trying to scramble away he was inside me again. His hands were firmly planted on my hips as thrust into me.
The grout of the tile floor dug into my knees and elbows as I struggled to hold myself up. He was pulling my hips against his own so hard I knew there would be bruises from the way he clung to me trying to go as deep as he could. I panted and sobbed as he kept driving into me laying my forehead on the cool tile eyes screwed shut. I tried not to think about how long he held me there taking no mind to my discomfort before I felt the slap of his hand on my ass. He slowed his thrusting using one hand to push on my back forcing my chest and face to the floor. The other placed intermittent slaps alternating on my ass cheeks as he dragged his cock against my g spot over and over. Every time his hand met my skin i couldn't help but tense up making my pussy grab onto his cock and intensify the feelings of his motions. The way he would drag his blunted nails up and down my sides and back in-between strikes only served to further arouse me. I could feel my head buzzing and my inner muscles tightening as I came closer to my orgasm. As I neared my peak legs trembling body tight he pulled away.
I looked back staring at him in disbelief as he sat back on the shower bench. Why had he stopped i was so close. I actually whined a complaint like some porn slut as I wiggled my ass at him. He languidly stroked his cock as he looked expectantly at me.
?Why?!? My voice quivered.
?You wanna come on my cock? Prove it to me and mostly to yourself. Get over here and ride me like a good girl and I'll let you come.?
I flipped over and stared defiantly at him and instead proceeded to play with myself. ?If you wanna keep being a brat I'll just tie you up fuck you for the next few hours how I see fit and never let you come. I'll even stay for dinner to watch you squirm in front of your parents. Pussy swollen and throbbing. Dripping my cum.?
I hadn't noticed the belt sitting in the corner of the shower which he had just grasped. I slowly stood on trembling legs and scowled as I made my way to him. I straddled his lap and buried my face in his neck as I sat on his dick. I may want to fuck him but I did not want to see the smug look on his face while I did it. I felt him grasp my hands pulling them behind me and loop the belt around my wrists. Wet leather felt worse than dry it pulled at my skin as he tied my struggling hands.
?I did what you said what are you doing?? I exclaimed.
?Yeah but you are also still being a brat. I want to really see how bad you want to come. See how far you are really willing to go. Now move those hips.?
He tangled his left hand into my hair to grasp tightly at the base of my scalp providing the only leverage point i had as I tentatively rode him trying to get a rhythm. He forced my face in front of his pulling my hair tighter when ever i tried to close my eyes. His other hand trailed to my hip before landing another strike to the side of my ass.
I couldn't fight the pained moan that slipped past my lips as he worked me back up. I was getting close. So fucking close I was focusing on it and nothing else. I had wanted it so bad for days now. My fingers just weren't the same after that first time.
?Do you want to come for me baby girl??
I nodded my head furiously.
?Answer me. Tell me you want no, no beg me to come on my cock. Tell me how much you need it.?
I did my best to ignore him and just kept moving but his free hand gripped my hip thrusting himself deep inside before holding me still. I could feel the deep ache of his cock pushing on my cervix but no matter how hard I tried his iron grip didn't falter. I almost cried I was so close that time and frustrated to the point of insanity.
?Please.? I whimpered weakly wiggling my hips what little I could.
?Not good enough. You tortured me for days, ignored me, damn near broke my heart. Now you get to beg. So get begging bitch.?
I whimpered the pressure of his cock on my cervix becoming too much to bear.
?Please let me come. Please God I need it. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for not calling. Just please let me come on your cock. It's all I thought about for days. Please please please.? I cried out in exasperation.
I kept stuttering quiet pleads through my sobs but he soon started moving again guiding my hips in skilled motions driving the head of his dick against my g spot. His hand finally released my hair to trail down my side to my clit. His rough thumb rubbed circles on my clit as he continued to manipulate my hips. His face was strained in concentration as I watched him through lidded eyes. I could feel him flexing and fighting his own orgasm while he worked me back up to mine. When it finally came my whole body felt like it was vibrating my muscles were so tightly wound by this point. I gasped and muffled my screams into the nape of his neck burying my teeth into his thick skin looking for anyway to ground myself without the use of my hands. His thrusting sped back up and only a few moments he followed me filling my pussy with his cum again.
We sat in the spray of the water my head resting on his shoulder and his arms wrapped lovingly around me. He whispered softly in my ear.
?Was that so hard to admit to yourself baby girl? Didn't it feel wonderful to just give in and admit how you really feel. There is no one here to judge just you and me. Now let's take a rest then we can go again on your bed so I can let you watch in your vanity mirror.?
?Please.? Is all I could breathlessly whimper.
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Don't greet me by calling me slut white cunt bitch or any other rudeness. There is a time and a setting for behavior as such and even though I may enjoy things like that ina proper setting I only submit to those I trust respect and love. not some wanna be Dom who thinks he is tough shit because he has used a few toys on some weak minded women. Sit under a studded leather belt for an hr or more and be bruised for weeks relishing every minute of heavy painplay then come join my club. Smh grow up children. Don't try to Dom me till you know me and have earned my respect. You will get no where. |
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I know I promised a sequel today but I just discovered one if my favorite actors has passed not really in the mood to write today. Rip Adam West |
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I know I promised a sequel today but I just discovered one if my favorite actors has passed not really in the mood to write today. Rip Adam West |
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I had the weirdest dream last night. I was in a haunted swamp exploring a sealed by water cave system. When my teammates took their breathing masks off and breathed the air of the cave they became possessed and demonic. Lots of running then the rest is fuzzy. I really need to start writing this down as soon as I wake up.... I have a feeling it was a lot more messed up but I forgot. |
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Mind totally opened in new ways thank you friend for introducing me to the double slit theory and helping me better understand what I already knew. |
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Working in a sequel to.my latest story hope to have it up tonight! |
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Why would anyone send a msg saying they want to nail you up for Satan..... Is that like the newnpropoer greeting or something lmao |
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Don't poke the giant part one
This is just a fictional story and please young men do not take this story for the internal thoughts of all young ladies respect your friends. Rape is not okay. That being said enjoy!
Have you ever had that friend that you just clicked with? That person who just made your day better by telling you stupid jokes one minute the kicking your ass at video games the next. The one that brings you soup but then throws a box of tissues at you before running off accusing you of having the plague? Yeah that was this guy. The biggest scruffy teddy bear you ever met and I meant literally. He was 6 foot 3 or something close and big. Not fat but not all cut up either just stout and solid. He made me seem so small at a measly 5 foot 1. I loved being around him and always felt safe. When I was whiny enough I could even get a piggy back ride. I like to cling onto him like a koala and tried to tickle him a lot. It's just funny to tickle a giant see him in hysterics and get away with it. At least I had thought so and that's how this all started...
We were both laughing hysterically on the living room floor. I was on my back and he was straddling my hips and had my wrists pinned above my head with one of his large hands. The other was tickling me mercilessly on my sides neck underarms thighs anywhere he could reach really. ?Uncle please ahhhmyygooddd, uncle please stop!.? I begged
He finally stopped tickling me but just sat on top of me still holding me down as I caught my breath. He was staring at me like an animal that had just caught it's prey. My shirt and skirt had both ridden up leaving my abdomen exposed to my ribs just below my breasts and my skirt was so bunched up it might as well have not been there. After I caught my breath I expected him to say something but his left hand still held mine and his right was slowly dragging it's way up and down my exposed side tracing over my ribs then back down to my panty line. I started to panic as his thumb slipped just below the band.
?Ya gonna l-let me up b-big guy?? I stuttered.
He just smirked before continuing his exploration. His hand traced up to my breast and I fought a gasp as he grasped my left breast under my shirt rolling my nipple through the fabric of my bra.
?W-what..? I started to protest.
?Hush!? He barked
?You really are dense aren't you? Always the innocent one no matter how many hints I throw out there how many ?dates? I take you on. I mean come on. Always hanging on me pressing yourself against me and wrapping your legs around me. You just love to torture a guy don't you or are you really just that fucking oblivious!??
I balked at him.? What are you talking about? Why are you doing this? Why don't you just go get one of your little cheerleader fan club? I thought we were just friends??
It wasn't like I hadn't thought of him in that way I just assumed he wasn't interested. I mean who would be I was just some nerd in the chess club. The only reason he and I started hanging out was because he had needed a tutor through most of highschool and I was the best choice.
His voice was gruff and strained as he spoke. ? I don't want those whores. That's all they are sucking one cock after the next. Hell I bet they fucked every player in the team so far but you no you never let anyone but me touch you.?
I started wiggling my hips straining against his iron grip on my wrists to no avail. He was still exploring my skin becoming frustrated with my shirt before he roughly ripped my shirt open popping the buttons off. His eyes went wide at the sight of my pink bra.
?Let me up please we can talk about this. It doesn't have to be like this please.?
I pleaded with him.
?Why so you can go back to ignoring me? Playing dumb? Maybe there is another huh? That skinny little twat in your chess club? It doesn't matter. You are mine sweetheart. If I see another guy touch you I'll break his fucking hands!?
I was trembling as he brought his mouth to my chest trailing small kisses from my neck to my breast before lightly rolling my nipple between his teeth. I couldn't fight the gasp and moan that followed. That was all the incentive he needed before I found myself being shifted panties pulled off and he was moving between my legs.
My school uniform skirt was pushed up passed my crotch exposing me fully.
He pressed his hips into me grinding his slacks and very evident arousal against my sex. He leaned and buried his face to my neck placing small bites and kisses while whispering to me.
?Just let it happen baby girl. I see the way you look at me. Let me make you feel good. I don't want anyone else and soon you won't be able to think about another guy ever again.?
My heart was thumping and I was extremely light headed from all the hyperventilating. Sure i had thought about him as more than a friend. He was always so sweet and we got along great. Also he was hot for fucks sake but I wasn't ready for this I had never even kissed a guy before.
?Please I've never done this before. Please I've never even kisses anyone. not like this please.? I was fighting back tears as I pleaded with him.
?Let me be your first and last then.?
His mouth was on mine stealing kisses voraciously forcing his tongue past my lips and teeth to play with my own.
I continued to plead into his mouth through the kiss hoping to get him to come to his senses.
?No more talking. Be quiet or I'll gag you. You just never know when to stop talking do you??
He went back to kissing me and i felt the grip on my wrists weaken. I took my opportunity and quickly pulled my wrists free before attempting to back away from him.
I never stood a chance. He had his hands back on me in a second flipping me on my stomach knocking the breath from my lungs. I could hear the metal clink of his belt buckle and the rustle of fabric before he grabbed both of my arms forcing them behind me and tying them with his belt.
I started to panic and kick at him but he was just too big for it to be effective. I screamed praying a passerby would hear me. No one else would be home for hours. He quickly shoved my own panties in my mouth then pulled out his bandana tying it around my mouth keeping me from spitting my makeshift gag out. I was helpless now. I whimpered and started to cryspread flipped me back over.
?Shhh. It will be okay I promise you will love it. I promise I'm not gonna hurt you. You are my girl. My good little girl. So innocent and sweet. You don't even notice the way those nerds stare at you everyday. The other jocks I deal with all day making snide comments. Wondering how good those pretty pink lips would look around a big cock. ? he continued peppering my skin with kisses and nips before running his tongue over my clavicle while unclasping my bra. He continued to grind against me in slow harsh movements the rough fabric of his pants stimulating my clit. I was torn between quiet sobs and moans as he worked diligently on me raising my bra up over my head and behind my neck. The fabric bit into my arms uncomfortably as he continued his journey down to my breasts with his mouth. He slowly worked his way down never ceasing in his kisses and attempts to calm and excite me all at once. As much as i protested I couldn't deny it felt amazing.
I felt his hot breath and his fingers brush between my folds as he pressed his tongue against me. I gasped and my hips bucked instinctively as he ran his tongue against my wet slit and hard clit. He slowly pushed one finger inside of me working to stretch me before adding another. I had played with myself before sure but his fingers were so much longer and thicker, and his tongue was so hot flicking across my clit repeatedly I felt like I might just cum right then it felt so good. It hurt though more tears coming as he stretched me by spreading his fingers inside of me preparing me for something larger.
?God I can't wait anymore baby girl.?
He huffed before unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out. He settled between my legs once more leaning over me as he slowly pushed inside of me. I could feel him slowly stretching me and breaking my hymen. As he bottomed out I tried to close my legs only managing to press my thighs into his sides spurring him into a frenzy. He started driving into me giving me no time to adjust to the new sensation and pain of my first time. I was torn between pain and pleasure as he rode me without mercy. I struggled to breathe unleashing a slew of obscenities and phrases into my gag. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I came around his cock. He slowed just enough to let me ride my orgasm out legs shaking and body trembling. He quickly flipped me over and hiked my ass in the air knees spread before he pushed back into me. The carpet rubbed against my knees and cheek as he grabbed a handful of my hair planting his other hand in the floor above my shoulder. He used his new position and leverage to thrust into me even deeper than before. I was seeing stars barely able to process coherent thought by this point.
?God you feel so good cumming around my cock like that. Why didn't we do this sooner huh? I told you it would be good baby girl oh fuck. Do you wanna come on my cock again??
I couldn't believe what I was doing as I quickly nodded my head yes. I knew we would never be the same after this but if it was happening anyways I should at least enjoy it right? I felt so fucked up but it was so hard to think rationally as he fucked me without mercy each thrust jarring the breath from me. He untangled his hand from hair hair reaching down to my clit rubbing rough circles. He never stopped thrusting as he worked my clit roughly. My legs were shaking and I was screaming into my gag as he dripped sweat from above me his face flipping between a look of ecstasy and concentration. I came again legs shaking hips bucking and panting like a bitch in heat before he buried himself in me as deep as he could and came with a shudder. He collapsed to his elbows above me having enough mind left to keep from crushing me with his weight. He slowly rocked himself inside me for a minute as he caught his breath.
I turned my head to him doe eyed and breathless arms and sex aching. I expected him to pull out and commence the awkward talks and broken friendship but he just kept rocking into me. I was also panicking about the fact I wasn't on birth control. My eyes went wide as I tried to say you came in me behind my gag.
He untied my gag and pulled my soaked panties out finally allowing me a full breath. ?You came in me? I whimpered through hiccups and pants.
?Yes I did and we aren't done yet baby girl. We have a lot of lost time to make up for and your parents won't be home for hours. Don't worry I'll get you the morning after pill tonight.? He rolled his hips into me erection still buried in my dripping cunt before he spoke again. ?So let's get back to business again and try to be quiet I'd rather not gag you again.?
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Well apparently quite a few took a shine to my rape scene fiction so I will be working on a sequel and possibly turn it into a mini story. Stay tuned sinners! |
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Hey if you don't like my writing or have a comment constructive criticism is always appreciated but just straight up calling it garbage is rude..... Smh narcissistic jerks. Also if I have errors my apologies I am strictly on mobile here. It can be very difficult to type legibly on this site at times. |
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DONT BE LATE
Oh jeese I'm running late and my phone is dead daddy is gonna be soo mad. I forgot my car charger at home too. Ugh I know what he would say no matter the explanation. "Excuses are like assholes. Everyone has one and they all stink."
I can just imagine him sitting there with his parents waiting on me at the restaurant. I cring internally as I imagine his disappointed face. I quickly park and make my way inside to find them already seated waiting on me to order. Almost like an animal he sensed me looking and raises his eyes to meet my gaze. Oh I know that look. I rush over quickly greeting his parents muttering my apologies all the while everyone reassuring it's OK. It's not OK. Tardiness is never ok. Punctuality is just good manners and being late is disgraceful Daddy always says.
He seemed so casual as i took my seat next to him. Of course he wouldn't want his parents to know the dynamic of our relationship. My mind danced around possibilities of my punishment. I knew it was coming I expected it. I deserved it. If I had just left ten minutes earlier or not fussed over my makeup and hair so much. I must have atleast 15 hair pins holding it up. After our orders were placed he exclaimed he had seen a business partner he needed to speak with quickly. He leaned over to me in the guise of a kiss and chaste hug to whisper in my ear. "Meet me in the men's bathroom in three minutes. Do not be late this time."
My heart thrummed in anticipation as I watched him retreat. Any attempt at conversation from his parents was lost on me in that moment. I politley excused myself to the restroom and quickly made.my way to the men's restroom. Blushing profusely and heart still hammering I glanced around before heading in. It was empty. Thank goodness. I heard the door open behind me and started to panic. I quickly turned around and watched as Daddy locked the door behind him. He began to circle me as he spoke.
"Do you like making me worry baby girl? Making my parents worry? Making me look pathetic as if I don't have a good wife who knows the importance of promptness? I know you know better. Whats all this makeup and crap in your hair for anyway? You know I love you just the way you are. Who are you trying to impress?" "No one Daddy I just wanted to look nice for you." He glared at me. "I didn't tell you to speak did I? Pull those pins out of your hair. I like it down." I followed orders pulling them out. I had 10 total not as many as I thought but still a lot. " Now we need to find places for you to keep all these pins now don't we princess? Pull your tits out." I quickly followed his instructions. He slid two pins each over my nipples and placing my breasts back in my slightly padded bra. Thank God for the padding or it would have been painfully obvious. "Six more to go kitten. Lift your dress." I did as told not wanting to displease him more than I had already. He quickly kneeled pulling my panties to the side. He slowly slid two pins on each side of my outer labia. Then he put he last two on my clit. He gingerly covered my aching already wet pussy back up and I lowered my dress. "Now you are going to go back out there and sit down like nothing happened and we are.going to have dinner with my parents. Do you understand?" I nodded whimpering "yes sir".
I quickly wandered from the men's restroom passing a bewildered man on the way out. My face had to have been twice as red now. I made my way back to the table to see my in-laws waiting patiently and our food had just arrived. I sat gingerly suppressing a moan trying to keep the hair pins from moving too much. Daddy returned moments later and greeted me with a kiss and a sly brush of his fingers across my sensitive right nipple. I tried to sit as still as I could and engage in conversation through dinner as my panties slowly soaked through. I was worried I might even stain the seat at this rate. He kept slyly glancing over at me lightly nudging his knee against mine to force my legs closed and folds to brush against one another increasing my sensitivity even more. Eventually dinner was done and the check came. I was so relieved as he paid and we left the restaurant. He bid farewell to his parents and walked me silently to my car. When he reached for my door he pushed me against the car burying a thigh into my crotch elliciting a lewd moan from me. "Keep them on baby girl all the way home. We arnt done yet." He opened my door and gave me a kiss before closing it. I knew I was in for a long night as my mind raced on my drive home. End part one don't be late |
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Some one open this jar for me pretty please?..... Lol |
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Something about an outdoor session in the moonlight. The soft muted hues of gray. A cool breeze running across sweaty skin. The thrumming of your heart in your chest as he pushes your face to the dirt ass hiked in the air pussy glistening. Every time you hear a noise your heart drums faster praying your neighbors don't call the cops on you but you know they like to secretly watch the show. Getting worked over by Daddy's strong large hands making your legs quiver in anticipation waiting for the next slap. Wondering where it will land next. Whimpering for his touch begging for his cock. How much more daddy? Please Daddy I want it all. I'll do anything to have your cock in me. Beat me please remind me why I am yours let the neighbors watch I don't care as long as you are touching me. Finally a strong hand on your hip another in your hair and his phallus brushing your folds. Are you ready baby girl? For you Daddy?Always. After all it wasn't really a question was it? |
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I'm feeling especially needy today. A day of drabbles and chocolate.... |
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Have you had a bad day at work daddy? Can I do anything for you? Dinner is done would you like to eat now or later? Can I rub your back for you? Would you like a drink? I just want to make you happy daddy. I'm sorry if I'm needy but I just want to see you smile. If you want dinner can wait. I'm already on my knees after all. May I please make you happy before dinner? |
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Is it so much to want a kind caring Dom/daddy who happens to also be a sadist with a penchant for order. Someone who is truly dominant not like most of these desperate fakes. An intellectual who I can discuss multiple topics with but also wants to go out explore and be active. Someone who takes care of themselves not a fat slob looking for a hand servant. A few extra lbs is fine I like cuddly bears not a bag or bones or amorphous blob. I am not perfect but you can help me to be. I love to serve in every faucet but I need respect trust and eventual love. I want to feel devotion to you in the deepest depths of my very soul. I want my first thought in the morning and last thought at night to be making you happy and knowing it via praise or play. I crave validation from my Dom. I want to feel safe in your arms every night and comforted by a stern hand letting me know what to do everyday to earn your praise. I want to know when I'm a good girl and be punished when I mess up. I'm no housewife type I crave intellectual stimulation and will be going back to school soon but having a guiding hand there to lead me and give me the emotional support I crave would make life much more pleasant. I want you. Where are you? I've been looking. |
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*rape trigger warning* this may seem soft at first but it is a very dark fictional writing. In no way shape or form do I condone nonconsensual rape. Read with discretion
She had a few too many glasses of wine and the night air was fresh with the smell of petrichor and honey suckle. A full moon illuminated the scenery in an soft muted hue of gray. What harm could there be in leaving the window open for the night to enjoy the cool spring air. The crickets lulled our little unaware dove into a deep sleep.
Dreams are a funny thing. Memories feelings even long forgotten scents can emerge and trick you into a false reality. She was in the arms of her first love and it felt so real she questioned whether she had simply gone back in time. Every little soft caress and nip grew in intensity before she realized that the little love bites were becoming painful and once soft touches were now a bruising grip.
Now fully awake she noticed what she thought was a dream was a very real presence on top of her. The crushing weight of a large frame preventing her from moving or taking a full breath. Try as she might any scream she attempted cames as but a small whine past her lips but it was enough to make her assailant aware of her consciousness. She was quickly met with a hand on her throat and a knife to her cheek just below her left eye. His voice came out a deep growl.
"Have you ever seen blood in the moonlight dear?"
All she could do was mouth the word no.
"Stay quiet and we won't have to tonight then. If you are a good girl I'll even make sure you enjoy it."
The pressure was tentatively released from her neck and she lie as still as she could despite her trembling limbs.
He made quick work of her night gown and panties cutting them away with the very knife he had threatened her with just moments before. Natural instinct kicked in and she pulled her arms around herself to hide her shame only to be met with a quick slap to the face. Her hands were hoisted above her head and bound to the iron railing with the tatters of her gown.
Now fully exposed and helpless she stared up at this demon with tears in her eyes but the light shining at his back hid his features leaving only a a mask of shadows. Maybe if she did what he said he wouldn't kill her. She didn't know what he looked like so she couldn't ID him. She turned her head to the side and gently wept willing it to be over quick.
He sat on top of her straddling her hips to prevent her movement and gingerly placed the knife next to her head in her field of vision as a reminder to remain silent.
His hands started to roam freely across her exposed skin roughly testing the give of her delicate flesh. He pressed down on her clavical applying pressure until she grimaced squeezing her eyes shut trying to.will the pain away.
"Open your eyes." He growled.
Heart thrumming painfully in her chest she knew to obey his command. She watched as he repeated the process in her other clavicle before moving on to her breasts. Using his forefinger and thumb he roughly rolled each of her chilled pert nipples until she released a pained whimper. Once satisfied her moved to her ribs applying pressure to each one as he counted his way down. Making his way down to her hips he held them in a bruising grip applying firm pressure with both thumbs until she whimpered and squirmed giving quiet pleas for mercy.
Seemingly satisfied by her begging he moved between her legs spreading them and situating himself between them before running a finger between her slick folds. Her earlier wet dream had left her in a semi aroused state despite his rough treatment thus far.
"Getting turned on by this you little slut. Pretending you don't want it but your pussy sure seems to like it."
He wasted no time in pulling his erect cock out and diving into her. Though wet she was unprepared and it hurt so bad she couldn't stifle the whine that left her mouth. Biting her lower lip she willed herself to be quiet fighting the urge to scream and beg him to take it out. Fully hilted he laid on top of her burying his face in her neck whispering murmers of how warm and tight it was as he rocked back and forth.
Forcing herself to relax she resigned herself to her fate and did her best to unclench the walls of her aching pussy. He sat up on his knees hands firmly placed on her hips thumb digging into bone again as he began to drag his cock repeatedly against her g spot. He wasn't lying when he said he would make her enjoy it. God this was wrong he was raping her but if he kept this up she couldn't help but cum. She could see the gleam of white teeth as he watched her shake and slowly come undone. He moved his thumb to her clit rubbing quick circles pushing her off the edge into a mind numbing orgasm as she moaned lewdly.
She was still twitching and spasming as he started to thrust with rough abandon. It was too much and she was overly sensitive. She tried to close her legs only for him to push them up to her chest and over his shoulders. Wrapping one hand around her throat and a fist in her hair he kept thrusting hard and deep bottoming out with each stroke. She could feel him start to strain and twitch inside her as she struggled to breathe. The last thing she remembered as he came were sweet praises of what a beautiful good girl she was and how he would have to do this again before she passed out.
Again this is a fictional story and only that. |
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It's amazing how much I want to choke on your cock. Hands tied unable to do anything but feel that soft texture on my tongue as you fuck my face without mercy. I want to see stars as I plead for air with my eyes. Tears at the corners dripping down to mix with the saliva I can't swallow. Anytime I even think of trying to pull away a few slaps to the cheek to keep me in line. |
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Wine oh beautiful sweet wine. Get a vanilla girl drunk enough she will admit she likes to be choked.... |
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I had a dream last night. You came home early and the dishes weren't done. Obviously I had been slacking. So you drag me by my hair to the playroom and tie me up making sure I can't move an inch gag me and blindfold me. Daddy's good girl has been a brat today. You start with a good spanking making sure to leave a bruise so I remember every time I try to sit down tomorrow what happens when my work isn't done first. Your next toy is the delightful sting of the crop. You work my legs back arms breasts even the soles of my feet. I'm shaking by this point barley able to contain myself but your not done yet. Next you take your flogger to me. Need to make sure I remember the bruises for the next week after all we don't need a repeat do we? Just as I'm about to break you leave me whimpering behind my gag for Daddy's cock. Bad girls don't get that though. No they get left to simmer and ache for release. I'll do better tomorrow daddy please I beg. Then I guess we will see tomorrow then won't we baby girl. |
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Why do people feel the need to attack someone simply because they are not interested?! Desperation is not an attractive trait especially in a Dom. Smh please grow up people. |
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