Rape Stories.

Foreword: Dear Friends, please Welcome our fellow reader and now contributor Selwyn and his great rape story!  Enjoy!

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  My name is Nina.  My life is very different now, from what it once was. 

     I have just finished one "job" for the night.  Late evening, Lynnhaven Motel, on Ocean View Drive in Norfolk.  Strolling back and forth casually, until someone stops to look.  "Hi," I said.  "Want some fun?"  "Sure," he replied, a bit nervously.  He follows me to my room and gives me $60.  I go to my knees as he unzips his pants.  My lipstick smears his cock as I slide him in and out of my mouth, until he spurts onto the back of my throat.  I hold the base of his cock until my lips feel his final spasms, then squeeze out the final drops before I swallow. 

     "Have a nice weekend" I say as he leaves, letting him kiss me and smear my lipstick further. 

     This isn’t how my adult life started. 

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     A few years ago I was nineteen.  One spring night I had just finished the closing shift at my college library, where I worked as a student assistant.  Just before we closed I was looking forward to meeting some friends at a local bar.  Hoping to meet some guys, I fixed myself up a bit at the desk, brushing my hair, and carefully putting on my favorite lipstick. 

     As I headed to the nearly empty parking lot, I noticed that the only vehicle near my car was an older Ford van.  Thinking nothing more of it, I went to my car and began to fumble with keys for the door. 

     I never got that far.  Suddenly, strong hands grabbed me from behind, clamping a hand over my mouth while dragging me into the van.  It only took a few seconds, and there was no one nearby to notice.  I tried to struggle, but he was much stronger, and I froze with fear when he shoved my neck into the crook of his elbow and began to choke me.  "You’ll be dead in a few seconds if you don’t stop," a quiet voice told me.  Terrified, I forced myself to stop struggling, and the pressure on my throat let up a bit. 

     I couldn’t see his face in the dark.  "Don’t try anything, you’ll regret it" he said again, as he forced me to the floor, face down. 

     "Please don’t hurt me," I begged. 

     "That’s up to you, slut.  Do what I say and you’ll be fine.  But if you don’t cooperate. . . "

     "What are you going to do with me?"

     "Shut up, you’ll find out soon" he said. 

     I could barely breathe with his weight on my back, forcing me to the floor, as he put a pillowcase over my head.  He forced my hands together behind my back and tied them, then tied my feet and looped them together with my hands.  I was helpless. 

     "Just to be sure you keep quiet," he said as he forced a rag into my mouth through the pillowcase. 

     My heart was beating through my chest, I could hardly breathe through the rag and the pillowcase, and I felt dizzy and faint.  I think I passed out briefly once or twice.  He was taking me somewhere.

     My mind was racing through the possibilities. . . would he kill me, was this a kidnapping, or. . . ??? I began to cry, this can’t be happening, I thought.  I thought of my family and dear 12 year old sister, would I see them again?  Will they ever know what happened?

     It didn’t seem as if we had gone very far when we slowed down, made a few slow, sharp turns, then stopped.  I heard him turn off the engine. 

     Again I felt the strong hands picking my up over a shoulder, and carrying me out the back of the van.  The next thing I felt was my body hitting a bed as I he flung me down.    

     "Still quiet?" said the voice.  "Doesn’t matter now, no one can hear you anyway."

     He rolled me onto my stomach as his weight pressed me down.  Strange, I thought, as he began to untie me.  He abducted me forcefully, yet before he tied me up he cushioned the ropes with a towel.  It seems as if he doesn’t want me to show any rope burns. 

     He only untied my feet though.  Hands still tied behind me, he rolled me over, my hands digging painfully into my back. 

     "Are you going to cooperate?" he asked.  I didn’t respond.

     Suddenly I felt an intense pain as something hit my stomach.  I cried out as loudly as I could, my screams muffled by the rag in my mouth. 

     "Going to cooperate" he asked again.

     "Mmmm, huhh," I moaned, as I nodded my head repeatedly. 

     He then took the rag from my mouth and removed the pillowcase. 

     Finally I had a look at my situation.  It seemed to be an old roadside motel, the kind with individual cabins.  The wallpaper was peeling, and there was a moldy smell to the air.  The only light came from the small adjoining bathroom.

     It was hard to get a good look at him.  It was dark, and I was crying so much that my vision was blurred.  "What are you going to do?" I whimpered, though it was beginning to seem obvious.

     He didn’t reply.  Instead, I felt his lips forcefully press upon mine as he grabbed my hair, holding my head still.  I tried to scream through his kiss, but the force of his face against mine and the grip on my hair prevented much resistance.  When he pulled away all I noticed was my lipstick smeared around his mouth. 

     "Red lipstick really turns me on.  I’ve been watching you for a while.  I saw you put it on tonight, that’s when I decided to take you."

     "No, please, don’t do anything to me.  Please let me go, I’ll be quiet."  I began to cry uncontrollably. 

     "You should have felt how hard I got, watching you open your compact, pull out that lipstick, and slowly slide it around your lips.  Come to think of it, you ARE going to feel how hard I got!"

     I cried even harder.  "Nooo, please, just let me go, don’t do this. . .

     His mouth again pressed down on my lips as he roughly grabbed my breasts.  He forced my legs apart with his knees, and I felt his cock pressing against my pelvis.  God no please, don’t let this happen.

     "You need more lipstick.  Where is it?"

     I didn’t reply.

     "WHERE IS IT?"  He yelled as a painful slap struck my face.  Panicking, dreading more pain, I managed to squeak "I put it in my purse."

     When he grabbed me he had the presence of mind to take my purse also.  Rummaging through it, he found my lipstick.

     "Put it on," he ordered.

     "I can’t, my hands are tied," I protested.

     "I’ll untie you if you cooperate, understand?  Do everything I say and you won’t get hurt."

     Before I could reply another painful slap hit my face, this time on the other side.  "Yes, yes, please don’t hit me again, please don’t hurt me, I’ll do whatever you want," I managed to say, crying hysterically. 

     He rolled me over onto my stomach as his hands fumbled with the rope.  Suddenly, I again felt his elbow around my throat, beginning to squeeze.  "Remember to cooperate" he said again.  Unable to speak with the pressure on my throat, I nodded desperately.    

     He rolled me over to my back.  "Put it on!" he said, handing me my lipstick.

     My hands were shaking so badly that I could hardly open it.  I dropped the cap and fumbled to screw it out.  I couldn’t steady my hands as I slid it over my lips, smearing it onto my cheeks as I continued to cry.  "Please don’t do this" I begged. 

     "More!  Keep putting it on!"

     I kept sliding it across my lips, smearing it with my tears as I saw him take off his pants and underwear.  His cock was getting huge, throbbing up and down.

     "Good, good, you’re getting me real hard" he moaned. 

     "Please, please don’t," I continued to plead.

     The lipstick was getting thick on my lips.  I could taste that distinct lipstick flavor.  My heart was pounding through my chest as I kept putting it on, hands still shaking, crying all the time. 

     "That’s enough for now.  Lie down"

     For some reason I retracted the lipstick and replaced the cap.  I remember thinking "why should I care?" but did it anyway. 

     He forced me to my back and began grabbing, tearing at my blouse.  I couldn’t stay calm, I screamed, I struggled, but again a slap hit my face.

     "Listen slut, I don’t want to bust up your face too much, but there’s nothing you can do.  I’m gonna rape you one way or another."

     He hit me again.  Crying, pleading "please don’t, please stop hitting me," I forced myself to sit still. 

     He ripped my blouse away, tore apart my bra and exposed my breasts.  I tried to cover them with my hands, but the threat of another slap made me slowly lower my arms, still softy begging "please don’t hurt me."

     Next I felt his mouth sucking my nipple.  Involuntarily, I felt the nipple become erect, and as he went from one nipple to the other I saw my lipstick, from his mouth, smear all over my breasts.  He was rubbing his cock against my pelvis, and I gasped in horror as I felt it against my vagina through my pants. 

     I gave up hoping to stop him.  "Just get it over with" I thought.  The faster the better. 

     He sat up and ordered "more lipstick."  I fumbled with the cap, extended it, and again began to glide it around my lips, smearing it with my tears. 

     I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t help staring at his cock, throbbing up and down, as he got more and more excited watching me put on that lipstick. 

     "Take your pants off" he ordered.  But I couldn’t force myself to do it.  I wanted to get it over with, but just couldn’t move. 

     "You’d better cooperate you fucking slut" he yelled, as again a slap hit my face. 

     I cried even harder.  I dropped the lipstick.  "Bitch" he yelled.  "Pick it up, put it on!"

     But my hands shook so badly I couldn’t hold the lipstick.  I dropped it again.  "Here you stupid whore!" he snarled as he grabbed me by the hair, pulled my head back, and forced the lipstick around my mouth, over and over. 

     "NOW GET YOUR PANTS OFF!"

     I tried, but couldn’t, I was crying hysterically, and shaking so much that I couldn’t get hold of the zipper.

     Strong hands grabbed me again, tore at the zipper, ripped it open, and pulled the pants off my legs.  The next thing I felt was my panties tearing away.    

     Again I wanted to look away, but couldn’t take my eyes off of his throbbing cock. 

     I collapsed on the dirty bed, too dazed to resist or even sit up as he forced my legs apart and put his cock against my labia.  Though I wasn’t a virgin, I wasn’t too experienced with sex.  "I’m too dry, he’ll never get it in me," I thought, but it brought no comfort.  What would he do in frustration if he couldn’t get it in?

     My entire body tensed as he pushed his cock against me.  My vagina just would not spread far enough to let him enter.  "Aaahhh, no please, it hurts, please stop" I begged and pleaded. 

     To my surprise he pulled back.  "You’ve got a real tight cunt there.  Gonna be hard to get in."

     Again he forced my legs apart and put his cock against my vagina.  "Please, please stop" I whimpered in pain as he pushed against me. 

     Again he couldn’t enter me.  Fear rose in my chest as I thought of what he might do.  He was beginning to lose his erection in frustration. 

     "Get off the bed and on your knees" he ordered.  "God no, not that," I thought, but it’s better than getting beaten to death.  Anything to get this over with.

     "More lipstick bitch!"  He thrust it into my hand, and again I struggled through my shaking hands to apply it to my lips.  

     He then grabbed me by the hair with one hand as he held his cock in the other, forcing my head back and his cock between my lips.  I had never done this before, and was so disgusted I thought I might vomit.  I could taste his foul sweat and the salty bitterness of his drops of pre-cum, mingled with that distinct lipstick flavor, as he forced me to squeeze my red smeary mouth around his cock.  As he thrust in and out between my lips I felt it get bigger and harder.  "Good, good, suck it" he moaned.  I felt him stiffen more.  Maybe it’ll be over soon, though I dreaded having his cum in my mouth. 

     But he didn’t cum.  Suddenly, quickly he pulled out, yanked me up by the hair and threw me back on the bed.  Instantly he thrust my legs apart and again I felt the tip of his cock against my labia.  "God no, he’s going to try again," I thought.

     This time my wet salvia and smeared lipstick gave his cock a bit of lube.  He cruelly spread my labia with his fingers, and I felt a horrible ripping, stabbing pain as he slowly forced his cock into my dry vagina.  "Oh god this hurts!   Stop!  Please stop!" I cried, sobbing hysterically as he entered deeper and deeper.  Involuntarily I began to struggle again, but that made it hurt more, so I lay still, crying and repeating over and over "please, please stop it." 

     I don’t know how long it lasted.  It’s a series of individual memories. . . the constant stabbing thrusts into my vagina, his sweaty odor against my breasts as he bruised them with his sucking and grabbing, the pressure of his lips forced against mine as we both got smeared with my lipstick and tears.  "Please stop, please, you’re hurting me," I kept crying, more and more faintly. 

     Then he began thrusting faster and faster.  Moaning, and kissing me harder, forcing his tongue into my mouth against my clenched teeth.  The stabbing pains in my vagina got worse as he kept thrusting.  "No, noooo, stop it stop it god this hurts, please stop. . ."

     His entire body got tense and he began to shake.  He pressed his lips against mine as I felt his cock throbbing.  I became nauseated as I felt his hot cum spurting into my vagina.  "It’s finally ending" I thought, though it seemed like he’d never stop cumming. 

     Finally he collapsed, and the thrusting stopped.  Kissing me one final time, he withdrew, and I felt a final pain as he pulled his cock out of me.  I felt his cum dripping out of my vagina onto the bed.

     "You’re a good little fuck" he said. 

     I don’t remember how long I lay there.  He stayed, just looking at me.  Then he went to the sink to wash up

     Finally I sat up, and saw myself in the mirror.  I was a horror of smeared lipstick.  Surprisingly, I wasn’t very badly bruised from his slaps.  Apparently he knew to do it just enough to hurt but not leave many marks. 

     "Get in there and clean up" he ordered.  For once something I wanted to do. 

     "Will you please let me go now?" I pleaded while washing. 

     "No, you little slut, we’re just beginning.  That’s just your breaking-in.  You’re gonna be my little whore.  You’re gonna turn tricks for me."

     A stab of despair hit me like a fist.  I wasn’t over yet. 

     "You can’t make me do that!"

     "It’s your choice.  Either you do it, or I’ll rape your sister."

     More horror flooded through me.  Did he know about my sister, or was he making it up?

     This last hope faded as he went on.  "You live on 23d Street, your sister’s name is Karen, she has dark hair like you, and the same sexy full lips.  I’d love to see her put on red lipstick and suck me."

     My despair deepened.  I had no choice. 

     He made me stay in that room for three days.  Occasionally he left, but tied me tight and gagged me first, and always returned within half an hour.  He fed me fast-food take-out. 

     In a few days my light bruises healed, and he made me wash repeatedly.  Little evidence remained of his crime.

     Finally, one evening he said "It’s time to go.  Got a truck stop to work." 

     He threw some clothes at me, a knee-length skirt and a tight blouse, not too slutty surprisingly, but enough to show off my breasts.  I felt deeply humiliated at the thought of parading around a truck stop dressed like this.  He made me get dressed, then ordered me to put on make-up.

     "But I don’t have any," I pleaded desperately.  My lipstick was nearly destroyed from his horrific rape.  I feared what he might do to my sister if he didn’t get his way.

     "Here.  I got it for you."  He handed me a plastic drugstore bag with make-up, eyeliner, shadow, nail polish, and of course, deep red lipstick. 

     "Revlon, Cherries in the Snow," he said.  What kind of man knows this much about make-up?

     I began to cry again.  But I had to protect my sister.  Slowly, full of fear but with steadier hands, I applied the face powder, did my eyeliner and shadow, and my nails.  It was a deep red like the lipstick.

     I dreaded the next step, remembering how aroused he got with lipstick.  He saw my hesitation and made a move to hit me again. 

     "No, no please, I’ll do it" I begged.  Slowly, deliberately, I removed the cap, and extended the lipstick.  Opening my mouth, I carefully glided it around my lips.

     "More, more, keep putting it on," I heard, fear welling up in my gut at the thought of being raped again. I saw his cock starting to bulge under his pants. 

     "Now the gloss" he said, tossing a clear lipgloss at me.  Again, slowly and deliberately, I applied the sticky gloss to the deep red lipstick, giving them a high shine. 

     Reluctantly I looked at myself.  While my clothes weren’t too slutty looking, my face looked like a real whore’s.  It looked like my deep shiny red lips simply begged for a cock between them.

     He pushed me into his van and we headed out to a nearby truck stop.  My mind was numb.  Somehow I took one of his cigarettes, even though I had never smoked.  Wasn’t really thinking about anything as I tried it, seemed almost perfectly natural. 

     Soon we arrived.  "Here we go.  You’ll know what to do.  I’ll be watching, and remember, little Karen will get raped worse than you if you don’t cooperate.  Think I might try it up her little asshole."

     "No, please, I’ll do what you want."  Filled with fear, I strolled out into the lot, feeling very conspicuous.  I saw him watching me from a dark corner.

     It didn’t take long to get noticed.  A large, burly trucker approached me.  I wanted desperately to run but knew I wouldn’t get far. 

     "Hi" I said, trembling.

     "Want to spend some time with me?" he said. 

     "Sure."  I followed him to his truck.  He actually seemed kind as he helped me into the little room behind the cab.  I was shaking so bad I could barely make it. 

     "Here" he said, thrusting $50 into my hand.  He pushed me to my knees, dropped his pants, and stood there waiting for me to start.

     This was one of the hardest things I have ever done.  When I was raped I was bereft of any will, whenever I hesitated I was forced.  Now, I have to do it voluntarily.  Suppressing my nausea and disgust, I took his cock in my hand and squeezed my lips around it.  I slid it into my mouth, feeling it grow bigger and harder with each thrust.  As with the rape, I tasted the lipstick as it smeared all over his cock and my face. 

     It didn’t take long.  Moaning more and more, his body stiffened, and I felt his cock begin to throb between my lips as he held my head so I couldn’t pull back.  His hot salty bitter cum spurted to the back of my throat. 

     "Swallow it babe" he said as he squeezed out the last drops.  I forced myself to gulp it down, suppressing the urge to vomit.

     "Better fix yourself up before you go, don’t want to look too obvious, you little cocksucker" he said.  Looking in a mirror, I saw lipstick smeared around my mouth.  Wiping it off with tissue, I numbly took out my lipstick and re-applied. 

     We did this for a few days. . . going to the truck stop at night, returning to the seedy motel, back out at night.  Most guys just wanted oral, but occasionally they fucked me.  My captor took all of the money, and when I didn’t make enough he’d rape me again. 

     One day there just wasn’t anyone to pick me up.  I strolled around the truck stop lot, and nothing.  When I came back with no money, he didn’t show much anger, but said it was time for a change. 

     I had no idea what this meant.  When we returned to the motel he made me put on more lipstick and told me to go to my knees.  By now this was a familiar ritual.  I had given enough blowjobs that I no longer gagged, and thought I could finish it quickly and be done.  His cock shined red with my lipstick and saliva as my lips glided up and down it.

     Just when he was at his hardest, he pulled me up and ordered me to take off my skirt.  I complied meekly, by now I had been raped and fucked enough that I didn’t bother to struggle.  I lay on my back expecting the usual ramming into my vagina.  But this time he did something different.  He had a jar of Vaseline that he was wiping onto his cock.  Good, I thought, he wants it easier this time.  But I was wrong.  Suddenly he grabbed my leg and shoulder and rolled me over on my stomach.  I then knew exactly what he wanted. 

     The terror of the first rape returned.  Crying, sobbing, pleading, I begged him not to, I promised the best blowjobs ever, but no mercy.  He forcibly spread my buttocks and placed the tip of his cock against my anus.  "This is for not trying" he said, as he shoved his cock in my asshole. 

     I screamed, I sobbed, I pleaded, but it continued.  Again and again his cock rammed into me, the pain worse than the first rape.  "Nooo, please, stop, you’re killing me" I cried, but it only seemed to excite him more. 

     Again I don’t remember how long it lasted.  Finally I felt his entire body stiffen, felt his cock surging in my anus as his cum spurted into me.  "Don’t make me do this again," he warned as he withdrew.

     I now felt totally defeated.  Raped and sodomized, forced into prostitution, I had nothing left.  I didn’t care what happened next.

     We spent the next few weeks driving through the Midwest to the east, finally arriving in Norfolk.  I turned tricks at rest areas and truck stops along the way. 

     When we arrived in Norfolk he got a room at another seedy motel in what was essentially the red-light district.  Sailors from the nearby navy base cruised through every night looking for hookers.  I was back to work.

     One day my captor simply disappeared.  During one trick he must have taken off, leaving me in the seedy motel.

     With nothing left to do, having lost my former life, I continued on as a whore.  I didn’t care about anything any more. 

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     I had just finished a "job," and bid my client a phony goodbye, letting him kiss my smeary lipsticked mouth.  I looked in the mirror, wondering who this person had been before she was abducted, beaten, raped, sodomized, and prostituted. 

     I brushed my hair, put on a little powder, then slowly applied a deep red lipstick.  I exited the room, lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply, and strolled down to the street to await another "job."

Author of this great rape story is Selwyn.

by Master of female slaves

Enrique ruled his household with an iron fist. Though only 17, he asserted his position as man (and MASTER!) of the family shortly after his father’s death. It had only been a few days after the funeral when, one morning, his mother, an attractive 35 year old woman named Maria, had attempted to berate him for not making his bed or cleaning his room. The boy flew into a rage! When his father had been alive he would always enforce his wife’s authority but he was gone now and no mere female was going to give him orders! He grabbed his mother, punched her in the face, then gave her a savage beating.

"From now on I call the shots in this house, you understand that?" he railed at his mother when he had finished hitting her

From her curled up fetal position on the kitchen floor, the battered, sobbing woman nodded. Enrique kicked her in the ass and shouted, "Show me some respect! Answer out loud!"

"Y-yes," his mother replied. "I understand."

Her son kicked her again, "Yes, SIR!"

"Yes Sir!" she hurriedly repeated. "Anything Sir! Just PLEASE stop hurting me!"

"What is happening here?" came the voice of his 18 year old sister, Josephina, who had just walked into the room. She immediately went to her stricken mother and crouched down beside her.

"It’s simple," her brother told her. "I’m claiming my rightful position as head of the family and, from now on, you two bitches will do whatever I say."

"Are you crazy?" his sister asked. "You can go to hell!"

That enraged him and, before she knew what was happening, her brother savagely backhanded Josephina, sending her sprawling on the floor. Then he shoved her down onto her back, straddled her, and began pounding her face demanding, "Tell me you will obey my every word and call me Sir!"

"Fuck you, you bastard!" she shouted as she tried to claw at his face with her nails. However, ‘little’ brother though he might be, he was still a male and much stronger than she and, with relative ease, he pinned her wrists to the floor above her head with one hand while he continued to pummel her face with the other.

"Say it, slut!" he demanded as he continued beating his sister. "Say you will obey my every word and call me Sir!"

"Enrique!" his mother entreated still lying on the floor, "For the sake of the virgin, she is your SISTER!"

"What were you told to call me?" Enrique answered without bothering to look at his mother.

"Sir," she quickly said. "Please stop hitting her Sir!"

"When she does as she was told," he replied as he slapped the helpless girl again then drew back to backhand her opposite cheek.

"W-wait!" Josephina blurted out. "Please wait!"

Enrique paused but still held his hand up threateningly. "Yes?" he asked.

"I — I will obey your every word," Josephina murmured. "Sir!"

Enrique got up off his sister and, gloating, said, "I’m going out for awhile. Don’t know when I’ll be back. Tonight I will be taking over the master bedroom where Papa slept. Mama, you’ll move into my room. I expect everything moved and my dinner waiting when I get back. Both you cunts understand that?"

"Yes Sir," his mother replied.

"Yes Sir," parroted his sister.

From that moment on, Enrique was the absolute master of his household. Neither mother nor sister ever dared do anything which would earn them the sort of punishment they had received that morning and they couldn’t go to an outsider for help. For one thing, Enrique was heavily involved with a street gang and they feared reprisals if he were arrested as a result of their going to the police. More than that, however, their close nit Hispanic culture frowned heavily upon taking family problems outside the family. They kept quiet, then, and did whatever they were told.

One evening, as Josephina was doing homework in her room, Enrique walked in unannounced as he routinely did to her and her mother. The girl quickly got off the bed and stood up. She knew that not to stand when he entered the room could be construed by him as an act of disrespect and an excuse to punish her.

"Would you like me to do something for you Sir?" she asked humbly, her head bowed.

"Yeah," he replied. "Get naked."

Josephina just stared at her brother in shock.

WHAP! Enrique slapped her so hard she was thrown against a wall. Downstairs, Maria heard the thud and knew that her son was punishing her daughter for something but also knew there was nothing she could do about it.

Enrique grabbed Josephina by the hair and wrenched back her head, "You deaf or something? Get your clothes off! Or would you like me to tear them off?"

"N-no Sir!" the girl stammered. "I’ll do it Sir! I’m sorry Sir!"

Enrique let go of her and stood there watching her expectantly. With trembling fingers his helpless sister began unbuttoning her blouse then slipped it off. Next, she unzipped her skirt (her brother forbade either her or their mother to wear pants, shorts, etc. He thought females unworthy of wearing traditionally male garments.) and removed it. Then she took off her half slip leaving her clad only in her bra and panties. She hesitated at this point and begged, "Please Sir! Please don’t make me —-!"

"Shut up," her brother commanded. "And get on with it."

Beginning to sob, she unhooked her bra and slipped off.

"You’ve got some nice tits, Sis," Enrique remarked as he gazed at her enormous mounds with their dark brown nipples. "I’ve wanted to get my hands on them for a long while." Reaching out, he took hold of both nipples and began playing with them. His sister grimaced inwardly but knew better than to protest or try to pull away. "Get the panties off," Enrique commanded. Josephina obeyed and stood before her younger brother completely exposed and vulnerable. The boy reached down and placed a hand on her most feminine area causing her to shudder. "Cute little bush. How often do you stick your fingers up it?" The girl was too embarrassed to answer.

SMACK! She was slapped again and Enrique shouted, "I asked you a question, bitch!"

"A-about twice a w-week Sir," Josephina replied.

"Get down on your knees," Enrique commanded. "Then take out my cock and start sucking."

The girl knelt in front of her brother and obediently unzipped his pants and took out his erect organ. The thought of taking him into her mouth revolted her but she thought that perhaps if she could get him off that way maybe he wouldn’t make her do worse. Therefore she took him completely into her mouth and began diligently licking and sucking while she played with his balls with her hands.

"You’re not a half bad little cock sucker," Enrique told his sister. "I’m going to have to wrap your lips around my cock more often." He let her worship him orally awhile longer then, dashing her hopes of an oral raping only, he grabbed a fistful of her long black hair and pulled her face off him commanding, "Get on the bed and spread your legs. With a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, Josephina obeyed. Enrique wasted no time in shedding his own clothing and climbing between his sister’s splayed thighs. "Bet you never thought it would be your brother who would get your cherry," he remarked with a grin. Then he descended upon her pressing her down into the mattress with the weight of his muscular body. The head of his dick touched the entrance to her cunt as his mouth mashed down upon hers. Dutifully she parted her lips and admitted his invading tongue. She tasted the beers he had recently been drinking and his foul breath made her want to retch. He raped her mouth for a few minutes longer then moved to her breasts sucking, licking, and chewing on her nipples. Finally, with a shove, he forced himself inside her all the way to the hilt.

Suddenly, after only a couple of thrusts, Enrique stopped and looked down at his sister first in surprise then anger. Then he slapped her hard across the mouth and growled, "You fucking whore! You’re not a virgin! You goddamn slut! Who the fuck did you do it with? How many guys have you had between your legs?"

"P-please Sir!" Josephina began. "It was only once, I swear it and —-!"

SMACK! He slapped her again and spat in her face. When she reached up to wipe away the spittle, Enrique slapped her hand away telling her, "Leave it there, whore!" He grabbed her breasts and began punishing them unmercifully as he resumed his pounding of her cunt with increased brutality. "You want to be a whore? OK, I’ll fuck you like one!"

Enrique did not lay a gentle hand in his sister as he raped her. He pounded and battered her pussy as he squeezed, twisted, and bit her breasts. Whenever the girl cried out or even groaned too loudly she was slapped or punched and he continuously made her admit that she was a "whore" and a "cunt" and a "bitch". He kept asking her how many guys she had had between her legs and punished her any time she tried to insist that it had only been one boy and only once. Finally, in order to get him to stop hurting her, she was forced to falsely admit to having gotten on her back and opening her legs for every guy in school. The more he debased and degraded her the more aroused he became until, finally, he exploded, pumping his hot cum deep inside her.

Enrique lay there atop his sister for a moment then got up and redonned his pants. Then he commanded, "Get your ass up."

Slowly, PAINFULLY, Josephina struggled to her feet and stood before the brother who had just raped her on quivering legs. Enrique grabbed her by the arm and shoved her out the door. Then, still holding her in his grip, he half dragged, half pushed her down the stairs.

As soon as Maria saw her naked daughter, covered with bruises, cum oozing out of her cunt and running down her leg, her face covered with a shattered expression, she knew what had just happened.

"Mother of God!" she exclaimed and started to go to Josephina whom Enrique had thrown onto the couch.

"Stay away from her!" the boy snapped. Instantly Maria froze in her tracks. She had been well taught that her son was not to be disobeyed. "She doesn’t deserve your sympathy," he went on. "The little whore has already been fucked. She’s been opening her legs to anyone with a cock!"

"No Sir," his mother insisted. "That cannot be. Even if there was one, your sister would never —-!"

"You back talking me, bitch?" he asked ominously. "You know what happens when you talk back to me!"

"N-no Sir," his mother stammered. "You know I would never do that. It is only that —."

"Shut up," Enrique commanded. "Go get me a beer."

Obediently Maria did as she was told. After she handed the beer to him Maria asked if she could go to Josephina but he refused to let her.

"S-Sir," Josephina murmured. "M-may I put on some clothes or at least cover myself with a sheet or something?"

"Fuck no," her brother replied. "Whores don’t need to be covered up." The girl buried her face in her hands and continued to sob as her mother looked on helplessly.

Enrique was feeling a tremendous power rush. He had just raped his sister and knew that he could do so as often as he wished. Her tits, cunt, and ass were his to use any time and in any way he wished. There was no better feeling in the world for a male than realizing that he very literally OWNED a bitch!

Then another thought occurred to him. He didn’t just own one bitch, he owned two! He looked at his mother and realized (as his cock began to grow again) that, despite her age, she was a hot looking bitch with a nice figure and tits almost as big as her daughter’s. Wordlessly he stood up and she did the same. Like Josephina, she knew better than to remain seated while he was standing. Enrique snapped his fingers and began heading up the stairs. Silently, his mother followed him, not dreaming what her son had in mind for her.

Once in his room, Enrique closed the door behind him and told his mother, "Strip."

"What?" she asked in shock.

WHIP! He slapped her and shouted, "Are you as deaf as my dumb ass sister? Get your fucking clothes off!"

"But Sir!" she protested. "I am your MOTHER! It is sinful!"

He stepped forward and grabbed the front of her dress and, before she knew what was happening, ripped it open. Then he hit her again sending her sprawling on the bed and pounced on top of her. She tried to struggle telling him, "Beat me if you will, KILL me, but I will not submit to this sin against God!"

Roughly, Enrique grabbed his mother’s wrists and forced them beneath her behind her back, pinning them there with the weight of both their bodies. "Don’t act so high and mighty," her son told her. "I’ll bet you are as much a whore as Josephina. I’ll bet you were putting out behind Papa’s back the whole time you were married!"

"No!" she protested. "I never —- !"

But he stifled her protests by mashing his mouth down upon hers. She tried to keep her mouth tightly shut but he clenched both sides of her jaw and applied pressure until pain forced his mother’s mouth open. His tongue then entered and had its way. Maria continued to try to struggle but Enrique just laughed at her wriggling and squirming beneath him as he ripped off her bra and began mauling her breasts with his hands and mouth. "Damn, Mama!" he exclaimed. "For an old bitch, you’ve got one great set of knockers!" His mother turned her face aside in shame. Enrique’s hand moved down and hiked up her torn dress. Then he seized her panties and tore them from her. As a last line of defence, Maria tried to keep her legs tightly clenched together but her son was much too strong. Shoving a knee between her own he easily pried her legs apart and got between them.

"Please, my so —- SIR!" Maria pleaded. "Please do not do this terrible thing! I BEG of you!"

Enrique unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Then he said, "I’m going to free your hands. I want you to use them to play with my cock."

"NEVER!" she whispered.

"Suit yourself," he remarked. "I’m going to get what I want anyway. You can’t stop me."

"No," she admitted. "But you cannot force me to help you!"

"Oh I think I can," he replied smugly. "Unless you want me to start beating on Josephina again when I’m finished!"

The threat to her daughter had the desired effect upon Maria. With a great sigh of defeat she ceased her resistance and quietly said, "A-all right Sir, I will do as you wish."

"That’s better," the boy remarked as he raised up a bit permitting her to bring her hands from beneath her. "Get to work," he told her. With tears beginning to trickle from her eyes, Maria began stroking and fondling her son’s organ. "That’s it, Mama, get it good and hard. Work on it like you used to Papa’s and all those other cocks. —– Yeah, that’s it, milk that hungry snake! —– Now put it in." With a feeling of deep revulsion, Maria obediently slid her son’s hard organ into her open cunt. She was dry and his thrusts hurt and chafed her but he cared no more about that then he had about the pain he had caused his sister. As her son roughly fucked her, Maria just lay there passively, her small body being jarred with each thrust. He squeezed and chewed on her breasts until they were raw, breasts at which he had suckled as a babe, just as the cunt he was so brutally assaulting was the same one from which he had entered the world.

Finally Enrique emptied his load deep within his mother’s body and got up. After zipping his pants he snapped his fingers and she obediently got to her feet. With trembling fingers she tried to close the torn remnants of the dress over her nakedness but her son wouldn’t even allow her this small dignity. "Lose it," he commanded. Obediently, she slid it off and let it fall to the floor. Then she followed her son back downstairs. "I’m hungry," he said to her. "Go start my dinner." Wordlessly she went to the kitchen to obey. To Josephina, Enrique said, "My cock is all full of cum and other crap. Get over here and lick it clean." Without saying anything his naked sister came over and knelt in front of him. Then, taking out the organ which had just so brutally attacked both her and their mother, she began licking it clean. Enrique smiled. God but life was good!

by BlackMass

"Mandy, time to get up!"
"Yes Mom.." The young girl was lounging in her bed, the sun was shining in her eyes. She got up and grabbed her clothes.
Mandy was 15 years old now. But she was looking younger, maybe because of the braces she still had to wear. She was a conspicuous slender girl, quite petite and dainty. She somehow seemed fragile. But she had such a cute face, so fresh and innocent with red cheeks.
Mandy was very shy. Most girls in her class yet had sex or at least a boyfriend. But Mandy never even kissed a boy. But she was longing for it so much. She felt in love with a boy one grade upon her but she didn’t dare to speak to him. Sometimes the young girl appeared like a shy fawn, because she really had big innocent fawn eyes, a small delicate nose and thin lips surrounding a small mouth. She rather looked a little bit pale. Her long blonde hair was bound together to two pigtails on each site with blue ribbons. Those pigtails reached up to her breasts. Her breasts weren’t existing almost. She was far beyond the development of other girls at her age. Just one year ago she had her first menstruation, she just stood at the beginning of her puberty.
When she was wearing tight closes you could see two small knolls at her chest. The other girls from her class were mocking about her because of that very often, all besides Emily, her best girlfriend.
Comparing to her small body size she seemed to have legs that were endless long, and she liked to show them off. That’s why Mandy liked to wear shorts and miniskirts.

That certain day was a hot summer day. Mandy was sitting on her bed and wore a plain white t-shirt and her panties. She wore panties normally known from very young children, a pink panty with patterns of small yellow ducks and brown bears upon it. In her room there were lots of posters of pop bands and boy groups, a lot of photos sticking on the wall with herself and her parents upon them, and a huge photograph showing herself and Emily riding a horse. Around her bed were put lots of teddys and other animals, she knew every name she gave them.
Mandy put on her short white ankle socks and undressed her t-shirt. She put on her bra and a top above that, also in plain white. She got into her black miniskirt and put on a dark blue blouse with flower patterns upon it over her top without buttoning it. Now she looked like a typical young schoolgirl, simply innocent.
After getting into her high black boots, she put on her wrist-watch and a small necklace and ran down to the kitchen.
"Hy Mom and Dad!"
"Good morning, my little sunshine!"
Her parents loved her very much and sometimes treated her like a child, because Mandy was their only child. They had breakfast together and Mandy was curling at her hair as if being bored.
"What’s up child?" her mother asked.
Mandy was hesitating to answer and became red in the face.
"Dad, can..can you drive me to school today? There used to be some men the last days, they were shouting dirty words at me. They scared me so much.."
"What men? And what did they scream at you?"
Her father seemed to be quite angry about that.
"I don’t wanna talk about that, please Daddy!"
She was looking sadly to the ground.
"Of course I’ll drive you to school today", her father said," and next time for always."
Mandy was very happy about that. she loved her Daddy very much. She didn’t understand why those men were saying such awful things to her. Her parents were very religious and Mandy didn’t know much about sexuality, neither from school nor from her girlfriend Emily.
So now they were sitting in the car and her Dad drove her to school. They were living in a very small town, and there was only one school. It was separated into a boys school some streets further and this girls school with four classes.
"You got your braces in Mandy?"
"Yes Dad." she said. She hated them.
"Hey Mandy, these building workers over there- are these the men who were molesting you?"
"No Dad, it were only two, and they also made photos from me- but all from a distance."
"That’s bad enough! But I’ll care for you my little sunshine, you know that don’t you?"
Now they arrived at school. Her father was giving her a kiss and Mandy took her books and went to the schoolyard. She had no friends besides Emily. The others were laughing about her, because she was so low developed or simply ignored her. She stood there like a shy fawn in the forest.

And then Emily came running towards her.
Emily was rather the opposite of Mandy. She also wasn’t that tall but had more weight. You couldn’t call her fat, no, but she was well-proportionate. She was a happy clever girl with long brunette hair, a big mouth with soft lips and still had some baby fat on her cheeks. Her breasts were a man’s dream, huge, round, juicy and inviting. She was wearing a tight red top and a wide miniskirt, red with flower patterns upon it. Emily had a broad pelvis and wonderful legs, also with a bit of baby fat. Her ass was the same round and a dream to every man. She also was 15, like Mandy, but she was looking older. Somehow these two girlfriends were a strange pair, everyone would think Emily was 3 or 4 years older than Mandy.
When Emily was running towards Mandy to embrace her, her huge juicy tits were bouncing up and down. She never wore a bra, especially not on a hot summer day like this day.
Emily had a boyfriend until some weeks ago, but they were just doing petting. Many boys in her neighborhood found her attractive and wanted something from her, but she thought they were all too young and childish. She was like a bigger sister for Mandy, because she yet had made some more experiences than her.
The two girls were embracing each other and went to their classrooms.
"Mandy do you think today we have Mr. Jones again?"
"Oh please no, you know I hate maths!"
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At the same time some streets further:
"Hey look at that bitch what do you think?" Brian asked.
"No I’m more into blond" Jerome answered.
They were sitting in a filthy living-room and were watching porno videos. Jerome s playing with his balls.
"What about popping a cherry again, Jerome? What do you think?"
Jerome was a huge black man with a body full of muscles and looked quite brutal. Scars were straining his face.
"We still have these photos from those very small bitches. Can you remember this blonde petite girl?"
Jerome stopped playing at his balls and gave Brian a severe look.
"That would be exactly the right thing for my 6-pound-cock!"
Brian, a white man with a well-trained body, was grinning evilly and suggested:
"Let’s get something to eat first-our balls need some more protein in them!Haha!It has to be worth it! And then we`ll make a visit to the girls school…"
The two guys were laughing dirty and began searching for food in their fridgie.
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Mandy had difficulties to listen to Mr.Jones. She had no interest in all that. She was thinking of her little pony she would see again next vacation at her Grandma’s farm, and that this evening she would sit with Emily on her bed and they`d watch TV, eat chips and talk about boy bands.
Emily noticed that Mr. Jones was watching her breasts from the front of the classroom and that he stared at her naked legs under her table. Nothing unusual, every man would do that).
"He is so disgusting", she was whispering to Mandy. Mandy was drawing little horsies and pink hearts into her books. How should she address the boy from the other school she liked so much, she thought.
Emily wanted to tease her best girlfriend a bit and was hitting on her drawings with her ruler. Mandy was nudging her a little bit with a smile on her face.
"Hey Mandy, are you in love?" Emily whispered, also smiling.
"Oh don’t tell anyone please, I’ll explain it to you later, after the lesson!", Mandy explained.
She had said this a bit too loud that Mr. Jones was turning around to the two girls.
"Hey you two! A little more attention please! And after the lesson y you come to my office!"
Mandy was silent suddenly, and Emily thought: what a bad asshole he is!
As Emily paid more attention to Mr. Jones she noticed a huge lump in her teacher’s pants.

After the lesson Mr. Jones was leading the two girls to his office, he grabbed their waists while doing that. When they came in he gave Emily a fat bump on her ass that she was stumbling almost into the office. to both girls surprise he locked the door.
"So, you’ve disturbed my lesson. Why did you do that mmh?"
Mandy became red and looked to the ground. Emily said cheeky:
"But it’s so boring at your lesson!"
Mr. Jones was stepping forward, looking into her face and-SMACK!- gave her a fat slap in the face. Her cheeks were burning like fire.
"Now you’ll be punished for your impudence’s, little bitch! And by the way what do you think about turning me on so much when you wear these short clothes? Turn around immediately! No contradiction!"
He fetched a long cane from a corner of the room and pointed to the desk.
"Turn around and bend over little slut!"
Emily was afraid of other slaps and turned around.
"Now let us see what our little schoolgirl is wearing underneath her clothes.."
He was stroking her skirt and down to her thighs, then up again and was lifting her skirt to her waist.
"Bend over! Now! and from now on it`s YES SIR! Understand?"
"No..why.." SMACK!
He was spanking her with the cane.
Emily was squeaking with a high voice.
"Yes..yes sir!"
"That`s right! And now bend over the desk!"
Emily did as she was told. Mandy stood next to the desk, shivering and her eyes wide open from shock. How could Mr.Jones do such bad things to them? He was their teacher.
Mr.Jones was stroking Emilys white cotton panties and let his hand go a bit deeper. He felt the shape of her virgin labias and was rubbing on them. He thought about how it would be violating her little girl`s pussy and fuck her hard in doggy style. But everything in its right time, he thought.
Without saying a word he spanked her with his open hand onto her soft ass meat. He had put the can aside now. Emily was crying. And he was spanking her again, this time even harder.
"Please Sir…"
Now he spanked her much harder.
"Please..stop!"
"does it hurt you bitch? That`s what you deserve now!"
Mandy was crying silently, watching the scene from behind them.
"When I finished with this little bitch I will get up to you my dear child.."
Mr.Jones slowly pulled Emilys panties down, and as he saw her naked ass cheeks he kneeled down and was licking and slobbering on her juvenile ass. And then he went down a bit deeper with his fingers, between her legs, and was stroking her virgin cunt.
"Please Sir! Not there..please!"
He was working with 2 fingers between her labias and entered her vagina until he noticed her hymen.
"I don`t believe it!" he was laughing,"you dress up like a whore and never had a dick…I`ll teach you!!!"
And Mr.Jones suddenly became very angry and red in his face, he was spanking her brutally.
"You need to be spanked!spanked!spanked!!"
Emily was coughing and was screaming with every slap she received. She cried very bitter.
"Please..please stop it Sir!"
Mr.Jones had a huge erection visible through his pants and seemed to enjoy the begging screams of the young girl.
Suddenly Mandy screamed angrily "Leave her alone!" in a whimpering voice. Mr.Jones took his hands off from Emily who was pulling up her panties again and ran to the other corner of the room.
"What did you just say my child?"
Mandy was crying.
"I mean…what plans do you have with us else?"
"SIR!IT`S SIR!YOU CALL ME SIR!I`LL TEACH YOU A LESSON NOW!!"
Mr.Jones behaved like a mad gone animal. he was grunting heavily and took something from his drawer that looked metallic. The girls couldn`t recognize it so fast. He was running around the desk to catch Mandy who of course was also running away from him. But he just needed some seconds to get her, pulled her tender arms on her back and -clack!clack!- handcuffed her!
The situation was strange…Mr.Jones held a crying baby called Mandy with handcuffs on her back while Emily was beating the teacher with her feet. Mr.Jones was pushing her to the ground with a hit, turned her on her belly and also handcuffed her, although she was struggling against it desperately. Then he locked her in the huge wardrobe on the right side of the room where huge maps and books were kept. Now he was turning around to Mandy who was sitting on the floor, trembling of fear.
"Wh..what will you do to me now Sir?"
Mandy had such fear. Never before anyone has ever been so mean to her.
He gave no answer to her, sat her on the desk chair and took a thick rope to bind her to the chair.
"You little cheeky brat will not so quickly affront a man like Mr.Jones again! I`m gonna stuff your pert mouth now!"
Mandy was in panic as Mr.jones undressed his pants quickly and she saw a huge pumping cock. Never before she had seen anything like that, not even at her father.
She cried awfully. She thought at least that he meant something like a gag when he was talking of "stuffing her mouth", but as Mr.Jones was placing the chair in a way that he stood right before her head she knew what he meant.
"You will now kiss him and lick him off, understand?"
She was turning her head aside full of disgust.-SMACK!-
Mr.Jones slapped on her tender cheeks. Never before anyone has beaten her. She whimpered terrible.
"Do it now, child!"
Mandy could smell his cock. It was disgusting, she thought. Such a thing was used to pee you can`t lick it off! NEVER BEFORE SHE HAS HEARD OF THAT!
But she was frightened of further slaps in her face. So she put out her little tongue and touched the top of his cock carefully. She made small circles with her tongue as tears were flowing down across her cheeks.
She had to think of the sweet boy she admired so much. He never would have been so mean to her.
"Suck it off!Faster!!"
He grabbed her pigtail and her neck and pulled her head forward to let her sweet tongue drive over his whole cock. Now she was doing it by herself. She was licking all sides of his cock tenderly and couldn`t understand why Mr.Jones was enjoying it all. Was it such a good feeling for him? He was moaning…have I done anything wrong again, the little girl thought.
"Now take it in your mouth!"
"What? In..my..nooooooo!!" Her eyes were widened in horror.
"WILL YOU LISTEN TO MY ORDER?" He took her head with both hands and pressed it tight against his balls. His cock was placed in her hair. It was a wonderful feeling, he thought.
"Then lick my balls first!"
She only thought that soon all this would be over and began licking his hairy balls. She teased every ball with her tongue and was reminded to easter as she was painting eggs at her Mom`s kitchen.
Mr.Jones enjoyed every second. This young thing that just came into puberty and not even knew WHY she had to do this.
"Now take them in your mouth!"
She obeyed although she thought it was disgusting as taking his penis.
She opened her mouth wide and sucked on one ball.
It was so big, the two of them wouldn`t fit into her small mouth. It tasted hairy and dirty, she thought.
"Wow is that cool I feel your braces!"
Mr.Jones enjoyed the exploitation.
She was sucking a bit clumsy on his balls and was looking up to him all the time with scared eyes, always in fear to do something wrong and receive another smack into the face.
Suddenly he stepped back one pace and said:
"My cock seems to fall asleep! I will fuck your small mouth now, if you want it or not!"
And he hit his cock hard into her face as if it was his hand, slapping her cheeks.
Then he let it dance upon her lips and shoved it deep into the mouth of the helpless virgin.
"Mmmh..aarghhh…noooo.."
She thought the taste was disgusting.
"Suck on it! Lick it!"
Mandy was champing and sucking, her face showing aversion. She was crying silently.
All that was heard in the air was a silent whimpering and a wet smacking noise. And now Mr.Jon es began hitting deep into her mouth, always deeper, harder and faster with every bump.
He loved this feeling, shoving his dick into a warm little girl`s mouth, the tongue dancing around nervously. The big innocent eyes of Mandy met his eyes, begging him to stop and not knowing what would happen next.
He felt her throat now. Mandy was gagging, she thought she had to puke. She grasped for fresh air through her nose. Mr.Jones felt her chin touching his balls. They were slowly hurting. Time to surprise the little girl.
Mandy fought against the feeling in her belly that almost made her puke. Her teacher was hammering her head onto his cock. Suddenly she realized a strange taste in her mouth…like salt. And it became more and more! She had to swallow it, otherwise she would have suffocated. Mr.Jones was grunting and screaming out loud. And Mandy felt a thick liquid mass sliding down her throat. IT WAS SO MUCH! As if she drank a glass of lemonade in one attempt on a hot day. She felt the warmth in her belly. She thought she`d become sick.
Mr.Jones pulled his red cock out of her mouth and let it drop upon her face. He was moving it fast up and down, and suddenly her face became wet. Something hit her eye. Something on her cheek. Was it all over now?
"You little bitch! Have you swallowed everything?"
Mandy still didn`t know what happened. Mr.Jones was binding her loose from the chair but she stayed there like in a shock position.
"If you two once again disturb my lesson, I will tell your parents everything, you understand?"
Mandy nodded quickly, her eyes widened in despair.
Mr.Jones was unlocking the wardrobe to get Emily out. Of course she has heard everything what just happened, but she didn`t dare saying anything.
"Now you go back to the classroom the way you are, that everybody knows what happens to little bitches like you! Understand me?"
"Understand, Sir!" the two scary girls said almost with one voice like in a choir.
Mr.Jones stood in front of Emily, watching her from head to toe.
"And I will have my fun with you later, after school.."
He took her tasty teenage breasts in both hands and squeezed them brutally that she screamed out loud.
And so they really went back to the classroom, Mr.Jones in front with a sadistic smile and behind him Emily and Mandy, STILL HANDCUFFED, and Mandy with a sperm-crusted face, mixed with tears and red streams from the face slaps. Their classmates looked upset to them.
"What happened to them Mr.Jones?" one asked.
"These two are little bitches didn`t you know that? And that`s what happens to bitches!"
His two victims looked humilated to the ground. No one disturbed his lesson anymore this morning, until…
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Brian farted loud. His friend Jerome was looking out of the window and was grunting everytime he saw a young girl:
"Look!Look! A virgin again! I can smell her..!"
"Easy man! Your balls almost burst eh? Mines too.."
"We should go! School will be over soon!"
"Do we have to take anything with us?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, handcuffs, ropes, tape, a camcorder, ski masks, everything you need for a nice rape.."
"I got my giant cock here, 6 pounds weight and 12 inches long! That`s enough to me!"
"Ok, then let`s go raping virgins…haha!"
And so they were walking 10 minutes till they reached the school.
"The lower classes have gone home yet. There just have to be one class right now."
They jumped across the wall and ran ducking across the windows, putting on their ski masks. After having looked around they saw everything was safe. They heard the voice of Mr.Jones and were waiting below the window.
"Let`s go through the door from the inside!" Jerome suggested.

Part II

Mr.Jones was actually holding a monologue. Everyone was frightened of him now. Emily was being squeezed on her tits during the lesson ever and ever in front of everybody to see. What a humilation! To Mandy he was just looking and grinning. He`s had an orgasm as never before as he had shot down his jizz down the innocent girl`s throat.
The other girls were just sitting there silently, their heads looking to the ground.

Then the door broke.
As the girls saw the huge men and their masks there was a loud screaming. Jerome ran towards Mr.Jones and hit him into the stomach quite awful several times. He fell to the ground, consciousless. The girls were shrieking hysterically and some of them managed to run away next to Brian who was blocking the door. Some were climbing out of the window. At first, Brian wanted to hold the squeaking girls tight that ran away, but then he noticed Emily and Mandy who were still defenceless because of their handcuffs, although they also tried to get away. Jerome has finished beating up Mr.Jones and jumped over to Brian.
"Well look at this..seems that someone yet has done a fine job for us.." He grabbed Emily by her neck.
Brian was grabbing Mandys jawbone roughly and studied her face exactly.
"Hey Jerome, this baby has received a shower! Wasn`t your last one for today, I promise you, kid!"
Saying these words he threw her to the ground.
The other girls have all disappeared by now, the two sick rapists were alone now with their helpless victims…
Jerome still held Emily tight at her neck and took her hand to place it on his lap.
"What you feel there young lady all has to be spirted out and even if it will last until tomorrow pumping my balls empty upon you!!!"
Emily cried very bitter, it seemed like the two girls came from one nightmare to an even more horrible one.
"Show me your breast meat first!"
He was standing in front of her and was ripping her top with one attempt from the top to the bottom. Jerome was a huge guy with muscled forearms.
"Ah perfect! No bra this bitch!"-SLAP!-He was smacking on her tits. Then he took both gorgeous tits in his hands and weighed them. he squeezed them and then bend over to take them into his mouth. Her nipples were pink and hardened. He was sucking on them like a greedy child and bite them. He was sucking, sucking, sucking them. Emily was ashamed. No one ever sucked her breasts as brutal as he did. Not even her boyfriend she parted from some weeks ago. He used to be much more tender to her. She cried.
"Please…nooo..what plans do you have with us?"
Jerome couldn`t get enough from her juicy delicious tits.
"Brian this little slut is asking what we have planned to do with them."
Brian laughed out dirty.
"Well, then look what we planned!"
He grabbed Mandy by her pigtails who still lay on the ground, forced her on her feet and threw her onto a desk, where she landed upon her back. He was laying upon her and started to lick off her tiny mouth. He forced her into a tongue kiss. Mandy still was in shock, didn`t dare to move. She would stand everything he would do to her.
Brian was unbuttoning the thin blouse and pulled up her white top. He was looking onto two little titties, hard to recognize so small, with cute nipplies.
"Hey Jerome, even you got more tits than this kiddy!HAHA!"
Nevertheless he was kissing her tiny breasties. Actually I love those low developed girlies, best would be exploring her whole little body, he thought.

Jerome got away from Emilys tits and pointed to another desk without saying a word. Like a skinned dog she was walking over there.
The black man threw her so brutally on the desk that her head was banging onto the hard wood. Immediately he stood behind her, he saw her juicy ass meat, the miniskirt, her gorgeous thighs and her handcuffed wrists on her back. Jerome enjoyed this moment. He was rubbing his cock on her ass, still with clothes between their skin.
"We have all day time to smack those virgins, Brian!" And saying these words he went down to lick her inner thighs.
"Mmmhh..I love that taste of skin!"
He went higher with his tongue and licked across the cotton of her white panties. Now he unzipped his jeans with one hand, the other hand he was using to hold her struggling body.
As Emily heard the voice of the zipping she whimpered:
"Pl..pleeeeease noooooo!!I just want…to go hooooome!Mommy!!"
As a kind of answer his enormous cock fell out of his jeans and touched her panties. It was fully erected yet and the pre-cum was useful to tease her skin on her thighs.
"Yeah! You little bitch! This brilliant cock will be hard for hours and my white nigga juice will be your favorite drink from now on! I`ll feed you with it! And place some black babies in your virgin belly young lady!"
Oh, she cried awfully as he ripped off her panties that fell to the floor. he raised up her skirt a little higher and teased her cunt with the top of his cock.
"Whaaaaaaawhaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!" she squeaked as the long black cock entered her virginity.
"Oh shit! Shit! Shit!" he moaned, "she really is a virgin, man!"
Blood was flowing down her thighs. Jerome got more aggressive in his bumps and always shoved his cock the deepest way in as possible. It would tear her apart, she thought.
"Mommm..Mommmyyyy!!Pleeeeease!!" she cried in a shocked voice.
Jerome spanked her ass while brutally raping her and started squeezing her great tits.
Emily tried to break free but it was useless- her rapist was too strong. He spit on her ass while going on violating the schoolgirl. And to get more fun of it he strangled her neck and let loose when she started coughing.
Loud fuck noises filled the air, mixed with his grunting and moaning and her desperate crying and screams.
Jerome felt his balls pumping wildly around and couldn`t wait any longer.
„Ooooh yeeeeah!Yeahhhh!!!“
And his hot wads squirted into her no longer virgin pussy, and as Emily realized that she cried like a baby that just lost its pacifier. For her it seemed like minutes as he pumped his semen into her womb. Blood and cum rushed down her inner thighs, and the black man took out his cock and shook it dry above her ass cheeks.
He grabbed her by her hair and forced her to pull her head back, then licked across her cute face with his tongue and said:
„Aaaah, that was a fine start my little teenage whore!“ and threw her brutally to the floor where she rolled to her side, whimpered and moaned.

Brian at the same time enjoyed kissing Mandys little breasts. Such a cute piece of pie, he thought.
„Please…Sir…let us go, we are just young girls…..!“
„Really? I want a proof…“
And he took her by her waist and lifted her up in the air. It was simple because the muscled white man lifted a girl that just weighed 85 pounds. Her legs kicked around, hanging loose in the air. He loved watching her pale white virgin skin on her thighs and the shocked expression on her face. He lay her onto the desk and started to pull up her miniskirt up to her waist, exposing her sweet panties with the colored animal patterns on it.
He stroke them and pulled them a little bit to the side that her pink labias were visible. Grunting he went down to lick with his tongue on them and went on his clit and deeper into her unexplored pussy.
Mandy was moaning silently because she didn`t know this strange fine feeling, but suddenly realized the situation again and looked at him with fear.
„Mmmhh..I love tasting virgin pussys! And more even I like popping cherrys!“
Mandy screamed and tried to get free, but he held her tight and pulled out his cock.
She saw a cock for the second time in her life after she saw Mr.Jones`one. But this time she knew she wouldn`t take it in her mouth but it would cost her virginity.
„Oh, noooo! Mister, please…don`t…“
Brian spit in his hand and rubbed it all over his cock, pulled her panties aside and teased her pussy with his cock.
Then he took her by her waist with the miniskirt pulled up and got her nearer to him. And then he did it.
„Aaaaaaaaaaarrrghhhhhhh!!!Nooooooooo!“
„O h m y god is she tight! Heaven help!!“
„Noooooooooooo……aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!“ It was real pain she was uttering as he tore her hymen apart.
„Yeah, that`s right!“ Brian laughed and ignored her screams.
He stuffed her small womb with his hard dick and felt the cotton of her panties with every hit. Mandy was arching up in desperation but his brutal thrusts always made her realize again that all struggling would be in vain.
Brian licked her small nipples while raping her and bit in her neck to leave back red bloody streams.
She thought of her daddy whom she loved so much and how he would punish those bad men. She was whining.
Brian called over to his friend: „Hey she is SO tight you can test her later. Oh man!!“
The whole desk was moving from the hard thrusts. Brians waist didn`t move any longer in order to fuck her pussy, no, he slapped her waist onto his waist! He could hold her as he wanted, and she was totally helpless in her handcuffs. A loud grunting, and Brian was to come now.
„Oh shit!Shit!“
And he let all his warm cum flow down into her little pussy and loved the expression on the little girl`s face.
Mandy felt it exploding in her womb and thought she would be pregnant now.
Brian waited one minute until every drop was spread and took out his still pumping cock.
„Pooooh! That was fine!“ he moaned.
Mandy was also thrown to the ground and the two girls were lying there in a fetal position, crying and begging.

Jerome and Brian looked at each other and talked silently. Then Brian grabbed Emily by her neck and forced her to her knees.
„Now let me taste this busty teen!“
He pressed her tits together, squeezed them and fondled them.
„Wow, real girl`s tits! That`s how they have to be!“
Emily just looked up to him, scary and begging.
And Brian placed his cock between her tits and pressed them together…he started titfucking her!
„Wooooh that`s cool!“ he said.
Emily looked surprised, she hadn`t expected this.
Fucking her huge tits he looked over to Jerome who smoked a cigarette and held Mandy in his arms, grabbing her half-naked body everywhere. What did he plan? Brian thought of chloroforming these two girlies and hold them as captives at their appartment, raping them whenever they wanted.
Thinking about this he got totally out of control of his mind and squirted upon Emilys breasts. The warm liquid dropped down from her flesh to her thighs.
„Lick it clean whore!“ he ordered.
And he felt Emilys unexperienced tongue touching the top of his cock, always touching it for a short moment and then driving her tongue back, but all within parts of seconds. Soon his cock was slobbered clean and he hit her in the face. „Little bitch! So young and hungry for cum like a cheap whore…“

Jerome came over to Brian and whispered something in his ear. Brian smiled, he was right, his friend had the same idea as he had.
He opened a little bottle he had in his pants and poured something of it upon Mandys blouse, then pressed it against her mouth and nose. Mandy was struggling heavily and kicked around with her legs, and Jerome loved this feeling as he held her very tight from behind her. Her movements became weaker until she finally was consciousless.
Then he did the same to Emily.
„Nooooo!Noooo!Don`t do…..mmmmmmppffff!“
She shrieked but soon she was silenced. Every guy grabbed one girl from the ground and put her on their shoulders. It was a fine position, they could stroke their thighs and asses with their hands while carrying them.
So they ran out of the building and took an empty small backstreet. They didn`t have to go far to their appartment. They looked around and nobody could be seen, so they got in, carrying the sleepy teenage girls upon their shoulders up the stairs and threw them on a huge bed.
„Well, fine work!“
„I think now we deserved some beer what do you think?“
They went to the other room and shut the door.
Emily and Mandy were sleeping next to each other.

„Open your eyes Mandy!“
The little girl blinked. She saw her teacher friendly smiling at her.
„Don`t daydream in my lesson. Wonder what girls like you fantasize about…“

by Lajan

“Uuuuuummmmm!!!!!” Bubba grunted as he pushed the remainder of his cum into Suzie. He lay on top of her for a few more moments while he let the last of his cock’s orgasmic spasms subside then rolled off and farted loudly. Suzie laughed and said, “You’re supposed to burp after a good meal, not fart after a good fuck!” Bubba laughed too and leaned over to kiss her fully on the mouth. He smelled the cum she’d already taken there and it stated to get him aroused again so he quickly jumped out of the bed and pulled on overalls from the large pile of semi-clean clothing piled in the corner of the room. It was still dark at 4:30 am and he had a bit of trouble finding a plaid shirt but he managed eventually.

“Well, baby, thanks for takin’ the edge off! You know how much I need that on the BIG DAYS. And today’s the first BIG DAY in a while!” Bubba’s daughter smiled again while fondling the cum dripping from her freshly fucked cunt and said it was her pleasure, as always. Bubba looked at her playing for a moment and couldn’t resist taking a quick little sniff of her hole and grunted again in appreciation. She really did help him a lot around the house when Ma Perry was out for the night. And Ma needed to keep the real money coming in even if she did look and smell badly after supplying “comfort” for travelers passing through the town’s bus station. Maybe he’d tell her to try using the women’s bathroom for a while. After all, laying on her back in there seemed like a cleaner thing to do than laying on her back in the men’s room. Women don’t piss on the floor all the time, do they? Pondering that thought, Bubba gave Suzie’s crotch a quick kiss and left the room.

He hurried downstairs and made a quick but hearty breakfast knowing he’d need all the nourishment he could muster for the day’s work on the farm. And today’s work was going to be a LOT more strenuous even if it was completely pleasurable. He so enjoyed looking forward to today’s special work he wolfed down all the food he could find and rushed back upstairs.

There, Bubba pounded on Crissy’s door and was pleasantly surprised that it opened before he had to pound some more. Crissy stood there, fully dressed for her chores and cheerfully exclaimed, “Come on, Pa! Day’s a wastin’ and TODAY’S my special day! Weeee heeeee!” Her obvious enthusiasm warmed Bubba’s heart and he knew this one was going to be a really special girl! Hell, all his girls had been special but this one was “coming out” today! Bubba couldn’t remember when she was born and Ma didn’t care so nobody was all that sure just how old she was. But she’d started fiddling with her body and making all sorts of noises at night so Bubba figured it was time to get her started out right.

They quickly went to the coop and gathered the eggs, slopped the pigs and cleaned out the sty. All the while, Bubba was beaming at his pretty daughter. And what a pretty daughter she was! About 5’9”, she was as tall as her Pa and towered over her Ma. Her raven-black hair was thick and lustrous, framing a face too cute to be called pretty yet but showing the promise of blooming into a stunner. Her thick lips could display a pout as beautifully as a smile and she always seemed to be laughing with her pale green eyes. Now that her body had started to fill out a bit, she even looked like she may grow into her weight with a great deal of dignity. Bubba was so pleased he chanced a glance toward the barn (their next destination) and stifled a grin. She caught him and grinned back but she didn’t look towards the barn. Bubba wondered if she knew. Suzie promised not to tell but he knew how women talked and the “special day” was a tradition that had been passed down through generations of the Perry clan. Oh well, she was ready and willing and Bubba was as eager as a beaver with a birch so they finished up with the pigs and walked to the barn.

Crissy opened the door eagerly and rushed inside even before Bubba could grab the handle. He almost missed the look of surprise on her face as she was suddenly drenched in bright light. Blinking wildly, she finally saw that the barn was full of neighbors and family: all her brothers, uncles and aunts were there. And all the neighbors she’d lived with for years were gathered around, clapping and cheering her name! It brought a tear to Bubba’s eye and he set down the eggs and joined in.

As the festive noise settled down, Bubba spoke to the gathering.

“Thank you all for coming here today and making this day, this special “coming out” day for Crissy such a wonderful thing!”

“Wouldn’t have missed it for the world!” somebody shouted and everyone laughed. Bubba paused a moment and continued:

“I don’t have much to say and ya’ll know what today’s about. You’ve seen it plenty ‘round here! (Again, laughter and giggles.) OK, then! Let’s get it started!”

The group parted and Crissy saw that a bale of hay was placed in the middle of the barn floor. It had a small piece of paper on it. She ran to the bale and picked up the paper to read, “Now you’re a woman!” Starting to turn to her father, she was surprised by 4 boys who seemed to come from nowhere and push her face-first over the hay bale. Two of them held her arms apart and the other two held her legs. She giggled nervously and the crowd got very quiet as Pa slowly walked up to her and kissed the side of her face as she was held against the top of the bale. Then he looked up and motioned towards the back of the barn. From there, a large donkey was led to the back of the bale and Pa reached into the pocket of his overalls and found his buck knife. He knelt behind his daughter’s upturned bottom and opened the blade, grimacing. Glancing up to the right, he saw that another pair of coveralls just like Crissy’s were being held up and shown to him. He nodded to the woman holding them and she smiled, knowing that she’d eased Bubba’s mind about ruining the perfectly good clothing on his daughter.

Bubba carefully parted the material from the pants part of the coveralls, separating them from the top part – in effect, making two garments. Crissy began to fidget and asked her Pa what he was doing. He patted her butt and said it was gonna be wonderful as he pulled down her newly formed pants, exposing her white panties. There was a collective gasp from the room as they all saw just how pretty this girl’s ass was. There were some mutters of approval and even some women could be heard saying that it was the prettiest ass they’d seen in the barn! Bubba was filled with pride and slowly pulled off the “pants”. He nodded to the people with the donkey and one knelt alongside it, reached up and gently rubbed it’s sheathed penis. The donkey snickered and Crissy screamed, realizing for the first time what was behind her. Bubba quickly pulled down her panties and removed them. But he paused once more, this time to look with awe at the full growth of black hair between his daughter’s legs.

Now there were loud and eager shouts of anticipation from the crowd and some moved a bit closer to get a look at the beautiful pussy and Crissy’s bared ass. The boys holding her legs opened them slowly and the boys holding her arms repositioned her gently, lifting her a bit more so hat she was laying atop the hay bale with her spread legs dangling open before her father’s face and the rest of the room’s eager gaze. Crissy’s screaming never stopped but nobody seemed to care and her struggles were easily foiled by the boys.

Bubba moved to the side and helped guide the visibly aroused donkey up to the bale. Two smaller bales were quickly brought to the side of the one Crissy was pinned to and the donkey was forced to step up on them, straddling Crissy’s prone body. The man fondling the donkey’s penis increased the speed of his hands and quickly the donkey’s penis protruded from its sheath. At well over 2 feet long and as big around as Crissy’s thighs, it was moved closer to the small patch of black between Crissy’s legs and it’s tip was rubbed against the small pink slit barely visible in the middle.

Crissy went ballistic on the hay bale an d the boys were hard pressed to hold her still. Some of the women started to laugh and one walked to the front of the bale and climbed on, sitting in front of Crissy’s face. There, she lifted her full-length farmer’s wife dress above her ample hips, pulled the crotch of her own white cotton panties aside and lifted her knees, showing her own bushy pussy to Crissy’s upturned face. The woman grabbed a handful of Crissy’s hair from the back of her head and pushed Crissy’s still screaming face into her moist hole. There were some loud cheers from the women as Crissy’s screaming was finally “muff muffled” and woman’s face took on a look of bliss as she rubbed the girl’s entire face up and down, using her head to masturbate while behind Crissy, the donkey’s swollen cock began to twitch on it’s own. It took two sets of hands to keep the tip of it where the men were guiding it but it finally found it’s mark and was stuck against the girl’s opened cunt. Bubba walked beside the donkey, careful not to get behind it’s hind legs and swatted it hard with his hand. The donkey honked loudly and jerked forward, slamming it’s cock right through Crissy’s pussy lips and completely into her virgin cunt.

Feeling his penis in a tight and hot hole, the donkey’s nature took over and it bucked forward on it’s own as the men guiding it backed away. It slammed forward and back so fast and hard that it bounced the bale Crissy was impaled upon. The woman cramming her crotch against the girl’s face rode the bale and Crissy’s face like a cowboy riding a bronco and the cheers from the room were deafening. Bubba was holding the reins of the donkey and urging it on though it needed no urging to fuck once it was in a pussy. And the sight between Crissy’s legs was unbelievable as the huge cock hammered into her less than a 10th of it length but vigorously.

The woman on Crissy’s face began to scream and she came, grinding her gushing pussy all over Crissy’s pretty face, scissoring her chubby thighs against the raped girl’s ears. Finally opening her eyes, she raised a clenched fist towards the barn’s roof and yelled “Heeeee haaaaaa!” as she climbed off the bale and rearranged the crotch of her now soaked panties. Feeling them against her she made a face and decided to pull them off altogether, tossing them to one of the smaller boys in the crowd. He grabbed them with a gleeful smile and ran for his life as a bunch of bigger boys went after him. There was no place to run to, though, and they caught him behind the wall of a horse stall, snatching the messy panties away from him. He started crying but nobody noticed. And they didn’t hear him screaming, either, when the bigger boys decided to open his pants and push him face down on the floor…

Meanwhile, the donkey is hammering away at Crissy’s pussy and her screams are starting to turn to loud groans and an occasional unintelligible word. The crowd is festive and a keg is opened, beer is poured and a jug or two is passed around. A few of the people get a bit closer to each other and some heavy petting starts but nobody takes their eyes off the rape of Crissy for very long.

Finally the donkey begins to whiney and honk. Bubba smacks it a few more times and it rears, trying to move through the hay bale (and Crissy’s pussy!). These final violent thrusts force it to ejaculate into Crissy’s battered cunt. The first wave of semen is small but it fills her completely, and more! It actually bulges her pussy lips out as it takes up all the available space in her and pushes outward against her crotch and the tip of the donkey’s cock. Crissy screams like never before and the crowd grows attentive. The second wave isn’t a wave at all but a stream. When it hits the back of Crissy’s fucked hole, it pushes her forward, loosening the seal between the cock and her pussy. A small opening around her clit is the source of a HUGE geyser white cream, which blasts out of her cunt like water from a fire hose, coating her inner thighs immediately and making the boys holding her legs scramble unsuccessfully to get out of the way. As the donkey continues to ejaculate, Crissy gets a continual hot flushing of cum. Her eyes wide, she stops screaming as the pain and pressure are intense but bearable and she waits for the animal to finish. Its twitching prick finally begins to throb and the final thrusts pump the thick, sticky white goo into her pussy. And when the donkey finally calms, Bubba raises his hand as if to smack it on the nose. The donkey jerks backward and there’s an audible pop as it’s cock is yanked from Crissy’s cunt followed by another scream as her pussy is almost turned inside out from the violent withdrawal.

The same 4 boys return to continue to hold Crissy over the bale and Bubba comes back to her, bends toward her face and kisses her tenderly. She looks back at him with something akin to awe and opens her mouth to accept her father’s tongue. There’s a round of applause from around the barn and Bubba acknowledges it with a nod after parting from Crissy’s lips. Now is what he’s waited for, he thinks! Quickly, he walks behind her and between her still dripping thighs and kneels, opening his fly. Bringing his face to her crotch, he smells the overpowering odor of donkey cum and can barely tell that his daughter’s bush was black; everything from her knees up is completely coated with thick white jizz. Pulling his raging erection from his pants he presses his face into the place where he thinks her pussy is and thrusts out his tongue. He is rewarded with a tight hole but it’s her ass and he slows in surprise. But liking it’s taste even through all the cum, he eats her asshole out while stroking his cock. He is happy he remembered to fuck Suzie so much this morning because he doesn’t want to cum too soon.

Bubba licks and sucks and swallows until all the whiteness is removed from between Crissy’s legs and she moans with pleasure. Finally, her holes as clean as it can get, he stands behind her and lovingly slips his cock into her pussy. Crissy moans loudly with pleasure and pushes back on her father’s cock, clutching it with her battered but still working cunt muscles. Its passage is so simple and so easy she cums almost immediately and again as he slowly slides in and out of her. Looking down, he as enthralled by the beauty of his cock entering her pussy and the barn starts to quiet down as they watch.

When it’s almost totally quiet, they all hear a soft and wet rhythmic smacking sound and finally a grunt. All of them look to the back of the barn and see a boy backing away from a horse stall, pulling up his overalls and smiling. There’s a small shuffling sound, a muffled scream and the rhythmic sound resumes with a slightly faster pace.

“John-boy! You playin’ in Bobbie again?” some woman asks and the barn is filled with a wave of laughter again.

“No-mame! I’m through but Mike and Tommy and James aren’t done with him yet!” The boy who was standing said. This time even Bubba and Crissy laugh but continue to fuck lovingly. The laughs die away and the sounds from the back of the barn continue but all the attention returns to the father and the daughter. Finally Bubba leans forward and closes his eyes as he fills Crissy’s cunt with his cum. HE pumps the last of it into her and the crowd applauds again.

“Hey, you fools”, Bubba shouts. “Get ready or you’re gonna make me lose it!” People hurry to the bale and a line quickly forms behind Bubba. The first man in line opens his overalls and taps Bubba on the shoulder. Bubba looks back and nods as he pulls his cock from Crissy’s pussy and the other man quickly pushes his in.

“See? Got it plugged in time, Bubba!” They shake hands and the man starts to fuck Crissy. The boys still holding her down offer either encouragement for her or try to goad the man into harder rape. The latter happens first and the man grunts as he plows his stiff cock in and out of Crissy’s slushy fuckhole. Crissy struggles for a while and begs for him to stop but she really isn’t in a lot of distress. After the donkey cock, a man’s cock is very easy to take, even when it’s raping your cunt as hard as it can. And this man did exactly that: on and on he went, pounding her hips and stabbing at her womb. He watched Bubba’s cum foam up all around his prick as he fucked Crissy like there was no tomorrow. The wet smacking sound filled the room and Crissy’s groans mingled with his grunts of pleasure. The man’s grunts became louder and louder and finally he crammed his cock into Crissy’s hole, squirting her full of his cum.

He waited for the tap on his shoulder before pulling out and watching the next guy ram his erection into Crissy. This guy was rough and he did everything he could to show how much he wanted to rape this girl. He pulled her hips apart and jammed a finger from each hand into her pussy along the sides of his cock and pulled her open wider. Crissy started screaming again and another woman climbed onto the hay bale in front of her. This woman stood over Crissy’s head while she pulled down her panties and lifted her dress. Instead of using Crissy to masturbate, she squatted over the pinned girl and looked into the eyes of the man raping her. From that position, she shouted words of encouragement to him, begging him to fuck her brains out, to split her pussy in half with his cock, to pound her cunt until he had cum all the way in her belly. The man did everything she suggested and he raped Crissy with vengeance while the woman sat on the side of Crissy’s face. In a very short time the man came massively, rocking the hay bale as he launched jizz into Crissy’s pussy, grinding it as far into her as he could and moaning deeply. The woman smiled at him, kissed him and rose up about a foot from Crissy’s head while she pissed, soaking Crissy’s entire head and hair. This started the woman talking excitedly and a new line formed at the front of the bale. Again, the exchange of cocks took place between Crissy’s legs, making sure that none of the cum dripped from her pussy between rapes. And a new woman sat in front of Crissy. This one didn’t want to touch Crissy’s piss covered hair so she got help from another woman who raised Crissy’s face to another woman’s cunt and moved her around to pleasure the seated woman. The man raping Crissy was the husband of the woman getting off on her face and they talked to each other about taking her as long as they wanted, whenever they wanted. The couple came at the same time and kissed while doing it.

Another cock out, another rammed in and Crissy is raped again and again. The women cum over her face, on her mouth and in her hair. Most relieve themselves after cumming or just piss on her as she’s raped. The heat in the barn begins to get oppressive and someone opens the barn doors to let in a blessed breeze and the noonday sun. Finally the boys get their turns and they release all the pent up sexual tension from assisting with countless rapes. They ride her like a whore, plowing so hard into her twat that she remembers the donkey. Gratefully, she accepts much smaller but just as violent cocks. They each fuck her twice as payment for their service. Bubba thanks each one personally.

Finally the last man in line pumps his wad into Crissy’s cunt and pulls his cock out, leaving her hole empty for the first time in over 9 hours. And a loud grunt is heard from the back of the barn but nobody looks there this time as the smaller boy who lost the woman’s panties slowly walks back to the main group in the barn, cum gushing from his ass. Bubba looks at him and smiles broadly. Raising his voice to be heard above the drunken conversation in the room he says,

“I need a little help over here!” Making sure that Crissy didn’t have the chance to finally get up, he opened his fly again while 4 more boys eagerly held Crissy’s arms and legs apart. They were hoping for the same royal treatment the other boys got but they got a much more pleasant surprise! Bubba coated his cock with gobs of the cum that was still running from Crissy’s gang raped pussy and leaned forward. Crissy was scared and panting but she loved her father and wanted to please him badly. They kissed with passion once again and Bubba straightened up and grabbed one of Crissy’s hips, pulling it from the other. Crissy actually relaxed and pushed back to be fucked again but stopped suddenly when the meaty pole touched her ass hole. The only thing that had ever gone IN that place was her father’s tongue a few hours ago. Now she felt a fat, thick cock head pushing against it and she froze. Not knowing what to expect she waited while he rubbed gob after gob of cum that had been raped into her pussy onto and into her shit hole. Once it was completely slicked with manseed, Bubba pushed hard and Crissy pissed. She pushed a fat river of urine out as she fought back. The boys tightened their grips as Bubba pushed and they were all surprised by the ferociousness of Crissy’s resistance. She didn’t just scream and buck; she thrashed like a cat, tearing at the hay bale, biting at the boys and shrieking at the top of her lungs. Men and women rushed to the bale, most of them just trying to get close enough to see Bubba’s cock ream Crissy’s asshole but many grabbing and holding Crissy anywhere they could. All tried to hold her down to be ass raped and they were nearly defeated. Crissy reached deep and found energy that none of them imagined as she struggled mightily to get away from Bubba’s cock.

In the end, she clamped her butt cheeks so tightly together that she cramped her legs and screamed anew. The women laughed uproariously and all the men seemed to get instant erections. And Bubba pushed as hard as he could while the cramps occupied Crissy’s mind with twists of pain. Again, he got nothing but a very hard indentation between her hips and Crissy’s screams were filling the barn and the pasture beyond through the open doors.

In bed with a large dildo stuffed in her ass, Suzie heard her sister’s screams and smiled as she fingered her clit to another orgasm. She loved her sister a lot and didn’t really want to see her “coming out”. She wanted to be there for Crissy afterwards, hoping to get her to cry in her arms and maybe, just maybe, let her sister show her that a woman can be great with just another woman. But masturbating to the sounds of the huge gang rape had gotten her interested in seeing some of it. Now that it sounded like it was coming to a head, Suzie wanted to see it badly!

She pulled the dildo from her ass, shut it off and sucked it clean like she always did. She pulled on some extremely small shorts and a half top and left her room. She looked in at her mother who had fallen asleep on the couch with a bottle of Jack still in her hand. She was smiling in her sleep and her big but pretty legs were parted widely as she snored, exposing her panties with a huge wet spot in the crotch. Suzie grinned and paused long enough to push her face between her mother’s legs and take a deep sniff of her twat. And, just as Suzie had expected, the scent was that of jizz and LOTS of it! Mother had been on the receiving end of plenty of fucking last night and Pa was going to work her massively when the coming out party was done! Pa liked to get her when she’d already been fucked too much to resist so that he could imagine her being gang raped with him an eager participant. Suzie laughed quietly because Pa only fucked Ma but he made love to her!

Moving quickly now, Suzie ran to the barn and took in the sight of her father trying to rape Crissy’s ass and a pile of people holding her down for it. Around the floor there were people fucking everywhere, most of them looked willing but a few were getting it from groups and struggling. Suzie moved to her father’s side and knelt. Using both her hands, she opened Crissy’s ass and pressed her face into her butt. Amazingly, Crissy calmed immediately. Suzie looked up at her father and gleefully smiled. He grinned broadly and savagely thrust at Crissy. This time, he was totally successful and slid all the way up his daughter’s shit chute, slamming his balls roughly into her clit. The entry seemed to knock all the wind out of Crissy and her mouth opened noiselessly while her eyes tried to roll back into their sockets. One of the guys standing next to her and helping to hold her down groaned loudly and aimed his cock at Crissy’s face. He spewed a gusher a cum into her mouth and she started to choke and cough. That brought the pain in her ass back into the fore and she finally screamed again. Crying hysterically, she struggled to remove the massive pole in her back side but there was no possible way. Bubba waited until she tired and pulled his rock hard cock most of the way out of her ass before ramming it home again. Men were opening their pants again and the ones holding Crissy were stroking hardons. Two more shot wads of cum into Crissy’s face and one got his whole cock into her mouth before he grunted and thrust convulsively, streaming a load of cum across her tongue and filling her mouth with it. This time, Crissy swallowed and opened her mouth again. In seconds another man came in her mouth and she eagerly swallowed that as well.

Bubba began to ride her. He fucked her like he’d wanted to fuck her since…. Hell, he didn’t even know how long! He’d wanted to fuck Crissy and now he was doing it just like he did it when his father held his sister over the couch. Then, he had cum up his sister’s ass so fast it was almost painful. He was annoyed that he’d gotten so little time to actually feel her hole against his cock. But today, he had fucked Suzie first and now he had all the time he wanted! He slowly reamed his daughter while she sucked cock after cock after cock, swallowing more cum than he thought possible. Suzie massaged her butt cheeks and pushed her back against his thrusts making it twice as easy to keep fucking.

When Suzie reached up and fondled his balls, he suddenly exploded, blowing a massive wad of cum up Crissy’s ass. Crissy milked his cock with her hips and was rewarded with another stream. And Suzie reached up with her other hand and shoved fingers in her sister’s cunt bringing her to a gut wrenching orgasm as well. Bubba pulled his penis from his daughter’s butthole and backed away, exhausted.

Suzie climbed onto the bale of hay and lifted her sister’s face up to kiss her cum-splattered lips. They kissed long and deep until Suzie stood, pulled her shorts and top off and offered her cunt to her sister. This time, Crissy pressed her own face into the awaiting pussy, licking and sucking it completely. Suzie’s orgasm was terrific and she screamed on and on while her pussy washed Crissy’s face. The men went nuts. All of them started pulling at Crissy’s clothing, ripping her shirt off, tearing at her bra, trashing all the remaining clothing she had. She didn’t even try to resist as they repositioned her and gang raped her ass. Time after time, they rammed cock up her butt, fucked her and came. The 4 boys held her until the last guy pulled his cum-slick prick from Crissy’s ass then they pulled her off the hay bale and pinned her face down on the floor of the barn. There, they raped her cum filled asshole for more than an hour. When the last one pulled his empty cock from her, Crissy was finally released and allowed to roll onto her side.

With a large flow of cum running from her ass, Bubba lay next to his daughter and kissed her again. He rocked her in his arms and Suzie soon joined them, fresh semen between her legs and on her lips.

“Today, you are a woman, Crissy”, was all he said and all three of them hugged fiercely.

Seven months later, Crissy was back in the barn doing her morning chores when the cramps brought her to her knees. She’d been getting them for about 12 hours and she had no idea what was wrong. A lot of things had been different since her coming out party but she’d chalked them up as just what her father had said: “Today, you are a woman!” She supposed that being a woman meant growing huge breasts like Suzie but hers and grow really fast! And she supposed that getting fat was because she had been eating everything she could get for months. And she knew from Suzie that Pa was going to be in her bed often now. She enjoyed the times when he came and she always played with the cum he left in her pussy after he’s gone back to either his room or Suzie’s. But the cramping was new and it was bad! She tried to get up and the worst pain she’d felt since the donkey fucked her hit her like a ton of bricks. She rolled on her side and then on her back, moaning with the pain. When it subsided she looked up to see Milton the donkey looking at her from very close. In fact, Milton was standing over her and….omg! Was he growing that massive prick for HER again?? She tried to get up and the pain in her gut floored her completely. This time it didn’t stop. As she struggled to breathe, she began to sweat and filled pissed all over her legs. Then the world started to spin and she screamed and passed out.

When she awoke, she was pain free but drenched. She tried to sit up and saw that she was covered with donkey jizz and Milton was still standing over her! She started to laugh and bumped her knee against something soft. And there, under the donkey jizz, the loose hay and the hem of her dress was a baby boy! Crissy cried with joy and picked the baby up, pressing it to her chest. It was smiling and looking around. Crissy was completely charmed and hugged it to her breast where it started to suckle. She tried to wipe some of the come from her nipple and the baby started to cry so she left it there and the baby licked it and drank from her at the same time.

When she finally got the strength to make it back to the house, Suzie met her at the back door and said, “Now, you’re a woman and a mother! Wow! It’s got Pa’s eyes! He’s gonna be so proud of you, girl! What are you gonna name him?”

Crissy thought about it for a while and said, “It’s Pa’s baby so I’ll name him after Pa. What’s Pa’s real name?”

Suzie laughed and said, “Your baby’s gonna go through life as “junior” but his real name is gonna be Roger!”

And that’s the story of how Roger was born.

We had been having sex almost from the beginning. It was a relationship where you were having sex before you actually considered yourselves to be dating, despite not seeing anyone else at the time. We met at a time when she was separated from her second husband, with a divorce pending. Whatever the quality of her sex life was in both her marriages in the beginning, in the end, it was dismal. Both her husbands ended up being emotionally and physically abusive. At best, the way she described sex, it seemed to be a ‘wifely duty’, endured but not enjoyed, and often silently loathed. At worst, she never said, but I can only assume sex was taken from her unwillingly and abusively.
But when I met her, I would have never guessed that she had such poor sexual experiences for the past 10 years or more. We had gone out a few times, and at her home one evening, it began with gentle kissing, caressing, and ended with sweet love making. I guess I came across one of those women that was just starved for good sex with someone who cares about her, which I did very much, and everything really was wonderful.
We grew a lot together, sexually speaking. Living out fantasies or playing on desires that had never been realized before. We never went so far as anything sadistic or masochistic, didn’t introduce others into our sex life, and never did anything that we didn’t think the other wouldn’t like. It ranged from lovemaking by soft music and candlelight, to mutual and lone oral sex to orgasm with no penetration, mutual masterbation, to rather hard-core fucking porno-movie style.
But early in the relationship, while talking about sex, she mentioned that she thought anal sex was wrong, implying it was a moral sin of some sort. I held no such belief, even though on only a very few occaisions I had done such things. A few months later, discussing previous sexual encounters (and trying to avoid admitting to have had anal sex with another woman), she bluntly asked me if I had had anal sex before. I couldn’t lie, so I told her I had. Wow, the next few hours were less-than-pleasant with her. Despite having a quite open relationshiop and free discussion of limits of sex, even when referring to previous partners, she didn’t much appreciate my previous sexual acts in this arena, regardless of the very minor exprience I had.
She told me again how it was wrong, and even said it was ‘dirty’. Not ‘dirty’ in a provocative or sensual manner. She said ‘dirty’ in a way a mother chastizes a child for wanting to handle or investigate a dead bird. ‘Dirty’, as in the mere matter of being near the creature would bring disease or even death upon the one in the dead animal’s presence. With that in mind, I never approached her with any prospect of anal sex.
So, despite a deep and wanton desire of anal sex, I never actually asked for such action. Anal sex has always been a form of gratification that turned me on. I really have no idea how or why…it just did. But, knowing her stance on the matter, I kept the fantasy to myself.
But somehow she must have known. In our open attitude towards sex, I guess one evening she felt compelled to let down her predujice and let her body be used for my unspoken desire.
She came home rather drunk from an evening out with a friend of hers. I had worked late (but she came home later), and was already in bed, naked as usual. She sweetly snuggled next to me ’spoon’ style as I lay, almost asleep. I knew she was drunk and more horny than usual, but I had had a long day, and had to be at work early the next day again. I would have been content to fall back asleep with her in my arms in the few minutes it would normally take. I have no idea why or where it came from, but she whispered to me:
‘Will you have anal sex with me”
So, I immediately went from a few moments from deep sleep, to instantly aroused. In my mind, I knew she was just feeling particularly happy to be with me, and wanted to do anything to please me. I think the thought of her wifely duty from her previous husbands may have been running through her mind. But the sudden pressure between my legs took over control and didn’t particularly care that she would likely change her mind once I were inside her backside.
Weakly, I sputtered, ‘Honey, are you sure”
I knew I didn’t particularly care whether she said yes or no, but hearing her say ‘yes’ loosed my inhibition.
I was still somewhat tired (having been in bed for a while by the time she came home), but figured this was a very rare moment. I tried kissing on her neck and shoulders to entice her, but I’m sure my actions were clumsy. It wasn’t long before I reached for the KY we kept in the bed’s headboard cabinet. I tried to be romantic as I lubed my hard-on and her anus, but I doubt I was.
Since I had little experience with anal sex, I didn’t know what advice to give her as I pressed my cock to her puckered ass. I pushed myself into her, maybe past the head of my penis. At this point, I tried to evaulate her response. She had never been very vocal or verbally response to anything I did to or for her, so I had to ’sense’ whether she liked it or not. Now, with only a small part of my cock inside her backside, I sensed she might not enjoy this. However, I still hoped that the initial feeling of discomfort and inhibition would pass for her. She didn’t object, and so I pressed myself more fully into her.
She didn’t exactly stop me, so I started sliding myself back and forth inside of her backside. Knowing how much she loved vaginal sex with me, I caught on quickly that this didn’t feel as enjoyable to her. I don’t know why, but it didn’t stop me. Her tight, virgin ass felt so exsquisite to me, I thought I would cum inside of her in a moment or two. I actually hoped that I would orgasm quickly so that I could have my wish so fast that it wouldn’t hurt her too much to want to try again some day. But, my heart knew that her pleasure wasn’t the same as mine. It was like trying to get a kiss on the cheek from a girl I knew didn’t want me to kiss her at all.
But, I was already inside of her. My cock was half-deep inside an ass I had wanted to fuck for months. I wanted to be gentle, and sweet, and loving…but it was almost like it was too late for that, and I would never have a chance to try again. I grabbed her hips, and pushed against them until I felt my hips against her buns. She winsed, and tensed up. At this point, I knew her body was no longer as willing to accomodate her love for me as her mind was a few minutes earlier.
Again, I was already inside of her. Her tight asshole squeezed around my cock in a way I had never felt inside of her before. From her body language, I knew that I would never get this chance again. I figured she relapsed into the feelings of having to endure sex with someone that she experienced when she no longer enjoyed sex with her previous husbands. I still held her firm, my full cock inside her ass. She ever-so-softly whimpered.
Something came over me that I had never felt before. I was actually angry with her. I felt inside that she deserved to feel pain or discomfort for even asking me to do something she knew I wanted to do but wasn’t really hoping I would accept the proposal of. Even though I loved her, I wanted to fuck her in a way she didn’t want to be fucked…and I didn’t care.
In this spooning position, with my cock inside her dark, ‘dirty’ hole, I wanted to rape her out of my own deep desire…but wanted to fuck her even more because she didn’t want me to be inside her like that any longer. Never before had I felt like that, but knowing she wanted me to stop, turned me on even more.
I started sliding my cock back and forth in her ass, feeling the urge to fuck her until I came, and the thought of doing her this way made me even hotter. I knew I was hurting the woman I felt very deeply for, but I just didn’t care. I wanted to fuck her tight, tender asshole until I filled her with all the cum I had. It envigorated me, and I began thrusting harder and deeper inside of her.
Then, something that I didn’t expect happened, and it turned me on even more than I coul d have imagined. She cried out:
‘Baby, you’re hurting me…..please, stop.’
Hearing her on the verge of begging me to stop made me want to fuck her ass all the more. I wanted to make her hurt, I wanted to make her beseech me to not cum inside of her bowels.
And then she said it. She whimpered:
‘Honey, stop it….please don’t. Don’t cum inside me like this. I don’t want it. Please, baby….please…’
With those words, I couldn’t hold back. Something inside of me wanted to punish the one I so dearly loved with the most painful and intrusive sex she had ever known. I thrust myself harder and deeper inside of her ass, mercislessly pounded her virgin hole without remorse. I fucked and I fucked and I fucked her asshole. To my surprise, and dark appeasement, she began whimpering tears and choked pleas.
‘Please, honey….pleeease. Don’t. Please, stop. I don’t want this anymore. I’m sorry. Anything for you, but please stop. Please don’t cum inside of me like this. Baby, please stop. Please, baby……pleeeeaaaaase.’ I could feel her body quiver as she quietly began sobbing in pain and sorrow.
Despite all the feelings I had for her, I didn’t want to stop. The tingling and excitement I felt at both the physical feeling and dominance I felt was too much to let go for her sake. I knew it would only take another moment or two and it would all be finished. And then she said what I wanted to hear:
‘OOOOoooooooowwwwwwwwwww- uuuuuuuuucccccccchhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!! It hurts so much, honey, pllllleeeeeasssseeee don’t cum!!!’
With that, a vibrating sensation sprang from deep within my loins. It started with a pressure somewhere near my bladder, and I felt my balls contract as the pressure exploded from hips, to my ass, and then from my cock to inside of my lover’s bowels. I couldn’t stop it then, and wave after wave of orgasmic release jet inside her beautiful body. I quivered and pulsed, allowing the full pleasure my orgasm fill her dark side with more of my cum than I could have imagined. I felt my own warm fluids begining to escape from her full backside and fill the area between her backside and my hips pressed against her.
In near exhaustion, I wrapped my arms around her, clutching her close to me. I kissed her still quaking shoulders and held her, hoping to show her that I still loved her. I was still inside her as she openly sobbed in pain and disappointment. I tried to withdraw from her as gently as I could, but at this point, any care was useless.
I wanted to hold her and tell her ‘I’m sorry’ but I knew any apologies would be of little comfort to her. The moment she was free of my embrace, she rolled to the other side of the bed, and got up. She hurried to the bathroom, where I heard a bath being drawn, and quiet crying. My guilt kept me in bed, hoping she would come back, so that I could muster some sort of apology.
It must have been an hour or more later when she came back to bed, and even then she stayed well out of reach of my soft, cuddling apologies. We must have laid in bed for two or three hours before she rolled over to face me. I was never good with explanations of bad behavior. So, she began:
‘Honey,’ she said, ‘I’m sorry. I know you like that sort of thing, and I wanted to please you.’
‘Its my fault,’ I said, ‘I pretty much knew you wouldn’t like that. I should have just not said ‘ok’ when you asked. Baby, I’m really sorry. I know I hurt you and I would never do that intentionally. I would never ask you to do something you didn’t want to.’
The next few hours were spent apologizing back and forth, each trying to make it more our own fault than the others’. Just before dawn (when I had to get up for another long day of work), we finally made amends. We both agreed that we were both sorry and had forgiven each other, and that no one was actually at fault.
After another long day of work that day, we went to bed together, and had the softest, most gentle and sweet ‘make-up sex’ we had ever had. We fell asleep very happy and content, in each other’s arms.

Author of this rape story is RapeMaster