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The Witch’s Apprentice Arc 1

In these first five chapters, follow the fantastical story of Brian, a quite ordinary man, at first. Meet a cast of sexy characters that are both magical and mundane on an adventure through a world like our own, but with a dark underbelly of power.

A Kidnapped Woman For Sale!

I’ve often fantasized about being kidnapped, blindfolded, bound and raped, and then taken to a “private club” to be auctioned off to the highest bidder(s)…

harry potter and the snake charm

Valdamort set in his chair in the up most room of the riddle house, to which he had been force to flee back to after a run in with Dumbledore. He curled his long skeletal fingers around his wand, immersed in his dark thought. Worm tail had been gone for far too long. He had sent the sniveling coward to Hogwarts to spy on Harry potter in preparation for his latest plan. Valdarmort would punish him for keeping him waiting and kill him if he came back with news that he couldn’t keep Harry from leaving the school. Valdamort knew once Dumbledore was gone Harry in one of his stupidly valiant efforts would leave the school. If every thing went as planed he would have Harry begging for death in a month.
“Nagini!” said valdamort in parsletounge.
“Make yourself known.”
A huge python slithered out of a hole in the floor and rapped itself around the back of valdamort’s chair.
“Are you ready for our little game my sweet.” he said.
Nagini nodded, flicking her tongue.
A loud sound like the backfiring of a car echoed through the room and worm tail appeared, his decrepit form bent in a low bow.
“master I have returned with good news.” he said.
“Good then I won’t have to kill you but you’re still late!” hissed valdamort.
“Crucio!”
Worm tail fell to the floor screaming. Valdamort gave his wand a light flick and worm tail lay still and silent.
“Forgive me my lord, but the mud blood, her cat.” worm tail groveled
“I do not care for your excuses rat, is the boy staying at school or not” said valdamort.
Worm tail crawled to his feet and nodded.
“Minerva McGonagall scolded him for even thinking it.”
Everything was falling into place all that remained was nagini. Valdamort ignored worm tail as he whimpered as he stood and walked to the center of the room. “Harry is lonely. He misses Sirius and he needs a father figure a male companion other then the red head. I will send him this and more.” he said raising his wand. It was the perfect scheme, send nagini into Hogwarts to befriend Harry and gain his trust, and then crush him.
“The beauty of a veela enchantment of a mermaid and the ferocity of a basilisk. All in the body of a teenage boy. I can not wait to see the out come.” nagini coiled her self in front of her master and hissed loudly. Valdamort pointed his wand at her and hissed
“TRANSGARMUS”
A jet of blood red light shot out his wand tip and engulfed nagini in flames. Her body twisted and turned in the flame, become something else something almost human. When the flames died where once a python set now was a young boy. His hair was long and black and fell in thick curls around his shoulders; his shocking dark green eyes were the only thing still snake like about him.
“Nagini stand” said valdamort. The creature that once been nagini staggered to his feet.
“Nagini speak” the young boy opened his mouth and in a low sweet trusting voice said.
“Master”
He was perfect, this was to be the week link in Harry potters chain of life.” worm tail fetch…. Nero yes Nero, fetch Nero something to ware.
Harry potter set in the common room of Gryffindor tower packing his trunk. Ron already done and helping him find random thing he might need. If McGonagall wouldn’t let him leave he would sneak out. “Where are we going again” said Ron his brown eyes looking into Harry’s. “I’ve said it at least two times already” said Harry. Wrestling Ron to the ground. “We’re going to my parent’s house then we’re going to find valdamort and kick his snake eyed ass.”
“Oh” said Ron as Harry let him up. The two boys finished packing then went down stairs. Hermione was waiting a thick spell book clutched to her chest and her cat crookshanks setting on her trunk.
“took you tow long enough,” he said pulling out her wand.
“Well go on put your bags over there so I shrink them” Harry and Ron placed their bags next to hers, Ron shooing the cat out of the way. “Menescularuis” she said. With a loud pop the shrunk to the size of snuff boxes. Harry Ron and Hermione placed their trunks in the pockets of their winter robes. Let’s go. Harry draped his invisible cloak over himself and his friends and they set off. With the marauder’s map clutched tightly in one hand t Harry led the way to the front gate.
“Ok we’ll find the thresals and make a quick be line to my mom and dad’s house” said Harry pushing open the gate. They walked out a few feet into the deep snow. Suddenly Harry tripped over something.
“Harry, are you ok?” said Hermione rushing to his side.
“Yeah what the heck did I trip over.” he said looking at what had snagged his foot. At first glance it looked like a large black rock but then Harry noticed it was breathing.
“It’s a boy “said Hermione pulling back the shear black hood that cover his face.
“And he beautiful.” Harry and Ron rushed to see what was she was talking about. There under layers of black fabric laid a boy with long twilight black hair. “Harry we have to get him to the hospital wing.” said Hermione. Harry nodded and picked the boy up.”
“Have you all been stuffing your ears with troll wax!” yelled McGonagall. Harry Ron and Hermione were all sitting in her office. The young man they had found outside was safe in the hospital wing if only the same went for them. “After I deliberately told you were all to stay in your dorms.” Harry opened his mouth to argue but McGonagall raised her hand for silence. “Now I will not take any points from your house” she said. Hermione gave a sigh of relief. “But for your actions you are banded from all school outings and you will show our guest the ways of Hogwarts. “Wait a moment” said Harry.
“So we’re babysitting. McGonagall nodded. “Now out and t bed with you. Oh and potter our guest Nero will be sharing a
Bed with you until we can make room for him.” Harry grumbled under his breath as he Ron and Hermione left. The boy was standing across from them.
“Thank you for saving” he said. His voice was a beautiful tone with an accent that sounded like Latin. “You have no idea how long I had been traveling.”
“You’re uh welcome” said Harry. He found it impossible to be angry at Nero.
“I’m Harry potter, this is Hermione and… the drooling mass over there is Ron” Ron gave Harry the finger but only after wiping is mouth. It seemed that Harry wasn’t the only that Nero was having some emotional effect on. Harry led Nero up to the Gryffindor common room. He took in every thing with the wonder of a new born child. “This place it is beautiful,” he said running his had over the side of the fireplace. “Where do we sleep Harry.” that sentence suddenly made Harry feel a bit turned on and it seemed he wasn’t the only one. Ron slowly set down his face a bright red. “We sleep right up these stairs.” said Harry taking Nero by the hand and leading him up the staircase.
Harry lay in bed, Nero at his side. They had all gone to bed early. He knew that even though this whole thing had happened while everyone was sleep the whole school would know about it by the first class. Nero set up and looked around. Harry could have sworn his eyes had glowed red/gold for a second. He looked at him and Nero smiled. “Harry thank you again for coming to my rescue.” he said. He leaned over and kissed Harry on the lips. Harry gently pushed him away.” hold on umm…” he said trying to calm himself. He was getting a boner and just from kiss. He wasn’t supposed to react this way from a kiss from another guy. “I… don’t think…” Nero nodded his head. “I’m sorry where I’m from a kiss is a friendly gesture. It means different hear am I right.” he said laying back down. Harry let out a long sigh. Nero giggled. “I’m sorry for making you get excited.” he said rolling over and going to sleep. Harry slapped his forehead. Nero had noticed his erection.
“hey potter I heard you got caught trying to sneak out last night an came across a little something.” said draco as Harry and Ron walked up to the potions class door. “so where is he” Harry ignored Draco and continued his conversation with Ron. Suddenly everything fell silent. Harry look behind him and saw coming down the dungeon corridor was Hermione ad Nero. He was dressed in an outfit fit for an Egyptian goddess. His legs where bare of hair as were bare arms and chest which was coved by only a bit of black and green fabric that connected to the on around his waist with a gold ring. Another hung around his neck. Gold bangles circled his wrist and ankles. Draco’s jaw was practically hitting the floor.
“He wouldn’t ware the school uniform I found for him.” said Hermione shaking her head. “he said it was too baggy and he would talk to the head of our house about it but for now he would where that.” Harry and every one for that matter had no real complaints about seeing Nero dressed so exotically.
The door to the potions classroom swung open and snape stepped out. “all of you inside NOW!” he said taking his usual head count. He took a doubled take as Nero walked in behind Harry. “may I ask what are you wearing.” he said grabbing on to Nero’s arm. Nero glared at him said something so low Harry couldn’t hear. Snape let go o his arm and they walked into class. Nero set next to Harry. “Oi potter” said draco turning around in his seat. “What did snape say to your boy friend?” Harry was going to retaliate but Nero told him to turn his head. For some reason Harry had to do as he was asked. He turned his head and heard all the slytherine at the table in front of him gasp. Harry looked up and Nero was staring at him with the most innocent look. But the
Draco’s table was giving him the most terrified glances.
“It seem because of potter and his pitiful group we have a new student.” said snape.
“Nero python.” Nero stood up and gave the class a low bow. “any question for our guest” said snape. Seamus raised his hand. “Where are you from because those clothes don’t look like anything from here.” he said.
“I’m from a tribe in the Amazon.” said Nero. “I was seent to Hogwarts for a better magical education.” another hand in the air this time it was Draco.
“My father said that people in the Amazon have special magic.” he said now regaining his usual sneering smile.
“Yes it is true,” said Nero getting up again and walking to the front of the class. “Ron would you come up here please.” without a moment’s hesitation Ron was striding to where Nero stood. A low beat flowed thought the class and Harry realized it was coming from inside his head, coming from Nero’s mind. Slowly Nero began to belly dance around Ron who seemed dumbfounded. He slid against him. He snapped his finger and Ron set down. He snapped them again and Ron began to dance around the class like a ballerina. Harry stopped laughing. Nero was giving Ron commands not just with the snapping of his fingers but in pousletounge. Only Harry noticed. Slowly after Ron was now under his spell Nero redirected his spell on Harry. “I know you understand me Harry.” said Nero not moving his lips. He was inside Harry’s mind. “Please don’t fear me, I wont you to be with me.” Nero snapped his fingers again and the music stopped. Ron came out of his trance and looked around.
Everyone was laughing and even Ron joined in realizing they where laughing at him but not knowing why. He and Nero set down on either side of Harry Ron telling Hermione how it felt to under Nero’s spell. “Harry did I do good” said Nero. Harry nodded and smiled at him. “You were wonderful. We hardly ever get to laugh in this class.”
Nero slid his hand down Harry’s thigh and into his pants. Harry didn’t say a word, he didn’t want to. Nero massaged his cock slowly with his thumb and index finger. Harry gave a low sigh. For the rest of the period Harry could hardly concentrate with Nero playing with his cock under the table. Ron and Hermione kept asking him if he was ok because he continued to give off low groans and sigh and the occasional throwing back of his head.
That night Harry Ron, Hermione and Ginny set in the common room by the hearth. Harry was lying in Ginny’s lap as she played with his hair. Ron set at Harry’s feet with his head across his ankles. Hermione was in the sofa reading a large book called magic of the Amazon. “Has anyone seen Nero” said Ron. Harry looked around. Sure enough Nero was no where to be seen.
“He said he wanted to take a bath.” said Fred and gorge coming down stair. “We recommended the prefect bathroom.” Harry lied back down and dozed. Nero was a big boy he cold take car of himself. Hour pasted and one after another everyone left for bed until only Harry, Ron and Hermione where left.
“Ok” said Harry jumping up. “he’s been gone to long I’m going to look for him.” Ron and Hermione nodded. Ron ran upstairs and got Harry’s invisible cloak and the map.
“We’ll stay up and wait for you.” he said handing them over to Harry.
The trip to the prefect bathroom was a short one. “Pine fresh” said Harry as the portrait slid aside to let him. The bathroom was full of a sweet perfume and the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. At first he thought it was the portrait of the mermaid but as he looked around he realized she was giving a very heated and hate filled glance at a corner of the great bath. Nero set with his eye closed singing.
“Alas my love you do me wrong to leave out on this winter’s dawn. Far sweep love to and all in know. In leave you now for the snow.” he sang. Harry set at the edge of the bath pulling off his cloak. “I thought I heard you.” said Nero opening his eyes. He glided through the water towards him. Harry put his hand in the water and Nero held it in his own. Harry smiled, leaned in and kissed him. Nero pulled him not the water. They rolled around in the bubbles; they wrestled until Harry was soaked. He pulled off his cloths and threw them out of the tub. Nero pressed his body against his and moaned. They continued to wrestle around for a few more minuets until Harry pulled himself out of the tub. “Wow that was… fun” he said lying down of the dry marbole floor. Nero lied next to him with his head on his chest.
“Harry do you think I’m bad.” he said tracing Harry’s nipple with his finger.
“No why would I” he said sitting up. “You’re a cool person and I like you.”
Nero smiled then pinned Harry to the floor. He mounted him and began to rub his ass against Harry’s cock.
“It this ok then, is this cool.” he said. Harry took hold of his hips and helped them move.
“Ginny cant’ find out ok” he said
Nero kissed Harry from head to toe working his way to his now aching hard cock. He licked the head teasing Harry, and then ran his tongue down the shaft. Harry moaned as Nero played with his dick like an ice cream. Finally he placed it in his mouth. Swallowing it all. Harry was about 9, inches to be exact and Nero had no problems fitting it all in his mouth. He sucked slowly, working Harry into frenzy. He had the poor boy writhing under him. Nero placed hi thumb right on Harry’s rose bud and pushed. With the pressure of the thumb and the perfect way NERCO was sucking his dick Harry knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from Cumming. Nero pulled away as if sensing Harry’s approaching ejaculation. He smiled ad let Harry relax be fore continuing. Harry pulled Nero’s head away from his cock by his hair and kissed him. Nero seemed to love Harry’s roughness. It was Harry’s turn now. He kissed a quick path down to Nero’s hard tanned and almost hairless dick. As Harry licked at Nero’s piss slit he noticed he had a tattoo on his in thigh. It was a skull surrounded by roses something was behind the roses; coming out of the skulls mouth but Harry was too rapped up in lust to think about it. Nero’s dick was the perfect size, and the perfect length for Harry’s mouth. Not to big but not at all small. Maybe about 11 inches and a little fatter then Harry’s. Harry sucked slowly on Nero enjoying the salty taste of his cock and the lovely sound of his moans. Nero bunked his hips trying to drive his dick deeper into Harry’s mouth. Soon he was fucking his face.
“Bend over “said Harry firmly. Nero gave a smirk but didn’t budge. He wanted Harry to make him bend over and Harry was all to willing to give him what he wanted. He grabbed Nero by the hair and waist and turned him over. “Fuck me potter” said Nero in a regal tone. Harry pressed the head of his dick on Nero’s asshole and found it wonderful wet. His dick slid right in, but the hole was still tight and Harry loves that above all. He gave a few slow thrust enjoying looking at his cock slide in out of Nero’s tight ass. Then he sped up. Nero screamed in pleasure. He arched his back as Harry fucked him faster and faster. He loved it when he pull his hair and rammed his cock in to his ass to let him know he wasn’t finished. Harry reached around and jacked Nero off at the same speed he was fucking him that was too much Nero gave on last moan and came all over Harry’s hand. Harry licked his fingers and found the sweetest taste. The taste and the sight of such purely white cum made Harry want cum too. He sped up his trust making Nero beg him not to stop. Then he exploded right in his tight ass. One shot, two shot, and three shot one after the other. Harry collapsed on the ground. Nero laid his head on Harry’s chest and they stayed like that for hours until they both fell asleep.
“Harry, Harry wake up mate.” a voice. Harry opened his eyes and looked around. He was back in the common room in the boy’s dorm. Ron Seamus and Hermione where all setting on the side of his bed looking at him. “About time” said Seamus? Harry was scared out of his mind. Had someone found him and Nero asleep in the prefect bathroom and both them back here, or had they come stumbling through the portrait hole in a drunken passionate embrace. “how did I… uh get back here” he said fearing the answer. “don’t your remember Harry.” said Hermione “you when to the library to find Nero and ended up falling asleep.” Ron nodded.
“Nero saw you on his way back and carried you all the way to you bed.”
Ron pointed at his bed and there was Nero sound asleep. “I let him have my bed and I slept on the couch down stairs.” said Ron massaging his neck. Harry realized he was wearing a clean and dry school uniform. His hair had been combed and his glasses were shined. “Come on you two” said Hermione. “Seamus has already left without us. Harry got up then paused. “What about Nero.” he said looking as his secret lover. ““We tried to wake him up three hours ago and he wouldn’t budge he would just roll over hiss at us then go back to sleep.” said Ron. Harry couldn’t keep his mind off Nero as he Ron and Hermione made their way to the grate hall for breakfast.
Nero smiled in his sleep
To be continued

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Wendy’s Gang Rape (part 2)

Wendy’s Gang Rape (part 2)
Wendy staggered in the direction of her house, which was still a good mile away, looking down at the ground as if in a trance. The special place between her legs felt like it was on fire from the abuse it had just endured. Semen ran from it down her legs producing traces through the dust on her skin making her legs look stripped. She held her tattered dress together as best she could, still clutching her precious spelling award, which was now broken in two.
Suddenly a huge shadow loomed in front of her. She looked up to see Mr. Patterson who owned the orange orchard standing there with his hands on his hips. Wendy was relieved and happy to see someone she knew from her father’s church and began to speak but someone grabbed her arms from behind and a very large hand covered her mouth and nose. It pressed down so hard that she couldn’t breathe and she started to panic. At six foot four inches Mr. Patterson was towering figure. He looked down at her with a large evil grin saying, “We were watching you fuck your wet back friends, and saw how much you were enjoying it Wendy. So my boys and I didn’t think that you would mind giving us a little poke at that holeyer than thou little pussy of yours. I’d always heard about you preacher’s daughters and now I know it’s true. Hoist her up boys.” And with that she felt two pair of strong arms grab her arms, reach under her knees and raise her off the ground.
Mr. Paterson grabbed the front of Wendy’s dress and ripped the last shreds of it off. Her tits bounced as they caught in her dress sprang free as it was ripped from her. They were scratched with visible hand prints her previous rapists had squeeze them and deep bite marks around the nipples. “You little whore. So you like it rough.” Mr. Paterson said looking down at Wendy’s chest. He took the pieces of the spelling award that she was clutching, looked at it and said, “Spelling award, I didn’t know they gave out awards for spelling Mexican.” And tossed it aside. Next he took a large piece of her dress wadded it up in a tight ball and when the hand was removed from her mouth shoved the clothe in. Wendy struggled to free herself but she was already exhausted from the Mexicans gang rape. She was lifted into the air by her knees, which were pulled up and out forcing her into a spread-sitting position just above cock height. Mr. Patterson unbuttoned the two shoulder straps of his overalls and stepped forward. Wendy looked down at his erect 10” cock. Her eyes opened wide at the sight and she tried desperately to speak. Mr. Paterson rammed the tattered piece of dress deeper into her mouth and then guided his huge cock up towards her abused swollen pussy lips. She could hear laughter all around her. She let out a deep long grunt as Mr. Patterson rammed his cock up into her sore pussy. He thrust up so hard that the full 10” of his thick swollen cock impaled the helpless 12-year-old girl. Mr. Paterson groaned as his balls slapped her bare wet ass. Air escaping from her stretched pussy as the huge cock plunged into depths making a bubbling fart sound as the thick white Mexicans seed rushed out and made a long dangling string as it dripped to the dusty ground below.
Wendy let out three or four muffled short screams. Mr. Paterson looked over her head and said, “Yeah Mitch do her ass.” She knew Mitch; she liked him, he was 19 and the oldest of the boys, standing about an inch taller than Mr. Patterson. She struggled as much as she could being held by the other two boys. Wendy didn’t understand what Mr. Patterson meant, “do what with her bottom?” She thought. She had never heard of anal sex and didn’t understand how these men that she had known all of her life could be doing what they were doing to her.
She felt a hard thing slide between the cheeks on her bottom. It felt strangely slimy because of all the wet stuff in her rear crack from the Mexicans. It slid up and down her crack a few times, then as the two boys lifted her up the hard thing stuck straight up at the entrance to her poop hole but she still didn’t realize what it could be. The two boys let her drop back down and the rod started sliding into her pooper. Wendy’s face turned bright red and a long deep grunt came from deep in her throat. Mr. Patterson looked down at Wendy, her body was pressed tightly between the two men facing Mr. Paterson with her head tilted back, red faced and grunting like she was pushing something big out. He laughed at the sight and said, “I don’t think the little bitch has ever had a cock up the ass before. You’ve been letting the Mexicans just fuck you up the pussy? You little hore, you disserve everything that you’re going to get.” The weight of her body pressing down made Mitch’s cock slowly impale the helpless young girl. It kept slowly sliding deeper into her virgin ass until it stopped inside her belly with only 3” in and another 6 to go. Mitch said, “Hey Pop, it won’t go any deeper.” “Well then hold the little bitch by the hips and Ram it in the rest of the way.” Mr. Patterson barked. Mitch grabbed her hips; his large hands nearly went all the way around her waist. He pushed his huge cock upwards with all his strength and for a moment nothing seemed to happen, but when he pushed a second time suddenly there was the sound of a muffled, “pop” inside Wendy’s belly, like a knuckle popped deep inside her. She suddenly gasped for air and then there was nothing for a moment, just a look of total surprise, then the deepest, longest female grunt that the men had ever heard as Mitch’s rod slid deep into her depts, invading her poop hole completely.
They started fucking her rhythmically, bouncing the helpless young girl between them. Mitch grabbed her by the legs and told his two brothers, “Pop and I can take it from here” They let her legs go as the two men fucked away pounding away at both her now bleeding holes. Wendy just stared straight up toward the sky and grunted in rhythm with her two rapists. She could feel the men’s two huge dicks so deep inside, it felt like they were in her tummy. She still didn’t understand why they were doing this to her. She was always taught that you only had sex with someone that you were married to. She thought, “Why was Mr. Patterson and Mitch doing this? Were all the men in the church going to do things like this to her now” then suddenly both men started to moan and their rhythm changed, they both rammed upward at the same time. They pushed together so tightly that she could no longer breath, then Mr. Paterson grunted and next Mitch did the same. Wendy felt the thump of Mr. Paterson’s cock in her pussy first and a second later Mitch’s cock thumped up inside her pooper and then the warmth as both men pumped their seed deep inside her, thump thump… thump thump… thump thump. She could feel Mr. Paterson’s warm seed filling her whom again just like the Mexicans had done, but now she could feel her rear filling too. Wendy grunted and moaned in rhythm as her pooper filled with a man’s sperm for the first time in her life.
Both men were grunting and squirting harder than they ever had before. The thought how the sweet young blond haired, blue-eyed girl that they had been watching in church singing in the choir and dreaming about for so many years was now helplessly being pressed tightly between them with their cocks buried deep inside her, pumping their cream. Mitch now holding her from behind by her bent knees could feel the softness of her skin as he pressed his body against hers. Each thump of his cock and huge squirt of semen was like heaven. In front Mr. Paterson marveled at Wendy’s tits, how large they were and how good they felt smashed against his lower chest. Both men looked down between them at Wendy’s red face, her mouth stuffed with cloth, staring straight up as her eyes bulged and a stream of tears ran back towards her ears. How she seemed to be grunting in rhythm with both men’s squirts of semen, a thought that only made them, squirt harder.
After what seemed like an eternity to Wendy the squirting slowed and finally stopped. “WOW! What a fucking good cunt” Mr. Paterson said breathing heavily. “Her ass is tighter than shit too!” Echoed Mitch. Wendy didn’t have time to catch her breath as Mr. Paterson and Mitch each took a knee and an arm in their grasp and the other two boys took the front and rear positions. “I want her pussy.” Said 16-year-old James as he unzipped his genes, took his 9” erection in hand and positioned it at the entrance cunt. Wendy couldn’t believe that James could do this to her. He had always been a friend and they had sung in the choir together. “He couldn’t really do this to her” She thought, “and Matt his younger brother was in her class at school. The played together every day at recess. He was a little older than her but he’d always been so nice.
She felt another hard rod sliding up and down her butt crack. This time she knew what it was, Matt’s cock. James looked deep into Wendy’s eyes and said, “I’ve always dreamed about fucking your sweet cunt Wendy and now I’m going to pump your pussy full.” The two men holding her legs lowered her down and she could feel the pressure of Matt’s cock as her anus resisted. James cock started sliding up into his little piece of heaven, Wendy’s cunt, then suddenly Matt’s cock forced it’s way into her ass and both cocks began their long slow painful journey into the depths of the young girls belly. Wendy could feel the two cocks dragging on the walls of her pussy and especially in her ass. Her face began to get red again as she grunted from all the pressure of Matt’s anal invasion.
She heard Mr. Paterson say, “So Matt, how does she feel?” “OOOHHHhh Mmman she feellllss ggggooodd” Replied Matt in a shaky voice. Her rear invader finally hit bottom as she felt the two boys balls smash together against her crotch. She felt herself being bounced between the them as they fucked her. The sound of grunting and moaning filled the air as both boys fucked a girl for the first time, and they took Wendy extra hard because of who she was, the preacher’s daughter. They, like their brother and father had grown up watching Wendy in church and in school. Dreaming of doing to her just what they were now doing, fucking her.
Being so young and inexperienced the boys couldn’t last. After only a few minutes they both exploded into her, pumping wad after wad of their extra thick hot young boy cum deep into Wendy’s belly. They pulled their cocks out followed by what seemed to be gallons of thick white and pink baby seed dropping to the ground in long slimy strings. They let Wendy’s legs go and she stood wobbling barely able to stand. Sperm mixed with blood still running down the inside of her legs in streams. Mr. Paterson motioned to the boys and two of them grabbed Wendy by the arms and knees again pulling her into a reclined sitting position. Mr. Paterson broke a branch about 2” in diameter and 4 feet long from a nearby orange tree. She watched as he took out his pocketknife and began to whittle at one end making a sharp point like a spear. When he finished he walked up between Wendy’s legs and pointed it at her swollen red bleeding pussy lips. He Looked up at Wendy’s face and said, “This is going to really hurt, but it will give you some small idea of what could happen.” Wendy shook her head and tried to beg him not to do what ever he going to, his tone of voice scared her. Wendy could only watch helplessly as Mr. Paterson slowly moved the point closer to her special place. As the rough whittled tip of her torturers spear moved through her already sore pussy lips and began its journey up her vagina pain shot through her body like nothing she had ever felt before. It was as if it were covered with sand paper. Suddenly the tip reached her cervix. Wendy screamed so loud and hard that the cloth fell out of her mouth, but he didn’t stop there. He felt the resistance and knew exactly what it was. He looked up at Wendy’s face and twisted the shaft as he pushed the tip through her cervix. Wendy screamed as she felt something tearing inside. It felt like her insides were on fire. Then the pressure stopped as he released the invading rod. The boys stood her straight up again still holding her arms.
Mr. Paterson said, “Look between you legs Wendy.” She looked down and gasped and what she saw, the wooden rod was hanging from her pussy with blood running down it. Mr. Patterson reached down and grabbed the branch shoving it further up inside Wendy then again twisting it. Wendy screamed and Matt covered her mouth muffling it. Mr. Paterson put a hand on each side of Wendy’s face grabbing her by the ears saying, “Wendy if you tell anyone what happened here today we’ll finish ramming this stick up your cunt right into you belly. Now you wouldn’t want that would you?” Crying, moaning and whimpering, Wendy shook her head. “Ok then I’ll take you to the Hospital and the boys can report this terrible crime to the Sheriff. You know how those wetbacks rapped you and rammed that stick up your pussy. Right? Said Mr. Paterson. Wendy nodded her head, crying uncontrollably with a conquered look in her eyes.
“Oh yes, and as soon as you get better, you know, from this terrible Mexican rape, the boys and I will want to see you every night after school. Just to make sure that you aren’t fucking any more Mexicans.” Mr. Paterson said with a loud laugh…

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I’M WITH THE BAND 2

The continuing adventures of Gina and her quest to party (mostly on her back, legs spread) with her favorite band. This time, Gina’s got the music, and the band, and a whole lot of friends of the band, in her, and a guy named Sean, oh, and a guy with a really big dick, like really big. This story is dedicated to Sean who really likes his job.

Returning Chapter 02

Thank you for the pointers and comments on the first chapter. please continue I tried to make sure I did not make the same mistakes again.
There was one reader that commented about the number of dead. My answer to this is that Rhys is a Warmage and though he does not fully understand what this means yet he is fully trained as an Armsmaster, a master of unarmed combat and a Mage that has skills in spells of mass destruction. The Lithan are just little more than wild animals that have learned how to make stone axes. The equivalent fight would be an armed Samurai fighting cave men. The Lithan would have no skills to avoid him in combat at all. The numbers may be fantastic but not impossible. Later when his magic comes into play the the samurai would be so low compared to him that it would take at least as many of them to harm him. The only real defense against him would be strong magic and he will face a lot of that in the end. He also is not limitless. His limits will be tested in a near future chapter (6 I believe, and yes they are already roughed in I am roughing in 7 tonight. it just takes time to get my proofreader and main critic to stop reading her books and read my chapters. :P) If the Lithan had been trained warriors I would not have expected him to take more than around a hundred without the use of magic and no more than two or three of the master ranks.
The soft core words have more to do with the mindset than the explicit nature of the sex. In the time frame of swords and sorcery, words like Cunt, Cock, fuck and such were not commonly known or used. I feel that those words would destroy the mood of the story. If I am wrong time will tell and I will change the style a little. I am fully versed in hardcore language and stories of a more modern time will have it well used. Admittedly Rhys would think in those terms in the beginning but I felt it would confuse the story too much to switch down from hard to soft later. Also Rhys is a bit of a romantic at heart. If more people would prefer the hardcore words let me know in the comments.
As for Likka, alas she is Rhys’ oldest companion and has loved him since childhood. More on that later. Their relationship started as one of comfort as she is the last of her breed and he was the only Warmage. Morgana did not come along until he was a full adult and already at war with the Mage Kings and by then they had taken to hiding what she is. Now I am giving to much of the story away I think.
As for the story, things are starting to heat up we meet Father in this chapter and find a little more about Rhys. We also start to learn some of the man that is Rhys how he thinks and what values he holds.
Again please comment and let me know about errors. I have been writing for years for my own enjoyment and my decision to let others read my tales has come from the advice of someone who told me that a story shared is a story enjoyed more than once.
Thanx
Brootforce
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I awoke in the morning with Missa still spooned up in front of me. I climbed carefully out of the bed so as not to wake her.
As I returned from the outhouse she sat up in the bed “Good morning sir. I don’t want to leave but I have morning duties in the common room.”
I walked over and kissed her, “Thank you Missa.”
I got dressed in clean clothes and placed my weapons about me. Once I was ready and looked presentable I headed down to the common room for breakfast.
As I walked into the common room a group of the young bargirls were standing with Missa to one side and they all started giggling as they looked at me. Trying not to show my slight embarrassment I walked over to a table towards the back of the room. I no sooner sat down when Missa came over with a platter with ham, eggs, bread and cheese on it. Peotter was behind her with a platter of raw meat for Likka. When Peotter stood up I held out a gold coin to him. “As I promised, it was all there.”
He took the coin as he stared at me, then he clutched it in his hand and ran off to the back. Then the barman Kinal came over to the table with a pitcher of fresh squeezed orange juice and a glass. As he went to move away I set five more of the gold coins on the table, “I will be staying another day if it is not an inconvenience for you.”
“No inconvenience at all sir.” He said as the coins disappeared into his apron. He quickly walked away. I turned to look at Missa staring at me. “Would you like something?” I said as I pointed to the platter with more food on it than I could eat in a weak.
She smiled at me as she sat down in the chair beside me. “Sir, May I ask a favor of you?” she whispered as she looked down.
I reached out and cupped her chin as I held her face up and looked her in the eyes. “Missa I have taken you to my bed, I believe you have earned the right to look me in the eyes and ask for what you want. The worst I will do to you is say no.”
She smiled, “Would you purchase my mom for the night tonight sir? I want her to feel what I felt just once in her life.”
“What is her name?”
“Miska.”
“Is she a bargirl like you?”
“She was but the men say she is too old and ugly now.”
“Will you ask her to come to me when she has a free moment please? But before you do, why don’t you and the other girls over there help me eat this wonderful breakfast.”
The other girls had heard me and came walking over. I motioned for them to sit and motioned for the barman to bring over more plates and such. Soon the girls were all eating and laughing. A little blue eyed blond girl looked at me, “Is it true sir you gave Missa so much pleasure she passed out?”
“I think Missa has been telling tales, what kind of man would be so mean as to pleasure a girl till she passed out?” I asked arching an eyebrow.
Missa looked up from her ham and said “The best kind.”
All the girls laughed.
As we were all laughing and talking Miska entered the room, I motioned with my hand for her to come and sit down. As she sat down the barman brought over a plate and silverware for her. As she was eating I reached into my pouch and pulled out two gold coins. “Would you do me the pleasure of joining me in my room tonight Miska?”
“I’m sure sir one of these younger girls would be more to your taste.”
“I didn’t ask them I asked you.”
She reached out tentatively towards the coins, “I will be happy to join you sir.”
“Rhys, my name is Rhys.” I said quietly. All of the girls looked at me wide eyed. I looked back and said “Never be afraid of a name. The man I am named after was a great man.”
“That name was outlawed by the mage kings. They have slain anyone with that name for the last six thousand years.”
“I am here so that isn’t completely true is it?”
“I would say it isn’t true now but was for a long time.” A deep voice said from behind the girls. I looked up to see a person covered from head to foot in a dark hooded robe, nothing of skin could be seen.
“You would be the one they call father?”
“Yes Rhys and you and I must speak in private for a time, if the ladies will excuse us…”
After we were in my room I turned to the hooded figure “So why are you disguised as a man?”
“I should have known my disguise wouldn’t fool you Rhys you always could see through them.” As she spoke she pulled back the hood and unwrapped the black cloth from her face. She had short blond hair with a gold circlet across her forehead. Here eyes were sky blue and her features would have made most supermodels jealous. “Why have you come back Rhys? The Mage kings have tightened their hold so tight in the north that even the very rocks are bleeding. Your name carries a death sentence, and if they found out you were in this town they would level it and kill everyone in it.”
“I don’t know I came back because Morgana pulled me back.”
A sharp intake of breath caused me to look at her. “She couldn’t have Rhys. It’s not possible.”
“Why not?”
“The mage kings caught her almost five hundred years ago; they turned her into a statue. I am sorry Rhys but your wife is dead.”
“My wife?”
A look of surprise crossed her face. “How can you not know she is your wife, everyone knew that?”
As her hand went for her sword Morgana appeared in the room. “Taina, Rhys you don’t have time to doubt each other, you both must be in the central kingdoms before the next full moon, and you must be together. From here you must go to the town of Feck it is east of here. In Feck find the one they call The Shadow. Taina leave your disguises behind you are Armsmaster Taina once again. If this all works the mage kings will be no more inside the year.” With that said Morgana turned to Rhys. “I miss you my love. Weep not for me, but remember me.”
As she disappeared Rhys looked at the space she had been standing and whispered softly “I can’t remember you.”
Likka looked up from the floor and muttered “And the collecting begins.”
“What do you mean collecting?”
“Rhys no matter where you go you collect a trail of women behind you. It has always been this way.”
“Why didn’t you tell me she was my wife?”
“Because there is still enough you in there that you would have moved heaven and earth to find her.”
“I never would have cheated on her if I had known.”
“Yes you would have she knows who you are and has always accepted you as you are. She has even joined you and I in bed many times.”
“She knows and accepts?”
“I think the proper word is encourages. She knows a man like you has appetites that no one woman can satisfy.”
“And if one of them were to get pregnant?”
“She would have a baby to love; she cannot have children of her own.”
I turned to face Taina. “I will need a general merchant we are going to need some traveling supplies. Do you have a horse?”
“No and there will be someone else traveling with us.”
“Who?”
“My daughter Laina.”
“I need a good merchant to buy horses from then. Do you need weapons?”
“Weapons I have.”
“Pack anything you need we can’t exactly come back after we leave. Be sure and pee before you leave the house. We leave in the morning be here for breakfast at sixth hour…”
After a day of going from merchant to merchant buying supplies and horses, I found myself enjoying a large meal in the common room of the inn. Several of the girls were sitting at my table eating with me. I looked over to see one of the girls, Kimberly I believe, bringing ale to a group of men at one of the tables. The man on the end pulled the girl down into his lap causing her to spill his ale all over him. He stood up yanking her to her feet and pulled his hand back to backhand her. That is where his hand stayed as he screamed. My reaction had been as natural as it was instinctive. A snap of my arm and one of the flechettes in my sleeve dropped into my hand a flick of my wrist and it went through his hand and pinned it to the beam behind him.
As I stood and strode across the room he managed to yank his hand off the barbed flechette and turn to face me. “Apologize to Kimberly for spilling your drink on her dress.”
“To hell with you, this isn’t your town; as soon as you are gone I will come back and…” One of his friends started to get up until five of the flechettes outlined his hand on the table. He wisely decided a sip of his ale was much more important right then.
“If I even think that you have come back here to hurt one of them, I will come back here and I will find you. When I do I will cut small pieces off of you till you beg me to die.”
“I am not scared of you warrior. You won’t hurt me because you won’t be here.”
“Your right I won’t be here. So I guess I will just have to make sure the girls are secure before I leave. Kimberly, do you know of a troop of mercenaries in town? Ones that have a good reputation?”
“Yes Rhys.”
“Go find me their leader and tell him I have a job for them. Kinal!”
Kinal came running to me, “Yes sir.”
“Are you the owner of this establishment?”
“Nay sir Momma Kith is the owner. She is the lady that does all the cookin’.”
“Please ask her to come out and sit with me for a bit. I have a business deal for her.”
Fifteen minutes later Kimberly returned to find me sitting at the table with Momma Kith. “Rhys this is Captain Mitch of the Mercenaries guild.”
I extended my hand to Captain Mitch, “Good evening sir, please sit and enjoy the food with us, they seem to think I eat enough for twenty people when I sit down.”
He sat and quickly speared a slab of the roast and put it on his plate. “The girl said you had a job for mercenaries. You will pardon sir but I was on the wall when you fought the Lithan, if there is anything out there you can’t fight I don’t know how much help my men will be.”
“Well captain I can’t fight them if I am not there. So how much does the guild charge per man?”
“Ten lead coins per man per day.”
Some quick math in my head and then reached into my pouch and pulled out four stacks of four gold coins. “Then that should buy me sixteen men for fifty years roughly.”
The Mercenaries eyes lit up as the gold hit the table. “Sir what do you need men for that is going to take that long.”
“I need them for protection for this inn and the people that work here. I do not like seeing women mistreated and the men here can get rough. If a patron hurts someone they are to be bounced through the door, I am indifferent to whether or not it is opened first.” I then stacked another sixteen gold coins onto the table.
“What is that for sir?”
“If one of the mercenaries hurts one of these people four gold coins is the price on his head, dead or alive.”
“I think we have an understanding sir. When do you want them to start?”
“Tonight. Momma Kith you are going to continually have guards here and they will need to eat while on duty.” I pulled out another set of sixteen coins and placed in front of her. “This will cover their food costs so they are no burden to you, but no hard drinks while they are on duty. Does everyone understand what I have set up here?”
The Mercenary nodded but Momma Kith looked at me and said, “I am not looking for a partner.”
“I will not be a partner this place is still yours. I am just making sure the girls here are protected. I am paying the mercenaries to guard and protect you and your family here.”
“What do you get out of this?”
“Friends.”
As I stood up to head to my room the mercenary looked at the pouch on my hip. “That pouch is not big enough to hold all that gold.” My laughter echoed through the room as I walked up the stairs…
I was getting my gear ready for leaving the town in the morning when there was a timid knock at my door. I strode over and opened the door to find Miska standing there with her head down. “Please come in Miska.”
She stepped into the room as I closed the door behind her. “Sir I know my daughter asked you to buy me for the night,” she held out her hand with the two gold coins lying in her palm.
I reached out to cup her chin in the palm of my hand and lift her face. “Are you telling me you do not wish to bed me tonight Miska?”
“No sir but I am still a woman with some pride left and I will not accept pity.”
“There is no pity in my heart for you. You are an attractive woman and you are who I want in my bed this night.” I reached out and closed the fingers of her hand over the coins. “Whether you stay with me or go to your own room for the night the coins are yours. If you leave I will spend the night alone. If you stay then I will enjoy your charms for as long as you will lend them to me.”
She looked into my eyes. “Do you really think I am attractive sir.”
“My name is Rhys.” I whispered as I pulled her to me and placed my lips on hers. At first she was tense but as the kiss continued I could feel her relax into my arms. I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to the bed while she giggled like a school girl.
I tossed her onto the bed and then began to strip out of my clothing as fast as I could. By the time my gun belt was on the bed post she was naked in the bed and waiting for me. I leaned into her and kissed her again a long deep kiss that she returned with a passion that nearly consumed me. When we came up for air I kissed my way down her neck and chest to her breasts. I took her right nipple into my mouth and began to nibble and suck on it. She moaned in pleasure as I moved back and forth on her breasts for a while. When I began to kiss downward she moaned louder and louder the further down I went. When I moved my face between her legs she was literally dripping onto the bed. I ran my tongue up the junction of her right leg and the skin of her mound then down the left side. For about ten minutes I licked all around her flower but never touched it until she was whimpering for more.
When I thought I had her in a near frenzy I touched the tip of my tongue to her clit, her legs slammed shut like a bear trap and she screamed. The spray that came from her soaked me from my hair to halfway down my chest. I wet the fingers on both of my hands in the puddle that was forming below her. I waited for her legs to relax then I dove deeper sucking her clit into my mouth and pushing two fingers into her womanhood and one into her rosebud. He legs slammed shut while she screamed out an animalistic noise and again I was sprayed but most of it made it into my mouth this time. She began to buck wildly into my face and her fingers entwined into my hair. As she began to relax I hooked the finger in her flower upward rubbing the spongy flesh inside her and twisted the finger in her butt back and forth as I nipped her clit with my teeth. She sprayed me a third time as she tried to twist away from me moaning. When she settled on her stomach she had fainted. I looked down at her back as she lay there and saw a tracery of ragged scars all across her back bottom and legs. She was covered from her shoulders to her knees with whip scars.
About five minutes later her eyes fluttered open and she rolled over to look at me. “What did you do to me? I have never orgasmed that hard in my life and never had more than one in a single week. You made me cum three times and you haven’t even entered me yet.”
“I tried to give you pleasure so that I would feel worthy of receiving my pleasure from you.” I said as I leaned down to kiss her again.
She giggled as she ran her fingers down my chest, “I do believe you will need a bath in the morning Rhys.”
“Only if you take one with me.” I said as I began to move over her. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I positioned myself. Her eyes grew to the size of half dollars as my pulsing staff entered her. The moan that came from her sounded like the sound of a wild animal. Within seconds she began to moan louder and louder until it was almost a scream. When her legs squeezed tight around me I felt her spray me again as she screamed out her pleasure. Five times she screamed her pleasure for the world to hear before I thrust into her and filled her womb with my seed as she felt my hot seed boil into her womb she screamed out one more time and then collapsed back onto the bed again. She lay there panting as she tried to catch her breath. I pulled back from her and she moaned in disappointment as I withdrew. Then her eyes lit up as my steel hard staff began pressing into her rosebud. She reached up and grabbed her legs and pulled them to her chest as she rocked her hips up. Her movement caused me to go balls deep in one stroke as she moaned out in pain and pleasure at the same time. I used long slow thrusts in and out as I reached down with my hand and began to pinch and tease her clit.
“Rhys do my ass!” she screamed out as she quivered into another orgasm. I ignored the giggles of the girls outside the door as I continued to thrust in and out. For almost thirty minutes I stroked into her as she orgasmed over and over thoroughly soaking me and the bed. As I began to thrust harder into her she moaned out “Oh gods Rhys fill my ass with your hot seed, I want to feel it running down my legs for days.” I let go and spurt after spurt filled her until it began to spray out around my manhood. A screaming orgasm ripped her again passed out on the bed below me.
I rolled off of Miska and moved her onto her side in front of me, “The show is over girls go to bed.” I spoke just loudly enough for the girls outside the door to hear. I heard them all scramble away from the door and run down the hall in both directions.
As I lay there behind her I reached out with my hand and began to trace my fingers along her scars on her back. As my finger slid down the scars they would disappear until only a thin line like a simple scratch was left behind, I knew these too would fade with time.
“That tickles.” She giggled out as her eyes began to flutter open.
“What happen?”
“A traveling noble was passing through and came to the inn; he purchased me for the night and lay with me. The next morning he told Momma Kith I was a lousy in bed and demanded his money back. Momma Kith had him thrown out of the inn. The next morning he showed up with a group of his own guards and had them drag me into the streets. They tied me to one of the lamp posts and his captain lashed me until I was nearly dead. One hundred lashes he gave me and then they rode off leaving me hanging from the post with my clothing and most of my skin flayed off. Momma Kith had me cut loose and paid what little money she had to have the healer keep me alive. All he would do for the money she had was keep me from dying.”
“What was this noble’s name Miska?”
“Edgar Winston. I will never forget his name or face. He was a duke from one of the northern towns. Bithmoore I think.”
“Sleep now Miska dream sweet dreams of peace and love.”
No sooner had I finished saying it and she was asleep. I looked up to see Likka staring at me. “I have seen that look in your eyes before Rhys we don’t have time to go hunting spoiled nobles save it for opportunity.”
“He will pay Likka, when this is done I will find him and I will give him one hundred lashes for every person he has done this too, I will flay him to the bone.”
“I know you will Rhys because you care too much, that is why we love you, that is why they all come to love you…”
I awoke with the false dawn as Miska slipped from the bed, as she dressed she saw my eyes looking at her. “I will go get your bath ready.”
I climbed out of bed and after some stretching exercises grabbed my clothes for the day, gun belt and shaving kit. I walked to the out house to relieve myself the headed for the bathing room. Miska was standing there naked waiting for me as I slipped into the room.
I laid my clothing on the dressing table and my gun belt on the stool next to the bath. I climbed into the bath tub and when Miska stepped up with the scoop to wash my hair I caught her hand and pulled her into the tub in front of me. I took the scoop from her hand and began to wet her hair. I took the shampoo from the tray next to the bath and began to wash her hair. She started moaning lightly almost like a purr. I washed her slowly and with great tenderness until she was squeaky clean from head to toe. She then turned to me and began to wash me.
As she was washing my chest while kneeling over me in the tub Missa came in through the door. She smiled at me as she saw me sitting there and came over to check the water for heat. When she saw her mothers back she gasped. “Momma your back.”
Miska looked at her. “What honey what’s wrong with my back?”
“The scars are gone, all of them.”
Miska looked at me with wide eyes, “You not named after the Warmage are you?”
I put my finger to my lips in a shushing motion and then handed her back the washcloth as I leaned back. “Keep my secret for now; I have things to do before I go after the mage kings.”
Miska and Missa both bowed their heads, “Yes M’Lord.”
I reached out and pulled Miska’s head up, “Have I ever treated you like a servant?”
“No.”
“Then please don’t treat me like one of those arrogant nobles.”
“Yes M’Lord… I mean Rhys.”
“Now I was rather enjoying our bath, and would ask you to continue.” She smiled at me and went back to washing my chest. Missa walked over and kissed my cheek.
“Thank you Rhys. Momma needed to feel like a woman again.”
“I did not do anything to make her feel like a woman Missa, I just wanted to share her company and saw something that needed to be fixed. It is who I am, I fix things…”
After the ladies had gone down to the common room I went back to my room to armor up and get ready. I noticed that the packs and saddle were gone from my room. Likka told me Peotter had taken them down to get Reaper ready.
I slipped down the servants stairs at the inn and searched on the first floor until I found Miska’s room. I slipped in unnoticed and pulled the covers back on her neatly made bed. I placed on her sheets twenty gold coins and then made the bed again and slipped out. With the coins was a note that read “Keep the girls safe. All of them.”
As we rode out of the town, Taina and her daughter talked lightly back and forth, Laina was a boisterous youth of about eighteen years old that swore no man would ever tame her because she was going to be an Armsmaster like her mother.
At one point when Laina rode ahead a little bit I turned to Taina. “Where is her father?”
“He was a mercenary and died in the wars when she was just a baby, she does not even remember him.”
“She is a bit head strong; I’ll bet she has been a handful for you.”
“She is the light of my life, but there are times I wish I could turn her off like a lamp at night.”
I chuckled quietly. “How long have I known you Taina?”
“I was a girl of Laina’s age when you left; you had found me in the mercenary camps of the Mage Kings a few years before. I had been scheduled to be distributed to one of the men. I was lying in my cage squalling when you came in to pick me up and tell me I would be alright. You held me tight against you all night and carried me back to your camp where you handed me to Morgana. I was sure you were going to take me that night, but when you came in that night you kissed me on the forehead and told me I would be starting training with the group’s Armsmaster in the morning. Then you simply lay down and went to sleep. I stayed awake half the night just watching you; you were so different than any man I ever met, even my own father that had given me to the mercenaries to buy his own escape. A few days later I saw you in combat for the first time, Morgana told me you were a Warmage. I watched you take out whole swaths of enemy forces as if they were but straws before a hurricane. I wanted to be like you but Morgana told me I had no magic in me. She did say if I trained hard I could be an Armsmaster. I couldn’t believe that your forces allowed women to fight let alone be Armsmasters.”
“I trained hard and then the mage kings managed to outflank us, you made that dreadful bargain with them to spare the forces that were left. We had all vowed to die with you, damn you and you walked away to keep us alive. You promised them you would leave until the First Star winked out. Here you are back though and the First Star still burns bright in the heavens.”
I started chuckling.
“What is so funny?”
“I did not tell them I would leave till The First Star winked out; I told them I would leave until the first star winked out. A star has died in the heavens Taina it was the first since I left. This time it will be different. There will be no war it will be me against them. It is time I learned the true extent of my abilities. Likka start talking.”
“The sky is blue, the grass is green, you’re the warmage, not the queen.”
“Likka now is not the time to avoid questions. What am I capable off?”
“No one knows Rhys not even you; I have seen you shatter the walls of a city with a wave of your hand. I have seen you stand alone against ten thousand enemies and walk away the only survivor. I have seen you speak a word and cause thousands of lightning bolts to strike from the sky and only hit your enemies. But until a few days ago I have never seen you have the fine control it takes to heal someone. Something changed in you while you were gone, something fundamental. I don’t know if you are stronger now or weaker. I do know that your memories are returning and you don’t realize it. You act more like the old Rhys every day.”
“Why did I walk away?”
“The forces against you would have destroyed your army before you could kill them all. You walked away so that they could live.”
“Where is Morgana being kept?”
“She is gone Rhys, they turned her to stone and the Arch Magus has her in his tower. She told me where she was and told me to keep you away until it was all over.”
“Where is it Likka?”
“North of the imperial city.”
“As soon as we collect the others we need we will head there. Just you and I. and I go in alone.”
“Good luck with that…”
As we made camp that evening Laina was bragging about everyone that she could beat in a sword fight in the town of Quinn. “I can take the captain of the guard, and the governor. I bet I could even beat you.”
Taina stiffened and looked at me. “You need to retract that statement Laina.”
“Why momma you trained me to make sure I could defend myself against anyone.”
“There are certain people that could still take you down little one and you never know who they are. Now apologize to Rhys and retract your statement.”
“No! Rhys I formally challenge you, first one to yield wins.”
“Laina!”
I looked at Laina, “You should go set your tent and get ready to rest.”
“What’s wrong are you afraid? I challenged you; I set the prize of challenge. If I win I get those fancy swords on your back.”
“And If I win?”
“It doesn’t matter you wont win.”
“Yes it does matter.”
“Very well if you win you can have me to do as you will for the night.”
Taina turned pale “Laina retract your challenge now.”
I looked at Taina “She can’t now her honor has been set; if she retracts she forfeits the prize.” I looked back at Laina “Over there and choose your weapon wisely.”
I stood up and set my bow aside, then strode to the area I had indicated. On the way there I picked up a fallen branch from a tree. I snapped the end off of the branch over my knee leaving a stick about three feet long and two inches in diameter.
Laina came and stood in front of me with her long sword drawn laughing at my choice of weapons. She stepped forward and swung at my right hand with the flat of her blade. I dropped my hand under her attack and back swung my stick to strike her hand hard enough that she dropped her sword. As she tried to jump forward to retrieve her weapon my foot shot out and swept her legs out from under her. When she rolled on her back to try and get up it was to see me standing over her with her sword pointing at her throat. “Do not force me to hurt you Laina, yield and put your pride back where it belongs.”
“If I yield you could.”
“Your right and I will. So do I need to hurt you badly before you yield and make you night extremely painful or do you put up with the pain that is normal for this night?”
She gulped and looked at the sword at her throat then said meekly, “I yield.”
I flipped her sword around and handed it to her hilt first. When she took her sword back I helped her up and told her, “Now go over there and help us get the camp set up before nightfall.”
When she went to the fire she looked at her mother. “Mom you won’t let him do anything to me will you.”
“Yes I will, you decided to brag and spout your mouth off, now you have to live with what it got you, If he wants to use your mouth, pussy or ass tonight he will do as he pleases.” Taina spat out in anger.
Laina started crying as she went about setting up her tent…
As we finished eating the rabbits that Likka had brought to us, I looked at Laina. “Go down to the stream and clean yourself up, then go into my tent get your clothes off and climb into my blankets and wait for me.”
When Laina went down to the stream Taina looked at me. “Please Rhys be gentle with her. She has never been with a man before.”
I reached over and lifted Taina’s face in my hand. “Did I ever take you by force?”
“No.”
“I will not take her by force either. She will lay awake in my tent by herself all night in fear of my coming. But that is all she will get is a healthy dose of fear. I will never take a woman that does not come to me willingly.”
Taina hugged me and whispered “Thank you. You’re still the man I remember after so long.”
“Now I am going to wander off into those woods and look around a bit. Likka will help alert you if something comes into camp…”
The next morning I was sitting next to the fire with a small pig creature called a Rooter roasting on a spit. I looked over as Taina crawled out of her tent she looked over and smiled at me before slipping off into the woods. Before she came back Laina slipped out of my tent and stood there staring at me for a few minutes before slipping off into to woods.
Both girls came back from their morning needs and sat down near the fire. I could almost feel Laina wanting to ask a question. “Spit it out Laina before you drive yourself crazy trying to figure out the answer.”
“Why didn’t you take me last night?”
“I never take an unwilling woman to my bed. If you had come to me in the night on your own it would have been a much different night.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me that so I could sleep?”
“You needed the dose of fear so that you would think a little more clearly about who you challenge and for what next time.”
Her mother looked at her, “Laina this man is the greatest warrior I have ever met, he could take me down just as fast as he did you and I am a full Armsmaster. Do you remember the stories from the town about the warrior that killed all those Lithan at the gates? This is him.”
“Did you really just jump over the wall and into them?”
“I think the story got a little exaggerated with the telling, I am sure it was not twenty-one hundred Lithan I killed.” I mumbled feeling a little embarrassed.
“Twenty-one hundred and thirty-four, I was on the clean up detail to remove the bodies.” Taina murmured.
I just shook my head and threw a little salt and pepper on the pig.
“I need you tonight.” Likka thought to me.
“You might as well show them Likka they are going to be traveling with us a long time and they are going to get curious about you after you start your screaming in my tent.”
I did not even think it was possible for a wolf to blush but Likka did a damn good imitation of blushing. “What is wrong with Likka?” Laina asked looking at the wolf trying to hide her face.
“I embarrassed her and she is doing her best not to show it.”
Likka stood up and became a woman as she walked over to sit in my lap. When she sat down she put her finger rather pointedly into my chest and said out loud, “I will figure out a way to get you back for that one Rhys.”
Taina and Laina both just stared in shock…
As we rode during the day I spoke with the ladies about Likka being a familiar and that we could talk in our heads, I explained about that other world that seamed so long ago now. I explained about the amnesia and the fact that I could not remember my life here from before but things seamed so familiar to me and that I sometimes seamed to remember things.
The movement in the trees caught my eye as we rode, I thought at first it was a bird but the shape was wrong it almost looked like a thick bodied lizard with wings. “Pindragons.” Likka commented with distaste in her mental voice.
“Why the distaste?”
“They are the rats of the skies, they breed like rabbits and will eat almost anything.”
There was a loud scream off in the woods and before it even ended I was riding hard in its direction. Likka was on Reaper’s heals the ladies a short distance behind. I broke into the clearing at a dead run on Reaper as I drew my pistol. I took in the situation in a flash.
The woman was tied face outward to a tree her clothing ripped and hanging leaving her front completely bare. There were twenty men standing in the clearing, one of them had his pants around his knees, they all turned to look at me as I burst into the clearing.
I fired a single shot through the head of the man with his pants down to make sure I had their undivided attention. As I holstered my pistol I called out, “every man better be running away or ready to fight.”
“The woman is ours we caught her.” One of the men said as others began to draw weapons.
“Consider her under my protection.” A said as I slid out of the saddle drawing one of my long swords.
The two men that had pulled out bows were first, a double flick of my left hand sent flechettes into the eyes of the first as the ladies burst into the clearing behind me. The second set of flechettes took the eyes of the second bowman as he released his arrow. His shot went wide and was headed for Laina. A step to the side and I plucked the arrow out of the air, spun and slammed it into the chest of the first man to reach me.
I drew one of the short swords in my left hand just as the brunt of them reached me. I slipped into the dance…
A few seconds later found me bending down next to the two blinded archers. “You have a choice to make, get up walk away and try to make a life as blind men or I give you a quick painless death.”
They made their choices and a minute later they lay there bleeding out from slices in their upper thighs.
As I approached the girl tied to the tree she began to scream and try to twist out of her bonds.
“I am not going to hurt you, and I think it would be a good idea if you didn’t hurt yourself.”
“Do you promise?” she asked as she stopped struggling.
“You have my word.” I said as I reached up to cut her loose. “Taina, would you bring a blanket for her to wrap around herself and then help her find some clothing in the packs.” As I turned to the ladies I realized they had not been idle during the fight each had killed at least three of the men.
Taina came up carrying a blanket that she wrapped around the girl and then looked at me, “Go clean up in the stream you are blood from head to foot, I would have been scared of you too if you had come at me with a knife looking like that.”
As I returned to the clearing Likka informed me they had moved back to the road to collect the pack horses and were rearranging the packs so they could put the new girl on one of them.
I stopped to look the clearing over one more time and the pile of rags the girl had had on for clothing caught my attention. I walked over to look at them and the first thing that caught my attention was her bottoms had been a pair of denim jeans. I then notice a backpack against a tree with a rifle the same make and model as mine. I picked up the rifle and slung it over my back and picked up the backpack. I bent down to look at the scraps that had been her jeans and thought odd I have never seen anyone wearing jeans here.
I checked the pockets and the first one I checked had a stiff card in it. I pulled it out and flipped it over; it was a Texas driver’s license. I turned and started running for the road.
I stepped out of the woods to see the girls shifting packs and bags. The new girl was sitting on a rock crying. I walked over to her carrying her rifle, pack and the torn jeans. I knelt down in front of her, “Elizabeth How did you get here?”
She looked at me with tears in her eyes, “Beth, my friends call me Beth.”
“OK Beth. How did you get here?”
“I am not even sure where here is, I have been walking for days and I have seen monsters and little dragons, I saw a creature that could only be called a unicorn. Then this morning I was ambushed by those men and they were going to rape me. Then I was rescued by a man who dresses like a renaissance actor and fights like a madman. Where is here?”
“This is the world of my birth like your world it is called Earth, but it is not your Earth. But I need to know how you got here Beth.”
“I was part of a search party for a man named Rhys that went missing while hunting hogs on his son’s property. We knew he had shot a hog and was trying to track it. On the second day of the search I came across a dead hog in the woods, so I started following its blood trail back. I stepped into a clearing to find what looked like a rip in the air, it was beautiful and I felt myself drawn to it. As I watched it, it kept getting smaller and smaller. I reached out to touch it and I blacked out, then I was here.”
“Beth you are going to have to travel with me until we can find a way to get you back home.” I held out her rifle. “Do you know how to use this?”
“Yes but I’m out of ammo; I used it all just trying to stay alive here.”
“Do you have the empty ammo box?”
“It’s in my backpack.”
I opened her backpack and dumped it out. Among the things that fell out were two empty ammo boxes and a large pistol it was a three fifty-seven magnum Colt Python long barrel. I picked up the box for the rifle and held it in my hand. I didn’t think about it I just did it. I pulled in my will power and focused on the box and spoke a single word, “Full.” I then repeated this with the ammo box for the Pistol. I handed her the pistol, Holster, and ammo boxes. “Load your weapons and keep them on you at all times. Never be more than five feet from the pistol even when you sleep.”
I stood up and walked back to the clearing and started checking the bodies, I found a serviceable short sword, a couple of long knives and a couple of boot knives, I also found her boots over near the tree she was tied too. I took these back to her.
By the time I got back Taina had her dressed in some of her spare clothes. I showed her how to strap the knives and sword into place and how to tuck the knives in her boots. “Lets put a few miles between us and that clearing before we stop for the night. Beth can you ride a horse?”
“Yes.”
“Mount up lets head out.”
Taina spoke to me softly, “Rhys are you sure she will be able to keep up with us we are going to have to be moving for a long time?”
“She will.”
Beth looked at me. “The man I was looking for was named Rhys.”
“You found me.”
“Not funny, the man I was looking for was a hundred years old.”
“I am much older than that Beth; I spent eighty years hiding on your earth. I came back to exact vengeance on some people.”
Likka looked up at me. “How do you always manage to collect women everywhere you go?”
“Just lucky I guess.” I thought back to her…
After diner that night I was preparing for bed when Taina walked up behind me and whispered. “May I join you tonight Rhys, I am in need battle always does it to me.”
“I have already promised Likka tonight.”
“I can share if she is willing.”
Likka thought to me, “Bring her Rhys you have enough for an army of women.”
I reached out, took her hand and led her to my tent. As she ducked down to crawl in Laina exclaimed behind us. “Mom!”
Then when Likka stood up as a woman and began to enter my tent Laina said in shock, “Mom!”
Taina stuck her head out of the tent and looked at Laina, “You have first watch come get me in a couple of hours” then pulled her head back in the tent.
I bent down and crawled into the tent, as I thought to myself I need a tent I don’t have to crawl into.
Once in the tent I had four hands on me removing my armor and weapons. Once I was naked we started removing Taina’s weapons and armor then Likka’s dress.
I leaned in to kiss Likka and she put her arms around me and accepted my tongue into her mouth. We kissed passionately for several minutes and then I turned to Taina. As our lips met I leaned in and started guiding her back onto the blankets I kept her locked to my lips as I felt her begin to quiver and writhe underneath me. A few seconds later she moaned and tensed in my arms and then she screamed into my mouth. As I let her go she looked into my eyes, “How did you make me orgasm and all you did was kiss me.”
“He’s talented.” Likka said as she giggled.
As Taina recovered I began to kiss down her throat and chest until I could get to her lovely breasts. I began to suckle at her breasts as she moaned in pleasure. As I felt her begin to quiver again I slid a finger into her dewy flower and message her clit. She began to shake and moan louder. When she was completely ready I nipped one of her nipples and squeezed her clit at the same time and she arched her back and screamed into her second orgasm. While she was still writhing in ecstasy I slipped down and pushed my tongue into her sweet womanhood. She screamed again as she tried to roll over and away. As soon as she was on her side I pushed my tongue into her rosebud and she let out a wail and collapsed onto the blankets.
A few moments later her eyes fluttered and she rolled back onto her back. “Oh gods why did I wait so long?” she asked of no one in particular.
I looked down into her eyes and asked, “Do you need time to recover or are you ready to dance?”
“Dance with me Rhys, dance with me until I can’t dance any more.”
I pushed into her and she let out a low moan “It’s so big, I feel so full.” I began a slow long set of thrusts; in then almost all the way out. As she was moaning she reached over and pulled Likka to her. She brought Likka over her until she was straddling her face and then lifted her head and pushed her tongue into Likka tight flower. Likka moaned and lowered herself fully onto Taina’s face. Within minutes both women were moaning and quivering. I reached down and began to message Taina’s clit and heard her scream into Likka’s pussy. Over the next fifteen minutes she screamed into Likka six times. On the seventh time I pushed into her womb and began to spurt out my release into her.
As I pulled out of Taina’s tight womanhood Likka slid down along her body and impaled herself on my still stiff rod. I immediately began to thrust into her and she howled out her pleasure. I reached around her and began to caress and tweak her nipples within seconds she was quivering and vibrating beneath me. “Rrrrrrhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyssssssss!” she screamed out as her orgasm hit her. As she collapsed onto Taina’s chest they looked into each other’s eyes and then joined in a kiss. I continued to thrust into Likka as I wet my finger in my mouth then began to push it into Likka’s tight rosebud. As soon as my finger made full penetration Likka began to shudder into another orgasm. Within seconds she howled into Taina’s mouth a few moments later she howled again and then again. I felt the heat in my balls as I began to boil over and with her next howl I thrust deep and began to spurt my seed into her.
I rolled Likka off of the top of Taina and onto her back. She smiled at me and clutched her legs to her chest as I aimed my slimy manhood at her back entrance. She grunted as I pushed balls deep into her in one thrust and began the ages old rhythm of thrusting. Within moments she was crying out and quivering underneath me. Taina sat up and moved over Likka’s face to get a better look. As soon as she was above Likka’s head Likka buried her tongue into Taina’s tight tunnel. Taina began to quiver almost immediately and within moments both girls howled out there orgasms. I continued to pound Likka’s rear entrance until she cried out several more times and then emptied myself into her again.
When Taina rolled away from Likka, Likka was laying there with her eyes closed and breathing deeply and slowly. As Taina went to stretch out on the blankets she was on her hands and knees and I moved behind her. She felt my hard staff brush against her and said “Don’t you ever go down.” Then as she realized where my rod was pressing, “Rhys I have never.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Be gentle please.”
I slowly began to push against her rosebud, my staff bent and then suddenly straitened out as the head popped past her entrance. Taina let out squeal of pleasure and pain together as I stopped to let her adjust. As I felt the muscle of her insides relax I pushed in a little further and stopped as she tensed. Slowly but surely I worked my way in until my balls pressed up against her hot wet womanhood. Then a slow withdrawal and thrust back in. Soon she was panting as I picked up speed and power to my thrusts. In a few minutes she was crying out and thrust back against me, then it hit her, her first anal orgasm as she howled out in pleasure. Five times she howled out and nearly collapsed. Then as she felt my hot seed spurt into her she howled out the loudest scream she had made so far and collapsed unconscious on the mat.
I slowly withdrew from her and let her relax, as I covered both of the girls with my blankets and let them sleep.
As I crawled out of the tent Laina was staring at me. “Get some seep Laina I will take watch.”
“What did you do to them?”
Beth said from behind her, “I would say he made love to them till they passed out from the pleasure. I wish a man would do that to me just once in my life.”
I looked at Beth. “When you wish it I am at your service if I am up to your standards. But right now you both need to get some sleep we have to ride out in the morning.”
They both crawled into tents as I sat down at the edge of the camp with my cloak wrapped around me.

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Bloodbath, Case #2 – Part 3

The desperate search for Chase reaches it’s climax. Can Ken save his boyfriend from a bloody execution, or will he be left with his lover’s bloody body?

Craving That Bitch | Chapter One

This doesn’t go into much detail about the past. If you want to know more about the past, check out the preview chapter I wrote called “Characters and Places”. DISCLAIMER*** This contains strong sexual fantasies including rape, torture and much more. If this makes you sick, please turn around. If this excites you, please stay.

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I did not hear the click of the lock; nor did I hear his silent entrance into my bedroom. All I heard was a short cough. I sprang up in my bed, letting my eyes adjust to the hypnotizing darkness. I sat there for a few minutes, sharply turning my head at every creak in the room only to find out it was the house creaking; my house was old. I swore I saw an almost invisible figure in the dark and I got up to investigate. Thank god that when I turned on the light I found it only to be a coat hung on one of the posts of my bed. Wait a second, that wasn’t my coat. That was a man’s coat!
“Keep quiet my love and I will not harm you,” the deep voice cooed into my ear as his hand had come around and pressed firmly over my mouth. I swore there was a British tint to his accent. He gently bit my earlobe and said, “Understand?” I nodded my head in response. What was going on? Who was this man? And how on earth did he get into my house without my puppy barking? She barked if a grasshopper stared too long at her. I didn’t have time to answer these questions before he spoke again.
“I’m going to let you go and you’re going to walk over to the bed like a good little girl and tie these over your mouth and eyes, okay?” I nodded in compliance. He let me go and handed me two scarves; my own, I recognized them as. How long had he been in my house? I tried to turn and face my visitor, but was only turned away with a harsh slap on my cheek. His strong force had flung me to the floor, face down, and I tried to blink out the tears burning in my eyes as the fire in my cheek only got worse. He got on one knee beside me and pulled my head up by my hair.
“Don’t make me do that again. I do so hate hurting you…” he trailed off as he let go of my hair. This guy had me very confused. What the fuck was he here for if not to hurt me? Or fuck me I suppose…
“Get up,” he instructed, and I followed his directions; too afraid not to. My bottom lip trembled as I slowly got up – I had never been slapped before and never thought I would be, especially by a man. I tied one of the scarves over my eyes and tied the other one around my head so it was rolled up and put into my mouth.
“No, tighter. I don’t want them coming loose.” He walked behind me and tightened the one that I was tying (the one in my mouth) and pulled it as tight as he could. My mouth was jerked wide open to accept the force pulling my jaws apart. I whimpered and I felt a sharp pain on my ass. “Stop being such a bad girl or your ordeal will get worse,” he said firmly. His voice was no longer gentle and his touches were rushed and mostly painful; I had upset him.
I heard him walk around me and I felt his eyes burning into my flesh: I was only clothed in a spaghetti strap top and some very short shorts that went up well past my inner thigh. In fact, when I bent over, I felt a cool breeze on my ass. He apparently approved.
“Dress just for me, darling?” I lowered my head in shame as I was given another command. “Put your hands together behind your back and lock your elbows. I want those tits pushed forward towards me.” When I couldn’t bring myself to do the asked task, he pushed me backwards with enough force to knock me over; I didn’t realize how uncoordinated I was blindfolded. Thankfully, I was still standing in front of my bed and I just fell onto the soft cushion of my bedspread. He leaned over to me and took the scarf out of my mouth and the other one from over my eyes. Apparently he had changed his mind about how to restrain me. He stood up again and looked down at me, looking up at him with fear showing in my eyes.
“No, no, that won’t do. I want you up and leaning over the bed – pleasure will come later, but pain first. You’ve been a very bad girl. Bad girls deserve to be punished, do they not?” he asked me, I didn’t respond, still so scared of him and his obvious control and power over me. “I asked you a question!” he spat at me.
“Y-y-yes,” I mustered up in reply.
“Yes what?” he asked.
“Yes, bad girls deserve to be punished,” I said; my embarrassment showing in my flustered cheeks.
“And have you been a bad girl?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what? Who am I?”
“Yes, Sir?” I half asked, half stated.
“That’s right, you will call me Sir from now on. Every time I ask you a question, you are to answer in complete sentences, always with the word “Sir” at the end. Understand, love?”
“Yes, I understand, Sir.”
“Good. Now get up and undress. Lean over the bed and spread your legs wide and hold your head up in the air; you can rest on your elbows on top of the bed.”
His instructions were a bit hard to comprehend – how he wanted me positioned – but he showed me how he wanted me and made sure my legs were spread wide for him.
“Make sure you keep your head up, do NOT let it drop down.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s it; that’s a good little girl,” he said as I heard him unbuckle his belt. Oh god, here it comes, I thought to myself. He’s going to fuck me now. But when I didn’t hear a zipper or a button, I realized I was wrong. Before I could move I heard him raise his arm up and plunge it back down; the belt landing on my left inner thigh. I screamed at the abuse and tried to scramble out of the way of his next blow, but he held me down and whispered into my ear, “There you go, being bad again. I can see you want me to force you to stay and accept your punishment. Is that it, precious? You want me to tie you up so I can spank you so hard, yet you cannot move?”
“No! No! Please, I’ll do anything for you! Just please, don’t hit me again, Sir!” I couldn’t believe I had just called him ‘Sir’, but somehow it just slipped off my tongue.
“Oh no, I’m going to hit you many more times tonight, and until you get used to being abused like the bad little girl you are, I think I should tie you up so you will submit to me.” I tried to wriggle free from his firm grasp, but couldn’t manage to get free. As a last attempt to get me to obey him, he quickly looped the belt around my neck and fed the end through the fastener, tightening it around my neck and stopping my air supply. “Do NOT move from now on until you are instructed to, do you understand?!” I nodded my head and he let the belt fall. I stood gasping and coughing for breath – it had been taken away from me so fast that it took me a long while to get used to breathing again.
When I had calmed down he leaned down onto the ground at the foot of one of my posts. He grabbed my ankle and I almost lost my balance as he pulled it towards him, spreading my legs even wider. He tied it roughly to the post and moved over to the other one. I felt him grab my other ankle with the same harsh grip and pull it relentlessly towards him. I let out a loud whimper as my legs were spread too wide. I had a king sized bed and my ankles were even with the posts on either side, just inside them. The muscles in my face contorted in pain as I was stretched out wide for him.
I bent over the bed as I felt his hand move towards my ass. He gently caressed my firm ass as he lowered one hand to my asshole. A finger entered easily without lubrication. “Mmm, this is nice. You’re spread so wide for me I could just fuck you right here in your ass without any lubrication.” There was a short pause, then, “Tell me what you want me to do to you. Tell me how you want me to fuck you tonight.”
I began hesitantly; I was a very shy and introverted person, and to be fully spread for this man that was fingering my ass and asking me to tell him what I wanted him to do to me was almost too much. A firm slap on my ass reminded me that I had better comply; apparently he had forgotten my punishment from before.
“I want you to lick my pussy, Sir. I want to taste your cock and feel it in my throat, Sir. I wish for you to take my pussy and my ass, Sir, in any way you like. Please, use me for your pleasure, Sir.” Maybe if I said what he wanted to hear, he would just fuck me and get it over with. My cheek still hurt and the welt on my thigh was burning more than ever now – I just wanted him to leave me be.
“Well you are in no position to suck on my cock, nor are you in a very good position to be eaten out. But god, you should see your ass. It is basically inviting my cock. Yes, that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to take your ass first. Dry.”
The last word stung me inside my ass – there was no way a cock could go up my ass dry. There just wasn’t. I heard him scramble to remove his clothing and walk to turn the light out. I had candles on my bedside table – I sometimes like to read by candlelight. He walked over to my bedside table and lit a candle; it was one of the few I had in glass, bowl-like candle holders. He brought it over to me, set it down on the floor, and rubbed his cock against my ass behind me. “Bring your hands around and spread your ass cheeks for me. Make it easier for me, love,” he said to me – his voice once again gentle. When I would not obey him, he spanked me hard on my ass. “Do as I say!” Still I couldn’t comply; I couldn’t spread myself for him – I just couldn’t. “My god why are you being such a fucking bitch? You fucking whore!” he said as I felt another very, very sharp sting on my ass. He had picked the belt back up and was hitting me with it again. I tried to move out of his way, but he kept relentlessly hitting me as hard as he could. Tears were falling down onto my bedspread after just the second blow.
“Please stop! Stop!” I cried in between blows, but he did not listen; he didn’t even answer me or tell me to be quiet. As he hit the same place time after time, my ass went numb underneath him. I looked up at a mirror that was on the other side of the room and I saw his face red in a passion as he hit me over and over. When I saw him pull his arm all the way back and whip the belt through the air, I cried out in more agony. I had been spanked before and it wasn’t all that terrible, but this, this was just ruthless and it hurt so much that every beat of my heart stung my whole body.
I had lost count of the blows after twenty six, but there was a good deal more after that. I could hardly breathe when he finally stopped; but I realized he had only stopped because he was getting tired of hitting me at full blast. I looked into the mirror again and saw that he was just as hard as ever; his cock was still full of life in behind me. He threw the belt down and said in an aggravated tone, “Now, we shouldn’t have any more problems, should we?”
I shook my head. “No, Sir.”
“Good.” He seemed to think about what he had said for a minute and then said, “No, I’m still not pleased.”
He went around to the side of the bed that I don’t sleep at and retrieved a bag. From it he pulled some rope. My eyes went wide – surely he wasn’t going to spank me with that rope too? He saw my expression and laughed. “No, pet, I’m not going to hit you with this. Give me your wrists.” I did as I was told and he tied one end around my right wrist. He fed the rope behind the two front posts and brought it around to tie my left wrist with the other end. My arms were pulled forward, almost too much. With my wrists and ankles tied tightly, I was completely immobile.
He moved around the bed to settle behind me and began to rub his cock on my burning ass. I took in a sharp breath between my teeth when he softly touched my ass with his cock. He placed his hands down onto my ass cheeks and began to massage them. It stung furiously, but his gentleness calmed me. He began to rub his cock up and down my ass crack, letting it dip down to my pussy just twice. I felt the head of his cock find my entrance and he began to push against my ass. His cock had enormous girth – I could guarantee I wouldn’t have been able to wrap my hand around it if I had tried. It was easily as big as a soda can and I could almost sense how long it must have been. As his head began to spread my asshole wide, I clenched my ass, forcing his cock to exit.
“Now you mustn’t do that love,” he said, almost in a mocking tone. He pressed his cock against my asshole again and continued, “Or this is what happens…” and he bent down to retrieve the candle. He poured a few drops of hot wax onto my asshole right above his cock. Instinctively, my ass pushed outwards and his head gained entrance into my ass. I tried to push his cock head out of my now resisting ass, to no avail. He wasn’t going to let me escape again. Tears began to gather in my eyes as I felt him scrape the now cool wax away and set the candle on a chair beside him.
“Can I trust you enough not to resist me again?” I nodded – my ass still burned from that hot wax. “Good. Now push your ass out again love, like you did before,” I did as I was told and I felt his cock go another two inches into my stretched asshole. My eyes clenched themselves shut as I shuddered in pain – I didn’t even want to speak anymore; I was too afraid of being hit again. He pushed a little further as I pushed out again, involuntarily. “Ah, that’s a good girl. Almost half way in now.” Half way in?! I swore he was already more than 5″ inside my ass and there was still more?! I pushed outwards two more times before he said to me, “Oh you’re being such a good girl, taking my cock into your ass like this. Has anyone ever invaded here besides me?”
“Yes Sir.”
“How many times?”
“Only twice, Sir.”
“Ah, that explains the resisting. All right little girl, one more big push and I’ll be all the way in.”
I pushed outwards one last time as he shoved the rest of his cock into me; a good three inches more at least. I lunged forward with the force and the scarves cut into my ankles as I tugged against them, trying to escape this invasion. My breathing was very erratic and short. I knew that was blood dripping down my thigh.
“Oh my god,” I mumbled under my breath. The pain was simply unbearable. I felt like I couldn’t breathe; even breathing hurt. He didn’t even give me time to adjust to it before he began to pull his cock out of my torn asshole. It seemed to take several minutes before his cock was completely out of my ass except for his massive head. He slowly pushed back in, then slowly pulled back out again. He began a steady rhythm and didn’t show any sign of speeding up when I heard him say, “Get ready,” in such a soft manner that I knew I wasn’t supposed to have heard it. Just as I was trying to figure out what he was going to do, he pulled his cock out of my ass all the way and plunged into me all in one thrust. The breath was knocked out of me and I was forced to tug on my ankle bonds. I couldn’t hold back the scream when I felt his hips slam against my ass. “Shh,” he said, surprisingly gentle yet again. “Get ready, I’m doing it again.” He wasn’t lying; I felt him pull out all the way and slam back into me again. My screams began to get softer as he repeated this new painful rhythm over and over again.
He began to speed up even more, but only taking out half of his cock this time, so he could go faster and faster with each plunge into my asshole. Almost involuntarily, I began to push my hips back against his thrusts; as far back as I could with my restraints that is. The pleasure began to increase even more as I began to let myself go and enjoy the experience. He started to push more and more of his cock into me as he felt me push back against him. He plunged into me once more and leaned over to me to whisper, “Am I mistaken or is my little girl enjoying this now?” I blushed in response and he chuckled evilly to himself. “Just a little longer, love, and you’ll get to suck my cock. Would you like to suck my cock, little one?”
I nodded. “Yes, Sir, I would love to pleasure you in any way you could imagine.”
“Very good.”
I smiled to myself as I felt the satisfaction of pleasing him. He slowly pulled out and plunged back in. To my surprise, the amazing force felt good. I gradually felt a fire build within me, a fire that I knew was going to be fierce once fueled. A few more thrusts he came deep into my ass. I moaned when I felt his hot cum shoot up my ass. He threw himself over me and after he caught his breath he came around to untie me. He left to go into my bathroom to wash his cock off as I felt the blood go back into my hands and feet. He walked back inside my bedroom and barked another order at me. “Get onto the bed with your head hanging off the side. Time to shove my cock down your throat.”
I found no reason why I should object to his demand, even though I frantically searched for one inside my head. I reluctantly laid myself on my back and hung my head off the side of the bed. I had never given head in this position before and I was scared to try something new with this powerful stranger. As if sensing my nervousness, he said to me, “Don’t be scared, little one. I’ll go slow.” Was this man a mind reader or was my anxiety that obvious upon my expression? Who knew?
He stepped forward with his semi hard cock pointed toward my face and softly told me to open my mouth. My shaky jaw seemed to open on command, without me even thinking about it. He grasped his cock and slowly directed it into my willing mouth. I had to stretch my jaw to let his cock even enter between my teeth. I had never sucked off a man as big as him. His cock smelled good; having the scent of my bathroom soap on it. The aroma calmed me and made my mouth and throat relax more as his cock began to push its way into my open mouth.
I adjusted my head, tilting it down more, so his cock could go into my mouth. This wasn’t so bad. It was actually quite exhilarating; having my head hanging off the side made me already get a little woozy. He pushed even further until three inches of his cock was within my warm, wet mouth. I felt his cock head start to stretch my throat and I tried to relax so he could push even further. For some odd reason, I wanted to please him, and I wanted to please him well. He pulled out slowly as I began to suck and flick his cock with my tongue. He moaned as I practically sucked it back inside my throat; pushing myself off the bed slightly so his cock could once again enter my mouth.
He pushed deeper this time, and his cock head was guiding the rest of his cock down the now almost level curve of my throat. I gagged around him and tried to pull myself away, but he had his hands on my shoulders, keeping me in place. Still, I managed to expel myself from his grasp, but he pulled me back towards him before I could even let my throat relax for a second. He pushed my chin down so that my head was off the bed and told me to open my mouth once more. I once again automatically complied and he wasted no time in pushing his cock into my mouth yet again.
I sucked on his cock as it gained slow entrance into the depths of my mouth and the beginnings of my throat, which urged him on further. He kept pushing this time, and made sure he had a strong, firm grasp on me this time so I couldn’t pull away again. I lifted my arms to try to push him away, but he snapped a quick and loud “Don’t!” at me and my arms fell back next to my sides. I tried to suck in a breath, which made me gag on his cock harder, but this made him give out a very distinct moan in response. “Relax. Stop panicking,” I heard him say to me, and I tried so very hard to comply. He just kept pushing. Further and further his cock went into my throat, which now burned from the stretching. A tear started to well up in my eye when I felt his balls tap my nose. He was finally all the way in.
It wouldn’t have been that horrible had he not stayed in that position. “I’m going to count to 25 and then I’m going to pull out,” he said to me. He began slowly, ever so slowly, counting. I felt like I was going to pass out and with all the blood rushed to my head, the feeling hurt. My head throbbed and I tried to unsuccessfully get away somehow, but he kept counting and kept me still. When he reached 24, I said a silent ‘thank you’ to an unknown source, and when he reached 25, he leaned down over me very quickly, spread my pussy lips with his fingers, and flicked my clit with his hot tongue just once. I jumped and it made my throat gag around his cock yet again; by the time he had reached 25, I had gotten used to it being in my throat and was no longer in a panic. He slowly pulled his cock out and I leaned my head up and coughed and grasped my throat with my hands. It felt like I had been underwater for several minutes, and then felt an electric shock before I was lifted up to the surface that was unreachable to me before. “No. Back down,” he said to me, and he pulled my head back down. “I’m doing it again,” he added. I didn’t want him to do that again; it burned my throat and made my head pound. But somehow when he pushed my head down, my mouth opened again, willing to accept the intrusion a second time.
I took a deep breath as he pushed his cock into my throat again. It didn’t take nearly as long to get it all the way into my throat as it had before, but still took a reasonable amount of time, considering I was holding my breath. When he was all the way in, I heard him say almost effortlessly, “I’m counting to 50 this time.” I panicked again and tried desperately to pull away, but it seemed to use up more of my energy that way, and made the time go by even slower. When I finally relaxed, he was already past 20, and making his way to 30. When he reached 40, he leaned down over me again (which made his cock press even further into my throat) and parted my pussy lips again. He licked up and down my pussy and flicked my clit exactly five times, each time making me shudder and gag on his cock again. “48…49…50,” he said. On 50, he bit down on my clit, very hard, and I arched my back up into his mouth.
He leaned up and said, “Very good. Once more, pet.” It was as if he was training me for something. I relaxed my throat and told myself as he begun to push inside me that I was just going to not let it get to me. I knew he was going to count over 50 and I knew that I could handle it if I would just remain calm. When he was finally inside me, I expected the number to increase significantly, but it only went up a small amount. “I’m counting to 60, but I’m doing something different this time,” he said. Something different? What could he possibly mean? I soon found out.
He counted to ten without change. He just stood there and stared down at me as he had before. After ten, he started to lean forward. I thought, ‘Oh, he’s just going to lick my pussy like before. Okay.’ but I realized that I wasn’t correct. He leaned forward enough to reach his hand comfortably forward and rub my clit with his fingers. I felt his cock start to move however; it moved out slightly. Then I noticed it push in again all the way. He pulled out again, just ever so slightly, and then pushed in. He began a steady rhythm; only going about half an inch out of my throat each time. He increased his speed and pulled out a little bit more than before after he reached 20. After every multiple of ten he reached, he increased his speed and the length he took out of my throat as well. His fingers started to rub my clit faster and faster; increasing speed with the rhythm of his cock. By the time he had gotten to 60 he had faded away in his verbal counting and I had forgotten he was still supposed to be counting.
Not after too long though, he pulled out all the way to get a breath, and let go of my throbbing clit. He entered his cock into my mouth again after he saw me take a quick breath, and begun to pound me as fast as he had before. He didn’t stop to give me another breath for a long time after that, and by the time he had, I was squirming and writhing beneath him. I tried to focus on sucking on his cock; as I knew that was the whole reason for this anyway.
Harder and harder he pounded into my throat, now not even resisting his huge his cock. I managed to gain a quick few breaths once every minute or so, but that was all. He was standing straight above me, pinching my nipples with his palms as he kept thrusting deeper and deeper it seemed into my open throat. I squirmed under him more, but this time out of pleasure. The friction in and burning in my throat along with the pinching of my nipples and all the blood rushing to my head sent me into another place I had never been before. I didn’t even notice that I had started to push myself off the bed slightly to meet his thrusts.
“Suck harder, little one,” he said. “Make me cum baby.” I sucked his cock harder as he pushed deeper and deeper into my throat. “Mmm, just a little longer,” he said. I brought my hand up above my head and grasped the base of his cock. I moved my hand up and down on his hard shaft and pulsed my grip around it as it slid easily in and out of my hand. Still fucking my mouth hard and fast with his cock, I began to feel his orgasm surface. He groaned as I felt the cum go through his shaft and shoot into my throat. He mumbled something under his breath as he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, sticky with his cum and my saliva. I swallowed all I could and sat up to swallow the rest.
“That’s it baby, sit up. Now that I’ve gotten you warmed up, I want you to prepare yourself for a surprise. I’ll be right back. Do not turn around.”
I heard him leave my bedroom and then I heard some soft talking outside my closed door. Before I could figure out why he was talking to himself, I heard the door open. I resisted the urge to turn around.
“Now, stand up, love. Close your eyes.” I stood up, with my eyes closed and turned to face his voice. I felt a pair of hands on my breasts and felt lips close over mine. I drowned into the kiss and was lost within the lust that was rushing through my body when suddenly I felt a hand slap my ass. I pulled from the kiss and backed into another person. It turned out that the man I was kissing was a new man that I hadn’t seen before, and I had fallen into the arms of my previous midnight stranger.
“I’d like you to meet my friend, Will. He decided he wanted to join us in our escapade.” I opened my mouth to argue; I had never been in a threesome before. I felt the new man’s lips close over mine again. His hands dropped from my breasts and rose up to wrap around my neck. I tried to back out of the kiss, but was pushed back into it by Sir. “No, little one. You’re to treat him with as much respect as you have me. But I must warn you, he is not as gentle as I. You might as well enjoy it,” he said, in a matter-of-fact tone. Will had let go of my neck and had broken the kiss to move down to my neck. He sucked on my neck and bit on my earlobe as Sir reached under me to find my asshole. I felt Will lower his hand also, searching for my pussy. “Spread your legs,” I heard Will tell me. I felt like I had no choice but to comply.
I felt Will and Sir reach their different destinations almost at the same time. I felt Sir dip a finger down into my pussy before retreating back to my asshole, still sore from earlier. He slowly inserted his finger into my asshole, but just a little, before he pulled it out again. Just as Sir began to tease and play with my asshole, Will found my clit and began rubbing on it fiercely. I felt the two men masturbating me and it felt so wonderful. I couldn’t imagine why I had never tried this out before.
Sir pushed his finger further into my asshole as two of Will’s fingers found entrance into my pussy. He shoved them into my hole violently, and I realized what Sir meant by he was not as gentle. He was not near as gentle. They began an alternating rhythm, and instead of going the same speed, Will went almost exactly twice as fast as Sir did with his fingers. Sir reached his other hand around to play with my nipple, and Will rested his other hand on my other nipple. I could tell they had done this before. I was approaching orgasm faster than I ever had before. I had four different rhythms going on all over my body and couldn’t focus on just one.
“Ah, oh my god! Harder!” I found myself screaming at the two men as I remembered that they were originally here to violate my body; but I didn’t care. I was too lost in my current passion to care. I took sharp intakes of breath as they pounded my ass and my pussy faster and pinched and twisted my nipples harder. It wasn’t another ten seconds before I came violently on their hands. Sir caught me when I fell back into his arms and whispered into my ear, “Okay baby, now let’s see how you handle two cocks.” My eyes went wide, even though I was still trying to catch my breath from my powerful orgasm.
“N-n-no! I’ve never been with two guys at once. I won’t do it!” I found myself objecting. Why I was objecting, I didn’t know, because I wanted it so badly. But I guess my common sense came rushing back to me once my passion had for the most part subsided. Still, I found myself being pulled towards the bed and thrown on top of it. I looked up at the two men before me, cocks hard as rocks, and lust in their eyes. There was no way I could handle two men at once, but I was going to be forced to anyway. I saw Sir pick up the ropes from the floor and I tried to scramble off the bed, in hopes to maybe get free. I didn’t want to be fucked by two men and I most certainly didn’t want to be tied up while doing so either.
“No! Please! Don’t tie me up again!” I screamed at Sir, tears gathering in my eyes.
“Do as we say and I won’t,” he said. I nodded my head in agreement and heard Will say, “Okay then, get back onto the bed. I haven’t had a turn to use you yet…”
My body trembled and my mind raced as I saw Will walk towards me. His gaze felt so powerful over me; at least Sir’s was gentle some of the time. What I saw in this man’s eyes was a very strong urge to control and take what wasn’t his, along with a burning passion for this naked woman in front of him – me. He instructed me to get on my knees. When I complied and looked up at him he said, “I like to watch my sluts get on their knees and suck my cock. It makes me feel like I own them. It turns me on very much.” I looked down to the ground as he added, “And it turns them on, too.” I blushed because I knew he was right; all of my friends had said that they loved it when they were “owned” and I was sure it was true for almost all women of our time. Plus I knew I was going to like it, too.
“So don’t just sit there. Suck on my cock, slut,” Will said, grabbing his cock with his hand and pushing it towards my head. I lifted my head so that my mouth was even with his cock. I got comfortable on my knees and opened my mouth: willing to accept another intruder. I closed my eyes as I felt his cock head press against my lips. I tried to stick my tongue out to flick the tip of his cock head, but he pushed his cock forward, past my tongue and into my mouth. I was confused, but went along with it. I tried to gently suck on his cock to start out with, but he pulled my head away from his cock by my hair. “Don’t do any of that shit. I’m just going to fuck your mouth. You can suck if you can keep up with my speed,” he said sharply to me. I nodded my head and opened my mouth again. I relaxed my throat and closed my eyes again as he began to quickly push his cock into my throat. Within no time at all, my throat was gagging on his cock as it was curving at the back of my throat. I tried to pull away, as I had with Sir, but Will kept me there, holding me there with both of his hands on the back of my head.
He pulled out slowly and pushed it back in as quickly as he had before. My throat didn’t gag around his cock this time, because I knew how much I needed to relax it now. He kept his hands firmly on the back of my head as he began to fuck my mouth. He always slowly pulled out and plunged into my mouth, as Sir had done earlier with my used asshole. I tried to suck on his cock as he started to go the same speed when he pulled out as he did when he plunged in. My eyes were clasped shut and my throat burned again; Will’s cock was almost as big as Sir’s. He kept fucking my mouth relentlessly as he pulled my head to and fro to bounce off his cock. I felt his balls slap my chin with each thrust into my mouth.
Not too soon after, he pulled out and said, “Jerk me off until I cum on your face. Don’t close your eyes.” I swallowed once to get my throat working again as I lifted a trembling hand onto his cock. He wrapped his hand around mine and started me off, but before long I had gotten the knack of it and was pumping his cock fast on my own. “Open your mouth. I want some of my cum to get in your mouth,” he said. I did as I was told, starting to get very excited at this other powerful stranger towering over me. I felt the cum rise up through his cock as I pumped it onto my face. I resisted the very strong urge to close my eyes as the first shots of his cum landed on my forehead. Some cum landed on my cheeks, chin and in my mouth as well. The cum on my forehead started to run down into my eyes and I tried to wipe it away, but Will slapped my hand and told me “No!” so I let it drip into my eye. It burned and I tried to cry it out as he watched me be humiliated in front of him.
I felt him walk away as I kept blinking and crying, trying to get the burning sensation out of my eye. I sensed someone walking towards me and thankfully it was Sir. I had almost forgotten he was sitting there watching Will fuck my mouth. I didn’t like Will as much as I liked Sir. Sir was patient with me; Will was not. He lifted me up and whispered into my ear, “Get onto the bed, love.” I felt calmed at the sound of his voice again. I adhered to his gentle command and I rested myself on the bedspread. I saw Will and Sir softly talking, as if to figure out what to do next. They both nodded in agreement as I heard Sir say, “Put the blindfold back on, love, and then get onto your hands and knees, ass and pussy towards us.” He threw the scarf back at me and I tied it over my eyes. I slowly got onto my hands and knees, as instructed.
I felt someone, I didn’t know who, get onto the bed behind me. I was afraid they were going to take my ass, like Sir already had, but then I was also scared that they were going to take my pussy and cum inside me, either making me pregnant or giving me an STD. Usually I was very careful with sex, and I was starting to get nervous, even though I showed no sign of resisting. I felt the figure move closer to me on the bed and I felt what must have been a cock rub against my ass cheeks, which still burned slightly from the fierce beating they had been forced to take earlier. He rubbed his cock around my ass and lowered it to my pussy. He lined his cock up with my opening and began to push inside. I was very tight, having only had sex a few limited times before, so the intrusion hurt very much. The figure leaned over me and whispered into my ear, “Relax, it’s me baby. I’ll go slow for you.” It was Sir. I calmed down and relaxed myself more. He wouldn’t harm me.
Just as I was starting to look forward to being fucked by Sir, I felt him shift, and what must have been Will get onto the bed and take Sir’s place. I tried to scramble away, but Will grabbed my hips and held me still. “Don’t fight me, bitch,” he spat coldly at me. I already cringed my face and clenched my pussy; so scared that he was going to fuck me with the same cold, fierce lust he had with mouth. He began to push his cock into my tight cunt, ignoring my whimpers and silent pleas of pain. He pushed forward more and more until his whole cock was embedded into my warm pussy. He let out a soft “Mmm” before he began to pull out. When he had pulled out all of his cock except his head, he plunged it back in. The force pushed me forward, causing my head to land in a pillow, and his cock to exit my pussy.
He slapped my ass and said, “You cunt! Get back here. Don’t move next time!” I nodded and pulled myself back up on my hands and knees. I tried to prepare myself for the harsh thrust into my pussy, but I still was pushed forward when his cock slammed into my cunt. “Mph,” I moaned in pain as I bit my bottom lip. Will began a slow and steady rhythm this time; I was glad he didn’t keep slamming into me. In and out, in and out, I felt his cock move. He moaned when I clenched my muscles around his shaft; involuntarily of course. I hadn’t been fucked in a long time however and I had forgotten how good a cock felt up my tight cunt. I began to push myself back towards him, causing him to go faster.
Just as I was getting used to the rhythm, I felt Sir get onto the bed again. I felt him crawl under me and reach his hand and head up so that he could hold one of my breasts still as he bit and nibbled on my nipple. I moaned loudly when his teeth closed around my perked nipple. It was more like an growl than a moan; it was so animalistic that I couldn’t believe my throat could make such a noise. I felt Sir reach his other hand down towards my clit. He moved with my hips as he held his fingers tightly around my clit, pinching it and pulling it back and forth, depending on where my body was. I threw my head back and my hair flipped up. Will saw this as an opportunity to grab my hair and start to pull me back onto his hips harder.
“Ow! Stop! That hurts!” I said, but he kept pulling; not even replying to my pleas. I tried to grab my head back from him, but he didn’t let go. His hand was wrapped up in my hair anyway, so I think that even if he had let go I still wouldn’t have been able to get away. I felt Sir pinching my clit and rubbing it harder and harder with every thrust as he bit down on my nipple in such a way I had never had done to me before. I loved being with two men at once.
I vaguely felt Will’s cock start to twitch inside my dripping cunt, and I felt him pull out. He pressed it against my asshole and I tried to jump away, saying, “No! Not there please! It still hurts!” but Will again ignored me. He pushed his cock forward to my asshole as he pulled me back by my hair. His cock head popped inside my sphincter and I heard him let out a guttural moan.
“Relax, baby,” I heard Sir gently say below me. “Just imagine it’s me. You wouldn’t want to displease me again, would you love?”
“No, Sir,” I replied quietly.
“I didn’t think so. You’d better get used to his cock fast because I’m putting mine up your cunt in a few minutes,” he said.
My eyes went wide underneath the blindfold. There was no way in the world I could take both of these cocks at once! I didn’t have time to object because Will had begun to push into my asshole.
“Ahhh!” I screamed. “Take it out! Please, take it out Will! It hurts!” I cried to Will.
“You think I’m actually going to take my cock out of your tight ass? You must be crazy. This is such a great fuck,” he replied and pushed further.
“Owww!” I shrieked in response.
Will slapped my ass and said, “Shut up, slut! Take my cock!” He pushed my head into a pillow in front of me.
He shoved the rest of his cock into my tight asshole and I screamed into the pillow. I grabbed onto the sheets as I tried to breathe into the pillow. The pain had barely lessened when Will began to pull slowly out of my ass, which was bleeding again. He started pushing in and out of my sore and bleeding hole and I was still wincing and whimpering in pain below him. I felt Sir continue to rub my clit, going with Will’s slow rhythm. I began to slightly enjoy the feeling of Will’s cock in my ass…I loved anal sex, but not like this. At least I didn’t at first. I started to push back onto his cock ever so slightly; without noticing it, though.
“I think it’s time, don’t you, Will?” Sir said to Will from underneath me.
“I’d say so. This slut looks like she’s ready enough,” Will replied. He lowered his hand down towards my pussy and scooped two fingers inside. They came out dripping with my wetness. “And it feels like she’s ready enough, too. Here, lick my fingers off, cunt,” he added as he reached underneath me and put his fingers against my lips. I licked his fingers clean and I felt Will pull out of my ass and Sir adjust underneath me. I was able to lift my head off the pillow since Will had let go of my hair. I knew that they were about to fuck me at the same time, and I didn’t think I could handle it. For some reason though I knew I was going to because I strangely enough had the strongest urge to please not only Sir now, but Will as well. I felt Sir lie down underneath me and felt his cock press against my mouth. I was curious about this and Sir once again seemed to read my mind…
“I’m going to eat you out and get you nice and wet while Will continues to fuck your asshole. I want you to suck on my cock while I eat you out, love. You know how I like it baby,” Sir said. I nodded and opened my mouth to find his cock head pressing against my lips; already wet with precum. I flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue as I felt Will push his cock head back into my asshole.
“Mmm,” I moaned onto Sir’s cock. “Yes, fuck my asshole. Fuck me hard.” I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth, even though it was what I wanted anyway. I felt Sir’s tongue reach up and flick over my clit as I lowered my head down onto his cock. I sucked on his head gently as I reached down to cup his balls.
I accidentally squeezed them too hard when Will plunged into my asshole and Sir said, “Ah, gentle there baby.” I nodded with his cock head still in my mouth as I let go of his sensitive balls. Will had already started an astounding speed as I started to take in more of Sir’s cock. Sir was frantically licking my dripping wet cunt and he began to finger fuck me with two of his large fingers. I kept moaning onto his cock and Sir moaned into my pussy. We both heard Will moaning above us when I clenched my asshole tight around his cock.
Will leaned down a bit and put his hand on the back of my head. He plunged my head down and I gagged on Sir’s cock. He held me there, even though I tried to get away. “Go faster. Go with me baby. When I plunge into your asshole, I expect you to plunge your head down onto his cock,” Will said to me. I nodded and he let go of my head. He plunged into my asshole and I plunged my head down onto Sir’s cock; making myself gag around it again. Sir kept moaning as he felt my throat grab his cock when I gagged around it. I was getting close to orgasm as I felt Sir curl his fingers up and massage my g-spot.
“Mmm,” I moaned onto his cock as he bit down on my clit and Will plunged his cock harder into my asshole. I pulled my head up off of Sir’s cock and wrapped my hand around his hard shaft. I felt my orgasm building up rapidly and I couldn’t keep my head down.
“What did I tell you, slut?” Will spat at me and he pushed my head back down onto Sir’s cock. I couldn’t breathe and was trying to get my wits about me as the three rhythms that were going on around me kept changing; both speeding up and slowing down. Sir pressed onto my g-spot harder and massaged it rougher. His tongue flicked faster and faster on my throbbing clit. Will plunged into my asshole over and over as Sir’s cock went deep into my throat with every one of Will’s powerful thrusts.
I took a sharp intake of breath around Sir’s cock, making me gag, as I came on Sir’s face. I tried to reach my head up and take an actual breath, but Will was right there to push me back down again. “Make us cum with you. Squeeze my cock with that ass and suck his cock harder,” he said to me. I clenched my asshole around his cock as I sucked harder and harder on Sir’s cock. Sir and Will had kept doing what they had before my orgasm rolled through me, and I felt another one building up; this one even more powerful. Faster and harder Will pumped my asshole, and tighter and tighter my asshole squeezed his cock; milking it.
“Oh god, yes,” Will said. “Don’t stop baby, keep it up.”
I kept up my amazing speed as they both did the same. Sir had taken his fingers out of my cunt and was furiously licking his tongue everywhere he could reach; inside my pussy and out. I felt him lean up to bite on my clit once as I came again on his face. I felt his cock twitch inside my mouth and shoot into my throat. I squeezed my asshole as tight as I could around Will’s cock as he came not too long after. He pulled out of my asshole with a slight ‘pop’ and I lifted myself off of Sir. We were all so out of breath and waited a few more minutes to catch our breaths.
Sir stood up and ordered me to do the same. He removed the blindfold from my eyes. He closed his eyes and ordered me to lick my cum off of his face. I closed my eyes and reached out to grasp his neck between my hands. I licked his face clean; his nose, his forehead, his lips, everything was clean of my cum when I was finished. I swallowed it all up as I felt Will come up behind me.
“So you ready to try some double penetration now, baby?”
I couldn’t believe the night still wasn’t over yet, but I slowly nodded and felt Will direct me towards the bed. Will laid himself on the bed on his back and instructed me to straddle him. I did and I felt Sir come up behind me.
“Be gentle at first, Will, let her get used to it. She’s never done it before,” I heard Sir tell Will.
Will replied, “Oh I’ll go slow,” and winked at me. That wink scared me but I was glad that Sir was behind me and I was on top of Will; how much harm could Will possibly instill upon me when I was on top of him?
“I’m going to walk you through this, love,” Sir said to me. I nodded. “Do exactly as I say, when I say it, okay baby?” I nodded again in response. “Good girl. Now slowly lower yourself onto Will’s cock; let it go into that wonderful cunt of yours.”
I nodded again and slowly lowered myself onto Will’s semi-hard cock. I felt it stiffen inside me as I lowered myself more, letting his cock finally go all the way into willing pussy.
“Very good, now ride his cock, love. Ride his cock slow at first, and when I tell you to speed up, you will speed up, understand?”
I nodded and raised myself up, letting almost all of his cock expel from my pussy. I lowered myself down again and felt Will’s hands reach up to grasp my hips.
“Not yet, Will. Let me do this for a little while, then you can have your way with her,” Sir said to Will.
“Okay, okay,” Will replied.
“Keep going, baby. Ignore him,” Sir said gently to me. I nodded and started to lift myself up and down, creating a slow rhythm. I felt Sir’s hands reach around me and fondle my nipples, making me wetter than before.
“Go faster now, love,” Sir whispered into my ear as he began to lick my earlobe and neck. I complied, and sped up my thrusting. I had to admit, I really liked this so far. Up, down, up, down, I bounced off of Will’s cock. I felt Sir’s cock suddenly rubbing against my ass; just very gently reminding me of its’ presence. I started to get nervous, but Sir calmed me when he said, “Relax baby. I’m going to make this pleasurable for all of us, I promise.” I smiled and kept my steady rhythm.
When I had started to feel another fire kindle inside my loins, Sir whispered into my ear, “I think it’s time for you to feel my cock inside you as well, don’t you?” as he licked up my ear.
I moaned and responded, “Yes, Sir. I think I’m ready,” even though I knew I wasn’t really ready. I was surprised that Will had remained almost silent underneath me; besides a few moans every now and then he hadn’t said a word to me, and that was how I liked it. I felt Sir’s cock head press against my asshole.
“Lean forward, love,” Sir said to me. “Help my cock get inside your wonderful asshole again.” I leaned forward slightly and put my hands on Will’s chest. I looked into Will’s eyes and prepared myself for Sir’s cock once more. He tried to push into my asshole, but couldn’t get his head inside. He leaned down and spat on my asshole, that being the only kind of lubrication handy. “Help me, love. Push out for me like you did the first time,” he said.
I pushed my asshole out as he pressed his head against my asshole. I bit my bottom lip and clasped my eyes shut to try and hide the intense pain this was causing. His cock head popped in past my sphincter and I couldn’t help but lean forward and almost make his cock exit. I let out a whimper of discomfort and pain as Sir started pushing forward more. He had his hands on my hips and was pulling me back to him.
“Ahh! Sir, please, take your cock out! I can’t take two! I just can’t!” I screamed at him.
“Shh, hush now little one,” he replied.
“No! I can’t take two, Sir!” I said as I pulled myself forward and forced his cock to exit my burning asshole.
“Come here, cunt!” Sir screamed at me as he pulled my hips back towards him. He pushed his cock into my asshole once more and I again pulled myself forward enough to make it exit yet again. I felt his hand slap my ass and he said, “Alright, I was trying to be gentle with you, but now Will is going to punish you. Get up and stand beside the bed while we decide your punishment.” I let a tear fall down my cheek as I got up after he did. Will got up and stood next to Sir. They began talking quietly, but I couldn’t distinguish anything they were saying. I was very scared now; Sir had said that Will was to punish me. Sir had already punished me once and it was horrible; I didn’t want to know what Will’s punishments felt like.
I saw Will nod and I heard him say, “Move in front of your bed, facing me,” Will said. I did as I was told. “Now, spread your arms up high and your legs far apart, like you’re doing jumping jacks.”
I complied and I felt him tie all four of my limbs to two of my posts. I began to cry silently as I saw Sir pull out a riding crop from a bag I hadn’t noticed earlier. “Now, I’m going to hit you 100 times with this, anywhere I wish. After each hit, you are to say, ‘I will not disobey!’. You will not struggle and you will not scream. Do you understand?” I nodded and heaved a breath. My whole body was trembling with fear. I swore to myself I would not resist either of them again tonight.
I saw him crack the crop in the air a few times; my whole body wincing with each crack, anticipating each blow onto my soft body. Will walked over towards me and I saw an evil lust in his eyes. He loved it that I had disobeyed and that he got to punish me. I closed my eyes tightly and bit my bottom lip. I wasn’t allowed to scream and I didn’t want to get a more severe punishment for doing so. I anticipated the first blow, and felt it land on and scratch my left breast.
“Ohh!” I whimpered out in pain. Will waited a few minutes before he cracked the whip down on me again, this time landing on my right breast. I resisted the urge to scream at the top of my lungs as the third one hit my gaping cunt. The fourth came down twice as hard as the third had, and on the same place.
“AHH!” I screamed out; I couldn’t help it.
I was prepared to hear Will or Sir verbally punish me, but Will only said, “That’s it. Scream for me baby. And you’re not saying what I asked you to. You’d better start saying it.”
I nodded and from that point on I always said “I will not disobey!” after every hit. He hit me over and over again, not only on my breasts and my soaking cunt, but also on my thighs, shins and stomach. I hurt all over by the time he got to 50 and he untied me and turned me around. I almost didn’t comply; I was in so much pain that I could hardly move. I reluctantly turned around and let him tie me in the same position. My ass got abused for the second time of the night.
When he had finally reached 100, my whole body was trembling with pain and I was barely whispering “I will not disobey” to Will. I had no more energy. It seemed like all of my energy had just been beaten out of me, and against my will at that. Will untied me and pushed me onto the bed. I curled myself up, trying to fall asleep I think, when Sir came over and gave me something to drink.
“Drink this. It will give you your energy back. We’re not done yet, love,” he said as he pressed a straw to my mouth. I drank all of the drink and he was right; within a few minutes I had all of my energy back. I was still in severe pain, but I was energized at least.
“Now, time to try again baby,” Sir said. I nodded and we all three got situated. “We’re starting over, little one, so remember, lower yourself onto his cock and slowly ride him until I say otherwise. Do not struggle this time when I try to put my cock into your asshole. Trust me, love, you’ll love it after the pain goes away.” I nodded again in response.
I lowered myself down onto Will’s now very hard cock; apparently he loved to hit women, because it had turned him on so much. His cock was already gleaming with precum and throbbing when I felt it slip into my cunt. I moved my hips around so that his whole cock could get inside my quivering body.
“Very good, now start riding his cock, baby,” Sir said to me.
I raised myself up and lowered myself back down. I began the slow rhythm as I had before, and not too long after I felt Sir’s breath on my neck telling me to go a bit faster. Faster and harder I pumped myself on top of Will. His hands were on my hips, guiding me; pulling and pushing me up and down. I felt his cock rubbing against my g-spot very roughly and it felt amazing. I was lost in my passion again and almost didn’t notice Sir rubbing his cock against my ass as I bounced off Will’s hard rod.
“Stop, love. Lean forward like before,” Sir said. I complied and leaned forward for him, closed my eyes shut, and waited for the pain. He reached under me and lubricated his fingers a bit with my leaking pussy juice. He gently pressed two fingers into my delicate asshole and began to slowly finger fuck my ass. I tried to forget the fact that his monster cock would be going up there within minutes, and I just tried to enjoy the feeling he was giving me. I grasped his fingers and Will’s cock with my muscles and I heard Will moan underneath me. I felt Sir add another digit into my now loosened up asshole and he began pumping his fingers in and out of me ruthlessly. I banged his fingers, moving my hips back to meet his amazing fingers. Just as I felt my orgasm building up steadily, he removed his fingers and I felt his cock press against my asshole.
“Kiss Will while I do this, love. Focus on the kiss only. Do you understand?” Sir asked.
“Yes, Sir,” I replied.
“Good girl. Now lean down and kiss him.”
I complied and felt my lips wrap around Will’s. It wasn’t long before our tongues were passionately playing with each other. The kiss alone made me quiver with lust for him. I felt Sir press against my asshole and felt his enormous head enter my asshole, popping past my sphincter. I tried to lift my head up and let out a squeal of pain, but Will held my head down and kissed me harder.
“Focus on the kiss, love. I’m not even here,” Sir said.
I relaxed my asshole and felt Sir push forward into my asshole. He kept pushing and pushing, deeper and deeper, as I tried to focus only on this amazing kiss I was having. Will was a phenomenal kisser. He knew all the right places to kiss in and around my mouth, and knew how to move his tongue a certain way to give me shivers of pleasure and desire. I didn’t hardly notice Sir’s cock again until he so matter-of-factly announced that he was all the way in.
“Now I want you to sit up slightly, love. Just a little over halfway,” Sir said.
I lifted myself up quickly and dropped back down, giving out a whimper of pain after I had sat up a bit.
“Do it slowly, love. Don’t hurt yourself too much,” Sir said, as if he’d forgotten to earlier.
I very slowly pushed myself up with the palms of my hands. It felt much better slower and I even let out a slight moan as I was up at the angle Sir wanted me to be.
“Good girl, how does that feel?”
“It hurts, Sir, but I like it that it hurts. I love the pain you give me,” I found myself saying.
“Mmm, that was the right answer. Now lift your hips up just a little baby. I’m going to stay put while Will is going to fuck your pussy gently,” he emphasized ‘gently’ and looked down at Will as he said it, “and then when I think you can handle it, I’m going to start moving my cock in and out of your ass at the same time that Will will be fucking your cunt. You will not resist us. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now Will, it’s your turn to have the pleasure.”
When I had raised my hips up, Will had followed me with his hips, keeping his cock in my pussy. I felt him lower himself slowly and pull completely out. He made sure that his cock was going to go into my entrance as he raised himself up again slightly, just as slow as he had went going out. I felt his cock stretch my pussy so wide it felt, but managed to keep quiet for the most part, even though my stretching pussy was telling me to scream at the top of my lungs. Will lifted himself up and down in a slow rhythm for several minutes before I found myself moving slightly with him. I felt Sir’s cock slowly start to move out a little bit, but then I thought it must have been imagination because he hadn’t moved except with my hips as I rose up and down to meet Will’s thrusts. I clenched my muscles around what meant to be Will’s cock, but Sir felt it too and they both moaned aloud in unison. I smiled to myself when I felt Will stop dead in his tracks; completely stopping his amazingly sensational rhythm that was simply enticing.
“Ride my cock again, baby. I want to lie here and watch you fuck my cock with that amazing cunt of yours,” Will said to me.
I nodded and raised myself up. Just as I was about to plunge back down, I heard Sir whisper, “I’m going to start fucking your asshole now, love. Ignore the pain and just think about how hard you’re going to make Will and I cum by letting us do this. Think about how much you’re pleasing us.”
“Mmm, yes Sir,” I replied.
I plunged myself back down and I felt Sir remove his cock from my asshole. I lifted myself back up and held myself there as I felt him push his cock back into my ass. It hurt because he hadn’t moved since he had entered the first time, but I tried to ignore it, like he had said. I let myself drop back down as he pulled out. We began this slow alternating rhythm and he waited until he thought I was comfortable enough to go faster.
“Pump his cock faster, love. Ride him harder now,” Sir said to me.
I nodded and began a new rhythm, this one faster and fiercer than before. I felt Sir speed up at the same time as me and go with my thrusts. It felt so amazing to have two cocks inside me at once. I felt so full like I never had before, and it felt so wonderful. I went faster and faster, now slamming myself onto Will’s cock as I felt Sir’s cock plunge into my asshole harder and harder with every thrust. Yet another orgasm was building up quickly inside me; I could tell this one would be the most powerful of all.
I clenched my muscles around their cocks as I bounced up and down with my own thrusts and Sir’s as well. I heard them moaning behind and below me as I myself was moaning and whimpering in pleasure. I soon felt the orgasm begin to surface; taking my breath and almost taking my motor skills away as well. I couldn’t move as my orgasm rushed through me. My breath was gone and I became lightheaded. I vaguely felt Sir and Will pumping my pussy and ass below and behind me as I was lost in my orgasm. I tried to breathe as it seemed like wave after wave of immense pleasure was streaming throughout my body. I was trembling all over and my pussy and ass clenched their cocks so tightly that I could tell they were having a hard time moving at all. They both moaned loudly and groaned as they came almost at the same time. The waves hit me even harder when I felt their hot cum fill my ass and pussy.
When I could finally take a breath, I let it out by letting out the most animalistic, guttural groan that had ever escaped my throat. I couldn’t keep myself up and I felt Sir and Will hold me in my position as they let the last few shots of cum fill me up. I began to get the feeling back in my trembling arms as we all caught our breaths. Somehow I knew that this was their best threesome they’d ever had…it was just too obvious that they had done this to another girl before; everything was so planned.
I jerked awake and sat straight up in my bed. The lights were out, I was in my sleepwear, everything was as it had been before. There was no way that could have been a dream. I looked at my clock: 1:17. I almost laid back down but something caught my eye. Something hanging on my bedpost. I tried to adjust my eyes to the darkness, but ended up getting up and turning on the light. I took a deep breath as I turned around to look at my bedpost…I was so afraid that I was going to see Sir’s jacket there. When I turned around, I did see a coat…my own that I had hung up after I had came home late that evening. So, it was all a dream. Simply an amazing, erotic dream on a Saturday night.

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