Animal Man
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Barn Whore
As your slave, I never know what will be coming next. It?s part of the fear and excitement that makes me belong to you not just in practice, but in my soul.
One night, as I sleep in my cage after a long day of cleaning houses naked except for stiletto heels, leather cuffs and collar, and clothespins, you wake me up by pouring a bucket of cold water on me. Since I?m gagged - as usual - I can?t actually protest, and there?s no escape, the cage is designed so I can only fit in it while curled into a ball. You pull me out, drag me by the collar to the corner where there is a drain and some chains, and haul me into the air by my ankles, cuffing my hands behind my back. You shove your cock into my pussy and piss away, turning me on immediately. I love it when you use one of my holes as a urinal, it makes me feel so alive. I figure this is the start of torture-fuck session, and I?m excited.
After you?re done pissing in my pussy, you turn on the hose - cold water, of course - and wash me off, including shoving the head of the hose into my pussy, making me shake and shiver with the chill. While still tied upside down you plow my asshole, and although I love the feeling, I can?t cum because of how rough you?re being and how cold I am. But I?m happy.
Once you?re done cumming, you let me down, but don?t uncuff my wrists. You strap a pair of high-heeled boots on me, attach a leash to my collar, blindfold me, and lead me out. That immediately scares and thrills me. I?m completely naked, I?m outside, and I don?t know who can see me, where we?re going or what is about to happen. I?m still gagged, which is good, because it keeps me from begging you to tell me where we?re going. If I did ask, you?d probably punish me for it.
With little regard for my comfort you throw me into the trunk of your car. This is a place I?ve spent time before, it?s nothing new. You?ve modified the standard trunk, it has a hard metal surface with ridged surface to make my ride as uncomfortable as possible. And just to make sure that I won?t be able to sleep during the ride, you shove a freshly peeled ginger root into my ass and tape in with duct tape. The burning pain, especially since you just sodomized me without mercy, keeps me awake and crying during what seems like a long ride.
When we arrive at our destination it is morning, I can feel the sun on my skin even though I?m blindfolded. I?m left standing for a while as I hear your footsteps walk away. After some time I hear you and others coming back chatting. All male voices. My nipples stand at attention with excitement, I?m about to be gang banged, probably tortured, and the day is just beginning.
?...that?s the whore?? I hear voice 1.
?That?s her. What do you think?? I hear your voice.
There?s a sigh. ?She?ll do, I guess. We like them a bit younger but we don?t have anyone else for this week?s show. She?ll do as she?s told?? Voice 2 asks.
?If not, use any means you want to motivate her.? You say. And my blood runs cold. You know I?ll cooperate with anything... Within reason. So what is about to be asked of me that any means can be used? What is the show?
The duct tape is ripped off my ass. ?Piss and shit.? Voice 3 orders.
Awkwardly I squat, so that I don?t get the boots dirty. I can only imagine the show I?m already putting on, gagged, blindfolded, hands cuffed behind my back, wearing only knee high hooker boots, and squatting in front of several unknown men to relieve myself. But I?m well trained, so I do as told. There are a few comments of approval about my obvious obedience, apparently an important trait. It hurts when the ginger comes out and I whimper around my gag. When done a hose is turned on me again, I remain squatting until told to stand.
My gag is taken out. ?You will not speak any words until told otherwise.? Voice 2 orders me. I assume this means I shouldn?t nod either, so I just stand passively.
A straw is shoved in my mouth. ?Suck.? I?m ordered, so I do. It?s some sort of mix of vitamin beverage and other mashed up items. It tastes horrible, but I?m used to sucking on things that repulse me and swallowing them. I am at various times a urinal, a cum hole and anything else that suits my owner. I suck away without hesitation, swallowing as quickly as I can, until there are just suction sounds.
Another straw is inserted in my mouth, I swallow a large cup full of water.
Then I?m yanked forward on my leash, obediently I follow. My boots wobble along packed earth and then wood and I sense we?re inside. I smell straw and animals, and my cunt starts throbbing. Maybe I?m going to be tied up like an animal and whipped...
?Here?s the deal whore,? voice 2 says, sounding almost bored, ?we put a show on every week on the internet. The cunt that was supposed to be our entertainment this week ended up being sold to a Mexican bordello. Guess she pissed off her owner.?
My cunt starts leaking thinking of how I could be used at that kind of establishment.
?So we?re going to use you. Here is how the show works. There are five types of animals we keep here. The first two we use on you the same way each time. The other three we let the audience decide. Based on how you perform during the first two, the audience will decide how you will be used with the others.?
Animals?!!... I yell in my head, but not out loud. And at the same time as I?m horrified, I?m getting turned on. Of course, animals. I am an animal, I should be used by animals, it only makes sense.
My blindfold is removed. I am in a barn. I can?t see any of the animals yet, but I can see the three men, you?re nowhere around. They?re wearing masks, so I can?t make out their faces. But even a quick glance reveals plenty of cameras, covering all angles. I?m going to be on display, to who knows how many people. You?ve rented me out. I only hope I?ll perform well and bring in enough money to please you.
There?s a wooden table with shackles. My hands are uncuffed, my boots removed, and I?m tossed on my back on the table and shackled spread eagled, with my legs up in the air, wide open.
?Her tits aren?t as firm as I?d like.? One of them comments, and I blush with shame. My tits are big, and gravity does what it does.
?They?ll do.? Another says shortly. Paste of some sort is applied on my nipples, clit, cunt - including about an inch into my hole down to my ass crack. The men back away.
Within seconds about a dozen cats descend on me, meowing. They eagerly start licking away at the paste with rough sandpaper tongues, making me first squeal and then cry out. I remember the rule, no words, and I make sure to keep my sound incoherent. I remind myself that I am an animal. And... Even though it?s hurting, it also feels kind of good at the same time. I start shaking my hips, hoping the licking, painful as it is will lead to an orgasm. I?ve been denied for several days...
Then the licking turns into nibblings. The cats are trying to get every scrap of the paste, and they don?t care what it does to me. It?s stops being remotely pleasant, and it is all pain, as their sharp teeth worry away at my nipples, my clit, my cunt lips, the tender skin on the inside of my ass cheeks. I cry out in pain and try to thrash and make them go away, but they?re used to ignoring whores like me.
It goes on and on, the mix of their teeth and tongues, rubbing away the top layer of my skin, puncturing through in a few places leaving small trickles of blood. I cry and whimper but through it all I remember not to use words. In my head I keep chanting that I am an animal, and I cannot speak like humans.
Eventually the cats get bored with me. I lie back and let the tears flow down the sides of my face, but I comfort myself knowing this was the first animal, and there are only four left to go. After a few minutes the men come out and they clap approvingly. ?Good job cunt, the audience seems pleased with your first round.? One of them says. Another grabs both my nipples with gloved hands and pulls on them, examining them in a scientific manner. He takes out a bottle of alcohol from a pocket and pours some directly on my nipples, to purify my wounds.
Expectedly, this hurts insanely, and I scream. This makes them laugh. My cunt lips are opened without regard for me and more alcohol is poured on those tender areas. I scream some more and the men comment to each other that I?m turning out to be quite a bit of fun. Especially as even though I?ve been screaming in pain, my cunt is completely wet. They take pleasure in telling me this. One of them sticks three rubber gloved fingers roughly into me and makes me lick my pussy juices off. I wonder if this is being recorded as well.
Finally they unshackle me and make me get on my feet. I?m hosed off again, by now I?m getting used to it. They lead me on the leash towards a doorway, one of them carrying a handheld video camera to augment the other cameras, I guess. They seem excited about what is about to happen.
I?m led into an open area of the barn where two large dogs are being held on chains. As soon as they see me they go into a frenzy of barking and pulling at their chains. I don?t know what breed they are, it isn?t something I know much about. All that I know is that they?re terrifying, they?re clearly focused on me. Are they going to bite me?
One of the men kicks my ass and I stumble forward. I?m forced towards a block of wood and bent over it. More shackles are locked on me. I?m tightly secured, there is absolutely no give.
?Some advice,? the man who has just tightened my wrist shackles says to me, ?lie absolutely still, the boys will be nicer to you if you?re submissive. And if you want the audience to like the show - and believe me you do - you?ll bark and howl like a bitch while they?re using me.?
This I can handle, I think. I?ve contemplated being fucked by a dog, I?ve masturbated to it. I?ve had my cunt licked out by a dog before - which was much more pleasant than the cats? licking. As long as the dogs don?t savage me... I shiver. Why are they so incessant? Why are they barking like this?
As if reading my mind one of the men explains that the dogs are regularly fed extra testosterone and today have been given small amounts of viagra... They?re trained rape dogs, trained to violate whores like me. I shudder and feel more wetness gathering in my pussy. I?m going to be fucked by dogs.
The dogs are unleashed. They circle me for a minute barking wildly, and I notice the men have backed away. They growl at each for a few seconds, and one of them backs down. The winner climbs up my back with front paws. It hurts, I can feel his nails digging into my back leaving furrows. He nips at my shoulder and back, and instinctively I can tell he is asserting his dominance over me. I remain perfectly still.
Then he starts thrusting, searching for the hole. To my disappointment - disappointment? I?m disappointed? What is wrong with me and my desires - he is trying to enter my asshole. Breathing deeply I relax those muscles. No need to make this hurt any worse. Between you sodomizing me less than a day ago, the hours with the ginger root in my ass and the cats licking, that hole is not as happy as usual for penetration.
But I have no choice. I am a bitch, and if I am being honest... I am a bitch in heat. The head of the penis penetrates, without any regard for my feelings. I whimper in pain, and remembering what the man told me, I give an experimental bark. From far away I hear the men?s laughter, humiliating and degrading laughter. It only turns me on more.
And then I?m being penetrated, and fucked in the ass by a dog. I express my feeling through barking and whimpering, which makes the dog fucking me growl as he rapidly pumps away at my bruised and abused asshole. The other dog, just to remind me he?s there, nips at my hanging breasts every minute or so. But I can?t deny that I?m aroused and that a part of me is loving that I?m being watched by who knows how many strangers in my latest violation. I?m a whore, I?m a cum dump and I am now literally a dog?s bitch. Actually I?m even luckier, I belong to two dogs.
They take a very long time to cum. Is it because of the viagra? Is it because I?m human and they?re physiologically designed to fuck dog pussy, not human asshole? I wonder about this as my asshole gets rawer and rawer. The second dog is no gentler than the first, and if anything demands more submission from me. I have to keep my head bowed and my whimpering and barking to a low tone, otherwise he nips at my neck painfully.
Finally, after an eternity, they are done. The men come out and put them back on chains.
?You love being fucked by dogs, don?t you?? One of the men says to me.
I almost answer but then remember the rule, no human words. So I bark in response, eliciting laughter from the men. The one with the handheld camera walks all around me, filming me up close. He grabs my chin and forces me to look directly into the lens, to face all those unknown people who have just seen me enjoying being sodomized by two dogs. And I can feel that the desire hasn?t gone out of my face. He also seems to take a long time shooting my asshole that is oozing dog cum...
?Congratulations bitch,? one of the men says, ?the audience is pleased with your performance, even if you?re old and ugly.?
I flush at those words. They make me sad, but I can?t deny their truth. I?m not a bouncy 20-something-year-old with a firm body and a cute face. My only value is the entertainment I can provide with my suffering and submission.
I?m not terribly surprised when I?m led into a stall with a horse next.
?Because you did well on the first two tasks, you get to suck this horse?s cock. Be grateful, there are worse things that could?ve been done to you.? The man laughs, and I wonder what could?ve been done to me, and I maybe want the alternative...
As if reading my mind one of the other men says, ?two weeks ago we had a whore who didn?t know her place in relation to animals. So we strapped her into a chastity belt with extra large dildos in her ass and cunt. Then we hogtied her and chained the chastity belt to Markie?s saddle and I took him out for some exercise in the paddock. She lasted about ten minutes before she passed out from the pain.?
I shiver with fear. That?s more than I could handle. I must do what I?m told and please this horse. My hands are uncuffed and I?m kicked into the stall.
Markie, the stallion, is high strung as most stallions are. I remember that I?m not supposed to speak, and make gentle cooing sounds at him as I approach. He settles down and I rub his neck affectionately. I?m fond of horses, though I?ve never come close to servicing one. Fearfully I remember how big their cocks get when they?re just peeing...
There?s no use delaying, and anyway I don?t want to piss off the audience. So eventually I sink down to my knees in the straw, while still rubbing Markie?s side. He seems to know what?s coming, his cock starts to harden on its own. I?m clearly not the first whore that?s been brought in here to please him. So I inch forward on my knees so that I am under him, and realize gratefully that the angle will work for sucking on his cock very well.
The smell hits me before my mouth even gets near the head. It?s a revolting stench like something that?s gone moldy in the fridge. A horrible, horrible smell. But knowledge of what might be done to me otherwise (briefly I wonder how long I would last being dragged around by a double stuffed chastity belt before I would pass out) makes me compliant. Trying to ignore the smell and telling myself that I am beneath the right to even care about such things, I put the head of his large cock in my mouth.
It barely fits and the taste makes me want to cry. I hear one of the men get into the stall with me, doing a close up of the cock in my mouth, and he kicks my legs open, to show the dog cum still coating my ass cheeks and inner thighs. Remembering that I have an audience, and that I need to please them, I make sounds of pleasure as I suck the cock, with tears streaming down my face.
I am lowly beast. I am lower than these animals. I exist to please them. They are better than me. They?re worth more than me. These are the things I chant in my head to get me into the right headspace. How did I ever think that I was worthy of being fucked by a human? Clearly I exist to serve animals.
In my head I can hear your voice, during my many lessons on how to be the ideal cocksucker. Breathing through my nose - a problem given the odor, but I just need to remember that the horse smells better than me. I am the lower creature. The next thing I would do with a human cock is tongue it in my mouth. So I do that with the huge horse cock head in my mouth. It?s so big I can barely do it, but the man with the camera manages to capture the motions I am making with my mouth.
My next lesson is to go deeper. Of course I can?t fit this huge thing in my mouth, it?s anatomically impossible, but I?m going to fit as much as I can. Slowly I move my lips up the stallion?s shaft, realizing the show that I am putting on for the audience. That is, after all, my task here, to entertain even if I am inferior to the usual women that get to perform here.
I wonder, as I suck away, putting my effort into making a good show, if you?re watching me. If you?re one of the people watching through the internet. Later I find out that you are, and have been consistently giving me the lowest marks to see what other degradations and tortures the men will inflict on me. You?re enjoying see me debased in new ways, and seeing how obediently I?m accepting them thanks to your training.
?Use your hands you stupid whore, you?ll never get Markie off with just your mouth.? I?m told, and then the man says to the others, ?stupid cunt doesn?t know how to please a simple animal.?
I blush. I am so stupid. How did I not realize that the only reason my hands are uncuffed is to please this horse. I grab the base and start working away at the shaft with my mouth and hands.
My jaws muscles are aching for how thick his cock is, and I know I?m probably taking too long, I can tell by the comments being made by the men. I at least try to look like I?m having a good time, to amuse the audience.
Finally the horse ejaculates, and if I thought the taste was bad before... Horse cum is absolutely horrific. And there?s so much of it, so fast, that even though I try to swallow it all it squirts out of the corners of my mouth and some even out of my nose. That at least elicits positive commentary from the men, who do a close up of me with the horse dick still in my mouth and the cum spilling out of my nose.
Then I?m yanked out of there. I?m given water to rinse my mouth at with and water to drink. A chance to relieve myself in the corner. Then one of the men slaps my face with relish. I take it silently, eyes lowered, a proper submissive.
?The audience isn?t very pleased with you. Guess that means we?ll have to do a little extra with the next animal you have to please.?
The leash on my collar is pulled and I?m dragged forward to another stall.
There?s a cow in the stall. I?m confused about what I?m supposed to do with her...
Suddenly a flash of pain on my ass makes me drop to my knees. I turn and see that one of the men is holding a cattle prodder. ?Get in there cow, go pleasure her.?
Fearing another jolt with the cattle prod I get in there and pause, how am I supposed to please a cow? Before I can ponder this further one of the men grabs my hands and cuffs them behind my back. This obviously leaves only one option. I try to tell myself that this will just be an extremely disgusting pussy. I hate eating pussy as it is, this is just the nastiest I will every lick.
I?ve eaten and tasted some horrible things since I have become your slave, and well, in the past. But nothing has prepared for me this... Atrocity. It?s even worse than the horse cum. It?s a cow?s pussy, and I have to serve it. I start licking, at first tentatively, and then I hear the warning buzz of the cattle prod. So I apply myself to the task with more enthusiasm. I can?t find anything resembling a clit, and I have no idea if I?m providing any pleasure to the beast. It is my job, after all, to provide pleasure to all creatures that I?m told to.
?Shove your face in, cow licker.? One of the men orders.
I take a deep breath and push my face into the bovine cunt in front of me. It?s horrible, and I can only imagine what a surreal picture I must make with my naked body arched forward to have my face in the cow?s rear side.
Luckily it doesn?t seem that I am expected to provide an orgasm, because I can?t even begin to figure out how to do it. I just keep diving in and every time I run out of breath, I surface, take a breath, stick my face in and keep licking. Somewhere in my mind I?m amazed that I?ve been reduced even lower on the totem pole. It is my task to serve a cow. That is how low I am.
?Stop whore.? One of the men says. Obediently, I stop.
The men confer in low tones amongst themselves. I manage to make out that they?re debating on how to satisfy their watchers. I?m terrified... What happens to the whore who doesn?t please?
?Lie down under the cow you dumb cunt.? One of them orders and I do as told. The straw is dry and scratchy on my naked body, irritating my nipples and cunt further. This disturbs the cow a bit, she shifts her feet a bit and moos once. I pray she doesn?t step on me.
I hear zapping, and tense in anticipation of the pain. But the cattle prod is used on the cow... She lets out a sound of pain and releases a stream of piss and a load of shit on me simultaneously. The three men cheer and applaud as I feel the hot stream of liquid and my nose assaulted by the horrid stenches. The shit plops down on me and for the first time in months I?m close to vomiting.
I?m made to lie in the dirty straw covered in the piss and shit of the cow. The man with the handheld does a close up of my face that is weeping and still covered in cow pussy juices. I?m as disgusting as I?ve ever been in my life. This is the lowest I can ever remember being, and I can?t stop crying. I?m used to providing pleasure through sex, through pain, through performing tasks and looking sexy. This... This is nothing like that.
The audience seems to enjoy my weeping because the camera stays on me for two full minutes. Then I?m ordered to inch forward on my stomach into the next stall, which is empty and I am hosed off, this time with a fire hose. It hurts and beats up my skin, but I am grateful that it gets rid of the cow shit completely. The men of course enjoy seeing how the pressure from the hose beats up my tits and pushes them around. I take it quietly, submissively and spread my legs as far as I can to show my submission.
Only one more animal, I tell myself as my hands are uncuffed, I can take it. Whatever it is.
?Crawl, whore.? One of them kicks my ass. So I crawl and am led outside.
We get to a pig pen, and my heart drops. There are three large pink pigs in there, the side of large dogs. What do they have planned for me?
?Get in there, oink, oink.? One of them shoves me towards the railings.
Obediently I crawl through the slats and get in. The pigs - who I?ve read are among the smartest animals in existence - seem to know what it means that a naked female human enters their pen. They start snorting excitedly and come crowding in on me. I?m unsure what to do.
The pigs nudge at me and I remain still until I get more orders. I can tell that the man with the video camera is getting me from all angles. I?m ordered to spread my legs further apart and the pigs sniff at my tender parts.
One of them walks past me and my blood runs cold. His cock is getting hard, and it is LONG. It is at least ten inches and still crowing, with a strange curve at the head. Suddenly I remember reading somewhere that pigs have corkscrew shaped cocks, and that during porcine sex they penetrate the cervix...
?Drop your ass lower.? One of the men orders. ?And get ready for pain.?
I whimper and do as told. It isn?t long before one of the pig mounts me. It?s a thin cock, but so long, at least a foot... It only takes second for the excruciating pain to start. There is no pleasure in this cunt fucking, which is something that I rarely get anymore. I?m about to open my mouth and scream, but then I remember that I am an animal, and I am being watched. So instead of screaming, I squeal, remembering that horrible movie. I squeal, hoping I sound pig like.
The penetration of cervix is agonizing. It?s blinding in the agony. I squeal louder and reach vocal ranges I didn?t know were possible. After the first pig is done with me, when he pulls out it feels like I?m being ripped apart. To my horror, as the second pig is mounting me, I see the first pig walk by, and there is blood on the end of his shrinking cock.
?How does it feel being a pig cunt you whore?? One of the men asks.
I squeal in response, hoping it will serve as an adequate reply.
?Shake your hips and show us how much you like it.? Another orders as the second pig penetrates me. I resist, with all my will, the desire to try to close my legs and flee and instead I shake my hips back into the second pig. Amazingly, the second one hurts even worse, and I can only imagine that it is because I?m already torn up inside. Feeling my cervix forced open makes me scream-squeal, but I keep shaking my hips.
I?m defeated by the time the third pig enters me. And I can feel blood trickling down my inner thighs. I?m nothing. I?m just a hole for animals to use, or shit on. The third pig is the longest one, and dimly, as I squeal and shake my hips I wonder if I?m being damaged inside. And I realize it doesn?t matter as long as I am pleasing the audience.
When it?s over I?m dragged out of the pig pen, too weak to do it myself. The camera is turned off, and the men slap my face until I open my mouth to suck them off. They cum on my face (which is a mercy after the horse cum), cuff my hands behind my back and lead me into the barn where I am blindfolded again. Clover clamps, the vicious kind, are snapped on my nipples. I whimper, knowing that I?m still not allowed to speak. The clamps are pulled up until I?m standing on my tip toes and I?m left waiting.
Minutes? Hours? I don?t know how long as the men?s come is hardening on my face. By the time I hear footsteps I?m considering pulling away from the clamps regardless of the pain and damage. I?m so tired... All I want to do is curl up and sleep.
The clamps are undone and I scream as blood comes rushing back into my nipples. In my darkness I drop to the floor in weakness and pain. I?m yanked back up on my feet and I hear your voice with relief, ?relieve yourself whore.?
I squat in my spot and do as told. You give me some water to drink, the best water I?ve ever had in my life, and in between swallows you feed me pieces of a protein bar. I hope you?ll clean my face, but you seem enjoy me dirty. You tell me that I performed adequately, and you?ll keep me for a while longer. Relief floods through me. Then you lead me, still blindfolded and cuffed out of the barn. It feels like night time outside. You shove me into the car trunk again and I fall asleep on the metal surface as we drive back home.
My last realization, before passing out is how turned on I am... I wonder when I can service more animals. And what you will do to me next...
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I Awakening Upon awakening, my first sensation was of nausea. The difference, from the prior three occasions, only manifest in degree. Yet I did not have to open my eyes to know that, as before, I lay naked and covered in blood – hardly any my own – that was largely dried, especially around my face; eyes crusted shut, mouth tasting of blood, vomit, and I-dared-not-think what else. Not to mention the other vile bodily excretions in which I lay. Despite my being largely unconscious of how...
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From that night on, Kirk was finger-fucking his little sister two or three times a day while she was sucking him off. "Kirk," Marci whispered to him one afternoon when she was up on his bed with him. "You've fucked lots of girls, haven't you?" "I've had a few." "Is fucking fun?" "Of course it is." "Would I be fun to fuck?" "Shit, yes," he said, grinning. "Then will you fuck me?" she excitedly asked, her eyes glowing with lust. "I wish I could," he sighed. "But...
This story is all about me getting invited to spend a weekend at my boss's ranch.I have always had a special love for farm animals.I just love the whole idea of waking up in the mornings and head out to do the daily task of feeding and making sure all is well with the animals.I grew up having a reasonable amount of exposure to farm animals.I once had a dog named Tim.I also did some Agriculture with my grandad as well. I work only on weekdays and during the weekends I would spend a lot...
Animal Rights Part One By Razor7826 (Copyright 2008) "Why do you hate animals?" "I love animals, Bill, which is why I've slaved away tirelessly for their freedom," responded Eliza Dogood. She stared directly into the camera with the same manufactured smile that she used in every public appearance. It had worked wonders in her campaign, and she had little doubt it would continue to service her in the future. "I hope you realize that you're the most...
Reverend Walker's wife, Abby, was an exceptionally attractive brunette in her late thirties, but she was a complete opposite to her husband. While the preacher had been into the pants of most of the desirable women in the parish, Abby was very straight-laced and proper. On the rare occasions when she had sex with her husband, it had to be under the covers and with the lights out. She considered it very improper for him to see her nude body. Because of her wishes, sex was only performed in...
Midnight, Halloween, 2015. I clipped the studded, leather lead to my whore's collar and walked her out my apartment door. She was dressed in a bed sheet, not a stitch of clothing underneath. Three holes were cut out of the sheet. Two for holes for her eyes, and a larger hole for her mouth. She wanted to go 'sex' trick or treating as a naughty ghost. I obliged her. Halloween is her favorite day of the year. It’s also her birthday. She turned twenty-one. I had something special in store for...
TabooMary and Joe had been home from their Vegas vacation now for almost 6 months. It had truly been a great experience and had brought them even closer together. Their love for each other still grew every time they saw each other, and the experience opened their minds to new ideas and role playing in the bedroom. They often fantasized and role played about Marvin and his basketball players at the Red Rooster. Mary and Joe loved the added sensual experiences. Things could not be any better between...
There were very few books in the house. Five not counting Mary's dirty books to be exact. They were: The Bible; The Farmer's Almanac; The Independent Farmer, published by the Department of Agriculture in a fit of Jeffersonianism; Great Figures in American History; and Greek and Roman Myths. Nobody knew where the last two had come from. Greek and Roman Myths was old and dogeared, pages were missing and the back cover was torn off. Nevertheless, Connie one day had sat down to read it. It...
THE MAKING OF A BLACK COCK WHOREValerie sat there questions filled head. How did this all happen to her? A year or slightly more she was just a normal white girl fantasies filled her head, the usual kind for a 21 year old, plenty of cocks fucking her. Sometimes she was bound so no escape in the end always covered in cum some even pissed on her she was their fuck slut to be used.But in reality she knew she would run a mile if this was to happen to her, so no harm in thinking it surely.Valerie...
This is a story about a married lady who explored the kinky virtual world to get out of the day to day boredom. Rekha, 23, was what one could call a perfect marriage partner. She could pass for a model any given day. She used to be slightly slim then what she was now but the extra kilos had added more to her charm and looks. The extra kilos were gained at the right places. Anupam, 26, her husband was a land shark. He could make money out of sand. His obsession was to increase his land bank and...
This fantasy is a combination of two, c my slave enjoys to be degraded and the more harshly, the harder she cums. The second is mine, I have for as long as I can remember been turned on by women used by older men, someone they should not be attracted to and would not normally even look at, but a strong dominant alpha male that they cannot help but submit to. This has been fuelled by c’s past, as when she was 25, she experimented with a male around 25 years older than her. If you have not read...
"I say we get on with it, dammit! We've waited long enough, Henry. Shit, she might have gotten over that dose of Spanish Fly you gave her and gone to sleep by now!" Al Badger was pacing the floor of his trailer like one of the caged animals, waving his arms, gesturing, walking back and forth until he had both his companions as nervous and high-strung as he. "Oh, all right, Al," said Hawkins finally, getting out of his well-worn chair. "I can't take much more of your pacing anyhow. She...
Author's Note: This is the second Golden Gloom story. I'd like to encourage anyone else who is interested to have a go writing other stories around the same concept. This story and the first one: Golden Gloom - SLAG, lay out the basic premise and "rules" of the story universe. It would be nice to see some other interpretations. And now on with the story... The Golden Gloom - WHORE By Emma I was almost certain she was a whore and that tantalised me - that I was spying on her...
Confessions of a transvestite hooker or whore – you cannot be serious I hear you cry – well I am as I reflect on my life in dresses to date and some of my experiences which I am about to write about here as a memoirs of a life in dresses.So why use the term ‘hooker’ or ‘whore’ – well what I am about to relate from my current stage of life the memories are that upon reflection the meets I am about to relate felt more like me being a provider of sexual services and pleasure to people desperate...
Whore by Angela J. I used to love fucking whores. I fucked whores every chance I got. The best way to describe the way I was is to say that I was addicted to fucking whores. It's not like I couldn't get a girlfriend. I just didn't want one. For me, sex with a girlfriend was boring. So quickly my girlfriends became my ex-girlfriends. Fucking descent girls actually felt like a chore. Sure I got off from fucking nice girls but it took allot of effort. I had to pretend that I was...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Six: Rex Buys a Whore Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. Thursday, May 26th, 2072 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – Sierra Nevada, CA Reina and Queenie slipped into the outdoor shower stall with me as the sun peaked over the mountains. Water rained down on us from a tin bucket punctured with small holes My thoughts tumbled together the last two days. My parents might come back. I might get to see them. And I had promised to stop them...
Her lace and silk white dress gave her a cleavage which was noticeable because of her 38C breasts being pushed up by the tight fit. She had considered not wearing a bra, but in the end she chose to put on the lace white bra as it matched her panties and stockings, which she was wearing for her husband later that night. All she had to do was put on her shoes and veil and then wait for her father to come to her room and take her down to the priest, family, and friends, all waiting to see her...
This is the true story of one of my recent Friday afternoons. I have tried to relate the events as accurately as possible without embellishing any of the details. If anyone finds it interesting I might write about other Fridays and maybe tell the story of how this all began.I came in from work and was excited to find that my girlfriend Sherry had already made it back from picking up our special friend, “Mouth Whore”. Her real name is Amber but I thought the name I picked was a more fitting one....
I am the prototypical teenage genius and mad scientist. I’m sure I’d be described as a sociopath and pedophile by those who want to impose a plain vanilla life of near despair upon everyone but the richest 0.01%. I am not a sadist. I do not want to hurt anyone. I know what I like, and I just want to be left alone to enjoy exceptional girls who develop and mature far ahead of the average. To me, the maximum enjoyment comes from a girl offering herself to me willingly and then giving each other...
The next day, Reverend Walker had to drive out to Marci's farm to pick up a list that she had prepared for the picnic, and he took Abby with him for the drive. While her husband and the girl were going over some of the details, Abby decided to take a walk out by the barn. The woman had just walked around the corner of the building when she saw Marci's big brother, Kirk. His pants and shorts were down around his ankles and he was trying to insert his hard cock into a nanny goat's cunt....
"Honey, I'm home," Denny called, entering his home. Cally jumped up from her chair, Prince following at her heels, as she threw his arms around his neck and kissed him in greeting. "How's Loretta?" she asked, somewhat jealous of this woman she had heard about but never seen. "Now, now... I told you she's just a friend... no strings... and she really wants to meet you, baby." "Well," said Cally pouting, "I don't know if I want to meet her." "Jealous?" "No," she said,...
You, Alexandria, awake in the middle of the night to a stirring inside. It is building up and your pussy begins to get very moist, glistening with your juices. All you want is to have your pussy used and fucked like a true whore. A little about yourself: you stand at 5' 7", just over 200lbs., with long, dark hair and blue eyes. You have a 36B chest, a completely shaved, tight pussy and a big fat ass that loves to be spanked and fucked. You have been waking up like this in the middle of the...
I stood idly on the weed strewn platform with the blustery wind ruffling my thin summer suit, as it rattled the locked waiting room door and rustled the lush cow parsley on the now neglected station garden and I watched the little train which brought me chuff busily away up the steep sided valley as I fretted and wondered why Brabbinger my chauffeur was not there to pick me up in the Rolls Royce. Old Ted the toothless ex stationmaster looked out from the old station house across the road...
Somewhere in the South of England in the summer of 1911. She looked at me across the Officer's Mess with complete disdain, as if I was something she had trodden in, as was her right as the daughter of the Colonel of the 2nd (Home Service) Battallion the North Dorsetshires while I was a mere sergeant She wasn't an exceptional beauty, or even voluptuous., She just had that air of haughtiness that made me want to push her against a tree rip her things off and show her exactly what I...
Shara giggled with her friends at Finnegans Bar after they clinked glasses and toasted to the promotion she received at work earlier that day. They made plans to go out dancing and drinking to celebrate her good fortune. Truth be told she had worked long hours and most weekends for the past 6 months to proove her worth to the company. She was happy they finally noticed her!! Once they arrived at the bar, Shara spent most of her time on the dance floor, while the girls opted to sit at their...
John and Evan moved in with Emma the next day! During the move, one of them was with her at all times. They didn’t want her escaping now they had her. She was their whore, and they intended to make a lot of money pimping her out! They would keep her in line with their own two cocks, their cocks and their bondage adventures with her. She would learn what it means to be submissive!The next day at dinner, John and Evan started explaining what she would be doing“First and foremost, we will fuck you...
This story was written for the enjoyment of Adults only. Please feel free to send me comments on my work, I love hearing from you. Send any comments to [email protected]. THE SEA WHORE Written by 4play Chapter 1: The CaptureJohnny The day was sunny and warm as I headed east on I-10 from Tucson. I was driving my new BMW convertible with the top down. My car had been an early graduation...
Saffron sat quietly with her workmates in a downtown bar one Friday evening as they toasted the promotion Frank had secured at work earlier that day. She was glad to be included in the party as she never really felt part of the team since she moved from Denver to take the job over six months ago. This was the first time she had ever been asked along on a night out. Sometimes she felt her coworkers never noticed she was there. Saffron listened politely, too reserved and shy to chip in...
It was just another trip to the mall, another mini shopping splurge. She'd spent a little longer walking around the mall than she'd thought, and was running late for a night out with the girls. Hurrying off the escalator while searching through her oversized bag for her car keys, Bree barely noticed the 2 men who fell in step on either side of her. She was jerked back to awareness when both her arms were grabbed and a menacing voice told her to keep quiet or bad things would happen.Shocked into...
This story was written for the enjoyment of Adults only. Please feel free to send me comments on my work, I love hearing from you. Send any comments to [email protected]. THE SEA WHORE Written by 4play Chapter 1: The Capture Johnny The day was sunny and warm as I headed east on I-10 from Tucson. I was driving my new BMW convertible with the top down. My car had been an early...
This is a true story about a woman I met almost two years ago and how an amazing transformation. It may get a little long and detailed but I think (and hopefully you do as well) worth it. I met Nata when she called my business requesting a home inspection. when I met her she was the most uptight, rigid woman I think I had ever met. She was (still is) married to a very bland, boring man who seemed very disinterested in just about everything. A few days after the inspection she started texting me...
InterracialLISA'S INTRODUCTION TO BECOMING A BDSM WHORE SLAVEGIRL CHAPTER 1Lisa looked at herself in the mirror before she left home with her husband, John. She was 26 years old, 7 years younger than John, and knew she was a real looker as John would say. Her hair was a golden blonde cut just above her shoulders and kept in a very simple style, she had large blue eyes, beautiful cheek bones and a pretty nose, she thought her mouth was a little too large but she had lovely shapely lips and nice teeth. Lisa...
Joe had been sent out of town on a demonstration tour for a few days and when I went to work that first morning I had an easy day until near the end of it when I got a call from the department boss to come by his office for some extra work. This was not unusual so I didn't give it much thought. As I entered Jake's office he had me sit down and we started to work on the project he was involved in. After an hour or so he decided we needed a break and he suggested we go back to his place for...
Introduction: Reluctant workplace fun I was feeling confident as I sat at the table, secure of my position as the golden girl of the organisation, the rising star, unmissable and undeniable. I was the only woman round the table with 15 men, but I was confident enough to take them all on and more besides. I caught my managers eye and brought up my presentation on my computer, so it displayed on the media wall at the front of the boardroom. Getting up, I smoothed my skirt over my narrow hips,...
Salma, my wife’s best friend is the dirtiest, nastiest slut in the world. She was a whore who loved to get fucked like a bitch in heat. I just could not get enough of this bitch. I wanted to fuck her and lick her and suck her till she was screaming like a bitch in heat. I had been fucking her at the back of my unsuspecting wife. And once when I was fucking my Maya, I said,” Your friend, Salma, is a real whore!1 Have you seen the way she sways her ass? She must be a whore in bed, I can swear!”...
Alice the Dirty WhoreBy Mad Jack69Chapter One “Alice the Gutter Whore”Alice couldn’t remember the moment she first started wanting, and lusting after physical contact with the opposite sex. But she figured that it was before she could walk. At just four years old and within her first week at school she was flashing her knickers in the playground for the price of an anissed ball. And for one more she would offer to pull them down. Her inquisitive sexual nature drove Alice to experiment with a...
And like any good slave she merely whispered, “yes Sir.” She dropped quickly to the ground. Almost instinctively. Once down on her knees, on the filthy concrete floor she proceeded to quickly undoing his belt. His bulging cock starting to push through his jeans. She knew what he wanted from her. She knew what to doo without ever being told. Before she could unbutton his pants, his thick shaft sprung out. Slapping her in the face. “That's it,” he whispered. “Open that pretty little...
I always felt that to live my sexuality fully, I needed more than the traditional. The usual sex, after a while, bored me and I needed to change and look for something else, whether it was another man or another experience, but without ever being able to feel satisfied. After many adventures that momentarily satiated my need for pleasure, my body felt painfully unsatisfied. There had to be more, much more! But in that search, I could not find "my two", my pair, someone who resonated with me to...
CrossdressingI always felt that to live my sexuality fully, I needed more than the traditional. The usual sex, after a while, bored me and I needed to change and look for something else, whether it was another man or another experience, but without ever being able to feel satisfied. After many adventures that momentarily satiated my need for pleasure, my body felt painfully unsatisfied. There had to be more, much more! But in that search, I could not find "my two", my pair, someone who resonated with me to...
The first time was in my parents attic. I fucked her on the floor and saw the blood drip out of her pussy, so I knew she was telling me the truth when she said she was a virgin. She was the most submissive girl I have ever fucked. I can't tell you the number of times I would have her strip stark ass naked and ride that way in our car. I would drive down the interstate, slowing down when I was pulling beside a semi, just so they could get a good look at her pussy and her firm little tits. She...
Bright lights, pubs and clubs. Laughter, shouting, drunkenness and expectation; scattered chips, spilled beer and kebabs reduced to vomit. Most married couples our age merely skirted the area, heading for the more upmarket restaurants, or maybe a bit of musical theatre. Not so Belinda and I.But we weren’t here for the pubs and clubs. Nor to laugh and shout. Nor were we drunk, though we’d popped into the Merry Crow for a drink. We were here for the narrow passage where a certain establishment...
OutdoorEmshon's Authors Note -- This is an older story of mine that was posted on Crystal's Story Site (R.I.P.) back in 2001. I'm going to consolidate everything here on Fictionmania. I hope you enjoy this oldie-but-a- goodie. Finding Wendy Whore It was late Friday night and I had enjoyed a few beers too many. As usual, I was feeling quite randy, so I decided to browse the internet and seek out a little cyber-action. I live in a small town some three hours outside of Dallas, so my...
Wife the whoreAfter her first dips into the wild side Kathy came up with all sorts of scenes and some of them were just off the wall. We had been playing for about a year and out drinking at a bar at the hotel we were staying at for the weekend and Kathy watched as three different women came into the bar and were picked up by what seemed to be total strangersKathy followed a woman into the ladies room and started a conversation with her and found out that this place was a great place to meet...
Yana of Wavaq, Age Fourteen Planet Wavaq[1] Year 9700, Earth Calendar My world is pretty bleak for females. We were conquered by the Prapt[2], the interstellar pimps. Why the slimiest, ugliest, invertebrate creatures in the known universe have a monopoly on prostitution, especially owning or controlling a majority of the most beautiful bipedal, mammalian females, is one of the mysteries of the universe. Wavaq females have long been considered the loveliest mammalians in the universe, even...
Nicolette is our office whore. She started as the receptionist, but it got so difficult to get inside the front door, what with all the men lined up to fuck her every day. It was simply easier to move her to another room. Besides, it’s difficult to answer the phone when your mouth is full of cock. Every morning we all must punch in. Company policy is quite specific, punching in consists of pumping a load of cum into one of Nicolette’s well-greased holes. She is our own very special...
Emshon's Authors Note--This is an older story of mine that was posted on Crystal's Story Site (R.I.P.) back in 2001. I'm going to consolidate everything here on Fictionmania. I hope you enjoy this oldie-but-a- goodie. Meeting Wendy-Whore For those of you just joining us; allow me to recap. In a nutshell, I'd been drinking one night when I started browsing the internet. I was only looking for a little harmless cyber-sex, but I happened upon a sex slave site that featured a...
Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.It was Saturday morning,...
IncestChapter 1 -- The Pick-up Every year I waited eagerly for the three days when PC-Expo was back in town. In the past, I was always able to find some willing and naive out-of-town female to pick up, "do the nasty," and say my hasty good-byes. Most of them were from some small hick town and were entranced with the Big Apple. In fact, that was both the nickname for the city, and for me. Most women just couldn't wait to sink their teeth into me. So there I was, looking for some love, on the last day...
Rinku got DK’s message about an urgent assignment for the day. She smiled as she wore a flaming red semi transparent lacy bra & matching panties. She wore a white satin shirt through which her red bra was visible quite clearly. She pulled up a dark mini skirt, which was more of a belt with two pieces of cloth in front & back. Both these pieces could be joined together with three big buttons on each side. She tucked her shirt in her skirt & wore a dark blazer to complete her sexy business...