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USED GOODS

By Velvetglove

Copyright and Disclaimer

‘Used Goods’ is an original work of fiction and neither events nor characters portrayed are based in reality. Any resemblance with actual persons is entirely coincidental. It is a short story in one part.

WARNING: this story is nastier and less tongue-in-cheek than my usual fiction. It contains gratuitous cruelty and rape. Please do not read any further if such things offend or provoke you. The author utterly condemns such activities in real life. Story Codes are: M/f, non-consensual, heavy, humiliation, S/M, modification. Copyright is asserted by the author and no reposting to other sites or commercial use whatsoever is authorised.

USED GOODS

I watched her lock the front door and walk to her car.

She was smiling, the sunlight glinting off her buttery blonde hair. Her hips swayed in clinging trackpants and her breasts filled the tight yellow top. She climbed into the BMW and moments later I watched her drive away.

I waited while her street continued its quiet suburban rhythm; kids playing three houses away, a girl cycling to school on her bike, a bespectacled man setting off for work in his beaten up Honda.

Gradually ‘rush hour’ – such as it was here – returned to virtual standstill.

The war between the security industry and people like me does not comprise pitch battles, but rather an endless series of skirmishes. One day they score a small victory, the next we grab the initiative back. But the average homeowner is nothing more than an innocent civilian caught between the two opposing forces. Only the mega-rich can afford proper protection. Everybody else is exploited either by salesmen offering crummy systems, criminals taking their possessions, or often both at once.

It took me 27 seconds to enter her house, leaving no signs and setting off no alarms. I wandered from room to room, even though I knew they would all be empty. Her husband had left for work half an hour earlier. I checked out his private stuff, rifling through his closet and desk. She had gone to the gym, after which, as always, she’d buy a Latte from Starbucks and return home. I had between 90 minutes and two hours to wait.

In the kitchen, I found the remains of breakfast. The coffee was still warm. On the table were used bowls and smeared plates, along with toast crumbs, preserves and boxes of Corn Flakes and muesli. I fancied a slug of orange juice but thought better of it. Best keep my DNA off the scene. Instead I went back upstairs to rifle through their possessions with my gloved hands.

I was wrong. She actually arrived back within 88 minutes. She collapsed into my arms inside the kitchen as I enveloped her nostrils in the drug soaked cloth. I even managed to catch the takeaway coffee cup before she dropped it. Her cheeks were still pink with exertion from the gym and there was sweat in her hairline. I gently let her slide to the marble floor.

I guess it would be nice if I could explain that she deserved it in some way. Had maybe done something in her past that merited what was about to happen. But I’m afraid not. Nope, she was guilty of nothing more than being a sexy 27 year old wife I’d spotted a few weeks earlier during a reconnaissance visit to this town 50 miles from where I live. I love blondes, big boobs and super slim waists. When I get all three and they belong to another man’s wife, well, it’s snap, crackle and pop !

As usual, I decided to do the honours on the kitchen table. Many home invaders favour the marital bed as the best place to do it but the ‘heart of the home’ is my preference. I like imagining how much they’ll enjoy tucking into supper here in the traumatic weeks and months to come ? This one was a sturdy, circular wooden table, which could seat six people easily. She was out cold and I swept the breakfast remains onto the floor, then hefted her up onto it. I eased her trainers, socks and track pants off, leaving her in just a skimpy pair of shorts below her waist. Next I tugged her yellow top over her head to reveal one of those lycra training bras underneath.

I ferreted into my travel bag and found what I was looking for. I have special cuffs, chains and straps that are suitable for every shape of table, although they work fine with beds and sofas too. I fastened her up nice, secure and displayed, with her wrists chained and cuffed to the far end of the table, and a leather strap holding her waist and butt over the edge next to me. Finally, I put on double cuffs that fastened her ankles to her thighs, so her knees were up, giving me a nice ‘v’ to aim at, and a ball gag that locked round the back of her neck. I put a black leather hood over her head and zipped it up tight.

She was still out cold but I was bored. I took my scissors and cut her skimpy shorts and training bra open, so that I could peel them both apart and inspect the goods I’d spotted outside her gym three weeks earlier. Her cunt was bald except for a tiny tuft of blonde and I was chuffed to find that she looked clean. There’s nothing I dislike more than sloppy seconds. It’s always a risk with these young wives without kids that they’re still giving their husbands dawn chorus fucks. I inserted my plastic gloved finger between her labia. It slid in easily but when I pulled it out it glistened with sweat, nothing more. She smelt like vanilla, not fishy.

Next, her tits. I flipped open the bra and found the size label. D. I’d guessed right. She needed it too. Her tits were still young and firm, standing proud, although her nipples were squashed flat in their pink surrounds. I pulled my digital out of my bag and snapped a series of souvenir close ups. For the ‘before’ and ‘after’ series. I was pleased to hear some groans that signalled she was coming round. Her wrists rattled the steel chains that secured her arms above her head.

I tore the wrapper off the condom and rolled the superfine ribbed special onto my eager erection. You must spare no expense with protection; a rip would be dangerous but you want to feel as close as you can. She wriggled as much as she could but that wasn’t much. The mewls from within the leather helmet were amusingly indignant. I adjusted her by the knees so her butt hung over the rim of the table and eased my shaft into her entrance. Pleasingly it took a bit of time and effort to wedge myself in all the way. With luck her husband was on the small side. But eventually I was in up to my balls and I had her plump tits in my hands to steer her by.

It’s a very different feeling. The previous night I’d made love to my own wife as usual. I’m always horny the night before a hit. She’s mid-thirties and has had our two kids but that’s not what makes the difference. It’s something to do with a victim’s vaginal muscles contracting as they try to resist the invasion, even though there is nothing they can actually do about it.

I like to think of myself as a good fuck. I’ve generally been able to make girlfriends and the missus cum pretty regularly. But those stories where the unwilling woman climaxes on her rapist’s cock are baloney. I mean, it’s probably happened, but mostly it’s just guys like us trying to make ourselves feel okay. No sir, an orgasm was the last thing on this 27 year old bimbo’s mind I can assure you. But it was way at the forefront of mine. I always like to get the first one out of the way. Let them hear you grunt and groan as you collapse across their heaving chests.

I peeled off and knotted the condom carefully, then cracked open a can of beer from my bag. Her body tensed. Most victims retain one last hope at this stage. That it will be over quickly and you’ll be gone. The cracking open of a can and a satisfied belch is a neat way of crushing their optimism. Time for a little mind-fucking monologue.

?Hi doll. You have a fucking nice cunt. For now.?

Give her a few moments to mull that over. Another swig of beer.

?Nod your head if you heard what I said.?

Watch the leather helmet rise slightly and then fall.

Then stick the end of a switchblade into her cuntlips. Not enough to draw blood but a sharp, shocking prick.

?It would take me thirty seconds to slice your cunt up so that it could never be put back together again.?

She could barely move, but if she could have, she would. There was a muted, moaning sound.

I pressed the steel tip against the rim of her anus. ?Hold still.?

She froze, silent.

I teasingly slid the knife up her thighs. Her skin goose-bumped with fear. ?That’s it, good girly !? I spoke to her like she was a dog. The canine sort. A bitch. ?Now spread your thighs as wide as you can. That’s it. Push out your hips. Show me your cunt.?

I reached into my travel bag and picked out my portable branding iron. It was in its charger and the end already glowed bright red. The end was a metal circle with 4 iron letters mounted inside it.

She seemed to sense something bad was happening.

?Hips out !? I snapped. ?Present that clit to me.?

She wailed inside the claustrophobic leather hood. Helpless, she could obviously feel the heat of the iron inches from her mound.

?Shall I burn your clitty off ?? I asked her. ?You’ll never cum again.?

I jumped back. There was a hiss. She’d pissed herself in fear. An arc of urine had splashed the end of the iron making it sizzle. I watched her bladder emptying onto the floor. Then I plugged the iron back into its charger. You can delay, lady, but you can’t change the ending.

?Nice shot !? I mock-congratulated her, patting her mound. ?Don’t worry. Sex can be good without having any orgasms. You and your husband will learn to enjoy it. Nice and gentle, romantic, cuddly. Maybe you’ll both prefer it if you blow him in future rather than use your mutilated cunt.?

Her head rocked from side to side on the table in desperation.

I picked up the iron again and blew on the end. It was nice and hot.

?Let’s start with those big hooters, shall we ??

I used the switchblade against her chest to hold her still and banged the iron into the meat of her left boob. A quick stab and out, like a good cowhand.

She made quite a ruckus even through the gag and hood.

Four letters were seared into the soft white canvas of her breast:

U S E D

I’ve found it’s a highly effective word. It plays havoc with a couple’s mind. After a few weeks, it’s healed to just a hard, dark scar. Overtime the colour fades but it remains unavoidable and legible for life.

I stood back and admired the USED on each D-cup tit and a third USED on the centre of her pubic mound, where it had singed through her tiny tuft of hair. It was true too. I had used her cunt.

I’d spared her clit. Call me a softie.

Then I took a series of digital photos. In the months to come, once they’d started to get over the worst of their ordeal, I’d send them anonymous postcards out of the blue. She’s at home opening a bill.  Whoops. Out pops an ‘after’ photo. He’s at his office opening a letter. Damn. His day’s ruined.

Then I turned her over.

It was time to complete the set.

I heated up the iron and popped two more USED logos into her buttocks. She took them surprisingly quietly, her body slumped semi-conscious on the table, her mouth undoubtedly dry and exhausted.

I rolled a condom onto my dick and ripped her newly scorched cheeks open. She made a rather pathetic effort to resist but I was soon embedded into her anus up to my balls.

This time I took longer than the fuck. I dragged it out, enjoying myself, humming a little tune, slapping her tender loins.

But eventually I filled the condom and dropped onto her back.

?Swallow.?

I’d knocked her out with a mild anaesthetic for five minutes, sufficient time to flip her back over, remove her hood, take out the gag, then refasten the hood on her head but with the zipper over her mouth open.

When she came round, I used my gloved hand to squeeze the contents of both condoms slowly between her lips. I was careful to make sure every drop disappeared down her throat. Not even the most advanced detective work can identify semen that’s passed through a woman’s digestive tract.

It completed the set; cunt, anus and mouth.

Even with the hood on, I could see the curl of distaste on her lips.

?Here.?

I carefully placed the open flap of the carton of orange juice from their breakfast onto her lips. She sipped thirstily, washing away any last traces of DNA evidence in her gums and teeth.

?Well, darling.? I said. ?That was an unexpectedly fun way to fill the morning, wasn’t it ??

?Please ? d ? don’t kill me ?? she whispered.

?Kill you ? On no, that’s not my scene. I take such care, precisely so that I don’t have to kill you. No, I want you to live a long, long life.?

? ?why ??

?No ! Don’t torment yourself with that question. Why ? Why does anything happen ? It could have been a car crash instead. Whoom ! A big truck and you’re dead. Or crippled. Or you could have felt a lump in that boob of yours and gone to see the doctor this morning. Boom. Sorry, dear, you’ve got cancer.?

Her tongue licked her dry lips. Her glistening teeth really were perfect.

?But instead, this happened. Bad luck I guess but, all in all, better than death, or being crippled, or diagnosed with cancer, huh ??

She had no answer to that. She just started crying so I gagged her, this time with the gag outside the helmet so she could breathe slightly easier.

I tidied up, repacked my travel bag, wiped down surfaces. I left her puddle of urine. I was wearing a pair of her husband’s camping boots that I’d found upstairs. They were a size too small for me. I’d take them with me and destroy them. But his prints would maybe occupy the detectives a while ? That’s if they decided to call the cops. Not everyone did.

My last act was to set up the remains of breakfast around her. Broken bowls from the floor, shards of smeared plates, cutlery and preserves.

Only serial perfectionists like me give any thought to how they want their victims found. Her husband would come home, as usual, about six. He’d find her there, a naked living-sculpture, splayed out, across the middle of the breakfast table he’d left her sitting at this morning.

Finally, my signature.

I plonked the boxes of Corn Flakes and muesli either side of her used flesh.

Guess what. The ?Cereal Rapist? had struck again !

THE END

By the same Author:

Completed Novels:

?After the Pestilence? – a long (80,000 words) novel set in the near future, involving numerous characters and containing, as one reviewer said, ‘something for everyone’ (most of it is non-consensual and the humiliation is extreme, although the actual violence is mainly moderate).

?Five Words? – a long (70,000 words) Fem-domme novel, starting with just five words that changed his life. The handful of words that turned him from a husband, father and businessman to something else entirely’ (a bdsm romance).

?Best Enjoyed Cold? – A medium length (35,000 words) ‘Rape and Revenge’ thriller (non-consensual and emotionally cruel).

?Priceless? – A medium length (32,000 words) ‘Blackmail Saga’, originally conceived as a short-story, that grew into a novella punctuated by advertising industry taglines (consensual becomes non-consensual).

New Short Stories:

?Credit Crunch? – a two part Male-dom short story (M/f), September 2008

?Loaning Lucy? – a single part Fem-domme, lesbian short story (F/f), September 2008, that may continue depending on reviews and reader feedback

Completed Short Stories:

?A Special Relationship? and ?A Special Weekend? – A fem-sub story and its sequel set in present day England of an Anglo-American relationship, involving a submissive British woman whose boundaries are pushed to their very limit by her younger dominant boyfriend during two turbulent weekends (a consensual story involving cuckqueening, female chastity and humiliation). This was originally intended as a ‘trilogy’ but due to reviews of A Special Weekend, the third instalment was canned.

?Son-of-a-Gun? – A male-dom short story set in both the mid-nineteenth century and the present day recounting the fate of two young ladies at the mercy of a desperate ship’s crew stranded on a remote island (part non-consensual and part consensual involving moderate bdsm and humiliation).

?The Ballad of Lara and Gemma? – a Fem-domme, lesbian spin-off tale from ‘After the Pestilence’, in two parts, describing the infatuation of a Domme and her unwilling female slave (all non-consensual scenes and extreme humiliation, including scat).

Unfinished Business:

?Hard Labor? – intended as a multi-part novel set in the near future but I’m afraid writer’s block has prevented continuation of this story for the moment (non-consensual)

?Short n Sweet? –  a Male-dom story first posted at the same time as ?Five Words?, with an invitation for readers to choose which novel was continued. Five Words won ! (consensual, at least for now ?)

?Hors d’oeuvres? and ?Amuse-Bouches? (both written in English by the way !) – two collections of three ‘first chapters’ that were never continued.

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Somewhere in the aether of the cosmos, across from Zeus' penthouse, next to Cthulhu's condominium, a business meeting was going to hell. Not - the- Hell, though?that was a couple blocks away. The Eleven Muses were running out of options. Calliope scowled. "Useless humans!" "Bash them all you want, but you must admit: they have been pretty useful, given the circumstances," Cenobia said meekly. "'Given the circumstances!' Do you have any idea how tired I am of hearing your...

2 years ago
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Bemused Chapter Two

"Power up. What, you don't know what a transformation sequence is?" Chip rubbed his forehead. "Hoo, boy. We animal mascots have it tough." "You're not an animal, you freaky fat-..." Steve began. "Pink sugar stardust SURPRISE!" Dirk interrupted. "Twinkie power rainbow MAGIC!" Mike and Steve cast baffled glances at him. "What are you doing?" Steve said, aghast. "I'm trying to figure out what our power-up phrase is. Lovely heart dream MAKE-UP! Wonderful lyrical...

2 years ago
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UsedCondom Drinking Alleysex Cuckold

Story No. 3Used-Condom Drinking: Alley-Sex CuckoldThere is nothing more mouthwateringly-tantilizing than the thought of guzzling another man's sperm from a woman's pussy, that's true. However, nothing quite provides that feeling of downright-seediness, like guzzling another guy's spunk from a used-condom - NOTHING!!! And for me personally, the fact that I'm most definitely not even into guys, makes it even dirtier and even more depraved. Reducing your otherwise masculine-self to the level of a...

2 years ago
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Used Girl

Used Girl By Jennifer Adams It is often said that you should always keep your promises; I say that there is a time to break your promises. If you will listen to my story, I will explain why I say that. I remember how it all began... I ran across the parking lot. I just had to get to the florist before they closed. I really needed to send Cindy flowers. Cindy was my live in girlfriend. Well... ex-live- in girlfriend. At least as of yesterday afternoon. I had gotten home from...

1 year ago
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Used Panties

Used Panties Reddit, aka r/UsedPanties! Welcome, my perverted mates. This subreddit is for all who enjoy the natural fragrance of hot women and their juices. It is all in the name of the subreddit; thus, if r/usedpanties/ sounds interesting, why the fuck not give it a chance? I mean, the browsing is free, and if you are interested in what you can expect before you actually start browsing, just continue reading. I shall explain it all.Yes, this subreddit is just what you would expect it to be....

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2 years ago
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Used like a Submissive Slut Gay

You've heard the line before: "I'm married to a beautiful woman and am mostly straight, but every once in a while I'm overcome by that craving and I simply must suck cock." That's pretty much been the story of my life ever since I discovered my first glory hole at an ABS, when I was 18. It wasn't until recently though, maybe in the last year, that my cravings started to change. For the past few months I've become increasingly obsessed with the idea of being a slut. The more I thought about it,...

2 years ago
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Used

I have always enjoyed dressing up and having horny guy fun with hard cocked guys,makes me feel so damn slutty,but the one thing that makes me cum so very hard is being used by multiple men and being used for their pleasure not mine,so every few months I organise a session where clean and health vetted guys can get their fun and cum with me.So this time we were playing at a friends farm,he has an enclosed open to the sky yard and we were playing in there,I was wearing my catsuit,long black...

3 years ago
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Used by my daddy and his friends

After meeting Tel for the first time and being fucked by him i kept in touch with him online,and he popped in to the chatroom some nights to watch me on cam.He said he enjoyedwatching me show off my cock and tight ass all dressed up and that i was his little slutand he had a surprise for me at the weekend if i could come round his place. I said thatwould be no problem and what did he have planned for me.He said not to worry its justmy next lesson and i would enjoy it.I wondered what he had in...

3 years ago
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Used Wife

I would like to tell you how I turned my loving wife in to a cock sucking, cum drenched whore. She is aged 46 size 14/16 with a voluptuous figure, long legs and lovely tits. She has hazel coloured eyes and long brunette hair.I have always wondered what it would be like to watch her being used by another guy or a group of guy’s. She would never agree to what I had in mind unless I sprung it on her or it just happened. It did happen!So here is our story.One evening as I travelled from a pub just...

1 year ago
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Used by the family

Hello to all ISS readers This is a true incedent and happened few years ago. I am raj. I am 22 years old. I live in Banglore with my parents and i have relatives in Banglore and Delhi. We visit them often and since being a big family we had getto gethers and family functions often. This incident happened when i was 18 years of age. Right from my child hood we(my family) used to visit our relatives in summer holidays. I have many aunts and I had a aunt, seema,she was a nurse. Who was around 31...

Incest
4 years ago
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Used And Abused

The true story of why I don't do analUSED AND ABUSED (Edited) My first experience of being shared was my last for over twenty years. I had been married to my first husband for over fifteen years and we had three k**s and to be perfectly honest the only time we had sex was when he wanted it. This was back in the seventies and women didn't have much say in such things then and I just lay back and thought of England as he fucked me till he came. There was no thought for my feelings, I was just...

2 years ago
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Used Girlfriend

My girlfriend was hot, worked out a lot, and had a hard muscular body.She and I used to watch porn together.So I had figured out that she liked interracial porn.Once we were out at a club, and I went to the restroom.When I came back, this big very muscular black guy was chatting her up.I could tell that she was getting horny, just from the way she was breathing and her eyes were dilating.When she saw me she kind of turned away from that guy and I whispered that she seemed kind of horny. She...

4 years ago
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Used by Taxi Driver and more

David was a young teen boy, average in size and looks and had never even thought about anything other than girls. There was never a gay thought come into his mind and he thought it would stay like that.One day he was going into town to meet some friends and have a few drinks, he did not have much money but he could not resist the invite.David phoned a taxi company to organise a lift into town. 10 minutes later the Taxi turned up and David left his house and got into the cab, on the way there he...

3 years ago
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Used Wife II

A follow on from my wife’s filthy encounter in a public toilet where she was used by several strangers.Last month I attended a conference which was boring but the upside was that partners and wives could stay too. The company had provided the hotel accommodation and a party on the last evening with a meal and free bar. The wife dressed to impress in a short black cocktail dress, black bra, black seamed pantyhose and black high heeled shoes. Her dress was too snug for stockings or for her to...

4 years ago
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Used By a Younger Woman Part 1

I was raised as a Catholic and when I was younger, I use to be very staid about sex. I lost my virginity fairly late (23), and really thought sex was the missionary position with the lights off. Things move in mysterious ways and we embark on many journeys in our life, not always knowing where the endpoint is. Although my journey of sexual pleasure started a bit late, it gained significant momentum. When I got into my 40s, my sex life evolved, and in recent years with the advent of the internet...

1 year ago
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used at school 8

During their lunch break Olivia got a text telling her to go and give herself to the builders and let them do what ever they wanted to with her, so she got up and left Claire at the diner table and headed towards the gym. Claire sat there a little while before her phone started to ring and when she answered it she heard David's voice."Hello Slave, I bet you have been wandering why I have not done anything to you yet haven't you slut?""Hello Master, Yes I thought you had forgotten about me""Well...

2 years ago
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Used my wife

1. We were a newly married couple, I was 20 and my pretty little wife Helen was only 18. She had been listening to older women chatting at the hairdressers about wife swapping and had been turned on by it. She eagerly told me all the gory details that she had heard and seeing that I was turned on as well, asked me if we should try it. Well the thought of being able to get my hands on lot's of other women seamed a great idea. I hadn't really thought about how I would feel seeing Helen with...

3 years ago
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Used at School 6

Slaves take control for a dayEarly the next morning Claire and Olivia woke up and sneaked out of bed and went down stairs and they started talking about how their Master had treated them making them take the two black guys cock's without letting the girls know what was going to happen and as they talked they decided that they should get their own back on their Master. Claire grabbed some rope and hand cuff's while Olivia grabbed a blindfold and some other toys before they both sneaked back up...

3 years ago
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Used as a Plaything

Brianna whispered in my ear.  ‘Do you feel safe, Andy?’Did I feel safe?First, I need to explain the position in which I found myself.Brianna had brought me into a luxurious apartment and blindfolded me, before guiding me into another room where soft music was playing.All she had told me about the evening was the owner of the apartment, a woman in her fifties, had got friendly with Brianna and mentioned she had fancied the pants off me.  Together the two of them hatched a plan to use me as her...

BDSM
2 years ago
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USED WIFE

The bar was packed out, well it was Saturday night. My wife Polly, a stunning petite redhead of 18 summers, and I pushed our way through the crowd. We had popped in for a drink before going to see a show. As we where passing a booth full of construction workers a guy tapped my arm and said. ‘If you need a seat you can squeeze in here.’ He stood up to let us in. I said to Polly, as she sat down, ‘I’ll get the drinks.’ and went off to the bar. It must have taken me at least 15 minutes to get the...

2 years ago
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USED AND ABUSED

My first experience of being shared was my last for over twenty years. I had been married to my first husband for over fifteen years and we had three k**s and to be perfectly honest the only time we had sex was when he wanted it. This was back in the seventies and women didn't have much say in such things then and I just lay back and thought of England as he fucked me till he came. There was no thought for my feelings, I was just a receptacle for his cum. It seemed like every time I came I got...

4 years ago
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Used like a BBC Whore

This is a story I wrote about one night being used at the sleazy hotel I lived at. If you've seen it before it was postedAbout a year ago while living in a hotel and living there as a Transexual I was used by a young black man as his whore for the night. He moved in about two weeks ago with a couple friends. They where maybe 5 rooms away from me on 1st floor. As the week wore on I would be coimg and going and would notice them watching me. When I would walk by they never said anything but one...

1 year ago
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Used at the Office

Jenny winced a bit as she slid her khakis on, her pussy was still sore from the weekend abuse. Well it would have a few days to recover as it was time to become an “Asian sweetheart” again. She giggled to herself as the buttons of her light blue blouse closed to hide the faint whore still penned on her belly. Little did any one at work know that she was a rampant slut when not being a quiet office manager, time to put on that sweet act again. There was a fear in her posting on xHam that she...

1 year ago
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Used I Was

The party had been great. It was really good that Lara had been able to convince her father to let them have the family beach house for the weekend. There were only supposed to be a few girls at the party; some of Lara's high school friends. At 18 her father wanted to give her some responsibility and this would double as a last chance for some of them to meet before leaving for different colleges the next year."Mr T....I am ready again...I am going to cum again...ohhhhhh...ohhhh," Tammy moaned....

3 years ago
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USED WIFE

The bar was packed out, well it was Saturday night. My wife Polly, a stunning petite redhead of 18 summers, and I pushed our way through the crowd. We had popped in for a drink before going to see a show. As we where passing a booth full of construction workers a guy tapped my arm and said. "If you need a seat you can squeeze in here." He stood up to let us in. I said to Polly, as she sat down, "I'll get the drinks." and went off to the bar.It must have taken me at least 15 minutes to get the...

3 years ago
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Used Like A BBC Whore

This is a story I wrote about one night being used at the sleazy hotel I lived at. I lived there as a m-f trans. I lived and worked as a woman. About a year ago while living in a this hotel I was used by a young black man as his whore for the night. He moved in about two weeks ago with a couple friends. They where 5 rooms away from me on 1st floor. As the week wore on I would be coming and going and would notice them watching me. When I would walk by they never said anything but one...

1 year ago
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Used

Linda picked up Serena at school and the mother was looking forward to a get away with her daughter. The two would spend the long weekend shopping in the big city.Linda looked at her pretty daughter as they set out on the road. She could not help but think of herself at that same age. She remember moving into the years were her body transformed into a woman. She wondered if Serena had already given her virginity to some clumsy boy.Linda remembered how her early sexual experiences were so...

3 years ago
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Used in Public pt 1

"They were staring at me... the whole walk home..." She was still blushing, her gaze only lifting from the floor to his every so often, unable to maintain the eye contact. She was sitting on the edge of the couch, her mostly bare legs pressed together tightly to keep herself from squirming, her arms folded beneath her breasts. Her arms pressed them together, framing them in the dangerously low cut shirt, accentuating her cleavage. The same shirt he'd had her walk home in, spend her whole day...

3 years ago
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Abused in school

So lets begin. M It’s 2:45 and you supposed to be in class, but for some reason you’re not. You have a black leather collar on and your standing with me, as I pull out of the kiss we were in I take a leash and attach it to the collar then I lead you along to a vacant room, room 105. As I pull you in I walk over to a table and sit down, I pull you in between my legs and I start kissing you on your neck. As I use my fingertips to get your nipples hard, as I break away I hear a moan as I...

4 years ago
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Abused in the club

This is the first time I have submitted anything like this so please bare with me! I first got into exhibitionism when I was 18 years old. Me and my boyfriend at the time were walking back from a night out and feeling frisky, he had been touching and teasing me all night and I was horny as hell. We walked along the pavement down a reasonably busy road past a park which was surrounded by a small waist height wall. My boyfriend dragged me into the park and we started to kiss, anyway, fuelled by...

1 year ago
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Abused Arsonist

Your name is John Doe. Three months ago, you started your College-Level Education at Doe University in a fit of irony that you felt couldn't be passed up - apparently, someone in their administrative office agreed with your sense of humor. Your dorm room is pretty standard - two cots resting against opposite walls, two work desks, two dressers and a load of random shit that you and your roommate brought from your respective homes. Somewhat less standard, from what you've heard and read, is the...

4 years ago
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Abused

She opened the invite, simple straight forward, come to the cottage wear your red rubber basque and dress! Be here at 8! Sharon was so excited she was getting her fantasy delivered!At 7.52 the was a knock on my door, when I opened it Sharon with a huge smile was there eager to enter and start. You are early I said, sorry Sir she replied, I stepped out removed her coat and told her to bend over the garden table and wait there for me, I returned to the house. At 8 I went out and attached her...

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