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As soon as JT saw me he turned his seat around and called me over. He checked my abused body carefully to assess the extent of the damage. He examined all of the bruises on my tits and my thighs. He ordered me to turn around and he checked out my back and my ass.
"Not too bad," he decided.
I turned back around and he stuck a couple of fingers in my sore, stretched out pussy.
I grunted in pain when his fingers entered me. But he seemed satisfied.
"Yeah," he said. "That cunt is tightening up already. Don't worry, darling, you're still prime pussy." All he cared about was whether or not my pussy would be tight enough to bring him pleasure the next time he raped. He couldn't care less if my insides were shredded and bleeding.
After he inspected my body he pulled his pants down, pulled me down to my knees and I sucked him off. I swallowed his cock, and then a few minutes later I swallowed his cum.
After he came I went through the normal cock worship routine that he required of me. When he was satisfied, he pushed me away. I crawled to a chair and sat down and cried quietly for a while.
As Luke drove down the road in the dark the two brothers talked excitedly about how much money they had just made. I wasn't listening. I didn't want to know. But I couldn't help overhearing that they had made almost $3,000 selling my ass tonight, and another $500 for letting me fuck a dog.
I felt a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. That horrible thought kept coming back and slapping me in the face. If I got out of this, if my husband and I should somehow live, no matter what happened for the rest of my life I would be a woman who had fucked a dog for the amusement of a room full of cruel men.
The RV finally slowed and turned off the road. We started moving through the trees again. I had wondered if we would be returning to the same clearing where our car and all of our belongings had been left. It now appeared that was the plan. There's no reason why I should have found that reassuring. But somehow I did.
Luke parked the RV back in the same clearing and shut the engine off. There was a brief moment of total silence before he stood up, said goodnight to JT and grabbed me.
It was his turn to use me tonight. Last night I belonged to JT. Tonight I would be Luke's sex slave.
Luke pulled me toward the bedroom in the back of the RV. He stopped at the bathroom on the way. He asked me if I had to go. I used the toilet less than an hour ago but I figured I was going to have a hard night so I nodded.
He watched as I sat on the toilet and struggled to pee with him watching me. I finally managed to get a few squirts out and I told him that I was done. I wiped my pussy with a few sheets of toilet paper and tried to stand up. He placed his large hand on the top of my head and held me in place.
I looked up to see what he wanted. The strange expression on his face made me nervous. It instantly became clear that I had good cause to be nervous. He pulled his cock out and aimed it between my legs.
That would have been awful enough on a normal toilet. But on this little plastic one in the RV, there was only a very small space between my thighs for him to pee into without pissing on me, and he wasn't even looking down. He had no intention of trying to avoid getting it on me.
He started pissing on my stomach and thighs. Not all at once in a steady stream. He would let loose a small stream and then pause, apparently to take pleasure from my shock and revulsion.
I looked at up at him in disbelief. I couldn't imagine that someone would even want to do this to another person! He smiled down at me with that slightly deranged smile I've seen on his face from time to time.
As he pissed on me he talked to me quietly. "I loved watching you tonight, fucking all those men, sucking their cocks. That was a hell of a show. I had a fucking hard on all god damned night! But the best part was when you fucked that damned old hound. That was hot!
"You know how many men fucked you tonight? I kept track. There were twenty-seven guys that fucked your mouth. There was thirty-four what fucked your cunt, and seven paid the extra money to fuck your ass. Sixty-eight men and a dog stuck their cocks in you tonight. Now it's my turn bitch."
As he spoke he continued to piss on me a little at a time. One hot squirt of foul smelling urine followed by another coated my body from my chest to my knees. Luke's face was unabashedly beaming with excitement, plainly displaying how much he was enjoying the horror and disgust in my face and the perverted act itself.
I tried not to cry. I was tired of crying. But I couldn't help it. It was overwhelming. All of it was overwhelming. When he saw the tears it was as if that was what he was waiting for. He crammed his still dripping cock in my mouth and finished pissing right down my throat!
I started gagging and choking immediately and despite my fear of these two men I struggled to push him away. I couldn't help myself.
He just giggled maniacally while I thrashed about on the end of his dick. It amused him that I was struggling so futilely. He held my head in an iron grip and pissed right down my throat.
When he finished he stepped back. He leaned against the door frame with his dick still hanging out of his pants and grinned down at me. In a tone of voice that made me think of the school bully from the fifth grade he ordered me clean up all the piss on the toilet and the floor ... with my tongue.
I was too shocked to move. I couldn't believe that he really meant what I was certain I just heard him say.
I was wrong. He pulled me off of the toilet and manhandled me to the floor. He guided my face around with a handful of my hair until he was satisfied that I would continue to debase myself without his help when he turned me loose. I wasn't crying quietly any longer. I was sobbing hysterically and gagging almost constantly.
I couldn't refuse, though. God knew what would happen to Jim if I ever said no to one of these monsters. I finally finished and looked up to see JT standing behind Luke and smiling.
"She did real good for her first time, didn't she Luke?" he said.
Luke giggled again and said, "Sure did, I bet I coulda pissed it all down her throat and she'd a drunk it. Okay, clean your ass up girl, you smell like piss. Then get your ass in the back. I need some pussy."
I used my damp towel to clean myself up a little. Fuck him! He's the one that pissed on me! Let him deal with the stink of it.
I finished up. I got as clean as I was going to get without taking another shower. I leaned against the door of the bathroom for a moment and tried to calm down. Then I went out and stepped into the small bedroom in the back.
Luke pulled me onto the bed and put me to work sucking his cock for a while. After I had sucked his cock for several minutes he put me on my hands and knees and fucked my pussy. He didn't cum yet, though. After fucking my pussy for a while he pulled out and forced his cock brutally into my unlubricated and very sore ass.
I whimpered in pain as he forced his hard cock into me. He giggled and said, "Oh yeah, baby. Keep making that sound. Fuck that turns me on! Come on baby! Cry for me!"
When I finally adjusted to his hard fucking and began to quiet down he reached around and started squeezing my already very sore tits. He didn't stop until I started whining in pain and crying again. That was what really got him off. He finally came in my much abused ass and collapsed on the bed beside me.
I was almost a zombie as I turned, leaned down and sucked his cock clean. When I finished I kissed the spongy head of his cock and in a dull, lifeless voice I thanked him for fucking me.
He pulled me up beside him on the bed and turned me on my side. He ordered me to lift my leg and he pushed his cock back into my ass. He didn't fuck me again, though. He let me lower my leg and he fell asleep with his cock buried in my ass.
We separated sometime during the night. But I guess he expected that.
It was late morning when we finally got up. It was not a pretty day. It was cloudy and cool with intermittent rain. So we played indoor games today. After breakfast I learned one of their favorite games.
JT stretched out on the floor in front of my husband and I sucked his cock until it was hard. He let me continue to suck on his cock for a few more minutes. Then he ordered me to straddle him.
I moved up over him and carefully inserted his cock into my pussy. Once I had his cock buried in me he pulled me down and held me tight while Luke knelt behind us.
Luke pushed my legs farther apart and worked his way up between them. He spread the cheeks of my ass, leaned down and spit between the cheeks. I felt his spit running down into the crack before he caught it with his finger and rubbed it around on my still very sore asshole.
It wasn't until that moment that I realized what he was planning. My head sagged forward and I moaned in fear. I think that at that moment I was just about ready to do something to give them an excuse to go ahead and kill us. I couldn't take much more of this. Not just physically. My mind ... I was beginning to fear that I was going to go out of my mind.
Luke apparently thought that little dab of saliva was lubrication enough. He leaned down over me then and began to force his cock into my ass. The pain was excruciating. I screamed loudly as his cock entered my ass. I was already feeling quite full with JT's cock buried in my pussy. I wanted to beg him to stop, to take it out, even just to use a lubricant. But between my screams of pain and my hysterical sobbing I couldn't even talk.
Once both cocks were inside of me they started fucking me brutally, right in front of my husband. Well, JT didn't actually move much. He lay under me with his hard cock in my pussy and tortured my breasts.
I didn't try to control the tears this time. I knew that was what they wanted to see. They took turns squeezing and twisting my already bruised tits and fucked me like the animals they are.
Luke came first. He started slamming into me with even more violence. I felt like my guts were being turned inside out with each brutal stroke. Then, at last, his big hands clamped down painfully on my shoulders for leverage. He pushed me down on top of his brother and slammed into me sadistically several more times before at last he cried out as his large body began to quiver and he filled me with more cum.
After his brother pulled out of me, JT flipped rolled me off of him and then rolled me back over onto my stomach. He, too, finished in my ass. When the ordeal was finally over I sucked them both clean, kissed their cocks and thanked them for fucking me.
They were finally satisfied, at least for the time being. They sat around naked after that, drinking beer and talking about how much fun I was to rape. I was perfectly happy to be left alone but I saw the way they were watching me. I knew I wouldn't get a lot of time to recover from their abuse. They were planning on something to make my day even more unpleasant. They enjoy humiliating me and debasing me almost as much as they enjoy raping me. Maybe even more since they are a large part of the sex act with those two horrible men. They almost seem to need my cries of pain and my tears to reach orgasm.
It didn't take long to find out what that something unpleasant was going to be. After he finished his beer Luke got to his feet. He stood in front of my husband and ordered me to crawl to him.
I was sitting on the floor only a few feet away. He could easily have taken two or three steps and been standing in front of me. But that wouldn't have been as humiliating and I feared that he wanted to do whatever it was he was about to do to me directly in front of Jim.
I have learned in a very short time that I have reason to fear whatever they wanted to do to me in front of my husband. They love tormenting me all the time, of course. But they seem to take special delight in tormenting me in front of my husband in order to humiliate and degrade us both at the same time, especially when they come up with some new way of debasing us.
He grinned down at me as I crawled closer. When I was close enough he reached down and pulled me to my knees using a handful of my hair as a handle.
I saw the look on his face and I knew something bad was about to happen to me.
I've never witnessed anyone torturing small animals. But I can imagine the expression on the faces of those sick individuals as they pursue that horrible pleasure. It would be the same expression I saw now on Luke's face as he pulled me to my knees and loomed over me.
I feared from the look on his face that whatever he had in mind for me now was not going to be just another sex act. This was going to be something else, something horrible. There was a sick look of anticipation on his cruel face. Whatever he was about to do to me was exciting the hell out of him.
He pushed his semi hard cock into my mouth and all the way into the back of my throat. When his cock was in place he grabbed a handful of my hair in each hand and held on tight. He grinned down at me with that sick expression on his face.
There was a long moment of fear as I waited to find out what he had in mind. I knew this was going to be more than just another horrible, brutal, demeaning blowjob. But still I almost couldn't believe it when I felt the first few spurts of hot urine splashing against the back of my throat and he started pissing in my mouth.
I struggled at first. I pushed against his thighs and tried to pull away. I could hear JT laughing his ass off as he sat nearby and watched.
I choked and I gagged and I pushed futilely. But before long I gave up. I knew I was beaten. He lasted a long time this time. It wasn't just a few final squirts like yesterday in the bathroom. This time he emptied his bladder in my mouth. But at least his cock wasn't buried all the way in my throat. I was able to breathe.
Most of the vile liquid sprayed straight down my throat. But when his bladder was nearly empty he pulled back enough that the last few spurts sprayed into my mouth, coating my tongue and the insides of my cheeks so that I could fully appreciate them.
As soon as he pushed me away I rushed to the bathroom and threw it all up in the toilet. I held onto the toilet for a long time afterwards, my body racked painfully with dry heaves long after my stomach was empty.
As much as I dreaded going back out there, I knew I didn't dare dawdle in here. They were nowhere near finished torturing me. No matter how bad it gets I know that I have to avoid displeasing them. I can't let them hurt Jim.
I rinsed out my mouth, washed my face and hands and went back into the sitting area. JT called me over and said, "We're going to have to work on that throwing up thing. It ruins the mood."
And so we did. He stood up, pushed me back down onto my knees and we did it all over again.
It seemed to go on forever. He held me the same way that Luke had, holding onto handfuls of my hair like reins. But I was beaten, broken. I didn't fight him. I didn't have it in me to fight them any longer.
I continued to gag and choke on the disgusting spray until finally he shot those last few spurts into my mouth. Making certain that I got the full effect of those last few spurts was like some sort of ceremonial act or something.
As soon as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and released his painful grip on my hair I tried to scramble to my feet and run to the bathroom.
He anticipated that. He held me down easily and got right down in my face. I knew that he was deadly serious when he said in a calm, quiet voice, "If you wait ten minutes I won't cut off one of your husband's ears. Okay?"
Oh god! I couldn't! I was already heaving and my stomach was churning. But JT got right in my face again and said, "It's all in your mind, you worthless cunt. Once you realize that, you got it licked. Now calm down. I'll tell you when you can go to the bathroom."
I knelt there, holding my stomach and forcing myself to relax. There was no doubt in my mind that he would carry out his threat, just as there was no doubt in my mind that the couple who started their vacation in this motorhome is dead now. The violence was never far beneath the surface with these two horrible men.
I tried telling myself that it was just recycled beer. Unfortunately, my swollen stomach was not a very good listener. When he finally gave me permission to go to the bathroom I scrambled to my feet. I just barely made it to the toilet in time.
I cleaned myself up again and went back out to find that JT was gone. I heard our car driving away and I looked at Luke.
"JT's going out to get you some more work," he said with that evil grin on his face.
Oh Christ, I thought. Not again! I can't take another night like that.
I made lunch when Luke got hungry. He watched me carefully when I was using the forks and knives. He may be crazy, but he isn't stupid. Well, maybe a little, just not enough.
After lunch I cleaned up the RV and then sucked Luke's cock again. I got permission to speak and asked if Jim could go to the bathroom and get a drink.
Luke thought about it and then he asked Jim if he had to piss. Jim nodded. He was responding. But the dull, lifeless look in his eyes scared me.
Luke smiled and said to me, "After you drink his piss you can get him a drink."
Not again! Shit!
I crawled over to my helpless, demoralized husband and unfastened his pants. I pulled his pants down enough to get at his cock and took him into my mouth. He was struggling as I pulled his pants down. He shook his head violently and made urgent sounds into his ever-present gag. He was obviously trying to make me stop.
I certainly wasn't anxious to do this again. But I was slowly being broken. If this was all that I could do for him then I would do what I could to make things easier for him.
Once I took his cock in my mouth he couldn't help himself. He really had to go bad, very bad. I felt his body shaking with silent sobs he couldn't contain. But his bladder had a mind of its own. It could only hold so much.
It took him a long time to finish. It was more difficult for me because his cock wasn't wedged in my throat. I had to take an active part in my own degradation for Luke's amusement. I was forced to actually swallow it as his bladder emptied in my mouth.
I finally stood up when Jim finished and began to rush for the bathroom. I hadn't taken two steps before Luke shook his head and said, "Fifteen minutes this time."
I looked at the clock on the microwave and then stared at it for fifteen minutes, counting every second. I was dismayed to find, though, that every time they did this horrible thing to me it was getting easier. This was not something I wanted to become good at.
When I was finally given permission I rushed to the bathroom and dropped to my knees in front of the toilet. I was shocked when I actually had to stick my finger down my throat to get the revolting contents of my stomach to come back up. I vomited up the bladder full of piss I just swallowed. As soon as I had expelled all of my husband's urine I discovered that I had to pee.
I cleaned up once more. I couldn't seem to get the taste out my mouth and the smell seemed to be with me constantly, though I didn't have any on me that I could find.
I went back out and got a bottle of water for Jim. I took his gag off but his handcuffs were fastened under the seat so I had to hold the bottle for him. He drank gratefully. But we never looked in each other's eyes. We were too humiliated.
We didn't attempt to communicate. Luke was watching us closely. We hadn't forgotten that we weren't allowed to speak.
Jim finished the bottle of water. I timidly requested permission to speak and begged Luke to leave the gag off. Even if Jim yelled at the top of his lungs no one could hear him way out here.
Luke thought about it and said, "Okay, we can leave it off until we hear the car coming back. It's like JT told you, though. You have to give something to get something. And if he makes a sound before JT gets back it's coming out of your hide.
I agreed without hesitation. What the hell! They could make me do any perverted thing they wanted anyway.
I assumed he had something specific in mind and I was right. He pulled his pants off again and ordered me to lie on the floor in front of Jim. I stretched out on my back on the floor and he squatted over my face. I didn't know what he was doing at first. When he ordered me to use my tongue on his asshole I was shocked. I guess after everything else that has happened I shouldn't have been. And after all, this hardly even registered on the pervert scale compared to the other things they've made me do since they kidnapped us.
Once more I struggled to control my stomach and while he hovered over my face I ate his asshole for nearly half an hour. I don't believe this person ever took a shower! The stench was unbearable.
I didn't flinch. I didn't struggle. In part because I knew that he hoped that I would. But mostly I did what I was told because I was broken.
Finally I outlasted him. He turned around and jumped on me like a football player tackling a quarterback. He forced his cock into my dry pussy and fucked me while holding me in a death grip in his arms.
He was resting all of his weight on my body. His face was only inches from mine. While he fucked me he ordered me to open my mouth. He held my eyes locked in his evil gaze as he slowly and deliberately spit in my mouth while he raped me. Not just once, over and over again.
He covered my face with spit and then he spit in my mouth some more. I could only lie there under him and submit, disgusted beyond my power to describe. I cried quietly and let him do whatever he wanted until he finally reached orgasm. As soon as he let me up I did the rest of my job.
He didn't let me clean up. While the spit dried on my face he opened up one of the storage cabinets and retrieved a magazine. It was a Playboy Magazine. He sat down and got comfortable. He spread his legs and ordered me to hold his cock in my mouth while he looked through it.
I guess I finally wore him out. His cock didn't get hard again.
He did have to piss later. Luckily not as much because this time my mouth was higher than his lap and just like when I took care of Jim earlier I had to actively swallow it. I almost fucked that up. Near the end I started to gag. But I started to panic when I nearly spilled some of his piss on him and I managed to control myself.
This time he didn't let me go to the bathroom afterwards. But I managed to keep it down. I was too afraid of what he would do to Jim if I didn't.
I think that depression was starting take control of me. I was beginning to lose hope. I was starting to think that maybe surviving this ordeal wasn't the best option. I didn't know if I could just give up and let them kill us. But it was on my mind.
Just as it was getting dark we heard the car coming up the path. Luke jumped up and put the gag back in Jim's mouth.
JT came in with a huge smile and said, "Luke, my boy, this is going to be a big one. The cunt's going to make us some real money tonight. Come on. Let's go. They're waiting for us to come back with the bitch. We're going to make some easy money tonight and get to see a good show at the same time. You're gonna love this!"
They left Jim cuffed to the chair. I was dragged out to the car, still naked. They shoved me in the back seat a lot more forcefully than was necessary and sat in front. JT started the car and drove slowly back down the narrow trail toward the road. They ignored me except to order me to get on the floor and keep my head down.
They drove through the countryside for a long time before the car finally turned off the road and came to a stop. I knew that something bad was going to happen to me. But I was very uncomfortable bouncing around on the floor in the back. I was relieved when the car came to a stop and I could relax and quit bracing myself at last. JT and Luke climbed out. Before he slammed the door JT said, "Don't fucking move, got it?"
"Yes sir," I said, afraid to look up.
I stayed on my knees with my head down until I heard footsteps and voices approaching the car. The passenger door opened and I was pulled out roughly. In addition to JT and Luke, there were half a dozen other men and one woman standing beside the car waiting to see what JT had brought them.
Our destination had been a farm! We were parked in front of a huge old barn.
The strangers looked me over. One of the men stepped up to me and ordered me to turn around while he inspected my body. He turned to JT then and said, "She's perfect. Are you sure she'll do it?"
JT nodded and said, "Not a problem. There isn't anything this slut won't do."
He leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "Not if she wants to see her husband alive again."
I understood. I knew that whatever it was they wanted me to do here, or wanted to do to me, it must be something horrible. It always is. I also knew that whatever perverted acts they demanded of me I would comply in order to protect Jim.
JT grabbed my arm and I was pulled along as we went through the partially closed door and into the large clean area in the center of the barn. It was immediately obvious that this was no longer a working farm.
I looked around, looking for some indication of what I could expect to happen to me here. There were professional looking movie cameras and lights all over the place. It was set up just like a movie studio. Someone started moving a large, strange looking bench into the center of the room.
I assumed that the bench was for me since there were heavy leather straps to hold their victim in place. But I wasn't immediately strapped down on the bench. I still didn't know what they had planned for me. But I overheard some of their conversation. They talked it over and decided that they should get me warmed up first. They didn't actually say what they were going to make me do after I was "warmed up."
I was pushed to my knees. JT and Luke stood to the side watching and making sure that I did what I was told as each of the six men took a turn slamming their cocks into my mouth and violently fucking my face.
Once they had all cum down my throat one of the men went out and came back inside a couple of minutes later leading a large horse!
A lot of girls like horses. I'm not one of them. I'm afraid of horses. I was about to learn that I had good reason to be afraid of this one.
After all of the men had gotten their rocks off in my throat they left me alone. I managed to get to my feet and stood by myself off to the side, trying to stay out of everyone's way. While I was waiting for someone to tell me what to do a woman came over to me and asked if I had ever done this before.
"Done what?" I asked.
She looked at me, surprised and somewhat amused, and exclaimed, "You don't know why you're here?!"
I shook my head.
She nodded in the direction of the horse they had just led in and said, "Well, for starters, me and you are going to suck off that fucking horse."
She saw my face turn white. She grabbed me and started talking fast and low. The urgency in her voice made it clear that what she had to say was important for me to remember.
"Listen honey, I don't know how you got into this. But I gotta tell you; these guys will fuck you up in a heartbeat if you give them any shit. You don't tell them no, especially not after they set this up.
"Here's what's gonna happen. They'll tie up the horse and keep him on a short rein so that he can't rear up. He's gonna get pretty excited so you always need to keep an eye on those hooves. We go over to him and let him sniff us. We pet him and rub on him until he gets used to us. We keep that up until he calms down a little. I'm going to lift his tail and hold it out of the way. You're going to bend down and lick his nuts."
She saw the look of disbelief on my face and she whispered urgently, "Pay attention, bitch! I ain't fucking around! These are some bad fucking dudes! I've heard rumors that not every girl that makes a movie here gets to go home afterwards."
I struggled to pay attention as she continued to describe in disgusting detail what these monsters were about to require of me.
"It won't be too bad," she said. "They wash his nuts and his cock before they bring him in. They'll take some close-ups of you licking his balls. Try to smile. If you don't, they can make you wish you did.
Once they're satisfied and the horse is ready we'll get under him and start rubbing his cock until it gets hard. As soon as his cock gets hard we take turns rubbing and sucking until he cums. It's just like jacking off some dude only bigger and messier."
She saw the shock and the disgust on my face and she shook her head. She seemed more worried by my stunned reaction than she was by what we were about to have to do.
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Introduction Its several years since I lost the writing bug. My Power Broker Series was reasonably successful, but frankly I ran out of ideas. I might revisit the Power Broker universe at some stage, but in the meantime, here is another universe to get your teeth into. The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex.If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further. Lifestyle Restructuring - Profits...
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At the age of 16 I was not a virgin and nobody knew it but me. I was part of the wrestling team at the highschool, which was a little strange because I was a girl, but nonetheless I was good for a wrestler and good looking too. I was and still am small, and at the time I was about 4 10 with A cup breasts and a growing ass that was becoming rather protrusive and attention grabbing of the guys. I didnt have a boyfriend because I didnt want one. I wouldnt have any problem getting one at all. I...
One good turn deserves another. In the bedroom that might translate as ‘one good sucking deserves a muffing’. I enjoyed this fairest of exchanges again just this morning. Let me share my experience with you… I woke early and looked at my girlfriend as she lay sleeping beside me. She was turned towards me and her beautiful face was partly covered by her long blonde hair. Her lips are the most sensual I have ever seen. Just looking at them makes me want to cum in her mouth. I have told her this...
I left home like so many boys did to enlist in the military at 18. I knew from a young age that I would enlist just like my father had. Part of me was doing it in his honor of sorts. He was killed in action in Iraq in 2004 when I was a boy. Life adjusted and continued as best it could for a few years after that until my 18th birthday approached. My poor mother was a wreck after dad died and became a house hermit for the rest of my time there. We weren’t very close but she always did what was...
The big goofball heard a sound coming from one of my VL20's. The door was open and there was something moving inside the door. I was sure that he thought he had me. He looked around warily, but he was sure I was inside of the machine. "What a wimp," he said loudly. "What kind of man hides inside of a God Damned machine? Your wife said you love these things. Well dumb ass, they can't protect you. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just going to make sure you sit your little ass down, while...
Sandy was walking in the forest for about an hour, it could have been longer or shorter it felt right to her it was warm and a hot summer night. She felt energised and vibrant in the forest the air was moist and damp, the sound was intense may it be bird or insect the orchestra was in full sound adding to the appeal of being in the out doors. It was approaching dusk but being a beautiful Summer night there was still abundance of light. Sandy was a beautiful 19 year old women, ...
It was a raining sunday, and i had been teasing daddy all day in the naughty way, but without it leading to sex, i knew daddy loved it. I know when i tease him like this he suddenly explode in a rough way and this was what i wanted.Being in latex/rubber most of the day was a normal thing to me, daddy loved me like that, daddy`s sissy girl should always be in latex also when i sleep, and over time i had a pretty awesome collection, daddy was spoiling me with latex presents.As expected, daddy got...
His name reminded me of mount Everest and in time he became to symbolize it too - an unreachable, mysterious goal. Our friendship began quite unexpectedly. I knew of him from high school but it wasn't until we were in the same college that I realized him. He was, and is the sort of geeky guy, that you would not recognize if you did not go up and talk to him; and maybe even then. He does not have the body of a god, nor is he an amazing speaker. But I knew from that moment that I was really...
Love StoriesHayley got up. “I’m going to bed, Michael.” “I’ll join you as soon this is over, Mum.” “Ha ha,” Hayley said in a sarcastic deadpan, like her son had made that joke before. then she headed toward her room, and, unseen by her, her son watched her leave. In her room, she took off her shirt, reveal a tight black bra that hugged and pushed her tits up. As she undressed she was unaware behind the cracked open door was her son, watching as she bend over, pull her pants down, revealing the...
I was mad and struggling as best I could. The knife sliced down the back of my t shirt and I could tell it had cut me as well, they cut away the rest of my shirt. Next the knife cut at my bra. I was naked. The car was still driving. The knife was held to my throat "keep still!" was the command. "Sod you!" I tried to shout but could not. The knife nicked my throat which caused me to pause. Then I tried struggling again, bouncing around to hinder them. The car stopped another...
The door suddenly opened and Master came in. His presence is always prevalent in a room and tonight was no exception. He forcefully grabbed my hair…pulling my head back to him and asked me who I belonged to. I answered, “I belong to YOU” and meant it with all my being. Just being in his presence made me want to be with him forever! He just smiled and told me I was his “Raven”. That’s all I needed to hear to know that I would follow his every command tonight. He blindfolded me with my leather...
My name is Lara Field. I am a biologist. I work at one of the largest Zoos in America. Working at a zoo had always been my dream job. I had just graduated from college with a degree in biology when my world got turned upside down. Up until then I had been one lucky girl. I hadn't had to pay for my college education because I had received a full scholarship for cheerleading. I have always worked very hard at keeping my body in perfect athletic shape. In addition to my long brown hair and...
Eight cylinders growl to life as I turn the ignition in my mustang. I step on the clutch, spinning my tires in the low gear. It's an ominous sign, considering what I'm speeding off to do. The interstate is bare and lays like a wanton whore before my lecherous tires. My speed needle rises, burying itself shortly in the hollow of illegal pleasure. I want to get this over with quickly, though dying isn't on my agenda for tonight. It's been 2 years since you and I first, well, crossed...
It started out as a girls’ night out. Shay was with her four girlfriends at the local bar they usually hung out at. The place was a small, dark dive with a bar, a few tables, and a couple of pool tables. There was an old jukebox in the corner that was usually playing some kind of classic rock song. The girls were having a great time drinking and laughing together. They were sitting at a table in a corner of the bar. Guys surrounded the five ladies, who were shamelessly flirting...
She went to all the home matches. Sometimes she managed to drag me along. Allie didn’t care for the sport itself, or really for any sport. I’m not sure she even paid any attention – she certainly didn’t cheer or even seem to be inwardly rooting for any of the boys or the team. She didn’t seem to care who won. She said she just had something for the outfits and the sweating and the grunting. It never carried any magic for me, though I couldn’t help admitting several of the boys were awful...
The Wrestler I have been coaching at a local wrestling club for about three months now and it is getting harder and harder to do. The reason&hellip,Angela. She is the owners daughter and she is fifteen. She is absolutely beautiful. She stands 56 and is a light skinned Puerto Rican. Her upper body is strong but pales in comparison to her legs. They are toned and muscular yet still maintain a sexy feel. Her lips are full and when she smiles, I cant help but shudder. Her perfect teeth combined...
By Lilguy31 Welcome to the Sex Wrestling Federation! It is a wrestling league where fights are run by the traditional pin fall or sexual battle. First one who cums loses, or sometime it is last person standing. First one to pass out loses. There a couple of belts. The mixed belt champ, The Tag team mixed belt champ, The woman’s belt champ and the tag team women’s belt champ. Here where you come to pick a character mode. You choose if its female or male. You can choose if it’s a bad guy or a...
FetishInspired by my story https://chyoa.com/story/Create-a-Wrestler.1263 And the later rebooted https://chyoa.com/story/Create-A-Wrestler-Reboot.6354 Welcome to the Mixed wrestling league. It is a wrestling league where fights are run by the traditional pin fall or sexual battle. First one who cums loses, or sometime it is last person standing. First one to pass out loses. There a couple of belts. The mixed belt champ, The Tag team mixed belt champ, The woman’s belt champ and the tag team women’s...
FetishThis a true story. Our 5th wedding anniversery was cumming up in a few days and fell in the middle of the week. I suggested we go out for dinner the friday before seeing we were both off the next day. I texted her earlier that day asking her to find herself a short little skirt to wear. I also added that i would love if she would not wear any panties under the skirt. the only reply was a coulpe of hours later that she was soooo exictied about our date. she was home from work before me and i...
After Our Life Swap (Prestige and Service) By Susannah Donim A wealthy man decides to trade places with his maid, but what happens next? [This is fan fiction; an homage to my all-time Fictionmania author, the great Belladonna. "Life Swap - Prestige and Service" is probably my all-time favourite Belladonna story. One of the things I love most about her work is how she often leaves the ending dangling, so we can all enjoy imagining what would happen next. Will the continuation be...
OFFICE RESTRUCTURING Daniel left in the morning, and Laura, tired and full of cum, prepared to go to work. Erica stumbled back from Ranjit's house a little after Daniel left. There was semen leaking from her pussy, bruises on her tits, and a visible slap mark on her face. Laura made no comment on it, merely kneeling in front of her to lick the delicious sperm from her cunt, and then leading her to the backyard so both girls could piss (naked and masturbating) and shower. At work,...
Your father used to be a wrestler for one of the leagues, but he was never extremely successful. He was known as a high flyer who took big risks. Eventually he put some money aside for a gym and then redesigned part of it so matches could be held by the league for local matches. He'd done better as a promoter then he ever could have as a wrestler. You've worked as a wrestler and an announcer, and would like to try wrestling in the near soon. You are eighteen now. You do hope to someday take...
FetishOn the first day of attending college, my proud parents took the day off from work to partake in all the excitement. Once most of the administrative formalities had been taken care of, we finally headed toward the residence where I would be staying to see what my dorm looked like. I was pleasantly surprised to find the accommodation better than expected. I knew that I would be sharing a room with another student. Two beds, two cupboards, two desks, and two bedside tables furnished the room. As...
Gay MaleI have been coaching at a local wrestling club for about three months now and it is getting harder and harder to do. The reason…Angela. She is the owner’s daughter and she is fifteen. She is absolutely beautiful. She stands 5’6” and is a light skinned Puerto Rican. Her upper body is strong but pales in comparison to her legs. They are toned and muscular yet still maintain a sexy feel. Her lips are full and when she smiles, I can’t help but shudder. Her perfect teeth combined with those lips...
Restful Sleep NightBy: Londebaaz Chohan Philip simply hated the hot summer nights, the air would hang heavy making it impossible to sleep comfortably even if he was dead tired from the whole day’s work. The fucking building was old, though it was very nice otherwise but no air conditioning could be arranged and the central air conditioning was just out of the question. He rolled over in his bed, punched the pillow couple of times again and wished he could get some relief. The sheet on top was...
A thin smile appeared on Judge Getrouch. No one saw. She was in her chambers after the sentencing. She was trying her own test of restorative justice at home. A somewhat different approach in this case. When she was young, her husband had been the main income earner. He had supported her as she studied for her exams late into the night; he had supported her when she studied case notes late into the night when she was a young junior; and he had been delighted for her when she had been made a...
I heard the screaming and ran towards the stairs. I heard a piece of metal banging repeatedly against the walls and ran towards the sound. When I got to the second floor, I could see the doorway to the roof was open. I ran up the stairs and saw Amanda and Charlotte wrestling by the railing. Suddenly Amanda jerked away from the railing and Charlotte tried to jerk them back towards it. Then I realized what was about to happen. I ran as fast as I could and jumped over the railing. I grabbed the...
Lizzie walked around the school checking out all the girls to see who was perfect for “The Most Gorgeous and Wicked of Them All”, the finishing school’s monthly magazine. It covered all arrays of topics, from the girl’s love of spanking to beautiful photos of girls modeling with thrashed sore bottoms. The magazine covered the most spankable bottom, votes to see who were the most beautiful girls readers hoped would be spanked, interviews with the girls on life and their love of being spanked,...
Lizzie walked around the school checking out all the girls to see who was perfect for “The Most Gorgeous and Wicked of Them All”, the finishing school’s monthly magazine. It covered all arrays of topics, from the girl’s love of spanking to beautiful photos of girls modeling with thrashed sore bottoms. The magazine covered the most spankable bottom, votes to see who were the most beautiful girls readers hoped would be spanked, interviews with the girls on life and their love of being spanked,...
SpankingWho's the Fairest by Arcie Emm See Prior parts of The Journey of Manny and Maude 1. Mirror Mirror 2. On the Wall 3. In This Land Prologue _______ The scene belonged in a fairy tale. A beautiful summer day, the sun shining upon a meadow in which wolf pups boisterously chased one another about, yipping their joy at the moment. For a time they owned the world, but then, from a thicket of trees, a jay's flight distracted them. Let us leave them to their play,...
The light coming through the RV windows caught my eye. I was shocked to see that the sun was coming up. I looked at Jim and then at JT and tried to think of some way to ease Jim's suffering. He must be dying of thirst and probably had to go to the bathroom. I had to take a chance. I raised my hand and when JT looked at me questioningly I pointed to my mouth and then brought my hands together to plead for permission to speak. He grinned and said, "Well, now I have to figure out if you're...
"Tularg", Zetsa turned to the seated Tularg and awakened him for the absorbed state of mind. "Big sister Zetsa", the rest hardly made any difference to his complexion, but inwardly Tularg did feel slightly better. "What have you decided?" Smirking disdainfully at the encirclement of enemy experts, Zetsa's gaze shifted to Zax and then to Tularg. "These guys are not stupid, if you managed to sense them, then the Core Masters on their side should have noticed and know now that we are...
Restoration By Bill Hart Ken wasn't entirely certain what he was doing wandering about in this ritzy neighborhood. He was positive he didn't know anyone who might live in this neck of the woods. Schoolteachers, like the one he'd been for the past two decades, simply didn't make enough money to even think about living in an area like this. And yet, here he was. For some strange reason he couldn't begin to understand, he'd left his condo, wandered around aimlessly for over an...
Husband shows his Victorian wife the delights of erotic sex and spanking.Her Victorian Bottom Thrashed.Part 1.For awakened Prudence, the days had been sexually listless for Henry, her husband, was away on business. The sunlight flickered through the swaying branches of the old oak tree which majestically dominated the farthest reaches of their garden, and which underneath Prudence sat in deepest thought whilst trying to read the Times. Thoughts that unbidden always returned to the past month...
3. Presto"I'm in!" Lizvette sat across from me in our booth at The Prime Steakhouse in the Bellagio. In front of her was a plate piled high with mashed potatoes (a double order, to the chef's delight, I was sure) and a steaming steak buried in mushrooms. She was looking at her phone and the private website operated by Secret Hearts. "Candy's pictures are already up! Look there I am helping her with her headband! And helping her put on my blue garter!""That was your garter, baby?""She's so nice,...
"Presto, Change-o" "And for my next trick," the tall scrawny magician voiced out to the audience, "I shall make my young lovely assistant, Ms. Johanssen,disappear." Detective Patrick Leary sat in the audience staring at the two performers. He'd caught the show some twenty times and still couldn't figure out how the "Amazing Cristillo" made his tall assistant disappear. It wasn't only that, but he could saw her in half, make her re-appear off stage only to come...
Presto-Chango by Brian Chapter One The audience watched silently, every eye transfixed to the stage. They were sitting in the lounge of a rather low-grade hotel/casino in Dead Springs, Nevada. Dead Springs had tried for years, unsuccessfully, to promote itself as the next Las Vegas. Unfortunately its name, its frightening proximity to several old nuclear test sites, and its general lack of redeeming qualities had left it little more than a sparsely visited tourist trap. ...
PRESTO CHANGO 2: Twenty Years Later By Brian [email protected] It's the sort of heat that makes it hard to breathe. The heat that makes sweat collect in one's underwear and causes everything to itch. Even now, well past midnight, the swelter lurks in the poor Las Vegas suburb, tamed by the night, but not cowed. It's waiting. Biding its tisme. It is not a neighborhood where you'd like to be out and about during the day. Windows are boarded up, graffiti tags many surfaces,...
Hi all, this is one of my best experience of sex with boy hardly 18 years a few days back. I’m a very horny female of 38 yrs of age. Since my schooldays I love to wrestle with other gals. I also wrestle many boys during this period. Needless to say that all this mix wrestling turns bit erotic at times. When I grew up my sexual hunger also increased. But I’m not such type of females who do sex straightway. As I’m a wrestler I also love to combine sex with wrestling. So whwnever I feel an urge...
The Purest of Hearts Introduction: Hello everyone, this is my first story ever written on fictionmania, but it comes at no better than when fictionmania is about to reach 30,000 written stories! I've written a lot of short stories on DeviantArt, but I've only read those who have made the way for writers like me on here and I would love to contribute to this amazing website today. As a reminder, this story is for Adults Only as it does contain sexual acts, cursing, and nudity written in...
A Trudy Tolliver Story "Tolliver, get your ass in here!" I sighed. "Coming," I hollered right back. Mr. Peterson was a major pain in my aforementioned ass, but when he called, you didn't dally. I shut the door to his office, behind me. "You bellowed?" "Can the cutesy stuff, Tolliver," he said, talking around the chewed up stogie clutched between his teeth. "I have an assignment for you." "I can hardly wait." So far my assignments, if you could even call them that, had been...
She had just cleared past the grape vines of the Mountain Castle winery and knew she was back on her mother’s land for the first time in nearly seven years. Ally stopped on the side of the narrow, winding, graveled road up into the mountains in a fold between the southern slope of Mount Marshall and a shorter mountain called The Peak, northwest of the small town of Washington. This quaint little hamlet on the verge between northern Virginia’s hunt country and the Blue Ridge mountains wasn’t...
What Angela had to say to Ally at breakfast in the morning two weeks later hit her doubly hard because of the telephone call she made before coming down to breakfast in order to get through to Europe while the embassies there were still open. She already was in a melancholy and edgy mood, because, although Miranda had recognized her on a few visits—not more than half of them, though—she had not again been as demonstrative toward Ally as on that first meeting of recognition. It seemed that,...
How my wife Beverly came to wrestle her older sister Carla in the nude is a very interesting story. I'm Beverly's husband Andy. The whole thing started when Beverly and Carla were talking on the phone three months ago. I could hear the conversation because Beverly had it on speaker while she worked in the kitchen. "Yeah," Carla's husky voice said over the phone. "I'm going to start a weight training program. I'm gonna drop this fat and build some muscle. I just turned 54, and I'm gonna get...
FetishA foreword Terms used Old bill — slang term for the police Brief — slang term for solicitor or lawyer Snogging — what our American cousins call making out My editor is sick and unable to work her magic so any errors are all mine. I’m sure the English teachers will have plenty to find fault with. I hope it doesn’t spoil your enjoyment. The Restraining Order Everyday was the same. Five minutes before the children came out of school the old Volvo would appear. It never came close and the...
Everyday was the same. Five minutes before the children came out of school the old Volvo would appear. It never came close and the driver never got out of the car. As the days went by other parents started to notice. When one of mums arrived late and saw the driver using binoculars, she called the police. The patrol car arrived just as the children came out. I was bending down to embrace Madeleine and Thomas when I saw him get out of the car. Even four hundred yards away I recognised him. That...
Heather Preston struggled playfully at the bonds that held her. She lay naked in her back yard. Her arms and legs spread apart bound to metal stakes buried in the ground. She had been left this way by her husband, Jim, as part of their game. Heather loved bondage a ****-fantasy and Jim loved being dominant, so the two made a good couple in the bedroom. One of their little games was to have Heather bound and exposed outside. Where she would be 'forced' to give Jim a blowjob before he left. She...
Thanks for taking the time to read this story. All the usual warnings go here. Copyright me, etc. Special thanks to my friend Ed for helping in the final editing stage. Please provide as much feedback as possible, good or bad. Chiara Wrestling Star: Chapter One By Chiara There was never any question about it. I was always meant to be a wrestler. Not just any wrestler, but a world famous one at that. My grandfather and my father had both been wrestlers. You have probably...
OLD V YOUNG – goes with gallery of same nameThe ex-professional wrestler and boxer Bertha Hynes offers ‘masterclasses’ to young women wanting to further their career in the lucrative business of private basement and apartment combat. Although Bertha retired as a professional fighter several years ago she still enjoys the thrill of fighting another woman especially when they are both naked, so she insists that all her wrestling masterclasses are conducted in the nude.The young Italian fighter...