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"I'm going to cum," Michael said. His shirt clung to him with sweat.
"Don't cum in me, I don't want to get pregnant," forgetting it while he was raping her but now clearly aware of the fact as he readied to unload his semen inside her fertile vagina.
"Don't worry, I have a pill you can take that will prevent you from getting pregnant," Michael said. "I'm going to cum inside you, Mita. Get ready bitch. Here I come." He arched his back, burying his cock inside her, bruising her cervix as he bottomed out painfully inside her small body.
Mita struggled, trying to sit up and push her professor off of her but it was too late. His large body smothered her and she could feel his sperm hit her vaginal walls. Michael pushed her back against the desk and collapsed on top of her. She could feel his cock jerk and heard Michael groan. She had no choice but to wait until he was finished with her, his cock jerking inside her, bathing her inside with his hot cum.
Michael lay on top of her for a while, slowly getting up, his limp cock pulling out of her red and swollen vagina. He looked at her body. She was crying. Her arms were still above her head and her legs were still spread open. He could see his cum dribbling from her ass and pussy. Her smooth legs hung limply over the desk. Her breasts shook as she sobbed. If he hadn't fucked her twice already, he probably would have been hard again from the sight of her. But he needed to rest for a while.
He threw her jeans and shirt to her, "put these on, you don't need your panties," watching as she scrambled to get dressed, eager to leave the scene of her multiple rapes. He quickly put on his pants as she dressed. When she finished, he spun her around, slapping a set of metal handcuffs on her slim wrists, her body shuddering as she felt the cold steel grip her wrists tightly.
"What-- What are you doing?" she stuttered.
He shoved her towards the door. "We're going for a ride. And then I'm going to ride you some more. You're a great fuck, nice tight body. I'm going to keep you around for a while and rape you some more." He leaned over her body, his lips on her neck, biting it. "You want some more cock, don't you Mita? In your tight pussy or maybe up your asshole again." He pushed her out of the empty building into his car, the only one left in the lot, pushing her into the front seat beside him. He sat her down, unbuckled her belt and pulled the zipper down on her jeans before getting ready to leave. "I want to enjoy that little pussy while we drive," her sobs filled the car as she realized her rape was only just beginning.
Michael walked around the car and got in the driver's seat. He looked over at his young student. She sat with tears pouring down her face. He reached over to her, pulling her towards him. "Tears will get you no where," his hand sliding over her smooth stomach, his fingers slowly pushing into her opened jeans. He kissed her cheek as his hand slid over her naked pubs, feeling her trying to jerk away from him. He gripped her sex with his hand, squeezing it tightly. She squealed and pressed her legs harder together. "Love that pussy," he exclaimed, "spread your legs open, I want to see if you're wet."
It was too late to stop him, her legs reluctantly parting, letting him have his way with her teenage body. She felt his finger running up and down her slit, thankful that she was not wet, but the dry finger hurting as it dragged painfully up her tender flesh. She felt his finger rub her clit. Mita was in no state to get aroused, sobbing even louder.
Michael smiled and gave a short laugh. He removed his hand from her pussy and brought it to her tits, moving under her tank top, raising it up and exposing her perky tits. His hands reached back to lightly grab and fondle each tit. He wanted her to know that he owned her and could do anything he wanted. His head moved down to one of her nipples, the rubbery flesh hard like an eraser. "Want me to suck your nipples?" His lips wrapped around the tender flesh, his tongue lashing back and forth over the swelling bud.
Michael decided to stop his abuse, just for the moment and get to the hideout. He'd bought a small house close to campus where many of the college students lived. Michael's house was the last house on the street bordered on one side by a wooded area so it was also very secluded. The other side of him was neighbors who were rarely home during the weekends. He didn't really have to worry about keeping his victims quiet because so many people threw parties during the weekend. Any screaming coming from his house would be confused with the loud college student parties.
As he drove to the house, he periodically reached over, making her arch her ass up from the seat, his hand free to slide inside her jeans and touch Mita's pussy. She whimpered and whined each time he did.
"Does it still hurt from my dick being stuck up you?" Michael asked.
"Yes," she cried, "please stop hurting me. I won't tell anyone. Just let me go," Mita begged.
"That's right you won't tell anyone," Michael said. "I'm going to rape you over and over again until you beg me to fuck you."
Michael loved to torment his victims, loved the fear in their eyes when they realized that they would be raped repeatedly. "Never! I'll never ask you to fuck me," Mita's eyes showing her fear.
"You'll beg me to fuck you, all right. You'll beg to suck my cock and fuck your asshole, even if I have to whip you with a belt until you do," his cock getting harder at the thought of whipping her white, tender skin or even her pussy.
As Michael drove to his house, he got an idea. There was a small dirt path off the road that led to the woods next to his house. Not many people knew about it because the path was around a sharp curve in the road and trees and shrubs did a good job of hiding it. Michael only discovered the path when he almost hit two young boys who shot out on the street in front of his car. He stopped in time and then looked to see where the boys came from. He decided to explore the area and found that it was isolated from everything. He always meant to bring one of his students there, but he wanted to bring a special one, one with whom he could really have fun.
Michael tapped on his brakes when he knew that the path was near. It was so easy to miss, especially in the dark. He saw it and turned sharply, Mita thrown to one side of the seat. The path was bumpy and Michael was worried that a branch would block his path. He should've inspected the area before to make sure it was clear, he thought.
Mita was terrified. She had no idea where they were headed. Fortunately, Michael's car made it through. He drove far enough so that the car could not be seen from the road. He left his headlights on so he could see what he was about to do. After he got out of the car, he opened the door for Mita.
"Ever been fucked in the woods?" he asked.
"Not here, please no," not wanting to be bound on the hard ground, bugs and animals able to run over her body, her cuffed hands unable to protect her. He pulled her out of the car, reaching around to uncuff her.
"Strip off your clothes," he ordered, his hand reaching down to his crotch, unzipping his fly, reaching in and pulling out his big cock.
Mita hesitated, but she didn't know what else she could do so she slowly removed her clothes. First she pulled her tank top over her head, her breasts rising up, her nipples almost an inch long in the cool night air. She slid the jeans down her legs, Michael watching her every second of the time, her breasts hanging down, jiggling as she struggled with the tight pants.
Once she was completely naked, Michael began to strip the rest of his clothes off, heavy balls dangling beneath the ominous cock that stood out. This was the first time Mita had seen him completely nude and she looked away in embarrassment.
"Look at me, Mita," Michael said, his fist grasping his cock, stroking the large member back and forth.
Mita looked up and saw his massive body and hard cock.
Michael approached her and started touching her breasts. Chills ran down Mita from his touch. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass again. This time, it's going to hurt. I hope you're still lubricated," he said. His hand rubbed her ass cheeks, letting his fingers trace along the crease. He slapped her ass when he felt her tighten her cheeks. "No use tightening on me now, Mita. I've already had that snug asshole." Her cheeks relaxed, his fingers again searched out her crease, straying over her abused anus.
Mita cried as Michael pushed her to the hood of the car and forced her to lean on it. Her breasts immediately absorbing the heat of the engine.
"Scream all you want," Michael said. "We're out in the middle of no where."
Mita felt him behind her, his legs kicking hers open, making her fall face forward onto the hard metal as she slid down. He kept spreading her open; her crotch feeling like it would tear as she was so exposed. "No, not there again, you hurt me so bad back there," she cried, her asshole still burning from the previous anal rape.
"I can't resist that hot, tight asshole," fisting his cock and placing it against her anus. The tiny hole was now red and swollen, having been forced to service his cock once already.
Mita tried to move away, feeling Michael grab her hips, gripping them tightly, keeping her prepared for his anal rape. She felt him pull up on her hips, arching her ass up, her anus now positioned to be sodomized.
Michael pressed his cock against the tiny hole again, hearing Mita scream as she felt him enter her again, reopening the fresh wounds of the previous rape. Michael thrust in her, sliding along with the little lubrication left from her first rape.
Mita pressed her hands against the hood of the car as Michael began his series of thrusts that drove his hard cock deeper and deeper into her tiny body, his large frame looming over her. The familiar sound of their bodies slapping was back as he began to fuck her hard, making her abused asshole take his mighty weapon.
Michael grunted as he worked his cock in and out of her. She was still tight, her hot asshole clenching on his cock.
Mita thought she was being torn in two. She mustered all her strength and pushed herself from the car. For a moment, she thought she broke free, but all she managed to do was fall on the ground with Michael still inside her, his cock bending painfully inside her as she struggled.
Michael laughed. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked as he slammed his body on her. Mita bawled. Michael began to punish her for trying to run away by taking his dick all the way out before forcing himself back in as he brutally fucked her. Her tiny hole stood open, his cock poised at the entrance. He waited until the clenching bud began to close before driving it painfully inside her again, the flesh forced to spread wide to accept the raping cock. Mita clutched the ground and screamed in pain.
"Try to run away, Mita. Just try," Michael laughed as he thrust his cock deep in her ass. He began to pump into her, driving her body to drag painfully on the ground, his cock inside her asshole like a pole as it pushed her painfully on her knees. Mita lay limp as he used her body for his pleasure. She felt his hands dig underneath her body and grab her breasts. His hands clenched on her youthful tits as he continued to fuck her ass. She felt his heavy cum-laden balls slap her ass cheeks.
Michael thrust more quickly. Mita knew he was going to cum again, filling her colon with his vile semen. Michael dragged his hands from under her and pulled her hair back like he was riding a horse.
"Tighten your asshole on my cock. I'm going to cum," he commanded. "Give me a good ride," he gasped, yanking her hair, forcing her ass to arch up, her battered asshole taking his cruel thrusts.
Mita's body shuddered as she felt his hot sperm coat her insides again. She cried as he pumped her full of his semen, battering her tender insides. She felt his cock pull out with a loud noise, Michael sitting next to her and talking to her as she cried.
"You're a very beautiful girl. I'm having a lot of fun with you," Michael said as he petted her hair, pushing tiny strands from her tear-stained face. "Turn this way," urging her over to face him, her breasts now available to his hands, her nipples still swollen. He pulled on those nipples, pleased when she cringed in pain.
Mita looked at him. Her face was red from crying. Leaves were tangled in her hair. She looked at him, "please, let me go," she begged in a whisper.
"Not yet, Mita." His hands ran down her flanks to touch her ass cheeks again, feeling her body cringe as he slowly caressed her flesh. "Such a lovely ass, Mita. Did you like your ass fucking?" He slapped her ass before letting his hand continue to caress her smooth skin.
"No, you hurt me so much. It still burns. Please, let me go," she pleaded with him, but she already knew his answer. She could already see his cock harden again. She knew that he would be raping her once more and soon.
He let his finger play over her abused asshole, her body jerking in pain at the mere touch of the swollen hole. Michael ignored her pleas. He pulled her up to her feet and watched his cum run down her legs. "Sit on the car."
"Now what are you going to do to me? I'm already too sore. You fucked my ass and my pussy, please leave me alone," Mita sobbed into her hands.
"Get up there, I won't tell you again," his voice raised.
She sat on the hood, the metal now cool from the night air, goose bumps appearing on her naked flesh as she shivered in the cold.
"Lay your back on the car and grab your knees. I want to give you a present," Michael said.
Mita did what she was told, her back resting on the hard, cold metal. She put her hands behind her knees and slowly pulled them back, her legs spreading as she did. She was embarrassed that she was so exposed to Michael's penetrating eyes that never left her open sex. She closed her own eyes to prepare for another rape. She kept her eyes closed until she felt Michael's hot breathe on her pussy and saw Michael staring at her, his lips only inches from her pussy. "No, don't lick me!" she screamed. She had always loved oral sex performed on her, making her cum within minutes. She did not want him to do that to her, to force her to have an orgasm against her will.
Michael let his mouth touch her pussy, tasting her sweet juices, his tongue running up and down her slit. He could taste his own cum mixed with her juices as he bathed her sex.
She felt his tongue tease her clit and circle her tight entrance. Then, she felt him penetrate her with his tongue. "Please don't do that," Mita pleaded. She was embarrassed that the professor's face was buried in her most intimate part.
Michael ignored her. He kissed and nipped her inner thighs and blew on her pussy.
Mita flushed. She felt so exposed. Her body reacted to the stimulation, growing warm. Her hips rose, fucking at the wet tongue that lashed at her pussy.
Michael continued to kiss and lick her pussy. Mita could hear him sucking and slurping her juices. Her muscles quivered as his hands ran lightly over her abdomen. Mita's body was betraying her.
Michael could tell that she was being aroused and it amused him as it always did with his students. "My hot little vixen, you're so wet and horny aren't you?" He loved to make women enjoy their rape at some point. It broke them. It made them feel guilty. "Is Mita going to cum for me? Is she going to cum from her oral rape?" He teased her, continuing to insert his tongue and then rub her clit with it.
Finally, Michael heard a moan. It wasn't a moan of pain but of pleasure. He tasted her juice as it flowed out of her. Her body shuddered, tiny moans coming from her lips, so embarrassed at her arousal, trying to keep quiet as she came. He stuck his finger inside her and could feel her muscles tighten around it.
"You liked that didn't you, you little whore," Michael said.
Mita cried. She was humiliated. She couldn't help that she enjoyed it. She tried to explain to herself that it was only a physical reaction and she had no control over it. She was not very successful, only shaming herself more.
Michael smiled. "Let's get you back in these cuffs. You'll be cumming a lot more later on," he promised.
Michael decided to just put on his clothes and threw Mita's in his trunk. Once he handcuffed her, he made her lay down in the backseat so no one would see her.
It was ten minutes before they arrived at the house. Naturally, the next-door neighbors' cars were gone and a party could be heard on the other side of the block. Michael's section was, as usual empty.
As soon as he parked the car and closed the garage door, Michael opened the car door for Mita. He helped her get out and walked her inside the house. She had stopped crying for now, but he knew she would begin again in a short while. He marched her straight into the bedroom. The bed was full size with large wooden posts jutting out at each corner of the bed. It was perfect for tying and cuffing.
Mita could see faint bloodstains on the sheets that apparently did not wash out. She wondered how many other students had suffered her fate. She saw the wooden posts, knowing he would soon secure her spread eagle to them.
Michael made her get on the bed and uncuffed her. Mita's first reaction was to try to run away but she quickly glanced around the room and realized that Michael blocked the only exit.
"Lay on your back, you know the position," he taunted her. He sat on the bed next to her and immediately started to molest her. His fingers ran over her breasts again, feeling the youthful flesh, so soft and springy. He let his hand slowly run down her abdomen until he reached her pussy. She shivered as her body was violated again.
Mita watched Michael's hands as they groped her breasts. Michael bent over and sucked first one then the other tit into his mouth, clamping on each hard tip. He loved the feel of her nipples in his mouth, letting his teeth rub painfully over each bud. He loved the fact that she did not like it, jumping in pain when he bit too hard.
"Lie on your back and spread your legs," Michael ordered. Mita complied, her legs parting reluctantly, his dried cum visible on the insides of her thighs. What was he going to do to her now? Was he going to rape her pussy again or would he rape her ass? She didn't think she could stand the pain of the hard cock anywhere inside her little body.
Michael opened a closet next to the bedroom door. He quickly pulled out a camcorder then turned on the bedroom light.
"You're going to masturbate for me, Mita," Michael said as he turned on the camera and started to record. "You're going to touch yourself and as extra insurance, if you tell anyone about us, this little tape will go on the Internet. Think of all the dirty old men that would love to see a nice, tiny Asian girl cumming for them. Got it?"
Mita cried as she nodded her head. She could imagine the men stroking their cocks as they watched her, thinking that she was enjoying it.
"Good. Now, you're going to have to stop crying because I want you to look like you're enjoying it," Michael said.
Mita nodded, choking back her sobs.
"Good girl. You're really such a good student. Now, I want you to touch yourself," he said. "Start with your breasts. You play with your nipples don't you? Just show me how you do it."
Mita began to rub her breasts. She held her tits in her hands and used her thumbs to rub her nipples.
Michael approached closer, aiming the camera lens at her breasts. "See how hard your nipples are getting, Mita? You're liking this, aren't you? That's hot, Mita. Yeah, keep touching them. Your tits are so beautiful," Michael said.
Mita was humiliated, but she had to please him, anything to stop him from raping her again. She stuck her fingers in her mouth and then rubbed her nipples with them. She continued to massage them, feeling the nipples get harder.
"Now, finger yourself," Michael ordered. "Put a finger in that tight little pussy."
Mita inserted a finger in her pussy and started pulling it in and out.
"I want you to stick two fingers up there," Michael said. "You can take it, it's had my cock."
Mita wanted to cry but instead submitted, touching herself with two fingers. Her other hand continued to fondle her breasts.
Michael's cock was hard again, the thick member bulging in his pants. "Pull your fingers out," Michael said. "Look at all the juices on your fingers. You love this Mita, you love masturbating for the camera," he taunted her. He zoomed in on her juice-covered fingers then moved so that the camera was pointing directly between her legs. "Spread your pussy lips with your fingers," he commanded.
Mita obeyed and burned with humiliation when she realized she had to clutch her juice-slippery lips tightly in order to keep herself open for him. The most intimate part of her was now being recorded and could be distributed anywhere.
Michael moved the camera from her pussy, to her abdomen, to her breasts and finally ended at her face. With one hand he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off. His dick was now standing straight out.
"Let's see those pretty lips around my dick," he said.
Mita hesitated, his cock rubbing over her lips leaving a trail of cum. "I won't tell you again." He aimed the camera at her face then made her humiliation complete when he added, "and smile as you do."
Mita opened her mouth, his cock sliding over her slick lips. She felt it jump as her hot breath blew on it.
Michael aimed the camera at her head and began to feed his cock into her mouth. "Wrap your lips real tight around it Mita. Show everyone how good you suck cock." He watched it disappear into her mouth. "Lick it with your tongue while I fuck your face."
Mita felt her mouth full of his cock, tasting the cum from her rape. She bobbed up and down on his cock, hoping to make him cum quickly. Anything to stop the humiliation, anything. He forced her to look up when he jammed it in her throat, causing her to gag.
"Yeah, that feels so good." Her muscle spasms felt incredible around his cock. Michael let Mita suck him for ten solid minutes, though he was nowhere close to cumming. He'd fucked her three times already. This would be the most he'd ever fucked a girl in one night.
He decided to turn the camera off for a while. Why waste film if he wasn't going to cum for a while? He set the camera down on the dresser closest to him, then grabbed Mita's head tightly, fucking her face like it was a pussy. His cock was slick with her saliva. He still wanted to fuck her pussy so he pulled his cock out leaving Mita surprised that he had not finished in her mouth. He fully undressed and stood naked before Mita.
She knew that she was going to have to relieve his erection soon and that scared her. Each time he had taken her violently, raping her simply for his own satisfaction.
Michael violently pushed her down on the bed. She cried out in surprise and in a matter of seconds, Michael was between her legs, his thick hips spreading her legs painfully apart,
"No!" she cried as his massive body pressed heavily against her, pinning her to the bed. She felt his legs spread painfully apart, unable to breathe as his 220 pounds crushed her little 115 pound body. "Noo!" she cried again as his hands reached between her legs, his hard cock fisted and rubbing up and down her pussy, spreading her lips open until it reached her vagina.
"I'm gonna rape that pussy again. It's all your fault Mita. You make me want to rape you. That hot, tight teenage pussy is just begging to be raped." He thrust his cock into her pussy, burying it half the way in with brutal force.
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