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Melissa’s Tribulation part I


Call me Melissa. I'm 23 with medium length red hair and a 34D-24-32 body. I'm 5'5" and 118 lbs. I work as a cocktail waitress at night and usually walk home late at night and alone. The bar I work in has a caveman motif and my uniform is high black heels, black, thigh high nylons, a short yellow skirt which is basically just a piece of cloth tied around my waist which shows the top of my nylons and when I bend over, my purple g-string. I live in the city and the streets are usually deserted by the time I get off work. I wear a long coat when I walk home to cover the short skirt, black tights and low cut blouse that I have to wear for work. I'm always worried walking home so late alone, but I don't have any choice.

The bar I work at closed for remodelling a few months ago. We were closed for a week and I had no plans other than to relax at home for the week and not be bothered by anyone. It had been a long night at the bar. There had been this one customer who I had never seen in the bar before who had kept telling me how beautiful I was and how perfect my legs and ass were and how he loved the way my tits were pushing up out of my tight blouse. He drove me nuts hitting on me like this all night. As the night had gone on he started telling me that he made " films" and that he wanted me to be in one. I finally told him to fuck off and cut him off from any more drinks.

It was particularly late that night when I got off work for the week and I was exhausted and just concentrating on getting home, looking at the ground in front of me as I walked and not paying attention to my surroundings. I had made the walk so many times that I could do it with my eyes shut. That's when it happened. It still bothers me to think about it and it forever changed my sex life.

I was passing an alley and didn't see the van parked just inside the alley. Just as I was passing the alley I was hit hard where my shoulder meets my neck from behind. I fell to the ground almost unconscious. He grabbed me from behind, covering my mouth and putting a knife to my throat after holding it up in front of my face. I wanted to scream, but I was too terrified to even struggle, never mind scream. He pulled me into the van and punched me until I was unconscious. I don't know how long I was out for.
When I came to I was blindfolded, my wrists were tied behind my back to my feet up between my legs and up to my neck and I was gagged. The rope around my neck was tied in a slip knot so if I struggled I choked myself and it dug deep into my crotch, giving me a rope burn on my pussy. I was scared to death. I could tell we were moving.

After a long time the van stopped. I heard the sliding door open and I was picked up by the rope. It dug hard between my legs and I tried to scream, but it was choking me and I couldn't. I was carried into a building and thrown onto a bed. I heard a door close and lock and I could hear things being moved around but couldn't tell what was going on.

Then the voice whispered in my ear, " This room is soundproof. If you scream no one will hear you and I'll punish you for it." The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't place it. They took off the gag and I breathed heavy and fast to catch up for lost breaths. I could hear them walking around the bed and I heard clothes rustling. Then I heard something that sounded like a VCR being turned on.

I heard them walk back to the bed and they grabbed my face. " We're gonna have fun......lots of fun.....like you never had before..." and I felt a hand between my legs, sliding along side the rope that was digging into me through my g-string, " yeah, lots of fun....."

" Please don't.....don't hurt me..." I pleaded.

" Oh, not yet, that's later...." the voice replied. Now I was even more scared. They caressed my cheek, then I felt something else touching my face. It left a wet streak on my cheek and I knew what it was. They touched it to my lips and I jerked away.

" Don't....please stop....." They grabbed the rope around my throat and tightened it, making me gasp for air, opening my mouth wider. That's when they stuck it in. It seemed huge and filled my throat until I felt a body pushing against my face, shoving it all the way in. I gagged but they just held it in. I felt like I couldn't breathe and started to cry. They started sliding it in and out, gagging me each time they pushed. I struggled hard to pull away and managed to get it out of my mouth long enough to gasp for air.
Then I felt a hard slap across my face.

" So you need convincing! Ok we'll just teach you a lesson then! Let's see how you like this!" I felt my blouse being torn open and my bra being ripped apart, exposing my breasts. Then I felt them licking and sucking on my breasts until I felt something clamp down on one of my nipples. It was excruciating and I screamed from the pain. " So you wanna make noise? I told you not to scream....." and I felt the other nipple get clamped. They slapped my face hard with their still wet dick.

" Still don't wanna suck it?" and they grabbed the rope around my neck again, shoving it down my throat again.

As they slid it in and out, they started pulling and flicking the clamps on my nipples, then yanked hard on the rope between my legs, nearly cutting me in half. They pounded in and out of my mouth, inflicting pain on my nipples and pussy the whole time. It took forever, at least half an hour. They pulled my hair like a handle for my head and every once in a while would pull out of my mouth to beat my face with their dick.
Then they would slap my tits, my face and pull the pussy rope, leaving me rope burned in my pussy and between my thighs. Then I could feel it building in the cock deep in my throat as they started to cum. They shot the first load all the way into my stomach, it felt like gallons. Then they pulled out and came all over my face, neck and tits. I tried to spit it out. They grabbed my chin and held my mouth shut.

" Oh no...you swallow what I give you...." and they pinched my nose shut so I couldn't breathe. Then they rubbed the cum from my breasts and neck up and down on my throat, forcing me to swallow. Once I swallowed they stood up and began beating my face with their dick again, slapping me with it like a rubber stick, leaving welts all over my face.

I laid on the bed covered in cum shaking, crying, whimpering. " pleasssee stopppppppp......pleeeeeease......"

" Oh, but that was just the first scene, we've barely started." That's when I recognized the voice. It was the man from the bar, which meant that the VCR sound I heard must have been a video camera. The terrifying realization hit me that he was filming himself raping me.

" Why are you doing this to me?" I asked through my sobs.

" Because it sells for big money bitch. You had your chance to be a star voluntarily, now we do it my way. This could have been fun for you, too bad. But, this is bigger money when I'm done with you, big bucks"

" Please let me go....please..." I sobbed.

" Oh not yet, we have lots of time, you don't have to be back at work for a week and I have a movie to make." He leaned down close to my ear and said, " Tell me, what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?" I just let out a whimper and started to cry. " Fine, we'll just have to test your limits." He jumped up and said " don't go anywhere" in a mocking tone and I heard the door shut. It was a long time before he came back, I couldn't tell how long, but the cum had dried on my face, neck and breasts.

" Ready for round two?" he flicked at the nipple clamps he had left on me. My nipples felt almost numb until he touched them, then the pain returned even worse and I let out a little scream, then breathed in quickly so as not to make him mad.

" Good, you're learning......What shall we do this scene eh? I have a list of six things we're gonna do and you get to pick, in a way." He cut my wrists loose from the rest of my body and brought them around to the front, then tied them together again. My ankles were still tied together and were still tied to my throat and between my legs. He took my hand and put something in it, a small cube. " Roll the dice bitch and we'll see what you get to do next."

" Please let me go, I won't tell anyone about this, please."

Slap! across my face knocking me to the bed. " Roll the dice bitch!" I let the die fall from my hand. " Six!" he exclaimed " well, right to the top!"

He grabbed me by the rope, again giving me a rope burn between my legs and choking me. He positioned me on the bed, then cut my ankles apart. Then he tied each leg to its own rope and pulled my legs almost straight up so that only my neck and head were still touching the bed. I was suspended upside down with my legs spread far apart.

He stuck a knife under the rope that was against my pussy, sliding it up and down the length of my pussy before he cut the rope. Then he grabbed my g-string and tore it off me, leaving welts where it tore. With my legs spread far apart he started whipping my inner thighs, pussy and ass with a leather whip. It stung badly and I could tell he was leaving marks. Then he licked up and down my thighs, stopping at my pussy for a while, then sticking his tongue up my ass. I pleaded with him to stop, but he just hit me with the whip wherever he was licking when I said anything.

Then he said, " Ok cocktail waitress, time for me to bring you a drink." I had no idea what he meant. I heard something that sounded like a liquor bottle opening. Then he grabbed my legs and pulled them even farther apart.

I felt something sliding up and down the crack of my ass, then he spread my cheeks really far apart, so much it felt like he was ripping my ass open. Then I felt it go in, a tube of some kind at least an inch in diameter. I screamed and tried to squirm away but he just hit me square on the pussy with the whip harder than ever. He shoved the tube deep into my ass, I could feel it in my stomach.

" Yeah, you like that don't you bitch....." he shoved it in and out, tearing my hole as he did it with no lubricant at all. Then I felt a rush of liquid running into me through the tube. It filled my anal cavity and washed all through me, I could feel it climbing up inside me, washing through my body. " Have a drink on me.." he snickered. Then I felt the burning inside me.

" What did you do?" I asked terrified, " what was that? I said starting to panic.
" Oh I just made you a little drink. You like whiskey don't you? You just drank a pint of it.." he laughed. " you just hang there and let that take effect, then we'll play another round of dice." and he slapped me hard on the ass, then my pussy. I didn't know what to do, he had just put a pint of whiskey into my ass and it burned. I could feel it entering my blood stream and started to feel the effects of the alcohol. It only took a few minutes before I was completely drunk, my head was spinning. I heard him come back and he cut me down but held my ass up in the air. I felt his tongue in my ass again. He started to let me down with his tongue in my ass until I was sitting on his face. He sucked at my asshole and I felt some of the whiskey shoot into his mouth.

" Mmmmm, that's good whiskey." I could tell that it was all over his face as another load of the juice leaked out of me. Then he turned me over and pressed his mouth to mine, spewing my ass whiskey into my mouth. I spit it in his face because I couldn't stand the taste. He jumped up and started slapping me hard, all over my body, with his hands and the whip. He beat me for several minutes.

" Roll the dice again!" and he slapped me hard across both of my still clamped breasts. I just dropped the die again. " Ah, so you want the pussy of a little girl, smooth and hairless...."

He ran his hand up and down my pussy, sliding his finger in and out, then grabbed at my pussy hair and ripped out a handful. This was the most painful thing yet and I let out an anguished scream. He pinned my shoulders to the bed, sitting on my chest and shoved his cock into my mouth.

" Shut up bitch! If I wanna hear anything out of your mouth I'll cum in it and listen to you swallow!" He picked me up and carried me to a post where he tied my hands above my head to some sort of hook. Then he grabbed one leg and stretched it way out to one side and tied it to something to keep it there, then he did the same with the other leg so that I was suspended with my legs stretched as far apart as they would go. My leg muscles were tearing from the stretch and I was really spinning from the alcohol now. I felt limp. Then I felt the electric clippers shaving the hair from my pussy. After that the razor shaving me clean.

" That's a good little clean shaven girl" I slumped my head forward trying to keep my senses as the alcohol was nearly making me black out.

He put the die in my mouth and said " Roll again!" I spit it out.

" Four! Ooooh, you like showers do you....." He cut me down and threw me on the floor, pulling my hands down under my back. He straddled my chest and tapped at my mouth with his cock. I was too drunk to struggle and opened my mouth. He started mouth fucking me, pulling out and fucking my tits hard, holding them together around his cock by the clamps, ravaging my chest, then shoving it back down my throat. He rubbed his cock and balls softly over my face and I could feel that he was lightly stroking himself as if urging something to happen. He let out a breath and I felt it wash over my whole face. He was pissing all over my face and tits.

I could feel it running all over my body and down my sides. Then he came back to mouth and I tried to turn away but he forced himself into my mouth and pissed down my throat. When he pulled out I was gagging on his piss, the warm salty taste permeating my mouth and running down my cheeks into my hair, ears and down my neck.

He put the die in between my tits and said " Roll again" I heaved my chest up so the die would move. " Five! Heh heh heh" he sneered in an evil tone.

He shoved several fingers in my pussy and one up my ass and lifted me off the floor pushing my face back into the post. Again he tied my hands above my head, this time facing the pole. He walked away for a minute then came back and set something heavy down, like a bag of stuff. He reached around and ripped the nipple clamps off, then put one on my clit. The pain was terrible and I started to cry. Then I felt the sting of a much longer whip across my ass. I collapsed from the pain.

" Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!" he counted off as he beat my ass nearly bloody. Some of the stings were to my inner thighs and once he cracked it right up between my legs stinging my pussy like a knife. Then he stopped and rubbed my pussy.

" Oh, does that help?" he whined, shoving in four fingers at once.

Then he got down between my legs and started to lick my pussy, tugging on the clamp on my clit. After all I had been through, this actually felt good, comparatively, and I hoped that he would just do this for a while, rather than some other horrible torture. But he stopped. He spun me around and grabbed hard at my tits. Then he tied a rope around both of them, pulling them together and cutting off the circulation in my tits.
Then I felt the whip again, right across both breasts. Five times he hit me, cracking on my left nipple directly once. I could tell he had drawn blood when he hit the nipple because I could feel it running down my tit. He lit a cigarette and went back to licking my pussy. Again I was happy that he wasn't beating me and almost enjoyed the pleasure of not feeling pain for a moment. He pulled my lips far apart and licked deep inside me as I let myself feel good for a moment. Then I heard the sizzle of his cigarette going out inside me. It burned bad and I jumped up and down at the pain wishing it would just stop. The alcohol had really set in now and I was barely awake anymore, like a bad dream. I felt something cold on my breasts, cold and hard, frozen but cock shaped.

"Here baby, let me cool that off for you," and he shoved the frozen object deep into my pussy. The cold helped the burning I was feeling inside me. He pulled it out and said " Oh wait a minute, I forgot the best part."

This time when it went in me it felt rough, like it was covered with hard bumps, some sort of condom with big stiff bumps all over it, like gravel. He rammed it in and out of me extremely fast, tearing my inner walls with every thrust. I was getting raw inside very fast and again I was suffering in pain. He grabbed my left leg and brought my knee up to my face, then tied it to my neck so I was doing the splits standing up. Then he started in again with the frozen thing and its nubs. This time he started licking around it as he fucked me with it. I was reeling from the booze he had pumped into me earlier and couldn't have kept my balance if he hadn't held me up. I couldn't hold my head straight anymore, either from the booze or the torture or the sheer terror I was experiencing. He pulled out the frozen thing and shoved something else inside me.

" Roll again" he said. I realized it was the die that he had stuck in me. I pushed it out with what little strength I had left in my pussy after the savage fucking I had just received. I heard it fall to the floor.

" Three! So you like it in your ass eh? Good, we can do that."

" No....." I tried to talk, but my words were slurring.

He took me down from the post and tied me face down on the bed with my legs doing the splits. He put a pillow under my stomach to poise my ass high in the air. I felt his tongue darting around my pussy from behind. Then I felt it reaching up my ass.

" Please......." I whispered, unable to do anything more.

" Please what? Please stick my dick in your ass? Ok." and he rammed it in like he was driving a nail. He was long and thick and it felt like my stomach would burst from him. I could feel it in my back, too, pressing against my spine. He pushed in all the way and held it, throbbing deep inside me. I felt him touch my pussy with something. Then he shoved hard and filled my pussy with it. It pressed against his cock already deep in my ass and I felt like I was going to explode, or tear apart. Then the huge thing in my pussy started vibrating hard and fast.

" You like that bitch?" It was vibrating against my already sore inner walls and felt like salt on an open wound. I could barely move anymore from being stretched and tied in so many directions. I buried my face in the bed and cried quietly so I wouldn't make him mad. He started fucking my ass again with long hard strokes, each one feeling like it went deeper into my anal cavity, tearing at my insides, making my stomach well up into my throat. He fucked me this way for hours, stopping before he came to beat my ass with the whip and shove the vibrator deeper into my pussy, tearing my cervix.

Sometimes he would untie one leg and roll me over shoving his ass slicked dick into my mouth saying " Lick it clean so I can do it again...."

Then he would tie me back and fuck me harder. He stopped for a minute and I could hear rubber snapping. Then I knew what it was. He had taken the rubber off the frozen thing and put it on his dick. I felt it when he first started to put it in and I tried to squirm away, knowing how it had torn my pussy walls up so badly. But he grabbed my still tied tits and yanked hard on them, hurting so bad that I just cried and went limp under him. He pinched at my nipples and yanked hard away leaving them hurting for a long time.

Then he shoved it in my ass with more force than before and I felt something rip as he did it. I buried my face and screamed into the bed as he ravaged my ass with the sadistic condom. Then he pulled out and pulled off the condom, shoving his dick back in my ass up to my throat it seemed. He fucked me harder than ever, shoving the vibrator deeper and deeper into my pussy practically into my uterus. He fucked me hard and fast for a long time this way, then while he was reaming my ass, he untied my legs and without even pulling out of me turned me over still fucking as hard as ever and biting my still tied breasts hard.

Then he started to cum. He let loose one load up my ass and it shot up deep inside me filling me with a warm feeling. Then he pulled out and shoved it in my mouth, grabbing my head and fucking my face frantically until he spewed down my throat, in my face and on my tits. He rubbed his wet dick all over me while he fingered my ass and continued to fuck my pussy with the vibrator.

He tied my arms and legs apart spread eagle and suspended about six inches off the bed. I could feel his cum draining out of my ass, dripping out of me, the rest of it drying all over my face and chest. I hung there for at least an hour before he came back.
" Ok bitch tell me which pain you liked best and we'll do it again" I just sobbed, beaten, raped and humiliated. " What's that you say? You like my cock in your ass?"

" Noooo......" I whimpered, " please not again...."

" Oh, you don't want my cock up your ass?"

" No, please don't...." I begged, crying and sobbing.

" Are you sure?"

" Pleeeeeease......don't"

" Ok, your choice." I heard him fumbling with something, then I felt it. Something huge pressing against me. I was terrified.

" Wha...what's that, no please don'''" and he shoved it in. It was twice the size of his cock it seemed and my already torn asshole spread even farther when he rammed it deep into my anal canal. It filled me up so much I almost puked. Then I felt his cock pushing its way into my raw pussy walls. He held it there a second, then I felt something else being shoved into my pussy, a small vibrator, maybe one inch in diameter, pressing itself between his cock and my ravaged pussy walls, pressing against the huge thing in my ass. He fucked and fucked me like this forever until he finally came all over me again. Then he pulled everything out of me all at once making my pussy snap shut. My ass on the other hand felt like it had been stretched to the point that it would never close, although it did a while later.

" Alright bitch, I'm tired" he said as he stood up and left the room. This time he left me tied spread eagle to the bed, tied down really tight. " I'll be back tomorrow for more."

This went on for a full week and as time went by I started to enjoy the brief times when it felt good and I became more submissive when there was pain. By the end of the week he was calling me his well trained little slave slut. I welcomed sucking his cock because he wouldn't beat me with it in my mouth, probably for fear that I might bite down from pain. I began to ask him to eat my pussy, just to stop him from doing other things to me. He still insisted on giving me pain and humiliating me, but I began to get more pleasure than pain as time went on. He would find household items and leave them shoved up my ass for days at a time. One night he left two vibrators in me on full speed for hours, overnight. I let myself cum several times that night to escape from my captivity and torture. He kept me drunk with his whiskey enemas which helped me to feel like it wasn't really real, but deep down I knew it was. At the end of the week he tied me up and left me in the alley where he had kidnapped me.

Since then, sex has never been the same for me. I have to have the kinkiest, wildest rape fantasies acted out on me to cum. Only the total domination over every aspect of my body turns me on and I almost never cum without something in my ass. I need to find someone who can torture me into ecstasy every night and fuck me hard in every possible way every day if I'm to ever have a fulfilled sex life.

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“So, he’s willing to see us, speak with us,” said Victoria. “Not exactly,” said Jennifer. “Yes, he’s is willing, reluctantly willing, to speak with you, that is one of you. But that’s it, just one of you. He does not want to be ganged up on which is what he thinks you’ll do if he opens the door to widely. So anyway, he will talk with one of you but only one.” “What the hell!” said Victoria. “Doesn’t he get it. He saved my husband’s life. There is nothing that we won’t do for him. He just...

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