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Duckie256 -> Fantasy 2 (8/7/2010 7:19:52 AM)
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The doorbell rings, and you rush to get it on your hands and knees, barefoot, wearing only a sheer white thong, and a towel quickly knotted around your breasts - it's about time for me to be home from work, and you wanted to be done with your shower, to be presentable when I walk in.
I always ring the doorbell when I get home, knowing that you'll be rushing to do this, that, or the other, be dressed in some fetching outfit, and wishing to tease me a little, before we begin our evening ritual. I even look forward to it - but tonight is something new, hence why I'm home early. Oh, you shall rue this night, my pet, and yet, I know you shall be so thankful after wards.
The door opens after you have peeked through the curtain to make sure it's me. As soon as the knob turns, and I feel the door opening, I push quickly, and you fall backwards, onto your back, your eyes and mouth wide in shock. "You fucking whore, I've been slaving all goddamn day and have to come home to this pitiful display; that you don't even have the decency to say hello, how was your day! You are such a fucking sick excuse for a sub!", and I swing my hand back, aiming to slap you - you duck your head in fear and shock - and you feel my hand grab your hair, drag you to your knees, with your head still down, unable to see anything through the tears, wondering what you did wrong, why am I acting this way towards you?!?
"Close your eyes and keep 'em shut, you cunt! If you open them, I swear I will never beat you again! And keep that foul fucking mouth of yours shut too! Cunt whore!"
*SMACK* All you feel is something smooth and flat suddenly slam into your ass from above, and you uncontrollably rise from the ground a little, then you collapse again, banging your knees roughly against the hardwood. You barely hear the whisper of many somethings scattered on the floor, before you are yanked up and forward on your hands and knees, to kneel on this substance with your full weight. Your arms are pulled behind your back, and quickly tied in place, then you feel your long silky hair tied up and pulled as well, tied to the binding around your hands.
"I am going to stand here and fuck your ass, little girl, and you're going to kneel there, with your eyes and mouth shut, and take it; no fucking moans or whimpers, no sighs or screams, or I swear, you will hate what comes next!"
I deliberately shove my cock in your now sopping wet pussy, just a couple strokes to warm up, and make you horny, providing a little lube, before pulling out, grabbing the binding between your hair and wrists, and driving all the way into your ass, in one full stroke! Involuntarily, you cry out in pain and pleasure; then suddenly you are walked forward, painfully on your knees across what must be pebbles or rocks, you feel my hand grip your jaw.
"Fine then, open that fucking whiny assed mouth of yours, I got something for that!" You hear the door slam shut, but before you have time to wonder why, your feel something wide and cold invading your mouth (oh shit, it's the doorknob!)
I hold your head against the door, while I pound into your puckered ass, with you whimpering the whole time, about the pain in your jaw and knees, but still moaning in pleasure from it all, from the surprise, the shock, knowing I'm using you for my desire.
"Ok, boys, I've reamed her ass enough for now, make a line! Make a fucking line, you shits! This is my whore, she does what the fuck I say, and only I control her - you get to rape her asshole until all 13 of you have cum in her ass, but only I get to fuck that sweet pussy and mouth!"
I pull out of your ass, remove your mouth from the doorknob, and shove my cock down your throat, at the same time as the first guy's cock, much wider and longer than me, slides up your ass, deeper than I went, making your eyes flutter, while I fuck your face, knowing that I am the only one you would ever do this with, knowing that I will always keep you safe, no matter what tortures I inflict upon you.
The mystery cock fills you deeply, and you suddenly feel his cum shooting inside, lubing you even more. He pulls out, and the next guy slides right in.
"Just mine and my friend's fucktoy tonight, bitch - don't try to fucking tell me you haven't been wanting this either - I listen to your sleeptalking, I read your journals that are private, save for my eyes. You are a fithly cunt, that wants to be used, so I am using you, to make my friends feel a little better today! Now lick my cock clean, make sure you swallow everythi...yeah, that's it bitch, that nice throat-fucking stroke you give, yeah."
40 minutes later...
The last guy finishes up, cums inside your ass as well, fumbles a little bit, then leaves. I pull my cock out of your mouth, whip a blindfold around your eyes and knot it, and pull you to your feet. You feel all that hot needy cum, dripping out of your ass, and yet you can't seem to control keeping it inside you. I slowly back you up, until you bump into something that presses against your asshole again...(What is that?? It's huge!)
I lower you against the 3 foot high, wide black dildo, and you feel it's width slide up your ass, until it begins to stretch too much. You cry out in pain, the tears begin flowing freely, and you have lost everything, your emotions are free to roam, you feel raw inside and out, raped, your body abused and bruised in places you didn't think it ever would be. (It's too much, I can't take it anymore!) You are picked up in my arms, the dildo falling out of your ass, to lay on the floor, and I carry you to our bed, wrap you up in me, my naked body touching as much of you as I can manage, with your head curled forward against my chest. Your breathing slows, your crying slowly stops, and you just take in my scent, knowing that I will always keep you safe, I will always love you, I will never betray your trust, and everything will always come down to just you and me in the end.
I kiss you gently and sweetly on the forehead, before removing the blindfold, and the bindings, cuddle you fully to me, with your legs wrapped around me, and my arms wrapped around you, murmuring how well you did, that you're such a good girl, that you're ok, and safe, and it's only you and I.
We fall asleep, both with a smile on our faces, looking forward to the rejuvenation of all that spent emotion, and the wake-up sex that will surely follow in the morning. "Good night, dear heart."
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