Submission Of Innocence-Erica's Violation

[Scorpio'sWill2Power]

Erica found herself swimming through a gauzy swirl back into
the realm of consciousness. Muffled voices seeking to penetrate
her lack of awareness. Fighting back the acrid taste of bile filling
her throat she began to gag, retching her way upward from a pit of torpor.

A cascade of icy cold water pounded into her face like the crash
of a wave breaking with all it's fury atop her. Erica tried to swim through it, struggling to flail her way out. She felt as if she were drowning. Her arms wouldn't respond, a lazy numbness burning through them as she suddenly realized they were bound by thick
cord.

Shaking her head frantically to sluff the matted flaxen hair from
her face she began to scream. Her tremor rising to a peak of
hysteria Erica screamed again and again trying to wake herself
from what she hoped was only a nightmare.

That nightmare ended abruptly or rather had just begun when she
felt the bite of a leather strap lash across the right side of her bare hips. The thick age cracked leather blistering into them as it ripped across her buttocks.

"SILENCE, shut your slut hole bitch. I'll peal the skin right off
that ass of yours," commanded a woman's voice.

Erica screamed again at the brutal assault against her naked
shivering flesh. Screaming with a fear born of the realization she
was totally nude and bound. Fear crawling from the pit of her firm young stomach working it's way through every pore of her body.
Held captive in this unknown place before who or what, she had
no clue.

Another strap sliced deep into the left side of her hips sending
a burst of pain flaring through them. This blow more fierce and
raising her smooth tan skin into stinging crimson welts. She bit
her lips drawing a small trickle of blood as she sought to stifle
her scream, only a deep moan issuing forth.

"Your Mistress commanded silence, scream again and we'll skin
you alive, bitch," a man's voice threatened.

"You will address me as Master Kane and my companion as
Mistress Leah. We own you now, you belong to us till and if we
see fit to release you," the distorted male voice crackled with
static similar to that of improperly tuned radio.

Erica became totally aware of her sense of helplessness as she realized the true peril of what she had awakened to. Her last coherent thought was of leaving her job at the bank and walking
to her car before the blackness enveloped her. She looked up
at her hands seeing them bound by a purple cord, suspended by a hook attached to a rust flecked chain secured in the ceiling above her.

She was held aloft to the point that only her bare toes were
touching the burred concrete floor beneath her. The wrists had
been bound so brutally that her hands were turning deep indigo
from the lack of circulation. Small trails of blood had begun
weeping from underneath her fingernails, covering her fingers and sliding down over her wrists to stain the cord.

The only source of light, a single crude bulb hanging down from
a frayed wire directly in front of the corroded chain that confined
her. She could make out movement in the surrounding gloom and knew her tormentors were hidden there, waiting, watching.

Erica's mind was spinning as if trapped in a whirlwind. Questions burrowing deep inside her brain as she asked herself. Who were
these people, why were they doing this, why me? Why the fuck,
me?

Erica had been away from home now almost two years, leaving
when she had turned seventeen. She moved in with her girlfriend Pam, who like herself had graduated school early and then went
work. Now she wondered if she'd live to see Pam again, to see
anything ever again.

Her life with her parents had been unbearable, nothing more than endless bickering and mental abuse heaped upon her. Unbearable
to the point she'd not even wanted contact with them since
leaving, but even that would be welcome now. Most anything
would be welcome from the hell she had found herself trapped
within.

She thought how ironic it was that she might never live to see
her nineteenth birthday only three weeks away. How much she missed going shopping, watching a video, cooking for her and
Pam or even just watching a sunset. Silly thoughts but ones that
she now cherished and clung to with such a passion, a passion to survive.

Stepping from the ebony shroud of the room, the couple strode before Erica. Entirely nude except for the bizarre raiment they
each wore, the pair stood before her.

She observed the man first, his face encased in a black leather
mask, form fitted to cover his entire head. Small squares from
which icy blue eyes stared back at her were cut into the mask.
A pair of round holes below his nose allowed him to breathe.
Across his mouth a zipper was slashed open, exposing the tongue which protruded out to moisten his dry lips.

The man's nipples were both pierced, a gleaming gold metallic
arrow like shaft almost two inches in length punching through
each one. The arrows point rest to the left side of each nipple as
the fletch extended past the right side.

On his chest was a tattoo of a winged serpent, it's body an
emerald green, scales glistening in hues of violet and sapphire. Scarlet wings flared out wrapping around both the man's sides.
The serpent's head etched deeply into his groin, mouth open as
if it were about to swallow his penis.

Master Kane's cock and balls extended thru a large oval ring held
in place by black leather straps secured between his legs and
around his waist. His prick was stirring to life, slowly swelling.
The length of his stalk, about seven inches pulsed as it gorged
with blood. His balls were large, Dangling low beneath the shaft nested in thick curls of sepia hair.

His feet were clad by cowboy style boots of black leather rising
up his calves. Two bullion colored scorpions poised to attack
one another were stitched into the boots,adorning them.

[chattel69]

Why do stories always have to leave stuff to the imagination? Very nice, I am hoping for a description of Mistress Leah soon...

[Scorpio'sWill2Power]

Erica couldn't restrain the shriek welling within her as she beheld
the man. Her scream abruptly cut short in mid pitch as Mistress
Leah bitterly flailed the strap over her erect nipples. She twisted
her body as it spun wildly from it's suspension, whimpering from
the shock of the blow.

"You God damn little whore, I'll not warn you again, keep silent unless
you're directed otherwise. Look at me damn you, look at me and say
Mistress I understand, say it you fuckin bitch," demanded Leah.

Erica flexed her toes against the craggy floor gaining purchase to turn
and face the woman. Her breath hitching in her throat she stared at her
and whimpered.

"I, I, I understand Mistress Leah. I understand, please, no more,"
she begged.

"Very good, your learning well. By your obedience you will please us,
perhaps even please yourself a bit," teased Leah.

The woman's words were still audible although somewhat distorted.
A shallow robotic tone emanating from both their voices when they
spoke. Erica saw that the couple both wore large red leather collars
around their necks. Attached to each collar was a small box shaped
object about three inches in length and nearly two inches in width, each
resting just over their larynx. She assumed that somehow these were creating the slight garble to their voices.

Erica took Mistress Leah in with her amber doe like eyes, staring in
awe as she beheld the woman before her. She was also clad in a
full mask covering her head, this one of a sleek red vinyl like material.
Atop her head a small opening in the mask allowed a haystack piled shock
of honey tinted hair to sprout up forming a peak. The length of it
raking back over the woman's head as if it were a mane.

Elliptical openings in the shape of a cat's eye revealed the woman's
verdant eyes that bore into Erica. Below the nose a small slash in the material allowed it to extend forward for breathing. As did the man, she
too had a zipper which had been pulled open exposing the fullness of her pouty lips.

Mistress Leah's torso was clad in the same red sleek vinyl material to
form a corset which exposed and thrust up her ample breasts.
Each thick umber nipple had been pierced, encompassed by a silver ring nearly four inches in diameter. The rings connected with a foot of small sterling hued chain that hung down between her plump breasts pulling
at the erect nipples.

Erica saw that the women's navel had been used within the tattoo
of a lion, it's claws gripping at the sides of her belly, trailing streaks of
blood. The hindquarters exposed as it's rear end hiked up and the
indentation of her navel formed what she thought would be it's mating
hole, obscenely gaping open.

The corset ended at the angle of her wide hips, she was naked below
the waist, her pubic area shaven clean. Erica could see the lips of her
cunt, the flesh darkened and thick, parting open from having been well abused over time. The Mistress's stocky legs were encased in boots that
ran to mid-thigh, gleaming as each movement of her legs creased the
shiny red vinyl they were made of. Their sharp spike heels were almost
six inches in length giving the woman exaggerated height allowing her to tower about in a regal posture.

"You look delicious my pet, though maybe a bit worse for wear.
Still a sweet and succulent young morsel," the mistress smirked.

Looking at Erica she saw the girl's wheat colored hair was matted and
clinging to her shoulders. Her breasts puffy and bee stung, the size that
would easily fit within the mouth of a champagne glass. Long welts of
burning red had creased the nipples on both sides from the blows across
her chest. Her skin a golden bronze showing no discernible tan lines
covered her as if it were smooth silk.

Erica was petite, barely standing five feet in height, maybe a hundred pounds, if that. Her skin supple and flawless stretching over slender arms and legs. Hips sharp and angular joining on each side of her firm flat
stomach. Her navel was pierced, a small two inch gold ring punching
through the skin, a round pink bead adorning it.

Leah traced her tongue over her lips as she saw the damp curls of Erica's pubic thatch. The small puffy lips of her cunt so pink and tender. Her mouth watered as she lusted to taste the sweet juices that she knew were locked deep inside just waiting to be devoured.

[Scorpio'sWill2Power]

"Look Kane, our toy is a natural blonde. So young and tender,
so ripe and filled to bursting with all those honeyed juices for us to take.
Hold her steady while I sample her," Leah directed.

Mistress Leah knelt before the young girl. She held both of Erica's feet
in her hands and began kissing each small toe. Her tongue sliding out
licking them and then worming it's way between each one. Leah could
taste the faint salty traces of her sweat, the coppery flavor of blood
where she'd scraped her toes over the rough hewn surface of the floor.

Kane's penis began throbbing as he pressed it into the warmth of Erica's buttocks, holding her steady for his companion. Massaging his prick over
the smooth globes of her ass he began to seep the clear juices of
his pre-cum, leaving slick trails over her cheeks.

He could feel the girl whimpering, trying to stifle the sobs coming from
deep within her body and it excited him even further. His penis jutted
through the ring holding it in place and nested itself in the slit of her ass where he began sliding it up and down.

Erica was shivering, holding her breath to keep from screaming as she
tried to control the fear quaking through her body.

Mistress Leah had begun trailing her tongue up the girl's slim legs, kissing softly over the flesh as she began to smell the faint odor of her sex. She breathed deeply savoring the aroma, the scent of fear oozing through
Erica's skin, the smell of cunt that awaited the deep probing and lapping
with her tongue.

"Oh, you little slut, I'm going to take that sweet juice right from the well.
You better give me every damn drop of that sticky shit or I'll chew your fuckin clit off," Leah hissed.

Leah began biting into the inner thighs of the girl, her teeth raking the
tender flesh as she sucked it into the warm slavering wetness of her
mouth. Bruising the tender skin as she twisted it between her teeth.
Hungry to taste a little blood spilling out over her tongue.

Erica sobbed at the excruciating pain, trying to wiggle her legs free
of the woman's mouth, her feet twitching and scrabbling for purchase
against the floor.

Master Kane had gripped Erica about her slim waist, helping to hold the
girl up as he continued to grind his erection deep within the folds of her
ass crease. His mouth locked over her slender neck, he began sucking at
the flesh, chewing at it as he panted and pressed against her.

Mistress Leah had finally reached the treasure she'd hungered for,
her mouth lathering over Erica's cunt mound. She licked out at the wet
hair surrounding it, snaking her tongue through the wiry blonde curls.

Spreading the girl's legs wide she burrowed her mouth over
the pink slit of her sex. Stabbing her tongue deep she lapped up inside
Erica's pussy, fucking it as she lapped the slick inner walls.

"Beg your Mistress to eat that pussy hole, bitch, Beg her to allow you to
cum off for her. Damn you, I said beg for it, you little cunt, say it filthy
and mean it," Kane demanded.

Erica was in a blind panic, fearing that she would die here, die in some agonizingly horrible manner at the hands of this perverted couple. She only wanted to live, to survive this in hopes of gaining her freedom to live yet another day.

"Please Mistress, Please eat my slut hole. It's all yours, you own that
filthy cunt, it's all yours. Oh God, I beg you to eat the cum right out
of me," Erica whimpered in fear.

Spurred on by Erica's helpless pleas, Leah lifted the girl's legs over her shoulders to allow her face further access to that tender young orifice.

Leah swiped her tongue back and forth between the girl's pussy and
tightly puckered ass ring, licking the swollen balls of her companion as
they ground against her. She spread Erica's folds wide, lapping at the
clear wetness seeping from the bright pink cavity within. She chewed
the lips, sucking at them to gorge each with blood.

Leah could fee the heat wafting out of Erica's pussy, smell the musky fragrance of her mate scent. She drilled her tongue in and out of the
gaping fuck hole, spiking it as her lips locked tight around it. Leah
sucked to the point her cheeks hollowed with each slurp from the now
heavily flowing sex cavern.

"Cum in her mouth damn you, spray her fuckin mouth with it,
bitch. "Don't you dare hold back, give it all up you little whore,"
Kane commanded.

Erica fought to control the sensation welling up in her tummy and knew
she was going spin out of control with a shattering orgasm. She kept
thinking how wrong she was for letting her flesh take control over her
mind. How weak she was for wanting to cum and feel the bliss of it's
release as it pounded into her.

[Scorpio'sWill2Power]

Kane was sawing his prick between the now slick recess of Erica's
ass mounds. Massaging it as he felt the heavy load rising like a hot
tide inside the balls that ground against her. He wanted to spew his
thick seed deep into the girls burning ass hole but knew he would have
to wait until his companion was ready for him to do so.

The point of his cock was a blazing red from the blood rushing to it.
The piss slit gaping wide and oozing copious amounts of foamy slime out, covering her smooth warm buttocks.

"Soon girl, soon, I'm going to fill every hole you've got with my cock cream. "I'll fill you till your fuckin floating in it, you bitch," Master Kane groaned.

Leah continued lathering Erica's pussy slit with her lips and tongue.
Ripping the girl's legs apart with her hands to spread her wider. She
wanted no restriction to the Erica's heated pucker or fuck crease. She gripped Kane's prick with her fingers and pushed it downward.

Pressing the thick tube between the sloppy folds of Erica's pussy so she could lap at both of their sex. Leah reamed her tongue around the filmy
ring of the girl's ass, tasting her sweat and the acrid taste of her
rectal oils.

Kane's hand reached down across the girls fluttering tummy to her groin, spreading the fleshy hood covering her swollen clit. His fingers twisting
and pulling it upward brutally. His fingernails raked into it, pinching it
between them till it threatened to split apart.

He would then release his viscous hold and rake his fingers thru the girl's runny seepage now flowing freely from her slit. Smearing it over the
pulsing nub till it was bathed in her own creamy expulsions and then
began the pinching process once more.

Mistress Leah was delving into the girl's ass hole, spearing her tongue
ever deeper as she sought to taste the warm slick membranes of her shit tube. She inhaled filling her lungs with the heady aroma of Erica's ass and
the foamy secretions of her fuck hole.

Erica couldn't fight against her body any longer, her flesh had betrayed
her as she felt the flutter of her climax began it's deep tickle within
her belly.

"I'm gonna cum, gonna cum off. Oh God no, It's coming out,"
she mewled.

"Yesssssss, fuck yessssss, let it go bitch. Cum, you shitty whore,
you better cum hard. Damn your soul to hell you'd better squirt it
all out," Kane demanded as he dug into her clit with his nails.

Leah pressed her lips up, forcing Kane's prick shaft to wedge tight
between the sloppy folds of Erica's pussy. The lips covering the bloated
crown, wrapping it in the heated frothy wetness leaking out. Her tongue lashed at it, licking the dripping piss hole and up over the folds
entrapping it.

Kane groaned as he felt his stalk ripple with the surge of cum racing
through it. The heat and slickness of Erica's cunt tore the juices
from his sex root as he slid it back and forth. It erupted, spewing thick spirals of pearly semen over his companions lapping tongue.

Mistress Leah felt his load jet and swabbed her tongue through the
gooey deluge hissing out. Pressing it over Erica's swollen smoldering
fuck lips.

"Oh, sweet hell, please suck me Mistress, suck my cunt off. I beg you,
let me cum for you. I'm gonna squirt it all out, I promise I'll give it all
to you," pleaded Erica.

Leah continued lapping hungrily at the pairs sexual organs grinding
against each other. The vinyl of her mask was being splattered by
ropey shots of Kane's thick cream. Her mouth open accepting boiling
sprays of the hot custard pooling around her tongue and teeth.

Erica began screaming, this time her scream was not out of fear but
one of submission. Giving herself over to the intense rush pounding into
her loins as she began to cum. She could feel the heated cock knob of
her Master's prick singe her folds, plastering her opening with each spurt
of his seed.

She felt the rush of her own wetness spray out over Kane's shaft,
cumming on him, cumming on Leah's darting tongue. She felt it run
down the inside of her thighs as she let herself be swept away by the blessed release or her orgasm. Again and again the tingles inside
became tormenting, shocking her till she erupted in slick trails of
wetness splaying out.

Kane's huge balls thundered producing even more sperm that pushed
its way up the pulsing shaft of his penis. His climax always produced a massive cascade of semen that would flow thick and copiously from him. Each spurt heavy, like a twisting white strand of molten sugar plastering
over all around it.

Leah's mouth was filled with the sweet hot custard of Kane's spunk, capturing as much as she could while she licked and bathed the pair
with her tongue and lips. Her mask now runny with Erica's cum and
Kane's as well. She could smell the tangy scent of it penetrating through
the nose slit. Feel it leaking down the opening of her eye slits. Bathing
herself in the ejaculations the pair were covering her in.

Erica began sobbing as her climax hammered into her, unable to stop
the delicious feeling of it ripping through her mound. Her legs shook as
they were held over her Mistresses shoulders, toes curling and flexing
with each new ripple from her cunt. Her mind raced with visions of feeling
the scalding load of Kane pouring deep into her. Splashing against her
womb, filling her till as he had said; she floated from his filthy scum.

Her pussy was frothy and matted with the combined mix of her master's
seed and her own cream. Spilling out unchecked with wanton abandon.

Mistress Leah slurped at the knob of Kane's spouting prick, drawing the syrupy nectar out till he could produce no more. She smeared her face between Erica's legs, wiping the slimy flood over herself as she moaned
in the depravity of her act.

Reluctantly she raised herself to face Erica. Seeing the heated rash
spreading over the young girl's breasts. Taking her head between her
hands she stared into her eyes, watching as they rolled white from the ecstasy she had succumbed to. Dead eyes like those of some great
shark having freshly fed on its prey.

Pursing her lips she spit the sloppy froth culled within her mouth into
the girl's face. Heavy nuggets of Kane's load and the girls own thin
cream sprayed out over Erica's face, into her eyes and nose, coating
her lips.

Erica startled from her orgasm as the warm foamy blast exploded
into her face. Feeling the runny mix sliding over her, she flicked her
tongue out by reflex to catch it and devour the gift her mistress had
given her. Shocked at how much she wanted to taste it, how much
more of it she wanted.

"Yessssss, eat it slut, eat all that slop, you fuckin whore. Tell me you
want it, tell me how much you love the taste of all that filthy scum,
damn you," Leah demanded.

"Mistress I want it all, please give it all to me. God help me I want it all,
I'll do anything for you, anything you want," Erica whimpered.

Leah pressed her lips over the girl's, pushing her tongue deeply into her mouth. Swabbing it over her teeth and the inside of her cheeks.
Spitting the dregs of Kane's sperm and Erica's own cunt cream into her mouth.

Forcing her to expel it back to her as they swapped it between
them again and again. Trading the rich tangy essence of their sex until it swirled and bubbled thickly between them. She could feel Erica's tongue searching her mouth, dredging for any of lingering droplet of the quicksilver
slime. She knew the time of Erica's awakening had come.

Letting out a heavy sigh Leah pulled back from the girl, looking deeply in
nto her eyes as she spoke.

"That's what I've been waiting for bitch, waiting for your submission.
You belong to US now; always. We own your ass as well as your
very soul," shouted Leah.

"Take her down Kane, I think she might just be ripe enough.
Now the time has come for her to serve US."

[Qmoq]

Oh my, that's good! I particularly like the verbal humiliation of poor Erica, I can picture her being fucked senseless, and Leah snarling each and every horrible word at her, the tears forming in Erica's eyes. Delicious. Kane ain't bad either!

Hope there's more.

Q

[submissivewife]

Oh my, that's good! I particularly like the verbal humiliation of poor Erica, I can picture her being fucked senseless, and Leah snarling each and every horrible word at her, the tears forming in Erica's eyes. Delicious. Kane ain't bad either!

Hope there's more.

Q

I have to agree with Q! This was very good!

[Silke]

It took me a while to let this story grow on me...it grabbed me but I had to force myself to stick with it because it had this mix of being appalled by the violence and strangely fascinated by it. When I went back to reading it today I was reminded of a comment about a film that stirred similar emotions in me - it's called 'Irreversible' by Gaspar Noe. Here's the comment: "...compels us to denounce the rape scene as wholly repugnant, but our baser instincts draw us to it. To not walk out is at the very least to collude with it." Even though the subject isn't even remotely the same in the two...the feeling I got was similar. And your story did suck me in, as much as I wanted to walk out. Thank you for sharing this, Scorpio, and good luck with the contest.

[StillBehindBlueEyes]

Made me so hot. So scarry!!!

[orchid]

great writing
i loved it