Chapter 81 "Rape."
She had struggled madly against the muscular stranger, but he had ripped
off her nightie anyway, and tossed her petite nude body back onto her bed,
where he quickly tied her squirming arms behind her back. A gag was forced
into her mouth and taped over. After a few minutes he had succeeded in
putting a rope around her breasts and upper arms. He again pulled her arms
tight behind her which forced her breasts out further.
He spread her buttocks cruelly far apart and began to work his huge member
into her anus! Her body was completely helpless against the perverted
assault, and all she could do is sob, her body wracked with alternating
waves of agony and humiliation.
She squirmed as much as the bonds would allow, but could not prevent his
cock from sinking deeper and deeper between her buns. With a final shove,
he was all the way inside her. The smooth pink ring of her anus was now
stretched wire tight around the very base of his shaft. She let her body
go limp, praying that he would finish soon; that he would not beat her
when he finished.
After nearly a half-hour of the terrible thrusting, he planted his cock
deep and came inside the violated ass, semen gushing from his throbbing
swollen head, spurting deep into her bowels.
His squeezing hands now relaxing on her throbbing boobs, he lay flattening
the lovely curves of her voluptuous young body. She lay there, dry sobs
convulsing her as his pulsating penis stopped moving inside her wet,
sperm-flooded anus, feeling soiled, dirtied forever by the rapist's vengeful
attack on her small asshole. Her bowels gurgled slightly from the heated
pool of cum he had hosed up into her. Suddenly, more warm liquid was
rushing into her large intestine. HE WAS PISSING! PISSING UP HER BUTT!
The additional humiliation caused her mind to reel and her vision to blur,
as her stomach bloated from the gushing urine. The room began to spin,
and suddenly, went black. When she awoke several minutes later, she
realized that he had placed his disgusting limp penis in her mouth. She
immediately tried to spit it out, but her resistance only excited him.
She felt the cock began to stiffen as she struggled, the huge head
reaching for her throat.
Her widely stretched lips were pressed firmly into his groin, and as the
penis grew, it became obvious that he wasn't going to pull back, but was
instead going to let her gag on it. Her gag reflex caused her throat
muscles to milk his huge pecker while her body writhed in convulsions of
Without ever sliding his cock in and out he began to ejaculate into the
warm tightness of her suffering mouth. Only after she had swallowed every
drop of his hot come did he pull back and let her breath freely.
"Let's make a deal, cunt. I'm gonna play with your ass some more, and if
you promise not to scream 1 won't gag you again." She nodded, defeated.
Maybe she could reason with the insane rapist, talk him out of hurting
her any more. "I'm gonna stretch that tight little ass out a little more."
"No. Please. I'm too sore. If you have to put your penis in me again, put
it in my pussy." she pleaded.
"I'm afraid my 'penis' needs a rest. I'm going to fuck you with my fist!
Right up your ass!" With that he pressed his clenched fist between her
buttocks and began pushing hard.
"NO! WAIT! YOU CAN'T! I CAN'T TAKE YOUR FIST UP MY BUTT! YOU'LL KILL ME!
OH GOD! THIS IS GONNA HURT!" She cried as she felt her sore, swollen
sphincter muscle being pushed into her body.
"Keep your voice down or I'll gag you again. Of course it's gonna hurt.
That's the whole idea. It's gonna hurt plenty! And that's just too fuckin'
bad!" teased the rapist.
Even though he was pushing with all his strength, her still tight asshole
was yielding to his clenched fist only a fraction of an inch at a time.
But her agony at this perverted and sadistic act doubled with each
millimeter until finally he was up to his knuckles in her inhumanly
stretched rectal ring. Then with a suddenness that took them both by
surprise, his hand went half a foot into her bowels, and her ass-ring
closed onto his hairy forearm. She gasped in horror and shock, arching
her back and snapping her head up. Then she went limp, falling into a
state of delirious semi-consciousness as he began punching his fist in
and out of her ruined sphincter.
After several minutes of this obscene torture, he yanked his arm out of
her body, watching with twisted amusement as the gaping hole slowly sealed
itself. He remembered how tiny that hole had looked when he had first laid
eyes on it an hour before. It would never again squeeze anyone's dick as
tightly as it had his, he thought as he squirmed his body under her limp
form. Her big breasts felt nice mashed against his chest as he inserted
his worn-out hard-on into the pussy of the unconscious beauty. He settled
in for a nice long comfortable screw.
His rage and violent lust had been sated for now, and his movements were
gentle almost to the point of tenderness. He worked his cock in and out of
her wetly clasping snatch, his hands roaming from her buttocks to her
breasts and back. As soon as she began to come too, he kissed her
passionately thrusting his tongue into her hot mouth, and was surprised to
feel her return the kiss. Her body began to move with his thrusts, her
pussy gushing so much juice that it began trickling over his balls and
down the crack of his ass. She moaned into his mouth as she began humping
wildly, impaling herself on his upright organ, frustrated that the bonds
prevented her from taking longer strokes. Sweat began to pour from her body
making it harder for him to grip her voluptuous boobs. Suddenly, she tensed,
squealed and came.
The clenching of her wet pussy around his deeply buried cock sending him
over the edge. He spurted what come he had left into her hot pulsating
vagina as she collapsed over him, a look of satisfaction on her pretty face.
He loosened her bonds so that she would be able to free herself after he
left. He smacked her hard on the ass as he turned to walk out of her room.
"Sleep tight little sister." yelled Matt.
Lisa Basket turned over in her bed and hoped her ass would stop throbbing
soon, she just wanted to sleep.
Hang watched on as his latest experiment lifted dumb-bells in the exercise
room. Steve was doing great. His muscles needed less drugs to keep them
going. Hang was waiting for John's approval of Steve before allowing him
to let Steve torture and fuck some of the slaves. Hang knew time was on his
He spent most of his working hours on new punishment devices. He had seen
some of the slaves getting use to being whipped, beaten and fucked. His
personal mission now was to develop some system which will reintroduce the
word pain to the students vocabulary.
He watched Steve for a few more minutes and then left Nurse Luxe in his
charge. Returning to his office he immediately sat down and continued his
Not even a minute had gone by before there was a knock at the door. Hang
looked up expecting to see John. But it was only Phoebe, his assistant.
"What you want!?" he barked. Angry at having been interrupted.
"Sorry Hang. John wants you." said Phoebe meekly.
Hang threw his soldering iron onto the desk. It knocked a few screws and
pieces of wire to the ground. His rage pulsed through his body.
"Fuck off!" he yelled.
Phoebe yelped slightly and took off. Hang's angry subsided as he watched
the perfect person for him to try his new device on run off. He rubbed his
"Tomorrow." and sat back down to continue his work.