Stranded On A Country Back Road

[rosielawson]

Rose is a 5’ 6” dark African American Woman. Her curly black hair is closely cropped for a professional look but was flowingly down to her shoulders for a soft feminine look. Likewise her skin is a deep dark chocolate, like Samuel L. Jackson but soft and delicate like Halle Berry her eyes are soft and small and delicate as is her nose and mouth. Her lips are not overly large but full with soft gentle curves, But unlike is not overly wide. Her neck is also smooth and perfectly portioned neither too long or too short. All during college at Harvard she was told if she didn’t want to be Lawyer she would be perfect for a Movie Star or Model. In contrast to all her soft small features above her breasts were very ample, Not gross ample but nicely large at 40 C to make it clear to anyone she was fully a woman. Though since what lay beneath her Sacs 5th Avenue designer bra had only been seen by two boys (both Black)in her whole 29 year. One who took her virginity in high school the night of her graduation. She had approach the experience with him like a task on a to-do list and one drunken one night stand again on graduation from Harvard Law. She hated that one, first because she remembers nothing from it and because of a week and a half of terror when she thought she missed her period. Both experiences were missionary positions only which a man would have the fun of teaching her a whole world of sex. She didn’t hate men she just didn’t have time. She had always been sensitive about her nipples are 1 ½ long and thick as nickels. In contrast her waist was extremely thin, she worked hard to keep it that way so she always looked good in her dress suit. Her hips were wide though her ass cheeks were nicely kept toned and trim. Her pussy hairs normally kept trimmed had been neglected for the last few months had grown thick and full. Both her ass and pussy openings while naturally small were very, very tight from lack of activity at either though like her nipples she felt her clit and lips were a little to large for a female. Her fingers by the way are long and very feminine though again for professional reason her nails are never allowed to grow. Her thighs like her ass are well toned and her legs are long and shapely. Today were clad in pantyhose though normally she liked her legs free. Her shoes were flats, She had probably worn heel only three times in her life. Mostly because she was unsteady wearing high heels beside she rarel yreally wore or did anything that gave her discomfort.
Like her white blouse, brown, silk designer Victoria Secrets bra. White Silk Panties and brown suit skirt and black shiny designer shoes all come from Sacs 5th Avenue. But more than that out of the many thing she had to wear in her apartment in Manhattan this was her favorite and she had a personal relationship with it some would say was more a kin to the way she should treat a man. She could hardly remember a time when it had been allowed to get very dirty and never once been torn.

After calling the gas station and hanging up she cursed the attendant for being a inbred, white, hillbilly, then laughed to herself that if the ADA here was half as stupid she’d be back in a scented bath in her Apartment and eating a Spagos’ in four days. She stretched and looked at the surrounding country, empty of any house for as far as she could see. She looked both and down the road. Fairly flat and completely empty though way in the distance maybe a mile it rose and went over a large hill. To the west the tall green meadow was cut off by the thickest largest patch of forest Rose had ever seen. It reminded her chillingly of something from “Wrong Turn or one of the Friday the 13th movies” She stared at it for a long time and an image of some stupid blonde white girl running through them sent shivers down her whole body. When she snapped out of her daydream she was happy that she would never be in there though she told herself she’d never be stupid enough like girls in those movies that after escaping some cabin in the woods would inadvertently run right back to the cabin.

She laughed and said, “I’d never be dumb enough to go in dirty woods like that in the first place. She shivered at the thought at the creatures it held, Raccoons, Rabbits, Maggots, Rate, Mice, Spiders, Worms, Roaches. The thought made her shiver this is why she liked the city.

Where is that tow truck she wondered, looking at her expensive watch 45 minutes had passed. She tried her cell phone and looked up and down the road it was completely empty. She dialed her phone and was shocked to find no signal. She tried 3 more times with the same result. She put it in her black genuine leather designer purse now isn’t that the strangest thing she queried. She so wanted to be back in Manhattan. “What I wouldn’t give for a crowded Starbucks at the moment.” She stated. Out of boredom and curiosity she decided to check the gas tank she knew te tank had to be filled with gas she’d only gone 5 miles since leaving the gas station but it would keep her busy for a minute or too. When she took off the cap she was pushed back by the strong pungent odor of piss coming from it. She dropped the cap and almost fell in the ditch by the side of the rode opposite the car. She coughed at the odor. I girl in High school had told her about someone doing this to get back at a boyfriend but back then she thought the girl was spinning tales she even laughed back then not believing someone would do something so childish.

She thought back the girls said something about it making the engine so useless it would have be replaced with a whole new engine. No she thought, “not my precious Lexus.”

Suddenly up the road she saw a pick-up truck coming toward her. I classes back at New York, she was always told wait in the car till help arrived but in her excitement rather than waiting in the car she bolted up to meet the truck. It was not new, but seemed more suited to handle back roads and the surrounding terrain.

“Help ME! Help Me!”
The man in the truck, “well maam aint you a sight? What are you doing out here?”
“I was trying to get to town and I guess I took a wrong turn and wound up out here.”

“Well you have a problem, you’re not headed to town your headed away from it. So what is wrong with your car?”
“I don’t know the engine won’t turn over and I called the gas station some…” She looked at her watch “80 minutes ago. Now I can’t get a signal on my cell.”
“You were lucky to have called anywhere this is a notorious DEAD ZONE.” Hop in I’ll take you for some help if the tow truck is on it’s way and they get here before we get there. We’ll catch it there if not well we will get that gas station attendant to come pick it up. Either way a good looking black lady like yourself shouldn’t wait out here there those not a gentlemanly as me.” He smiled a strange smile as he said that.

Rose thought about it, classes in New York told her she should never get in strange truck like this but stay IN your car till help arrive.” Looking up and down the road and at the dark cold woods, she convinced herself being with him was better than being alone out here. She got in and strangely instead of turning around he headed straight up the road for the hill and closer to the woods.

“You said this headed OUT OF TOWN.”

She didn’t notice that the door had no way to open from inside.

Suddenly a seat belt came out of nowhere down around her and bolted her in. She struggled but couldn’t find a latch to unlatch it.

“Hey what is this where are we going? I think you should let me out”

He didn’t say anything just kept driving for two miles then turned right onto a muddy road that went straight into the woods.

[rosielawson]

The road led deep in those very same woods I was so terrified of.

Deeper and deeper the sun finally blotted out completely.

The darkness of the tunnel of trees was disorienting plus the road took so many twists and turns I finally lost track where we were. Then the truck came out of the winding dark tunnel of trees and came upon some clearing then drove in some building but with most of the light gone It was hard for me to make out the shape of the building. As the truck drove in the lights in the building after all that darkness made me even more confused and even a little blind.


My eyes were just getting use to the light when the driver left the truck disappeared and then came back and opened my door. “This is my chance!” I thought and after he undid my safety belt I thought I’d out smart him and get away. I slapped him and made a bolt for, I thought the exit. I left my nice purse in the truck and ran, with all those trees and in this building the area was probably deader than before. I ran,
When my eyes finally focused I saw barbed why everywhere and a no trespassing sign but the driver was not following and I thought I outwitted him.
But that dmn wire had me fenced in everywhere. Then I saw a warehouse about 500 yards down the road. “Great they will help me get away from that maniac” I thought, “Got you dumb hick” I thought. I ran to the warehouse
I got in without trouble. “Help is anyone there?” I yelled frantically but got no response “There’s a wild inbred white maniac rapist after me , HELP!” No response but it crossed my mind maybe until I knew where I was I shouldn’t use words like Inbred. “Sorry I screamed, I meant no insult.” Still quiet, “Girl ,your being stupid nobody is here.” I chastised myself. Then I saw the phone, “Thank God civilization!” I ran to telephone. It took me a few minutes to realize the phone was disconnected or turned off. That’s when this guy came out of nowhere and grabbed me with amazing strength around the waist.

Then another came from also seemingly out of nowhere and contronted me and all I saw was a muscular man in Jeans and a green shirt hooded who punched me in the belly and I doubled over.

The man behind me dragged me to a mattress that in my panic I hadn’t seen on the floor and bound my wrists behind my back with cord. Then my ankles were grabed and tied with cord as well. I screamed and pleaded. A dirty rag was shoved it between my teeth. Then the guy who punched me got a roll of duct tape as the other guy held me in bound form. The guy who punched me pulled off strips and covered her lips with grey tape. I was then hogtied and they watched as I struggled, then the guy from te truck walzed in like this was some party and I was the main entertainment. They got a video camera on tripod to capture my every move as they just watched me for a while. I squirmed, a bad Idea because every where I looked it either looked like a dungeon from a horror movie or alternately a what I imagined the inside of an adult book store or a porn movie set would look like. Also the more I squirmed the more my skirt and slip hiked up though I was happy I was wearing pantyhose until I heard them start ripping. The one who punched me said you know in that outfit she would look better in High heels he came over and took off my flats sneaking a view up my skirt and slip then tossed my shoes away like they were garbage went over and got some ridiculously high spiked shoes and with reat care put them on me. Then said, “Now what do you say?”
Under my gag I said “Fuck You Cracker Honky” He stood up and said to the other too Miss thing is going to have to learn some matters with lightening speed he yank off his belt and smacked me one on my partly covered ass. “WHAP!” Now that was no a nice thing for a proper lady to say, didn’t your Daddy teach you to talk? I screamed under the gag and said “Fuck You.” The truck driver said Let me try and with just as much sped tok off his belt walked over to me and struck me on the other butt cheek as I had turn it up after the last strike. This caused me to squirm so much the top three buttons snapped off and flew across the floor allowing all three to get a nice look at my thin designer bra that barely covered my nipple which now were erect despite my desire not to mention the squirming shifted my bra so my very large, pronounced aereolas on almost full view. I could feel their stare and I wanted to put my hands up to pull my blouse together ut was reminded painfully I was bond. These guys didn’t even hide their rubbing their crotches and it dawned on me what might happen shortly and the way they stroked themselves I hd the idea I might not enjoy what they drilled in me not to mention I had not had anything between my legs in about 6 years. My eyes opened wide and I screamed and as I tried to get away I started to notice how many items of sexual use their were around me

“Let me go I pleaded but I got the idea this somehow was just stimulating them more.”

The guy who punched me said, “Maybe we should greet this woman with some proper southern hospitality.” As he zipped and unzipped and zipped his jeans.

The one who drove the truck said, “Yeah but like gentlemen maybe we should remove some of those constricting clothes so she can get more comfortable for our party.”

The one who grabbed me behind said, “Yeah that way if we have to give her more lessons the clothes won’t get in the way, besides with a mouth like hers she hasn’t earned the right to wear such pretty things yet”

[rosielawson]

As I lay there, they finally decided to move on to the next phase of their plan. They talked I think making sure I heard each lurid detail and even describing them in the grosses terms they could come up with. Then (the driver) returned hooded and wanted to participate, THEY conferred and decided to strip me. As the driver reached over with a hunting knife to start cutting off my precious clothes. I with my powerful legs and spiked heels kicked with the point into his crotch with a grazing blow to the nuts. He howled and quickly the one who punched me slapped me hard and removed the loaded heels. My beautiful feet and French manicure exposed. He proceeded to unmethodically ripping and tearing all her clothes along with the driver and the other man, the driver obviously recovered quickly. He said he was ok as he wanted to collect on his reward. After a little while, I was only wearing rope, duct tape and my nude pantyhose. One of them taunted me with the cold blade on my skin and I in fear started crying and my mascara running making me look ugly. My sounds were like music into the gag. I noticed they were appeased by my sounds and crying, and it aroused them. I stopped my crying as I noticed how aroused they were and being a Harvard grad I thought turning them on sexually was a bad idea.


I was so nervous, I started peeing in my pantyhose. They turned me on the cold floor as let me continue to pee as they laughed at me. The one who held me while the other one punched me was no filming me as I pissed getting really nice angles and close-ups. The leader who punched me made sure it was clear that every humiliating, embarrassing moment they could find would be filmed in minute detail to be shown at the local adult theater on the big screen for hundreds of men to watch and jerk-off too. I was humiliated and had a look of anger about me as they could see in my eyes. But as they told me this it made it harder to stop my body function and take away the power and pleasure from them. When I was done, they cut off and ripped my pantyhose to shreds and threw them out. as we had some other pairs in case we were interested in seeing her pantyhosed legs. They dried me and I struggled, but not bucking this time. “You better be a good GIRL or we might put this video on the Internet so men around the world can see what filthy little Slut you are.” The leader informed me. “
“Yeah, I no a site in the Netherlands, Germany and Russia that will pay us a fortune on what we have Now” The driver said.


Yanking me up roughly the leader said let’s find some new FUN to have. They seated me in a chair with my waist tied in tight, and arms taped and tied behind the chair. Then they untied my legs putting another pair of pantyhose on me and two of them grabbed one each pulling them to the back of the chair stretching them fully to immobilize my legs painfully and tied each ankle tightly with coarse cord. My legs spread wide and knees pulled to the side with ropes on each side. My hairy bush revealed and in an earthly way sexy. They got a HUGE vibrator out, pulling down the pantyhose and the driver firmly thrusted it inside me as I yelped being almost virginal tight and they taped it inside me with duct tape and pulled the pantyhose over it with good measure. The vibrator was turned on high and I squirmed.
The leader took me by my hair to pull back by my curly hair controlling my movements in complete. We videod her motions to the vibrator and my expressions of shame and sadness as seen in her face. She eventually came explosively and loudly, then began crying again. They lowered my pantyhose and pulled off the tape and I yelped as my curly pubic hair pulled with the tape. The vibrator slid out. The leader took the liberty to finger me in my cunt roughly as I was unresponsive now but this caused me to fart loudly now, caught on camera. THEY ALL laughed. The chair was made for me had a hole in the center and a bucket below. I heard something drop -- THEY laughed and I dropped my head as if to faint. THEY removed the bucket and made me smell it and made crude comments about it on the video. Tears were flowing now as they were in control of me completely. The leader had one of tem dispose of the waste and disinfect the bucket and cleanse it as well. The leader reminded him of the rewards ahead of how I would have pleanty of chances to fill it in the near future and they neded it ready. They told me to raise my tush and one cleaned me up sufficiently. They were on to the next phase.


They then applied gel to my pronounced brown areolas and nipples as they wondered if they were aroused already. They said they wanted them nice and long and HARD for the next phase. “Was my body betraying my mind?” The leader asked for the sole purpose of degrading and humiliating me as he could plainly see it was. The question was more for the future audience of perverted men and to degrade and break me. They then applied electrode pads on the gel and taped them firmly. The wires were hooked up to electro-stim and they turned that on gradually to a high level so I would have my sensitive nipples zapped every 15 seconds. They enjoyed my convulsive movement and we all removed their clothes except the hoods to relieve themselves as I screamed LOUDLY LIKE SIREN. This aroused them greatly, I was in too much pain but I was terrified by how long and wide their members were and between the pain couldn’t imagine how my vagina could handle them. All were larger than the vibrator and I was secretly sure it had torn something and I couldn’t grasp riding or being drilled by any of them and surviving-- I cried and hollered and tears were streaming down my cheeks making me look even uglier and clownish and cheap.
The video was being carefully manned by the driver to capture my special moments and facial expressions for the audience and all time. My feet were moving vigorously to the jolts. “I know They will would have fun watching you and pumping and spurting in the dark.” The leader told me between jolts to sear the image in my mind. I could see theire erections and knew what they had in mind as we were stroking their members. But also this just echoed what the leader said in my mind like a visual rock and roll hook at a concert. Something geared to be in your mind long after you left the stadium. I cried some more and peed some more for the camera which didn’t miss a thing. The leader now that I was stimmed enough as about 20 minutes went by. Turned off the stim and pulled off the tape with pads. My nipples were long and my areolas puffy. They applied clothes pins to my nipples and watched my body jump with nowhere to go -- my chair wobbly but stable. My tears running down my cheeks with them mascara stained. My lips moving but not saying anything audible. Ithink they were wondering what I was saying, (I’m not sure I knew my mind was so scrambled at the moment) but they wanted to enjoy relative quiet and the effect and the look of her gagged. It was crotch rope pulling time – the leader tied a rope around my waist and pulled it through y butt crack and through my vagina and over the waist rope. They took turns pulling the crotch rope as my back arched beautifully and my shoulder back. The roped cut into my crotch and as they continued longer, I bled around my Vagina lips. It was sore and I continued to cry.
They could hardly stop as they enjoyed my responses so much.


They undid my bonds -- the three of of them. The driver holding a knife to my to keep me honest. Though I as so exhausted and sore I couldn’t run anyway


They cuffed my wrists and with heavy duty roped secured over a beam above. They put my heels back on for me to stand on them for a while. I was so tied it was a new torture as what I was putting on them was DEAD WEIGHT. They had me suspended with my spikes barely touching the floor –I don’t know if they knew it but this was the first nice hing they did but it didn’t last long.- stretching me out. THEY hard but slow TO MAKE SURE I FELT IT. “Ouch!” I screamed over and over till the tape was off. They let me talk a bit -- all nonsense. And they took turns hitting me with their thick leather belts like I was a disobedient teen ager. (Something neither of my parent ever did so it was a new experience for me and I think these guy new it and relished being my guides. The belts where they chose to and I was screaming very loudly and pleading...They then roped my ankles and secured them to a roped from the rafters as well and I was now fully suspended for my NEXT beating...they enjoyed feeling my whole body crudely and in was nobody had ever done -- her cunt, her breasts, and her legs. Finally the leader slipped of my shoes smelled the aroma of my feet. “I've smelled a lot worse” He commented without feeling for my feelings and he started tickling them with no mercy. The DEAD WEIGHT STANDING MADE THEM SENSITIVE THOUGH I’VE ALWAYS BEEN VERY TICKLISH. I was crying and laughing at the same time. I started crying again. They gave threatened to abduct my best friend, I was sad though as they were telling me details of what would become of her. – They mave me details of what they found in my purse. My address book her picture telling me lurid details of wat would happen and how they would get rich off her but make sure that she knew I had been the one to lead them to her.
They lowered me and tied my wrists and ankles criss-cross with cord. The leader found my panties waved them around on display let the other two sniff my still wet juices in the crotch. Then inserted them crotch first so the juices were on my tongue in my mouth, I had never tasted female juices before not even my own. They got a rope and tied it around my head several times and around her lips showing the pucker in them. The leader got some clear tape and covered my lips with it so they could see my red panties wadded in my mouth. They began playing with my body, they pulled and twisting my nipples, pinching them, and make comments at how they were stiff must meant I liked pussy juice more than sperm. They chanted “LEZZIE, LEZZIE” I wailed some more with convulsive movements....one of them enjoyed my sexy soles, raking the bottoms with the high heel spike. He then was feeling my legs up as they were quivering. The leader was playing with my aroused wet pussy -- licking my juices which he said tasted like buttermilk. I being foreign to this was crying again. I was saying a lot of "please don'ts". It was Ken's turn as he stuck his thumb in her anus and she was wailing....they agreed that the griver would be the first to enjoy me as I had kicked him earlier. THE ONE WHO HELD ME FROM BEHIND would have second dibs. And magnanimous leader would take me the last as he said he had something that would be special....The driver was going to get relief first as the videotaping continued. As the driver started I was terrified knowing how tight I was I knew it would be like loosing my virginity again with the only relief being I had no HYMEN to tear. I dreaded it the first time it had happened and as it turned out it was the worse sex I had ever had up to now. Now I was afraid this would be just as bad and as tight as my vagia was the camera mught just get bleeding as if I was a virgin.

[rosielawson]

The tow truck driver lifted me to my feet and dragged me barefoot to an area of the warehouse where there used to be a workout area. I was very weak and disoriented. I think they all knew that because I was more like a toy doll they could bend, maneuver and play with to their hearts content.


I knew not to try to escape unless it was a sure thing as she didn't want any of her girlfriends dragged into this as they have the goods on a couple of them -- the men commented on how good they looked. Escape was way in the back of my thought but too far to concentrate on.
The Driver positioned me over a rusty and dirty workout bench with my face (gagged with my panties held in place with rope around the taste of my sexual juices on my mind to keep the humiliation of the situation returning over and over again) down on the bench and my chest pressed against it. The driver tied me down wrists bound behind my back. While ranting on how for fitting him he was going to make this extra rough as payback and make sure I was both uncomfortable and sore when he got through with me. My ankles tied across each other. Ken made a point to spread my ass cheek and stick his thumb in as a warm-up. I became terrified about what he was going to do, I had red about women in third world countries having sex back there but never had and had gone to great lengths never to have sex back there. I had never even stuck a finger up there not even when wiping and now this beast (I Mean THAT LITTERALY AS WELL AS FIQUITALLY BY HIS ACTIONS AS WELL AS HE WAS LONGER AND THICKER THAN ANY MAN I HAD SEEN. This being how women in showers would comment on BLACK MEN being so large) was going to enter where in my life “NO MAN HAD GONE BEFORE!” First, the driver to my relief entered me vaginally. This gave me false hope and made me think I had made more out of things than was there. It took some doing I was soo tight and the pain was tearing and the sparks of pain was like tiny bombs exploding in me. I was dry and forcing it in took some. I was screaming into the gag -- "please don't" and crying. This was horrible because with each scream my tongue lashed under the panty gag and some how found a new spot of my juice I had somehow missed before. The video camera captured my pleading and I’m sure my shame and humiliation as well as the pain that was caused by what felt like a thorny log riding in and out of me tearing the tender folds in my sexual canal with each thrust and withdrawl.


The monster was getting good movement now but it was no less painful I’m sure just more and more exciting for him his thrust were becoming so brutal that each ram into me shook my body a little more each time, and I was upset as it was the first time I has been "raped". The driver was surprisingly gentle though was now animalistic in his passion as he built himself into a frenzy. If he had been my boyfriend and under better circumstances (LIKE HIS BEING BLACK AND THE SITUATION BEING ROMANTIC) I might have enjoyed his passion

For a brief second I was beginning to forget this was a RAPE and I was being humiliated and abused. A look of resignation and shame about me might had been fading when the leader and the other guy turn my head to look into the camera. To bring me back to the realization of the situation and that enjoying this was not allowed JUST YET. Things were getting easy as I was wet now and sweaty -- my brown skin shining beautifully even though I was dirty. As the driver entered me anally, I yelped and wailed. Under the gag I screamed “YOUR KILLING ME STOP!” God I thought how could any woman enjoy this how could any guy become gay it hurt so much. My hands flailed in there bonds to break free and hit him and get him out of there.

Uproarsly, “Give her more, I think she wants more” the guy holding the camera said. I was so tight also and it hurt her a lot.
The driver proceeded to pump me for at least a half hour until he couldn't hold it much longer -- he pulled out and came with cum all over my face. Humiliated I cried convulsively. A Harvard Lawyer shamed to no end.


The driver and the one holding the camera switched places. The one holding the camera took over. He wanted punish me he announced loudly. “We made a special toy for You.” He claimed like he had built the Golden Gate Bridge All By Himself. -- a dildo at the end of a yard dowel rod as brought out like it was a masterpiece being unveiled to the world for the first time. It looked horrifying like something fom the inquisition. He shoved the dowel rod deeper in my vagina farther than he could with his cock just to make her cry hard. Pressing my cervix to the point where it felt it would tear through it and go up me so far it would comically come out my mouth. When I
was just about to my limit. The one who was working the camera and was now working me turned me on my back on the bench and tied my ankles on the bottom of the bench. He then lit a cigarette and He taunted Me with it. Finally, he touched my breast lightly a couple of times on my sensitive nipples. I wailed -- "Wooooo, mmmph" into the gag -- my lips not able to move with the tape. Sweating and crying, I must have been quite a site. He mounted her on top and dry humped me again...After a hour of intermittently raping me -- he withdrew and came on my chest -- taking a finger and smearing my face with it. In disgust, told me “there is more where that came from.” As if he were giving me a gift I should be grateful to receive and I should wash his feet with my tongue and dry with my black hair for.

Finally, the leader untied me from the bench and made me kneel on my knees. He tied my wrists above my head lifting my breasts on display and my ankles crossed behind me balancing myself on my knees. He had my backed against a wall. He proceeded to play with my sweaty. sore body some. He removed the gag. And they had some dialog.

They told me that I stole their money and my incompetence cost them valuable time and money.
I had to think hard because I didn’t remember it, then it dawned on me. I was down here a long time ago just after passing the bar, it was just for the summer and I soon got back to New York and forgot about it. I put it out of my mind because I was called down here by this on unscrupulous lawyer who promised to give me some experience if I would work a few small cases he felt took his time away from one that made more money. Actually while I did work a few cases, most of the time I was avoiding his FILTHY WHITE HANDS AND GETTING CHASED AROUND THE DESK. IT’S funny because they revived my memory, it was their money that bought the Lexus I cherish so much. I had stolen the money because I thought it was owed to me and never let it cross my mind that it wasn’t mine. Yes I did leave before their case was resolved but I wasn’t leaving them I was leaving that fat letch I worked for. But after all they had done to me I wasn’t going to apologize or tell them. I thought about the law firm that called me down here and realized what fool I had been. A name like “RAM, JOLT AND SCREW.” Should have given me a clue. O.K. I said internally so blonde white girls aren’t the only ones that can be stupid.” But that was as far as I was going to go in humbling myself.

They asked me to pay them back. I said I didn't have it anymore. The leader said, “we will take it our of her hide and also will have to look at bringing in a girlfriend or two. My understanding is that they were to go on vacation also and meet up with you in Vegas. We might tie you all in the desert and leave you there. Wanna go for a ride? Rosie:”
“NOOOOOOOO, please don't! I'll get you the money some how! I promise.” I pleaded.
“I am tired of your broken promises!” He shoved a sock in my mouth and covered her lips with duct tape. Then revealed my brightest reddest lipstick from my purse and drew lips on the duct tape and put a small drop of sperm from my body dripping out the corner. Then turned me toward a mirror. With my make-up messed up Male seed all over my face hair and breasts and dripping down my dark thighs I looked like a whore who had jst humped 20 guys and was just getting off break to take on more. The camera got good shot of the mess. The leader held my face toward the mirror for 3 minutes making sure I got a really long hard look even though I fought him and kept turning away he’d keep forcing my head back to take another look.
He then pinched, twisted, turned, and pulled at my sore nipples and watched me grimace and cry....Tears streaming down my cheeks. HE untied ME and threw ME on the mattress of a 4 poster and HIS friends tied me spread wide. He then mounted me and gave me the rape of my life as he fucked me hard, fast and deep -- Pain wore on my face and the fear, sadness, and humiliation showed as well as I whispered in my ears what has going to happen to my two other girlfriend while I watched. My body quivered under him. I gagged and coughed time to time being so upset from crying. The camera ran out of memory – “we have plenty more memory sticks.” He informed me like a famous director making a feature lenth film saying “We had endless numbers film rolls” He told the guys they could break and He would take it from there. He took periodic breaks and then touched me all over. My body convulsing even at his touch and head swaying back and forth. Then the mood changed a little. He mounted me again and my toes curls and my body was getting off on her rape, This was more humiliating than the rape itself. My mpved in unison with his hips, my nipples pointed so hard. He enjoyed sucking on those like a boyfriend she never had. He alternated his sex with ferocity and sensual eroticism. PLAYING WITH MY MIND AND EMOTIONS KEEPING ME OFF BALANCE. During the breaks he would caress every inch of my body. He would rub my feet and stroke my hair, which despite myself I started enjoying worse of all the camera now on a tripod at the foot of the bed was catching me enjoy. I had found a rare moment of calm but was overcome with sadness as I thought a rape was a rape as I had been told by rape classes in Manhattan, and how could I have these kind of feelings for a captor, loving ones at that.

He looked into my eyes that were wet and shiny like black diamonds and saw a strange sadness, confusion, and conflict. I THINK HE made out what I was saying into the gag "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." With that he continued to ride me deeply. He removed my gag tenderly -- the tape gave way easily as I was like a wet blanket my body a cold sweat. He pulled out the sock and just covered my mouth with his hand. He undid my tied and just held me down and continued raping me. Then we both noticed my vaginal contractions and quietly I felt my lips quiver under his strong masculine hand. I felt also like I couldn't hold it anymore. I came and so did he did with warm cum embedded deep inside my universe. I shook underneath Him and started crying again -- not sure what her conflicted mind represented -- happy thoughts or sad.

Feeling good and exhausted. He tied me hogtied and tape gagged me. He told me that this was just a beginning. My expression was one of mystery. He felt my body again with his hand as he loved my body so. My quirks and oddities he became familiar with. The depth of my voice, the frailty of my emotions, a body of a goddess. He took me to a holding room with food, bed, and toilet and told me to rest, like this was a luxury 4-star hotel resort room. As I would need it for more to come. The door lock behind me.

His friends and he were to take turns sleeping and plan the next step on retrieving our financial losses.

The leader came back and brought in a very nice meal and wine. It really sent me off balance, one moment he’s nice the next moment rude and cruel. but I was hungry when I looked at the food. so after he left I got up and I slowly moved over to the bathroom. I used the toilet then as I washed my hands I looked in the mirror. I looked horrible a cheap, sluttish mess. I scrubbed and scrubbed myself then after I was clean I scrubbed and scrubbed again. Finally not able to feel clean I devised another plan not to let them turn me into a chrap dirty whore and escape before they could do harm to my friend and warn them. Then I figured I’d need my energy so I devoured the meal. All went well till I drank the wine then before I knew it I was out like light.

To my shock when I awoke I don’t know how many hours later. I was dressed in a white satin nightgown. Almost the kind of thing you’d think a bride would wear on her wedding night. My hair was washed and combed out all the sperm was gone. Someone had put a jasmine perfume on me I felt down and someone had put white satin panties on me. I opened my eyes and the mirror above the bead showed me new make-up had been put on me. It had been put on with the care and attention only women give to make-up then I saw in the mirror that white nylons had been put on my legs. I raised my head still woozy and at the foot of the bed with her back to me was a very shapely sexy naked white woman putting the make-up away on the dresser at the foot of the bed. Despite my desire I felt all hot like when I see a hunky man. I suppressed the feeling say, “I’m Not A lesbian, I’m Not A lesbian, I’m Not A lesbian,”

She turned around and she looked so attractive, her features were soft but distinctive and defined. She had long, Full brunette hair soft trimmed eyebrows, a small nose, bright brown eyes, clear, flawless, cream colored skin. Her mouth was full, her make-up done with the same care applied to me. Her chin and neck delicate, her breasts full 40 D, her waist slim and well cared for. Her pubic area a was unfortunately way to thick but she seemed to carry it well. She was completely naked except for the very high 8” type heel they had made me wear earlier but she wore them with a skill of lots of practice and a joy to wear them. Her nails and nine had both been done with the same sort of care and attention to detail with turquoise nail polish.

“Honey,” she said, “I’m so glad your awake, I see you haven’t suffered that badly from their treatment. I hope you don’t mind but I washed you down and cleaned and cared for you while you were asleep.”

I flinched a little as she approached the bed but despite myself I found my gave drawn to her eyes, full red lips and huge breasts with large erect nipples.

“Who are you?”

I’m Carol. I won’t hurt you.” She sat daintily on the bed. She took a warm wash cloth and gently massaged my sex. I was surprised that it didn’t hurt. “This has medicine that will help you heal she said continuing to massage me between my thighs.” Her touch was sparking some feelings I was determined to suppress.

“Their men, they don’t know how to be gentle, they don’t know what we women need when it comes to a touch that’s why the called me.” Let me put this away she bent over to reach the nightstand beside the bed but for some reason I didn’t grasped on her body bent in such a way that the right nipple pressed into my lips. I gasped by mistake and it slipped in my mouth but against my will my mouth sucked on it. She squeezed her breast and to my shock and horror a squirt of breast milk shot on my mouth and down my throat. But instead of spitting her out or hitting out I sucked hungrily, kissed and licked her ravenously.


She took a hand and guided one of my hands to her wet pussy. I wanted to fight but instead I massaged her sex.

“NO!” I moaned softly vibrating her lactating breast, but not very convincingly. My hand wanted to explore her despite what my mind wanted.

Finally she changed to let me suck her other breast. Then she kissed my mouth dancing her tongue in my mouth and mine joining in her mouth. Then softly she said softly as if she ONLY wanted me to hear, “just do it, it will be easier for you if you don’t struggle. Try to get as much joy from it as possible”


She guided my head down between her legs and her legs to my head till the two are locked together. As I licked her wit each lick a hair went in my mouth and down my throat but I couldn’t stop.

She was scented down there but must have had sex with about 40 men because she was dripping like a hose and it was clear from the scent her vagina was filed to overflowing with more than female juice, so filled a gallon of perfume and 100 douches couldn’t get rid of the suffocating smell of sperm. As she straddled my head and road my tongue and came a gallon of sperm filled my mouth. She came and came but for some reason and despite my saying in my head over and over, ” I’m Not A lesbian, I’m Not A lesbian, I’m Not A lesbian,.” Didn’t do any good, I wanted her so bad. She cam five times then got off me exhausted.

She panted as she lay beside me then massaged my nipples as she thanked me. “We women have to stick together.” Then ever so gently and softly snf lightly she kissed my tight breast. Then she looked up at me as if to judge my reaction then I guess seeing and hearing no objection she bent back down and as slowly, lightly and tenderly she kissed the left breast. Again she looked up to me and looked in my eyes as if we were the only two people in the world and my opinion meant life or death. Again seeing and hearing no objection she caressed, petted and massaged my right breast then softly, brought her head down on the nipple and sucked ever so softly. Between sucks her tongue flicked, circled and played with the nipple then she would suck again. It only took a short while and I started moaning and panting and my hands went into fer long brown hair and before I knew it I was pressing her face into my breast wanting more then she went to the other breast and did the same. After a while she came back up to my face and kissed my mouth our tongues playing tongue hockey. Softly she whispered “just relax and enjoy it, it’ O.K.” Then slowly using her tongue along the way she kissed and licked my neck letting her finger tips lightly massage and pet each kiss location as if followed her lips and tongue as she worked down my neck, between my now heaving breasts down to my rising and falling quivering belly to my pubic hairs and finally to my clit and between my thighs, by the time her finger joined her mouth and spread my engorged wet lips I had already cum once grabbing on to the bed like it was a life preserver and the only source of warmth in the empty vast artic sea. My hips rose and fell and bucked as my body quivered and my mind, hell every cell in my body felt like they were popping in soft little ,SNAP, CRACKLE AND POP explosions. And I was well on my way to another orgasm, each orgasm leaving my mind to cuddle in a gentle warm cloud of bliss afterwards. It was so easy to forget where I was and what had happened just a short time before or that this was a woman and a white one at that and everything else I had come to believe. By the third orgasm my legs were wrapped around her head and I was calling out, “OH CAROL, OH GOD, OH CAROL” at the top of my lungs in such bliss I didn’t give thought to who could hear. Then slowly she took off each white stocking.

She raised, my sexual juices all over her face. Come and she pulled me up I was like melted butter and just followed her not even thinking how walking didn’t even hurt she held my hand with one hand and adjusted the shower water with the other. I didn’t even let it cross my mind that the shower had no curtain or door and anyone looking in would see us in there together.

In the shower she soaped me up and washed every little crevice as gently as possible until my brown body was covered in white suds almost completely then with out rinsing me off she handed me the soap and asked me to do the same with her. Then while we were both still almost completely covered in soap she embraced me and rubbed our bodies together letting the slippery soap caress us. I came again as our breast and pussy’s made love on their own, with the slippery gliding of the soap. Her hands in the mean time caressing and kneading my ass cheeks her mouth kissing mine and my hands petting and her back

Finally spent we stepped out of the shower and she turned off the water then she got a soft terrycloth towel from a nearby rack and tenderly toweled me and dry. After I was dry she curiously whispered in my ear, “It’s a secret, while you were passed out I left something under the mattress.” She grabbed my hand and lead me back to the main room.

Standing like a father who had found me necking and displaying my breasts to a boyfriend in the living room after “PROM” the leader was waiting thick belt in hand.

“Well young lady what is this?”

I shook and cringed not because he was waving the double over belt threateningly though that did scare me, but because I felt like my whole world had shattered and for a moment felt like a teenager who had disgraced and degraded her self and her family.

“Ron leave her alone.”

His head turned and even though his head was hooded I felt like his eyes had become poisonous dagger. Ne hand reached out and grabbed carols long brown hair, “What did you just say WHORE? I instructed you simply NOT TO USE OUR NAMES! You WILL pay for that later.” He turned back towards me while twisting her hair ever tighter like an unforgiving winch till she sobbed, then wailed then screamed while her hands flailed up to reach his tightening grip and get him to release her. “You think this is pain WHORE wait until later.” His attention turned to me, “OH DIDN’T she tell you? She is one of the biggest whore in town and she owns a brothel on the other side of town with a whole stable of wanton sluts!” Finally he released her and tossed so she fell against me. “Dress her quickly, and get her ready. We have something for our black little lezzy. Something to show her we don’t allow lesbians hear and giver her a chance to prove she’s not one. Have her ready in five minutes.” He then turned and stormed out using the belt on the door frame for effect making us both jump before he slammed the door behind. I was shock and stared at Carol.

“I can explain but not right now.” She motioned me to get on the bed and quickly but efficiently she put the white stockings on me, put a garter belt around my waist and connected the straps to the stockings then slipped on the white silk panties. She placed on similar black high 8” spiked shoes and fastened the buckles. Then she grabbed the white silk nightgown had me lift my arms and she helped it slip down on me. she reaffixed my hair and make-up like she was a Hollywood make-up artist getting me ready for a close up. Paying special attention to my bright red lipstick, making sure it was as pristine and smooth as possible.

“I want to warn you even though I’ve been instructed not to.” She said in a whisper almost making it impossible to hear, “ Lou, the guy with the video camera, he got a hold of some special cream from Germany, through some porno magazine. Here.” She guided my hand down to my panties then in then had me lay back and continued till two fingers delve in then when I felt what couldn’t be I gasped. She released my hand but I still kept my fingers inside my self. “Don’t ask me how it works, I don’t know but somehow it reassembles the HYMEN. I don’t know all the details but as he said he has something special planned for you always has and it has nothing do do with us being caught naked. Hold on. She got up and got in her make-up kit. In a secret compartment she pulled out a tube of cream she pulled down my panties, removed my finger that were still high up my opening I shock, then she said, “I let my girls use this sometimes when black men…” She stopped, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s O.K.” I said in the smallest of voices.

“My girls, use this on large difficult customers.” She continued. “It will help a little.” She opened the tube, and squeezed it the contents filled my vaginal canal. “It won’t solve what I think they have planned but will make it a little survivable.”

She had just got my panties back on when Ron came busting through the door belt still in his hand but obviously more for effect. “I’ll deal with you later” he said to Carol and shoved to sit on the floor. Come with me Little Lesbian he said digging his fingers into the subtle flesh of my upper arm as he yanked me. He moved us slightly faster than my feet could keep up to simulate a father leading his disobedient daughter to her punishment. “we don’t hold with perverted little lesbian around here. But we have something that will make you a straight woman again who only likes MEN. The other two were laughing at me as I passed by, making kissing noises, then saying “OH CAROL, OH GOD, OH CAROL I LOVE YOU SUCK MY PUSSY MORE, OH CAROL, OH GOD, KISS, KISS, KISS” They didn’t even try to hide the playback of Carol and me in bed. But ten Ron moved me so quickly past I only got a fleeting look out the corner of my eye.


“It’s your own fault for being such a sick pervert, you slut. But we have something that will straighten you out.” Finally with the other two trailing behind still mocking me we stopped and I gasped and backed away a step. Before me was a huge bulky 6’5” man, dressed in a dirty grey janitor’s outfit that look and sort of smelled like it hadn’t seen a washing machine in six years.

He looked and smelled only slightly better.

Immediately I noticed slimy druel drip from his mouth.

“This is Stewie.” He swatted my but and said, “Say Hello.”

I said, “NO!”

Ron hit my but with the strap and I jumped almost losing my balance except for Ron’s vice like to keep me steady.

“Now that wasn’t nice we are trying to teach Stewie manners” Ron explained.


“Hell…Hello” I stuttered looking at awe at the size and bulk of him while repulsed by the uncontrolled drool dripping from his mouth that seemed to be gaping open as much as mine.

“This is so simple even a Harvard grad like you can figure it out, you see Stewie has never been with a woman. You on the other hand have to prove you’re not a Lesbian. You shouldn’t have any trouble figuring out what to do. Of course you have to forgive Stewie but he’s a little awkward and sometime not so gentle.”

“But you’ve got a special surprise waiting.” Lou said

“Shut-up we don’t want to spoil it for her.” The other one said.

“You go and give him a fun time.” Ron said shoving me into Stewie.

Stewie’s giant arms and hands grabbed me in a vice like grip.


“Gentle Stewie, we don’t want to break her.”

“Not yet.” The other two commented then snickered.

“SHHHHHH” Ron commanded, “We don’t want to disturb these two LOVEBIRD.”

Stewie eased up a little but caressed me still roughly though I realized it wasn’t his fault.

“Come with me I said as gently as possible as I led him back to the four poster bed, leaning on him for steadiness but also to simulate a couple walking home closely from a date. I sat on the bed

“Just relax” I said softly then gently unzipped his grey jump suit, when I got to his crotch I stopped and gasped and sat back a little as the smell shocked me and made me want to retch. I don’t think he had changed his underwear in years and it smelled like he had not made it to the bathroom several times. Stealing myself I continued. I got the jump suit off then biting my lower lip grabbed the filthy underwear yanked them down. I gasped, “GOD, NO WAY.”

Laughter erupted behind Stewie like they had just heard the funniest joke then between laughs they said, “Isn’t he a sight, you should be honored. He’ll make you feel like that Madonna song, Like you’ve been FUCKED for the VERY FIRST TIME.” They all laughed then Ron said, “SHUT-UP”

Then to me he said, ”Come on show him a good time.”

I gulped, as I stared at Stewie’s Semi hard member. Semi hard it was 3” in diameter, the others were thicker, but length wise he was well over 14” and he still wasn’t fully hard.

“I can’t.” I said gulping hard.

“OH you will!” Ron said “Now or you don’t want to imagine what we could do.

I lifted his member and slowly brought it to my lips. I stopped for a moment.

“Let me at least wash it.”

“Your perverted little Lesbian mouth will wash it or are you really a lesbian who hates men? Most women would kill to get a cock that size in their mouths.”

I swallowed hard and said, “just relax and I will make you feel really good.” Slowly I lowered my mouth on his member.

I had no problem with the width though my jaw felt slightly unhinged and I got into a steady rhythm taking in 1/3rd of his length. The problem came when he started getting excited he reached behind my head and pushed himself farther down my throat than any cock had ever gone making my neck bulge out to accommodate him I tried to push him back but this only made him push father and harder in excitement and his strength was so much more than mine. Finally just as I was about to pass out Ron pulled him off. “Now save some of it BIG GUY, take off her clothes she’s got a nice surprise hidden under them.”

Dazed Stewie wobbled back and Ron took the opportunity to lay me on the bed. “Don’t make him angry, I might not be able to stop him next time. By the way I happen to know your at the height of ovulation so you might just get a little parting gift out of this considering how long his little guys have been waiting for this.” He smirked as he said this then spread my legs high lifted my nightgown to my waist and maneuvered my panties crotch so one lip was exposed.

“Now go look for your present Stewie!” then Ron stepped back like a stampede was coming. I watch as Stewie charged, his massive member swinging like it was a baseball bat surgically implanted on him. He tore everything off except my stockings and shoes like I was a Christmas present and it was Christmas morning.

His swiftness shocked me, but even more shocking was for never having done this his cock found it’s way to my opening pretty quickly and with no real foreplay was drilling me though he was rather awkward and painfully off center. I shifted my body though and found comfort.

Stewie was shocked though when my new membrane stopped his progress. I was thankful to Carol for tipping me off, knowing the shock of being a virgin could have made the experience a lot more unpleasant. Stewie had to try three times before punching through. e ripped me and it felt like it. It hurt, but my real first time hurt worse. To keep Carol from getting in trouble though and to somehow satisfy the sadistic desires of the other three I acted as if I was being tortured in hell and he was killing me. This was a mistake because while it gave the three gratification somehow my screams spurred something prime evil in Stewie and soon er to my horror the screams were no longer an act. Stewie rammed me with a violence that unbelievably even worse he kissed me depositing slimy drool in my mouth as well as a horrible taste of weeks worth of soar food. He became more and more excited the harder and louder I screamed and his thrust became more furious to where it felt he was going to tear me to shreds and keep going till I was split in two and the head of his man popped in and out of my mouth destroying all the internal organs along the way. Plus his body felt like a ton of weight and breathing was getting harder and harder. Yet strangely in all the pain I got two mind blowing genuine orgasms out of it. When he dropped what seemed like 5 gallons of seed in me, I had, all the ingredients needed to get pregnant. After he was spent all 280 lbds of him collapsed on me and it took all three of them to roll him off me. I was spent too, bleeding hard on the bed sheet beneath my thighs. I had to work to close my legs and only did with Lou’s help and a little pain I was exhausted and spent but so unbelieably sore.

The three men lifted me gingerly and took me back to the room. Bound me to the bed spread eagle, Then propped my hips UP letting me know it was there full intention to make sure all of Stewies fluids stayed in me. They placed a cathader in my urithra and attached it to a bag they told me I should take advantage of the rest because I would be participating in FUN soon. Untill then they would feed and care for me till they needed me again. Then they took a nice comforter and covered me and turned out the light to let me rest and recooperate.





There is Eternal Hope

Warren W. C. Freeman "Rollin Free"
http://rollinfree.vpweb.com

[rosielawson]

Sore and exhausted the three of men gingerly took me back to the room where I was bound spread eagle. A catheter placed in me, and my hips propped up so that Stewie’s seed would be kept in me and given a chance to fertilize my awaiting egg. My hands bound to the brass railings above my head so I couldn’t somehow thwart this plan and either take the catheter out or use the bathroom to douche out Stewie’s seed.















I was kept in bed for three day’s treated like a princess every need taken care of.

Actually it was so far the nicest thing that had happen to me, the rest was pleasant and not one want was overlooked. It was not hard to forget if I wanted to, to forget I was a prisoner, but I wouldn’t or couldn’t no matter what was done to erase it from my mind.

For those three days though they tried. I was feed and fed well. It was made sure my bodies position was changed on a regular basis to make sure I didn’t get bed sores, My body was occasionally bathed with soothing formulas created to eliminating all or any pain at all and massaged on a regular basis.

Of course they didn’t ignore their needs either though making love to me in every opening I had on a regular basis intermittingly alternating it from savage to romantic, depending on the mood of which ever did it when the mood struck him.

After three days when I was released from my bonds I had gotten use to it and in a strange way didn’t want to be released even though it meant I could get up and move again.

The afternoon of the third day when Lou untied me I thought he was just changing my body to open me to the sexual position he wanted. But tersely he made it clear I was to use the bathroom relieve myself and clean myself as quickly as possible and be ready for “A NEW GAME AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE” His exact words. He walked out as I languidly obeyed, he was back in five minutes as I was just stepping into the shower. He made it clear it was a bad thing I didn’t obey to the letter and I should hurry. In the water of the shower as I lathered up I was shocked to see a Thick, bulldog type of collar in his hand attached to a leash, a cat-of-nine-tails type whip and a barrette type hat with floppy dog type ears.

I tried to stall but eventually Lou realized what I was doing and stepped in finished lathering me to make my dark skin as foamy white as possible leaving not one spot uncovered then just a quickly rinsed me off, drying me off thoroughly, but briskly and roughly. As soon as I’m dry he snapped his fingers.

“Down!” He ordered.

More out of shock than then obedience I got on all fours. He placed the barrette on my head, the collar around my neck with the leash attached then without regard for my feeling or pain it caused, he shoved the dildo end of the whip In one mighty thrust and with only a small amount of lubrication on it all the way into my anal opening. I yelped not in getting into my role as a dog but out of shock and pain. He then strapped the tail to my hips to secure it.


Though I didn’t see it I knew he must be smiling out of an illusion of power. Closer to the floor I noticed a lipstick case in the corner. I made a mental note of it as Lou lead me like a dog through the door out of the room.

In the outer room a new addition had been added, a long wooden type banquet table reminiscent of a table in a mansion or medieval castle. At the table food was laid put all across it and on one side were four chairs next to the first stood Ron and he came toward Lou and me. The next chair was empty, the next sat the man I didn’t know the name of yet and the fourth chair sat Carol. Even from where I was across the room I could see she was bound to the chair wearing a robe, but the way it was on exposing all her charms she might as well been naked. She was bound in a strange way that kept her bound to the chair but allowed her to eat in a limited fashion. In this I mean her hands could move to operate the utensils but to get the food in her mouth she’d have to bend down to get the food in her mouth. This though would proved interesting because the way her head lulled and swayed from side to side it was obvious she was not in the chair so much to eat as for my benefit.

As I puzzled this Ron came over to take the leash Ron rushed over to sit in the empty. As Ron took the leash he pulled it and lead me to the table as he explained, “you’re going to love this game.” He informed me as he strutted like a rooster that owned the roost. “See that?” Pointing to the plate full of food on the floor at the end of the table past Carol.

I looked as he continued, “that’s your plate and you can have all that to eat. All you have to do is crawl under the table to eat it.” He paused at the opposite in of the table near his chair and he paused talking for effect then continued. “All you have to do is give all four of us head on the way making each cum before ypu go on to the next person.” He paused again for effect, then said like it was an after thought. “Oh by the way you only have 30 minutes anything past that and food will taken away and given to the guard dogs outside.”

Sitting down he said, “better hurry up BITCH.” That was it, then he sat down as if I weren’t there.

Slowly, hesitantly, obeyed, crawling under the table between Ron’s legs I unzipped the fly to his jeans. Fishing my hand I discovered he had no underwear on but his manhood was so erect that I had to work hard to free it, I don’t know if that either by design or this new game just excited him that much either way the effort ate up a few minutes of effort.

Finally with both his large instruments and ball free I proceeded to make-up for lost time and try to get on to Lou. I sank him deep in my mouth and massaged his tentacles and alternately massaged his shaft. I used my tongue to explore his length and my lips to caress it. Despite my efforts five minutes maybe more proceeded without reward. I doubled my efforts and passion to try to achieve my goal, another five minutes went by and still he remained hard and didn’t release his juices, Now it was becoming a vendetta, I knew the time was ticking off but wasn’t even thinking about it now. I took the member deeper down my throat, ramming my face into the material of his jeans pushing my nose and chin into the jagged surface of the metal zipper. I worked furiously, bobbing my head up and down, my hands also massaged passionately but gently. Finally after five more minute and with a huge groan from above he released in a torrent like a fire hose waves and waves in my mouth and down my throat. After milking everything I could get out of him I moved on to Lou. As if by some conspiracy Lou made it just as difficult.

To start off with just like Ron he was marble solid under his jeans and as if to make it harder the material of his jeans were stiffer so I had to work even harder to free him. Finally I did, unlike Ron I started off every womanly trick I had ever learned or read about (UNFORTUNATLY my knowledge wasn’t that vast) I tried putting forth as much passion my heart could dredge up. I worked feverously. My efforts paid off though and unlike Ron he could only hold out about ten minutes and I’m sure with great dissatisfaction was force to release himself. After taking in all he had to give I moved on to the next man. He rewarded me by making it much, much easier he was still stone solid when I got to him but his jeans were much more pliable and I freed his dick in less than a minute. Either out of mercy, excitement or just because of the long wait he held out all of five minutes. Relieved I moved on to Carol figuring I could have her exploding with passion in less than a minute. I was shocked though that after to minutes nothing happened. I tried harder, but gentler, figuring I was being to rough and that’s what prevented my efforts. Another three minute went by and I realized it was almost as if she wasn’t aware I was down here. I racked my brains, I had come to realize they had set me up to fail but I wasn’t going to admit defeat. I caressed, massaged, petted and kissed her finally after another minutes I was rewarded with the sounds of her orgasm though I could tell it was slight it was still a climax. My face drenched
, my mouth and tongue numb, emotionally and physically drained I emerged from under the table Ron towering above me his manhood still hanging out limp from his open fly.

“I do have to applaud you for a great effort unfortunately you overshot the 30 minutes by 8 minutes” he claimed revealing a stop watch. “So…” he drawled pulling a plastic bag from his right pocket. The dogs get to eat some of your dinner. He scooped up the plate and took the still steaming steak from the plate. “Still you need you energy and after an effort like that you should get something so I’ll leave you the peas and mashed potatoes, but being a good dog you should have your own BOWL.” He reach overhead to the table and revealed a shiny steel dog dish then scraped the remainder of the plate into it with his hands. And set the plate in front of me. “Look at this mess” showing me his hand, “be a good doggy, show me your gratitude for all I’ve given you and CLEAN IT UP!” He shoved his hand at me it crossed my mind to bite it but I licked it clean. “Such a good dog,” he petted my hair with his saliva soaked hand then without warning “Now eat your dinner” he pressed my face into the bowl and then held it there for 30 seconds. When I pulled it up everyone but Carol laughed raucously. I ate as much as I could as fast as I could, not to give them satisfaction but because I didn’t know how long till they decided to take the bowl away and I was determined I needed my strength to escape. I must have pleased them with my performance because they let me finish it to the point where I was licking the bowl clean then Ron came over and took the leash and led me back to the room. Before we got to the door and in full view of everyone except Carol who was past out and slumped in her chair. Ron led me to some paper on the floor. As we stopped I look up at him with an expression of “YOU must be kidding” he tapped his foot as if to say, “O.K. Bitch I don’t have all night, finish your business.”

I began to squat. He stopped me, “No lift your leg.”

I lifted my left leg. He slapped it hard, “No your Other leg, let everyone see.”

I obeyed, cursing quietly under my breath, it crossed my mind to turn so my spray would land on his leg but I controlled my anger, closed my eyes to block out everyone watching me and released myself a quickly as possible to get it over with. When I finished I brought my leg down careful not to get the fluids that missed the paper on my legs then moved forward till the leash stopped me.

Ron took a rag from his left pocket and wiped me “That’s a good girl.” He praised petting my hair again, “Time to go to bed.” He informed me as he led me back to the room. He left me in the room alone and locked the door as he left. He left the collar leash and barrette with the floppy ears on me. I stood up and undid the strap around my hips yanked the whip handle out of my ass and threw it across the in disgust followed by the collar and leash and barrette.

I bolted to the bed and reached under the mattress. There a little ways in I found an envelope with:

Open in corner over lipstick case written on it

I ran to the corner and tore open the envelope.


Inside was a red and gold key.

A note in the envelope under the keys read.

Your room is watch from cameras EVERYWHERE even in the bathroom. This location is a blind spot but don’t stay in this corner too long you don’t want to tip them off to it. When you finish reading this destroy it so they can’t read it. The toilet bowl has a camera in the bottom of it so don’t flush it. I loosened the drain in the shower there is no camera there but be careful as there is one in the ceiling and across from the shower. If you can though stuff the shredded envelope and letter down the drain. The red key is to the front door of your room the gold key leads to the exit door of the warehouse building. Once out straight across the parking lot is the forest. Once in the forest turn left then go straight I leave it to you to go from there, Eventually you should reach a small break in the barbwire fence beyond the fence keep running straight and eventually you’ll reach the road and freedom. If you haven’t found it under the bed are slippers, that’s all I could find for you, though before you reach the warehouse exit there is a unlocked closet door on the left a white lab coat might be in there.

Good Luck

Carol

I tore up envelope and letter. I gasped the keys and went in the shower stall I pretended to look at the soap then bumped I making it fall on the floor I squatted down as if to pick it up then lifted the drain took the shreds of paper shoved them down the drain replaced the cover and picked up the soap and placed it back in the dish. I turned and hurried out into the main room and felt under the mattress again. At first I didn’t find anything then finally found the Indian moccasins type slippers. I put them on, it felt wonderful to have something on my feet again then I pressed myself tight against the door and listened. Slowly, softly I slipped the red key in the keyhole and turned till I heard the door unlock. I opened the door ever so slowly. It groaned a little and my heart stopped for a second then I opened it farther. I sneaked a look out in the main room the table had been removed and in it’s place an unconscious Carol hung suspended from the ceiling her legs kept immodestly open by some black pole secured to her ankles but the rest of the room was empty and across the room I could see both the exit and the door to the closet to the left mentioned in the letter. I bolted out the door and almost left it open. I turn around quickly and closed it softly and locked it hoping to buy myself time. After that I bolted across the room to the exit. I opened the closet door and indeed there was a lab coat slightly dirty and smelly but I didn’t care. I threw it on again softly closed the door then catching my breath and hoping I put the key in the lock and turned it. It stuck for moment but then gave way and the door was unlocked. I opened it slightly and slipped out and relocked it gain hoping to buy myself time by making them think if it was locked I was still in the building. I placed one key in each pocket so they wouldn’t clank as I moved.

The air was very cold, I quickly buttoned the coat though it seemed to offer little warmth or protection above was full moon and hundreds more stars than you ever see in Manhattan. A thought of my nice warm carpeted apartment gave me motivation to hurry across the parking lot. I could feel the rugged surface of the asphalt through my slipped feet and was glad Carol had seen fit to give them to me. I padded across the parking lot my feet making soft slapping sounds on the surface as I ran. I could hear dogs barking in the distance and sped my movements to the cover of the trees even quicker till I was in the woods and felt I could breathe easier.




Note:Escape Will Come Soon

[rosielawson]

“FREE” The thought screamed through my mind as I bolted across the parking lot asphalt to the edge of the woods on the other side. Dogs barking in the distance, I had just locked the exit door so when they checked they would think I was still inside and that would buy me more time to make an escape. The air is very chilly on my body as I run as I have nothing on under the flimsy lab coat more to hide my nakedness than keep me warm.


As I stepped into the cover of the tree’s and move quickly deeper in the woods. The surface of the forest floor poking at my feet through thin leather of the moccasins but despite the minor pain I move deeper into the tree’s trying to avoid the fallen twigs less because of how they feel through the thin leather and more to avoid breaking them and alerting anyone where I am.

Finally feeling I’m well out of sight of anyone I choose a spot and stop and listen to see if anyone has noticed me missing yet. I hear the night wind, the dogs, branches swaying and bumping and rustling over head a night owl and various night creatures I can’t identify but not any humans, yet. I take the opportunity to move slower through the tree’s partly to avoid as many loose stones from poking and stabbing my feet, partly to save my energy in case I have to bolt in an emergency, partly to avoid stepping on as many twigs and branches as possible. But chiefly because even though I followed Carols instructions and turned left, the trees and everything looked exactly the same with every step and I really felt I might as well be in pitch blackness for all I could see. The farther I went the more afraid I got I wasn’t really going anywhere. Every now and then a branch or weed would catch my lab cat and pull it as I moved along and in a few spots where I had to squeeze through trees because ther was no other way to move forward the bark or branches would make small tears in the material of the coat.

I kept moving through the trees, stopping every few steps to listen and to get my bearings. I’m not sure how long I went like that 10 minutes or 90 minutes. I hadn’t heard anything that sounded human but as each moment past I knew that couldn’t last and I was getting more and more nervous. Suddenly the trees gave way and I found a path.


“Thank You” I whispered. I moved my speed to a faster clip not listening to anything but my heart pounding. My thoughts were that where ever the path lead it had to be away from here. I crossed my mind that if I was to follow the path Carol would have told me but I dismissed it that I was here and it was here and if she didn’t tell me about it didn’t matter. Besides she had said in the note once I was in the woods I was on my own.

I bolted down the path really not paying attention to where I was going just trusting it was away from here. The path twisted a little at points but I kept running suddenly the path ended and came out of the woods and where I wound up made me freeze to my very marrow. Like a deer caught in the headlights I just stood there exposed for all to see.

The path had led right back to the parking lot and the warehouse exit. Worst yet somewhere when I wasn’t paying attention it had been discovered I was no longer in the room and the three men were searching for me with German Shepard’s and Doberman pinchers by their sides and just like the dumb white blondes in the movies I always made fun of I not only ran back to the very place I was trying to escape from but there I stood for everyone to see. The irony was not lost on me and at that moment I knew if I just kept standing there I might as well get a neon sign that pointed to me and said, “HERE I AM, DUMB BLACK GIRL COME AND GET ME!”

Unfortunately to think about what to do was one thing to get my body to move was another. I stood there for 2 more minutes before I moved back to the path and back into the cover of trees. I squatted down and watched the three split up looking for me with the help of the dogs. I thought for a minute and realized in all my running I wasn’t sure which way was that break in the fence Carol told me about, but turning my back on the warehouse I went farther in the thickness of trees for four steps then turned left. This time I ran, not bothering to pay attention to twigs or rocks or anything. As I passed the tree, they occasionally tore my lab coat more then in some spot the trees cut and scratched me but I kept running until I reached a spot where the trees were so close together I couldn’t pass through them. As I tied to figure my next move I panted. Beyond the thumping of my heart I thought I heard the sound of a dog or maybe two dogs and a man in the trees like a scare rabbit during a rabbit season hunt I desperately looked for a break in the trees to run. Then I saw one to my left and bolted for it. I ran straight not thinking to correct my path and head back the way I was going till next thing I knew I was face to face with the parking lot and warehouse all over again. This time I saw nobody, but this didn’t relieve me it frightened me more because I was aware if I could see anyone they could be anywhere especially right in the thick of the trees right behind me. I started hearing things everywhere an knew I couldn’t tell if it was real or in my mind.

I turned my back so I was once again facing away from the parking lot and the warehouse. I took 6 steps into the forest and turned left again the bolted head long into the trees. After about 20 steps I came face to face with the barb wire fence and just like Carol had said two trees growing in the middle of it caused a break in the fence, not a big break but a space just big enough for me to squeeze through. I silently crept on it careful not to make a sound. I was one step away from the break. I reached out my hands and the trees were just 1” away from my grasp when suddenly something was in my hair. I thought a branch must have caught my hair and I reach back to free my hair. My finger came across large strong fingers wrapped in my hair and just as I felt them they tighten and wrenched my hair in a curling motion to get a tighter grasp then the two dogs I didn’t even know were there started to bark and one stuck his cold nose into the space between my thighs under the coat between my asshole and vaginal opening.

“Got you” Ron stated as he entwined my hair tighter in his fingers for a better grasp, “and where do you think your going little bunny rabbit the party is just starting and YOU ARE GOING TO BE THE GUEST OF HONOR!” with those words I was dragged back through the rough forest floor the dogs barking as I watch the space in the fence get farther and farther away till it vanished in the trees.

A few minutes later I was dragged out of the woods and over the rough cold asphalt. Just before exiting the trees the moccasins caught on the branches and rocks and tore off to be left on the forest floor. As I was dragged back painfully to the warehouse my bare feet bumping comically along the rough cold asphalt only I saw no humor in it. What was left of the lab coat hung limply to my body so wide open it might as well not existed.






The Punishment Coming Soon

[rosielawson]

Stranded On A Back Country Road

Dragged across the rough asphalt my naked feet bumping and scrapping as I go the dog panting as we all move back to the warehouse door. Ron doesn’t say anything he just drags me as if I were a heavy bag of garbage, finally, painfully we reach the door and it opens it with a “SLAM” then pulls me over the threshold.

“Get up” he commands, Then before I can respond, he lifts me up and set me up. He reaches in the pockets of the torn lab coat and find the keys. Then yanks off the lab coat violently. Tearing it so by the time it hits the ground it’s reduced to useless rags.

He walks around me once then stands in front of me and grasps my chin roughly forcing me to look at him. “So you like nature, huh” he asks rhetorically with this most devilish of grins on his face. All you had to do was tell us, we just happen to have something that will allow you to experience NATURE without leaving the comfort of this warehouse. In fact we were just setting it up when you decided to take your little Nature walk.” He stated, then spit at me a heavy glob of slimy mucus, “this is just an appetizer of what you will get until we finish setting up.”

The slimy white glob trickled down the dark skin of my right cheek. He stood back then gave a command to the dog and it went into a frenzy bolting towards me snarling, barking and nipping at me, stopping only an inch from my skin because the leash held him back. He strained at the leash to get closer but it thwarted him. Even so with every attempted bit I felt his hot breath and a small chill combined from the motion of the snapping teeth. With each Bark, growl and snap I jumped.

“My dog wants to play.” Ron commented, “You can keep him occupied or maybe I can he and his friends will keep YOU occupied whole we finish setting things up” He then snapped the leash and said another command and the dog immediately became docile stepped back and panted. Ron grabbed my upper left arm roughly making sure his finger dug into the soft, supple, dark skin.

“We have just the place for you where you can be seen while we finish. He led me past a table with a clear glass box on it. The top was cut off with some sort of Plexiglas partition and at the top of the box was some sort of headrest. The partition had a “U” cut in the center of it. Along the sides and the foot of the box were restrains and on each side of the box were boxes. Each having a small opening door way inside the box, Ron led me past this letting me get a good look but also marching me roughly toward two polls in the floor,


At the polls he gave the dog another command let loose of the leash and the dog sat docile and panting. Ron led me to one poll rammed my back tight against it and yank my arms round behind the poll. I felt cold metal then heard two clicks as each cuff bit into my skin, then coming back in front of me. “You’re going to watch my dog and the other dogs while we finish, this will keep you busy and keep you from taking anymore NATURE hikes before we finish.” He laughed evilly as if he had made some great joke, then led the dog by the leash to the other pool directly in front of me. He attached the leash to the pole the pushed a button on the back of the pole that gave the leash a little give then stood back and gave a command and the dog went into a frenzy and bolted after me snarling, growling, barking and biting. The leash mechanism stopped the dog just an inch from my bound body but the dog jumped and pulled trying to get closer but unable to.

“Now you two place nice while I’m gone” He laughed hysterically walking off to the warehouse entrance. Shortly after just above the sound of the frenzied dog I heard him yell for the other two to come in. Shortly after that they brought their dog in and attached them to the same pole across from me, adjusted the length of the leash and said the same commands to cause their dog to also go fanatical. But without the laughter and went off toward the clear coffin type device. I stood there sweating as each dog pulled and fought to get closer to me. I found little consolation in the fact they couldn’t reach me and shiver and jumped at each, snap, snarl, growl and attempted bite. Ron was right it kept me occupied to the point I lost track of how long I had been bound.

Finally, Lou came over gave a command and the dogs all uniformly sat down and became docile again and panted happily. Lou released me then pulled me toward the clear coffin only saying “You’re going to love this!”

Making me kneel on a platform at the foot of the clear casket I noticed since I’d seen it last some changes had been made. Lou dutifully went off to another part of the warehouse.
The additions were a stair placed on the right side of the box that lead to a plank of wood placed across the box and behind the plank resting on the boxes on the side of the coffin was one of those portable hospital toilet chairs but it was pointed out by Ron that the catch basin had been removed so who ever sat on the chair would release their waste into the box.

“You like NATURE little rabbit? We’ve created a little indoor outhouse for you to make you feel at home.” The two men started laughing just a Lou brought Carol in. She swayed and it was apparent she didn’t have the slightest idea where she was or what was happening or that I was even there.

“Now,” Ron continued, “your good friend Carol will show you how it works, watch carefully. “With that the other guy grabbed my head tightly and held it so I was facing under the seat of the toilet.

Ron whispered something into Carols ear and she straightened and walked up the stairs un assisted she reached the platform across the box then as if she saw a door nobody else saw turn an invisible know and swung the imperceptible door open sat on the toilet and closed the undetectable door and locked it then looked right at me with blank eyes. After a few minutes a golden rain flowed down into the clear coffin below. I tried to turn away but the man behind me forced me to watch everything. When the stream subsided a huge fart emitted from her ass and huge globs of sperm shot out to drop and mix in the golden liquid below. This was disgustingly followed by a huge thick long log a shit, then two more huge logs. Finally, a huge long ugly fart sounded
And a large, watery, pudding like amount exited. Finally believing she was through she rose got non-existent toilet paper and she wiped herself both back and front oblivious she had put the filth on her hands. She dropped the fantasy toilet paper into what she believed was the bowl of the toilet, flushed and opened the unseen door and stepped out. Ron whispered something else in her ear and pointed in my direction then she walked over to where he obviously told her was a sink to wash her hands, she went through the motions though nothing was there. When she had finished she turned toward my hair I guess thinking it was a towel and wiped her filth hands in my hair until she believed they were dry then she started to walk away and Lou caught her and she reverted to her drunken semi conscience state as he lead her away. I wasn’t until they were sure she was out of sight that the two men burst into out of control mirth. Despite myself I started to heave and vomit and the man behind me tilted my head down to look at the filth covered bottom of the box. I tried to hold back but futilely and added my throw up to the foul mixture. This only caused them to laugh harder at my expense. By the time I finished tears were streaming down my face. By the time Lou returned they had stopped laughing only because I guess it was starting to hurt. Ron replaced the man behind me and with a motion of his head they rushed to disassemble the makeshift out house. When it was torn down each got on a side of the box. “So Rosie, you seen a woman use out little outhouse, but I bet you’ve never seen what it looks like when a man goes to the bathroom your in for a treat not only will you see but you’re going to get a really close look. Aren’t we so nice to you?”

With that said the men on either side of me open his zipper and yanked out his member as if I wasn’t just inches way. As if I weren’t there they let loose while first talking about sports then shifting the topic to me in the crudest of statements about what a good FUCK I was and how wet and on and on, all along I’m forced to watch the golden flow emitting from their manhood. When they finished I thought it was over and I’d be let up but they continued talking about me finding the vilest and degusting description of what it was like to fuck me all along masturbating in some sort of disgusting completion until each came shooting his seed into the mixture below. Then as if nothing had happened they zipped up their jeans and stepped back. Finally I was allowed to stand. “wasn’t that great” Ron asked, “but where are my manners, I bet after all that running and taking care of our dogs and watching our show your tired. It’s o.k. we have a nice ed RIGHT HERE for you to lay in, nice and clear so we can watch you.”


“NO please” I screamed. I struggled harder than I had ever in my life. All three escorted me.

“Oh but we insisted we went to such trouble to prepare you room” Lifting me they places me in and strapped me down despite every effort I could muster up to escape. My neck rested on the Plexiglas partition and my head rested on the raised headrest at the top past the partition but forced me to look at my feet and all the filth I was laying in.

When I couldn’t escape all them backed off “Now comfy” Ron asked in a bitterly sarcastic tone as if I had was on a bed in a 4-star hotel.

“Don’t worry; you won’t be here alone NATURE Girl. We’ve gone to great lengths to see that you have some company from the great outdoors to make your stay as nice as possible.” The two men ran off eagerly while Ron pushed a nearby button lowering a fat tub from a box above I hadn’t noticed. Then got on some latex gloved and proceed to gather the filth and spread it from my pubic area to my shoulders. By the time he finished the other two returned with the high lid of the box it also had a Plexiglas partition that fight tightly with the one from the portion below making almost air tight seal cutting my neck and head from the lower portion of my body then I saw the lower half of the coffin ad the upper half were latch together. The hanging tube was attached to an opening in the top half of the coffin. All outside noise was cut off though I could see Ron saying something. The other two also head something then I guess the all laughed then they disappeared and I thought that was the end of my punishment. After a good five minutes of struggling uselessly suddenly I heard a muffled “SWOOSH”. I looked around frantically then saw one of the doors on the right side of the box open and out poured an army of roaches, attracted to the filth lining the bottom of the box but soon discovering the filth on me. I squirmed and thrash and pulled at the bonds uselessly them crawl all over me. I screamed but the sounds just reverberate around my head. I watch as they crawled everywhere even to the partition but both of us learning they couldn’t venture. This didn’t relieve the revulsion I had as I helplessly watch them cover me below or feel them scurry everywhere while I lay helpless. Then my worst fears were realized as a few found my opening between my thighs. “NO PLEASE I SCREAMED”

At that moment I heard another “SWOOSH” then the tube above released Maggots, hundreds some landing on the roaches on my belly and killing them. The tube released so many they covered from my naval to below my heaving breasts. Slimy, squirmy creatures crawling everywhere even some falling off me into the filth under me. It took my mind off the roaches going in me. I struggled more but only making my lower body sore and for all I knew making thing easier for the creatures.

Then another “SWOOSH” this time releasing dashing mice. “Stop” I begged even as I realized I was the only one who heard my pleas.

Next spider were released, I don’t know what kind I was beyond caring, It didn’t even relieve me that they were feasting on some of the other insect or that they couldn’t reach my head. My mind was reaching a point where I could barely keep sanity. Worse I could feel creature crawling in my womb and imagined the feast they were getting off the pool of sperm in there. I was just passing out when I heard s a LOUD “SWOOSH” my mind couldn’t imagine the new creatures that were going to be released on me. I was so out of it I didn’t even notice the flood of warm water fill the lower half of the casket then once full drain out taking everything away. When every creature and filth had been washed away I lay there for about five minute, then I noticed everywhere around my head getting stifling hot and realized somewhere in all my screaming I had used up my oxygen supply and now was gasping in the minute portions of oxygen remaining. I gasped trying to suck in a breath each attempt becoming more and more impossible. I was just passing out when I saw Ron. He waited only a few breaths more until he saw me on the edge of passing out and allowed a rush of air to wash over me. I drew in a gulp of air. Dazed on the edge of sanity I was lifted up and half dragged half walking was taken to a weird shower. It had cuff and chains that made me hang just off the ground legs spread to the point of pain arms also spread out and up to a stretching painful point.

"after your little trip to NATURE I bet you could use a nice shower. This will clean you but also teach you as I’m sure the box also did not to try something so stupid as leaving. You’ll be happy to know that this shower is design to clean every part of your body”

Without a further word, he demonstrated by turning a knob and a jet of water shot from the floor straight between my outstretched legs, past my open lips and up into me like a fat long cock made of water but feeling like steel pipe pummeling my insides. The water pounded me feeling it was going to break the wall in my womb and ram up through my body to come out in a fountain out my mouth, nose, eyes and break out the top of my skull the only relief was that any creatures inside me would be killed and flushed out. If I had been able to think of that I had little time as other jets were turned on assaulting my body from every angle. Worst were two jets that shot at my ass cheeks but hit at an angle making it feel more like paddles spanking me than water cleansing me as if that weren’t enough Ron shot a stream of water at my front with a high velocity hose, but as the other two watch he would aim it at me like it were an extension of his hand to fondle and examine me in the most humiliating ways. Finally I reached a point my mind couldn’t handle it anymore and I passed out.

[rosielawson]

When I woke-up I was back in my room dry, but tied spread eagle in my bed completely exposed.

I guessed I was prepared for some new torture from someone.

[rosielawson]

Anyone! I need a new torture idea to put her through. Add a reply please! NO LIMITS DO WITH HER YOUR WORST!

[brutilizer659]

I walk into the room and see the nice NAKED package spread out for me.

[rosielawson]

Laying, blurryeyed a huge beast of a man stoodin front of me i gasped at the size of his weapon,14"longand 7"around.
Without warning or preperation he came forward and laid on me. He must have weighed 600 pounds. I never felt so much weight on my body before in my life. He stuck his fat tounge in my mouth and it seemed a MILE long and seemed to go down my throat and while kissing me roughly slimy druel poared in my mouth.
At the same time without giving me a chance to juice up he tried to shove his MASSIVE pole in me. At first it wouldn't go and I thought I would be spared that torture, but then slowly it grated in.
I felt like acid was being poured in my and it seemed to take hours for him to enter, I screamed but that only seemed to excite him more as my screams vibrated his mouth.
His pole in me felt like I was riding sandpaper and there seemed to be no end to him, I thought he was going to break through my cervix wall and pierce my heart with it.
Finally he reach his maximum thrust and started pulling out.
This almost felt worse than his going in.
Then he got to where only his huge head was in my opening and he started again.
By the third entry my blood started to make his thrust easier and I almost think he was disappointed.
Then he pumped me harder and faster.
I prayed he would release and get off me but he just kept going for what seemed like forever.
Finally when he came it seem he dumped three GALLONS of himself in me.
Then he pulled out, sat on my chest and said "CLEAN IT"!
My jaw seemed to want to tear off as he forced the blood, juice and spermed covered poll deep in my mouth.
I SUCKED THE HORRID MESS OFF ONLY TO GET HIM OUT OF MY MOUTH AND OFF MY CHEST.
Finally I cleaned all my fluids off his huge "TREE BRANCH" and I thought my time with him was over

Then he started to untie me and I thought it was over, but then he turn me over on my stomach and retied me even tighter than before.

[brutilizer659]

NOW GET READY FOR ROUND 2. Then without time to prepare I shove my beast tool deep up her tight servant's entrance and piledrive her. She pass out from the pain before I finish but I don't care. She thinks that's bad wait till her next punishment!