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gaggirl · 10-02-2009, 10:54 PM

I cannot stem the flow of tears as I give in to the emotion, squeezing them shut to ease the pain of the burning salt water. The violence of being dragged along the floor boards and heaved onto the bed and hooked up over the arm just too much for me to grin and bare. Still I thrash around trying to unhook myself from the bed as he snaps pictures.

Im so tired.. my arms ache.. my legs ache... I give up! I hide my face from the torment, hating every cell of you hoping that you come close enough so I can tear a chunk out of you. For now I try to curl myself uncomfortably into ball from the waist.

"fuck you" I cry, sobbing into my arm.

Flesh4Fantasy · 10-02-2009, 11:15 PM

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gaggirl · 10-02-2009, 11:55 PM

"Stop saying my name you piece of shit" I think to myself, crying hard, as I feel him get behind me close. I just keep pretending hes not there, ignoring his heavy breath. God get it over with. I even let him move me. but then when the head of his cock pushes against me I stop crying, and he slides himself in stretching me, making me cry out and try to straight myself up again and get him out of me!
I dont know where the strength comes from but I fight to straighten and to twist my body strenuously. the whole time impaled on his cock deeply embedded within me and grinding hard and slow. in another situation it would feel amazing but right now its driving me mad!

"No! STOP! please! STOPPPP!" the more I struggle as he impales me, the more my pussy clenches him tighter with each movement, and the sliding simply increases his pleasure, evident in the way he moans

once I realise I cant straighten and Im stuck I cry all over again. over and over.. no.. stop! .

Flesh4Fantasy · 10-04-2009, 08:58 PM

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gaggirl · 10-06-2009, 07:08 PM

Why is he fucking me slowly? I hate it! I feel every inch every single time he pulls out and every time he pushed himself back in its like he’s impaling me for the first time all over again, until hes all the way in and cant push himself in any further, right up against my cervix, my pussy walls clinging and massaging against his thickness hungrily.

I’m so disgusted. So angry. So violated. I cry when I stop struggling, ignoring the photos hes taking. What a pig!

"How's that feel, Shelly? Huh? A nice hard cock," you say rudely, with a hard thrust that jolts my whole body and forces a guttural cry or surprise and pain to escape my lips. You start fucking me a little faster, your breathing getting heavier so when you keep talking trash it sounds breathy. My pussy feels a little wetter, from either precum or my own betraying physical response. It shames me to think that the physiological part of me is enjoying it. I just want it to be over, my face feels good against the cool wood. I try to focus on that.

"youve gotta be kidding" I spit. "You woudnt know the first thing about fucking little boy"

10-02-2009, 11:15 PM	#42
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10-04-2009, 08:58 PM	#44
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10-02-2009, 10:54 PM	#41
gaggirl * yawn * Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Australia Posts: 3,058 Reputation: 40178	I cannot stem the flow of tears as I give in to the emotion, squeezing them shut to ease the pain of the burning salt water. The violence of being dragged along the floor boards and heaved onto the bed and hooked up over the arm just too much for me to grin and bare. Still I thrash around trying to unhook myself from the bed as he snaps pictures. Im so tired.. my arms ache.. my legs ache... I give up! I hide my face from the torment, hating every cell of you hoping that you come close enough so I can tear a chunk out of you. For now I try to curl myself uncomfortably into ball from the waist. "fuck you" I cry, sobbing into my arm.

10-02-2009, 11:55 PM	#43
gaggirl * yawn * Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Australia Posts: 3,058 Reputation: 40178	"Stop saying my name you piece of shit" I think to myself, crying hard, as I feel him get behind me close. I just keep pretending hes not there, ignoring his heavy breath. God get it over with. I even let him move me. but then when the head of his cock pushes against me I stop crying, and he slides himself in stretching me, making me cry out and try to straight myself up again and get him out of me! I dont know where the strength comes from but I fight to straighten and to twist my body strenuously. the whole time impaled on his cock deeply embedded within me and grinding hard and slow. in another situation it would feel amazing but right now its driving me mad! "No! STOP! please! STOPPPP!" the more I struggle as he impales me, the more my pussy clenches him tighter with each movement, and the sliding simply increases his pleasure, evident in the way he moans once I realise I cant straighten and Im stuck I cry all over again. over and over.. no.. stop! .

10-06-2009, 07:08 PM	#45
gaggirl * yawn * Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Australia Posts: 3,058 Reputation: 40178	Why is he fucking me slowly? I hate it! I feel every inch every single time he pulls out and every time he pushed himself back in its like he’s impaling me for the first time all over again, until hes all the way in and cant push himself in any further, right up against my cervix, my pussy walls clinging and massaging against his thickness hungrily. I’m so disgusted. So angry. So violated. I cry when I stop struggling, ignoring the photos hes taking. What a pig! "How's that feel, Shelly? Huh? A nice hard cock," you say rudely, with a hard thrust that jolts my whole body and forces a guttural cry or surprise and pain to escape my lips. You start fucking me a little faster, your breathing getting heavier so when you keep talking trash it sounds breathy. My pussy feels a little wetter, from either precum or my own betraying physical response. It shames me to think that the physiological part of me is enjoying it. I just want it to be over, my face feels good against the cool wood. I try to focus on that. "youve gotta be kidding" I spit. "You woudnt know the first thing about fucking little boy"