She had been arrested for being unsuitably dressed in public, what kind of shit charge was that.? At the precinct, she saw the other prisoner was almost naked, that wasn't right....It was now, she was regretting not putting any panties on this morning. Get in the cell he commanded, and get on your knees, I need to search inside your mouth and hair....
A second cop arrived, the first one moving into the cell, and forcing her to her knees. The new guy lifted her skirt with his nightstick, he informed his mate that she had no panties on, they were both getting aroused now...
The other prisoner could only look on with horror, knowing what was coming...
Made to stand with her back to the cell wall, the new guy lifted her top up with his night stick, revealing her small, but ample breasts. There were shouts of protest from the other inmate, she was told to shut up, and her turn would come...
She started to realise, that this was not going to be good...
Dragged out of the cell again, one of them got his dick out, the other one knelt behind her and pushed her head towards the other one's dick, while at the same time guiding his nightstick towards her nether regions.....
Cuffs removed, she was turned over, he thrust hard into her dry cunt, she yelped in surprise as he pumped in and out....
The other one was just a sadist bastard who liked to watch her suffer.....
It didn't take him long to shoot his demon seed into her cunt, then suddenly the sadistic one got interested and grabbed her hard by the arm, dragging her to some other place. The other one was taking interest in the other one now...
The sadistic one took her to one of the interrogation rooms, he roughly bent her over the table before ramming his cock inside her without any finesse, didn't even tease it slowly, just rammed in....She figured her day wasn't over yet...
He fucked her over that table for a long time, then when he was ready to spill his seed, he turned her round and stuffed his dick in her mouth and shot his load into her, she spat most of it out and slumped to the floor.
I'll get your clothes, you're free to leave, and don't say a word about this, nobody will believe you...
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As she felt the warmth of the fluids spread from her nether area, she noticed her muscles no longer flexing at her command. Her toned edges became smooth as her heartbeat slowed down.
Breathing was strange, it was as if the air itself was dense and viscous, like she was inhaling smooth cotton candy.
As a final measure to crush her spirit, the man ripped off her shorts and threw them onto a nearby tree branch several meters above the ground, outside of her reach.
Gently letting her down on the ground, he helped her stand up. His figure was so tall, so insurmountable. In one move, he had taken away her will to fight.
Her arms were lowered. She no longer was in a fighting stance as she just wanted to hide her exposed parts.
Shuddering a little, she felt the man grab her by the neck and slowly pull her in. Tears flowing freely, she was about ready to give up. What could she possibly do against this man now that her muscles wouldn't help.
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As he reigned her in, he grabbed her tightly, coldly embracing her. His touch felt so disgusting and strange. Like his fingertips delivered tiny jolts of electricity. He slid his right hand up her body, then placed it inside her armpit, lifting her limp arm. "You're so sweaty and disgusting. But at least you're cute when you give up." His cruel comments found purchase as her lips trembled and more tears came flowing down. "I don't think anyone's ever properly thanked you for honing your body to our desire. We won't squander it."
There was a fire in her eyes still, she was less of a defeated girl, but more a wounded animal.
Just as he had this realization, she made her final move.
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Before he could respond, she sent a knee to his balls. The impact was astounding. He was nearly lifted off the ground. She had put everything into that one attack. A surge of all she could muster as her desperate attempt had found purchase in the man's weakest area.
Right after having debilitated the man, she turned around. If she could get into her top speed, she would easily escape the man. Just a few moments head start was all she needed.
A perfectly executed plan. She prayed that her muscles would obey.
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Even in pain, he still managed to grab a hold of the girl. She flailed and yelled, but his grip was solid. As he slowly recovered, the desperate girl was overpowered and slammed into the ground. He planted himself on top of her. Annoyed at her futile resistance, he slid her top up, exposing her perky breasts. "You fucking slut, how are you even running around with piercings in your tits." He insulted her as he grabbed the back of the top and started pulling. It started to give as the sounds of fabric ripping and tearing broke the angry girl's expression and she started bawling her eyes out. Begging and pleading, this reprise of earlier didn't phase him. He ripped the top off and threw it to the side. The girl was completely naked, and this time, he wanted to make sure he broke her properly before giving her any space.
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Pushing her to the ground, heheld her wrists firmly. Looking down, he lifted his chest a little totake in the view. "Your body is stupidsexy, you were born for porn. I wonder if you're a virgin. Such abody should not be wasted. I suppose I could sample it, to make surethe goods are intact and valuable." There was not much she coulddo, he kept talking to her, about her, like she was nothing but aslab of meat to put on a scale and sell. The realization of what hadhappened to the other girls from the area that were kidnapped dawnedon her. They must all have faced horrors like this.
He brought her back from deepthoughts as he rubbed his thigh against her vagina. Realizing whatwas going to happen, she froze completely.
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Her attitude was annoying the man to no end. Wanting to put her in her place, he increased the intensity. Holding her down with more strength, he kept her pushed down in the dirt as he swiftly removed his pants. Her shock held her in paralysis as he got his dick out. The reason to always go commando was to make things like this easier. He was already hard and ready, maybe too hard. His size was perhaps too big for the little girl to handle, but he didn't care. With no foreplay, he plunged his cock into her exposed hole.
To his surprise, she was neither too tight, nor too dry. "You like this, don't you bitch!?" He laughed in her face as he took in the sight. He had completely defeated her, it was written all over her face. "Don't you dare check out yet, you whore. I want you awake and wriggling for this." He forcefully pushed the entirety of his giant cock into the girl. She screamed out in horror and tried to wrestle out of his grip. There was no real heart in her attempt as this was just an act of desperation. "I thought you were the modern symbol of female strength and accomplishment. Imagine all the kids looking up to you, those that idolize you so much. Imagine them seeing you like this. Naked and crying, too weak to protect yourself from a simple man. I bet you work out all the time. I don't really work out, at all. I'm just superior to you because I am a man. Maybe this is what you need to teach your fans. The truth about women!"
He attacked her with his words. Pure poison, twisting her life, toying with her sense of pride. He wasn't done yet. He needed to completely break her. It was going to take some time, but he could give it an hour. This was payment in and of itself. The cash he'd get was just a bonus. "I bet you're actually enjoying this!" He barked at her with a smirk as he brought his head down to her breasts. Licking around her areola, the salt of her sweat tasted like a piece of heaven. The juices of her life work, his for the taking. He kept licking her body up and down. She shuddered and cried. She could do nothing to stop him. He kept pumping in and out of her, his cock was hard at work, and he could go for a long time. Playfully sucking her nipples. Moving her piercings around, he kept playing with his prey.
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He spent the next 45 minutes fucking her nonstop. He never came, he just kept pumping, kept slamming his meat deep inside her. But there was always a secondary thing he'd do to her. Flip her around, spank her, slap her, spit on her, berate her for something. He kept pushing her into the ground, then lifted her back up, and kept fucking her.
The abuse was unbearable. It felt like she was ravaged for a whole day. Crying and whining, yelping and moaning. She had zero fight left in her, and when he placed her in a doggy style position, she just assumed the pose and let him fuck her.
She realized what she did, but she never did anything about it. When she did what he wanted, he'd be a little gentler with her. When she acted up and tried to kick him off, he slapped her face so hard, she saw stars. After that, she never rebelled, and he was less brutal with her.
Towards the end, she found herself panting, breathing heavily. The strange numbing feeling from the syringe never left her, but it did make this assault a little easier on her. Even if she cursed it, she did feel pleasure, and right now, she wasn't far from reaching an orgasm from being fucked against her will.
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She was taken by a savage, a caveman, a brute. But the way he slowly focused more and more on her, perceiving every little hint and want of her body, adjusting his assault to keep her involved, his every move spoke volumes of how much of a veteran he was to this.
She hated him, she hated this, she even hated her own body. The way it resonated to his horrible actions, she felt shame burn deep inside of her.
He was closing in on the finishing line, as he let go of her, he waited for her to stand up by herself. For the first time in forever, not continuously slamming into her, but letting her stand up on her own. Even if he let her act on her own, it was still a choiceless matter. If she didn't stand up by herself, then he'd punish her. To lessen the pain, she did as he wanted and got up.
Beckoning her to come closer, she walked into his embrace. She felt his cock reunite with her wet and tender pussy. He got closer to the ground, bending his knees, making sure his member was perfectly aligned, before he straightened up. On his way up, he caught the girl and lifted her off her feet. Anchoring his dick deep inside of her, he carried her on his member. Just to show her his power, he made a show of slowly stroking her body with both of his hands. Trailing them down from her back, all the way down to her hips. There he grabbed her with his strong hands and started pumping her up and down. The way he wielded her was bizarre, but what she felt was so intense, she couldn't contain herself.
As he shook her up and down, like she was an oversized fleshlight, the pleasure proved nearly too much for her. She was locked onto his cock, it was the only thing keeping her upright. But it was too much, and she was in the heat of the moment. Her body was acting upon the pleasure, it was all instinctive and carnal at this point.
She brought her chest closer to his, pushing her flushed breasts against his body. His mouth was open as he was panting and moaning in pleasure. She was doing the same. They were breathing warm air against each other, smelling each other's essence. Her tongue was curling up, her lips were searching for him.
It could have been the passionate kiss of two lovers, but her mind caught a glimpse of what her body was doing, and stopped it. The two ended up moaning into each other's mouths as some spit was exchanged. The roaring orgasm they both felt was synchronized perfectly.
It was the single most intense, pleasurable, sexually charged, and mind-boggling orgasm she'd ever felt by a long shot. She wrapped her arms around him as she felt him unload inside of her. Gripping him with all her strength, her body in heavenly ecstasy, the crescendo of the almost one hour long session had just concluded. Shuddering and shaking, she felt the ground against her feet as he carefully and lovingly put her down on the ground.
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Exhausted and overflowing with adrenaline and dopamine, she was in complete bliss. Resting against the man's chest, she was still dripping with cum. He unloaded unreal amounts inside of her, and even when he pulled out, he still sent strands of cum all over her body.
Drenched in fluids, Sara's state was unsightly, never had she felt this dirty. No man had ever been allowed to come on, or in her body before. As she always laid down the ground rules to her lovers, she had never actually tasted or felt their semen before.
Both of them were resting against each other for several minutes. She kept leaking, the ground was covered with large pools of cum, most of which had come from inside of her.
His musky and manly smell, the rough texture of his fabric against her warm, flushed, and wet cheeks, the feeling of his facial hair grinding against the top of her head, his warmth... She felt so at home, so peaceful. It was like a lifetime of obligations and restrictions had been lifted from her life.
But... As minutes went by, the dark clouds of reality slowly diffused the warmth of the sun. The shivering realization of what had happened, and what was about to happen, she was slowly tensing up. Feeling so much more lively and aware than before she was raped, she started planning her next moves.
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He had yet to fully recover from the intense sex, his senses were still dull, it was now or never.
Sara leaned down further, trying to feign just wanting to lie down to rest.
It worked as the man didn't really do much, he was just resting as he stood there.
She leaned down, extended her arm, and grabbed her manual. A 15 kg dumbbell with a tiny plastic coat. The rest was metal.
Swinging her arm back and forth, as she stood up, she already had the momentum. He did not see it coming at all. The last thing he saw was the black hand weight as she hit him right in the forehead. The power of the collision sent him flying on his ass. The moment he landed, she had already started to run.
He did not recover in time to even give chase. She never turned back to look, she never stopped to evaluate. She was sprinting for her life. Her body was more or less back to its normal state of physical ability. She ran and ran. The taste of blood in her throat, she sprinted off to safety, pushing her body to its limit.
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She was exhausted, bruised up, used and abused, dripping with cum, naked, and sweaty. She was also surrounded by people.
As horrifying as this was, it didn't really register. The peril that she'd just escaped from was so much more threatening, this was just slightly uncomfortable in comparison.
But as much as she had escaped the assailant, she was still not yet safe. She had to get back home.
As she caught her breath by a bench near a gas station, she heard sounds of people approaching. No one asked if she needed help, but some muted snickering and excited people. "Are you Sara Holiday?" A boy asked gleefully.
Freezing a little, she had to get away from this place. She had to get back home. A slower jog would do.
Her shock from hearing her own name sent another spurt of cum out of her still leaking pussy. The humiliation just never ended. It was like she was branded, for the world to see.
The sound of photos being taken made her move again. She pushed herself up from the bench and ran off.
After twenty minutes of shameful jogging, she was home. Her small house, safety!
Gimpi endures her Master’s critical inspection with a pounding heart, while he decides on her punishment. She was obscenely proud when she stole a glimpse of his thunderous erection.
“Go and get the Intruder from the cupboard, Gimp!” he says, with a sternness that makes Gimpi’s heart flutter.
“Yes, that’s the one!” he answers her unspoken question, sounding worryingly irritable. “Bring it over here and slot it into the Fuck Machine!” “In there, master?” Gimpi asks nervously.” “Yes, in there!” He barks coldly. “Where else would it go, Gimp!”
He straps his trembling slave onto the leather clad bench, before checking that the Fuck Machine is perfectly aligned with its target.
[Bazzell] Gimpi- (053>056) The Long Road to Redemption
Grabbing the Fuck Machine’s remote control, he settles himself down into the comfortable Chesterfield armchair to enjoy the show. Then he presses the Go Button.
The wheel turns, the piston moves, the dildo plunges and Gimpi screams with shock at the rude intrusion.
Long minutes pass. The rythmic sound of the fuck machine grows quicker and Gimpi's screams of pain turn into moans of pleasure, until at last, she lets out a howl heralding a soul shattering orgasm.
And so, Gimpi embarks on her long road to redemption.
“Emily, allow me to introduce my wife and slave.”
“Gimp, this is my good friend, Lady Tushington.”
“So nice to meet you, Gimp. Welcome to my home, where I’m sure we shall have lots of fun together!”