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Graheg : Early Years
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The temple of Graheg anon ra /
Ular of Graheg
prelude
From behind the locked door, I can hear her crying and screaming behind her gag. I can hear her squirming and trashing on the old dirty bed. I hear her sobbing and moaning. I"m outside in the hall, naked and smoking. Sweat rolling off my mounds of fat in this sweltering heat. My mind is aflame with the drugs, my groin is on fire. I"ve raped her four times the last six hours and it still isn"t enough. My heart is still pumping, full of adrenaline. I take another drag, inhale deep, trying to calm down. My eyes are buzzing, the walls looks like they"re melting. The gas masks and leather masks hanging above the altar of Graheg seem animated and alive and breathing. Her white panties are bunched up next to the other pairs, lined up before the statue of Graheg. She"s my eighth victim this past two years. Graheg should be pleased. In a few hours, the deliverer will come to take her. I"ll get my money for the girl. I"ll get more RED dust with the money. The rest of it goes into taking my next teen. I contemplate raping her anally. It"s been a while since I"ve fucked a girl that way. Maybe I"ll ungag her and rape her mouth as well. Make her drink my thick cum. Graheg would favor that. Father Graheg blesses me. I know the statue is calling my name. I am his favorite child. I buried my third victim alive for Graheg. Left her to die a slow suffocating death. It made me more powerful, more invincible. The police cannot find me because I am touched by the horns of Graheg. That writhing worm-snake in my gut. She"s trying to get attention again by screaming. It is good that I gagged her well. She must be sick, chewing on my soiled underwear. Her jaws must hurt, packed that way for so long. It must be hard for her to breathe with so much tape wound around her mouth, sealing my underwear in. I finish my cigarette and return to the room. She mews behind her thick gag as she sees me step in. sunlight peeks through the boarded up windows. The heat is intense and the room airless. I can smell her sweaty body, mixed with the blood and the sperm and the sex. She"s tied spread eagled on the bed, limbs lashed to posts, a pool of blood forming on the bed around her naked crotch. Virgins always bleed so much the first time, its almost sickening but blood is also good. Helps keep them lubricated. I crawl on top of her trashing body. Such a fighter she is. Her eyes are wide with fear and her face wet with crying. Her cheeks bugle under the gag. She"s shaking her head, she wants me to stop. But I won"t. I slide my large throbbing cock into her once more. She still screams with all her energy every time I do this. A muffled faraway scream. I rock to and fro. in and out. Last few times before the deliverer takes her away. I can"t be bothered to turn her around and retie her for an anal rape so I fuck her this way for the fifth time. I continue chewing on her small soft breasts, adding more bite marks to whatever"s already there. I squeeze and pinch her nipples. I lap up her sweat rolling down her creamy neck. I pound her without mercy, grunting into her face. Her gagged screaming turns me on more and more. Graheg would love the way she is screaming. I splatter all over her body then spread the slime over and under her breasts. Already I"m bored with her. The deliverer will come soon to take her to the temple, and the priests will thank me for preparing her for the sacrificial burial. The smell of sperm on a female would please Graheg the most. The priests will all rape her first of course. And rub their white slime all over her more before burying her alive in the fields of innocence.
Along with the other girls in their coffins.
1) Sytematic fear
A 19 year old virgin with 5 senses to abuse. 4 days of bondage nightmares. 3 fate changing games. 2 rapists and 1 terrible destiny.
jamie's night on NYE
"Good girls get very nice gifts"" I whisper into Jamie"s ear, my hot breath
and wet tongue slithering into her ear, she tries to turn away, I rub my cheeks upon hers,
feeling the rough industrial tape on my skin. "mmmph"" she mews softly. I kiss her taped cheeks.
"shhhhhh"be quiet"." I taunt her again.
My fat naked body straddles hers, my hands caressing her gagged face
Her arms are pulled behind her and bound securely with thin rope at her
wrists, elbows and upper arms. Her chest is thrust out and I can see the
outlines of her thin white bra beneath her small cotton t-shirt. I lower my head and kiss her flat stomach. I kiss her belly button, and then plant kisses below it, moving slowly down to her crotch. The sweaty smell of her small white panties fill my nostrils and my heart pumps faster as I kiss the thin elastic of her panties around her small waist. I crawl up her body again and whisper into her ear "New year is a few minutes away"and I can"t wait to unwrap my present"."
She struggles beneath my weight "mmmph".mmmmph"." she moans as I
taste her sweet flesh on her neck....her bound legs twists and turns....
The clock ticks closer to midnight.
I massage the thick tape that seals a false beard deep in her mouth. She is
mewing uncomfortably. "Try not to moan too much"" I whisper, "It might slide down your throat and you will choke and I can"t guarantee removing your gag in time." She starts
sobbing again as I stroke her smooth gagged face.
"I can"t wait to slip off your t-shirt, I can"t wait to see your well formed breast
bundled tightly under your white bra."
She mews again as I rub my hard crotch on hers. I feel my manhood throb
against the thin material of her white panties.
"Do you know that the only thing separating me from your virginity is your
tiny white panties"" I ask her. Tears stream down her face.
"now, now, stop crying"you ought to be flattered that Santa clause is going
to fuck you. I used to be Santa ya know" But they said I got too obese and
sweaty and smelly."
Hmmmph".hmmmmph." her moans turn me on even greater.
I push her lovely black hair out of her wet eyes, she is so beautiful, sweet
Jamie , only nineteen years old and so well developed.
I move my rough hands to her stomach; it trembles at the touch of her skin.
She struggles slightly, her crotch rubbing against mine. I feel her slender
body shiver under me. My hand explores her stomach then slowly slips
under her t-shirt.
My hands slowly push her t-shirt upwards, the sight of her white bra comes
into view and she screams under her tight gag.
I push her t-shirt beyond her firm breasts and tuck it under her neck. Her
heaving chest rises and falls and I can almost hear the cotton stretch bit my
bit. Her flesh is robust and I do believe soft.
"Now," I say licking her ears, "should I cut off your bra in a hurry or slowly peel it
off""
"mmmmmmph""
The sour smell of my sweat is making her gag I"m sure and I she can"t escape
me, not under these circumstances.
"Happy new year"" I say as I slowly lick her left breast between the cups of
her bra.
The cotton of her white bra is wet and sticky with my saliva now and for
eight full minutes I tasted her sweet flesh with my tongue. I slowly curl my
sharp tongue under the little elastic strap between the two cups, closed my
lips around it and gingerly tugged it upwards allowing her right breast to
pop free. "such lovely nipples you have dearie." I say as she moans and
mews. with my left hand I cupped her left breast and begin pulling it off her
curvaceous bosom. I pull harder and it stretches till the hook at the back
snaps. I slowly untangle her wasted bra, peeling off the thin white strap off
her shoulders, the left then the right before I tug it off her chest altogether. I
hear a long scream erupt from behind her gag as her bare breast lay before
me. I begin massaging her left creamy flesh with my hands and her right
with my mouth, playfully biting and nibbling her nipples. My thumb circles her
nipples and I rub it hard and rough then softly and gently. She keeps
squirming and moaning begging me to stop between sobs and tiny
mewing. She knows I wont.
I feel her nipple on my wet tongue and again my manhood throbs with the
sliding on her crotch. I keep thinking of her crotch, tight and throbbing
behind that thin white panties. Curving so nicely over her fresh virginity. I
slither my hot mouth on her ear.
"I"ve always wanted to know what a virgin smells like, especially through the
thin cotton of her sweaty panties. Ah I love those two words".white panties,
white panties white panties. They turn me on so much."
She screams again but it is of no use. "I love two more words too"you
know what they are"" I laugh and she cries more, unable to bear this
madness.
"Tightly gagged, oh so very tightly gagged. Gagged, gagged , gagged."
Both my hands are squeezing and massaging her soft creamy breasts as I
lick and slobber her neck slowly like an animal on heat. I then slowly Lick
her tears off her eyes. She jerks as I suddenly grab her face with both my
hands. "People said I have bad breath".well lets see if that"s true." I love
torturing victims like this. Victims who are bound so tightly gagged and
struggling with only her panties left to protect her.
I open my mouth, the brown saliva drips on her taped lips as I slowly lick her
nostrils. She struggles to get away but I bury the tip of my tongue up her
nostrils to let her breathe me in.
I suddenly bury my mouth around her nose and allowed my saliva to flood
her nose and cheeks before I lick it all off again. Then onto her right breast. I
bite and devour it, feeling her softness between my lips.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmphhhhhh" she screams.
I crawl backwards carefully , my tongue tasting her stomach then navel then
the tip of her panties just above the crotch.
I stare at her smooth legs, long and shapely and I stare at how the curve of
her panties vanishes below her crotch. The tightness of the white cotton
wrapped around her nice lovely pink lips. The thin white triangle of cloth
looks appealing.
"Now,"I said, " time for the panties to go"""
I trace the side of her hips and run my fingers lightly along the thin elastic of her panties.
I curled my fingers beneath the elastic band then
*bang. I feel it right between my crotch. A heavy blow and pain explodes in my head.
Bang.
A second time and between the burst of pain I realise that she has used her bound legs to kick me. Bad move bitch, bad move. I fall to the side, my mind screaming at me to keep her down but my tear filled eye sees her roll off the bed and fall to the floor with a thud.
Then I see her squirm toward the closed door and I beyond that door was my small hall and if she were to reach my main door and kick desperately at it, SOMEONE would hear her and that would be the end of my fantasy.
Stop the bitch! A voice exploded in my head and immediately I knew what I had to do.
I struggle to get up, my pain turning into a fury. A hundred different ways to torture her fills my minds eye. She reaches the door and frantically uses her leg to kick at it but it is LOCKED.
I grin and slowly stagger to her trembling body.
Bitch I say as I stood towering above her. She looks at me with frightened pitiful tear filled eyes. She stops moving.
I drop to my knees and grab her taped mouth. I lean in and lick her ears again as she struggles and mews with fear. "You shouldn"t have done that my sweet. You just ruined my new years present and now I["m going to make it a lot worse for you. I stroke her face gently. "all I wanted to do was peel off your panties and fuck you sensuously but now you force me to make you suffer."
I say all this to her in a slow angry tone. Let the words sink in. in my mind I am thinking of my master. The process master I call him. He will know what to do. Yes yes he will turn this show to my advantage. And he loves to gag women the way I do and I could say he"s even more perverse. He"ll have a good lovely plan for miss Jamie here. I feel the excitement throb in my cock as I carry the squirming young lady in my arms.
Nnnnmnmpphh. Mmmmmmpp"hmmmm
She moans sweetly behind her gag and i get more excited. I slowly place her on the bed careful now not to allow my vulnerable manhood to be in the way of her legs. No no , she will NEVER catch me that way again and after when my master comes, he will know what to do. Yes yes he will.
I reach for the drawer and pull out a soft rag already wet with chloroform, but I soak it more with the bottle that sits next to the rag. I soak it to my pleasure then slowly, as Jamie struggles and screams behind her gag I clamp the rag over her nose.
"go to sleep my dear, go to sleep and when you wake up, we will have more fun""
as she loses consciousness, I pick up the phone and call the master.
the process master
I watch my master from the corner of the room, as he stands naked before Jamie. Several changes were made regarding her bondage. The thick false beard was removed from her mouth and a simple strip of black tape was slapped across her lips. This is for a purpose. My master hasn"t even STARTED with her gag yet. Excitement shivers through me.
He has left her arms bound securely behind her back and this time, he has used extra thin rope to bind her arms to her body. From her wrists, he had tied it around her waist back again to her back then systematically crossed the ropes from back to front, above and below her breasts until her whole upper body was tightly immobilized.
Its been two days since he had come and he has kept her alive although I do not know how because he was preparing me for an active "role" in contributing to her torture.
For two full days, my master had made me wear six full layers of winter clothing. "to make you perspire profusely." He told me, "because there is a reason as to why I want you to stink terribly.
Excitement electrifies me now with the possibilities.
My master approaches a trembling Jamie. Her legs are still bound tightly, at her ankles, knees and upper thigh. He had personally cinched and rebound her legs. She could barely move them now except to bend at the knees.
She still had her tiny white panties on. Oh no, no ones gonna fuck her anytime soon. She has to suffer first.
This was what my master told me. "Make her as uncomfortable as possible and let it sustain for a long time. She has to pay. And I agreed and that is why he had gagged me as well with a very thin white bunched up cloth as my mouth packing and a simple over the mouth gag to keep the packing in. he let me eat thrice a day, all the oily food that I love so much and he let me smoke as much as I like during my breaks which was three times a day for 10 minutes each time.
But he never let me rinse my mouth or brush my teeth. There is a reason for that he says.
My cock grows larger with excitement,.
Jamie now is propped up against the wall in my room and my master approaches her with a small black box in his hand and attached to the box is a pair of headphones, small enough to be inserted into a ear.
As he stoops naked next to young Jamie, she tries to move away but his free hand catches a bulk of her hair and pulls her head toward him. "Let me put this in " he says as he slowly pushes the earphones deep into both her ears. He gets up and reaches into a drawer and pulls out a tube of sealant.
Nmmmmmph nnnmph she cries as he grab holds of her jaw and pumps sealant gel over the earphones SEALING it into her ears. He then tucks the box into a pocket on the strait jacket, gets up, picks up a pair of headphones himself that is equipped with a mic and speaks into it. As he slowly hums a tune he checks the black box and sees the red light display move along the side of the box indicating that she hears him clearly and more importantly loudly. He then says
My dear do you know why fatboy here is all wrapped up under 6 layers of clothes and gagged" Well he"s going to be the source of your discomfort from now on. Let me explain further.
I squirm in excitement as I sit in the chair. My hands shaking with anticipation
I am called the process master, he begins, My job is to create hell for young ladies like you and my main forte is to subject all of your five senses to extreme displeasure.
I"m also a master of destroying emotional security, which you will realise a little later on. Now if you feel that you are comfortable now in your bonds, you wouldn"t really believe that anymore after I"m done with you. Now lets go through the motion one by one.
Lets start with taste shall we" Hmmm lets see.
He turns to me and winks making sure that she sees it.
He moves away from her toward another cupboard where he opens it and unhinges a 3 meter long white cloth that is hung on a nail and a roll of industrial tape. He then motions me to get up and stand before Jamie.
Now as you can see fatboy santa has been exercising rigorously the past two days and yes we have kept you asleep for 2 days dear. He has never bathed and has perspired like pig as you can imagine. I have also allowed him to masturbate on the condition that he ejaculates into his underwear at all times. He had masturbated well about 14 times I think and you can imagine the mess he has made, collected in the crotch of his underwear.
He pats me on the back. Hmm Hmm I manage behind my gag, making sure she knows it was a LAUGH.
Now mr santa please" undress.
Jamie began sobbing uncontrollably as she watches me undress, I slowly remove my winter clothing layer by layer. I am extremely hot and I can feel the wetness of my underwear from all that perspiration. I had the same underwear on since the New Years Eve.
I deliberately strip slowly, enjoying the look of fear in her eyes on her face and I finally reach my last piece of clothing; my now, very warm and wet underwear. The stench of my sweat rose to my own nostril and even my master backed away a bit. This is what I"ve been waiting for"
I pull the front of my underwear out to look at the mess I created, I can see the thick murky greyish yellowish slime collected in the crotch area. My underwear was supposed to be white but I had once urinated in it because I couldn"t get my pants off in time and it was now yellow and thick with my urination. As I slowly peeled off my underwear I can see the slime drip slowly and thickly from my balls and penis into the collective pool. I did this right in front of Jamie"s face so she"ll know what was coming. My master held her face and forced her eyes wide open to witness my undressing.
Carefully I pulled my underwear off, it was soaked in warm sweat and fresh semen and was almost thrice its original weight. It sagged heavily from all my bodily fluids. I pass the underwear to my master who picks it from me gingerly with his rubber-gloved hands.
Naked, I sit on the floor next to Jamie, then I grab her shoulder and twist her so that her back faces me. She struggles and screams into her gag as I pull her toward my large sweaty body and I wrap my two legs around her waist to pin her down on me. I wrap my fat fingers around her taped mouth and my other hand grabs and fondles her left breast as my master speaks into his mic again ensuring that she hears every word.
"Guess where this soiled underwear is going to go" Hmm" Any guesses my dear" My master smiles....
gagging scene- taste
The gagging scene...
Slowly, right in front of her eyes, he inverts my underwear and balls it up so that the pool of slime is facing out. He wants to make sure that she KNOWS where the crotch area filled with slime is going to be placed.
I can feel her warm tears trickle down my hands as I use my thumb and index finger to squeeze her nose shut. Her body jerks forward then hysterically from side to side as she fights for air. My legs hold her in position, her frantic struggling arouses me even more as she rubs against my throbbing cock.
As I feel her struggles lose fight I rip the tape from her mouth. She sucks in a large amount of air and he drove the balled up soiled underwear right into he mouth making SURE that the crotch area was pressed firmly down on her TONGUE.
Gnnnnngmmph mmmmph hmmmph hrmmm ngmmm mmph she cries as she trashes her head about in vain. My master , with two hands, slowly shoves the warm and wet underwear deep into her mouth, past her teeth. Her eyes are wide and filled with tears and disgust.
I can smell my underwear from here and my cock jumps with excitement against the rough fabric of the straitjacket as I try to wonder what it TASTES like in her mouth.
Sour, bitter, salty, rancid I hope. She must pay.
I can imagine it, the thick slime slippery and squishing on her tongue as the sour dampness of sweat fills her mouth, I picture her tongue trying to curl away from the semen soaked crotch as the slime floods below her tongue mingling with her taste buds. Bitter and salty, she cannot force it out of her mouth as she is forced to taste the vileness of my cum and sweat and urine. Her tongue enveloped in slime, the packing trapped and bulging against the insides of her mouth.
My master finishes stuffing her mouth and I clamp my hand tightly over it, I shake her head left and right as my master says, "yummy dear" Does it taste good"" he laughs and i laugh but she whimpers like the victim she is. He then prepares the 3 meter long cloth that is wide enough to stretch from just below her nose to the tip of her chin. I grab her lower jaw and push it upward, making sure she bites down on my soiled underwear mouth packing, squeezing the excess sweat from the cloth, allowing it to fill her mouth more.
He stretches the cloth and tautly positions the cloth on her lips then with both hands, he tugs it behind her head, criss-crosses it behind her neck then pulls tightly.
I push her off me and force her to lay on her front and my master straddles on her back while still holding on to the cloth gag in his hands. He tugs the ends two times and makes sure that the initial wrap is as tight as possible. The over the mouth gag forces the mouth packing deeper into her mouth and allows little space for her to move her packing with her tongue. The gag keeps the packing tightly in place and reduces her moans to a slight whimper.
My master then crosses the excess cloth to the front of her face, wraps it around her mouth and pulls the two ends back to the nape of her neck and pulls it tight. This second round reinforces the initial wrap and tightens the gag all the more. He ties it tightly in place.
Flipping her over, he smiles at the effectiveness of his gagging technique. I look at her scared face and I rub my stiff cock at the tightness of the gag. Her cheeks are bulging. Nice and tight.
"Pass me the roll of tape fatboy, we already sealed your underwear in her mouth with the gag so now lets seal her gag in place shall we"" he laughs.
The industrial tape used was meant to hold large steel poles together. To remove it, one must soak it in a special solvent because the adhesive is almost like glue.
Perfect to reinforce gags.
The ripping sound of the tape is like a buzz saw. Deliberately slowly, my master presses the tape onto her already gagged mouth just below her nose. The tape is wide enough to cover right up to just below her lower lips. He pulls the tape around the back of her head then continues to seal the lower part of her face up to her chin, ripping the tape from the roll as he goes along.
Rip and tape down, rip and tape down.
He wraps the tape tightly and slowly around her head five times.
By the time he is done, the white cloth gag cannot even be seen, having been effectively sealed to her face with the tape. A perfect double layer gag.
Now she is effectively silenced.
"Scream all you want honey, I think even I can"t hear you. lets try shall we""
My master grabs her right breast, feels beneath the fabric for her nipple, then he pinches it mercilessly and twist it with pleasure.
Her body jerked, her head was thrown back and her neck muscles tensed up but the sound she made was like a faraway gurgle.
A very muffled moan barely audible.
"good!" my master says. I clap my hands. Her body lay twisted on the floor. So appealing she looks, in her tight beige straitjacket, her little white panties, her long sensuous bound legs and heavily gagged face and wide eyes. She is trying hard to breath and i suspect that with every breath, the vile taste in her mouth gets worse.
Unable to expel the terrible underwear in her mouth, forced to chew on the terrible garment I almost cum thinking of her plight.
"Now lets move on to the next sense." Master says
"Smell"...."
bad, sick smells
the fat boy's mouth packing is removed and wrapped around her face. She is then locked in the overused toilet, bound to chair. The toilet is flooded with unflushed shit and urine and vomit collected over 2 days. The heat is turned on and she is left inside to suffocate with the amonnia and sickening smells.
hearing thy family and friends
she is taken out of the toilet and given headphones to listen to the voices of her familya nd friends as they are each called from an unregistered number. She can hear them but not them, her.
watching closely but so far - game 1
The first game
she is stringently bound in a cubicle. before her a 2-way mirror. she is instructed to try to unknot her binds, free her hands and pull on a lever near her to expose the mirror. Her motivation is ensured as the mirror looks out to the hall where her parents are invited by the process master posing as a retured PI interested in helping them find her.
SHe fails.
game 2 - trunk bound
she is bound in a trunk and a phone ear piece is attached to her. she has to try to draw attention in a public car park outside of walmart. she has 30 minutes as the process master goes shopping for things that will be used on her if she does not succeed. he buys needles and tape and a new white dress and panties, and candles and small blades. ahe uses a bluetooth device so she can hear him buying them through the phone.
if she fails, she will be raped and tortured.
she fails again.
Raping jamie
Stairwell, old, gray floor/walls. Warm, smell of stale dust, urine, death. He walks down, this obese maniac clown. Clown because his face is painted with red lipstick, thick. Black tar paint around his wild eyes, his maniac grin shows brown rotting teeth/ pain driving him to drive in pain"into her. He lumbers down the steps one by one, sweat dropping profusely from his moulds of fat. Almost naked he is, save the tiny gray g-string panties he squeezed into, his large brown balls hanging from the sides of the too small crotch, his member growing larger as he thinks of his sweet sweet girl in the black, dark room. The pain he feels as the panties restrict his erection drives him insane with pleasure, his heart pounds in anticipation; he cannot cannot wait. A few more flights a few more flights he says.
**
She sees.
She sees
Red candles malformed on a raised black altar. Red lights from candle-flame like bulbs the only glow in the blackness of the room. She is sweating, she feels sick. She cannot really move. Trapped on the large bed.
She feels
She feels
Helpless.
Physically restrained. Sweat between her thighs as they are crushed together. It is not rope; she doesn"t know what is biting into her skin (industrial cable ties). It"s hard, tight, very tight around her ankles, cutting into her bone. Her knees, another bind, cutting in below her knees, smarting her terribly. She tries not to move her legs because it hurts her body. Why"
Why does her body ache"
Her legs are bent at the knees and her ankles, secured together, are secured to her wrists, also held tightly bound with cable ties. Her blood almost stops flowing; her skin is cut at her wrists. She tries not to move her hands, the pain is sharp, she tries to stop crying or she"ll choke. Her back is arched, a hogtie she is in, she lays on her side, her kidneys hurt from lying like this so long. It"s hard to breathe. Her muscles are tense, she may choke, and she tries not to cry.
Choke.
She is almost choking.
Choking on a sweat soaked cotton underwear. The fat clowns salty, vile tasting underwear. It is clumped up and stuffed into her small mouth, filling it to capacity.
Her tongue is crushed to the floor of her mouth, her cheeks bulges but she cannot expel the terrible garment. It was sealed in with six rounds of thick industrial tape that firmly wrapped her lower face in. The thick black strip covered her lower face from just below her nose to just slightly above her chin .For hours she had tried to push out the packing but the wrap was tight, tight beyond mobility. Couldn"t even stretch it off her mouth as much as she used her tongue to push against the terrible clump of cotton. No choice but to bite down on it to prevent it from choking her. She mews, it is pointless to scream.
She has tried, when she first woke hours ago, when the confusion had cleared, when she knew she was bound, abducted, gagged in this terrible way, she screamed but it was only trapped in her sealed mouth. Her neck muscles tensed, her veins stood out from under her skin but no sound traveled out to draw any attention. She screamed uselessly for awhile more before she realized it was useless. The only sound she made was like a mewing, a gurgling, muffled beyond real audibility. She had trashed as much as the binds allowed her to and that was how the taut plastic ties had burned her skin. She bucked frantically, rocked hopeless from side to side, screaming with all her might.
Useless.
Fear ate her
Dread filled her
Terror seized her
Uncertainty gripped her
Rape.
She was going to be raped.
She hears the door unlock, bolt by bolt, her eyes shot to the door, through her own tears, then she saw the grotesque monster come in , taking his time. Imagine her horror as she watches the obese clown with a bright pink wig idle into the room clad in a tiny gray g string panty . his large brown balls hanging from the side of the too small a crotch of his panties. A big grin on his face
"mommy wants to fuck you, he giggles, mommy wants to fuck you, he says as he approaches the squirming Nicole.
Her mind explodes with unexplainable fear. And dread. Yes dread.
Her eyes watches his eyes roam all over her bound body. He seems pleased, very pleased with what he sees
"mommy gonna slowly remove your clothes heheheh" he says, rubbing his hands together like an excited child as he sits on the bed beside her.
She screams.
And screams and screams.
Almost choking on her mouth packing as he touches the fabric of her dress at her hemline, feeling the texture between his fingers. " Mommy likes dresses".as it is slowly removed."
Her mind reels in terror. She tries to move away but its pointless. She can smell his sour sweat on his fat wobbling body. She forces herself not to think of what he might do to her. She watches him in terror as he reaches below the bed and picks up a pair of scissors.
soon he"d be able to tell what color panties she is wearing.
That is his favorite part. And of course her bra and that soft flesh beneath it.
Tears flooding her eyes. She"s heaving heavily from all that screaming.
Hhhhmmmmph hmmmp hmmmm hmmm" she keeps going as he slowly says
"mommy wants to know what color panties you"re wearing"
she notices the lipstick on his lips
he bends his face to her knees, apparently sniffing her skin. He licks his lips as he eyes the side of body, her curves, her smooth lightly tanned skin.
"Try not to move" he whispers as he starts snipping her dress from the side, snipping slowly, carefully.
She trembles as the cloth falls slowly away, exposing the sides of her leg, thighs, the white elastic stretching across the side of her waistline.
His excitement mounts.
White panties.
"ahhhh" he adds with relish, "White. Beautiful. Panties. For. Me. To. Peel. Away.."
her sobbing intensifies.
Slowly slowly like unwrapping a treasured present, he peels away the mangled dress, cut halfway to just below her arms.
His eyes catches the full glory of her flat stomach, her flawless skin and that pair of simple white cotton panties that is so neatly stretched taut around her virginity. Sweat drops on her skin as he relishes with glee the sight of this bound and gagged 19 year old babe clad in her tight panties. His eyes traces her bikini line, the way the soft white triangle nicely hides from view his glorious trophy. He holds her knees, she screams beneath her gag as he rolls her slightly over so that he can look longingly at her waist and crotch and long shapely legs.
"mommy wants to feel your thighs." He says, she shuts her eyes, trying not to choke on her crying. His hands touch lightly at first her knees , then proceeds to run his palms along the sides of her thighs then cupping her thighs below he caresses it, so smooth, so tender, he gently massages the bottom of her thighs..
he now begins tearing off the remains of her white dress, tearing it across her chest like finishing off removing the wraps around his beloved present.
He smiles with great joy as she squirms understanding that he is enjoying the sight of her soft creamy breast barely cupped in the cotton fabric of her white bra.
A wave of panic swarms over her as he discards her dress completely and starts massaging his own crotch. Fear rises in her throat as she realizes that she is now helplessly at the mercy of this mad man with only her white bra and panties left for him to playfully remove.
"Mommy likes what she sees" he says.
She starts begging him to stop everything he is doing but her muffled mewing only turns him on more.
Her heart pounds as she watches in horror, his large dirty hands moving towards her breasts. Then with a sudden jolt, he grabs them
Mauling them like a wild animal, drool spilling from the sides of his lips, his tongue dangling out of his red painted mouth, his eyes wide like a beast.
He pulls away the cups, stretches it in opposite directions, snapping it, tearing it from her upper body. He climbs onto her, his terrible weight cutting off her ability to breathe properly and he mercilessly squeezes and rubs her soft breast hard and long. She could feel him rocking against her stomach, his crotch growing harder with every caress and motion. She almost chokes in fright as he suddenly buries his face in her neck, his slimy tongue and lips biting, pulling and sucking and licking her creamy slender neck. She jerks her head around, using her gagged face to hit his but it was useless. The stench of his thick moist hair made her gag.
Everything was happening so fast, so furiously. His two hands pawing her breasts, his mouth practically eating at her neck, his crotch rubbing hard against her.
She sucked in as much air as she could and screamed into her gag. She knew no one would hear her but at least screaming took her mind off this sweaty slimy animal that was attacking her.
Nicole didn"t know how long the attack took but he finally stopped.
Only to catch his breath.
He pulled her frame up and leaned her against his body. her body screamed in pain as he wrapped his left arm across her chest with his hands clamping firmly on her right breast. She found her self almost in a kneeling position since her wrist were secured to her ankles . she felt his free hand roam around her stomach then, like a snake, it slid into the crotch of her panties and his fat fingers found its way into her virgin meat. She bucked frantically, he squeezed her body to hers as his hand mercilessly rubbed and mauled her crotch.
Never in her life has she ever allowed anyone to touch her but now she was completely helpless. His rotting teeth found her neck and shoulders, then he pushed her soft breast upwards and he started chewing on her nipples and flesh all the while wriggling his two fat fingers inside her white skimpy panties. His hands were rough, rubbing her between her raw lips without care that she was in pain. She shut her eyes, grunted, cried, fought the pain as he sadistically played with her .
She felt her stomach tighten and twist as his fingers probed and dug deep into her flesh. She was getting dizzy from the way his fingers kept moving inside her, practically hooking her, like he was trying to pull it apart
"Mommy likes tight warm places"
After what seemed like hours, his hand finally left her crotch alone. She couldn"t see what he was fumbling for with his free hand but his other hand still toyed with her nipple and breast. Then
His free hand clamped a wet cloth over her face; she tried to struggle away as he heard his say "sleep my princess, sleep now so I can prepare you."
Darkness darkness slowly came
Rough tugging. Pain shoots through her back, her eyes shoots open and she stares wild eyed at her own nightmare. She is looking at the ceiling, a mirror reflecting her predicament. She sees her arms bent at her elbows, vanishing behind the bed. She feels the plastic ties pulled shut along its teeth securing her wrists to the metal frame beneath the bed. Her head rests between her arms that seem to hug the sides of her face. For the first time she sees her own terrified and gagged face, the thick black tape wrapped around her head. Her breasts are fully exposed, thrust out. She then knew why her thighs felt so stretched and the muscles seemed so painfully taut. She was bound spread-eagled, her bent knees hooked around some metallic pole that was secured at both sides of the bed, her ankles secured to more bars below the bed where she could not see. She was bound almost in a split, her tiny white panties now barely covering her as her crotch lies open for the fat clown to do anything he wished.
She didn"t want to believe this was happening.
She saw him then, at her side then he climbed onto the bed, and stood above her, his large throbbing member sticking out from the side of the g-string panties he was wearing.
"happy wake" he says as she screams at the sight of him tucking his thumbs into the side of his panties and slowly rolling it off down towards her face. He lets the garment fall on her face, she sobs, tries to turn away from the foul smelling thing but the worst thing was the way he slowly brought his naked crotch down so that it bounced across her nose and eyes and taped lips. "mommys big big baby is going to find its way inside" he laughs
she screams as he slides his body down hers , his crotch grazing the thin panties. He playfully pokes his member around her protected crotch. Every movement she tries to make sends pain shooting through her body because of the way she was bound to the bed.
"mommy wants to know what a virgins panties smell like, may I have a sniff"" he coos. She mews and mews as she feels his face buried into the crotch of her panties. She tries not to look into the mirror above, she turns sick as she watches his huge fat body on top of hers.
She could hear him taking deep breaths, noisily through his nose as he rubs it against her crotch. He rubbed his cheeks against the smooth cotton fabric of her white panties, up and down, up and down and twists his head in jerking movements as he enjoys the pleasure of smelling her this way.
Such a terrible thing, being unable to close her legs against this maniac. She jerks, again screaming as she starts feeling his fat slimy tongue all over her innermost thighs.; his hands roaming around her waist, tugging the elastic of her panties, snapping it back against her skin apparently for fun. She feels his wet tongue slide along the bikini line of her panties, occasionally curling beneath the fabric so he can nibble and suck on the skin beneath her panties. His tongue kept pushing aside the fabric as he ventured deeper and closer to her tight, sensitive sex. She was mewing noisily now, between frantic sobs, moments of terrified screams as his tongue finds new places to taste and wriggle into. She trashed her head from side to side in a desperate attempt to make him stop
But he wont.
The more she squirmed and moaned the more adventurous his tongue became until her body tensed at its peak as he completely pushed her panties aside and was pushing apart her lips with his fingers so that his tongue could slither inside to suck and wriggle along the walls of her vagina. Deep and hard he licked her; deliciously lapping up his own saliva that pooled around the crack of her womanhood. He slurped with delight; he devoured her leisurely for more than five minutes.
Then she held her breath as his face resurfaced before her terrified eyes
"mmmm tasty, Mommy likes what she tastes. And now and now, heeh heeh and now
He tore into her, her body arched up, her mind exploding with her own scream as his hard, thick, fat and throbbing member tore apart her hymen and dank deep deep inside her. He paused for effect , she shuddered in terrible terror then he thrust once and stopped, his wild eyes staring into her face like he was waiting for a response.
Twisting his hips, panting like a pig, his breath hot and sour in her face, he raped her, thrusting deep, pulling out to the tip of his knob then entering again.
The bed rocked, her pain became a constant nightmare, tears streamed endless from her eyes as he grunted and snorted into her face
Paralyzed by fear, she didn"t even want to focus on the hot stream that flooded her again and again.
He raped her terribly for hours, pausing only to smoke more cigarettes then continued his maniac act, his sweat raining down on her, his mouth biting and eating her neck and breasts, his hands clawing her chest, groping, mauling as she fought against the need to vomit, knowing that her gag would kill her if she did
Perhaps death would be an answer
Perhaps this nightmare would end soon
She"ll never know now
She"ll never know
game 3
she is locked ina room with 8 safe boxes and one main box witha phone inside. She is given 2 hours to struuggle about to unlock all the boxes an dthe last box so that she can dial for help through the fast dial button. she can scream into the phone and they would trace the call tos ave her.
if she fails, she will be sold off to a group of 30 men who will rape, torture and kill her if must be. its up to them.
she fails one last time.
the last day
Jamie is ass raped and orally raped. Then shipped off across the country in a construction site van, hidden beneath crates of steel.
2)Three Girls
PART 1
"someone like her"" mister H asks and I look closely into her pair of terrified eyes.
She must be no older than 19, with a sweet , pleasant face if it wasn"t etched with fear and a strip of black tape pressed across her lower face. Her cheeks are wet with tears but that makes her more beautiful. She mews softly beneath her taped lips. Her eyes are wide and red and young.
I study her body slowly and it is easy to do this for she is bound and strapped upright to an iron pole. My eyes scan the curve of her neck, down to her chest that is heaving beneath her fitting pink t shirt. Her bellybutton is partly exposed and the sight of her flat stomach is desirable. She"s wearing a dark brown denim skirt that ends a considerable length above her knees.
I step towards her, she quivers, I want to know what she smells like. I stop an inch or two from her, a low panicked moan comes from her, a fruity scent fills my nose, the type of scent that"s mixed with a little sweat. I look down to her belly button and both my hands find the hem of her skirt at the sides. Slowly I tug at her skirt downwards, just enough so t hat my eyes catch the lining of the top of her panties.
Her baby blue panties.
She squirms, and sobs into her gag.
With my hands, I gently pinch the elastic of her panties and pull it up a bit. She screams into her gag and tries to move away. I can f eel her pantries tight around her soft virgin crotch.
"there I said." Patting her tummy, "that"s better."
That"s the beauty of a young one.
Her innocence breeds fear when trapped in a situation like this. But how much does she fear me" I find out as I whisper slowly and clearly, hot in her ear
"May i peel your panties off with my mouth later on" please""
her emotions explode.
She screams into her gag and bucks against her bonds.
I smile.
"such a cruel man you are." Mister H says with a small laugh, "and that is why you are my favoured client. So. Will she be the one""
"of course" I say staring into her frantic eyes.
I turn to mister h, "I"ll need two or three more girls though. A Jc student, an executive woman and"well you choose last one."
"very well good sir. where shall i send her" "
"the usual."
"very good sir. any requests regarding the Juniour college girl"
i thought for a moment.
" class A youth. chinese. about 20. leave her in a damp toilet. standard binds and tape gag. school t shirt and panties. leave her sneakers and socks on. "
very good sir. see you then. 2 hours"
three. i want to get drunk first.
very well sir. all is considered done.
i pat him on the back and walk away. i can still hear the young one crying behind her gag.
PART 2
I come home by midnight, I came home after the call.
"three girls. " mister h said. "the JC girl is a bonus. A virgin. Third one"s a marketing woman. Fits your bill to the T. you"ll be having much fun tonight good sir. Oh and a bonus too. A bottle of your favourite stimulant. Get your shivers and energy tonight up tonight. Its going to a long one I suspect."
He is such a good man. I enter my fortified mansion with anticipation, I go straight for the master bedroom, opened the door with much force. Allow my presence to be .felt At first by the girl on the bed. The first sound was almost like a squeal and a scream at the same time. I slammed the door shut behind me, leaving the room in complete darkness. She starts crying noisily behind her gag.
I flick on the light.
She lies flat on her back, arms bound behind her with thick plastic cable ties. She still has her light pink t-shirt and denim skirt on. Her legs look slim and smooth and untouched. Her ankles and knees are secured by cable ties. The bind around her ankles are secured to end of the bed, in the middle to an iron pole attached to the frame.
I slowly climb ontop of her and sit on her stomach, pinning her down, cutting off air.
I grab her face and its shaking because she is trying to scream. Trying to breathe.
"we got to fix that gag of yours young one, you"re too loud for my liking. I"ve saved something delicious for you to chew on. I"ll be back. "
I bend to lick her right ear then climb off.
I walk towards the toilet. Open the door and shut it behind me.
Darkness.
Sobbing.
She sounds a little older.
I flick on the red light bulb and light up the small cubicle.
I look down at the girl.
She"s sitting up, with her bound legs close to her chest.
In r ed light, her very pretty, Chinese tape gagged face makes her look afraid in such a pure way. A pure innocent way.
Imagine yourself a young female virgin. Bound and gagged in a red lighted toilet staring up at a big unruly man with madness in his eyes.
Imagine yourself starting to cry because its obvious he"s staring at your body, your long legs, your young virginity, hidden behind your small light pink panties.
"I cant really see what color your panties are right now but I"ll eventually find out. Having a good time""
Her eyes says it all.
She is scared to death.
So scared that s he wet herself.
" oh you naughty girl. Look at what you"ve done. Now I"ve got to mop this up. Let me see."
I look into my bin and proceed to pink up a ziplock bag and another pair of used panties.
I dangled my white cotton panties infront of her face,
"I know its not manly to be wearing cotton panties but they absorb sweat the best. Well to my idea of it at least. Oh but enough talk." I bent down and soaked up her mess with the panties and pushed it right to the edge of her wet crotch.
"there,. Let it soak up then when I come back later on. I"m going to peel off your other panties, wipe you up and use both soiled pairs and stuff them into your mouth. Of course it would be sealed in with tape. But enough of enticing you, I"m here to pick up my mouth packing of choice for miss nikki outside."
I leave the screaming girl in the toilet. Her pleads and moans and cries would inspire me with more ideas.
The stimulants are rushing in me. There is a fire in my groin.
I climb ontop of young nikki. Her eyes stilol stare wildly from beyond her gagged face.
" time for dinner baby." I said dangling the ziplock bag with my used underwear in front of her.
"spent the last two days in the gym with this cute little Japanese girl white panties on so they"re well soaked in sweat. I know I know I"m a sick little boy but at least you"ll have something a little sour to chew on the next 12 hours or so right""
she trashes beneath me. I grip her nose shut. Her eyes flies open. Her taped mouth wont let air in. She begins to suffocate.
With my free hand I open the ziplock bag and scoop out my panties. Its stil soggy, kept that way in the air tight bag.
I suddenly rip the tape off her lips. Her mouth automatically opens to suck in air then I jam the balled up panties into her mouth.
She screams but I trap most of it in her throat as I bury the panties into her mouth, as I push the last bit of fabric past her teeth, I jammed her mouth shut with my red right hand.
"andnow to keep all of that shit in, I need good tape. "
I reached for the bed [post and pulled off a black role.
I rip the tape from the roll with wy teeth then dangle some length of it before her panicking face.
The sourness of my panties must"ve already hit her.
While holding her jaw shut over the packing, I press the tape to her left cheek. Holding the tape down I proceed to slowly and tightly wrap the tape around her soft face. Her head trashes from side to side as each round of tape becomes tighter, sealing my panties in her mouth, chocking off her cries, keeping her more muffled than before.
I finish 6 rounds of tape then tore it off and massaged it deep onto the back of heck.
"there" I said clapping my hands. Nice and quiet.
There was only a soft gurgling coming from behind her tight new gag.
The was fighting the urge to vomit. Her neckis tensed from her gag reflex, trying not to swallow the ball of wet panties.
"lets see how quiet you are yes":
I slid my huge body down her body then caught the sides of her skirt and slowly tugged t hem off, inch by inch left then right.
Her body arched, threw back her head and screamed into her gag.
"shall I pull off your skirt this way" Or""
I reversed my actions by running my hands along the side of her legs upwards. Pulling the skirt with me so I began to fold her skirt upwards...
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Posted on : Jun 24, 2017
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