Anal Rape: Abused & Beaten Victims
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"Yes," I said, quite surprised that he had come out and used the word. "I sometimes see the bulge and I wonder just what you look like."
Then Mr. Ross did something that I had fantasized about, but never quite expected. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his large eight-inch cock. I couldn't believe it when I saw it sticking straight out at me. He started to run his hand up and down the extended shaft and I could see that he was deriving a tremendous amount of pleasure from it. It was so beautiful.
"Would you like to touch it?" he asked. "Maybe if you get more familiar with it I won't distract you so much in class."
I reached out and took hold of his cock, and as I did, he lifted his ass up off his desk and slid his pants down so that I could see his thick pubic patch and large swinging balls. I cupped them in my hand.
"You have a wonderful touch," he said to me. "Would you like to taste him?"
I had never thought of sucking his cock before, but when he asked me that, it was all I wanted to do. I moved my mouth to his large dick and started to lick him. Mr. Ross let out the longest, most satisfied moan I'd ever heard, and all I wanted to do was make him feel good for as long as I could.
I opened my mouth and took his cock all the way down my throat. I could smell his strong male fragrance and then he started to reach for my blouse buttons and open them. My whole body was tingling with excitement. I hadn't known that he was going to try to fuck me, even as I was sucking his cock.
As I ran my mouth up and down his shaft, I thought that all he'd want is for me to suck him off and that would be all. I could feel his hot balls hitting my chin each time he moved in deep, and that was most pleasing.
Mr. Ross started to finger my stiff nipples once my blouse was open, and I could feel my whole body tingling. I had fucked once before in my life, so I wasn't a virgin, but Mr. Ross was going to be my first older man. I can't tell you what it felt like to know that this older man desired me.
I could feel his cock starting to pulsate hard in my mouth and I thought that he was going to come then and not be able to get it up again. For that reason alone, I pulled my mouth back from his cock and squeezed it.
"Why are you doing that?" he asked, moaning and pinching my nipples even harder. "Don't you like the taste of come?"
"I've only tasted it once or twice," I said to him. "I happen to love it."
"Then suck me off all the way," he said "I'll be able to get it up again."
I should have figured. I mean, the boy I had been with had been just a boy and once he came he was so exhausted that he didn't even think of trying to get it up again. But once I had my teacher's assurance, I went back to the cock, full force.
I started to lick the tip of his dick with my tongue and I could feel the way his whole body was shivering.
I tasted a drop of his come, seeping from the head, and then he started to pulsate hard. When he did that, I could feel him flooding my mouth with his come. I tried to swallow it all, but there was just too much for me to handle.
He did start to go limp when he came, and he pulled his cock from my mouth.
"Now," he said, "I want to work on what's been distracting me in class."
"Oh, and what's that?" I asked.
"You think it's easy for me to sit in class with you just staring at me all the time? You think it's easy for me to control myself when I see the way your tits are pushing out of your blouse. Sometimes your nipples look so ripe and juicy."
Even as he said that, he was lifting me up to my feet and kissing my neck. Then he stood up off his desk and started to lay me down on my back.
"Yeah," he was saying, "you have the kind of nipples that could just drive a teacher insane, and that ass of yours is something to brag about, too."
While he said that, he moved his hand down to my skirt and started to slide it off, taking my panties with it. When he saw my brown-haired cunt he started to moan softly, then he moved his fingers to my cunt lips and stroked them softly. I could feel my cunt lips getting wet as he stroked them.
He moved his mouth to my nipples and started to lick them and I could feel them popping out with stiff pleasure. He started to bite on them gently and I could feel my hot, wet pussy getting even wetter.
Mr. Ross didn't seem to be able to get enough of my nipples, but that didn't bother me. The more he licked them the more turned on I got, and that was fine. By the time he started to lick his way down my flat white belly, I had already come once.
He slid his tongue through my pussy patch, and then he buried his head between my legs and started to eat me with such gusto. I could feel his tongue playing with my clit, and that showed me how experienced he was.
I mean, the other boy that I'd been with didn't seem to know what he was doing when he ate me, but Mr. Ross was a grown man and he knew just what to do.
I could feel my whole body bursting with sensation and then he shoved his hands under my sweaty buttocks and cupped them to keep me steady. Mr. Ross ate me really well and then, when he was finished, he left me wet.
He did that because he was dying to really fuck me, and as he started to position himself between my legs, I could see that he hadn't let me down. I mean that physically, for his cock was at full mast once again, stiff and pointing straight out.
He rubbed his cock head against my cunt and then it was a smooth sail inside. I wrapped my legs tightly around his buttocks and almost forced him into me, deep. I could feel his sweaty groin rubbing against my cunt and I knew that he was in all the way. He moved his fingers to my nipples, started to stroke them softly, then began a fast, steady thrusting which had me psyched throughout.
I'll never forget the first time he came inside of me. It was such a warm, soothing feeling when he shot his creamy come up my cunt. I could feel the sweat of his buttocks with my feet, and then he pumped even harder.
When it was over, we lay in each other's arms for a few minutes and it was so nice because he just kept kissing me all over.
"You won't tell anyone about this, will you?" he asked. "It could get me fired."
"Of course I won't," I said. "I don't want to lose a good thing."
However, if I had known he was going to force an enema on me, I think that maybe I would have said something.
INTERVIEW TWO
The second time Judy came to see me she was wearing a long peasant dress and I thought that she looked sensational. She seemed a little more relaxed during this second interview and the reason why is explained in the beginning of her interview. I can honestly say beforehand that I think Judy is well on the way to recovery and some kind of acceptance of enemas.
In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if she turns into an enema enthusiast in years to come, and even told her so.
Do you like the way I look today? I dressed this way especially for Rudy because I know he can get to me better. You see, all I have to do now is lean forward and lift my dress up from the back, then he can get to my ass.
You seem shocked? You shouldn't be. The first time he gave me an enema, the time that I'm going to tell you about, was absolutely awful. I guess now that I'm getting used to them, I can explain, more or less, the difference between why it was so terrible the first time and why I'm getting more and more used to it as time goes by.
There's a difference in being forced to take one and agreeing to try so you can see if you actually like it. I think that's the major difference, but ... There's no sense in my even going on like this. Let me just tell you about what happened the first time and the events leading up to it. Rudy and I had been fucking each other once a day, steadily, during the next few weeks. I mean, I just couldn't get enough of his ripe, hard cock.
He had been right in some other ways, too. You see, he had told me, after out first fuck, that maybe now that I knew what he looked like naked, I wouldn't dream about it and I'd be able to concentrate in class.
You know, that was the excuse I'd given him before he pulled his cock out for the first
I felt even worse about it because of Rudy. I knew that he had gone out of his way to fix up my first test so that it would look like I did good. After all, could you imagine what he would feel like if he had to fail his prize student?
I was in his office about a month later after the second test. We had just finished fucking, and I was sitting on his lap with my warm ass nestled over his spent dick, keeping him warm and safe. He reached over and played with my nipples gently, then started talking to me again.
"You fucked up good on the second test, too," he said.
"What? What do you mean? Oh, Rudy, I tried so hard to do good. I swear to you that I even studied for this one."
His fingers moved down to my pussy and he began to finger me softly. I spread my legs and moaned as his finger made contact with my clit and then began to massage my little love button. I could feel his cock rising against my ass.
"I'd like to believe that you studied," he said to me. "But how can I believe you when I see the kinds of marks you're getting?"
"I'll make a wager with you," I said to him. "I'll make a wager just to prove that I'm trying but I just can't do it. Don't you believe that it's possible for someone to not be able to do something like math?"
"No," he said. "I could never understand it. It's so simple, everything. All you have to do is follow certain formulas, and all you have to do is memorize the first few formulas and everything else is derived from that."
"Well then, here's my proposal. After fucking, instead of just sitting around waiting for you to get hard again, we can start with math tutoring."
"What?"
"You heard me. I want you to tutor me in your office. Just repeat the lessons, or the parts I don't understand. Then we'll see how good I do on the test."
"What are the stakes?" he asked, and I could feel his hard cock head now nestled between my soft buttocks. God, does he have a nice cock!
"I don't know," I said. "We'll just decide when we get to it. I'll show you how much I know, but if I still fuck-up. on the test that means I'm not good at it."
"So if you fuck-up," he said, "you win. But if you do good, I win. Now, you have to promise me that you'll try to do your best. You can't fuck-up purposely just to win."
"I won't do that," I said to him.
So the bet was on. I swear, it was hard to concentrate on learning math right after a hearty fuck, and even harder when the guy teaching you everything was sitting there absolutely naked. He would yell at me sometimes when I looked at his cock getting hard again, rather than the math paper we were working on. '
Let me tell you, I studied like a bitch for that test, and having had everything reinforced from Rudy's extra tutoring also helped.
When I say it helped, I meant that I did good on the test. But you have to believe me, Doctor. I had tried just as hard on the other tests. I'd studied just as much, but I guess all the extra tutoring did help.
When I got to Rudy's office the afternoon after we'd taken the test, he was sitting behind his desk and he was smiling.
"All right," I said, "how did I do?"
"You really want to know?" he asked, smiling. "You want to know if you won or if I won, right?"
"Yes," I said, sitting on the desk, facing him.
"Here," he said, handing me the paper. There was a large number written on the top. 100!! I couldn't believe it. "You got the highest mark in the class, Judy, and I didn't have to fix up the test this time. I just marked it as I saw it and that's the way I saw it."
"Wow," I said. "I think that's great. I never thought I'd get a hundred."
"You didn't, did you? That just tells me that you never studied for the others, so the bet stays. And now I'm going to take my reward."
"What's that?" I asked him.
"Just roll over on your stomach and pull your pants down. I have a nice, big surprise and it's just for you."
This is where the rape begins, as far as I'm concerned. I mean, I did pull down my pants and expose my rosy ass for him because I thought he was going to fuck me from behind.
In fact, I closed my eyes and spread my legs a little bit more because I was already wet with anticipation, expecting him to move right in. I felt one of his hands spreading my ass cheeks apart as far as one hand could manage, and then I felt a ripping pain in my ass as he thrust the enema hose inside.
At first, I didn't know what the hell it was, but then I felt the fast rush of warm water traveling inside of me. I thought the whole thing was sick and disgusting and tried to pull away, but Rudy had placed his hand firmly on my back and he was pushing me down against the desk, preventing me from moving.
"Stop it," I said. "Stop it or I'm going to scream out."
"Don't you dare," .he said, and he slapped me on the buttock. "If you scream out I'll get fired, and you'll get into big trouble, too."
"I don't want this. Cut it out."
"You made a bet, baby, and you play by the rules. You lost and now I'm giving you just what I want to give you. A nice, warm enema."
The water was rushing inside of my ass, and it felt so uncomfortable. It was such a strange feeling, especially since I was always used to the reverse. In some ways, it's so unnatural for you to feel water rushing in. Uch!
I felt like I was filled like a balloon by the time he had squeezed the whole bag into me, and when he pulled the nozzle out of my ass, it was even worse. I had to concentrate so hard on keeping my ass-hole tight or else I would have let it leak out all over Mr. Ross' floor. Could you imagine what the janitor would think?
"You just hold it in now baby," he said, stroking my buttocks gently so I got lost in the feelings a little. But when I did, I felt a trickle and concentrated on my ass-hole again.
Then he pried my legs farther apart and started to massage my cunt. Rudy was smart. He knew that he had to move his hand around to my pussy from the front to get a better grip on my clit, and when he started to stroke it I thought that I was going to leak all over the place.
He began to move his cock into my cunt from behind. You know what that was like? It's like having someone squeeze at the water balloon that you're holding when you haven't gotten a good enough knot at the top yet. I mean, his cock was stretching my cunt and stretching my inside skin so that the water began to trickle down my leg.
I'm glad that I took a shit right before coming to see him because most of what came out was only liquid.
He started to fuck me good and hard, and he kept telling me the way it felt. I wasn't at all turned on because of the trickle of water. It was grossing me out and I thought I was going to puke.
"Yeah, Judy, you feel just like a fully-filled water bed, do you know that? Yeah, my cock feels so fucking great inside of your cunt when your ass is filled with water because it's all in your bladder and my cock can swim in it."
Of course, that wasn't all true. I mean, it must have felt like his cock was floating in me more than usual. He didn't get any of my leaking ass wetness on his cock. The only thing that made his cock wet was the creamy juices of my cunt. I think he got some of my excrement on his pubic hairs because I did notice it there when we were finished.
I can't even tell you how long the fuck took, Doctor, but each minute seemed like an agonizing hour. Each thrust in made me wince with pain and disgust because it would cause a little more water to drip out.
I have to admit that my pussy was feeling good and my whole body was tingly because of the cock-stimulation I was getting from him, but how can it be good when you have to keep your mind on something else all the time? That's just the way it worked. I had to keep thinking about that water, not only because I knew it would all gush out if I didn't, but even more, because I could feel it constantly dripping down my leg.
When Rudy's cock started to pulsate inside of my cunt, it was pulsating hard. I could feel it stretching me even more, and that was bad. Those few minutes of cock pulsations caused more water to leak out of me than any of the time before.
When he did start coming, I could feel myself on the verge. But I really just prevented myself from having an orgasm because when I do, I just like to let every muscle in my body relax and I knew what a mess that would be.
Rudy's come continued to fill me, and it wasn't until he had pulled out that I quickly pulled my pants up and then took a fast run down the hall to the bathroom. When I got back I could see him rolling up this large plastic cloth that had been on the floor. It was one of those things that painters use for painting. I hadn't even noticed that it was there at the time of the fuck, mainly because my mind was concentrating on other things at the time.
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