by Powerone
She just couldn’t get wet, no matter how much he fingered her. She shook her head back and forth as he continued to plunge in and out of her dry vagina.
“If you wouldn’t get wet, at least make my cock hard. Raise up your ass from the bed and keep your legs spread.” His voice was demanding, his hands helping her get into the position he required.
Angela didn’t know what he was going to do, letting him move her body any way he wanted, afraid of him, bound and helpless. He spread her legs wider, making her lower body rise up from the bed, her sex now grossly exposed and the highest point of her body. She knew her pussy was exposed, afraid of what he would do to it.
He lightly tapped her inner thighs, slapping at the tender skin, seeing it turn red instantly. Each time he slapped, she was forced to spread her legs wider and wider. Finally he had her where he wanted her. He let his hand raise back and then swing forward, a loud resounding slapping of flesh ringing out in the room as his powerful palm of his hand slapped harshly against her spread pussy.
“GGGGOOODD, EEEEHH,” she screamed in pain, the sudden rush of shooting pain hitting her brain as she suddenly realized what he had done. He had spanked her pussy, his hand slapping so hard she thought she was being pushed out of the bed. She saw him swing his hand back again. She shouted, “No! No! Not again, not there!” The sharp pain returned again, her delicate inner pussy lips receiving the brunt of the slap. She was afraid of him, keeping her body in the spread position, her pussy defenseless against his spanking.
The General slapped her three more times before stopping, her sex now red, his cock now jutting out, rock hard, ready for another fuck. “On your hands and knees Angela. My cock wants your sweet pussy wrapped around it.”
Angela turned over onto her hands and knees, ashamed at how exposed she was, humiliated at being placed in the doggy position. His hands moved her body around, positioning it for her debasement.
The General let his hands slid between her thighs, pushing out on the tender flesh, shuffling her knees to spread out farther and farther until he was pleased with the way her sex and asshole began to spread open. “Good girl, I like your legs wide open like that, ready for a good fuck.” He placed his hands under her abdomen, drawing her body up into the air, arching her butt for his pleasure. “Get your ass into the air,” he ordered her. He pushed her hips side to side. “Wag your little tail doggy,” laughing as he teased her, seeing her face turn red in shame. “That’s good, that’s the way little girls should be. On their hands and knees, their plump little ass up in the air, their legs spread wide, ready for a good fucking.”
He kneeled on the bed behind, throwing his robe to the floor. He scooted forward, seeing Angela turning her head to see what he was doing, his hand on his hard cock giving her the answer. He pushed between her legs, his hands gripping her hips tightly, raising her young body up higher, her sex grossly exposed, her pussy open and waiting for his hard dick. He rubbed his cockhead up and down her slit, hoping to get some crème from her pussy, pushing apart her lips. He went all the way from the top to her asshole, feeling her shudder when his cockhead rubbed over the tiny hole. If she could only guess what he was going to do, she would be screaming now. There would be time for that later. First he would get his cock wet, ready for her asshole.
“AAAGGH,” she grunted as she felt the General place the tip of his cock against her vagina, his hands on her hips readying her for the first, painful plunge inside her once virgin pussy. The first thrust hurt, her pussy still sore from the previous rape by the three of them. . It felt like a dagger being shoved into her body, but his hands held her still, digging into her flesh.
It felt so good, her tight pussy squeezing his cock so hard he wasn’t sure he would be able to get it all inside her. But he would try, forcing his cock to plunder her treasures. “Relax your pussy, you’re going to have to take it all.” He plunged in deeper, pulling out, then thrusting back in again. Always going deeper, a grunt shoved from her lips each time, her breasts swinging back and forth as he rodded her on his steel cock.
All she could do is moan and grunt in pain as he took her brutally. Finally he shoved in deep, his fat stomach slapping against her ass cheeks, Angela knowing that he was in as deep as possible. She felt so full of cock, the pulsating member, jerking inside her as he held her submissively, using her pussy for his pleasure. She felt something wet and hot touch her asshole, looking back, seeing the General spitting on her ass. “What are you doing?” She was afraid.
The General used her confusion to take his thumb and press it against her asshole, his saliva aiding the entrance, slipping inside her rectum as her head shot up in pain, a sharp scream from her lips.
“No! NO! Not there, please no.” She pushed back on his cock, letting her pussy slide up and down his shaft. “I’ll fuck you real good.” Her hips began an urgent fucking, hoping to distract him from perverted act he was going to perform on her. His finger hurt, the thick thumb turning back and forth inside her rectum, her muscle attempting to push it back outside. She was afraid that it would be his cock next, afraid he would attempt to sodomize her.
Her pussy felt good, her sudden ardor in pleasuring him almost worthwhile, but he still wanted his cock sheathed inside her asshole. He grabbed her panties from the side of the bed, reaching over and pushing them into her mouth, his fingers pushing the soiled garment deep into her mouth. “Don’t want your screams to wake anyone up.”
His cigar stained fingers tasted bad enough, her soiled panties making it worse. He had gagged her, his intentions clear. He was going to push his cock up her backside. Both of them now knew how painful it was going to be. She shook her head back and forth, her hands tugging on the headboard, hoping to somehow persuade him from the evil task he was going to inflict on her body.
He stroked her face, his hips still sliding his cock in and out of her tight pussy, his thumb screwing painfully up her backside. “Relax Angela. It’s going to happen. Try to relax and push out with your asshole. It will make it easier.” He pulled his cock out, glistening with their juices, rock hard at the thought of being encased in her virgin asshole.
She shuddered as she felt the fleshy touch of his cock on her anus. It felt huge, her anus still wet, still throbbing from the wet thumb he had so brutally shoved inside her, opening her up for bigger things. She screamed into the panties plugged into her mouth, only a muffled sound escaped that could barely be heard outside the room. It felt like he was tearing her asshole, the burning pain as his hands pulled her onto his cock, the thick, hard cock sliding inside her, tearing and spreading apart her anal tract as it bore into her rectum. She couldn’t control her asshole, spasms making the pain worse, squeezing it tighter in pain as the thick head bore relentlessly inside her. She bucked up and down, only succeeding in driving more of his cock inside her asshole, the painful sodomy continuing.
The General fought to not cum, wanting to bury his cock inside her colon, wanting to stroke it in and out of her asshole, making her take the sodomy, pleasuring his cock like only a tight, virgin asshole could do. He pushed in, fighting her tight body, pulling her up onto his cock, sheathing it inside her anal tract. Her insides fought his cock, pressing and pushing on his cock, trying to push it out, his hard cock much more powerful, her muscles doing nothing but giving him greater pleasure. “I love your hot, tight asshole, Angela. How is your first ass fuck?” He laughed, plunging his cock in deeper, her head shooting up in pain as his cock snaked inside her colon. “Push out on your asshole; it will make it less painful.”
It felt like a sword was being shoved up her backside, ripping and tearing as it plundered her flesh. Her stomach cramped, full of hard cock, her body shaking in pain as the General held her hips tightly, keeping her in position for the maximum thrust inside her. His cock became more urgent, sliding in and out, slamming against her inner walls, sharp pains shooting through her body, the burning continuing, her anus felt like it was torn and bleeding, fitted tightly around the shaft of hi
s cock, rubbing it up and down like a hand masturbating him.
He finally pushed his cock all the way inside her, his balls slapping against her pussy from behind. He made his cock jerk and throb inside her, ready to cum. First she would have to suffer a fucking. He pulled his cock out slowly, fighting her muscles clench tightly, almost as if she was trying to keep his cock inside.
It felt like a vacuum cleaner, her insides being pulled out as his cock pulled out. When only the thick head was keeping her anus spread for him, he plunged back in again, a muffled scream torn from her lips as he tore his way inside her again. He didn’t stop until he was deep inside her, her spasms of pain and cramps bringing him so much pleasure as they rippled along the shaft of his cock. He began to fuck her, making her take the full measure of his cock, his fat belly slapping noisily against her up thrust ass cheeks. Her body was buffeted by his powerful thrusts inside her, Angela grabbing the headboard to keep from banging her head on it. She thought he would never stop, his hands gripping her hips so tightly, pulling her back onto his hard cock, never letting it slip out, each time driving it deep inside her. His cock seemed to get bigger, the fat cock stretching her asshole, feeling like she would be torn forever.
The General couldn’t wait much longer, his cock ready to spew his semen deep inside her. His hands reached around to grasp her hanging breasts, his large hands easily encircling them, his fingers tightening on them. He thrust his cock in one last time, trying to drive it in as deep as possible, her muffled grunts of pain making his cock jerk around her colon in pleasure. “Squeeze my cock real good Angela. Or I’ll fuck your asshole all night long.” He laughed pulling his cock out again, feeling her muscles tighten on his cock. “Yes, now take it deep and make me cum.” He shoved in, his cock beginning to shoot as he tore into her colon.
It felt like a sword being shoved up her ass and now she felt him dump his hot cum in her bowels, the salty fluid burning her abraded anal tract. It felt like his cock would come out her mouth, his hips trying to drive it through her body. It continued to spurt in her bowels, throbbing and jerking, the General moaning in pleasure at her suffering. The withdrawal was just as painful. Even though his cock was already softening, it dragged slowly, finally her rectum muscle forcing it out with a loud pop. She slumped down on the bed, collapsing in a heap, exhausted from the brutal sodomy. The General lay down next to her, his wet, limp cock pressed against her ass cheeks.
“Sleep my little whore. I’ll wake you with my hard cock,” laughing as he drifted off to sleep.
Angela woke up suddenly, barely able to breathe. She felt a heavy weight on her back, strong legs pushing out on her tender thighs, spreading her legs until she thought she would split up the middle. She smelled the stale cigar breath, the night before suddenly coming back into her mind. She tried to scream, but the panties were still stuffed in her mouth, soaked with her saliva. She felt the Generals hard cock being shoved up her asshole again, relieving the painful sodomy he had inflicted on her the night before. It took him much longer this morning, over twenty minutes of thrusting in and out, tearing his cock deep into the recesses of her bowels before finally spilling his hot cum in again.
Chapter 7 - Mother sees her Daughter Taken
Angela was at least relieved that she was allowed to shower, the door closed, the warm water running down her body. Her sex was sore, especially her butt. She ran her fingers over the hole, feeling how swollen it was, the burning continuing. The General had been harsh with her this morning, his fat body smothering her, his hips just a blur as he fucked her asshole with his hard cock. He had taken so long to cum; Angela finally forced to squeeze his cock with her asshole, anything to end the painful sodomy. The General loved it, spurring her to continue pleasuring him with her tight muscles as he fucked her. It still took twenty minutes, twenty long minutes of his stroking cock burying deep inside her bowels, finally unleashing a torrent of hot, burning cum deep in her guts. She almost vomited when he came, abused and soiled, as she became a receptacle for his foul semen, his body limp on her, her asshole finally squeezing out his limp cock with a loud pop.
She jumped, the loud banging on the door, scaring her.
“Get your ass finished and get out her. Naked!” It was the Sergeant’s voice, stern and loud, not used to waiting, especially for a female. His cock was hard, but it would have to wait, but not for long. She was to be taken to a special room this morning, her body made available to a number of men, including him. Her mother would get to watch, see how much of a whore they had turned her lovely daughter into, willing to do anything to escape the pain, easily manipulated to cum almost on command by the Sergeant.
Angela dried herself off quickly, knowing the Sergeant was not a patient man, but she also felt a strange desire. He had made her cum, often when she fought the urges, unable to withstand the skill of the Sergeant in arousing deep lusts from within her teenage body, his long cock extracting such pleasures from her body, giving as well as taking pleasure. She opened the door, the Sergeant staring at her as she moved into the room, the bed stained with the General’s juices from fucking her body last night, embarrassing herself in spite of being raped by the fat General.
The Sergeant rubbed his cock through his pants, watching Angela’s eyes follow his hand down to his throbbing member. “Yes, this will be for you today Angela. We are going to have so much fun fucking your lovely body.”
“Please don’t rape me again,” she begged the Sergeant. “Let me fuck you. I’ll do it real good. I’ll make you cum. Just don’t let the others touch me, especially the General.” She began to sob, the thought being raped still fresh in her mind from last night.
“Yes Angela. You’ll give me a good ride today with your tight little pussy. But the others want to enjoy your hot, tight little cunt too. And you’ll perform for them or I’ll make it very painful for you and your mother. Do you understand?”
Angela could only nod her head, reconciled to the thought of another day of rape on her young body. The mere mention of her mother secured her submission.
“Put these on,” handing Angela a pair of bra and panties, black silky garments that would cling to her body, showing off more then they would cover. A pair of high heels, four inch fuck me heels to show off her legs and ass. A short black dress would cover her up temporarily, the Sergeant sure that it wouldn’t last long.
Angela slipped into the clothes, the bra clinging to her flesh, her nipples poking through the thin material. She pulled the panties up her legs, sliding it over her ass, the material clinging to her body like a second skin, every bump, ridge and lump in her body highlighted by the panties. She put on the heels, balancing precariously for a minute before she got used to them. She pulled the dress over her head, smothering it down over her body at least grateful that she was at least temporarily covered, even though it did only reach high up her thighs. If she bent over, it would ride up high over her ass.
The Sergeant moved closer to her. “Such a lovely girl and a delightful body.” He moved close to her, his lips moving in and kissing her, his hand holding the back of her head, forcing her to reciprocate, his tongue entering her half open mouth as she French kissed him back. His hand roamed over her ass, squeezing one of her cheeks with his powerful hands, driving her pussy into his hard cock, grinding on her with his pulsating flesh. He moved away from her. “Let’s go, the others are waiting.”
She let herself be led down the hall, the sound of her heels clicking on the hard floor. The Sergeant watched her body as she walked, his eyes staring at the gentle bounce of her breasts, looking lower to catch the sway of her hips accentuated by the high heels. She would have almost felt proud of her body if it wasn’t the fact that she was going to be raped.
Christy was taken by the Doctor from her cell, ushered into communal showers and given five minutes to bath. She quickly let the water wash away the pain and torment of yesterday from her body, the Doctor waiting not so patiently, his eyes devouring her naked body as she tried t
o shower quickly. He threw her a towel, her allotted time reached. She tried to wrap the towel around her body, the Doctor eyes signaling his disapproval.
The Doctor brought Christy into the room. It was larger then the others, one wall covered almost all in glass, shining directly into the connecting room. “It is one-way glass; the occupants on the other side will only see their reflection.” The other room had a variety of bondage furniture as well as a traditional bed, or more aptly, a mattress spread out on the floor. Whips, belts, dildos, clamps and chains were spread around the room, instruments of torment to use on the unwilling visitors.
Christy looked around the room she was in, similar to the other, a room fit to inflict pain and torment on the occupants, the Doctor’s smile a dead giveaway that she was going to be sexually tortured again. She was not sure of the purpose of the other room, unwilling to even fathom the thought of them brining in Angela there, still clinging to the belief that she was not sexually abused, each day the thought more difficult to belived. She turned to see the General enter the room, his eyes quickly staring at her naked body, Christy putting one hand over her crotch, still embarrassed at being so completely exposed. She didn’t even dare to ask what was going to happen; her mind couldn’t even fathom the depths of their depravity.
“Over here,” Doctor pulling her over to a large chair in the center of the room. It was bolted to the floor, an imposing wooden structure that was built to hold the occupant securely. It had a tall wooden back, slats lining it. The arms were made of rugged, thick wood, heavy metal brackets securing it to the chair. The seat was almost non-existent, the chair not built for comfort but availability, it left the underside of the occupant almost completely exposed and accessible. It was aimed at the glass wall, affording an impressive view of what would transpire in the next room.