Rape Stories.

Kristen had worked hard to close this deal. It meant big profits for the company and a VERY sizable commission for her. The potential client, Walter Thomas, was CEO of one of the most successful conglomerates in the world. As with many of her business successes, the final details were to be hammered out over dinner which was to be at one of the city’s most exclusive restaurants. She had offered to pay and put it on her expense account but Walter had insisted upon picking up the tab. Kristen had her hair and nails done that afternoon and had worn her most knock-out dress. She didn’t sleep with clients but she certainly didn’t hesitate to flatter them and flirt in order to get a contract signed. The meal had gone well and the last of the minor details had been worked out over drinks afterward and Walter had agreed to come by her office and sign the contract the following morning. As they left he asked if she would mind if he dropped by his hotel room to pick something up on the way to taking her home. Of course she didn’t. Once they had reached the hotel he invited her to accompany him rather than wait out in the car. Seeing nothing wrong with that, she accepted. Once they were in the room and he had closed the door he said, “I’ll only be a minute.” Then he went and retrieved a large envelope from the dresser drawer. “Here,” he told her holding the envelope out to her. “I think you will find these interesting."

Puzzled, Kristen opened the envelope and took out the sheaf of papers inside. When she saw what they were the color drained from her face and her legs felt weak. “Wh-where did you —— how —-?” she stammered.

“Oh I never do business without first thoroughly investigating with whom I am dealing,” he told her as he went over to the desk, opened a drawer, took out a bottle of scotch and poured some into a glass taking a sip. “This time it entailed some real digging by a detective agency which isn’t cheap but I think you’ll agree that they did their work quite well this time. It’s all there, copies of deposits to your various bank accounts, files off your computer, documents in which you have forged your supervisor’s signature. All told I’d say that you’ve managed to embezzle roughly 500 grand from your firm over the last few years.”

“H-how much do you want?” Kristen asked feeling trapped.

“Money?” he asked then laughed as he drained the glass of the scotch and set it down. “Sweetheart, I blow that much in Vegas in half an hour.”

“But what then?”

He smiled, “I’m a man and you’re a woman. What do you think I want?”

“Do you seriously think you can blackmail me into having sex with you?” she asked defiantly knowing full well that he could.

Once again he laughed, “I don’t have to. As I said, I’m a man and you are a woman. We are going to have sex whether you consent or not. The blackmail is just to ensure that you don’t yell loud enough to draw attention to what I am doing and that you don’t go reporting it after I’m finished.”

“You plan to RAPE me!” she exclaimed as if she had just had a sudden revelation.

“Bingo,” he replied as he stepped forward. “Let’s get started.”

“You stay away from me you bastard!” Kristen told him as she began backing away from him. “Don’t you touch me!”

“Or you’ll do what?” he asked as he kept advancing on her. “I’ve already excluded the possibility of your screaming and if you want to fight, go ahead, it will only add to my fun.”

He was right, of course, and they both knew it. Being raped was one thing but spending years in prison was quite another! Suddenly Kristen made a wild bolt for the door. If she could just get outside.

But it was not to be. He caught her half way and banded his strong arms around her pinning hers to her side. She twisted and strained but Walter only laughed as he relentlessly dragged her toward the bed. When they reached it he threw her on it on her back and fell on top of her. The woman continued to writhe beneath him and try to push him away. She pounded him with her tiny, balled up fists. She slapped him and tried to pull at his hair but it was all to no avail. She thought about scratching his face or trying to claw his eyes out but was afraid that, even though that might enable her to get away, anything which might leave marks on him or cause him to have to seek medical care, thereby bringing it to the attention of others, might also cause her crime to be found out. She decided to try another tack. Forcing herself to cease her struggles and lie rigidly still beneath him, she said, “Please Walter, please don’t do this!”

“Begging now are we?” he asked in a taunting, mocking tone. “Good, I like hearing a bitch beg more than hearing her curse and call me foul names.”

She could feel the hem of her dress being pulled up and put her hands down in order to try and stop him but the pathetically inadequate strength of her woman’s arms was completely unable to even slow him down. Soon her legs were exposed. She was wearing a garter belt and stockings rather than pantyhose and a wave of panic ran through her as she felt her sheer panties grabbed in one of his huge fists and ripped from her like tissue. In a last line of defense, she tried desperately to keep her legs clamped tightly together but he wedged his knees between them and pried them apart. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped and turned her head aside, beginning to sob in despair. She had reached the point beyond which there is no hope. He was going to be inside her soon and she was powerless to do anything about it.

He thrust himself into her dry cunt with brutal disregard for the pain he was causing her. Kristen moaned in agony.

“Yeah, I know,” Walter said to her. “Feels great, doesn’t it babe?”

Rage and hatred blazed through her but she could do nothing but lie there and endure his tortuous pounding of her, biting down on her fist in order not to cry out. She had stopped all attempts at resistance and was just lying there passively letting it happen. Better to just let him do what he wanted (since she couldn’t do anything else) and get it over with as soon as possible. She just prayed he hadn’t gotten her pregnant or infected her with something!

After humping away at Kristen for what seemed to her an eternity, Walter finally shot his seed deep within her with a groan. Afterward he got up and began zipping up again. The woman he had just raped lay there sobbing for a few moments then she slowly sat up and sat there for a moment after which she straightened her dress and wiped away her tears. Then slowly, PAINFULLY, she stood up and started staggering toward the spot where her purse lay on the floor. Walter grabbed her by the arm, however, and asked, “Where do you think you’re going?”

“You got what you wanted,” she answered sullenly, attempting unsuccessfully to pull her arm from his grasp. “And you know I won’t tell anyone. Now I’m leaving.”

“Like hell you are,” he replied. “The party is just getting started. Take your clothes off.”

“Fuck you!” she blurted out in frustration.

“We’ll do that again later,” he smirked. “For now, however, since we’ve become ‘intimately’ acquainted, there’s no reason to stand on modesty. I want to see what you look like under that dress, take it off.”

“Go to hell!”

“Probably, but for now strip.”

She just stood there and glared at him.

“If I have to strip you that pretty dress is likely to get all torn,” he warned her. “How do you think that will make you look when I do let you leave?”

With a deep sigh of frustration, Kristen reached around and began unzipping her dress. In a few moments she was standing naked in front of the man who had just raped her, tears once again running down her cheeks.

“You know,” Walter remarked. “I’ll bet you are one great little cock sucker. Get down on your knees and let’s find out.”

She just stood there.

Without warning, Walter reached out, grabbed a handful of her long, dark hair, and forced her down onto her knees. Then he slapped her back and forth across both cheeks so hard and so many times that she was afraid she would pass out and growled, “That’s just a taste of what you’ll get whenever you don’t do what you are told the first time! Now take out my cock and SUCK!”

With trembling fingers, Kristen did as she was told. ‘God,’ she prayed silently, ‘I just hope he doesn’t make me swallow!’

What transpired was not so much her sucking his cock as him raping her face. She just knelt there passively, her arms hanging limply at her sides, while he Held her head anchored in place and banged away at her mouth. At first, she was afraid she would suffocate since his huge cock cut off her air every time it was rammed against the back of her throat but after a few strokes she figured out how to take a breath whenever he pulled back. ‘The bastard!’ she thought to herself. ‘He is even making me alter my breathing to accommodate his sexual desires!’

In the end, when he did cum, he did indeed force her to swallow it all, even made her lick the last few drops off the head of his dick. After that he stood her back on her feet and said, “Go pour me another drink.”

Rage and hatred shot through her. “Go pour it yourself!”

WHAM! He doubled up his large fist and slammed it into her abdomen. Kristen groaned, doubled over holding her stomach, and began gasping for air.

WHACK! WHACK! Walter kicked her in the ass then the backs of her thighs. Then he grabbed her by the hair, hauled her to her feet, and shoved her toward where the bottle and glass sat and snarled, “GET ME A FUCKING DRINK!”

Hands trembling, Kristen did as she had been told, handing the glass to him.

“Get your ass on the couch,” he commanded. Obediently she went and sat there. Not even bothering to put his now limp cock back into his pants, he took a seat beside her, put one arm around her, used his other hand to play with and fondle her breasts, and told her, “Take hold of my cock and get it hard again.”

For a fleeting instant she thought of punching him in the balls. That would hurt him, incapacitate him. ——- But for how long? Would it give her time to get her dress back on and get out of the room before he got hold of her again? She doubted it. Meekly then, she started stroking and caressing the organ.

“Quite an education, isn’t it?” he asked her then, without waiting for an answer, he went on. “You bitches go around pretending that you actually have the right to make decisions, to tell us when we can and cannot fuck you. In reality, however, you only get to do that because we, men, allow you to, grant you PERMISSION to. Now, I’ll admit that most of us have been so pussy whipped as to believe the bullshit that this is something we have no control over, that it is wrong not to honor your preferences. And all you whores live this fantasy that your ability to decide and say yes or no is secure and can’t be taken away from you. You know different now, though, don’t you? From now on you’ll always know that any man who hasn’t been buffaloed by all that crap can take all that away from you any time he wants to.”

She could feel him begin to harden again.

“Females,” he went on. “Are dumb collections of fuck holes for males to stick their cocks in and that’s all they should ever be allowed to be. None of you should ever be allowed to say no to a fucking. Hell, you shouldn’t be given any say about ANYTHING!

He was good and stiff there now and, without warning, he grabbed her, turned her around, and bent her over the back of the couch telling her, “There’s still one hole I haven’t had yet.”

“Oh God!” she whispered. “Not there, Walter! PLEASE not there!”

“Don’t try to negotiate with me, whore,” he commanded as he spread her ass cheeks. “And you know what happens if you scream and cause anyone to come knocking on the door!”

Kristen had never known such pain! She had never let anyone touch her there and Walter was doing MUCH more than touching her! He pounded away at her like a jackhammer. She moaned, whimpered, and bit her lip to keep from screaming. It lasted for what seemed to her an eternity until he finally shot his hot cum into her rectum.

After the ass rape, Kristen was in a kind of a daze for the rest of the night. Walter took her into the shower and told her to clean up and she followed his instructions like some sort of a zombie. Afterward he kept her there the entire night, tying her wrists behind her back with one of his ties and fastening her to the bed with another one around her neck so that she couldn’t sneak out as he slept. Three times during the night he woke and fucked her. He said not a word to her, did no tit sucking, kissing, or other touching other than just rolling between her legs and shoving his cock into her cunt. He gave no acknowledgement of her being a woman or even a human being.

The following morning he let her get dressed (except for the torn, useless panties) and told her she could probably get a cab without any trouble (he didn’t even drive her home!) and to hurry because they had a contract signing meeting with the officers of her firm in a few hours.

Kristen made the meeting and adequately hid the loathing and fear she felt in Walter’s presence. When that was done and Kristen was alone in her office Walter walked in without knocking. Warily, the woman he had repeatedly raped the night before, got up from behind her desk.

“You know, sweetheart,” he began. “I could fuck you right here on top of your desk if I wanted to. I could just put you up there and get at it. Oh, you could struggle if you wanted to but it would be pretty stupid since we both know I would get what I wanted anyway and you wouldn’t dare cry for help or tell anyone afterward.”

“Please Walter,” she begged. “You got what you wanted last night and I’m not going to tell anyone. You got completely away with it. Also, like you said, the way I think about everything has changed. The way I see everyone, men, other women, even myself, has changed so why can’t you just chalk it up as a conquest, tell yourself that you won, and stop tormenting me? PLEASE!”

He chuckled, “Relax Kristen, I don’t have time to fuck you now, I have a plane to catch. I’ll be back every couple of months though, to confer with the officers of your firm. Whenever I do, we’ll get together and have another little party.”

Suddenly, and to her shock and humiliation, he reached out and grabbed her between the legs saying, “Take good care of this, it belongs to me now and don’t be loaning it out to anyone else. If I hear that you’ve been opening your legs for anyone except me, those documents go right to the police.”

Without further comment he left. Kristen collapsed in her chair, lay her head in her arms on her desk and sobbed.

Story by Master of Female Slaves

My name is Kim. I’m 18 years old. This is a story about the worst night of my life. I got a call from my next door neighbours asking me if I’d watch their kids for Friday night and most the day on Saturday. I needed the money so I said yes.

Well, the weekend came and before I knew it I was watching their four kids. Their names are Nick 14, Mike 12, and Darrein and Jack both 10 year who are twins. They had a pool so I laid out in my bikini to get some sun. Nick and Mike just stared at me like I was some sort of food. After a while when I got hot I jumped in the pool to cool of. The pool was very cool so my nipples stiffened up and what made it worst was my bikini was light yellow so you could sort of see through it to my nipples. This really got all the boys attention. See I’m a cheerleader at my high school my measurements are 36-24-34, and I have long brown hair and a pretty nice tan. As all the boys watched me I slide out of the pool slowly fixing my top so my breast would bounce. I figured they were going to jack off thinking about me anyway why not give them a little show.

After I laid out a while I went inside and took a shower and got into my jogging shorts and T-shirt I had worn over there. I went into the den looking for the boys. I couldn’t find them so I searched the whole house. I finally found them in their parents room watching some porn their dad had. I ran over to the VCR and took it out and told them to get down stairs. They all just looked at me and gave this odd smile.

When I got down stairs to ask them what they were doing they were all standing side by side looking at me with the same look I had gotten out in pool.

Nick came up to me and said, " Your are a fucking tease slut, walking around like you do."

I was so taken a back I didn’t know what to say. I started to say something when he hit me in the stomach and then across the face knocking me on their dinning room table. Mike and the other two boys quickly had down my arms.

I kept begging them to stop. Nick got on top of me first feeling me all over without taking of my clothes. He put a knife to throat and told me he’d kill me if I kept screaming so I shut up. He then backed up and pulled my shorts off leaving me in my thong underwear. He moved on the table so he was above me. He slid of his pants and white tights and pushed his little dick in my mouth. I hadn’t ever had a dick in my mouth so I just sat there while he rammed his balls in to my face. He kept grunting with every pump. All the boys kept yelling for him to fuck my face harder.

I broke free and quickly begged him not to cum in my mouth. He put his dick back in and began really fucking my face. His tight balls kept slapping my chin. I could taste his precum. Then it happened he made a couple of quick pumps and came deep in the back of my throat forcing me to swallow it.

He got of and said, " Get ready slut we’re all going to have some fun with you tonight."

Next was Darrein. He was so young I didn’t want him to see me like this. He slid between my legs and put his hands on either side of my underwear. He began slowly pulling them down exposing my shaved little cunt. I begged him to stop. He just laughed as he undid his pants. He put his dick up to my shaven lips. The only hair I had on that area was a little patch that look like a cotton ball.

I screamed, " I’m a virgin don’t do this please."

He just leaned back and grabbed some Vaseline one of the boys had given him, he put in on his dick and then he began putting his Dick in me. He made several hard pumps popping my cherry as he slide his whole organ in me.

I couldn’t believe I was being raped by this little kid, let alone the fact that it was happening in front of other young boys. He began pumping me hard making my back arch. As I arched my back he ripped my shirt open and with the knife they had he cut my breast free. He began sucking on them while he pumped me. Finally he got in my face were I begged him not to cum in me.

I said " I wasn’t on the pill."

He kept pumping. He grabbed my face and made me make eye contact with him as I felt is Dick pulse in me shooting out his warm load. He just keep pumping.

When he got off me he said, " You and I are going to have some good looking kids."

Mike grabbed my and thought me to the ground so that my butt was up in the air, he quickly put on ґvaseline on his dick and began forcing it up my ass. He kept forcing is dick all the way up till his balls were resting outside my ass hole. He was fucking my has hard making it bounce. He kept telling me how he had wanted to do this to me for a long time. Suddenly he pulled out and sled into my cunt were he took me from behind for a couple more strokes before blowing his warm load up in me. He got off me and knocked me on my back forcing my thong into my mouth.

All the boys who had already had their turns just started laughing at my abused ass. Finally Jack came to take his turn. Know one came to hold me down for at this point I had quit fighting. He mounted me easily and began pumping me with a passion. I just kept bouncing up and down. He held on to my long firm legs while he pumped deep into me. Soon he was coming in me. I felt warm all over as if he had filled me with a gallon of cum. When he got of the boys showed me pictures they had taken of me getting taken by them. Threatening to show them to people in my school if I told the cops.

As the night when on the all took me again and again. They still call on me every now and then to come over and service them or theirs friends. They’ve even held me down while most of Jack and Darrein fourth grade class mates took me one by one.

Author is Neo

Bruce Meehan and his pals got together every night outside of John’s Pub for a smoke. Sometimes just regular cigs, usually grass. They were all 14-15 year olds, but hell, knew about life more than anyone else. Hell yeah! They knew a lot better than grownups. What could an adult possibly teach them? They were just as mature as every 40-year-old, even more. After all, they already drank alcohol, smoked, and Bruce even had sex once. Well, almost.

On that particular night, when the boys got together, they had no idea what was to come, not even when they saw the cute little Brunette chick marching up the street.

Bruce was the first one who noticed Kelly Sabantini. She was about their age, and was wearing a short mini skirt, sweater, and stockings, all black. Oh, yeah, this girl wanted to get laid for sure! Why else would she be up this late?
The others noticed her fairly quickly, and similar thoughts crossed their minds as well.

Kelly noticed the boys. She did not want to deal with them. She had just got out of a party where she and some friends met these three guys. She didn’t like what the guy was trying to do to her and barely got away from him. She wanted her friends to go away with her, but they were counting on getting a ride from these guys. Disappointed from her friends, Kelly went home on her own. “Fuck’em! Who needs them?” She thought. Then again, she sure didn’t feel safe right now, alone in front of these kids.

She walked right through the little group. She refused to deter from them. She refused to cross to the other side. Only chickens cross to the other side! She was no chicken! She will not let that horny asshole make her scared of guys.

As she was walking, Bruce stood up and got in her face. Goddamn, are ALL guys assholes?

“Hi there.” He smiled.
“Hello.”
“What’s your name?”
“None of your business.” She said as she passed by him.
Bruce did not like that attitude, especially not from a little cockteaser like that. He had to come out “the man” here. So he reached out and grabbed her breast. God, it was so soft it made his cock even stiffer. Immediately he felt the slap on his face. Kelly pushed him away, turned her back to him and went away, leaving Bruce and his friends laughing. He was truly THE KING!!!

Yeah, he showed that bitch, but he knew, they all knew, that she was an easy bitch playing hard to get. He’ll nail her. He’ll show her. He’ll shove his fucking fuckrode in her fuckhole.

He signaled to his pals and they all followed him. They knew what was gonna happen. They were all excited, wondering if they would get laid tonight instead of just talking about it like usually.
“Hey, bitch!” Bruce yelled out.
Kelly started walking faster. Bruce loved it how her little ass moved. He’ll have to grab that one next.
“Come on, we were just kidding.”

Kelly didn’t listen. She kept on going. These were kids her age. They wouldn’t do anything to her. All guys that age are jerks, but none of them really have guts, she thought as she felt her head being pulled back by her hair, and being smacked across the wall.

Next Bruce shoved her into an alley she just passed. His cousin, who was 17, told him he once fucked a prostitute here and no one has noticed. It would be cool if Bruce’s first time would be in the same place as his cousin’s.

As Kelly laid on the ground, she saw the other boys surrounding her as Bruce was unbuckling his belt, when suddenly a light flashed at them. It came from the exit of the alley. Kelly tried to see what it was, but was blinded by it. So were the boys. Bruce was pissed. Who the fuck has the nerve of disturbing him?

“Hey, what is this? Go away!” After about 3 seconds, as he got used to the light, he noticed it came from a van. In the light he could see a figure approaching him.

“Is there a problem here?” The man asked.
“No, no problem.”
“Little girl, are you all right?”
“She’s fine.” Bruce said.
“She doesn’t look fine to me.”
“No one fucking asked you, okay? She’s with us.”
“Let her speak for herself, you fucking little punk.”
“Hey, nobody calls me a fucking little…”

Kelly watched in shock as the stranger interrupted Bruce’s sentence by punching him in his mouth.
She was now more scared than before. She knew she was about to witnessing something rougher than what she was used to in her comfy little life.
She literally kept herself from peeing all over herself as she saw one of the boys pulling out a Swiss army knife. Bruce pulled out a switchblade and opened it, facing the stranger.
She was now scared. The stranger did not see the boy with the Army Knife, but he sure did see the switchblade
“Do not fuck with me, bitch!” Bruce grunted.
The man pulled out a Colt and pointed it to Bruce’s face, right between the eyes. “No, do not fuck with ME, bitch!”
Kelly could not see Bruce’s face, but she could see some of the other boys. Their expression turned from cockiness to horror, and as much as she was glad they felt it, she was more concerned for her life, and for the ringleader, who was now held at gunpoint.

Bruce started panicking. He truly thought he was going to die. He sometimes wondered what it would feel like knowing you are going to die. He now felt it. After a few seconds he had no illusions. He knew he was going to die. Then he realized the man is just standing there, staring at him angrily, pointing the gun at him, but no shot was fired. Bruce quickly threw the switchblade and raised his hands in the air.
“I’m sorry.” He said.
The boy holding the Swiss army knife started folding it back. The stranger pointed his finger at him. “You! Drop whatever the fuck you have in your hand and get the fuck out of my site!”
The boy dropped the knife and started walking away.
“GO!” The man yelled. The boy started running.
“All of you! Get out of here!” Bruce didn’t look away from the man and the gun, but he could hear his friends running away.
“Please, it was just a joke!”
“Shut up! Now get the fuck out of here and never hurt a woman in your life. Because if I ever bump into you, and you’ll do something wrong, you’re dead. Now get the fuck out of here!”

Bruce started running. Kelly watched in shock. The man picked up the two knives and put them in his jacket. He then approached her. She crawled away.
“It’s okay, they won’t hurt you.”
“Who are you?”
“I’m Ted. That’s okay, don’t be afraid.” He said as he offered his hand.”
Kelley saw him now more clearly. He had short dark hair that was combed to the side, glasses, soft blue eyes. Surely not what how she visualized him when she saw him pulling a gun on that boy.
She took his hand.
“I’m Kelly.”
“Are you hurt?”
“Just a little dazed, I think”
“Would you like for me to give you a ride home?”
“I don’t want to go home.”
“Clearly, it’s not safe for you to stay here.”
Kelly was silent. She did not want to go home like this, with her skirt all dirty, and her face bruised. She did not want to see her parents, friends, or anyone she knew. On the other hand, it wasn’t safe to stay in the street alone. Ted was the only thing that stopped her from getting gang-raped. She felt safe with him. She wanted to spend some time with him, but she knew it would be awkward asking something like that, especially if he says yes. Could she come to this guy’s home? He looked like he was in his forties. He probably had a wife, and kids of his own.
“I don’t know what I want.” She said.
“Listen, how about we go get a coffee or something? I’m buying. We’ll sit somewhere, you can go wash your face, relax, decide where you want me to drop you off. Okay?”
“Hmm…”
“It’s on me.” Ted smiled.
Kelly laughed. He reminded her of her teacher, Mr. Smith. He was also this cute and goofy.
“Sure.” She said.

They both got up, and walked up to his van. He opened the passenger door, like a true gentleman. Kelly got in and sat. The back of the van had no seats, and was basically empty. He must be using it to carry cargo. Maybe that’s what he finished doing tonight when he saw her being attacked by the boys.
Ted entered the van and closed the door. He started the van, and off they went.

“So, Ted, what’s your job?”
“Sort of in between jobs right now.”
“Oh. I see.”
How stupid could she be? He must be unemployed. Why else would an educated looking man drive a piece of crap like that? And with no seats except for the two in front.
“So… where are we going?”
Ted didn’t answer. He just kept staring ahead. She hoped she didn’t hurt his feelings somehow.
“I mean, where are we going to sit?”
No answer.
“Ted?”
She started to freak. What was wrong with this guy? He has transformed in a heartbeat from a caring, humane, gentle man, into a robot.
“Okay, look, I’ll just get off here.”
click.
The doors were locked.
“Ted, please, what’s going on?”
Kelly now started to grasp that something was really wrong. This man wasn’t just tired or unhappy. There was something wrong with him.
“Let me go!” She yelled as she hit him on his arm and shoulder. In response, he punched her face. Her world was turning, and she wasn’t sure if she was about to faint or not. She thought she felt the car stop violently, as if someone hit the breaks, and she saw him go for the glove compartment. He took out something and put it on her neck. She passed out from the electric shock when Ted activated the stun gun.

She opened her eyes, feeling she was somewhere else now. She was lying on her back staring at a car ceiling. She knew it was the back of the van. She could have been out for a couple of seconds, or for ten minutes, there was no way to tell. She felt Ted on top of her, and she felt warm flesh slipping into her cunt and thrusting. It hurt yet felt good. She knew what was happening. She was in pain yet she didn’t scream as she felt her hymen being ripped apart. Things around her were so quiet, as if she was trapped in a cloud, and she could practically hear her virginity torn apart by the giant penis inside of her. She was not a virgin anymore, and she had the penis of a really older man inside her body, but she didn’t care much. It was like she knew what was happening, but just didn’t accept it. As if accepting it would take her to a place she did not want to be in.

Ted started thrusting harder, grabbing her hair and face and kissing her. She felt how horny he was. It was as if he has tried to kiss or swallow her entire face. Eventually she got more aware of the pain but did not scream, just moan, hoping it would all end soon.

Weak and helpless, she just lay there, taking up Ted’s cock inside her. She escaped a party to prevent from a really cute guy to do just that, then she tried to get away from a bunch of disgusting teen rapists, just to end up lying here in this filthy van with this gross old man on top of her, making her cum. Well, not yet, but she felt she was close. She gasped in excitement. Then he got out of her. Could this be it? Could it be over? Will he just drop her somewhere and let her go on with the rest of her life, without anyone ever knowing what happened? She’ll have to explain the torn hymen when the time comes, unless she’ll never get married.

Ted gently tipped her over on her belly, and put something on her face. It was gentle. A cloth or velvet. She felt the cloth being tied over her mouth, and felt Ted’s lips in her ear: “Just bite on it.”
Bite on it? What was the… UGH!
She felt the sharp pain in her behind. He was ripping her apart. At first she wasn’t sure what he put in, only later she got to the conclusion it was his penis. He took it out. It was just as painful. She couldn’t bear it. She felt him moving his hands gently on her buttocks. Only now she realized she was half dressed! Sure, she still had her sweater on but her stockings were nowhere to be found. Her ass and pussy were bare to whoever would want to take a look! Now this sick freak was moving his moist hands all over her ass. She wasn’t sure why the hands were moist. Was that semen? She wasn’t sure how thick this fluid should be, given the fact that she never felt it. She now felt his fingers entering her ass. Oh, god! Wait… This didn’t feel too bad now. Her ass was already on fire from the initial dry entrance. This didn’t make it feel worse. If anything, it would probably make her feel better if he ever… Oh, no, please no!

“Oh, yeah!” Ted groaned. She felt him forcing her on to her knees, her head still on the floor, and then she felt him plunge in, deeper than she thought was possible. If anything, the lotion in her butt just helped him penetrate, but at least her ass was moist now. She felt him fucking her ass. She felt as if the air was playing there, inside, trying to roll around. She felt like she really wanted to fart, or take a shit, but she didn’t. She couldn’t. She moaned, her head being banged against the car floor with every blow. Her ass being filled with air, or so she felt. Soon she started ramming her ass against his cock with each blow, which just intensified the pain. She had no idea why she was doing it. She moaned and bit on the cloth with every thrust, partially anticipating to see what would happen next. She was horrified, but she was curious.

Ted thrust his cock harder, wanting to cause maximum pain. He pushed his cock so hard it even hurt him, but he loved it. He’d do anything to get a reaction out of his girls, and this one was no different. He heard her squeal harder, crying, begging him to stop. “Ugh! Please! Ted, you’re hurting me.” She squealed like a mouse. “Please, Ted, it really really hurts! Please! I won’t tell a soul, please!”

Ted reached for her right tit with his right hand, and squeezed it hard. He felt her body as she moaned and trembled. Gradually he grabbed less and less of her breast until he reached the center, her hard nipple, and pulled it as if he was trying to yank it out. “OH, TED, NO! I CAN’T, IT HURTS! STOP HURTING ME, TED, I’M BEGGING YOU!”

Ted laughed and left her nipple alone. He kept on plunging into her asshole. It has been months since he did this. Ever since he ran away from his home, he tried to change his pattern, and eventually to stop raping all together. He just hid in motels and hotels under assumed names, and jerked off at least 5 times a day, praying he would not return to his old ways. Still, he missed his victims. The last one was Dawn, but she was sort of a mother figure, not a love object. It was like doing it with his own cousin, damnit! These innocent little girls, though, they were something else, and he knew he would not be able to hold it for long. Kelly was the first in a while, but due to his disguise, she would never recognize him as Dan Whitman.

Through her body, he felt the pain and humiliation he was causing, and for the first time in a long time, he felt content. A smile spread on his face. Not a fake sympathetic smile, but a genuine smile of a man thrilled and overjoyed over this new adventure.

As he started coming in her ass, he pushed harder. He heard her cry, felt the tears landing over his hand as he groped little Kelly. After partially coming, he took his cock out of her and turned her on her back. She looked at him in tears, with disbelief and anger, as if she was betrayed by a loved one. Dan raised his hand and smacked her across the face. Kelly moved her head to the right from the severity of the blow and started crying. Dan laughed and raised her sweater and shirt up, trying to expose her belly. He got on his knees and continued to cum, splashing his jizz all over Kelly’s stomach. As she went on crying he popped his fist into her stomach, and then to her face. He grabbed her hair and put his fist at her face.

Kelly was nearly out cold, but she knew what she was supposed to do. She licked the cum off the man’s fist. When she felt his other hand stroking her hair gently, she knew she did good.

“Kelly, don’t worry, I’m keeping you for myself for a while.”
She looked at him with disbelief. “What? No!”
“Yes!” He was just playing with her, see ing how she would react. Seeing the expression on her face, her eyes opening wide, almost made him hard again.
He was shocked himself as a hand scratched his face with one swift clawing, throwing the glasses and hairpiece off his head, revealing a shaved bald head. Now he was really angry.

“You little whore!” Dan started strangling the little girl. “You fucking cunt! No one treats me this way! No one!” He watched her gasping for air, looking into her eyes, and only released when he saw in her eyes the realization that she was about to die. She gagged and coughed as he released his grip, and lay on her back.
Dan took Bruce’s knife and started tearing her clothes apart, the ones that were on her as well as the ones that were thrown next to him. He took her stockings and tied one end to her neck in a noose. He tied the other end to the ceiling of the vehicle. He knew it wouldn’t kill her. It was just for dramatic effect, to remind her that the danger of death was hovering above her at any given moment, like a vulture flying in circles.

Dan put his hand on his sore cheek, and saw the blood on his fingers. That little bitch! He smeared his blood on her little breasts, smiling. She was breathing, her chest moving up and down, but her eyes closed. He assumed she was out cold, but he didn’t care. He took her hand and put it on his cock, stroking it. He started thinking of Linda, about the first time she did it. The first time she was intimate with him. It angered him that the circumstances caused him to be away from her, fleeing like a fugitive, having that Eisenberg guy from TV on his tail. It’s only a matter of time until they’ll connect the dots and expose his identity. He had to destroy his urges. He had to destroy this girl.

The thoughts of anger and rage, fire and chaos, made him hard again. He opened Kelly’s legs and shoved his tool inside. She was the fault. She was just like all the other girls. She was all of them. He had to have his vengeance. He shoved his cock as hard as possible, hurting them, punishing them, ripping their little pussy apart. Serves them right, these bitches!
He heard Kelly moaning and crying. Serves her right! He went on thrusting inside of her, picturing in his mind all the others. From Jenna till Dawn. Picturing all of them. The brunettes, the blondes, the one black girl, and the one redhead.

He felt himself choking, and wasn’t sure if it was excitement or grief. He went on thrusting inside that pussy, hurting it, fighting it, conquering it, defeating it! Then he did what he wanted to do for a very long time. He put his hands around her neck and began choking. He did it many times before, just to scare them, just for a turn-on, but this time it was different. This time he wouldn’t leave until he’ll snuff the life out of her!

She grabbed his wrists with her hands. He wasn’t sure if he had tied her wrists or not. If so, he must have done a shitty job there. Not that it matters, she will soon die. Once again she looked into his eyes as she struggled for air. It was so hot! For some reason, he stopped again, right in the middle of it. He just couldn’t go through with it. He left his hands on her neck, but not tight, as he continued to fuck her. He finally came.

He sat there next to her, he wasn’t sure for how long, thinking of what he should do with her.

“What’s going to happen to me?” She finally asked softly.
“I wanted to turn into a serial killer.” Dan said. “I just can’t. You were supposed to be my first victim. I just can’t!”
“Please, I won’t tell.”
“Just go.” Dan opened the back door of the van. When she was first passed out he drove her to the woods near town. It would take her a while to get back and tell everyone what happened. By then he will be long gone. The police wouldn’t know where to look. Hell, even he didn’t know where he’s going.

He took the knife and slowly cut the stockings, letting the girl out of the van with the noose still on her neck.
As she looked around her, she realized where she was.
“Which way is the road?” She asked. As she turned around for an answer, he shut the door. She heard the car starting and ran to the window.

“Wait, you can’t leave me here naked!” She cried.

Dan threw a Jeans jacket on her face and drove off.
Kelly wrapped herself in it as she started walking.

Richard Green was driving his police cruiser. Just like every other cop in the city, he did not know how many crimes or reported crimes occurred around the city tonight. He did not yet know that a woman named Greta Sabantini filed a missing persons report five minutes ago. He just knew that some old farmer Hinkley bugged the police once again about some car that went by and disturbed him, and that probably there are again drug dealers in the woods, or hippies. Hmm… why not aliens? Hinkley reported about those things too many times.
On Green’s side set his partner, Sara Healy, what he used to call a “secretary with a gun”. He wasn’t the biggest supporter of the assimilation of women into the force. If he would get into a rough position, he knew he’ll be on his own, having to watch himself and babysit that stupid woman. What would she do? Hide in the cruiser and maybe, just maybe, if he’s lucky, call for backup. Dumb broad. He better pray it’s another one of Hinkley’s false alarms.
“Wait!” Healy shouted. “Slow down.”
“What is it?” He asked her as he was slowing down.
“I think I see something.”
Green looked. “Holy shit!”

Kelly froze in fear as the car lights shined right on her. She became even more frightened when she heard one of the doors open and a figure walking slowly at her. She saw it was a police officer, and was worried that maybe her parents called them. They must be worrying sick. Then the officer approached her.

“Hello, my name is Sara!” a soft voice said. “What’s yours?”
“My name is Kelly Sabantini.” She gathered all the energy she had to speak. “He raped me. A man raped me.”

Lieutenant Jason Drazin was sitting in his office, reading the latest statistic report on sex crime unit clearance rate when the door opened wide and a detective stormed in. Before even looking up, just by feeling the wind and hearing the door speed, he knew exactly who walked in. He lifted his head from the report and looked at him.

“Hey, Watson.”
“Boss, the NG rapist is back!”
“North Grant?”
“Yeah,” Watson said enthusiastically.
“Well, I wish them good luck.” Drazin knew how this case affected on Watson. Still, it wasn’t their business. For months now, Watson tried to pin his single open case on some serial rapist from North Grant. Drazin wasn’t impressed. “What does that gotta do with us?”
“He stroke in Monroe County. My case! The Sabantini girl!”
Drazin felt his blood going to his head. “Damn it, Watson, you can’t pin each and every of you open cases on the North Grant rapist. Forget about him. He’s probably either in prison for some unrelated charge, dead, or he left the country.”
“He’s a serial rapist, Jason! An inch away from becoming a serial killer! He’s a child molester!” Lee Watson shouted uncontrollably.
“Watson, I’m an inch away for calling Internal Affairs on your ass. Are you sure you’re not a little overzealous regarding your clearance rate?”

Lee was shocked. Drazin actually believes that he’s pinning the cases on someone else. That he links his rapes to the North Grant rapes in hope to pin it on their serial rapist after he’s caught.

“You fucking…” Lee had another word in mind, but he didn’t want to get suspended. Not now.

The door opened again and the rookie, Jake Felder, walked in.
“You wanted to see me?” He asked.
“Yes,” Watson replied. “Right on time. Sit!”
Felder slowly sat down.
Jake, you got an unsolved case, right? The Baker case?
“Jesus Christ, Lee, are you trying to pin the entire department’s cases on people outside our jurisdiction?” Drazin was outraged.

“Just hear me out, Lieutenant, okay?” Watson said. As Drazin sat down, Watson started his speech: “Shelly Newton was r aped on March 26, Monroe County, our jurisdiction, my case, no suspects. Days later, another one in Grant. Then another one, then another one. All between 13 and 16 years of age.”
“Go on.” Drazin moved in his chair, restless.
“Then, he raped Jamie Ralston, his sixth victim that we know off. Fifth girl in North Grant that we know of.”
“Goddamn it! Get to the point. What the fuck does it all have to do with the Baker case?” Drazin didn’t have time for Watson’s bullshit.
“Okay, Drazin. Remember when we put out a notice for all states and counties on the case and we got nothing?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, last night we got some results on the jacket the rapist gave Kelly, and we connected it to another rape case. The jacket was bought by… Stanley Baker, Dawn’s husband!”
Felder was shocked. “What? Why haven’t you told me that right away?” Felder felt the blood going to his head. He should have been briefed about it first, before anyone else, even before Drazin! “It’s my case, Lee!”
“Shut up about it, kid. It’s not important. My point is, gentlemen, that we did not look in the right place. Our rapist is a rapist of opportunity. If he can’t get young girls, he’ll get older women. He stole Dawn’s Jacket months ago, and three nights ago he gave it to Kelly Sabantini. I compared semen from Dawn Baker’s sample to the semen found in the Sabantini girl. It matched.”

Watson stopped his speech for a moment to let his words sink in. Drazin and Felder remained silent. “Eight known rapes, gentlemen. Five in Grant, three in Monroe, all seem to be connected. I’d say we have a pretty good argument for jurisdiction on that case.”
“You connected the Baker case to the Sabantini case. Wonderful. But what makes it connected to the serial rapist in the other county? Even the victims’ descriptions are different.” Drazin said.
"Jason, the last girl, Kelly Sabantini, said he had a wig on. He disguises himself, and does a good job at that. He appeared as a blond named David in his mid thirties when he raped Dawn. He was a 40 year old man named Ted when he raped Kelly. He had two different cars, yet both rape victims had the same semen in them, and I bet if we compare it to the other cases we’ll get positive results."
Felder nodded: "Watson’s got a point, sir. Don’t forget that Dawn Baker was raped on the Road between Monroe County and Grant."
Drazin sighed. "I’ll contact Detective Eisenberg."

Watson left the office, followed by Felder. He felt vigorous. Things were finally going his way. Drazin was on the phone with Eisenberg, the detective in charge of the North Grant rape investigation. Watson will lead the Monroe team.

“Hey, Watson! Watson!”
Lee turned. “What, Felder, what?”
“That was out of line!”
Lee turned around. “What was, ha? Turning you rookie to a secondary in one of the biggest cases we had in this little shithole?”
“Lee, you should have turned to me when you have found the jacket.”
“Fuck you, Felder, you’re just hanging on. You’re a parasite. You wouldn’t have gotten anywhere if it wasn’t for me.”
“Lee, you got this case by accident, okay? It could have been any one of us. And the jacket, we got it because the perp CHOSE to give it to us. You didn’t connect Dawn’s rape to the others. It didn’t match your profile. YOU fucked up.”

Lee breathed in. “Okay, Jake, I apologize. You’re right, I should have let you know about the jacket long before you asked for the DNA test. I’m sorry, you’re not the parasite. I just don’t want this fucking pencil-pushing kike to get publicity due to our hard work.”
Felder was shocked. He didn’t think Watson was an anti-Semite. “Kike? I thought you and Eisenberg got along.”
“I’m not talking about Eisenberg, I’m talking about fucking Drazin. I’m telling you, I should have been born in the good old days when the Irish controlled the force, when there were less people like Drazin. Always pushing that big nose of his where it doesn’t belong, you know what I’m saying?”

Author of this rape story is one of the best writers out there: Gray Blur

My name is Kelly W. this is the story of how my night of fun was turned into my night of endless hell. It was the middle of August and my parents where throwing a party like they often do during the summer. A little info about myself, I am about five feet eight inches tall. I have dark Skin (my Dad is Italian), and My body is athletically defined. My perky breasts are 36c and they tend to gain the attention of whoever is around.

On this particular night I was wearing a pair of skin tight short denim shorts and a tight plain white tee shirt without a bra underneath. Needless to say this allowed all on lookers to see my dark Purple nipples through the thin white material. All eyes male and female were caught starring at my finely tuned 18-year-old body. Well, as the night moved on and people began to make their way home I told everyone goodnight and stumbled upstairs. Little did I know that my little brother and his fellow cohorts were following me. My little brother Sean is 13 years old. He’s sort of a dork. He is tall thin, and not too attractive. Sean’s friends were the ideal dorks with their pocket protectors and dork clubs. They were always around watching my every move and me. Once I even caught Quentin, one of Sean’s friends, whacking off to my picture and a pair of my panties in our upstairs bathroom. I waited till he began shooting his sperm all over my thong before I walked in. He was so embarrassed. I couldn’t stop laughing.

Anyway tonight was his night to get revenge. I was so wasted I almost got sick as I stumbled into my room. I went to my stereo to put in a CD that I could relax to. While I was fumbling my way through my CD case I didn’t notice that Sean and his friends Quentin and Eric had made their way into my room. Only Sean stayed in plan view the other two hid behind my closet door. My closet has slots in it to give it a "shudder"/ "layered" effect. Looking at it now I see that it is the perfect place to watch me get undressed, without being seen that is. When I turned around I was startled to find my dork ass brother standing there with a cup in his hand. He approached me and said, "Kelly you are going to be really hangover tomorrow." I just looked at him and said, "What you care you little shit. Don’t you have to get with your little friends and play chess or something?" He just starred at me. I could tell that he was letting his eyes linger over my breast a little longer than normal. "What do you want Sean? I’m trying to get ready for bed. He pulled out two little white pills and said, " Mom said I should bring you some aspirin, she said it would keep you from being to hangover tomorrow." I just smiled, and took the two little pills out of his hands and slid them into my mouth. I then took a big gulp of his water and sent the pills deep into my body.

Sean asked if he could barrow one of my CD’s, and I agreed so he’d leave me alone. It hit me like a wave what I mean is It didn’t knock me out it just made me really weak and dazed out of my mind. I was in a haze when I saw Sean get up and lock my door. I saw him put a tape in my VCR and turn on my TV. My words only came out soft like a whisper, "what are you doing Sean." Suddenly I could see that the tape was porn Video. I was watching a rape scene with the volume muted. He walked over to my Stereo and turned up the music a little more, than he came and sat next to me on the bed. He looked at me and smiled. "I didn’t think that you would take both pills," he said with a slight giggle. "What do you want Sean?" I repeated. "All I want is a goodnight kiss from my big sister," he said. With that he leaned forward and put on hand on my thigh while he forced his tongue between my lips and into my mouth. Slowly he began to rub his hand up and down my thigh. I tried to fight back but it was of no use. I was just too weak. "You basted, you drugged me you little freak." After laying me on my back he kissed me some more before getting up to grab something hidden beneath my bed it was our video camera. He set it up and hocked it into the TV so he could watch the events he was recording. I could see the picture clearly. I was laid out on my bed with my purple nipples semi-hard and forcing their way through my white tee shirt. I began to cry as I watched him undress exposing his hard penis to me. " I’m your sister, Sean," He just smiled and sat next to me making sure not to block the camera’s view and said, " you’re so sexy you little tease." "Do you even have a clue how many times I hid in your closet jacking off while you were getting dressed or undressed." I must have blown at least a few hundred loads all over your closet door."

Suddenly he reached down and began kissing me against my will again. Laying his body next to me I could feel his hard rod press up against my side. He put his hand on my waste and began moving it up and under the bottom of my shirt. I begged him to stop he just told me to enjoy it. I could tell that he must have hidden a piece of ice in his hand because I could feel the ice water dripping on my skin. Slowly he moved his hands closer and closer to my breast before reaching the base of one of them. He slowly circled it letting the ice make my naked flesh tense up. Then suddenly he made his move he began squeezing my whole breast forcing my large purple nipple to make contact with the ice. He did this to both breast, making the nipple on each hard as rocks. Pulling up my shirt, exposing both breast he began to suck on my nipples. I could do little more than wiggle back and forth as he had his way with my drugged body. I couldn’t believe that my 12-year-old brother was sucking on my tits. Let alone the fact that it was being video taped.

I was so afraid. I mean my little brother had drugged me and was now enjoying sucking on my exposed breast. I sat there begging him to stop. He said, " I’ll stop if you suck me off." I was disgusted at the idea of having a dick let alone my brother’s dick in my mouth, but I knew I didn’t have much of a choice. Suddenly he grabbed me forcing me to get on my knees on the floor. His penis kept pocking me in the face. I just started crying and begging him just to beat off while looking at me, but he would have none of it. He put both hands on either side of my head and began forcing his organ into my mouth. I had never given a blowjob before so, I just sat there while he began sliding his Dick in and out of my mouth. With a quick slap he said, "Suck bitch!" I began sucking his dick as he slowly picked up the pace of his movements. Soon he was fucking my skull with a passion. I kept gagging, as his balls would slap my chin. He was watching the TV making sure that the Camera had a good angle. He stopped all of a sudden and said, " If you swallow my cum I won’t rape you and I’ll keep this between us." What do you say titty girl? I just nodded and accepted my fate. He re-entered my mouth fucking my face with a passion, making sure to keep my long dark hair out of my face so the camera could get the best view in the house. We bent his knees so he could hold my head with one hand and a breast with the other. I could taste the salty pre-cum. Suddenly he blurted out, "I haven’t jacked off all week, I guess you could say I’ve been saving the best for you sis." With his tight balls slapping my chin I knew it wouldn’t be long. I couldn’t stand the thought of his cum in my mouth, and the slapping noise of his balls hitting against my chin was sort of loud. He kept his pumps steady, but making them deeper till his tight ball sack was resting on my chin. He then began to groan; I knew what was to happen next. Moving both hands onto my head he forced me all the way down on his prick before shooting his warm spurts of cum in my mouth. His cum tasted so nasty I thought that I was going to get sick but I feared what would happen if I did. He just held my head in place as load after load coated the inside of my mouth. I began swallowing his warm salty cum. I had no other Choice. He held my head there till his dick went limp. He then helped me up and pulled my shirt back down throwing me on the bed. We’re going to do that more often slut he said as he slid his boxers over his limp dick. I was lost in tears as I though about what he had just done to me. It was on video I couldn’t tell anyone or he would surly show his friends the tape, and maybe he would even rape me next time. I just couldn’t get the feeling of his load being shot in my mouth out of my mind. The taste of his cum was overpowering. Little did I know it was about to get even worse.

After that the drugs her had given me really kicked in. There I was barley awake lying on my bed with my nipples pressing through my shirt. I couldn’t really move and all I could do was fight back my attackers like a 3-year-old child. Suddenly out of the closet Eric and Quentin appears. Quentin quickly says, "Is she out." Sean looks at him and says, "Don’t worry she can’t do a thing to fight back." Quentin is fat pimple covered little kid. He is about a year younger than Sean is, so I had though that his recent obsession with my panties and jacking off were just the new things for him to do, as he rolled into puberty. Eric and Sean began going through my dresser drawers looking for any sexy clothes that I could put on to please them. Meanwhile Quentin had taken his place on the bed next to me. He just sat there looking at my helpless body. Then he bent down and lifted the neckline of my shirt so he could see down it. He asked Sean if it was all right if he had some fun with Sean and me quickly said yes. For the sake of adventure Sean and Eric decided to go down stairs and see if any of the remaining quest where worth drugging and raping. So they left the room.

Quentin quickly stood up over my body and began to take off his clothes. For an 11-year-old, His penis was huge. Easily 8 inches in length and 2 1/2 inches wide. He quickly began undoing my shorts I tried to fight back but I was too weak to make any real progress, on the other hand the fact that he back handed me didn’t hurt his suppression of my resistance. After removing my shorts there I was my athletic dark body helpless, with nothing but a transparent tee shirt and a purple thong on. He laid down next to me and began kissing my mid-drift. He slowly worked his way up my shirt till he finally just took it off. Leaving my breast freely exposed. He then started sucking and squeezing the hell out of my breast. If he wasn’t sucking on my nipple he was pulling on it to keep it hard. He rested his head on my chest sucking one of my breasts while his free hand worked its way down my mid-drift and into the front of my thong. He began working his finger in an out of my slit. He suddenly got up and yanked down my thong leaving me naked. I have a very thin line of pubic hair above my pussy. He seemed to love it. Being 11, fat, and ugly, but yet he had this helpless attractive 18-year-old girl drugged and helpless. He picked his pants up of the floor and pulled some KY out one of the pockets. I tried to close my legs but that fat son of a bitch wouldn’t let me. After covering his dick with the KY he positioned himself between my legs. He wouldn’t let me even try to look away. He would say, " oh no you don’t Kelly look at me, do it bitch." Slowly he forced his unit into my virgin hole. At first he was sliding it in me with slow, but steady pumps, but after my pussy had accommodated for his whole organ he began pumping into me hard. I arched my back in pain. Taking advantage of this he began sucking the shit out of both my dark purple nipples. Once he found his humping rhythm he put his mouth near my ear and said, "Your such a little fuck teases Kelly, always showing off your big tits. Well, look now bitch," he said as her turned my head towards the TV, which showed his you fat disgusting body on top of me fucking away. I couldn’t believe that my first time was going to be with an 11-year-old boy. He kept saying, "damn Kelly you’re so tight, just like I knew you would be. Then he asked if I was on the pill I said, "No, please pull out. I can’t get knocked up by a kid." Well, this must have pissed him off because he began pumping my young cunt hard. "I’m going to knock you up you stupid little tease." The room was filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping as his tight ball sack kept hitting in-between my legs. He said, "Consider this pay back for the last time I was trying to get off." With that he started groaning and holding on to my waist with both hands, forcing himself as deep as he could. Then with one last great pump I felt his warm seed flow into me. He just kept pumping me, and forcing making me look at him. He sat on me till is dick went total limp and popped out of my tight slit. He gave me a kiss as I felt his cum both inside of running and me down my inner thighs. "You’ve got one tight cunt there, Kelly. Forcing me to look at the TV screen he said looks like I may have to call on you again some time. I was crying. I couldn’t help but think how he had probably knocked me up and how everyone would laugh when they found out he was my first. He left my thong off but put one of my Silk teddies on my naked body. Spanking my ass he got hard again so he moved me to where just my knees where on the floor, he spread my legs and put himself up my cum covered cunt. I just grunted while he pumped away, making my ass bounce with each pump. It wasn’t long till he came in me again. He helped me get on the bed as he rewind the tape so he could see himself in action before the others returned. He made me watch too.

I just couldn’t believe that he had pumped me full of his cum twice both times felt like a gallon. I kept praying for this all to end.

It must have been a few hours before I woke up when I did I found that I still drugged and unable to moved. My clothes had been changed though. I was wearing a Light blue nightgown and that nearly covers my thong-covered ass. My dad was lying on the bed next to me. I was still too weak to move, but I whispered for him to wake up. It was no use he had obviously been drugged as well. Out of the corner of my eye I sea Sean and Eric approach. They were carrying knives in their hands. Were they going to kill us? I began to panic as they approached. Suddenly Eric stopped in front of my dad’s fallen body and he began to unzip my dad’s pants. I watched as he striped my dad from the waste down. Then much to my surprise he picked up my dad’s limp dick and began sucking it. I was in shock as I watched my dad get blown be this zit faced 12 year old dork. I watched as my dad’s dick showed little response to being sucked off. Suddenly Eric garbed me and pulled be over to my father’s limp dick. He said, "Suck bitch" I knew that I had no if any other choice so I opened my mouth and placed his limp dick in it. I began sucking away. Eric kept his hand on the base of my dad’s cock stroking it up and down, keeping it in rhythm with my bobbing head. Much to my disgust I felt my fathers’ penis growing in my mouth. I was in shock. He started letting out grunts and begging me to stop. He said, " Kelly please stop I’m going to cum." I just cried while his warm tight ball sack began to show that it was going to explode. Suddenly he yelps, and screamed, "ohhhh GOD, swallow it Kelly, please!!!" Splashes among splashes of cum hit my mouth as my dad groaned in pleasure. I swallowed what I could, only to look over to my right and Sean being blown by my Mom. He looked at me and smiled before coating her throat with is thick warm milky fluid. When he was done he throw her to the floor where his friends striped her and began pumping her with their cocks. I watch as she tried to keep each from cumming in her, but she would always fail to stop them from rapping her. It wasn’t long before I fell back asleep and was lost to the world.

The next time I woke up my grandfather and one of his golfing buddies were standing over me. I was now wearing my panties with the strings on each side so they could be easily undone along with a white thin bra with the thin straps. I was lying on my back, and they were both undressing. Slowly I tried to move away and off the bed. Ed the older of the two quickly moved around my bed to grab hold of me. It was then that I looked over and saw my dad being fucked by a girl who couldn’t have been more than 15 years old. Another younger girl sat on his face forcing him to eat her out. I could also see couple of black kids taking turns fucking my mom’s ass and cunt while she had her mouth stuffed with some homeless looking guy’s dick.

Ed laid down on the bed next to me. He said, "Why don’t you give this old cock a good sucking. He grabbed the back of my head and forced it down his stinky old limp dick, till my chin was forced against his old ball sack and my face barred in his grey pubic hare. Slowly he pumped my face while I went up and down on his old prick. His dick tasted like an old pair of socks. It began to grow thick and long. He then began to let his hands go under my bra so he could give my big tits a squeeze. He was pinching my nipples, but I didn’t care I was to busy thanking God that he didn’t have his hands on my head. There was NO way that I was going to swallow his load. I had been thankful too soon. Having forced one of my tits out of my bra he placed one hand on my head. The other worked its way into the backside of my panties where he began fingering my ass-whole. By this point I knew it wouldn’t be long by the tightness in his old grey haired ball sack. He began saying, "Suck that old thing little girl, yeah that’s right slut." Removing his hand from my ass he put both hands on my head. I knew then that I was in for some trouble. "Oh Kelly, hey little girl, suck it, let me go deep in your throat." I couldn’t believe I was about to let this 70-year-old man cum in my mouth. Suddenly he began jerking and shaking. "I haven’t gotten off in years, Oh yeah… Here it cums, Swallow it baby." With that I closed my eyes while he continued pumping my face. His first shot was Thick and warm, the second load had even more cum. I was still swallowing the first two loads when the third load erupted in my mouth forcing his cum to pass out my mouth and down my chin. His dick quickly went limp as he forced me to sallow the remainder of his load and then lick up the mess I had made. I was beyond humbled; I was sickened and disturb by what this old man had done to me.

My Granddad undid my bra without me really noticing and Ed held me down sucking on my tits while my Grand dad began pulling the strings on my panties, quickly undoing them. He then started licking my ass whole and cunt out just enough to get me wet before Forcing my muscular legs apart. He moved his old bodying on top of me. Ed moved away so he could enjoy the show. My granddad’s dick was hard and long, and I could feel it slowly enter me as he said, " I’m going to teach you a lesson Kelly, you shouldn’t dress like that. Look what you are making me do." With that he bent down and sucked on my now fully erect dark nipples. Out of nowhere he slammed his dick all the way up me. I was caught off guard, which caused me to let out a yelp as my tight slit tried to accommodate his love staff. Me began pumping me hard as shit making my tits bounce up and down as our bodies slapped together. Between the taste of Ed’s cum in my mouth and the idea of my granddad’s dick inside of me I almost got sick. Granddad just keep pumping away squeezing my tits and sucking my nipples as he raped his 18 year old grand daughter. He said, " I didn’t think a girl like you would be this tight. If you only knew how many times I would sit in your closet with your brother, making him suck me off while I watched you get dressed." I was in disbelief, my brother had been giving my grandfather head while the watched my nude body get dressed. I bet he and my brother had been thinking about doing this to me for a long time. He just kept forcing himself up my tight closely shaved slit. I begged him not to cum in me, but he just told me to shut up. His thrust became even harder. He rested his head next to my ear as he rode me. He keeps saying, " oh yeah Kelly, I love your tan breast with their dark nipples; especially when they are bouncing up and down. Kelly you are sooo tight, I’m going to cum in you baby girl." NO!!! I screamed, as he plugged his dick deep in me letting his lava like cum flow out of his cock. I could feel it running down my leg as he just stayed on top of me moving his hips in circles as if he was milking his dick in me.

When he was done he pulled out and the Homeless man took his place after flipping me over so he could do me from behind, by this point I didn’t even really fight back. He easily entered my cum socked cunt. Since I was on my stomach I had my head forced to the side while fucked me making me. With one hand on the back of my head and the other on my waste his deep hard strokes forced my muscular ass to bounce with his hard invading pumps. He keeps saying words in some languish that I hadn’t herd before, it sounded middle eastern. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Eric sucking on my dad’s dick, which was still hard from the girl who had been ridding it. He was really driving my dad’s dick deep into his throat. You could tell he had wanted this for a long time. My dad’s face and begs for Eric let me know that he was close to cumming. He let out a load groan and I watched as Eric slowed down, his head was beginning to let my dad’s cock relax and unload its cum freely into Eric’s mouth. Eric’s face showed that he was happy as all hell that he had made my dad cum. I watched ass he finished swallowing my dad’s cum. After he had swallowed my dad’s load. Eric forced my dad on his knees and ordered dad to suck him off or Eric said he would kill my mom and me. Everyone was watching as my dad opened his mouth and took the most intense skull fucking I had ever seen or imagined. Eric held my dad’s chin against his ball sack as the baster’s cum shot into his mouth. Dad just closed his tear filled eyes and swallowed every last drop of the river of cum that Eric had given him. After back handing my dad and turning him around Eric began sticking different object up my dad’s ass, pumping them in and out slowly. Eric then told my dad how they were going to do it again sometime soon or the tape would find it’s self at my dad’s work place. I could hear the homeless man on top of me mumble his foreign languish as he began pumping me slower but deeper until he unleashed his cum in my young slit. As soon as he was done I was thrown on the floor and where the two young (maybe 11 or 12 years old) forced to suck both the of their young black kids cocks. Before each one blew their load in my mouth they would pull out and lay me on my back. Forcing me to have eye contact with them as their black rods filled me to the brim with cum. The inter time they were telling me how they loved my "tight young cunt" before exploding in me. After that I passed out. God only knows how many times I was fucked that night. When I woke up there were about 3 or 4 young Mexican boys naked and passed out throughout my room one of them was still on top of my mother who looked as if she was out cold as well. I quickly put-on some clean panties and a plan white tee-shirt and made it out into the hall way before being stopped by my granddad who reminded me about the tape, before ordering me to give him head while he watched his copy off it. I had no choice so I went down on him while he watched the nightlong rape of his granddaughter.

Sometimes at parties Sean will make me blow him while his friends watch. I also can’t tell you how many times have been raped by Sean, or one of his young corky friends. They often jump me from behind in my or at parties and gang rape me. For a while Sean would enter my room in the mornings after I had finished getting dressed for school, Just to rape me. He would flip up my skirt and pull down my panties, lubes up his dick and mount me (most of the time) from behind. He would then pump away at my cunt for a short time before blowing his load deep within me. After which he would then pull up my panties and tell me thanks. Sometimes when my dad gets drunk he’ll hit or slap me and then force me to do things to/with him that a daughter should do with her father. God I can’t wait till this ends.

Author of this rape story is neo

"Damn it!"

Annie Speer crumpled the small piece of pink paper and angrily tossed it across
the room in the general direction of the waste paper basket. The tall blonde
woman glared as it fell short and bounced along the worn carpet of the staff
room. A quick glance at the clock hung on the wall confirmed her fears: it was
just about 8:00 pm. Her shift should have been done almost an hour ago. She’d
just finished washing up and was supposed to be meeting some friends at a club.
Unfortunately, she had made the mistake of checking the bulletin board one last
time before leaving. The pink slip, requesting – no, ordering – her to stop by
Hanson’s office was pinned up in an obvious position. She couldn’t even pretend
not to have seen it.

Damn the man.

Damn him to hell!

Ever since he had taken over as Director of Operations at the Bakersville Public
Zoo, Hanson had been making her life a misery. It had been apparent from the
beginning – from that first awful staff meeting where he had practically drooled
all over her – that he would be trouble for her.

Her fears had quickly became a reality, as she had been forced to reject his
advances again and again. When it finally became obvious that she wouldn’t go
out with him, the bastard had taken it upon himself to assign to her the most
odious tasks.

And so, despite the fact that she had seniority over several of the other
Keepers, it was her who got called at all hours of the night in response to
every little problem. It was her who got "requests" to stay on late friday
nights to deal with whatever the Director wanted her to deal with. It was her
who…

Annie sighed. She loosened her clenched fists, letting the anger seep out of
her. No point in going ballistic over it. It was best just to see what the
asshole wanted; with luck, she could deal with it quickly and still meet her
friends at the club. If not, well… that was the job.

Ruefully, Annie examined her reflection in the full length mirror attached to
back of the staff room door.
Just over thirty, she looked a good deal younger than her years, with her
stylishly short blonde hair and slim, almost boyish body. Feeling slightly
foolish, she ran a hand through her hair, pushing back a stray lock, and
straightened her yellow blouse.

One of the reasons she had been looking forward to going out tonight was that
Amanda had promised to fix her up with a promising male friend. It had been too
long – nearly four months since she had broken up with that creep Andy – and she
found herself missing the companionship.

Among other things.

Sighing, she opened the door, walked out of the staff room and down the hall
towards Hanson’s office. Maybe, just maybe, this wouldn’t be too painful…

*****

"The drains?"

Jerome Hanson looked smug, sitting back behind his large desk with an arrogant
smile on his fat, pink face. He brought up a hand to push his glasses back up on
his nose before repeating himself:

"Oh my, yes. According to Vickers, they’re backed up something terrible.
Something terrible. And it’s supposed to rain tonight, don’t you know. Yes…"
He sniffed. "…rain."

"But…" Annie fought in vain to find some way to express her anger at having
this job thrust on her in this manner. There must be someone else who could…

"And with the waterfall in the gorilla exhibit, proper drainage is all the more
important," he continued complacently, ignoring her incoherent sputtering. "All
the more important. You know that; the overflow can make such a mess. Such a
mess."

Annie sighed and fell silent. No use wasting her breath with this jerk. He’d
made up his mind. Besides, he might even be right. The gorilla exhibit featured
a large "jungle waterfall" in the centre of the cage. If the drains were
blocked, the overflow from the water feed could cause a huge mess, maybe even
flooding the cage and the interior enclosure.

Maybe, she thought to herself, just maybe this isn’t some stupid game he’s
playing; maybe he really does care about…

"Of course," Hanson continued, a smirk appearing on his pink, pudgy face, "if
cleaning out the drains doesn’t appeal to you, particularly, I can think of some
other more… pleasant way to pass the time."

Annie stiffened and felt herself turning red with anger. "I don’t think so, *Mr*
Hanson," she growled, her voice trembling. "I think I’d rather spend the night
in the gorilla cage cleaning drains than go out with you." The smirk disappeared
from his features as Hanson’s face went blank. "In fact, I’m certain of it."

Annie smiled and turned to go. "The gorillas," she lobbed back over her shoulder
as she left his office, "are better company." Hanson might have said something,
but she never heard it as the door slammed shut behind her.

Shaking with anger, she stomped down the short hallway and back into the staff
room. That was it, she decided. She’d had enough. Sitting down at a table, she
picked up a pen and paper and scribbled out a hurried letter of resignation.
That would end matters; she’d throw it in his face and let him clean his own
fucking drains! She’d…

As quickly as the anger had overcome her, it seeped away. Miserable, she stared
down at the letter, and at her name signed at the bottom with her usual
flourish.

She couldn’t do it; the job was all she cared about, really. And Hanson knew
that. That was the maddening thing; the bastard was well aware that she wouldn’t
quit. No matter how much she hated him.

Sighing, Annie got to her feet and walked over to her locker. She placed the
letter on the top shelf. Then, with a final despairing look at herself in the
mirror – at herself dressed up for a night on the town – she began changing into
her overalls. Cleaning drains was messy work.

*****

The roar of the exhibit waterfall all but drowned out the sound of Annie’s loud
cursing to anyone more than a few feet away from her angry mouth.

Even inside the closed off section of the Gorilla cage – the entire area
consisted of a large outside section where the visitors to the zoo actually
viewed the gorillas (the cage) and an enclosed room which was entered by a small
opening just beside the waterfall, where the gorilla’s went at night and when
they wished to escape the constant scrutiny (the enclosure) – the roar of the
waterfall was all but overwhelming.

The air inside the enclosure was kept quite warm and Annie was sweating
profusely as she struggled to move the step-ladder along the concrete wall to
the location of the next plugged drainpipe. As she struggled with the ladder,
she looked over at the gorilla who sat watching her. It was Kagu, the largest of
the two males that made up the family unit included in this particular exhibit.

His broad, flattened nose wrinkled as his black eyes followed her actions
closely. For a moment, Annie almost expected him to offer assistance, but he
just let out a quiet grunt and scrambled away on his short legs and long,
muscular heavy-knuckled hands and began climbing the twisted structure of
ladders, poles, platforms and rope that covered most of the ape’s enclosure.

"Thanks for nothing, you lazy bastard," she muttered jokingly, returning her
attention to her work.

Finally, the step-ladder was in position. With one last shake to make sure it
was steady (it wasn’t, really, but steady enough), she climbed almost all the
way to the top and then stretched her hands upward to run a long, thick brush
along the inside of the drain.

It wasn’t easy work, and her precarious perch on top of the ladder made the job
all the more difficult as she was forced to move slowly and carefully to keep
the ladder from falling over. It was a good twenty feet to the floor.

That’s why, when she felt the hand on her ass, she didn’t immediately jump away;
she couldn’t do so without tipping the ladder o ver. She just stiffened in
surprise.

Keeping her hands on the brush to steady herself, Annie slowly turned to see
what was happening. It was Kagu; crouched on a nearby platform. The great ape
had reached over and placed one of his large, hairy hands on her ass.

"Hey," she shouted, her voice sounding quiet and weak under the roar of the
waterfall. "Stop that."
Kagu looked over at her as she yelled at him, a look of… well, she wasn’t
certain what, but he didn’t look friendly. He stopped touching her, but didn’t
move away. Annie felt a moment of indecision; she’d never had trouble with any
of the gorillas before – including Kagu – but something about him frightened her
now.

Something was different; something was wrong.

"Shit."

The ape let out a quiet grunt. Suddenly terrified, the blonde zookeeper let go
of the brush and began to climb down off the ladder.

Almost immediately, she felt something grab the shoulder strap of her overalls.
She twisted her body, trying to break free, but managed only to kick the ladder
over. She got a glimpse of what was holding her as she twisted around. It was
Kagu again. This time, he had grabbed hold of the fabric of her overalls and was
effortlessly holding her dangling in the air off the edge of the platform as the
ladder crashed to the ground.

Annie immediately stopped struggling, not wanting to fall. She just dangled
there as steadily as possible, panting with fear, trying desperately to avoid
doing anything which might startle the gorilla or cause him to drop her.

He held her there for a few moments and then slowly drew her up until her face
was level with his. He still held her out over the edge of the platform, so she
remained limp and unresisting. "Please," she whispered, as if he could hear or
understand her. "Please."

Kagu didn’t react to her pleas. He did, however, reach out his other hand and
clutch at one of her breasts through the overalls.

"Nooooo!" Annie let out a loud scream, reaching up to push his hand away from
her breast.

Kagu reacted by baring his teeth and letting out a growl. His grip shifted and
Annie dropped an inch or two before the slack was taken up. Immediately, she
stopped struggling and dropped her hands to her sides, staring fearfully at the
gorilla’s face. What was happening? She’d never heard of one of the primates
acting in this manner.

Satisfied with her compliance, the mountain gorilla turned his attention back to
her breasts. His hand moved from one to the other, touching… squeezing…
fondling… kneading… He seemed endlessly fascinated, playing with the
zookeeper’s breasts like they were toys.

After a while, he tore away the front of the overalls. Annie started to fall as
the shoulder strap slid free, but the gorilla quickly shifted his grip so that
he was holding her around the back of her neck. The grip was painful, but firm.
It kept her from falling.

Once again she didn’t dare struggle, frightened that he might drop her. And so
she hung there, limp and docile, tears running down her face to mingle with
trickles of sweat, while Kagu used his free hand to finish tearing the overalls
away from her slender body.

In moments, she was stripped down to her tee-shirt and panties (she hadn’t fully
dressed herself beneath the work clothes, hoping to change quickly in time to
meet her friends afterwards), dangling half naked over the edge of the platform.

Once again, the great ape seemed fascinated by her breasts as they rose and fell
beneath the tee shirt, jiggling with the panicked rhythm of her breathing.

With a puzzled look on his face, he pushed and poked at them, watching them
shift under the thin fabric of her tee-shirt. This game continued for a few
minutes until Kagu took a handful of fabric and ripped the shirt from her body.
Annie stifled a scream as her bra was exposed to the gorilla’s eyes. Delighted
with his success, Kagu continued his game with her breasts, pushing and
poking…

Then he tried to pull the bra away. Unlike the tee-shirt, however, the elastic
of the bra resisted his attempts at removal; it stretched but did not tear. The
gorilla pulled at it for a few moment and then began to get angry, baring his
teeth and jerking the front of the bra in a clumsy and futile attempt to remove
it.

Whimpering with fear, terrified that he might completely lose his temper, Annie
reached up and undid it for him with trembling fingers.

The terrified zookeeper whispered soothing words as she slipped the bra off her
shoulders and, putting her hands underneath her small, firm breasts, offered
them up to the great ape.
Kagu calmed down and immediately fell to playing with them again. Sniffling,
Annie dropped her hands and again hung as still as she could, hoping he would
eventually get tired of playing with her and pull her onto the platform.

After playing with her breasts for another few minutes, the great ape did pull
her towards the platform. Annie sighed, trembling with relief as her feet found
support, but her hope was short lived. Kagu immediately pulled her into his
chest with his powerful arms and squeezed her to him, evidently enjoying the
feel of her breasts pushing up against his fur.

Annie let out a muffled scream and flailed uselessly with her hands, but the
gorilla ignored her struggling. After a while, she gave up and went limp again.
It was no use fighting it; perhaps if she just relaxed, he would lose interest.

Eventually, the great ape took hold of her shoulders and held her up and away
from him. He lifted her so that her breasts were eye level and just stared.

Annie, angry and frustrated at being held and manipulated like a toy, considered
kicking him in the groin, but decided that it would be more prudent not to anger
him.

Great apes were normally very gentle, almost never attacking people, but they
were fiercely strong; and there were stories… And Kagu was already acting
strangely enough that Annie, despite her experience at the zoo, had no way of
predicting what he would do next. No way of telling…

Still holding her in the air, the great ape leaned forward and took one of her
nipples in his mouth.

"Oh no," Annie whimpered, trembling with shock. "Please… no." She was afraid
that he might bite down, but instead he just mouthed it gently with his thick,
wet lips.

The blonde zookeeper squirmed in his grip, but was unable to break free as he
mouthed first one breast and then the other. And then… unable to help herself,
Annie let out a quiet gasp as a thrill of pleasure emanated out from her nipple.

Despite the horror of what was happening to her, despite her fear and disgust,
the ape’s lips were starting to have an effect on her nipples. It had been
months since she had been with a man, and the abstinence served to make her
susceptible to such stimulation.

Tears ran down her face as she shivered in shame and disgust, but she could feel
herself beginning to get moist between her legs. She couldn’t help it…

As if sensing her arousal, Kagu gently lowered her to her feet and, still
keeping one large hand tightly on her shoulder, reached down between her legs.
She tried to close her legs and turn away, but the gorilla stuck his hand
between her thighs and rubbed his coarse fingers along the outside of her pussy.

"Mmmm…"

Annie moaned in lust as Kagu rotated his thumb upwards from his wrist and
slipped it deep inside her pussy. It brushed up against her clit…

"Ohhh…"

The feelings of arousal were growing, and Annie felt her fear slowly slip away.
The great ape no longer seemed quite so menacing; and the feel of his fat thumb
in her pussy, sliding… rubbing… almost unconsciously, she bent and then
straightened her long, tanned legs, riding her hungry, sopping pussy up and down
on the great ape’s thumb. Up and down…

Kagu let go of her shoulder and went back to playing with her naked breasts
while she fucked herself on his thumb.

"Oh, yessss…"

The slender blonde glistened with lust and sweat as she slowly worked herself
into a frenzy of arousal. The warm, wet air of the enclosure – intended to
replicate as closely as possible the tropical environs of the great apes -
enveloped her in a soft cocoon, reflecting back onto her skin the warmth
emanating from her trembling body while she slowly rode up and down, up and
down… enjoying the feel of the ape’s thumb inside her sopping pussy.

Eyes closed, pink tongue flicking out from between her parted lips, she brought
her hands up to cup and fondle her naked, slippery, hard-nippled breasts. She
was getting closer… closer… closer…

"Ahhhhck… Ahhhck…"

Annie’s eyes shot open as Kagu pulled his hands away from her breasts and pussy
and let out a terrible cry.

Lust forgotten, the blonde woman stumbled backwards, half turned and tried to
dart away. But the great ape was too quick for her. One long arm shot out,
encircled her waist and pulled her, kicking and screaming, into the centre of
the platform.

She hit at his forearms with her fists, but the great ape just ignored her
blows. With a growl, he threw her face down onto the platform. The zookeeper
scrambled to her hands and knees and tried to scamper away.

Once again, however, Kagu was too quick for her. She felt his body come down on
top of her’s, and only his long arms, knuckles bent on the platform, kept his
weight from crushing her entirely.
As it was, she was pinned beneath him, barely able to keep on her hands and
knees.

With a thrill of horror, she felt the gorilla humping his groin against her ass.

"Nooo…"

Tears ran down her face as she tried to extricate herself from underneath his
crushing weight, but it was no use. She couldn’t squeeze out from under him.

Despite his control, however, the ape was having no success in inserting his
long, hard cock into her spread pussy. He began to get frustrated as he
frantically humped his groin back and forth behind her.

He let out a loud growl, and the terrified woman felt his hot breath and the
warm trickle of his saliva on her neck as the great ape tightened his grip on
her shoulders. Already, it felt like she was being crushed. She had to…

She had no choice.

Her naked, sweat-soaked body trembled with disgust, but her fear overrode her
abhorrence. Reaching down with one trembling hand, she took hold of his massive
cock and, almost retching with shame and nausea, she guided it straight into her
waiting pussy.

Immediately, Kagu stopped growling and let out a grunt of pleasure.
He began to pump his cock in and out of her, penetrating a little deeper with
each hard thrust. Fortunately, her pussy was already sopping wet from the ape’s
previous attentions, and there was little pain.

Groaning, the woman dropped her hand back down to the platform and braced
herself on all fours, trying not to collapse as the gorilla vigorously fucked
her from behind. To her utter revulsion, she found herself – her body – actually
responding to him, once again becoming aroused. It disgusted her, but she
couldn’t help herself.

Letting out a quiet moan of humiliation, the blonde woman gave in and started to
hump her ass back against the gorilla’s cock, letting out quiet little grunts
every time he drove himself deeper and deeper inside her. The pair moved faster
and faster as her lust slowly built up until it suffused her body. All fear and
pain forgotten, she felt herself building towards an orgasm, riding higher and
higher on the ape’s prick until…

"Ahhh…"

They came together, the great ape letting out a loud howl of triumph and the
blonde woman crying and shaking as a thunderous orgasm rolled through her
bruised and aching body. Tears of pleasure mixed with tears of shame as she
bucked and twisted underneath her bestial lover, pussy spasming on his rapidly
deflating cock.

His lust satisfied, Kagu quickly lost interest in her. With a quiet grunt, he
pulled his cock out of her twitching pussy and moved swiftly away. Annie groaned
and crawled to the ladder which connected the platform to the ground. Arousal
gone, she felt nothing but disgust and shame as the ape’s cum slowly leaked out
of her pussy while she climbed down.

She’d just reached the ground when she felt another hairy arm reach around
behind her waist. Letting out a scream, she caught a quick glimpse of Momo, the
other adult male in the enclosure, before she was thrown up against one of the
horizontal bars at the base of the structure.

It slammed into her stomach, knocking the breath out of her as she fell half
over it. She lay there, gasping for air as she felt a pair of large hands grab
her waist and hold her down across the bar while another cock, smaller than
Kagu’s, but still quite large, pushed against her ass.

Grunting, the blonde woman twisted and squirmed over the bar, her legs kicking
wildly behind her, but was unable to straighten up as the ape tried to insert
his cock. She’d just managed to draw in a breath when Momo finally succeeded,
but not…

"NOOOOOO!!!"
Instead of her pussy, however, he drove his cock straight up her ass. She’d
never been fucked that way before, and the pain was terrible. The blonde woman
bucked and heaved on the bar, tossing her head and screaming in panic, as the
ape slowly inserted more and more of his cock up her asshole. Finally, the pain
grew too great, and the world went mercifully black…

Darkness… then the far away roaring of the falls… and then pain. Pain in her
pussy and asshole; a deep ache that promised more as she approached full
consciousness. Then her back. It felt as though it had been rubbed with
sandpaper until it was raw, burning and itching… Her stomach too was bruised,
but that pain faded into insignificance as consciousness brought home to her the
intensity of the pain between her thighs.

Her green eyes, when she finally opened them, were full of tears. She was lying
on her back, still in the gorilla enclosure, still naked.
With a groan, she propped herself up on her elbows and looked around. None of
the gorillas were anywhere near her, although she noticed that Kagu was staring
menacingly downward from his perch on top of the platform. The others gorillas
were scattered around the enclosure, sleeping.

Time, she decided, to get the hell out of there.

She rolled over and started to crawl slowly away, hoping to avoid attracting the
apes’ attention. She got about two yards before she was caught up by something
around her ankle. Something cold and hard. Puzzled, she turned her head and
looked back.

There, wrapped tightly around her ankle and locked on, was a chain. Her eyes
traced the metal links as they ran from her imprisoned ankle along the ground of
the enclosure up to one of the thick, metal bars that formed the base of the
platform structure. The chain was wrapped around one of those bars and locked.

"What the fuck…"

"Do you like it?" came a voice from behind her, almost yelling to be heard over
the falls. "It’s not particularly elegant – oh my, not elegant at all – but
it’ll do I think."

The blonde woman turned to see Jerome Hanson smiling down at her from a few
yards away.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?" she yelled, slowly gathering her
courage. She got to her feet and, almost as an afterthought, crossed her arms
over her exposed breasts. "Are you nuts?"

"Not a bit of it," the man laughed. "Oh, my no. I just happened to wander in
while you and Kagu were having… were ‘going at it’, so to speak. Yes, I
believe that’s right. Quite a sight. You two lovebirds seemed to be having so
much fun…" Annie felt herself turning bright red. "…that I thought you
should spend some time together."

Annie stared at him, her mouth open. "You *are* c-crazy," she stammered. "You
can’t keep me here. People will look for me; someone has to tend the enclosure
and take care of the apes."

Hanson smirked. "Don’t you remember? You resigned. When the staff come in
tomorrow, they’ll find your locker empty and your resignation up on the board."
"But…"

"And as for maintenance, well, I don’t really have enough money in the budget to
take on any new staff at this time. Absolutely not. So I’ll have to take that
duty on myself. Of course, you’ll still be the one ‘taking care’ of the apes, I
expect."

Annie looked stunned for a moment, staring blankly, and then: "You bastard!" she
cried, lunging at him. A look of panic crossed his pink face, but the chain
caught her ankle pulled her up short and she fell backwards onto the ground.

"Now now," the man taunted, breathing heavily. "No need to get violent. No need
whatsoever. It won’t be so bad." He gestured around the enclosure. "You’ll have
plenty to eat, although you may become a little sick of fruit and raw vegetables
after a while. Your chain gives you the freedom of almost the entire room, and
your furry friends… well, I’m sure they’ll be more than happy to keep you
entertained. More than happy."

"Nooo…" The blonde woman was crying now, crouched on her hands and knees in
front of him. "Please, Jerome… don’t d-do this…"

"Well…"

"I’m sorry for what I said earlier," she told him. "P-please don’t…"

"Well, maybe if you…"

"What?"

"Maybe if you were to…"

"What?" Annie looked up, hope on her face.

"Suck my cock. If I may put it plainly."

She let out a sigh, deflated. "Oh god…"

"It’s up to you," he told her.

The blonde woman, still crouching, looked around the enclosure for a moment,
then looked down at the chain on her ankle, and then back up at her tormentor.
There were tears in her eyes. And a look of resignation.

"Alright," she croaked, "I’ll do it."

"Nicely, mind you."

He stepped forward.

And so Annie, her long, slender fingers trembling with loathing as she undid his
zipper and slid his fat, damp prick from his pants, did it nicely.

Drawing upon every ounce of skill and experience she possessed, she gave this
man she hated the best blowjob of his life. Holding the repulsive organ
delicately in her fingers, she flicked and slid her tongue along the outside of
his cock, bringing it fully to life before engulfing it in her warm, wet mouth
and hungrily bobbing her face up and down on it.

She sucked and slurped at the cock as hard as she could, until it began to
twitch and spasm in her mouth; and then she opened her throat to accept it
deeper and deeper until, finally, her nose was buried in his sweaty crotch hair.

When he finally came, she drank his cum down like it was the finest wine, even
licking the last drops off the tip of his cock and smacking her lips. And, when
she finally pulled her face away from his cock, Jerome Hanson leaned down, and
whispered in her ear: "That *was* nice. And a good thing too; if I have my way,
that’ll be the last human cock you ever touch."

"Wha…" She pulled her face away from his hands.

"I don’t imagine such skill will be necessary to satisfy your new masters."

"Nooo…" She let out a scream, grabbing at him as he danced out of reach.

"Not a bit of it. I expect they will have more… shall I say, basic needs."

"You…"

"See you tomorrow," he laughed, moving towards the door "At feeding time."
Hanson ignored her cries and insults. As he turned for one last look, he saw
that Kagu had climbed down from his position on the platform and was approaching
the screaming woman.

She must have sensed his approach, because she stopped yelling and turned just
as he came up to her; the blonde woman tried to scramble away from the menacing
gorilla, but was once again caught up short by her chain.

Hanson watched in fascination, as the massive, black-haired mountain gorilla,
Kagu forced his former keeper to her hands and knees and jammed his cock into
her from behind. Annie’s mouth opened in a scream of horror, but even here,
inside the enclosure, it was drowned out by the falls.

No danger of anyone hearing. No danger of anyone interrupting.

Ever.

Smiling to himself, Hanson stepped outside and closed the door behind himself.
Pocketing the only set of keys, he walked away, whistling.

Author is Parker