Nightmare (invitation only)

Voice from the darkness:

He watches and waits.. and takes a cane from the wall behind him at the same time.

When she's gotten the waistband of her panties far enough down the firm inverted heart shaped globes of her ass that he can see the cleft between the tight cheeks he says, "Stop. Let me look at the sexy heart shaped ass that I'll be enjoying, that I'll fuck and more."

As she stands stock still, two steps brings him to the edge of the circle of light below her feet so he could look at her pussy lips and ass at the same time. The tip of the cane reaches out and it's tip invades cleft of her ass and pushes down on the waistband slowly, slowly forcing her panties lower and lower until they're nearly down to the bottom of her ass cheeks and the cane's smooth cool surface has caressed her cleft most intimately on it's way down to here her panties are now.

Then he uses the tip of the cane to caress and lightly prod her ass cheeks one at a time as he says, "MMMmm, I thought it'd look that good and I was damned sure right my little slut bitch.
"I'm realllllllly gonna enjoy your ass and I'll bet it'll look great with the marks I'll give it it's soooo creamy, soooo smooth.
"Now turn around and go ahead and finish what I told you to do you sexy assed little slut bitch." And he steps back into the darkness again.
 
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Jenny:

“Stop - Let me look at the sexy heart shaped ass that I'll be enjoying, that I'll fuck and more!”

I stand perfectly still, my thumbs still hooked into the sides of my briefs, my shoulders bent as I lean slightly forward, my pants had just commenced their final journey, one which would render me naked and at his mercy – was this really a reprieve then?

Confused, I dare not hope – please let this be the end of it. Some wicked prank that has come to an end – I’ll forgive, I will. My eyes dart back in their sockets, trying to glimpse something behind - anything that will tell me what is going on as my ears strain like sonar…

Something nudges at the top of my briefs. I hear a sound and realise it is a faint wail, that it is escaping my own throat. I dare not pull away, knowing there would be serious repercussions if I did.

It’s a cane, a stick of some sort, pressing down on the waistband of my underwear, following the groove that is the parting of my buttocks and dragging my underwear downwards. Slowly, so painfully slowly he uncovers my behind.

Helplessly I endure his filthy comments and raspy breathing while he probes the parting of my cheeks with his stick. I can sense him staring at my semi-exposed buttocks, feasting his eyes and relishing whatever perverted thoughts occupy his mind. His cane pokes my bottom as he continues to taunt me.

“Now turn around and go ahead and finish what I told you to do you sexy assed little slut bitch.”

It is time. He wants me naked, to look at me and gloat over my nudity, how vulnerable to him I am. I screw my eyes shut tightly, rallying myself for what I am about to do. Reluctantly I turn myself around to where I assume him to be hiding in the shadows. I am totally nude, apart from the thinnest of cloth that conceals my most intimate place, and in just a few seconds that mystery of me will be a secret to him no more.

Once more my thumbs hook into the waistband of my underwear. A hot flush rises up from my chest to wash across my face. My stomach does several flip-flops as my briefs turn inside out and travel down my thighs. I keep my legs pressed firmly together, crossing my knees before me as I raise first one foot and then the other to retrieve my briefs.

He will get little satisfaction from those, I think to myself, flinging them out into the shadows. He might be hot and excited, but not me, I’m as dry as a bone. I clasp my hands together in front of me. It’s not much of a defence, but it is all that’s left for I am totally naked before him…
 
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From the darkness:

"The whip flicks out and the braided leather taps the top of a breast then slithers down it, over the fear hardened nipple and to the floor before it's jerked into the darkness again.

"Is that how I told you to stand? Hands behind your neck and now turn around and face away from me again slut.
"Spread your legs as wide apart as ya can then bend over so's I can see your face framed by your legs, your tits, pussy, cunt and asshole all at one time.
"Now slut, or else," and the whip slithers out into the light then back into the darkness again, "next time it won't be a gentle caress you'll feel from it."
 
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Resentfully I unclasp my hands. He can see me now, the thin transparent plume of hairs hide nothing from him and I know the front crease of me is on view. I raise my hands, inter-locking my fingers behind my neck, feeling my chest expand and my breasts standing up clearly.

This brief moment though in reality quick in passing for I did not linger while making such a display of myself, seemed an age to me, but I quickly turned away from him and just as quick realised that what I now faced was infinitely worse...

Every fibre of my being is rebelling against this, repulsed by his demands, but self preservation gives me no choice. Grudgingly I shuffle my feet apart as I unclasp my hands. My heart has set up such a hammering that I feel sure it must burst right from my chest. I bend slowly, feeling my hamstrings tighten, then my buttocks growing taut and my cheeks separating and opening. Worse still, as I hinge at the waist, I feel my sex pushing back towards him and the hungry eyes I feel sure he is feasting upon me...
 
The voice from the darkness:

"Now isn't that a lewd sight for horny eyes.
"What a great ass you have, but I already said that didn't I? Well I can't wait to feel those cheeks in my hands and look at how tightly pucked your asshole is. Ever been buttfucked, I'd bet not slut, but you will be I promise you.
"Mmmmm a nice tight looking cunt too? Have sex much slut? I hope not, want it to be as tight as it looks when I fuck it.
"I usually shave the slut bitches I bring here to play with, but in your case I think just a trim will do so I can feel and play with that soft looking pussy hair, and pull on it too.
"You should see your tits as they hang down when you're like that. Bet you could pull on 'em and lick and suck your own nipples if you tried hard enough. Ever tried that bitch?
"Now you just stay that way for me. I think it's about time I felt what's now mine... you... for a bit to see if you feel as good as you look."

And he walks into the light toward where she stands lewdly on display like a whore showing off her 'wares' dirtily, nastily to a customer, she can see the very obvious bluge in the crotch of his pants and watches as the cane joins the whip emptying a hand.
His eyes move from her ass, to pussy/cunt to tits to her face and back to her ass and pussy again as he grows closer.

Finally his hand reaches toward her crotch and his fingers lightly slide over and ruffle the soft downy blonde curls lightly covering her full pussy lips and he sighs/moans at the feeling.

"Like that slut?
"I do."
 
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Jenny:

I see him step into my circle of light through veiled eyelashes, he’s upside down as he approaches me. God only knows what kind of spectacle I must be presenting of myself, all the same he evidently likes it judging by the bulge in the front of his trousers. All his talk about what he is going to do to me is frightening, yet in some ways I just wish he would do it, get it out of his system and over with.

His feet stop several inches from my head. He touches me and a thousand tiny shock waves erupt from my sex. My knees begin to buckle, pulling away from him…
 
Without hesitation as she tries to move away his hand cups her pussy lips and his hand clenches them, very hard, and it twists as he pulls her back into position and pulls up so she can't collapse either.

"Were you told to move? Hell no.
"You were told to stand still and not to move.
"You've just gotten your first punishment slut," he growls.

"Now, if I let go will you hold still or should I see if I can pick you up by the pussy lips bitch?"
 
Jenny:

I screech, pulling away from him and finding myself caught. The pain is unbelievable as he hauls me back by my sex, my eyes watering as I cry out with pain.

I regain my balance and spread my legs wide for him, holding the position, my naked rump raised up for him, offering myself and praying the pain will end…
 
Still holding, gripping and twisting two pussy lips, "Now before you dared to move I asked you a question.
"Answer it slut. Now." And his hand twists a bit more for emphasis, painful emphasis.
 
Jenny:

I knew the question he was referring to, he asked it when he first touched me and made my knees buckle.

"Noo!" I sobbed loudly.
 
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The intensely painful grip loosens, "Oh really slut? Then why did you react like that? Why did your knees begin to collapse and push your pussy into my hand like that?" And a finger begins to slide up and down her clit from her cunt to her clit as he waits for her replies.
 
Jenny:

I squirmed beneath his touch, not knowing what to say or do...
"Reflex!" I blurted out. "You surprised me..."

My vaginal lips are on fire, a blaze of pain from where he as brutally twisted my flesh.
 
When the fingertip reaches the top of her slit it circles around and around her clit rubbing the insides of her lips as it does.

When it's at the bottom of her slit it circles the mouth of her pussy again and again before sliding up to circle her clit once more and the circuit continues as he ask, "How many times ya been fucked slut and where.
"Lie to me and you can start screaming for me.
"Tell me all about the first one and the last time too slut bitch."
 
Jenny:

“I’ve had maybe half-a-dozen boyfriends!” I exclaim. Sweat is forming on my brow. My legs are screaming out for release. “Sex on average three times a week!” The blood is pounding in my ears from being bent doubled over. “Which involved my pussy, and…” I hated to say this, but knew I would never get away with denying it… “…orally.”

His attention is distracting, causing my speech to be erratic and disjointed. “The first time was in a barn, after we’d been swimming… it hurt. Last time was over a month ago, after my boyfriend and I split up…”
 
"Well little slut if you'd been getting screwed about three times a week and it's been a month since you're last one I guess you've missed twelve fuckings and ought to have an great big itch building up in your fuck hole that needs scratching. How horny are you slut?
"You're with me now slut not your straight laced pals so you can talk like a slut, hell you will talk like a slut for me at all times.
"You'll say you cunt was fucked or pussy and you'll say you sucked cock or are a cocksucker, like you just admitted to being.
"That's good too slut bitch 'cause I like my cock sucked. I like feeling soft lips on my cock and the suction making it harder. I like feeling a slut's tounge moving on my hard meat as she fucks me with her mouth and maybe her throat too.
"Ever take it down your throat slut?
"If not you will. You'll feel my stiff cock stretching your throat and filling it just like I'll fill your other two fuck holes, your cunt and ass, and you'll swallow when my cock's in your throat to squeeze it and stroke it just like you'll squeeze my prick when it's fucking one of your other holes. If you don't I can make you scream until you do so remember that slut."

He stops talking for a few minutes and just continues using his finger to circle a now very hard clit, one that's sticking out of it's hood and is brushed now and then by the finger. He keeps sliding up and down a slit that's growing wetter and wetter so he can circle around the fuck hole making her wet, her drooling cunt and now he's even moving back a bit further to spread the slick wetness around the tight little virgin asshole and onto it as it's teased and tapped on, rubbed before he begins the circuit once again.

His finger's suddenly buried into the wet opening to it's last knuckle and begins stroking in and out as it moves to rub all of the walls and across that special spot inside, the g-spot, as he asks, "Like it slut?
"Like how my finger feels in your cunt as it fucks it?
"It's making you hotter, hornier isn't it little fucktoy slut?"

And you both can hear the wet sucking sound as her cunt is fingerfucked as he waits for her answers to all of his questions.
 
Jenny:

My legs are quivering with the stress of the position. Worse still is the betrayal of my body, I can feel my own wetness as he teases me.

Answer his questions; I mustn’t give him an excuse to hurt me again. I try to concentrate, what was it, how horny am I – not a lot but I’m getting there! Lord I can’t tell him that!
“I don’t feel very horny and I’ve never had it down my throat.”

My reflex is to stand bolt up right and pull away from him when his finger touches my anus. I physically jump, I can’t help myself, as he taps my anus. Teasing me, he forces me to jump several times in quick succession by beating a gentle rhythm there. And then his finger is gone, continue its circuit of my sex.

Every muscle tightens, my whole being goes rigid when he suddenly thrusts his finger deep inside my vagina. This is unbearable, I can’t take much more of this, I can feel that warm glowing sensation building in the pit of my belly.
“Like how my finger feels in your cunt as it fucks it?
“It's making you hotter, hornier isn't it little fucktoy slut?”


“Yes.” I whimper, admitting defeat. “Yes.” …you bastard, my mind adds…
 
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The hand with the cane and whip grabs a handful of her hair and he pulls her upright with his finger still stirring and rubbing in her cunt and his hand now cupping the firm ass he'd admired so vocally when she'd displayed it to him.

"Very good slut. You're doing well and avoid unnecessary pain," he says. "Now undress me and take your time doing it. I want to feel your tits on me as you do slut, and those big stiff nipples too of course.
"I've seen all of you. Now it's your turn to see me and what'll be fucking you and cumming and on all of you my slutty little fucktoy."
 
I turn around, easing his finger out of me as I face him. I cannot bring myself to look into his face such is my shame. Nervously I pull his tee shirt out of his trousers and up his chest, making sure I brush my breasts against him. This is a guy who works out, I note to myself as I catch sight of his six-pack. I have to walk around him to pull the back of his shirt up and as I walk, I note his head turning to follow me.

After I had freed the back of his shirt, he pulled it over his head and tossed it aside and stood waiting for me. My heart is racing, I kneel down before him and untie his boot laces. He lifts one foot at a time for me to pull his boots and his socks off.

Oh my God – just his trousers to go, and I can see this huge bulge pressing against the front. I stand up, a shiver runs down my spine as his big hand reaches behind me and cups my buttock. I unfasten his trouser front and pull the front apart so the zip slides down without any help from me.

At any other time such a sight might have looked hilarious as his manhood presses outward against his shorts. I quickly avert my gaze and step around him once more. From here I can slip his trousers down and carefully maneuver his shorts down his hard muscular buttocks. He obligingly steps out of them and I catch a glimpse of his testicles as I kneel behind him to retrieve his clothes.

I step back in front of him, stealing a quick peek at his pulsing manhood before I am back in front of him. I stand, nervously facing him, ignoring his erection pointing directly at me…
 
"Look at it slut. You made it hard and soon enough you'll be very familar with how it looks, feels, tastes and feels fucking all of your slut's fuck hole, every single one of them.
"Look at it and why not feel it too. Hold and squeeze my cock as you rub those tits and nipples on me at the same time.
"As you do tell me what you're feeling and where... fucktoy slut," he says as he wipes the finger wet from her cunt on her lips and under her nose.

"Sniff slut. Smell your hot, wet cunt juices," he says as he sucks on the finger and grins at her.
 
“Look at it slut. You made it hard and soon enough you'll be very familiar with how it looks, feels, tastes and feels fucking all of your slut fuck holes, every single one of them.

The language this man uses is debase and appalling. I turn my head down and look at his throbbing erection – my stomach goes hollow just looking at it and knowing that it will soon be pushing inside me…

“Look at it and why not feel it too. Hold and squeeze my cock as you rub those tits and nipples on me at the same time.

My fingers curl around him - my heart racing madly, surly I will have a heart attack soon and this madness will end? I step toward him, turning my head aside, away from him as I push my chest forward so my breasts make contact with his bare skin. His penis is pulsating in my fingers while my breasts rub lightly across his skin…

“As you do tell me what you're feeling and where... fucktoy slut,”
“My breasts feel kind of tingly…” I murmur awkwardly feeling a hot flush sweep across my face once more. His hand presses against the front of me, probing with his finger, forcing my legs open as he pushes into me. Suddenly he is pressing that same finger to my lips, under my nose.
“Sniff slut. Smell your hot, wet cunt juices.”

I sniff, pulling my head away from his finger as I smell myself. He laughs cruelly, and taking my chin in his hand, he turns my face up to his. Then, in an exaggerated display he pushes the moist finger into his mouth and sucks noisily on it.

His finger withdraws from his mouth and he grins down into my face. Overcome by pure impulse, I suddenly throw my arms around his big neck and pull his face down to mine. My lips find his and I close my eyes, pressing my lips to his as my knee runs up his hairy thigh to rest beneath his big balls. Were he not so tall I would have trapped his erection between my thighs.

The sudden compulsion takes me as much by surprise as it does him. I feel him tense, and then relax, realising that I offer no threat…
 
He's very surprised indeed by her suddenly pulling his head down for a hard kiss as her leg rises to press on and slide back and forth on his balls. None of the others had ever done that. Maybe this slut is just that and as cock hungry as he's been telling her she is.

His hands move to her ass and, still kissing her back as hard as she's kissing him, his hands cup her ass and she's pulled agains him then lifted off the floor.

His cock is trapped between them and her belly is slowly dragged up its length until the head's between her legs. The kiss is broken just long enough for him to say, "Put it where it belongs slut." And his lips crush hers and his tongue invades her mouth.
 
Jenny:

“No!” I whisper in his ear, “not like this, properly – on the floor.”
 
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