bondageMasterRed
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tags: rape, bobdage, torture, young, school, humilition, degration MM/f
Emma’s parents forbade her, on the grounds of their religion, and on the grounds of tradition, ever to be able to do anything social. For the last eleven years, she attended a tiny catholic school in the suburbs. She was not allowed to attend slumber parties, or even be out after dark unless she was working, and would have to go home immediately if the group joined with any guys. Her father always knew when she was hanging out with boys, and the two times she tried, her father would be waiting for her at the door with his belt in hand. Emma was working the closeing shift one night and she had just got the last customer out by 9:30 the building was empty. She went around the building locking the doors, then went about the tedious task of cleaning and setting up for the next shift. She finished at about 11 o'clock. The parking lot was dark and the store sat on a rural highway that rarely sees traffic in the off hours. The store itself was just a convince store/small gas station and it didnt stay open 24/7. She walked around the back and went to try one of the doors that wasn't accessible by the public. Without warning, A man grabbed her from behind by the back of the neck and shoved her hard up against the door. He had a knife to her throat. He pressed the full weight of his body against her, pinning her between him and the door. She was terrified! "Don't fucking move cunt" , he said in a whisper. "No Please!!! Listen, I..." He tightened his grip and pressed the knife harder against her throat. It was enough to cause a small trickle of blood. "I said Don't move, that means keep your mouth shut! Make me say it again and you die right now!" Emma was flushed pale white and had started to cry. The man slowly pulled her away from the door and into a small acre of trees behind the store. Emma briefly glanced around to see if there was anyone to see or help. There wasn't. It was pitch black amounst the trees as he pulled her deeper and depper into the forest. He pressed the knife into her already bleeding neck. "You run you die, understand?" She nodded Her voice was broken as she tried to talk through the tears but nothing could be heard or understood. Slightly and he released his grip, as they made there way to a small clearing that was illuminated by the full moon in the sky. Emma looked at the man who was standing a few feet away from her with the knife in his hand. She was startled when she saw another man walking up behind him. It was the first time she realized that there was more than one of them. For a second she froze, unable to move. Suddenly she made a run for it. If she made it, she could run through the dark forest to the nearest road and possible safety. She might have made it too, but for the fallen trees and roots all over the ground. As she bolted through the trees her foot got snaged on something, her feet immediately went out from under her and she landed on her chest with a thud. It was her last mistake. A man was right behind her and grabbed her with one hand by the arm yanking her to her feet. He smacked her hard across the side of her face, then spun her around and pushed her face onto a fallen log with her arm twisted behind her. He motioned with his other hand to other guy who stepped in and placed a black gym bag on the ground beside them. Emma was pleading with them. She was scared to death and truly felt she was pleading for her life. The two men ignored her as the one holding her dug through the bag with his free hand and retrieved a role of packing tape. It was the clear strong kind that they use for shipping packages. He brought her arms down behind her back and wrapped layer after layer around her wrists, binding them together. He then spun her around to face him with his body uncomfortably pressed up against her forcing her into a tree thats now behind her. "Ok, listen to me cunt. This is how it's going to be. You do what we say and you might live through this. Fuck with us again or try to run, and you'll never see any one again. Got that whore?" When she hesitated in thought, the man slapped her hard again. Really hard! The tears started again. "Yes, i will do what ever just dont hurt me please!!!" Emma responded. She was crying hysterically and had tears running down her face. She was going over and over this in her mind, trying to figure out what exactly was going on. The man peeled another strip of tape from the role and placed this one over her mouth. For the first time he turned his attention to her body and started to slowly run the knife down her cheek to her neck. He paused briefly, then continued down toward her breasts. He played with each nipple through her tight top with the edge of the knife, running the point of the blade over them gently and enjoying the involuntary response. As the man ran the blade acoss Emma's skin the other one found her purse and dumped the contents on the ground. Among the contents were her wallet, keys, coins, makeup and an assortment of odds and ends. There were also two tampons. He dug through the wallet and retrieved the bills, counting them quickly. "80 dollars! THAT'S IT? Damn would have thought a spoled brat like you would have more money" Emma just stood scared for her life. The man just shoved the money into his pocket. The man with the knife suddenly put his free hand around her neck and
grabbed the top of her shirt with one hand and ripped it off in one violent maneuver. Emma's eyes widened and the tears started flowing again. He then turned her again so that she was facing away from him. He pushed her through the forest till he found a log that was waist hight and quickly lifted her by the waist. She was bent over the log with just her skirt on and her legs dangling in the air. Emma's eyes went wide as panic gave way to terror. The two men looked at each other and nodded once over the head of the squirming girl between them. She squealed in protest but could not fight the strong men as the man infront of her clamped a hand down over the back of her neck to hold her in place. The boy behind her yanked her skirt roughly up to her waist, exposing her cotton panties, white with a print of tiny roses on them. Emma screamed again but the sound was muffled by the tape. She squirmed uselessly in their strong grip as the man who pulled her skirt up placed his hand squarely on her bottom, caressing and squeezing the firm flesh. The other man quickly moved in and put a hand on her back to hold her in position while the man with the knife quickly cut through her panties and tossed them away. Just that quickly Emma's ass was shown to the world, and hot, bitter tears of shame streamed down her red cheeks as she howled, still unable to form any disticnt words of protest thanks to her gag. Then the man began to spank her. He held back nothing, but brought the flat of his hand down on her bare bottom with all the power he possessed in his muscular arm. The swats echoed through the trees. Emma's cries grew into shrieks of pain as the hand came down on her again and again. To her it seemed to go on forever. Her ass burned with pain. Then it stopped unexpectedly, and the girl quivered sobbing with pain and shame, as her tears spattering the dirt below her face. There was little fight left in her, she just wanted to run away. "Hey look! Her cunt is bald!" He girnd as his buddy nodded in approval. "See you are a slut, only dirty little whore who expect to get fucked shave their cunt" The men admired her ass, which was being presented so nicely as she was bent over the log. One man started to explore her ass opening with a finger moveing it lower until he was at her bright pink inner flesh that had blossomed out from underneath the outer labia, moist and inviting. "Jesus, so young and already a slut. Look at how wet the whore is from a spanking!" one man said and they All laughed loudly. The man emphasized her shame by putting his large hand between her legs and spreading her pussy lips with his fingers. As he slipped two fingers along the hot folds they instantly became slick with her juice. Emma, helpless to do anything to stop it, could only shake her head and cry as she was molested, feeling the fat fingers exploring into her most intimate places as the men forced her legs further apart. She'd never felt more dirty in her life. The man touching her pussy teased at the entrance to her tight cunt, threatening to slip a finger inside her, but never actually did it. Emma was shaking her head violently, sobbing. Meanwhile the other man was pushing her bra up over her budding young breasts. Bent over the log as she was, Emma's tits still very firm hung in the air. Her nipples were pink and hard as little rocks, the aureolas swollen and puffy as the man in front of her pinched them firmly. The man touching her pussy began to focus on little Emma's clit, feeling the hard nub under his index finger. He stimulated it with firm little circles, then drew his fingers in long, slow strokes up and down the length of her wet slit. "You fucking little cunt," he told her with a grin. "You love this. You're gonna cum any minute now, but you sit there and pretend you don't like it!" Emma, shook her head in denial, even as her slender hips arched upward under the man's touch, as if begging for more, increasing the pressure of his fingers against her pussy. She shuddered, sobbing, wincing as as the other man twisted her nipples. Yet she spread her legs wider, as she lost herself further and further to the sensations the men were forcing upon her. Her squeals by now were inspired at least as much by desire as by protest. Unexpectedly to her, she felt an explosion of desire erupt within her. Her back arched high, her hips rolling, jerking up and down against the man's hand as he clutched her sex tightly, the cum juices flowing between his fingers as she suffered an unwanted, orgasm. Emma slowly came down off her climax, her body damp and weak, chest heaving as she gasped desperately for air. Her pretty eyes were closed, as tears continued to stream from her eyes. She felt her degradation was complete. She couldn't make sense of what they had just done to her, and how she had responded. The hands on her relaxed their grip, but with out warning the man behind her shoved a finger into her anus. She screamed through her tape gag as the pussy jucied wet finger penetrated her. The other man pulled out luberican from the bag and handed it to his buddy. With that he spread a generous amount of the lotion on his hand and immediately rammed two fingers up Emma's teen ass. She screamed again as this brought new life into her and wriggled violently to try to escape. She was able to land a foot on one of the mens legs as she pushed hard forcing herself over the log and onto the ground with a thud. The man who had been playing with her tits grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. As he held her the other man punched her in the stomach causing her to drop to one knee on the floor. He then smacked her face knocking her backward then finished with a kick to her side while she was on the floor. She couldn't move and just lie there in pain. The men picked her up and walked out the small clearing with the moon light. They dropped her in the middle of the clearing. She was on her stomach, hands bound behind her back. she rolled limply on the dirt at there feet, quivering and sobbing lightly, while the men grinned down at each other. Suddenly one of the men smacked her on the ass and said, "Hey cunt! Put your ass in the air, get up on your
knees!" She complied. He roughly stuck both thumbs into her pussy and pulled her lips apart wide exposing much of her inner pink. "I think we got us a virgin cunt look how tight this whore is! ,I bet your one of those girls who gets off on rape, thats why you shave your cunt you want to be raped hard!" When Emma didn't respond to the comment, he took a stick from the ground next to him and smacked her ass hard enough the stick broke in two. She couldn't see it because she was face down with her butt in the air, with the first shot she screamed through her gag and dropped back onto her stomach. She had a giant welt across her ass that would be there for weeks to come. She was crying again. A man grabbed her hair and pulled her so that her whole neck and head were off the ground. He had already undressed and was rock hard waiting for his chance. Once he pulled her to her feet he then ripped the tape from her mouth Emma wanted to run away and hide, but there was no place to go. These evil men had her traped abd she knew full well they were going to rape her! What do you think, cunt?" leered the man behind her. "You want to get fucked by us? You sure look like you want to get fucked, showing your hot little slut body to us like that!" "N-no...no please. Please don't rape me!" she sobbed. "Don't you like us" jeered the man in front of her. "You think we're ugly or something? We're not good enough for a horny little bitch like you? You're too good for us, is that it?" There was genuine menace in his voice, and Emma trembled. "N-no!" she protested quickly, thinking fast to find an answer that wouldn't make them angry. "I...I just...I've never....never done anything like that! Please don't make me! I'm not a...not like that...I'm a good girl." "Well," said the man behind, drawing out the word. "Maybe you could convince us not to fuck your tight little cunt." He grinned. He could see her visibly shrink every time he used the word. "You have any experience sucking cock?" Emma shook her head violently, but before she could utter a verbal response, He continued. "Well here's the deal. Suck each of us off, right now, and we won't fuck you. It's your loss, but if you're gonna be a tease and show off like this, you gotta give us something. You can take our cocks in your mouth or your cunt. Which is it gonna be?" Emma continued to writhe as she stood in front of these evil men, desperate to find an answer to the impossible choice she was given. She'd never even seen a cock before, and here were two guys looking at her naked, and demanding sex with her. She hesitated with her answer. "If you don't decide quick, we'll decide for you," said they said together. "And personally I'm really liking the look of that twat of yours." the man behind her added. "I'll suck!" The words almost exploded from Emma before she even knew what she was saying. Tears spilling on to the ground. "I'll suck," she repeated. "Just please don't rape me." The men grinned at each other and Tony hauled her to her feet again. "Good girl," he said. "Now, let's make this more interesting. If this really is your first time, we want it to be special!" He takes out a length of rope from the black bag tieing it to her taped hands and threading it between her legs. They laughed at the girl, standing helpless with her wrists bound, and the coarse rope pulled between her legs, the other end in in one of the men's firm grasp. With a short chuckle he pulled the rope tight, and Emma squealed as she felt it pull into her tender pussy, burying itself into her slit until it was completely hidden. "Come on, little whore!" shouted the man with the rope. "Time to have us some fun!" Yanking harshly on the rope, the man pulled Emma along, the girl trotting behind them, ashamed and tormented by their laughter as she was led along by the obscene leash. They forced her to make walk through the dark forest. Every now and then she would trip and fall which just dug the rope harder in her pussy, chafing her tender pink pussy flesh as she struggled to get back up, tears blurring her eyes. "Now, get on your knees and suck cock," The man holding the rope growled. "Me first." The naked little girl sobbed, sinking slowly and carefully to her knees, hissing softly as the man still kept the rope tight in her hurting pussy. She looked up at the two men expecting then to do something. It dawned on Emma what they were waiting for, and feeling more humiliated than ever she crawled forward on her knees until she was directly in front of the man. She leaned forward, sobbing even more heavily now as she opened her soft lips, she could smell the musky aroma of him. Suppressing a shudder of revulsion, Emma opened her mouth and as lightly as she could touched her lips to the head of the cock, feeling a little nauseated. Suddenly he thrusted his hips forward and forced his hard cock into the Emma's mouth. She choked briefly, afraid she would be sick, trembling on her knees and still wincing occasionally as the other man had taken the rope and amused himself by tugging at the rope that was wdge between the slit her virgin pussy. The warm flesh in her mouth seemed alive, pulsing, and she tried to focus on just putting an end to this horrible ordeal. Emma didn't really know what to do. The thought of touching it with her tongue was disgusting, but she couldn't avoid it. She tightened her lips around it and sucked on the shaft, the point of her tongue rubbing along the underside. The man she was sucking just put his hand on her head and forced her back and forth, slowly fucking her mouth, the head banging agains the back of her throat. Already her jaws ached. His cock was large, and it hurt to keep her jaws so wide for so long. But there was nothing she could do she felt his cock throb as she licked it, so she did it some more. It throbbed harder when she licked around the head, so in desperation she did that as well. "Ohhhh fuck yeah!" he groaned , thrusting his hips harder against the girl's soft lips. "This bitch is gonna make me cum hard! She sucks like shit, but there's something about her that makes me wanna blow!" Emma's face burned with shame as she listened to them laugh at her, talking about her like some cheap whore. She gagged hard as the man forced her head further down on his hard cock, shoving it into her throat, or trying to. She choked and coughed, but he only shoved his cock into her aching mouth again. Then she felt it...a swelling at first, then throbbing in the vein underneath the shaft, and then the hot creamy liquid exploded into her mouth, he was holding her head by the hair. She squealed in panic as she choked on it, some of the nasty stuff forced down her throat, and she struggled hard not to vomit. More of the boy's cum spilled out past her lips and drooled hotly down her chin. "Fuck yeah!" he growled, pumping his hips hard against her face as he came. "Fuck she's got a tight mouth! Suck it bitch! Suck my cum!" Emma struggled hopelessly as the hot cum filled her mouth, and reflexively swallowed a good deal of the horrid stuff. Trembling and utterly defeated, her brain shaking with every hard thrust of his his cock, she couldn't keep track of all the sensations being heaped upon her at once, until finally she felt herself released, and she collapsed to the floor in a quivering heap of sweating girl flesh. She cried and sobbed loudly, scarcely believing the horror she'd just been through, but quickly she felt a hand in her hair and she was yanked roughly back to her knees as she screamed out again. Another hard cock was thrust into her open mouth. The other mans hands were on either side of her face and the cock was sliding in and out of her tight lips. "Fuck you're right! This bitch has a great mouth. Once she learns to use it she'll be really fantastic. She's a born cocksucker." The man who had already cumed in her mouth walked up behind her, He pulled the rope out from between her legs and started to rub her clit very gently. Emma had a hard time adjusteing herself the man's rhythm, she couldn't really breath and strings of drool flowed out of her mouth. Her body betrayed her as she began to respond to the clit massage as her pussy moisten. The man behind her kept a running monologue going the whole time. "You like this don't you, you little cunt? I can feel you getting wet. You must love the taste of cock whore. I bet you love pain and being raped. Your a freak. A kinky little cunt." Emma was responding to the cock in her mouth and the rubbing of her pussy her hips started moveing very very lightly pressing back on his hands. He didnt notice but Emma quickly realized what she was doing. Emma moaned around the cock in her mouth and squirmed to try to get away from the hand between her legs, but all she did was cause new waves of excitement to rush through her. Worse, the two men laughed more and threw out new humiliating comments. "Look how much she loves it! Grind on on his hand you slut! Shove your hot cunt down on his fingers like its a cock" The man rubbing her pussy snaked his free hand around her to her breast, tweaking her nipple, hard and puffy. Her eyes squinted shut, feeling hot pain mixed with the pleasure between her legs as the hand further irritated the rope-burned sex-flesh of her pussy. Her overwhelmed brain whirled with confusion, unable to take in everything that was happening to her. Dimly she became aware that she was still grinding her hips, pressing down against the hand that drove her pussy crazy, while fingers pulled on her nipple, causing pain and horrible pleasure all at once. Then the cock in her mouth seemed to jump, beating against her throat, Emma feeling revulsion and humiliation unmatched by anything she could imagine. Then her own body begain to explode in an eruption of erotic passion again. She bounced up and down wildly as she climaxed, wantonly and openly. Her fluids poured over the hand at her crotch. "Look at how hot that cunt is!" It was the man rubbing her pussy and pinching her nipple said. "Bitch, you can talk all you want to about what a good girl you are, but you just proved that what you're good at is being a slut! Your cunt can't get enough! Look how fast you came! Ain't no good to protest, whore. Everybody can see how much you want it!" Emma could barely think, spluttering and coughing as the cock was moved in and out of her mouth. "You like having your mouth fucked don't you, you little slut! You want me to rape you dont you cunt to take away your virginity?" He kept talking as he rubbed her clit When she didn't answer, (though I never figured out how she could with a cock shoved down her throat), he grabbed her by one leg and pulled her up off the log and smacked her viciously on the ass cheek. As he yellef "I said...WANT ME TO RAPE YOU, YOU WANT BIG THICK COCK DEEP IN YOUR CUNT DONT YOU WHORE?". His partner let his cock slip from her mouth for just a moment and she whimpered. "Yes". The man whos cock she was sucking grabbed her head and shoved his cock back into her mouth. Emma felt something slimy beginning to rub up and down her pussy and ass. He was behind her rubbing his cock that he covered in luberciant over her pussy and ass. "Look at that slut your sloppy cunt has me all greased up, this should be pretty easy," He said, and laughing again as he pushed forward. He quickly slammed into her the sensation of having her pussy filled so suddenly was more than she could take in all at once. There was, first and foremost, the blinding pain of having her cherry ripped apart. Then the swollen, bloated tightness she felt deep inside her body from his cock buried within her. Finally the incredible warmth, almost heat, that his hard shaft radiated. He began fucking her pussy as hard and fast as he could. She arched her back to try to slide away from it but all that did was push her face harder onto the other man's cock. He took this que to drive his cock as far down her throat as he could and hold it there while she frantically kept trying to swallow to avoid her gag reflex. The muscles of her throat massaged him like a milking machine and he soon spilled his sperm deep in her. It filled her mouth as he started to stroke in and out again after the initial burst. She could feel the jism that ran down her her chin as it overflowed from her mouth. The man behind her was fucking her with very long hard strokes and Emma couldnt take it she lost herself in an orgasm. The man continued to degrade her when she started to respond to his thrusts. "That's it cunt. Cum all over your rapist cock. You are nothing but a dirty fuck pig. you love this don't you? Tell me how much you love it. Beg me to rape you more you fucking pig. Beg me to fill you with cum, to plant myseed deep inside you". With her mouth now free, Emma started to respond "Yes. rape me harder. fuck me, hurt me fucking use me. Yes your right im a dirty slut thats cumming all over your hard cock!" With a final powerful thrust the man emptied his balls deep inside of her. She could feel the warmth of his sperm as it unloaded. She had her own powerful orgasm at the same time that he did. He didn't withdraw right away, but lay on top of her with his cock still buried in her. The other man was spent and sitting on the ground watching the action. The man with his cock still baried in her cunt was now stroking her hair softly. She was covered in sweat, bruised and battered but enjoying the gentleness and still had that nice blissful feeling from her orgasm. Her pussy would spasm every few seconds as if trying to milk the last bit of cum from his softening cock. Finally he withdrew and stood up. He looked down at Emma who just fell from her knees to the ground. The man who had been watching Walked over to her as Emma begged. "Don't hurt me anymore! Oh please stop hurting me! I promise I'll be good! Please fuck me!" Red-faced at the suddenly pleading she was doing to be raped by the evil men. "Now ain't that a pretty picture!" said the man, openly stroking his cock. "I got a boner watching you be a dirty slut." Emma couldn't stop herself from twisting and and moveing slightly away in protest, but there was no hope for her. He stepped forward, grinning into her tear-streaked face, and pressed his purple cockhead against her warm, moist pussy, his hands gripping her hips tightly. There was no word of warning for the girl. He simply pulled hard on her helpless body, ramming her hips toward him, forcing her to impale herself onto his prick in one swift motion. She threw open her mouth and screeched as loudly as she could, a long extended wail of shock, pain, and pleaser. "Fuck this cunt is tight!" he growled, holding still to savor the sensation. He grinned broadly. "We were right! She is a natural. First night she's ever had a cock in her twat and she's workin' her muscles like you wouldn't believe!" The stretched walls of her aching pussy seemed to undulate around his throbbing dick. The man pushed back on Emma's body, sliding it along his shaft. Then he took two steps back only the head of his prick still inside her. Emma without thinking she pushed forward by her own weight, shoving herself brutally down on his cock again. Both men laughed at this while the young girl burned with humiliation, helpless to stop him as he forced a hard, slathering kiss on her. The her pushed her away and let her push back on his cock again. Emma was forced to push herself back and forth on the horrid cock that raped her mercilessly. It was true that she could feel her pussy working against his shaft, tightening around it and then relaxing again. She thought it was just spontaneous, something happened automatically, but each time his cock was shoved into her she felt a buzz between her legs, growing with every stroke, that seemed more pleasant each time. He just sighed with erotic satisfaction as she humped down onto his prick again. He let her stay there a moment, loving the tightness of her on him. Her hips were squirming, rising and falling as much as she could manage, twisting in small circles. She blushed furiously again, mortified to discover how deeply her body was betraying her. "What a great little whore!" the man watching said. "Shake it bitch! Move that cunt like the slut you are!" The man fucking her reached between their bodies and began to finger the girl's clit. The moment his finger made contact she gasped and jumped, as her pussy tightened around the cock inside her. He fingered her clit with hard, rapid movements, eliciting helpless whimpers of growing passion within her. He just threw back his head and groaned as he felt her cunt contract around his prick. "Oh man, this twat is tight!" he exclaimed, as Emma continued squirming around as much as she was able. Emma burned with humiliation, fully aware of her boyd's urgent writhing and twisting on the cock buried deep within it, yet unable to stop herself. An now familiar need was building within her, a need she could not control and desperately wanted to satisfy, despite the pain and shame that filled her very soul. Emma tossed her head, her hair flinging about her pretty young face, flushed with pain, fear, degradation, and mounting lust. She knew the men could do anything they wanted with her. The man fucking her lowered his hands gripping her hips again, his dark eyes grinning into hers. "Fuck me, you bitch!" he growled, and shoved her away. Instead of letting her push her own body back down the long length of his hard cock, he pulled her back to him with brute force, slamming her against him with a wet smack, the clearest proof to all of them how her desire was building uncontrollably. Emma closed her eyes and moaned as she felt the hot, heavy shaft bury itself within her, the motions so fast it was as if her pussy was being instantly filled and emptied, rather than something sliding in and out of it. He was forcing her body back and forth with tremendous strength, as she groaned with fear and lust. The wet suction sounds coming from her battered pussy strangely heightened her humiliation and desire at the same time, grunting loudly each time her young, aching pussy was filled. She could almost feel herself slipping away under the onslaught she was forced to endure, losing her identity. After so many minutes of of hard fucking, the sudden stillness felt unnatural to her but sowly she realized that all was not still. There was movement; urgent, desperate movement deep inside her. She could feel how stretched her pussy was, how deep the cock penetrated her, and she realized that it was moving, riding up and down, throbbing with need. She felt her cunt clamp down around the shaft again, but this time is was because she had purposefully tried to. There was something burning inside her, a sensation she never could have guessed at until experiencing it herself. The man pulled his hips back, withdrawing his cock from her nearly all the way, and then shoved himself hard back inside her. "Fuck yessssssssss!" he hissed into her ear. At the same moment she felt his cock jump hard inside of her, followed quickly by a flowing warmth that all to quickly became a fiery torrent of liquid pain, shooting deeper into her body and then flowing back toward the entrance, burning her every millimeter of the way. She squealed in pain, shaking her head, protesting weakly as she realized he had come in her, was still coming in her. His prick kept throbbing, as though swelling up to expunge each new flood of his sticky semen. She was grinding her teeth, sensing the rapid approach. The muscles in her taut inner thighs were working wildly, her pussy convulsing around the prick squirting its liquid fire into her. Emma's breathing was hard and labored, deep gasps of strain and exhaustion. She closed her eyes, and there it was again, she trembled in fear, and also in limitless desire. And then, unexpectedly, the man pulled out of her, leaving her empty both mentally and physically. She could still need that orgasume just waiting, but now it was as though it was behind a wall, and could approach no further. Emma cried out with frustration, hot tears streaming down her soft cheeks. "No!" She shook. "Awe does the little slut want to cum again" The man who had been watching her get fucked asked. Before she could even answer he picked up a small branch that had broken from one of the trees, It was about an inch and a half in diameter and about three feet long. With an evil grin he started to rub it up and down her slit. Emma's hip were rising and falling rapidly, thrusting her pussy up into the air onto the stick. She tossed her head wildly, squealing in the throes of her passion. As Emma squirmed in the dirt, tears running down her soft pink cheeks. One of the men was holding out her panties. "I think I'm gonna keep them," he said, rubbing them against his cheek. "To remind me of you and what a hot little slut you are. Come here." Emma blushed with shame and anger, but when she didn't move immediately The other man approached her from behind. Taking a fistful of her hair, he yanked the girl to her feet as she howled in pain. With one powerful arm he held the girl up on her toes, laughing at her attempts to hit him or otherwise free herself. He removes the tape from her wrists. Her joy was short-lived, though. He simply brought her arms round in front of her and fastened them again. Then he ordered her to hold her arms out whilst he secured the tape to the rope between them.
Then, with a sinking heart, Emma watched as the other man begin to pull on the other end. Emma's hands were pulled up, above her head. He went on pulling, stretching her until she was on tiptoe. Then he secured the end of the rope to a sapling. Emna's hands held high above her, precluding any possibility of covering or protecting her nude body. Her breasts were stretched almost oval as her hands were pulled high above her. The man then knelt at Emma's feet and began to wrap rope around her ankle. He tied the rope tightly. Then he took another length of rope and set about tying her other ankle. Emma gazed down between her breasts, her stomach churning as she realized how helpless he was making her. Emma could only watch in horror as the men each took hold of the ropes secured to her ankles and pulled, spreading her legs wide open and pulling her clear of the ground. They tugged hard at the ropes, stretching her thighs apart. When they were satisfied, they tied the ends of the rope to saplings. The men moved a short distance away, where they had a mumbled conversation. The man reached into the bkack bag once more. This time he produced a ball of string. He measured out a long length, then cut it and handed it to his partnear. Then the men approached their helpless captive once more. They began groping Emma's bare breasts, their hands squeezing the soft flesh, rolling her nipples back and forth. Emma's cheeks redden from the effect their ministrations were having on her lovely breasts, the nipples standing proudly from the soft orbs. At once the men stopped toying with her and both began tying loops in the string. Then, to Emma's alarm, they wrapped the loops around her protruding nipples and pulled them tight. Emma's body lurched as the string bit into the tender flesh of her nipples, trapping the balls of pink tissue as the men tightened the loops, making them fast with strong knots. Once this was done, they let the string dangle. "Let's see how they stretch," said one of the men, cruelly. The two men began pulling at the strings, eliciting cries of pain from Emna as they stretched the tender flesh of her breasts, the loops of thread digging in even deeper as the pressure increased. They pulled until
Emma felt sure the flesh must tear, then secured the string to the trunks of trees in front of where she was hanging, stretching her breasts almost
conical and sending stabs of extraordinary pain through her. One of the men crouched down between Emma's legs. He was using his knife to dig a small, round hole in the ground under her. Meanwhile the other man stepped forward until he was standing just in front of Emma. He raised the stick. "You love to be fucked, don't you?" he asked her. Emma didn't answer, simply staring in morbid fascination at the stick. Then he dropped to his knees and began inserting the end of the stick into Emma's cunt. He pressed it deeper, twisting it as he did so. Emma felt the pressure increase until the stick entered her pussy. She was still well lubricated from the lubercaint, her pussy juice, and his semen. As the Stick disappeared inside her she moaned softly, her eyes rolling back. She had been so close before the cock was pulled out. But now, one of the men was working a thick dirty stick up her cunt. Emma led out a whimper as the rough wood chafed against the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. "Please!" she moaned, but to no avail. The man pressed the stick home until it would go no further, filling her with its cold roughness Then he called partnear to help him lift their captive so the end could be dropped into the hole he had dug. Then the boys stood back, rocking with laughter at the sight of Emma. "That stick should keep all my sprem traped deep in your snatch you whore. Hell maybe if your lucky you will be gifted with my baby" he said through the laugh. Emma was devastated. Here she was, totally nude in the open air, her hands trapped above her, her legs spread in a lewd pose of surrender, her breasts in cruel bondage, her open cunt speared by a rough, dirty
pole. "Oh yes!" she said in a loud cry. "God yes! Ooohhh fuck!" She could hold back no longer, fucking back, rocking her hips rapidly, gasping for each breath, and then with a soft squeal of lustful delight she felt her climax take her, washing through her body with the force of a sledgehammer! The tree branch was soaked with her cum but she continued to rapidly fuck herself with the stick. Finally it all subsided and her body relaxed once more. She lay the ground, her chest heaving, her eyes closed. After a few moments, her eyes snapped open again. The Men began to circle her. They had picked up sticks and were poking her naked flesh, probing her anus and jabbing at her buttocks, belly and
breasts. The sticks were thin, whippy sticks and as they walked around the naked girl, they would take swipes at her bare flesh. Crack! The first shot hit the naked flesh of her backside, the pain like a
sudden bee sting on her tender behind. Emma bit her lip to stop herself crying out. Crack! Crack! Crack! The men were laughing as they rained blows down on the young beauty. Crack! Crack! Crack! "Ahhhhh!" Emma let out a scream of pain as one of the whip-like stickes snapped down on the tender flesh of nipple, which was still being streched. Smack! A man brought his hand down hard on Emma's naked ass. Tears of pain and humiliation running down Emna cheeks. Crack! Crack! Crack! The blows fell thick and fast, leaving stinging spots on her legs, thighs tits and backside. Crack! Crack! Crack! "Owwwwwww!" Each time the tip of one of the sticks hit Emma's nipples, armpit, pubic are or any sensative body part there was a
Scream. Crack! Crack! Crack! As Emma tried to squirm away from the whiping, she gave a gasp as the pole thrust
deeper into her vagina. One of the men decided to play with the rope for a while, working her nude body up and down, laughing as her gasps as she was effectively fucked by the
crude device. Crack! Crack! CRACK! "Owwwwwwwww!" The other man kept whipping her with his stick, then he quickly bent down to reach for a broken old tree branch. He swung the branch and with a loud "CRACK" as it broke over her ass adding a secound welt to her soft cheeks. The man with her panties gently lifted her skirt with one hand and rubbed her panties against her wet pussy with the other. Emma shrieked as she felt her pussy groped yet again still filled with that big tree branch, but all her twisting and squirming only caused her more pain as she pulled her hair. "Settle down you little cunt," The other man said, shaking her. "Can't you see he's just trying to be nice and clean you up?" Finally the man pulled his hand away, holding up the girl's soaked panties, and then, with another harsh laugh, rubbed them firmly against Emma's mouth and nose, the moisture coating her lips, the aroma filling her nostrils. She squealed and tried to twist her head away but could not escape. "See what a slutty little cunt you are, bitch?" he laughed. To Emma's relief, the boys began to undo her bonds. First they untied the string that stretched her breasts so tightly from the trees, but left it tied to her swollen nipples. Then they undid her ankle bonds from the saplings on either side. Finally they released the tension in the rope above her head. As Emma descended, she gave a gasp as the pole thrust deeper into her vagina. Then she dropped foward, Her body bounced off the ground and disslogging the branch from hrmer cunt leaving it shiny with her love juices. Emma stood, flexing her muscles, feeling the circulation return to her aching limbs. Her respite was short, though. Already The men were ordering her to lie on her back on the ground. They made her put her arms above her head, then quickly tied the rope that was still tied to her taped wrists to the trunk of the tree. Moments later they were pulling on the ropes that secured her ankles again, stretching her legs wide apart and tying them there. It was a simple bondage, Emma was left lying in the grass, her hands trapped above her head, her legs open and her knees slightly bent. Her cunt was
open and her secretions glistened inside it. They men tugged at the strings attached to her nipples again, stretching and pulling her breasts. Then they knelt between her legs, fingering her cunt, watching as her sex responded to their touch, the muscles contracting as her vibrant young body shook with more unwanted spasms of pleasure. The man then forced the branch back into her, it was scratching her pussy all on the inside. Emma just closed her eyes an cried. "Time we were getting back," one of the men announced, picking up the black bag." The Men began to walk away. Emma cried out in alarm. "Wait! What about me? You can't leave me here like this!" The man walked over to his friend holding the black beg a minute later he returned. Emma had a moment of panic as he leaned down over her. Carefully he used the knife to cut the tape that bound her wrists. Her arms were free for the first time since they had grabed her. She didn't move. He Pulled her up to a sitting position. "CRACK" The sound filled the forest as the other man broke another stick across her upper back leaveing a big red welt over her shoulder blades. Emma didn't hear them leave, but after about 10 minutes she picked herself up from the ground slowly when she touched the tree branch the was wdge in her cunt it sent a shock of pain through her body. She clamps her mouth shut and forced her self to pull the branch out slowly it took her some time to get it out. She then removed the string from her nipples and undid the rope around her ankles. She walked slowly through the tress, it was dark and quiet except for the snap of twigs under her feet. She fiund her car and quickly she opened the door and got into the drivers seat useung the little vanity mirror she cleaned herself as best she could Her hair was a mess from sweat and struggling. Her face was only slightly swollen but there was a big bruise on her right cheek and her lip was bleeding. He ribs hurt terribly from the earlier kick and her pussy was very sore. She had tried to wash somewhat using most handwhipes she kept in the glove box. Her nipples hurt too, but it was minor compared to everything else. It was just after midnight. She is late getting home and knew her father would be mad at her. She turned on her car, she just wanted to go to bed but knew she had to deal with her fauther first. Emma father was the true religious zealot. Hell bent on dominating her family with threats of fire and brimstone. The matriarch of the family who ran rough shod over everyone; unfortunately compromise wasn’t in his vocabulary. Emna had felt her father’s wrath on many occasions and generally for the smallest infraction. Emma wasnt sure what scariest part of the night was, the rape or dealing with her dad. She drove home in silence, knowing what was coming. When she walked through the door her dad took her directly to his bedroom, this is where they whipped their children when needed. Emma mom left the room and her dad stayed with her a look of anger on his face. Finally when her mom retuned, they sat in chairs with her standing before them like she was the accused and they were judges handing out a harsh sentence. “You late, You were done work hours ago and should have been home long before midnight now its almost 1am” her mom said, “That is bad, Emma, very bad.” Emma explained what happened she told her mom and dad about the rape. Tears filled her eyes. “I don’t believe that story. Looks to me like you are just trying to avoid getting in trouble for being late.” Her dad looked at her sharply with his accusation. “They raped me,” she said quietly. “Two of them raped me forest behind my work. I got all the marks to prove it.” Her dad eyed her coldly. “Would never have happened, if it really did, if you didnt dress like a slut, and tease every man you come across. Take your clothes off, Emma, and get on the bed we will see the marks they left on you.” There would be no avoiding it. She quietly stripped under her parent’s watchful eyes, revealing her bruised tits, her bare pubic mound and inflamed pussy. She crawled onto the bed and lay on her back. Her mom and dad just looked her over shaking their heads. Her mom spoke up "Well one thing is for sure, you had sex I can see the boy's cum still leaking out of your vagina. Though looking at you with you pubic area shaved like a whore does seems like you were expecting sex" Then her dad spoke up "It looks like you had a rough night. Your face is bruised and looks like your ribs as well. But look lower it seems like you had fun. Your pussy is hangig open which suggest allot of sex, had this been your first time and a rape you should have closed up but inteased your a loose slut, turn over." Emma rolled onto her back, the welts on her ass and across her shoulder became visable to her pearnets. "Assume the position girl" her mom ordered her Emma put her hands by the bedposts and opened her legs. Her mother used cords to tie her spread egal. When she was tightly tied, her dad came to the bedside and spoke “You’ve been bad. You have been haveing sex outside of wedlock. You turned your self into a slut. You have been teaseing man after man by dressing way to provacativly. You were late getting home so you could spend time with your boyfriend. You even went as far as hurting yourself to support your lie. It’s time to get you back on the right track.” Emma turned her head and could see his crotch, she swears to this day she could see a bulge, as he slowly pulled off his belt. The first shots hit her ass with loud cracks and she felt like her skin was on fire. She held her tears as long as she could but when he finished turning her as black and blue, with crisscrossing red-welts she was sobbing uncontrollably. Then he started on her upper back and she screamed and tore at her bonds. When he worked over her thighs she finally passed out. Emma was barely aware of being turned over on the bed or of the belt laying waste to her breasts, stomach and thighs. It took a long time once he’d finished for her to realize he was done with her. She only really got it when her mother’s face appeared over her own, smiling sweetly and cooing comforting sounds at her. “That’s my girl. He only does it to make you a better person, honey. It's all going to be alright” Her mother untied the cords that held her down on the bed and helped her sit up. Emma whole body burned, she had never gotten a punishment this bad before. Emma's mom help her into the bathroom where she kneeled on the floor, her entire body racked with tremendous pain. “Here you go, baby,” she said, “on your hands and knees so I can help you.” Emma got on her hands and knees. Her mom began to add some cream that would help with the swelling and pain over her body. When her mom was done washing and apply all differnt types of creams to her daughter she dried her off and gave her some pain pills and asked her if she wanted something for dinner. Emma just shook her head and her mom suggested she get up to bed. After that day, at school Emma would be bullied. They’d call Emma names. The boys would call her ‘posh tart’, and the girls used to call her ‘Sloppy Emma'. It had started somewhat simple, being tackled in the hallways, somebody making her trip in the cafeteria, hiding her books before class or a thumbtack on her seat. It seemed no matter what she did, the girls made her pay for whatever anyway. Even when she tried to be extra nice, the girls would pour her apple juice in her lap at lunch time and then ridicule her by claiming Emma had just wet her pants. Every day there was something. Her books were damaged or some of her things were stolen, and there was always the more name calling. It all started after one of her dads Poker nights. The men arrived one evening and started drinking right away. Emma quickly went upstairs and stayed in her room, as far from the men as possible. She could hear them as they talked, Her dad told them about how is duaghter was a slut. That she was no longer a virgin and that she would never find a good man. Allot of these men had their own daughters, and of course they told thier little girls about this. Told them to stay away from Emma, to not turn out as a slut like her. This in turn made Emma lose all her close friends and everyone at school quickly started to pick on her and tease her. One day Emma had enough and she threw a jug of water over one of the boys. She was standing in line to get her lunch when a boy came up behind her. He put his arms around her and grabbed her boobs and said, "A slut like you must love having her tits grouped!” Everyone saw, and they all started to laugh loudly. Emma pushed him away Before she knew what she was doing she’d picked up a jug of water and thrown it all over him. Before He could react one of the teachers got in the way and they were both sent to the headmaster’s office. Emma told him what had happened, and why she’d thrown the water. He denied it, of course. The headmaster told us to just wait outside until our parents came. Their parents arrived about an hour later. Emma's dad left work, He looked pretty pissed about it all, he started to apologise to the boy. He didn’t even wait to hear my side of the story. At school the next day things got even worse. Emma's Dad made her appologies to the boy. Emma had to stand up in front of them all and say, "‘I’m sorry I threw water over you. It was all my fault, and I promise I won't do it again" He said, ‘You just got angry because your a slut who hasnt gotten fucked in a while isn’t that right?’ Emma nodded. She was totally beaten by then. And he made her say it out loud. “I was angry because I'm a slut who hasnt gotten fucked in a while.” Everyone just laughed. Of course at home Emma was again punished. If she tried to stand up for her self her Dad would find out and dissaprove of her being mean ir acting out and she would be beaten. I belive to deal with her nights of pain; Emma had inadvertently found a refuge in sexual arousal. It started innocently enough she would lay on her bed in a fetal position with her hands between her legs, while rocking and cry herself to sleep remebering that night over and over. After a few night, she found that by rubbing her pussy and especially her clit, she could get pleasant feelings that over rode the pain she felt. After a few weeks to a month; she had refined her masochistic ritual. When ever she thought of the rape or beatings her pussy would literally gush. After any beating (though none as bad as that night) she would again be sent to her room; where she would stand in front of her mirror; strip naked; play and pull viciously on her rock hard nipples. With one hand still on her clit she would masturbate. Many a time Emma found herself lying on the floor after passing out from her orgasm (one which she normally had when thinking about the rape); only to crawl to her bed for a peaceful nights sleep. Emma was sitting on her bed it had been a while since the rape, but she thought to her self Was it rape?. She had cum, harder than she had ever cum in her life from her experiments with masturbation. She had begged for them to do it to her, given herself over to the lust. They had told her she was a slut, and she had acted just like a slut. Just because they forced her to have an orgasm it didn't mean anything! Did it? All this went through her head over and over. Nothing in her pampered privileged upbringing had prepared her for such a situation. She was from one of the upstanding local families she was beautiful, popular, envied, admired. Boys wanted her, but she had always been in control able to tell them no, but not that night. They had the power that night and it felt ... well, Emma was ambivalent about how it felt. It felt awful, demeaning and degrading, but it also felt kind of exciting. After all, her pussy was wet. What more evidence did she need? There was a knock at the door, and her little sister Misty, burst in, full of girlish excitement as usual. "Hey sis, what's up?" said Misty. "Can you take me to school today? I really, really don't want to ride the bus. A bunch of the other girls are keep making fun of me. Please don't make me ride the bus." Emma felt sorry for her younger sister. If only she knew that life acould hand her a far worse situation than a couple of girls saying mean things to her on the bus. But Emma couldn't tell her sister, since her mom and dad didnt belive her then who would? Besides her little sister was alwasy happy and upbeat she didnt want to do anything to risk changing that. "Sure, honey, I'll take you. Be ready in about 45 minutes." Emma answered Misty suddenly asked, "What happened to you?" Emma stiffened. "What do you mean?" "I'm not really sure but for the last little bit you have been acting weired you are all quite and pulled away. I heard that at school while you are out in the halls every one has started making fun of you. And I just couldn't believe that anybody would have the gut to make fun of you" Misty respond with a look a puppy gets when they dont understand something. What should she respond? The truth was out, but she couldnt say it never happened, She was stuck in the uncomfortable position of having to pretend it was all her fualt. There was no other way. "Yeah, sis, I went for a sexier look at work hopeing it would get me some tips, and I guess I took it a little far. Two of my customers.... Well they went a little nuts. Some of the kids at school learned about this as well. So I learned a lesson." She glanced at Misty. The younger sister digested the story and nodded. She then had another question. "So does it bug you with everyone makeing fun of you? I mean I have even heard dad say a few mean things to about you" Emma lied to her little sister, she just couldnt bring her self to tell Misty anything bad. "I like it to be honest. I get allot of attention. If people say mean things to me well It just pushes me more, People dont realky understand anything but themselfs so it really doesnt bother me." It was that lie I belive made Emma hate humiliation, and being treated as less then human. Haveing to say that to her sister made her never want to be talked down to again. This talk had made Emma hit a new low, she had accepted the rape was her fualt. She had agreed in her head that she was a slut that she wanted everything that happened to her. From that point on Emma was a new person. Physically, the change was obvious. No more frilly blouses; she now basically wore only black jeans and dark tee-shirts. She tended to waer hoddies all the time. The changes were more than just clothing. After the night Emma had quickly drifted away from her old group of friends and started spending all of her time slone. Emma put herself in social isolation, but she didn't to mind much. She was tired of dealing with people. Emma had withdrawn her application for a position at a major university, over the strenuous objections of her mother, her dad could careless. Day after day it got worse for Emna. They’d push her in an empty locker and lock her in. While she pleaded to be let out they laughed at her in front of the locker and often enough they would pour something in through the bars to degrade her even further. Ketchup and mayonnaise were most common. She would miss classes every now and then due to this, of course at home she would again be punished. Whenever Emma had gym she would be hit by balls, be run over or “accidentally” kicked. In the change room some of her things would go missing. Once it was her bra, and that ended up taped to the front of her locker. Another time they waited until Emma was almost dressed, then they threw her out of the changing room and locked the door behind her. Emma was only wearing her bra and panties. Emma kept begging them to let her in, but they wouldn’t. A group of students came around the corner and stood there watching her, making all sort of rude comments about her body and underwear. When they finally let her in Emma just put on the rest of her things and walked out of school. One time after gym all of Emma's clothing was missing. She went from the change room to the bathroom where there were her clothes floating in the toliet bowl. A girl just smiled at Emma as she flushed the toilet and Emma leaped towards the bowl to save her clothes from being sucked into the sewer. The girl didn’t stay to watch and Emma tried to save as many of her clothes as possible. In the end she ended up saving one stocking, her skirt and bra Emma walked through the school to her car wearing a wet skirt and her bra, crossing her arms in front of her. She was teased as she walked, when she did finally get home she was punished for loseing a shirt and walking around in only a bra. Thats how everything went, she was teased, humilated, and punished over and over again. When she finally turned eighteen and finished school, she moved out without telling her parents, and moved into a small apartment. She had money saved from her old job. She was saving it for university but she need out and away from everything so the first chance she had she just left. She wanted her life in her control she had spent the last year listening to everyone treat her less the human, she was going to leave it all behind and start again.
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