The last thing I remember is a van pulling up to the sidewalk and two men grabbing me. I vaguely recall a syringe going into my arm and the pain of an injection but that’s all that I can remember of when I wake up. I’m in a dark room, tied to a chair, and gagged. There are several other girls in the room as well, all tied and gagged just like I am. The fear is palpable as we look between ourselves. Some are crying and most of us are squirming and struggling to no avail.
Suddenly, the door to the room we’re in swings open and several men walk in. No one says a word as the men go towards the girl closest to the door and pick her up, chair included. They leave with her, just as suddenly as they arrived, leaving the rest of us in stunned silence.
I feel tears well up in my eyes, the fear and confusion becoming too much for me to process. One of the girls screams behind her gag and another one joins her. A few more join in but no one beyond the door seems to notice and eventually, we all quiet again, each of us trying to cope in our own ways.
An unknown amount of time passes and suddenly the doors slam open again. The men return but there is no sign of the first girl. They head towards the second girl and grab her the same way, ignoring her wails from behind the gag and her desperate struggling against her bonds. They leave with her, just like before.
It becomes a pattern. The men come and take the next girl in line every so often and none of us know what to expect or how to stop it. Soon, I’m up next. It’s been so long since I woke up that I’ve stopped crying already. My arms are sore from being tied up and my legs are numb from sitting.
The doors slam open again and I’m carried away. I’m brought to a room surrounded by lights, the sudden brightness making me squint and blink. When my vision focuses again, I realize the men are gone and I’m alone. I’m surrounded by cameras, and there’s a large screen in front of me playing a live feed of the room, and I see myself. My hair is tangled, my eyes are red from crying, and I look terrified. What’s next to the footage is what makes my blood run cold. It’s a chat box, and I can see the comments coming in. Comments about how I look, about how excited viewers are for the “show,” and how much they think I’m worth. I realize in that moment that I’m being livestreamed and about to be sold off to the highest bidder.
A door opens and a man walks in. He’s wearing a mask that covers most of his face and he has on a microphone that I can only assume let’s him talk to the stream’s viewers.
“Welcome! Our next lovely girl is here with us now. You all know the rules, if you win the auction, you must transfer funds immediately and she will be prepared for shipment or pick-up, depending on your preference. Let’s begin.”
He walks toward me, and I whimper behind the gag, terrified of what’s to come. He pulls out a pair of scissors, and swiftly cuts away at my clothes, pulling them off my naked body and I’m crying now. I can see myself on the screen, my sobs making my body shake as I try my best to curl into myself.
The comments start to flood into the chat box now, people discussing my body, my tits, my pussy. I see bids start to come in too, and part of me is shocked to see the amount of money these people are throwing out.
The man comes back into my view and he’s holding a vibrator in his hand. I wail behind the gag, shaking my head and struggling uselessly in my bonds. He isn’t deterred and I watch as he clicks it on. I’m straining to close my legs but the ropes are too tight and chair too unyielding. He brings the vibrator between my legs and I wail when I feel it touch my clit. He doesn’t give me time to adjust, he presses the vibrating head directly onto my clit and holds it there, letting the vibrations batter me.
I scream behind the gag as I feel the sensation overwhelm me. At first, the fear dampened any pleasure but as the seconds dragged on and the vibrator stayed pressed up against my most delicate area, I could feel my body reacting. Waves of stimulation crash over me and I can feel the first inklings of an orgasm starting to build. The man keeps the horrible vibrator on my pulsing clit and my tears are now in response to the unbearable pleasure that I never wanted, and certainly not like this.
The vibrator pushes my body closer and closer to a wrecking orgasm, and I can’t do anything other than feel it happen. I arch my back and squirm as much as I can when the incomprehensible pleasure crescendos and I shatter. I can feel my pussy clenching around nothing and gushing out my release, my clit pulsing in time to my heartbeat, and my mind fading to a haze of pleasure and pain as the vibrator continues to ravage me.
“Orgasm in one minute and 37 seconds, and she’s a squirter,” the man announces matter-of-factly. “Let’s see how hard we can push her.”
I look up from tear-blurred eyes, seeing the comments flood in on the chat box on screen. I’ve always been sensitive post-orgasm and the fact that the man hasn’t pulled away the vibrator is pushing me into a painful overstimulation that’s making my stomach clench in fear. He reaches down with his free hand and maneuvering around the vibrator to pull back the soft skin that normally surrounds my clit, protecting it. My eyes widen and I let out a guttural scream behind the gag as the overwhelming, horrible vibrator now decimates my clit with nothing to soften the nerve-fraying stimulation.
I feel my eyes roll up into my head and my body is thrown into a second orgasm with no preparation. Just pure, unstoppable pleasure that burns every single nerve in my body. I can’t even breathe or scream or cry as my entire being is locked in a soul-shattering explosion that seems to go on forever.
I have no idea how much time passes or how many orgasms that terrible pleasure is able to tear from my body before the vibrator finally moves away. I’m shaking, crying, gasping for air and my clit is burning and twitching from the continued stimulation.
When I finally gather myself enough to open my eyes and see the on-screen chat box, I feel my heart stutter when I read some of the things people are saying.
“Fuck, she’s hot like that, I wonder if she’d survive a day strapped to a fucking machine.”
“I want to string her up and see how good of a whipping she could handle before she begs.”
“Her little clitty looks perfect for a piercing, and I could run electricity through it and really make her scream and cum.”
That last one makes me whimper and I pull my attention away from the screen, hoping that this nightmare is almost over.
“Now for a change of pace,” the man says from across the room. My eyes dart over to him and see that the men who’d brought me here are back again, rolling in a different chair, this one built like a gynecologist’s exam table with stirrups. I shake slightly in fear as they approach me and untie me before manhandling me into the exam chair. I’m too weak to even resist as they strap my body down, my feet going into the stirrups and my legs, arms, and body immobilized with straps.
The men leave and I look up at the livestream of myself, seeing how fear has made my eyes wide with gruesome anticipation. I can see clearly in the video, my clit looking so red and angry while my pussy still drips from the torment of pleasure they’d subjected me to moments before. I watch as the masked man approaches me, wheeling over a tray containing more horrible toys and devices.
He pulls a metal speculum off the tray and comes to stand before me. I’m shaking with terror, desperately trying to beg from behind the gag. He’s uncaring as he slides the device against my pussy, pushing the cold, hard metal inside of me. My back arches as my pussy fills and I whine, wishing that I didn’t find this violation pleasurable.
The man starts to crank the handle of the device, the motion forcing the speculum to open me up. I can’t help but moan, feeling an unbearable fullness start to build as the device pushes my pussy wide open. Eventually, he stops and takes a step back.
I watch through the livestream as he grabs a long, thin wand from the tray and comes back. I can feel my pussy pulsing around the speculum holding me open, and I know there’s nothing I can do to prevent whatever deranged thing he plans on doing next.
“Let’s see how she reacts to some internal stimulation.”
Without any other warning, the man slides the thin wand into me and presses a button that makes it start emitting a low pulsing vibration. He brushes against the walls of my pussy and I shake at the onslaught of pleasure. The speculum gives him easy, perfect access and the thin wand means he has every bit of precision at his disposal as he targets my most vulnerable places.
I choke on a gasp when he finds my g-spot and presses into it with heart-stopping accuracy. I feel my toes curl and my eyes roll to the back of my head as painful, unbearable pleasure overwhelms me. He turns up the wand to an unimaginable intensity and drives it into the tenderness of my pussy. I cum immediately. My pussy gushes and my juices flood out of me as the pleasure ravages my body with no mercy.
Just like with my clit, the man doesn’t let up. I’m locked in this impossible pleasure and overstimulation as my vision goes white and my body feels ripped to shreds by every orgasm that pours out of me.
When he finally stops, I don’t even feel human anymore. My mind is empty, there is absolutely nothing left other than the pure pleasure that laid waste to my entire being. I’m vaguely aware of the man announcing final call for bids but I’m too incoherent to really register what is going on around me. Suddenly, I feel a prick on my arm and slowly turn my head to watch a syringe pull out of my arm. My head spins and I feel sleep encroaching on my mind.
Just before my darkness overwhelms my vision and I sink into unconsciousness, I catch a glance of the screen and see how much money was spent on me. There’s a muted sense of astonishment. It’s more money than I could even fathom, more than I could make in a lifetime. And someone just spent it on me, in exchange for my complete ownership.
I kind of like the idea of being someones sick twisted boyfriend, that protects them from other sickos, like only I can do those things to you, I've always loved the idea of sweet apologetic rape in a CNC setting, telling you how sorry while I'm undressing you slowly, telling you to forgive me while I press your head down into your pillow, what am I doing I just can't stop while I keep your little body pinned muffling your screams, jerking you around.
I also like gaslighting and manipulation, I love the idea of changing someone's brain chemistry, taking someone through brute force is easy, but changing someone's brain chemistry is uh just magical, I'd blame you and make everything your fault, why did you have to go and look so cute and innocent, you left me with no other options.
I want to feel them struggle with involuntary spasms I want their body to twist and contort I want them to feel it all, every touch, every stroke, the small caresses across their skin the mix between tenderness and primal rage.
You belong lashed to your own bed, spread eagled, with a vibrator hanging from the ceiling, just resting against your clit. Just enough stimulation to edge but not enough friction to cum, so that every time you thrust against it, it harmlessly swings away. Left like that for hours, gagged and helpless, sobbing tears of frustration and drooling all over yourself, when suddenly you see a red light flash on in the darkness.
Every moment of your humiliation live-streamed to the world while you whimper and moan and buck your hips like a bitch in heat. All modesty gone as your most vulnerable moments are laid bare for all to see. Face flushing bright red as you feel your stomach churn and tighten. Shutting your eyes tight and wordlessly begging “no, not like this,” as the degredation finally pushes you over the edge.
let’s play a little game. you, wrists bound and thighs forced apart, your cunt being absolutely ravaged by the highest speed on a sex machine. me and my friends all taking turns fucking your tight little ass while you tell us you can’t take anymore
It's 4am, you're staying over at a friend's place with some other people after a long night out. As things wind down, you head into the extra room to get ready for bed, and it doesn't take you long to pass out once your head hits the pillow. Shortly after, someone else comes in looking for a spot to sleep, a guy you've been interested in for a while. He whispers out your name, and shakes you a bit trying to ask if he can share the bed with you. No response. He tries again, still nothing. Seeing as this is his only other option besides the hardwood floor in the living room, he finishes getting ready and slips into bed with you, trying one more time to wake you up and ask if it's okay, with no success.
After a while laying next to you, he starts thinking about turning over and wrapping his arm around you to get closer. He knows it's probably a bad idea, but you guys have been cuddly before, so it shouldn't be too much of a shock if you woke up, right? As he gets closer under the covers and brings his arm around you, he realizes you aren't wearing any clothes. He hesitates for a moment before leaning into it instead and embracing you, feeling your skin against his. It doesn't take long before his mind is racing with dirty thoughts, he feels himself starting to get hard pressed up against your ass and quickly backs up in case you feel it. You haven't moved since he got in bed with you though, and you're still softly snoring, so he figures maybe it wouldn't hurt to go a bit further.
He starts tracing his fingers over your body, seeing if you react. Nothing. You're still laying on your side facing away from him, so he slowly works his fingers in between your legs, pausing anytime you make a sound or move. They work their way up towards your pussy, closer and closer, until they're spreading you open to circle and probe the entrance. You let out a soft moan, causing him to stop for a moment and imagine what you could be dreaming about. Being touched, being played with, being used…it turns him on even more since you have no idea what's happening to you.
He keeps gently rubbing his finger in circles, adding a bit more pressure until you start to get wet. It covers his finger and makes it easy for him to slide it further up towards your clit. You shift again, another soft moan, so he holds his finger there until he can tell you're still asleep. Then he slowly starts to move, just enough to stimulate you, his finger tensing and releasing to make you feel a throbbing sensation under your clit. He slides his finger back down and starts to push it inside this time. You sleepily moan but he doesn't stop, he keeps going until his finger is all the way in, then he holds it there to see if you wake up.
A minute goes by, two minutes, nothing…so he starts to carefully rub inside you, following the textures with the pad of his fingertip. Over your ridges, along the folds, rocking back and forth and playing with the pressure to test how much he can get away with. Pulling it out, then slowly pushing back in, his fingers are fully exploring you, without you even knowing. He notices how wet you've gotten now between his other fingers, dripping down and spreading all over your thighs which are still sandwiching his hand. It feels so hot all over down there, and he starts to think about how much he wants to shove his cock into you, if you would wake up or not, if he even cares if you do anymore. Your body clearly wants this, it wants to be fucked, it wants to be used.
He pulls his finger out slowly and reaches down to touch himself, covering the end of his shaft with your juices so he can slide in easily. The tip moves to the back of your thighs, and slowly starts to slide between them, towards your now wet and messy cunt. He starts to push inside…causing you to shift your leg a bit and softly moan, and he resists the urge to slam the rest of the way in to make sure you're still asleep instead. It feels so good to slowly push into you, feeling you squeeze around him, as he imagines you dreaming about being fucked while he fills you up. You start to moan more, causing him to stop and wait several more times until he's all the way in, and he holds it there so you can feel his cock twitch and throb inside you.
After a while he starts to move in and out slowly, your moans get a bit louder and happen more often, but that doesn't stop him anymore. He knows you're about to wake up, but it feels too good to stop, and you won't be able to resist in your sleepy daze. He reaches around and covers your mouth one hand, while the other arm wraps around your neck and pulls you against him. He starts to pound into you faster, feeling you start to push back with every thrust as you wake up like a needy little slut who wants more. You don't even know what's happening yet but you want to cum so bad, it's all you were dreaming about and now it's all you're thinking about, isn't it?
He takes his hand off your mouth and starts roughly groping your tits while he's fucking you. Then he reaches down to start rubbing your clit, lightly at first then adding a bit more pressure with every thrust until you finally tip over the edge, holding you tightly against him so he can feel your body squirming against his. As you're cumming, you finally realize the situation, and don't know if it's the fear or pleasure making it feel so good. Your body feels paralyzed and you want to struggle to get away, but at the same time you love everything about it. You have no idea whose hands are all over your body, whose cock is sliding in and out of your pussy, but you're squeezing around it and pulling it back in anyway because it feels so good. You don't want it to stop.
He keeps fucking you with the same rhythm, giving you no breaks, until all you can focus on is the feeling of his cock pumping in and out of you, over and over until your mind goes blank. Your body is moving on its own now, you're curving your back and grinding your ass back against him so he can hit the perfect spot. You don't care anymore, and you have no choice now but to be a good girl and lay there, letting him use you for as long as he wants. That's exactly what you want too though, you're just an obedient little fuckdoll that craves being used.
Over time you hear his breath and moans start to build up by your ear, turning almost feral. He pulls your hips against him with one hand as he pushes in as deep as he can go, causing you to snap out of your trance and let out a cute little yelp from the pain. The other hand wraps around your throat and tightens, and you let out a muffled groan of satisfaction as you feel him throb and pulse inside you again. You feel him start to fill you up from deep inside, and the warmth spreads as he slowly starts to pull out. You feel his cum dripping down your thigh, onto the bed, but you just lay there silently and wait, processing what just happened. Part of you doesn't want to know who it was, and he takes the silence as a chance to grab his clothes and sneak out of the room before being confronted.
The next morning things seem normal to everyone else, but you know one of the guys there used you. You glance around at everyone while they're talking and try to see if you can tell who's guilty, who glances away the fastest or has the hardest time maintaining eye contact. As you look around, the thought of each of them inside you runs through your head. You lock eyes with the guy you're interested in, the one who did it, but you can't tell. Ultimately, you decide there's no way to know for sure, but you secretly hope that whoever it was will be there again next weekend.
who wants to help me figure out how many loads my cunt can take before i literally can’t fit any more cum? prop my hips up, pump me full over and over again, invite your friends to use me as a cumdump if you’re so inclined — then when even the smallest push into my pussy causes cum to leak out, plug up my pussy and bend me over and start filling up my ass next
telling a dom you can't cum anymore and they say "that's okay, i don't need you to cum" and continue rubbing your swollen clit while you whimper and writhe around 🥰
Want to make a rule where your only allowed to cum in public I'll have you on edge constantly while we're at home until you can't take it and you beg me to take you to a public park and let you cum I'd make sure we went somewhere where icky older men could watch you shamelessly hump my hand underneath your skirt as your brain goes numb I'd leave you there who knows what they'd do to you after I left
sometimes, i wish a stranger would come up behind me in a crowd and start groping my breasts from behind. i want to feel their hands knead and massage and hear them moan in my ear as they enjoy the feel of my tits in their hands. then one of their hands wanders down and slips in between my legs, rubbing my cunt over my shorts. due to how tightly packed the crowd is, i'm unable to move or get away and my voice is lost in the noise around me. all i can do is feel myself get wetter and wetter as the stranger continues to molest me.
i want someone to break into my house tonight and come in my room while i’m sleeping. i want him to set his things down lock my door and set up his camera so he can document what he’s about to do to me. i want him to slowly take the covers off of me and realize i already don’t have panties or a bra on just a baggy shirt, you always knew i was such a good slut. once you get yourself situated you’ll get into my bed and start slowly touching at my entrance with your fingers.. you realize i’m already wet from the sex dream i had been having and i was already all lubed up for your cock to slide inside me. you unbuckled your pants and started teasing my entrance with your tip.. i started waking up, “holy shit you’re right ” you said as you forced you’re entire cock inside me forcing me awake dazed and confused what was happening. i begged for you to get off of me as i moaned and cried at the same time. it felt so good but you broke into my home it couldn’t be right to keep going. i tried forcing you off of me but you were to strong and too focused on pounding in and out of my tight virgin pussy over and over. i beg and cry for you to get off of me and scratch at your arms but you never let me go. “fuck you’re doing so good you little slut you’re so tight for me” you whispered into my ear as you thrusted faster and faster into my hole as i whimpered and moaned. as you start going faster and faster i feel myself submitting to you and moaning more and more from the intense pleasure you’ve been giving me. i feel myself start to get closer and closer to cumming when i hear you say “i’m gonna fill your pathetic pussy up with my cum and fuck it inside of you, got it bitch?” you spit at me as you slapped me across the face and started pounding faster and harder into my little pussy. i started buckling my hips and i closed my legs behind your back pulling you into me fully as i came all over your dick. you let out a few more hard thrusts till you came inside me, and a few more to fuck it back into me making sure it would stay.
Thinking about being forced to kneel on the floor with a wand tied to my cunt while daddy uses my mouth like a fleshlight and once I’m overstimulated from the wand daddy brining me up to sit me on his lap and forcing me to ride him refusing to shut the toy off till I make him cum again with my pussy
Want a couple to watch me get drunk in the club. I dance the whole night drinking away. They see that my friends leave me to drive home but I still wanna stay. That's when they approach me, flirt with me, make me all flustered and gullible. They take me home with them. On the ride I fall asleep in their car
When I wake up again I'm in a bed my hands tied up so I can't move and my legs spread wide. Naked. I look around the room and see them standing at a Minibar in a corner. When they notice I'm awake the come on over. I try to struggle, to close my legs but it's impossible. A hit lands on my pussy and I scream. "Tz tz tz that's not how a good girl behaves. Just for that we should be extra rough with you." The woman says. Shortly after she plunges three of her fingers in my hole. I scream again. It hurts I never had this much in my cunnie. "Please don't. No please. I don't want this." I sob between tears. Instead of listening she just covers my mouth with her pussy and starts to ride my face. Between my legs I can feel the man getting his cock in position. I try to struggle again, bit he just thrusts in with all his length at once. Tears run down my face in an endless stream. Everything hurts. They continue for the whole night abusing every inch of me making me cum so often and filling me to the brim
I just woke up and I’m am destructively horny and all I can think about is him using my cunt like a fidget toy if he gets bored while just sitting around the house him forcing me to sit on the cushion next to him while he’s fingering my cunt or playing with my clit. He could run his finger over my g-spot constantly but refuses to let me cum making me cry and moan into the couch cushion as I try my best to listen to daddy’s orders. Daddy not paying any attention to my cry’s or begging till he feels me cum around his fingers. Not even giving me a moment to catch my breath daddy spanks me punishing me for cumming without permission then he starts finger fucking me again forcing me to cum till I’m begging him to stop begging for mercy telling daddy how sorry I am for not listening but my pleas fall on deaf ears.
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