sweetheart, you get to pick! you can either say yes and be my good obedient girl or say no and be my stupid little rape victim. i dont care which, i get to watch you cum for me either way. so how much do you want this to hurt
i just fucking love playing hard into other peoples kinks i love it so much like oh honey im sorry i didnt know you had such a praise kink before i started gushing about how much i like how good a job you did, oh im sorry i didnt realise how much playing with your inner thigh while we were in public in front of our friends would mess with you, my fuckin dream job is being some kind of demon of lust sent to tempt people into fucking me
I should stress, the appeal here isnt in pleasing you per se, its in making you lust after me, it's to turn your mind to the desire to have sex with me, its to make you unable to think about anything else, its about using your deep secrets i shouldn't know and silly manipulable brain to make me the centre of your mind, thats why im a demon
She woke, groggily. There was a burning pain in her shoulders, and she felt cold.
She hung by her wrists, from the ceiling, her feet barely on the ground. All around her was bare concrete lit by a single bulb. A drain in the floor. She didn't remember how she got here. The last thing she remembered was snuggling warm into bed, daddy giving her a kiss.
Male voices, gathering around her. "Wow, you weren't kidding, she's gorgeous." "I've always wanted to see her naked." "Look at those nipples! Nice that it's cold here." "Aww she looks so sleepy. Does she know what's coming?"
Hands on her. All over. Five pairs at least. She was indeed naked; that was unavoidably in her awareness now. Fingers squeezed her tits, ran over her arms and thighs, groped her butt, felt between her legs. She didn't know what was happening and she started crying.
Another voice. "Go at it, guys. Have fun with her. Don't worry, she can take it. Ignore the tears, she always makes a fuss at first."
It was Dad. His voice calmed her. Whatever this was, he had planned it. She would be okay. She felt a strange mix of calm and fear. His plans were always cruel. And he'd never involved other people before. What was happening?
They wasted no time, gave her no chance to deal with the situation. One of them grabbed her jaw painfully, then slapped her. It was disorienting. Another, or maybe two, pinched her nipples and pulled.
Someone behind her grabbed her hips. She felt his hard cock against her butt. Felt him squeeze between her buttcheeks, searching for her asshole with the tip.
Meanwhile, someone pressed up in front of her. His beard scratched her face. Some hands parted her legs, forcefully, and she had to hang from her wrists.
They both went in dry. She squealed and cried harder. They squished her body between them. "Hell yeah," said one, high-fiving his buddy. "Oh my god she feels so good," the other.
Dad had fucked her ass before, and she always cried from that, but this was different. This was someone else, a stranger. And having both of them inside her made her feel like she would explode. They wasted no time, thrusting to the same beat.
All the men took a turn with her, slapping her and punching her tits in between. Sometimes they pushed her off balance to watch her dangle. The pain in her shoulders made her cry the most. Then some of them wanted to go again, try a different hole.
The next hours were fragments of memories. The men rested, drinking beer and chatting, while others were using her. When there was no cock in her, they would just hurt her in other ways. Once two guys grabbed one leg each and pulled, then another kneed her between her legs.
She became aware that these were not strangers. She'd seen them before. They were Dad's buddies. They knew her. How could they do this to her?
Dad stayed on the sidelines, keeping an eye on everything, recording everything. He would look forward to watching all this with her later.
There was the moment when they unshackled her wrists and she thought it was over, but they just wanted to fold her in different positions. That was when she cried hardest.
The men enjoyed roughhousing her after that, pushing her around, mauling her tits, grabbing between her legs, pulling her hair, pushing her off balance so that she fell on the concrete and scraped her knees.
Sometimes they held her down, two men sitting on her while two more fucked her face and pussy. They enjoyed making her gag and choke.
Through it all, there was the atmosphere of good cheer. The men were laughing together, making jokes at her expense, relaxing. They were having fun. Even her tears and squeals were funny. Some of them talked about how they'd always wanted to do this to her. How great it was to have the chance.
The men relaxed, while she had no rest, no reprieve. Whenever she tried to catch her breath there would be a cock in her somewhere, or a slap in her face, or a hand deep in her mouth.
Sometimes one of the men would grow concerned. "Is she okay? She's breathing funny."
Then Dad would come check. A hand on her cheek. A finger on her pulse. Eye contact. "She can take it," he'd say.
She remembered one moment of being in his arms, Dad feeding her orange juice from a juice box, telling her she was okay. She felt comforted with his arm around her, even though her legs were splayed and she was leaking cum. But then he pulled her up and gave her to one of the men. "She's fine," he said. "Have fun."
She remembered fingers. Everywhere. Even while she was being fucked. Fingers in her pussy, fingers in her ass, fingers in her mouth. Fingers digging into her thighs. Fingers pulling her face into funny shapes. Their dicks were getting sore so they had fun in other ways.
Once two men held her open while another slapped her pussy. Hard, serious slaps. Another twisted her nipples as if they could come off. It was endless. Her efforts to get away were fruitless. She'd scrabble at the ground, or try to get up, or try to run. Always there would be a man in the way, catching her or pushing her.
She felt dizzy. She gave up, surrendered. She let them do what they wanted, stopped struggling except when she couldn't breathe. That still made her panic. So they did it often. She had no idea how much time passed anymore.
Eventually it did end. One by one the guys got tired and went back upstairs. The last guy was fucking her half unconscious body when Dad came to cradle her head in his lap. He stroked her hair.
She hoped he would carry her to bed, like he sometimes did after an intense scene. Instead, he shackled her wrists again and pulled her up to tiptoes.
"Did you think I went through all this trouble for one day? The guys are staying the weekend."
accidental somno bc you were cuddling and sleepily making out now theyre dead asleep in your arms, you cant help but kiss them, and kiss them again, and again, and you should probably stop but you dont and its a whispered sorry as your hands start to wander, another barely audible apology theyre not conscious to hear as you work their pants off, sorries under your breath but youre not stopping
let me make your favorite food and get our drinks ready (you won't know if i put anything in them). wasn't it so much work trying to maintain your life all by yourself? wouldn't it be nice to let go? let me take care of you, you don't need to take care of yourself anymore (not that you'll be able to anyway). don't worry about feeling so fuzzy. let me brush your teeth for you. open wide. don't mind how hard i grip your jaw, i need you to hold still. keep your eyes on mine, that's good. you don't have to be responsible for it anymore, any of it, isn't that nice? now yes, i am going to hurt you, but only because you're so cute and because it makes me so happy. you want to make me happy, don't you? of course you do. i'll tell you what a good job you're doing. i'm so proud of you.
You're so good at taking cock are you sure it's your first time?
I wonder if your ass is as tight as this pussy.
If you think about it, it's not really rape, just a man using a fleshlight
God my cock is so hard. It may not fit. (He clicked his tongue and then said) it'll hurt, but I'll make it fit.
I know it hurts but God you're taking it so well.
I'm going to ravage your holes so much so that no one will want you again
You're gonna rub this cunt to this rape for years to come
Maybe if you didn't walk around looking so needy, I wouldn't have had to do this to you.
God this pussy is so wet.
Thank me for using you. Thank me for choosing to do this to you.
Thank me bitch.
This isn't really rape though is it?
Oh? You're telling me to stop? Your brain says that this is wrong but the way your pussy is soaking and gripping my cock, I know it's not
You wanted this. You wanted me. You need me.
This pussy is so good.
If you tell anyone that I "raped" you, I'll find you, and I'll make you regret it.
If I had my own place, I'd keep you locked in my basement.
Your face is so pretty. I wonder if it'll make a good missing person's poster. Cause if you tell anyone about this, I promise that's how you'll end up.
God it's hot when bitches cry.
Yeah, cry so I can use your tears as lube when I fuck your ass.
You fighting makes me so hard
Can you feel how hard you're making me?
If I had more time, I'd really ruin your body. Stretch out all these holes until they're too loose. Maybe make some new ones until I stretch those ones out and continue making new holes until your heart stops beating.
Now that you've been raped you'll forever masterbate to this.
Text me when you materbate to this later. Maybe send me a video of you cumming to me.
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