I'm looking for a girl who would like to do the following: Film yourself while reading out loud one of my erotic execution stories and masturbate to it while doing so. If you want to stay anonymous cover your face or keep your face outside the camera's scope.

Here's the story:

Imagine you got captured and they brought you to the infamous “death camp”. A military camp where girls are being raped, tortured and executed for the entertainment of the troops. The regular girls serve as personal snuff escorts. The better looking girls have to take part in absolutely perverted sex, torture and snuff live shows on stage in front of a large audience. Needless to say you belong to the second group. So only 3 days after your arrival at the camp the guards enter your cell and take you to the backstage area of the main stage. The guards hand you some sexy black stockings and order you to strip and only wear those stockings. To your surprise they also hand you a sex toy: a chain of 3 vibrating sex balls (so called Be-Wa balls). After you put on the stockings they bring you to the stage without any further explanation.

Your heart is pounding like crazy when you see the several hundred well built soldiers in the audience. Each of them staring at you, as you enter the stage almost completely naked. You hear them applauding and cheering. They seem to really look forward to this show.

The setup on the stage is pretty simple. There’s a wall in the back and the rest of the stage is empty. There are already two other beautiful girls in stockings waiting near the wall. They also hold their sex toys in their hands and it seems they don’t know what’s going on any more than you do. But there’s something else that catches your eye: At the edge of the stage about 30 feet from the wall there are 20 pretty and naked girls chained to the stage floor with spread legs. Most of them seem to be terrified. Some of them are crying. The guards lead you to the wall next to the other two girls. They order you to stand with your back to the wall and to spread your legs. You comply and two guards put cuffs around your ankles so you can’t put your legs together any more and you certainly cannot run away.

The show host enters the stage and explains the rules of this sadistic game to the audience: “As you can see we have three lovely ladies tonight. Unfortunately for them two of them won’t see the end of the evening. Only one of them will survive. Once the game starts, the ladies will place their little naughty sex toys in their pussies. Those vibrating sex balls are remote controlled. We can adjust the vibration level and therefore the amount of stimulation. The rules are simple: The girl who avoids an orgasm the longest wins the game. The two other girls who cannot control themselves will get shot to death right here, right now. We have dozens of volunteers for the firing squad. But to make it more interesting in order to fire a shot they will have to fuck one of those 20 ladies. Each member of the squad may only shoot within 10 seconds after shooting his load into the girl in front of him. So, ladies please mount you sex toys and get ready for the game of your life!”

It takes you a moment before the information sinks in… You have a hard time believing what you just heard. The thought of getting shot in front of all those people terrifies you. But you can also feel that well known tingling sensation between your legs. You hesitate to spread your cunt lips apart to insert those sex balls into your pussy, especially after you see that camera taking a close up of your exposed pussy for all the audience to see on the large video walls. Your hands are shaking but somehow you manage to push the large balls inside your surprisingly wet pussy. You hear the voice of the host: “Let the games begin!”

The balls start vibrating… you have never used this kind of sex toy before so you are surprised. The vibration feels just great… Apparently each of the balls can be adjusted individually by whoever controls them. The different vibration patterns start to drive you crazy. It’s like you’re getting fucked remotely by someone you cannot even see. You close your eyes and enjoy that feeling for a couple of seconds. As you open your eyes again you realise that about 700 good looking soldiers a starring at a closeup of your fully aroused and dripping wet pussy. Being watched like this arouses you even more. A vicious cycle starts to kick in. The more you try to relax and not get too excited the hornier you get. You feel the urge to help yourself to an even better experience by rubbing your clit, but then you remember the only rule of the game: YOU MUST NOT CUM!

Apparently the other two girls are having similar experiences. The pretty blond girl to your left starts panting and you can hear suppressed moaning sounds.

As if the whole scenario was not arousing enough you see 20 muscle packed soldiers entering the stage. One after the other opens his trousers and takes out his already hard cock. They kneel down between the spread legs of the 20 girls and start playing with their bodies. Some of the guys seem to get impatient as they already push their cocks in their girl’s pussies. Some prefer their girl’s mouth and some just start jerking it.

You take a good look at the show in front of you… most of the girls seem to be terrified, but some of them seem to enjoy their treatment. As you take a closer look you realise the gun lying next to each girl on the floor. The thought that several of those guns might be pointed at you in a couple of minutes almost gets you over the edge. You feel an orgasm building up and you try everything to fight it…. But the more you fight the more intense it gets.

As you reached the point where you almost didn’t care any more about the consequences and just accept the fact that you would cum right now you hear the blond girl next to you releasing a muffled scream… The expression on her face says it all: She apparently just had a very intense and undeniable orgasm.

After a couple of seconds the blond girl opens her eyes and the bliss of her orgasm abruptly turns into the horror of realising that she just lost the game and therefore will lose her life.

You feel kind of pity for her but at the same time you’re happy she came just seconds before you would have reached a climax. The distraction helped you to calm down a little bit and your building orgasm subsides slowly.

As you look at the 20 squad members you notice that they already got into full action, pounding their big and hard cocks mercilessly in the pretty girls’ bodies. It’s the wildest orgy you ever saw in your life. The panting and moaning gets louder and more intense every second. Only moments later the camera shows how the first soldier pulls his cock from his 18 year old blond girl and shoots his cum all over her belly. The guys enjoys his orgasm only for a second then he grabs the gun, takes aim and “bang” the first bullet of the evening slams into the blond girl just standing two meters to your left. The girls screams as it hits her right thigh.

To everyone’s surprise he then points the gun at the girl he was just fucking and shoots her directly in her cunt. The girl screams in pain and shock. Now you realise why those 20 girls have been so terrified. Apparently the soldiers are supposed to shoot their fuck toys to indicate on which body part they were aiming when shooting at the show girl.

The soldier gets up and hands the gun to next shooter in line. The next guy kneels down with his hard dick and shoves it right into the poor blond’s destroyed pussy.

The camera switches to the next guy who just sprayed his load into a pretty brunette 20 year old. He grabs the gun, takes aim and the bullet hits the girl next to you in her right chest. Apparently that was exactly where he wanted to hit her, because only seconds later he also shoots a bullet into his fuck toys right chest as well.

Then everything happens really fast. Almost at the same time 3 more guys orgasm and fire their guns at the poor blond girl next to you. She gets hit in her kneecaps, in the waist and the third bullet actually hits directly above her fuck hole. As the camera zooms in you can see that the bullet went straight into her clit and ripped the upper part of her pussy wide open.

As you watch how the shooter points his gun directly at the 19 year old’s clitoris in front of him you feel that uncontrollable urge again to give in and rub your own clit to an fantastic orgasm. The pleading and begging of the terrified girl almost gets you over the edge, and as the shooter actually pulls the trigger and the poor girl’s clit explodes in a fountain of blood you simply give up… you’re way past the point of no return. You can feel an enormous orgasm building up between your legs, the vibration of the sex toy drives you crazy and then you can’t hold it any longer. Your orgasms feels like an explosion and it seems to last forever. You enjoy every second of it, because you know it might be your last.

When you hear the host announcing that you just lost the game a second orgasm wave hits you. Now that you have nothing more to loose you will just enjoy the rest of the show.

You open your eyes and now that the next bullet might be for you, you start to look at this show a little differently. Instead of just being excited, a feeling of sheer panic and horror adds up to your mix of emotions. You watch in horror as two guys almost simultaneously shoot their sperm on two further young fuck toys. Both of them grab their guns and this time you can see the nozzles being pointed directly at you. Within 3 seconds both soldiers pull the trigger. First you feel like something bit you on your left arm… only that the “bite” gets more and more painful in fractions of second. Then you feel a gush of air just an inch below your pussy. When you see how the soldier points his gun at the pussy of his fuck toy you realise that he was actually aiming for your love canal. This time you literally dodged the bullet but it’s only a matter of time until you will get seriously hit.

The cameras show that at least 5 more guys got ready to shoot. Everything happens very fast now. You don’t even have time to see who’s aiming for you and who’s aiming for the other girl. All of the sudden you feel like someone had kicked you in the left leg but then you realise your knee had been shot. But compared to the girl next to you you were lucky. Within seconds two bullets hit her in her tits, one of them directly in her nipple. Another bullet hit her in the belly while the last one hit her vagina once again and tore it so far open that her sex toy slides right out of her and falls on the floor. You can see blood flowing out of her mouth, her lungs must have been hit. And only seconds later a bullet hits her head. Her dead body collapses next to you.

Another wave of adrenalin pushes through your body. Seeing that girl dying just next to you gave you an additional kick. The mixture of fear, excitement, humiliation and desperation gives you an incredible push for your level of arousal. You start to feel that tickling sensation between your legs again. Now that you have nothing more to loose you don’t hold back any longer and start rubbing your clit furiously. At least you still have a clit. In the last 20 minutes alone at least 10 women had lost their private parts to bullets. The thought that your womanhood could be destroyed any second now just let’s you masturbate faster and faster.

Now that the other girl is dead all the shooters focus on you naturally. Within 20 seconds you get shot in your shoulder, both of your thighs, your waist and your arm. The adrenalin and the excitement take away most of the pain but you can still feel a fair amount of it. With each shot you get closer to your orgasm. “Only a little longer… please don’t hit my cunt before I cum” are your thoughts as you rub your pussy like crazy. Your brain doesn’t even realise any longer when a bullet hits you. All you want is to feel that sensational feeling of the perfect orgasm for a very last time in your life. And suddenly there it was… that feeling that you feel when you know you can’t stop it any more. You close your eyes and experience the most intense orgasm you ever had in your life. After the first wave subsides a second and third wave comes in… Pure bliss!

When you open your eyes you see that most of the 20 girls are dead already; shot in their tits. Which means that the shooters seem to focus on your tits now. And while you have not even finished that thought you feel not one but two bullets ripp you beautiful breasts open. Suddenly you cannot breath any more. You try to exhale but instead of air a gush of blood shoots up into your mouth. You look towards your executioners and see at least 10 of the soldiers standing there with their hard cocks point their guns in your direction. Your last thought is “at least I gave them a good show”. Then you feel 4 bullets shredding your cunt to pieces and 6 further bullets shooting through your tits. Then everything turns black.

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dog Rapes Woman

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Authors name: Kellie C. ([email protected])
Story title : Not a Woman's Best Friend
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Not a Woman's Best Friend (F/beast, rp, v)
by Kellie C. ([email protected])
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You know all those stupid Internet stories floating around about how women like having sex with a dog and they have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks? What absolute bullshit! This is a more realistic story.
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My name is Christine and I was raped by a dog. I was thirty-two years old at the time (I'm thirty-five now) and living twelve miles east of Seattle,
Washington. The only reason that I'm telling you this is because of all the stupid Internet stories floating around about how women are won over by having sex with a dog and have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks. That is such bullshit.It was a Saturday morning and I was cutting my lawn. The house I was renting had an attached garage and a medium-sized yard. It wasn't the greatest house in the world--or
even in Seattle--but it was clean and well maintained and it fit my budget. I was mowing along the front sidewalk, made a turn back toward the house when the sound of a car's tires screeching on the pavement behind me made me jump. I turned around quickly, half expecting to see someone flying through the air, but it wasn't a person at all, but a dog.



He had come out of the woods across the street and tried to cross the road; now he stood just inside the verge of the woods again, looking back over his shoulder. His ears were laid back on his head and his tail tucked smartly
between his legs. The driver laid on his horn, yelled at the dog fiercely, and then sped away. As the car drove out of sight, the dog cautiously reemerged from the woods and sat down on his haunches. He was a black Labrador Retriever, a big one, and he watched me with a dog's typical aplomb, ears pricked up and head canted to one side as though wondering what I was doing over here. I had never seen him before and guessed he was
lost. I called to him and it was obvious that he heard me, but for some reason he ignored my call and I thought, Well fuck you too, doggie, and went back to cutting the lawn.



After finishing up, I went into the house and made myself a roast beef sandwich with a cold glass of milk and watched the noon-time news. Just as the news was going off, I heard a dog whining outside my screen door and I
went to have a look. Of course it was the black Lab."Hello," I greeted him. "You decided to be social now?"He was bigger than I had originally thought, at least 120 pounds, and although he didn't have a collar on, from his appearance it was obvious he belonged to someone. He was lost all right. His owner was probably looking for him now or would be soon enough. In the meantime, he looked pretty thirsty and I went to the kitchen and got him a bowl of water. When I set it near him on the porch, he backed away and wouldn't touch it until I went back inside and closed the screen door. "You are the weirdest dog I've ever seen," I said. This from Christine the expert, who'd never had a dog in her life.



I leaned against the jamb and watched him lap the water. He was watching me back. I tried talking to him in a soothing tone of voice, but he remained just as wary as ever. When I pushed open the door, intending to join him on the porch, he backed away and headed down the steps, took off at a run across the lawn. Just as he neared the curb, however, another car came around the bend going way too fast--as usual--and for a moment I thought the dog
would panic. But the driver laid on his horn and doing a one-eighty, the Lab bolted back towards my house, darted in behind the row of hedges beneath the front window and let out a frustrated woof! He just stood there panting.
If I don't do something soon, I thought, this dog is going to get killed. Not really sure what I was doing, I picked up the empty bowl, refilled it at the kitchen sink, then walked through the garage to the side door, opened it and set the bowl in the doorway. Then I walked a short distance away. "This isn't going to work," I grumbled to myself. "He wouldn't even let you near him."
A few minutes went by and the dog ventured far enough out from behind the bushes to sniff the air and observe me with his impenetrable black eyes. I couldn't help it, it made me shiver. I backed up a step and thought, Maybe
this is not such a hot idea, Chris. Maybe you should just go back inside, lock the kitchen door and call the damn pound.



But before I could reject this idea as plain old school-girlish silly, I heard the phone ringing and went back inside to answer it. It was Jean Michaels, a friend from New York with whom I hadn't talked in a long time. As I chatted with her gaily for the next half an hour, I watched through the open kitchen door. The dog never came in.
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I shut the garage door and locked it. It was quarter to two and although I'd looked for the Lab all around the house and inside the garage, he was nowhere to be found. He'd done whatever it is lost doggies do, I guess...
gotten lost even more.Disgusted with the way I felt, I took a shower, toweled
dry, and put on a bathrobe. I was drying my hair when I thought I heard a noise from the garage. Not barking, but like someone thudding against the closed kitchen door. Armed with the blow dryer, I went downstairs and tip-toed cautiously through the living room and out into the kitchen. I could here him whining just outside the door. "Well, shit," I said aloud, at the sound of which he began to whine even louder and started a scattershot scratching at the door with his claws."Hold on, hold on," I said, wondering how he'd gotten in. I know the garage had been empty when I'd gone in to take my shower... at least I thought it had. He must have been hiding. Yeah, I thought, he must have been hiding.Opening the kitchen door just a crack, I watched him back
away to the far side of the garage and drop to his haunches. The water bowl sat empty beside his left paw. I had forgotten about it left it just inside the door. "Weirdo dog," I said.



Stepping into the garage, I closed the kitchen door behind me and predictably he got up and moved cautiously away to his tight. "You don't trust anybody, do you boy? Or is it just me?" He sat down again and watched me with
those polished black eyes. And then he growled.If I had been nervous before, now I was scared. You never showed fear to a dog--that's what I'd always heard--and it was obvious to me why. They can smell it on you. I clutched the bathrobe closed at my throat and took a wary step backwards, and as soon as I did this he rose and stalked two paces forward, teeth bared."Nice doggy," I squeaked. "Grrrrrrrrrr," rumbled out of his throat, low, deep and menacing. He took another pace forward, dropping lower to the ground and showing all his teeth. If I made a run for the kitchen door I knew he'd be all over me before I got three feet. "What's going on boy?" I said in a small, quavering voice. "You gonna hurt me? I tried to help you, you know." I was standing with my back against the side of the garage before I knew I had been moving. He approached me from my right, herding me away from the kitchen door,
toward the corner in the rear. I was terrified now. I was beginning to panic.
"Nice doggy," I squeaked again. "Nice puppy dog, doggie." Only this dog was anything but a puppy. He was a demon in black fur.



Refusing to be cornered like the desperate animal I knew I was becoming, I angled away and moved toward the center of the floor. The dog didn't like it much, but he let me do it. I began to think--pray--that he'd let me go all the way to the outside door and go through it. Just as it appeared he'd actually let me go, in a terrifying blur of motion, he leaped at me through the air. I shrieked and put my arms up but the force of his lunge knocked me to the floor. I banged down on my back striking my head on the concrete and hot sparks erupted like a 4th of July fountain across my eyes. My vision doubled and became alarmingly blurred. When it cleared again--too late--I found he had straddled me, fangs bared just inches above my throat. I was going to die.
But the dog had other ideas."What do you want," I pleaded in a tiny, terrified voice. My bathrobe was open, leaving me fully exposed. His hot wet prick dragged back and forth across my uncovered stomach, making me shudder and want to scream. At first I didn't even know what it was. When I finally did, in that same tiny, terrified voice--terrified now for an entirely
different reason--I protested, "No way!" and tried to scuttle away. He took my throat in his teeth."Okay, okay," I breathed with my eyes clamped shut.
"Whatever you want." I relaxed myself with a titanic effort and spread my legs. Again, the dog had other ideas. He released my throat and growled."What?" I was honestly baffled. He growled again. He made circular motions with his
head... I swear, he actually did this... and I slowly got the message. "On my knees?" I quavered in disbelief.The dog, who was not a dog at all, but the aforementioned demon from hell, nodded his head.



"You want to mount me?" A breathless whisper. He nodded again. I rolled onto my stomach and started to get up. Before I could get all the way up onto my hands and knees he batted my on my rump with his snout."What?" I was beginning to think I was already dead. Or in some nightmare dream caused by the concussion to the back of my head. It really ached. He growled and shook his head sharply to the right. Away from my body. And suddenly Iunderstood. "This is not real," I whispered. "It can't be real. It can't be. It just isn't happening." He wanted me to disrobe.Rising erect from my knees, I slid the robe back over my shoulders and let it fall into my hands. I began to bring
it around when he snatched it roughly away from me and flung it across the floor. It landed near the garage door with the arms in an out-flung, helpless gesture. That's how I felt--totally helpless. I was naked with a dog.He batted me again with his snout."What?" I objected, beginning to loose my cool. The
crippling shock and disbelief had begun to wear off and I was becoming rebellious. Damned if I was being corralled by a dog.



Suddenly he was up on his rear haunches, one talon-clawed paw on either of my shoulders and the back of my neck clamped firmly between his teeth. His breath flowing around my neck was horrid. "Okay, okay," I acquiesced. "I get the point." Then, as the powerful muscles in his jaw began to clamp shut on my neck, "Please! Anything you want!" It was a short-lived rebellion. He dropped back to all fours and so did I. He sniffed me up and down my flank and licked my right cheek. I took it. He snuffled into my right ear and bit lightly at the
lobe and I took that too. All the while I smelled his graveyard breath. What the hell was he doing? For a moment neither of us moved. He stood there panting, beside my right shoulder, facing me, and suddenly I understood. This was some kind of dominance thing, what I had occasionally seen one dog--presumably the alpha male--do to another. He was doing it to me. I got it, I
thought. Loud and clear. You're the alpha. I'm the bitch.Satisfied (he read my thoughts in my body language, there's no other explanation) he grunted lightly one time, then went to stand behind me. I stared straight ahead panting. He had really hurt my neck. Good luck, Christine, I thought. A dog is about to fuck you.



He sniffed at my pussy (I hate the word with everything I am, but I just can't think of a better one to use), then snuffled it like he had done to my ear. I tried not to jump but the shock was just too great. I gave a little shriek and sidled forward. He growled. "Fuck you!" I said vehemently under my breath. "I don't
like it, okay!"He obviously did, because a moment later his tongue went
from halfway to my navel all the way up the crack of my ass to the small of my back. This time I really did shriek and I surged forward in alarm. I also looked back over my shoulder in horror as ever nerve ending in my body jangled. It was like getting scrubbed by a warm, wet length of Scotchbrite.I didn't move. I didn't breath. I felt sick at my stomach. I wanted to puke. He licked my pussy again and I made a disgusting noise, something a real bitch might make. Tears leaked from my eyes and splattered onto the concrete below, sucked up almost immediately by the dust and porous surface. It wouldn't stay that way for long, not if I started bawling. When I started bawling. He lapped at me for a full minute, then two, getting me slathered up and absolutely raw. I felt every little sandpaper bead on his tongue and because I routinely shave to keep myself clean--I had done so only that morning--there was not even my wispy blonde pubic hair to offer any protection. My clitoris, my swollen outer lips, the mouth of my vagina, my urethra and especially my poor little anus all got the treatment. And the way he went after me with that tongue, with such unbelievable vigor--he'd driven me six feet or more across the floor--you'd think I was a sugar-coated treat. To him, I guess I was.Then he mounted me and locked his powerful forepaws around my waist and I squealed in complete and utter terror. He shoved forward with his cock, not so much searching for my pussy as dive-bombing it. I wailed again and tried to crawl away across the floor but he lunged forward over me and grabbed my neck again with his teeth. He bit down hard and growled an angry, you stay the fuck put! snarl, breaking my skin with his teeth--not deep, just enough to get his point across--and I could feel blood seeping out of the wounds. "Okay," I brayed. "I'm yours! I'm whatever you want! I'll do anything you tell me to! Just please, please don't hu--"



I sucked in an agonized breath as something hot and sticky and the size of a baseball bat entered my pussy. Then I shrieked and then I caterwauled--quietly, as those teeth still dug into my neck--and shook my entire body
trying to get him out. Instead, he worked himself even deeper."No," I sobbed. "Please no! Let me go!" Instead, I crawled forward under him six more agonizing feet until my head hit the back wall of the garage and then skidded
along its surface. I cried hot, sulfurous tears, the tears burning my eyes, my nose, the back of my throat. The thing in my pussy was hot and sulfuric too, pounding in and out of me, gouging at my vagina, assaulting me, destroying my sanity one thrust at a time. It was more pain than I could ever have imagined.
"Nuhungunaaaah," something inside me cawed. I was no more able to make coherent noise than I was of having coherent thought. I was a woman with a demon on her back... and in her vagina.



Trapped against the garage wall, I began to turn in against it. Splinters from the exposed two by fours gouged me wherever I rubbed against them. (I'd later look like a comedy skit from Saturday Night Live or Mad TV or something. The Splinter Lady, I thought.) But as the splinters attacked the side of my right hand, my right forearm, then my elbow, my upper arm and shoulder and finally my right hip and my thigh, the Lab continued walking me forward with his thrusts. I scraped against the plywood sheathing of the exterior wall,
encountering a second two by four, then a third, and finally a forth.Then I was in the corner that I had avoided so many years before--right where my doggie master wanted me--he banged me head first into the two by fours in the corner there, driving me unmercifully forward until my head had only one place to go--down and against the floor. I knelt there, jammed hard against the studs, my cheek pressed brutally against the cold concrete floor while the dog
banged and banged and banged away me.



By now I was sobbing so hard my chest felt like an exploding bomb. My entire being ached. My vagina was beyond repair and still the dog fucked me. "Please God, please don't let him do this to me," I kept saying, over
and over again. The words came out as something no human ear could ever have understood, except maybe God's... and I don't think God was listening.
Twisted with my head locked against the corner studs, I found myself watching between my legs as the dog wailed away at me. His cock was as big around as my forearm--my father's forearm--pasty white with a cobweb pattern of
vicious red veins. It was a foot long at least. It probably was longer. But terrifying as it was, what was at the end of it was ever worse. Because there, twice the thickness of the shaft and an even angrier red and white color, was a horrendous round knot. "No," I moaned plaintively as the dog continued to rut me. "I can't. I can't. No, no, no, please."But the dog told me I could and that I would and very shortly I did. I watched as the knot grew nearer to me with every thrust. Then the thing hit me with a sucking, slurping sound that made me retch with revulsion, stuck in me for a moment before he yanked himself back... and the wave of pain hit me like a Pacific tidal wave. On the fifth try he finally made it in and I was thrashing around wildly with the pain and making horrific noise and beating at his flanks with my fists. Then something hot and wet came cascading down my thighs and splattering on the concrete floor beneath our coupled organs, my guts cramped so violently that I screamed...
and then I was gone.
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The dog was laying in the far corner of the garage, cleaning himself and ignoring me completely. On the floor beneath my crotch, where I expected a huge mass of blood, I saw something possibly even worse: a grossly-puddled mass of foamy, already crusting over semi-white fluid... his cum. I had been thoroughly rutted.I found I had bled very little. How he could have driven
such a huge and misshapen thing such as that into me without puncturing something vital or causing me to hemorrhage I don't know. Feinting when he reached climax must have provided me just enough flexibility to spare my
life. I think I sat on that floor for the better part of an hour, staring at nothing. My pussy ached and my guts were roiling inside and I felt numb like a block of wood. Never in my life had the thought ever entered my mind that a dog might actually fuck me. I had imagined it of course (I believe all women have) but imaginings are supposed to stay in the realm of imagination. Not show up in your garage. "I want to go home," I said. The words sounded so good to me, so reassuring. My home was only 15 feet away. But again, the dog had other ideas.



The second time he came for me I just let him. I got on my hands and knees, docilely let him mount me, then put my chest and my face on the cold concrete floor and held myself open for him with my hands. I didn't fight him at all. When he came out of me somewhere about halfway through, and mounted me in a different way, I shifted my hands to my buttocks and spread them far apart. It hurt his being in my ass (getting past my poor little anus was really
tough) but not as bad as I had thought. It was my first anal experience and he spared me the ordeal of his knot. The third time I lay on my back with my legs drawn tight to my chest and let him rut me like that. I think it was a new experience for him and I'm not sure he even liked it. Are you trying to breed me? I asked silently of his inhuman, polished black eyes. Am I supposed to have puppies? If so, It would be quite a litter. And then I had an orgasm. I didn't want it to happen. I fought against it with everything I had, but it was involuntary and unstoppable. He was doing me with such savage determination that I think I had no choice. He suddenly slowed down and his muscles tensed and by this time the pain from his knot had almost gone away. He prepared to unload in me and when his first shot came, hot and gushing and spilling out my cunt all up my thighs and down over my asshole, I could not stop. I came and he came and the two of us came together, him squatted over me not moving, just emptying his testicles of their unbelievable load. I clutched myself behind my knees and prayed for it all to end. His gushing, and my orgasm. Eventually, they both did. Then he was finished with me.
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What happened to the dog? I have no idea, and I don't ever want to find out.
After the requisite fifteen minute wait, his knot finally shriveled and he pulled himself free of me with a wet popping sound and his cum--that part which hadn't already sprayed out all over me--gushed out onto my thighs and down between my buttocks. Such an awful mess. Then he hobbled to the opposite corner where he cleaned himself and ignored me from then on. He had gotten what he wanted and that was that. I cautiously got to my hands and knees and, risking another go at it, eased my way toward the kitchen door. I quietly entered the house and closed the door securely behind me, never taking my eyes off of him. He heard the door close but he never looked up. Later, once I'd cleaned myself up and then cleaned up the mess in the garage. I had my 9mm Glock with me then and just dared him to move. I would have shot him on the spot except that I'd have to explain and I would never do
that. I never saw the mutt again.I now live in Atlanta, Georgia, just about as far removed from Seattle as I can get. I live in a nice little, two-story frame house with a nice little garden out back and a semi-detached carport on the side. I also have a female Doberman Pincher named Mary that I know will never try to fuck me. I only hope some other dog does, just so I can set her loose on him.


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Pauline The Slut - Part 6: The Shopping Trip

When I woke the next morning my body hurt from the punishment of the night before. My husband had already left for the office. I took a bath and waited for the phone to ring. I expected another summons to the office. It never came.I done some housework trying to forget all that had happened. But it was difficult. My arse and breasts hurt. I made sure I was dressed appropriately when he came home that evening. I wore a black short skirt, white blouse and black heels.When he came home I was waiting for him by the door. He ripped the blouse open and bent down and bit my right nipple. I screamed and screamed again when he did the same to the left one. He pushed me up against the wall and grabbed my vagina before thrusting his fingers inside. He fingered me roughly before dropping his trousers and fucking me up against the wall. He was rough and kept calling me a dirty fucking slut as he pounded into me. He shot his cum and pulled out of me."Clean my cock." I reluctantly got to my knees. The smell was nauseating. His cock was covered in cum mixed with my juices. He lay his hand on my head and guided it towards his cock. I didn't want to do this but knew I couldn't take another punishment like last night. I opened my mouth and took his cock inside. "That's a good little cock sucking slut."Afterwards I ate my dinner on the floor beside him.The next morning he woke me up. Get up, have a shower and get dressed. We're going shopping for some slut outfits. I'll leave something on the bed for you to wear.Slut outfits. What did he mean. Where were we going. When I came out of the shower there was a white lace mini skirt on the bed and a matching lace tank top. I'd never seen them before. They were like something an 18 year old would wear on a night out not something a 55 year old mother would wear shopping. They barely covered my breasts and bottom and with no underwear I was completely exposed.I ate breakfast on the floor. We then left in his car. We headed out of the city. When we were on the open road he told me to take my top off. I hesitated. "Do you want me to stop the car and punish you." I quickly took the top off. The journey was uneventful for the next 30 minutes. Then as we approached a truck he told me to sit up and put my hands behind my head and leave them there. I did what he asked wondering what he was up to.He pulled up alongside the cab of the truck. He then hit a long blast on the horn. I looked at him and covered my breasts. "Put your hands back behind your head or get punished." I put them back. He was keeping speed with the truck."Look up at the truck." The driver was staring down at me with a dirty grin. "Give him a big smile. Now." I forced myself to smile. "Now shake your tits at him." I shook my tits. "Now lift up your skirt, spread your legs and show him your cunt." I looked at my husband pleading with him not to make me do it. "Now you're going to be punished." I showed the truck driver my cunt. "Smile at him." After a while my husband sped away.On the outskirts of the next town he told me to put my top back on. We pulled in to a shopping mall. I was so self-conscious of my clothes. People were staring at me. I followed my husband into each shop. He bought short skirts, some leather ones, crop tops, see through blouses and bikinis. I had to try everything on. We went back to the car. I expected us to head home. Instead he drove further into town.We came to a run down shopping mall. He drove around the back. Most of the shops were boarded up. He drove to one of the few open ones. The sign above said 'Adult Store'. There were 3 cars outside. "We're not going in here, are we.""Yes slut, this is where we get you some proper slut clothes." I followed him out of the car and went inside.Inside was much brighter than I expected. There was a tall dark man in his 40s behind the counter. He welcomed us. There was a couple looking at sex toys. She was about 30. He was a few years older. As we went through the store we saw another man, over 60, who was looking at DVDs. He looked me up and down with lust filled eyes.My husband started going through the rails of outfits. Holding up ones that took his fancy for closer inspection, handing some to me and returning others to the rail. When he had selected enough we went to the changing rooms. He told me try on the babydoll outfits first. I changed into the first outfit, a black lace babydoll with a black thong. I called him when I'd changed. "Come out here." he replied."Do I have to.""Yes, unless you want me to come in there and punish you.I came out and he looked me up and down. He had me turn around. Then he told me to walk down the aisle of the shop, slowly. I looked pleadingly at him "Do it." he ordered loudly. The others in the shop looked over. The 60 old man came over to get a better view."Put on the next one."The next one was a pink babydoll with open cups exposing my breasts. When I came out my husband was talking to the 60 old man whose name was Greg. Greg looked me up and down. My husband told me to model the outfit, turning around and walking up and down the aisle making sure to move my arse. By the time I got to the end of the aisle and turned around the couple, Mike and Helen, had joined my Husband and Greg. When I reached them my husband asked "What are you." I looked at him for mercy but knew it was useless."I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." They all smiled and congratulated my husband on having such an obedient slut. I felt so humiliated. My husband then told me to bring the rest of the outfits out. When I came back he had me place them on a chair. He picked up a french maid outfit and handed it to me. I turned to go to the changing room when he said "You can change here." I looked at him in disbelief. It was bad enough having to model the outfits without having to change in front of everyone. "Now slut unless you want me to whip your arse."I took the pink babydoll off and put the maid outfit on. They commented on my body, asked my husband about how he used me and talked about what they would like to do to me. It was so degrading. I modelled the outfit. Then the next one, an under bust leather corset. By this time the owner, Tony, had joined us. My next outfit was a see through crotchless body stocking. There were whistles of appreciation from Tony and Greg.By the time I reached the end of the aisle and turned around Greg had his cock out and was masturbating. Helen was on her knees sucking Mike's cock. On my way back to them Tony and my husband took their cocks out and started to masturbate. I was shocked. I had never seen my husband masturbate. How could he do it in front of strangers. I was disgusted. By the time I had modelled the next outfit Tony was handing Greg a bowl. Obviously he didn't want to stain the floor. While I was changing into the next outfit, Greg started to cum in the bowl and Mike was telling Helen not to swallow.When I turned to walk down the aisle Helen was spitting out a mouthful of cum into the bowl. I had only one outfit left to try on, a black latex crotchless body. When I came back up the aisle Helen was on her knees in front of my husband holding the bowl in front of him collecting his cum. When he finished Tony took his place shooting his cum in the bowel."Take off the outfit slut." I now stood naked before them. Helen handed me the bowl. "Drink it" my husband ordered.I looked at him horrified. "You're not serious. It's full of everyone's semen. Never." I handed the bowl back to Helen."Grab her arms and stretch them apart." Tony and Mike grabbed an arm each and pulled in opposite directions while my husband headed to the front of the shop. He came back with a riding crop. I struggled to get away but Tony and Mike held me tight. I heard the crop whistle through the air before it stung my ass. It was far more painful than his belt. Then he stood before me and whipped my breasts. I begged him to stop. Then the crop flew up between my legs and tore into my vagina. I never felt anything so painful. If I wasn't being held up I would have collapsed. "Stop, Stop." I shrieked " I'll do it."They let go my hands and Helen handed me the bowl again. I stared into the bowl. I received another lash to my ass. I raised it to my mouth. I started to drink the cum mix. Some of it ran down my neck and on to my breasts. When I finished everyone commented on what a cum loving slut I was. Then Helen ran her fingers around the inside of the bowl gathering the last drops of cum. She raised her fingers to my lips and I sucked them. She then bent down and licked the cum of my breasts. I was in shock. It was the first time anyone other than my husband had touched my breasts.When she finished I was told to get dressed. When I came back from the changing room Greg, Mike and Helen had left. Tony and my husband were at the checkout. As well as the clothes there were now some boxes which were being put into bags. Tony went over to a stand and came back with a riding crop. "A souvenir to remember your visit."My husband paid him. Tony then handed him a DVD. "The security camera. I thought you might like it."I never thought of the cameras. Everything I'd done was recorded. If anyone seen this I would be ruined. I would have to have it destroyed."Thanks, but don't you want it." my husband asked."There are two cameras. I'll have the other one. Here's my business card. Let me know when you're coming again. I know people who would pay to see a show like tonights."We then left and headed for home.

Part 13: Haley [look up the other parts on my profil :) ]

Haley was much more mature than Patty. Since Anna had given her such a hard time last time she fucked me, she was always shy around me. She would indirectly invite me to her birthday via Anna. I think she did so, because she wanted Anna to give her okay that way. And Anna always did. Haley wouldnt get too close to me still, she was clearly afraid of getting caught by Anna again. So her 24th birthday (a few months after the wedding) I barely got a minute with her, even though Anna had encouraged me to go after Haley. But at least I could convince her to stay in touch. We texted for a few weeks, but then kinda went out of things to say for some reason.
I was invited to her 25th birthday again, but at that time she actually had a boyfriend. Also there were a lot of people there for this special occasion and so I basically didnt talk to her at all. After that I thought I wouldnt even get invited again, but guess what, I was invited to her 26th birthday again. This time, it was a smaller party. She had only invited Jim, Anna, me, Patty (who couldnt come) and 5 or 6 other friends of her I didnt know. From Anna I already knew that Haley was single right now. We were at Haley's house, which was not too far away from mine, just 30 min with a car. It was smaller than mine, since it was meant for just one person, while mine was almost a family house already. It was my first time there so when Jim, Anna (in a red dress and black leggings, looking fantastic as ever) and I arrived (perfectly on time) Haley gave me a house tour, since the other guests werent there yet. Jim and Anna were in the kitchen, while Haley (dark blue and white striped dress) led me through her house. It had only one floor, first we went to the living room. Nothing too special, a nice couch, tv, the usual. Next was her bathroom. It was bigger than I expected, with a tub (with whirlpool function) and a separate shower. Haley told me she loved to relax in the tub. The floor was heated as well. We then skipped a store room and went into her bedroom. Haley closed the door behind me. I thought to myself: "okay... whats coming now?"
Haley sat on her bed and said:"I'm sorry. I know I didnt treat you very well the last two times we saw each other, one and two years ago. The first time, I was still insecure, because Anna caught us in the act ... I was afraid she would be mad at me if I flirted or even talked with you too much."
Me:"Its alright.."
Haley: "No its not, please let me explain. Last year.. I had a boyfriend. And... he was a jealous man... and ... I was still... kinda ... attracted to you, you know?"
I tried to say something but she interrupted me saying:"But this year, I will make it right okay? I spoke to Anna, she actually doesnt mind anymore. And I'm single... so... Would you give me a chance?"
Me:"You are beautiful and funny and I like you. So yes... You will get your chance with me... just one more question: Why did you sleep with me that christmas? You dont strike me as a girl, who sleeps with a stranger like that."
H: "Well thats a bit embarrassing to admit but... I kinda... had a crush on you? And you also werent a total stranger. Anna talks about you all the time. And I liked what I heard. But then when I saw you... well I kinda clicked. And then there was also Patty who wanted you.. so it was also kind of a competition... and I was horny... and also it was something new and kinky... so.. yeah... a lot of reasons...."
Her head was tomato red at that point. I laughed.
Me:"Okay I see. Since you were so sincere, I have to tell you I slept with your sister. She kinda forced herself onto me after and even before Annas wedding... but to be honest... she is really good looking so I enjoyed it... I havent talked to her in years though."
H: "Oh I knew that already. She didnt tell me immediately, but when I told her after my 24th birthday that you were there and that I liked you still, she already had had what I wanted... "
At that moment there was a knock on the door. Annas head appeared in the door. A:"What are you two conspiring here?"
Me:"We just had to talk about old times."
A:"Are you done? Good. Guests are arrived this minute! Come on guys!"
When Haley was busy greeting new guests, Anna pulled me aside and asked:"What were you guys really doing in there?"
So I told her what Haley and me spoke about. Anna smiled and said "sounds like she was the D I like so much... Have fun with her but..."
Me:"But what?"
A:"I wanna know everything."
Me:"Deal."

The party was really nice. Nice selfmade food, cocktails, beer, wine. We moved the couch in the living room to make space for dancing. Anna and Jim left relatively early and soon others followed, until it was only me and some other guy left. It was already 2 am at that point. Haley then politely asked us to leave and the guy obliged. I said I needed to go to the toilet. There I waited till the other guy had left. When I came out, Haley was already cleaning up. The music was still running though. I came up to her and said "May I ask for this last dance?" She giggled and let me lead her to the dance floor. I quickly changed the music to something slow. Then I grabbed her and hold her close. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her head against my shoulder. While we were dancing to the slow music she mumbled:"You know... I had hoped you would be the last to leave..."
Me:"What if I dont want to leave?"
H:"Oh you want to seduce me?"
Me:"Well, I am in no condition to drive, a taxi is too expensive, no trains going at this hour... its only logical..."
H:"I see, good sir. But honestly I would have preferred to be seduced."
Me:"So that logic wasnt seducing you... well then i'll have to try another method..."
I grabbed her ass and then massaged my way up her back. She moaned softly. I kissed the top of her head. She looked up to me and I kissed her on the mouth. She smiled at me and leaned against me again.
When the song ended we just stood there, hugging each other. Then she giggled.
Me:"Whats up?"
H:"Well... I broke up with my boyfriend 4 months ago... and I havent had sex since... and... hugging you already makes me wet." She stepped away from me, grabbed my hand and led it to her pussy. H:"here, feel for yourself!"
I touched her panties and first felt nothing, but after rubbing for 5 seconds I felt her wetness through the fabric.
Me: "Oh yeah, I can feel it... and I can do something about it..." I pulled her close, her back to me and started rubbing her until her pussy was soaking her panties. She grabbed my hair and moaned softly. Then I lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom. I stripped out of my cloths and helped her out of her dress. I went down on her and licked her pussy, circling around her clit and putting one finger into her pussy. After just one or two minutes she squirted in my face. The orgasm was so intense, it left her twitching for a few seconds. When I came up to her and kissed her I realized that she was already half asleep. So I just laid besides her, covered her in sheets and cuddled her. I think she was already asleep at that point, but she turned to me and laid her head on my shoulder and her arm over my chest. I still had a huge boner, but I couldnt wake her now. So I let her sleep. I took a while till I finally fell asleep and so I slept till noon. When I finally woke up, Haley was not in the bed anymore. I heard some noise from the kitchen, so I put on my boxers and went there. Haley had made breakfast for both of us, but it looked like she was already done. She was wearing a big t-shirt and (sleeping) shorts. When she saw me only in boxers, she looked surprise and said "well, look who got up. You look really good... I've never seen you half naked it the daylight before...I made breakfast for us, but then decided not to wake you and started by myself... I hope thats okay."
I nodded, went up to her and kissed her on the mouth. She certainly didnt expect that.
Me: "Everything okay?"
She smiled, nodded and kissed me... longer, more passionate. My hands were resting on her hips while we made out. After a minute or so we stopped for a moment. She smiled, pulled her shorts up so far that her camel toe was showing. It the shorts got a wet spot immediately. H:"Look what you have done!"
We laughed and I wanted to pull her close again, but she denied me, pulled down her shorts and said "this time, you'll have to fuck me." She bent over the kitchen counter and spread her legs. I inspected her pussy, it was dripping wet already. When I positioned behind her, she said "please go slow... I think I'm really tight right now..."
I caressed her ass, back and then tits, before pressing my tip against her cove. When I pushed the head on, I felt how tight she really was. I could only push it in slowly and she half moaned half whimpered while I did. For a while I only penetrated her with my tip, until she said "I need your penis deep in my vagina ... right now... please fuck me..."
I still only pushed in slowly, but this time I went all the way. She was still moaning and it got louder with each inch. When I was all in, a first orgasm shook her body, so I stopped moving.
H:"Dont stop now. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME!"
I obliged. I banged her fast, not max speed but still, for her tightness... I couldnt hold on for long, so after just 5 min I said "oh fuck I'm going to cum..."
H:"I'm almost there to, cum in my pussy... please..."
We both moaned loudly as I shot my load into her and she came with a squirting orgasm. I grabbed her and held her because I was afraid her legs might give in. Afterwards she turned around and we kissed again.

We took a shower together and had breakfast afterwards. When it was time for me to go, Haley looked a bit sad.
Me:"Whats up?"
H:"I just thought... I dont want you to think, I'm an 'easy girl' because I slept twice with you know..."
Me:"Dont worry I dont think that. And I really like you."
H:"So I will see you again?"
Me:"Sure!"
With that and a last kiss I went my way.

End of Part 13
I will tell you the rest of the Haley story at a later point :)

Pauline The Slut - Part 8: Back Home

I looked around for my clothes. They were ripped and there was no way I could put them back on. I looked around for something to wear. My husband began to leave. He looked at me and said "You'll do as you are. Let's go and don't cover yourself up when we go outside. Make sure everything is on display."

All the customers turned to look when we came out of the office. There were whistles and catcalls and they followed us outside to our car. As he got into the car my husband told me to turn around and shake my tits. I turned around and shook my breasts. Everyone cheered as I got into the car. We headed out of the car park and back on to the road home.

After a few minutes he grabbed me by my hair, pushed me down into his lap and told me to take his cock out and suck it. I undone his trousers. He lifted his arse as I pulled his trousers and underwear down. I then took his cock into my mouth. He pushed my head all the way down forcing his cock down my throat. I gagged and struggled for breath before he moved my head up. I just had time to gasp some air before he shoved my head down again. This continued on the journey home until he started to cum. I had no choice but to swallow it all. When he'd finished he kept his cock in my mouth even when it got soft. He kept it there until we arrived home.

When we got home he told me to bring in the bags and to bring him a beer. He headed straight to the study. I brought him his beer and couldn't believe what he was doing. The security video from the shop was playing on the TV screen and he was using his computer to edit it. Zooming in on my face as I drunk the bowl of cum. He then switched to the video from his phone of me sucking Pete adding it to the shop video. 

"What are you doing?"

"I'm putting together your video collection. You are going to be famous. Everyone is going to know what a dirty little slut you are. Now go to bed and let me finish this."

I lay in bed panicking about what he was doing. What did he mean I was going to be famous. Who was he going to show the video to. I had to put an end to this. I eventually fell asleep.

I was woken suddenly when my feet where grabbed and I was pulled to the end of the bed. I was flipped on to my stomach and my legs forced apart. Then I felt my husband position his cock against my asshole. As I tried to get free he pushed his cock into me. I screamed as he tore into my ass. He drove his cock until it was fully inbedded in my ass. He fucked me hard pumping in and out telling me how he loved fucking my ass and he should have done it years ago. He filled my ass with his cum and then threw me to the ground. 

"Clean it."

The smell of cum and shit filled my nostrils. I felt nauseous. My mouth remained closed. He bent down and grabbed both my nipples pinching and pulling them in different directions. I thought he was going to tear them off my breasts. As I opened my mouth to scream he shoved his cock in. He grabbed both my ears and moved my head up and down his cock.

"Use your tongue slut."

I felt his semi flacid cock harden as he shoved it down my throat. He was now fucking my mouth like it was my cunt. The taste of my shit along with his cock in my throat was making me gag. He then shot his cum straight into my stomach. He let go of my ears and climbed into bed. I crawled to the bathroom and threw up.

I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about what he said about the video. He had filmed me sucking Pete and he had the video of the shop. I had to get the videos and escape. But how.

The next morning my husband woke and ordered me to make the breakfast. I went downstairs naked and prepared breakfast. When we finished he told me to shower and put some makeup on and be back down in 30 minutes with the bags from yesterday. When I returned he had rearranged the furniture and set two video cameras up in the sitting room. There was a camera on the table. He told me to put on a bikini top and a pair of shorts. When I protested that I wasn't going to let him film me and show it to people he took the riding crop out of one of the bags. He didn't spare any part of my body. He lashed my breasts, stomach, back, ass and vagina. I screamed, begging him to stop.

"You stupid slut, when are you going to learn. If you don't obey me you can get out of my house. I'll use your slut body however I want and with whoever I want." 

He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the front door. He pushed me naked out the door. 

"Now you can fuck off and live somewhere else."

I had nothing. I was naked with no money. I fell to my knees.

"Please, don't do this. I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you want. I'll be your slut" I cried. 

He shut the door. I looked around. While we lived in a secluded area I was scared someone would see me. I banged on the door sobbing. After a few minutes the door opened. He stood there with his phone in one hand and the riding crop in the other.

"Are you still here slut."

"Please let me in. I've nowhere to go."

"You should have thought of that before you disobeyed me. Now get off my property." 

He raised the riding crop to whip me.

"No don't. I'm sorry. I beg you. I'll do anything you want just let me back in."

"You promised to obey me before and you haven't. You had your chance. Now fuck off."

"I will, I will. I'll do whatever you say. I won't disobey you again." 

A cruel smile came across his face. 

"You'll do whatever I want."

"Yes, whatever you want."

"On your knees slut. If you want to get back in you're going to promise to do everything I want and I'm going to record it on my phone. If you disobey me again I will send it to your parents, your sister and everyone else who knows you."

My mind was totally confused. I had to get back into the house but he wanted to video me promising to be his slut. I'd do it and plan an escape later. I got down on my knees.

"Now look in to the lens and say "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut. I want to be used as a three hole fuck toy by my husband and anyone he gives me to. I'm his obedient submissive slut." If you don't say it like you mean it I'm going inside, locking the door and calling some security guards to throw you out on the road."

"I'll do it." 

I looked at the lens on his phone and said it. He smiled.

"Next time you don't do what I want that gets sent to everyone who knows you including the kids. He wouldn't show that to the kids, would he. So much had changed in the past week I didn't know what he would do.He then unzipped his trousers and took out his cock. 

"Open wide." 

I got ready to suck him when suddenly he started to urinate in my mouth. I closed my mouth and tried to cover my face with my hands. He pushed me over with his foot and I lost my balance. I put out my hands to stop me falling. He pissed in my face and all over my body. I was drenched all over. When he finished he took a few photos of me.

"Now you might understand what your future is. I get to use you however I want. I'll have you fucking men and women and you'll do it or this video goes to everyone. Now we can't have you go into my house like that. Get on your hands and knees and follow me around the back of the house."

I walked on all fours around to the back. He went over to the hose and turned on the water. The force of the freezing water stung my body. He walked all around me hosing me down. He then told me to lie on my back and lift my legs up and spread them apart. He then directed the hose directly at my cunt. He laughed when I screamed from the blast of the water. When he'd finished he went inside and threw me out a towel. "When you're dry knock on the door."I dried myself and knocked on the door. He looked up from his chair but did not move. I was shivering but he didn't care. Eventually he let me in. "Now go upstairs fix your hair and makeup and be back down here in 15 minutes. We have some photos to take."

For my protection and my friend this is a fantasy story. it is up to you to decide if it is true or not. but i am not saying that it is. This did not really happen. But, if it did, I would be confessing something that has haunted me for 2 years. My wife of 10 years died of an aneurism suddenly while she was at work. She was an executive assistant for a large company in San Francisco. We had no children. A friend of hers called me in tears before the police arrived at my place of business, which I will not identify. Oddly, I was composed while being told on the phone, kind of. I kept repeating "what?, what?" as if I didn't understand what she was saying. Her crying and sobbing made it clear this wasn't a bad joke. But, I just kept saying "what?" "what?", getting a bit loud at the end. None of my coworkers noticed my demeanor given the nature of our work. My reaction could have been consistent with a normal business call. I cannot explain. I don't remember hanging up the phone. I was sitting there with my mind spinning. trying to make sense of the phone call. I was in complete denial. After a few minutes, I started playing solitaire on my laptop. crazy, i know. but, i didn't know what to do. somehow, the game actually distracted me and I managed to put the phone call behind me. I was strangely at some kind of weird peace. But then I fainted when I saw 2 uniformed police officers standing at the end of the hallway asking a coworker which one was me. When she pointed at me, I suddenly blacked out from shock. They revived me shortly. I did not injure myself in the fall. The older female officer asked me to confirm my name, and then told me what I already knew. I got sick. I threw up until I was dry heaving. I could not believe it. I became hysterical and had to be escorted out by the officers. I didn't really think about it until we arrived at the hospital that they were taking me to identify her body. I panicked. But, a doctor gave me something, I presume a sedative shot. It calmed me down real quick. When they lifted the covering to show her face, i was calm. probably from the drugs. i said, yes that is my wife. next thing I knew I was home. The county medical examiner conducted a pretty quick autopsy to determine the aneurism. I thought those things took longer than that, but I guess they had a good idea what it was and scanned her brain to confirm it.

Her mom took care of the phone calls and funeral arrangements as I was in complete despair. Something that no one knew is that my wife and I were getting a divorce. We had not seen a lawyer or told anyone, yet. She asked for it. That also devastated me. I am an average looking guy, but she was practically a model. She was a cheerleader in high school and college. she was 5 ft 3 in., 120 lbs. light brown hair with hazel eyes. Now she was dead at the age of 33. We had not had sex in 5 years, despite my best efforts. She eventually told me that she had no interest in sex. I did not suspect she was having an affair. I knew her better than that. She knew it was hurting me, so we went to a few specialists and she was diagnosed with hypoactive sexual desire disorder. I did some research and now believe that it could be related to the aneurism that eventually killed her. She was going to file for divorce so that I could find someone who could fulfill my needs. I did not want it but she was very adamant.

A older man I met at church about 3 or so years before this tragedy, ended up being the guy who would be her embalmer at the funeral home. He came to my home to tell me and ask if I wanted him to get someone else, someone I didn't know, to do this THING to my wife. I told him no. it was his job and I trusted him. He kept offering to ask for another embalmer, but I assured him i was fine with it. He was very kind and gentle. He offered his condolences with a tear or two to match my own as he headed for the door. Before I shut the door, he turns abruptly, as if he had forgot something, and asked me if I wanted to see her that night. The transfer to the funeral home from the hospital had already been made. She was in a refrigerated unit at the funeral home. He was going to start the embalming process in the morning once all the paperwork had been filed. I don't know why exactly, but I said yes. I followed him to the home. it was late, probably 11 pm, maybe later. He told me that he was not supposed to do this, so please not to let anyone know. I assured him I would not.

I was expecting stainless steel drawers with handles, like you see in the movies and tv shows, but it was a decent size room that was refrigerated. inside, were three gurneys with people who had died that day. One was my wife, another was a 70+ year old man who had died of a massive heart attack earlier that day while having lunch with his wife. He was a large man, maybe 6 ft 2, 270 or 290, i don't know maybe 300. big guy. the covered body on the third gurney was shaped very similar to my wife. He told me it was a girl who was a passenger in a car with another girl who crashed while texting and driving. the driver lived. This girl, was not wearing her seatbelt. she was thrown fro the vehicle and broke her neck. died instantly. He couldn't keep talking about it. for some reason, the young girls death chokes him up and effects him more than even my wifes. I assume it was because she was so young. a mere teen. He starts to say something, but stops.

So, he's quite emotional after this day and says I can stay as long as I like, until he comes back to get me or I came looking for him, whichever happened first. He was going into the chapel area to nap on one of the benches.

he left me alone with three dead bodies in a cold room. I stood there for what seemed like several minutes before I approached my wifes body. I pulled back the covering. There she was, as I had seen her before. I stared at her still made up face from work. They hadn't had a chance to clean her up for embalming yet. She was very white, kinda bluish. But, still just as attractive as the girl I fell in love with in college.

I guess it was an impulse. without even looking around to make sure no one was watching, I pulled the covering down to expose her breasts. I don't know how its supposed to work, post morten, but her nipples, which I hadn't seen in 5 years, were very erect. Her breasts are not very big. She is a small b cup, but still very perky for her age. NOW, I looked around and even went to the chapel to see if my friend was awake. He was snoring loudly.

I suddenly, with a very confusing mix of guilt and excitement, started getting hard. I hurried back to the cold room. I realized I had left the covering half off while I checked on my friend. I didn't bring a jacket, so I was pretty chilly, but my blood starting flowing and suddenly I began to warm up. I pulled my phone from my pocket. i was going to take some nudies of my dead wife. at that point, my cock had taken over and I didn't care how messed up any of this was.

so, with a shudder, I pulled the covering all the way off to the floor. I was in shock. I was expecting a bush, considering she had no interest in sex, but there she was... with the thinnest most perfectly trimmed landing strip I had ever seen on her. I was naturally confused, but didn't waste time wondering "why" she did it, or possibly "for whom" she was doing it. I started snapping photos and got very excited.

that's when things got out of hand. I was so turned on, I wanted to see her pussy. on the table, her cold outer labia was flesh colored and closed. I spread the covering on the ground and picked her up to put her on the floor.

rigor mortis is unsettling to say the least. while her legs and arms did bend down under the weight of gravity, her left leg and left arm seemed to stay more stiff. even her head didn't fall back like I would have expected.

i got her to the floor. and had a difficult time getting her legs to come apart. I finally figured to massage the legs to make them more pliable. eventually, she lay on the cold floor, naked, legs spread showing her perfect and tight pussy. and she was dead.

i didn't stop to think. i kept taking pictures and then realized... i realized the obvious. it was cold, but I got my pants down to my knees and knelt to the floor.

I don't believe in god like most people. i believe in a higher power but don't think he pays any attention to us. i hope I am right. i put my cock against her freezing cold pussy. rigor mortis, no moisture in her pussy, no lubricant. i was screwed.

i had gone this far. i wasn't going to be denied the pussy that was legally mine, at least while she was alive. I started going through drawers. finally, two rooms down the hall, I found some lubricant that I didn't even want to think about why they had it.

Back in the room, I dropped to the floor. I greased up my still throbbing cock. then, gently started applying lube to her pussy. it didn't feel as soft and fleshy as i remembered, but once I got my cock in, I remembered the ecstasy of having sex with my beautiful loving wife.

her eyes were closed, so I wiped my hands and opened them. I was a little surprised when they stayed open. I was fucking my dead wife as she seemed to look at me. I suddenly came harder than i can ever remember. it just kept pumping cum until it started oozing out her vagina.

i fell to the floor next to her. started playing with her erect nipples. and it wasn't more than 2 minutes before my erection returned.

as i lay on the floor, i could see the other two gurneys against the wall, side by side... then I got an evil thought in my head. yes, you know what I did.

I jumped up. penis purple and throbbing out of control. I walked slowly over to the other dead girl. I had no idea what she looked like.

I pulled back the cover and my jaw dropped. she was the most perfect looking blonde I had ever seen. her hair was cut short, up to her neck. And if i had any doubts about if she was a natural blonde before, I just saw the proof. a small patch of silky blonde hair sitting on top of her pussy mound. her tits were also not very big, but thats okay. she had thin, but muscular legs that made them look longer than they were. I noticed a nasty scrape on her left arm and left hip. not too big, and they had been cleaned.

the sheet goes to the floor next to my dead wife. this girl was even lighter than my wife. And somehow she seemed a bit more limber. I don't know why. I repeated the process., massaging her legs until they parted and revealed the smallest set of pussy lips I've ever seen. In a perfect clam shape with still some rosy pinkness left. her lips were also fuller than my wifes. not a lot, but they were cushiony to the touch. I took some books from a nearby shelf to put under their heads so I could see their faces better.

The girls eyes were still closed. When I opened them, they were bright gray, like so many movie stars. except for the scrapes from the accident, her flesh was smoother than my wifes, as a teen girls flesh would be. My wife was stunning. The perfect sex object now displaying her wares. And now this strange girl, legs spread, bright gray eyes appearing to look into mine. neither naked female able to smile, since they were dead. I make sure everything ls lubed appropriately and just before i enter this fresh coed, it occurs to me to check something.

I pulled apart her lips and with some work, and found...a hymen. if there is a god, i'm going to hell anyway. I gently enter her. looking into her eyes, then over at my wife who was now watching me fuck a dead teen girl. when I said her pussy was small and tight, and now a hymen? I wasn't kidding. I have an average size penis, about 5-6 inches. but, the blood had been pumping so long, I has as thick as I was long at this point.

I started to think it was't going to work, then decided I was going to MAKE it happen. the lube was adequate. I pulled back for a forceful thrust and grabbed her shoulders for support as I pushed hard. i felt ripping flesh. i mean lots of ripping flesh. i looked down and saw some blood. just what rubbed off her vagina as I made her a woman. I kept going. my god, it was impossibly tight. within a minute, i had again cum more than i thought i had in me.

i cleaned myself off, thinking it was time to put everyone back in place. but, i saw them again. lying side by side. these two beautiful women, totally naked. and totally mine to do as I wish.

I rolled the both over. they could have been mother and daughter. perfect asses. just absolutely perfect. i lubed up. started pumping my wifes asshole. When she was alive, she said that is something she would NEVER EVER do. out of the question. Yet, there I was. pushing my cock into her asshole. it felt a little, grainy, i guess? but obviously very tight. She was dead. I could go as deep as I wanted. I pushed and pushed, grinding into her cold, but bouncy soft ass cheeks. it felt incredible.

then, the girl. it felt about the same, but her ass was smoother, heaving and swollen, although, quite cold which I had gotten used to. I managed to lift her to her knees, sort of. i grabbed her tits and pulled myself into her as deeply as I possible could. that's when the final and most powerful gushing of cum started. I'm laying on her back kissing her neck as my cock empties into her. at that moment i thought of the girl who was driving. how much more guilty she would feel if she saw her friends hymen and asshole torn to shreds because she couldn't wait to text later.

an hour or so later, I had cleaned everything up. found new coverings. the old ones were quite dirty now. and had both in place and looking pretty much like they did when I arrived.

i put the dirty sheets in my car and trashed them later.

after I was sure i had all in order, i woke my friend, the embalmer. he was embarrassed he has slept so long. I told him it was fine, because I got to say goodbye to my wife.

He tells me he is going to stay and start the embalming since its almost morning, anyway. He walks me to the door. gives me a hug and tells me again how sorry he is. then...what he says next, well, that is why I'm confessing today. I'm an evil person. More than you know. My friend, who was kind enough to bring me to the funeral home to see my wife... he tells me what he was too emotionally choked up to say before his chapel nap.

that poor girl in the room with my wife? that was his granddaughter. She had just graduated high school and was heading to a Purity Pledge meeting before heading to Summer Camp. A Christian group of teens that pledge to maintain their virginity until marriage. He said to me that the only solace he could find in this senseless death, is that she will go to her grave having kept her promise.

Yes. I am going to hell.

hello every one out there in pervland, First off you will never get any personal info from me so please do not ask, I may add some pictures later but I will not promise. I want to tell you my story and it is mainly for me not for you. My name is Emma and I am 21 years old The first 19 years of my life were spent in a very religious home, and for most of that time I really did believe, My clothes would be very conservative and boring and I was raised to believe sex was only done when I was married and masturbation was a mortal sin. I started to question all this a few years ago, Little things at first, one time a little over 2 years ago. I was in the shower and as I washed myself I just kept rubbing, the feeling was so good and I almost fell down in the shower. I confessed my sin to the priest who gave me 50 hail Marys and the next week 100, the following week I was asked to go talk to a councillor. I knew the woman (Susan) very well as she was a very good friend of my mother, I was mortified and more than a little scared my parents would find out. But the priest had only asked her to talk to me and had not said anything about why. I wish I had talked to her years ago because I told her about my masturbating and how I had felt so ashamed, but unlike my parents she was very understanding and said masturbation was only natural and even though she respected my parents she did think they were wrong about that subject. She said that if I ever needed anyone to talk to I could call her anytime. I slowly discovered that masturbating helped me with any stress I was having and I did it every chance I got. For a while It was enough but one night I grabbed my hair brush and pushed it in, now I have never used tampons only pads for my period, so this was really the first thing that had ever been inside me. I got carried away and before I knew it there was a sharp pain and lots of blood all over my bedsheets. I knew what had happened but was still a little scared. I called Susan up the next day and asked if I could come and talk to her? She said it was OK and to come to her house as she was alone that day. I got to her place and we talked and told her what I had done and that I was a little scared, she put her arm round me and said it would be OK but if I wanted she would have a look. Now that was a surprise and she said not to worry as we were both women. I pulled up my skirt and pulled my panties down, she told me to sit down and open my legs so she could see. Now I had a very thick red bush at the time, and she said she would have to touch me to see if it was OK. Not only was she the first person to look at me that way but when she touched me I felt so sinful, she moved my hair aside and gently pulled my vagina open. She said everything looked fine but didn't move her hand away. She looked at me and before I could stop her she pushed a finger inside me. It felt amazing and she looked in my eyes told me to relax and slow at first she fingered me, she got faster and then she lowered her mouth down and as she fingered she licked me. I was lost in the moment and she was in total control. I still have no idea how long she was doing it but it ended in my first ever orgasm. She asked if I was OK? all I could do was nod my head. She stood up and took off her top then her skirt, she took her bra off and her breasts were massive and then she pulled her panties down, she had no hair and her clit was sticking out. She came over to me and pulled my T shirt off, my bra came off next, my nipples were rock hard and she lowered her mouth onto one, I knew what was happening was so very wrong but I couldn't bring myself to stop it. She stood up and took my hand and placed it at her pussy, my fingers pushed in and I tried to do what she had just done to me, it was very wet and my finger slid in and out very easy. After a while she pulled away and sat next to me, she told me to lick her as she had done to me, I got on my knees in front of her and moved my face closer, she grabbed my head and pulled me in, I licked her not sure if I was doing it right. The I got the shock of my life I felt some one behind me she said not to worry and then I felt it go inside me, I was very wet and although it was tight he pushed it in, Susan told me her husband Tom was in me and just enjoy it, he fucked me slow as I licked her, she told me he had been spying on us and she had planned this for a while. He got faster and faster and then he came. I fell forward feeling so ashamed, I looked round and saw him standing there his cock wet from my pussy, it was the first one I had ever seen. I suddenly thought what If I get pregnant. Susan kissed me and asked again If I was OK? I was more surprised that I was than what had just happened. I said I better go got dressed and left.

A few days later I was passing her house and knocked on the door, Tom answered and said Susan was out, I must have looked disappointed and he invited me in, he called Susan and he said she would be home in an hour if I wanted to wait. I sat in the kitchen and he gave me a coffee, he asked if there was anything he could do for me, my face went bright red, almost as red as my hair. He said oh and smiled at me. He left me in the kitchen and came back a little later, he was naked and asked if this was what I wanted? his cock was hard and standing out. I looked at it and he bent down and kissed me. He undressed me and again saw my thick red bush, told me to wait and came back with some clippers, he opened my legs and started to trim me till I was almost bald, he bent me over and got the hair in between my legs too, I had got so wet while he did this and felt him lick me from behind, his tongue going from my pussy all the way to my ass, his tongue licking my ass made me feel so dirty and then he pushed it in my ass. He picked me up and took me to his bedroom. I let him put me on the bed and he got on top of me, he pushed my legs up towards my head and then he pushed his cock inside me, he started slow but got fast and again he shot his cum inside me, I felt amazing and at that point he could have done anything to me. He took me back to the kitchen, and we sat, still naked and waited on Susan. I said I needed to pee and was about to go to the toilet when he handed me a jug and said just do it in that. I did as he asked and then got a real shock because he took the jug from me and took a drink of it. It was then Susan walked in smiled and called me a naughty girl. She stripped off and again she was licking me. I came again and saw Tom was hard again, Susan told me to bend over and she got something out the drawer I felt her finger at my ass it had something on it, cold and wet, she pushed it around my ass then finally inside, she used a lot of it then I felt Tom behind me, his hard cock at my ass, He pushed and the tip went in, I screamed out but he pushed more and more until he was in as far as it would go, he fucked my ass slow as Susan got in front of me and kissed me. He shot his cum in my ass and I fell forward almost onto the floor but Susan caught me. She held me and kissed me. She told me I could come over any time I wanted and we talked more, she told me my mother and her used to do this too with Tom before she was married and before she got very religious, that was my dads fault. She went down on me again and this time as she did it Tom got me to suck his cock. He was very hard again and as he was about to cum he pulled out and covered my face with it. I was well and truly fucked that day.

I visited them at least once a week for over a year, and it always ended up with sex usually both at once but sometimes just Susan or Tom. Susan talked me into moving out of my parents and into a small studio flat just a short walk from her house. They also bought me lots of nice clothes and quite a few sex toys. Tom came over one night and asked me to come back to his, I was only in my dressing gown and said I would get dressed but he said not to bother, It was warm and just getting dark so I didn't worry about it. I got there and Susan was naked in the living room but there was another girl there (Kerry) also naked. I knew her from church and Susan told me she and Tom had just introduced her to sex too and thought I would like to help. Kerry is a year younger than me blonde with very small breasts and fully shaved, Susan told me she had shaved they the night before. Kerry stood up and came over too me, she undid my dressing gown and pulled it off, she kissed me and her hand went right to my pussy, she told me she had liked me for years and that her parents had sent her to Susan when they had found out she liked girls, as soon as Susan discovered this she had seduced her the same way she had me. Kerry didn't hold back, unlike me she had been with girls before and knew much more than I did, she had me on my back licking my pussy before I could say much about it, I saw Tom behind her before Susan lowered her pussy over my mouth. I was getting very good at this by now and made her cum very quick even for her, Kerry had me cumming almost as quick and as I did, I lost control of my bladder and let my pee go into her mouth and over her face, something Susan loved me doing, Kerry liked it also, Tom came in her pussy and I cleaned it out for her as Susan fucked my ass with a strap on. So much went on that night and by the end of it I was done in. I woke the next morning in between Tom and Kerry.

After that day Kerry and I became very close, she would visit me most nights and we would always visit Tom and Susan. Then it happened, I became pregnant in July and as luck would have it Kerry fell pregnant in August. Since Tom is the only man we had been with we knew he was the dad, but Kerry and I had fallen in love and she moved in with me last month, we are the scandal of our church but we don't care. Neither my parents nor Kerry's knows who the father of our babies are but they do know it is the same man. My parents hardly talk to me anymore and Kerry's will have nothing to do with her. Susan and Tom have talked about moving away and having us live with them but Kerry and I are very happy together and are not so sure. We still fuck with them both and don't want to stop, but we only have sex with them Kerry and I make love together.

I hope you liked my confession

Pauline The Slut - Part 3: Further Degradation

I brought him his beer. He ignored me. I went to the kitchen and started on dinner. I put a bottle of wine in the fridge. I was going to show him what a good wife I was. 

Just before 7 he came into the kitchen. "Smells good, slut." 

"Please, can't we have a nice dinner together." 'SMACK' He slapped me across the face. "What are you." I couldn't believe it. I'd spent all afternoon making his favourite dinner. It all counted for nothing. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."

He went to the table and I served dinner. Before I sat down he told me to take off my blouse. I unbuttoned it and took it off without complaint. I had been worn down by the days events. He then summoned me to him. He put his hand up under my skirt and stuck two fingers into my vagina. He moved them around. It was so uncomfortable. He then took them out.

He put the fingers up to my mouth "Suck them." I could smell my vagina on his fingers. I was repulsed by the thought of tasting them. Then the pain shot through me as he pinched my nipple with his other hand. He pulled my nipple downwards forcing my face nearer his fingers. The pain was intense and my head began to spin.

"Now suck, slut." I opened my mouth and sucked my juices from his fingers. He let go of my nipple. The taste was disgusting. My stomach began to churn. He finally pulled his hand away. "Sit down and eat." We ate in silence but I could feel him staring at me all the time. When we finished I cleared the table.

A few minutes later he called me. "I have some desert for you." He unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the ground. "On your knees slut and get yourself a mouth full of cum."

"No, you're not going to cum in my mouth." He moved quickly, springing up from his chair and at the same time reaching down and pulling the belt from his trousers. Then he grabbed me by my hair and threw me face down on the table. 'WHACK' The belt lashed my buttocks. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down. Another lash followed by another. "Stop, please. I beg you." Three more lashes rained down on my now sore buttocks. 

"No more, no more. I'll do it." He lashed my buttocks again and again. "What are you." he asked. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. Another lash. "Now get down and suck the cum out of my cock you stupid cunt."

I sank to my knees before him. His cock pointing towards my face. He grabbed me by the hair again and pulled me towards his cock. I reluctantly opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in. "Come on slut, start sucking." I started to suck. After a few minutes he pushed more of his cock into my mouth. I tried to pull away but his hold on my hair tightened. Soon he was moving in and out and pushing his cock further in. I started to gag and struggled to break away. He held my head tightly and forced himself down my throat. I started to choke. 

He took his cock out so I could breathe. He slapped me across my face with his cock then forced it back into my mouth. He pulled my head back and forth in rhythm with his cock. The rhythm quickened and he forced himself down my throat again. I was choking when I felt his semen flood down my throat. I was forced to swallow. When he had finished cuming he took his cock out of my mouth and rubbed it all over my face.

"Now I've fucked and cum in your three holes. You're a proper slut now. A three hole fuck toy." He turned and got himself a beer and went to watch TV. 

I was defeated. I had been degraded, humiliated and abused. He had used me like a slave. My body ached and I felt like getting sick. I struggled to my feet and made my way upstairs to the bedroom. I showered and went to bed.

I was asleep when he came up to bed. I half woke when he switched the light on. Then the bed clothes were pulled off the bed. My nightdress was ripped off me and then my panties. I was now fully awake. He was naked and erect.

"Slut, you are to sleep in the nude from now on." He forced me on to my stomach, spread my legs apart and positioned himself between them. I felt his cock against my asshole. "God! Nooo!" I screamed as he drove into my tight hole. I felt like I was being split in two. The pain was intense. 

"Please, please, take it out. You're tearing me apart." This just seemed to encourage him. He forced himself further into me. My screams filled the house.

"Nearly there slut. Just another three inches to get in." He pushed. I screamed louder. He was pounding in and out of my ass with increased tempo. This seemed to go on forever. My body couldn't take much more . 

His pace quickened and then I felt his cum explode inside my ass. He collapsed on top of me. After a few minutes he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.

"What are you"

"Oh no." I thought "when will this end."

His other hand found my nipple and pinched hard. As he continued to pinch he asked again. "What are you" 

I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I whimpered 

"That's right. You are an ass fucking, cock sucking slut and that's going to be how you spend the rest of your life." He laughed.

He turned over and went to sleep leaving me sore, crying and my mind in turmoil with thoughts of my future life.

Last night my ex boyfriend came to my apartment after a night out at the bar. He still had a key to my house I guess because he let himself in. I heard him in the kitchen and came out with my baseball bat, didn't even bother to put anything on over my panties and shirt. When I saw it was him I told him to leave and he got pissed, snatched the bat away and shoved me to the ground.

He called me a stupid cunt, grabbed me by the throat and picked me up, said he'd come and go as he pleased since he paid for my car (he made four payments while I was out of work, I don't know how that means he can come in my place at will).

He forced me to kiss him, spit on my face, and made me bend over the kitchen table. He yanked my panties down, and tried to fuck my ass but he's too big to just get in and every time he tried to spit on my hole he missed and got my cheeks or back. I kept telling him no, begging him to stop and go away, but he was just getting more mad, told me I deserved it, and to stop being a bitch.

He started shoving his way in my vagina instead, he didn't have as much trouble and was fucking me really hard in no time. I tried to push away, but he just pushed my face into the table and kept going. I came twice. They were the best orgasms I've ever had. I was so ashamed I just started crying. He laughed at me, called me a slut, and kept going. When he pulled out I collapsed and he shot a big load of his cum on my kitchen floor, some of it got on my body. He asked me if I liked it but I just cried. He slapped my ass over and over, telling me to thank him, and didn't stop until I did.

He laughed, spit on me again, then took something from my fridge and left. I laid there crying for two hours afterward. I called out of work today. I've spent all day staring at my phone, split between calling the police, and calling him to see if he will take me back...

So I just got home from visiting my ex's family. I was there for an extra day because of what I found lol. I stayed at my ex's grandparents house cause well we get along ok, but not that well. The first night I realized her cousin was in town from out of state. She is a shy kinda gothic geeky girl about 5 ft 7 and 120 pounds and turned 18 late last year. First night I didn't pay much attention I'm 29 and well shes much younger so I just went to bed without even saying a word. The next day around 2 I noticed her doing some bad ass art work and saw she had pictures on the wall that she had done too. Conversation started from there and after a few witty sexual exchanges I invited her to go to a carnival that was going on that evening. We went to to the carnival and started holding hands after she got scared on one of the rides. By then it was around 1030 so we went what all people do in a small town.....Went to Wal Mart lol. Started driving home and I said I'm not really tired are you? She said no so we drove around for a while and ended upparked in a field a few miles from the house and looked at the stars. She proceeds to really open up and say she doesn't really get hit on buy guys just girls. Says she has never had sex with a guy just kissed and every time she is with a girl she is the dom one and never gets anything in return. She sits up and and moves to the front of the hood and I jump off and face her as she proceeds to tell me more. She trails off and we both lean in to kiss each other. By then I have been rock hard forever lol and just oozing pre cum. She scoots tword me and puts her crotch right against my dick and kisses me harder. I start to take off my pants and she starts breathing harder. I move her right hand to my throbbing cock and she starts sliding her hand up and down it and I must say for not ever touching one she did a damn fine job. All the sudden she asks if I have a condom and I reply hell yes I do lol. I get the condom and come back and she has her pants and panties off and is spread waiting on me. I decide to make her wait and I move my mouth to that sweet virgin pussy which is perfectly smooth btw and smells and taste amazing, she lets out a lil yelp when my mouth touches he clit I sucked and licked her for only like 2 mins before she was moaning and having an orgasm. I knew this was the perfect time for her to feel my dick in her. I stand up and give her a long kiss and she says damn I taste good and giggles. I watch her face and slowly push my cock into her very wet tight vagina. She starts to bleed. I watch her go from pain to ecstasy and back the whole time I am asking her if she is ok and she always said yes go deeper. After about 10 mins of going deep slowly I decide to really let her have it and told her to get ready, she shyly said ok. I start pounding it in and she lets out yelps of excitement the looks on her face were priceless, pure enjoyment, wide eyes, mouth open and wanting it more. Every time she had an orgasm she let me know, by this time we were like 40 mins into the whole ordeal and she was up to 5. I tell her I'm gonna cum and she says do it deep so I thrust in as hard as I can and fill the condom as full as I had ever and slowly pull out. I take the condom off and she jumps down and starts suckking on my still dripping dick. OMG for never ever ever.....having a dick in the mouth she was AMAZING. Guess all those girls she had been with paid off in the oral department. She would stroke me and suck it at the same time all while looking at my face. Once in a while stopping to smile at me. I told her I was going to cum she just kept going. i shot a gigantic load in her mouth and she didn't wince or pull back at all, just took it all and played with it in her mouth and on my dick for a while. She said it tasted good and I told her there is a lot more if she wants it lol. That night when we were back on the house I snuck into her room at her request. She treated my dick like a god, she couldn't get enough. i had 2 more orgasms and she was absolutely amazing!

Just goes to show that ya never know where a small innocent conversation will go!
Also it was one of my ex's cousins lol

One time, I was playing battlefield 2, my girlfriend at the time was laying down on the floor, and I was sitting on the bed. She kept talking to me and I wasn't paying attention to whatever she was saying, you know....video games. However, I glanced down and she had pulled her skirt up and her ass was up in the air. So knowing I was about to get some, I got down on the floor and began to fuck her. What happened next is something only a physicists could explain through some sort of mathematical model and if he were to calculate the probability of this happening...it would be statistically impossible. I had fucked her many times like this before, but some how, she slid back, as I slid out, and during that brief moment in time, all the planets were aligned, as well as my dick, with her asshole, and I went deep into her ass. I would like to add, the reason I had slid out of her pussy in the first place, was for me to readjust my footing because I was slipping on the oriental rug that laid on top of the hardwood floor so when I rammed her, it was full force. When I say full force, I mean it too. It was almost like being in a swimming pool and pushing off the sides of the pool underwater. You know how sometimes you can get a slight push off the pool wall, and barely make it across the pool?....this is not how I entered her. I entered her as if my legs were fully bent, pushing off the wall with enough force to crash into the opposite wall of the pool, hard. What made this act of god even better, was it took her a second to register what had just happened to her because she was drunk. Before the scream, she whispered very quietly, "that's the wrong hole"....then she screamed. Now remember, I had no idea what the fuck just happened because this wasn't premeditated. I said, "what?"...and she in a quick, hurried voice, "It's in my ass." Granted, she did tell me it was the wrong hole, but my big head didn't even have time to process the sentence due to direct control of my very existence via the little head. Okay, now finally, here's my confession.....even though this happened years ago, I still get off from this accident. I can just remember feeling the temperature difference from her ass compared to her vagina. I didn't get off at the time it happened, because she ran to the bathroom and came back with toilet paper that was bright red. I had made her ass bleed. Well afterwards, we kind of joked around about all of it, and she wanted to go to bed. I didn't want to because well, I still wanted to get off! (Come On baby, what about me). So when she feel asleep beside me, I started jacking off to everything that had happened, and I am not lying when I say I have never shot so much cum from my cock as I did that night. After I cleaned up my load with what I thought was her dried bloody ass blood toilet paper, I felt like my cock was still kind of sticky so I rubbed under the edge of my head and shaft with my finger, and could smell faint bloody shit. I then took a shower and went to bed. I can't believe that happened nearly five years ago, and I still love it all.