extreme rape

…With no warning, a strong male arm encircles you, claps a hand over your mouth, while another arm draws you back into the man standing behind you, pressing your nubile young body against his. You’ve been so absorbed with what’s on my computer that you haven’t even noticed me re-entering the room through a door behind you, a door you assumed led to a closet.

My breath is warm against your neck as I hold you to me and whisper into your ear, “Like what you see, you little slut?” The hand not clamped down over your mouth roaming across your chest, groping your firm titties, cupping them through your top, pulling at your nipples, before slowly gliding down across your bare midriff, teasing at your bellybutton, to end up at your pubic area. Pressing gently, then rubbing along your slit through the denim. “I saw what you were doing, you little whore…”

My other hand slips from your mouth – but not before I say to you, no longer whispering, but speaking aloud, now, “I know what you’re thinking: ‘When he takes his hand away, I’ll scream my head off!’ Well, go ahead, if it makes you feel better. But have you noticed there aren’t any windows in this room? It’s in the interior of the house – nice thick walls – no one’s going to hear a dumb little cunt yelling her lungs out…” Still, you feel compelled to try, and call out for help as loudly as you can.

You stop screaming when you realize the only effect is to make the erection pressed against your bottom throb — all you’re doing is turning me on…

Before you know what’s going on, I’ve bent you forward, slipped your top over your head, pulled your arms behind you, and snapped handcuffs around your wrists. Turning you around again, I push you down onto your knees in front of me. Enjoying the shock on your face as I unzip my pants… Eyes wide, you start to shake your head “No!” – but I grab a handful of your hair and slap you across the face. Not hard, just enough to get your attention. “It’s time for you to learn a life-lesson, little girl,” I announce, looking down at you. “I know – I’m not a little girl! — you think you’re almost a full-grown woman, don’t you, Lacy? But we both know the truth: deep down inside you’re just a scared little girl trying to prove herself. Cockteasing’s always worked for you, hasn’t it? But not here, not now. You probably think it’s safer teasing an older guy, don’t you, sweetie? They’re more in control, less likely to get carried away, after all. But you need to learn the lesson that every cocktease should learn, sooner or later – that every dictator learns, sooner or later. That the people in power are only there because others permit it.

“You think the lure of your cunt is enough to make any guy do what you want, don’t you? So, so wrong, sweetie. True, I’ve got more self-control than guys your age – but I’ve also got a lot less tolerance for the sort of bullshit you’re flinging around when you parade around half-naked like you have been in front of me.” With my free hand, I pull out my cock, raging hard, 8” and thick. You’re gaping at it, only inches from your face.

“In politics this would be called a ‘coup’ – but I just call it ‘justice’ – or maybe ‘cocktease learns what it’s all about.’ Guess some people would just call it rape.” You look up at me in alarm. I just grin down at you. But then the grin fades, and I tell you, harshly, “Open your mouth, bitch.” You start to shake your head again, maybe still thinking you can get away. But I slap you again, and pinch your nose, forcing you to breathe through your mouth. As soon as your mouth opens, I slam my cock between your pretty lips, burying it deep in your mouth, my balls slapping against your chin. Deftly, I produce a swimmer’s noseplug from one pocket (yes, this has all been planned out) and slip it over you head and onto your nose. Forcing you to continue breathing through your mouth – yes, the mouth that’s filled with cockmeat. Making you totally dependent on me…

Placing both hands on the back of your head, I commence fucking your mouth, slowly at first, savoring the sensation when your throat muscles spasm & contract when you gag on my cock…so luscious! “Oh, fuck, yeah!” I exclaim. “That’s it, you little bitch, take it all down your tight little throat, you cockteasing little whore….There’s two ways this can go, bitch – you can relax a little and maybe enjoy what’s happening, or you can fight it — doesn’t make any fucking difference to me…but if you even think about biting my cock it’ll be the last time you ever use your teeth for anything…”

Pumping my cock into you harder & harder, now, really going to town raping your sweet young throat. “Yeah, that’s it, swallow that big nasty cock, you stupid little fuckwhore…they’re going to call you ‘Cunt-mouth Lacy” after this, bitch…” You’re struggling – to free yourself, to get away, just to breathe, but I’m so much bigger than you, it’s easy to hold you in place. You soon learn that the harder you struggle, the more I enjoy choking you with my thick cock, holding your head down to my abdomen until you think you’re going to pass out – or puke – you’re not sure which. Only then do I let you up to breathe… Soon you relax and just take what I’m giving you, passively letting me fuck your mouth and throat until I’m ready to cum.

“Ready, you little slut? Ready for some nice tasty cum down your throat? Ready for a cocktease’s reward?” I neither expect nor wait for an answer. The semen boils up and out of my balls, causing my cock to spasm wildly as spurt after spurt erupts down your throat. But I pull out before I’m done, so I can finish shooting off all over your pretty young face, long thick ropes of cum flying across your nose, your cheeks, your chin, your eyes, even into your hair… You’re drenched in cum by the time I’m done.

I pull back, semen dripping from the end of my cock onto your thighs as you kneel before me, gasping for breath, tears streaking your face. “You’re welcome,” I proclaim in a caustic tone, wiping my cock clean with your soft hair.

“Welcome to cocktease hell, Lacy. We’re just getting started…”