extreme rape

No more Mia?! How sad!!!

Well, at least we can all look forward to your next tale. However, maybe it would be a sweet idea to plan out the story in advance, so that is actially comes to a satisfactory conclusion after the three or four parts.

As for my tale…well, I’m still working at it. I have a dandy prologue more or less finished, as well as the basic framework of chapter One.

I think it could lead to something great.
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this is my first story to post on here and i hope you like it. it has more bondage than rape, but i think it’s a very good story. all of the stories that i do have me as the sweet innocent virgin victim. i’m hoping to convince a friend of mine to help me continue this story soon.

Edna’s Basement

By Missy

Chapter 1. Missy Revealed

Missy looked out the window and watched as her Mom got into Bob’s truck.

He was kind of gross - when she’d let him earlier it was pretty clear that

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The Babysitter

By Throatdagger

My name is Harry and my wife is Ann. We have a two year old boy named Jason. When Ann and I go out for the evening we hire Tracy to watch Jason. Tracy, who is 17, has long red curly hair and has very pale skin without any freckles. She is rather skinny with small breasts. We have heard so much on the news about babysitters abusing small children that we installed hidden video cameras throughout our house. After Tracy babysat for us last Friday, I had reviewed the tapes from our cameras. Although Tracy had taken excellent care of our son; to my surprise after she had put him in bed for the night, she had rummaged through the den. She had discovered the porn material I had hidden in the back of one of the cabinets. I watched the video as she thumbed through the various magazines and then she had inserted a video tape in the VCR. As she watched the XXX rated film she began to slide her hand up the short mini skirt she was wearing. Tracy seemed to always dress pretty much the same. A kitty print T shirt with short mini skirts. She wore thigh high nylons and heeled shoes. I wondered if it was some kind of group she was in.

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The Bank Teller

By Throatdagger

My name is Hank and I’m 6 foot tall with a little pouch of a stomach. The women don’t pay me attention. I guess it’s because I look like a nerd with my glasses. I always go to this one branch of my bank because there is this one teller, Sarah that I really am horny for. She is this little half Spanish girl. Sarah is about 5’6’’ tall with long brown hair that falls just below her shoulders. She has nice breast and a cute little bubble butt. I always try to have something that requires her to turn around or walk to another teller station so I can see her butt wiggle in her tight skirt. Her high heels that she wears even tightens her ass more and make her legs muscles stretch. I’ve decided that it is time to get some of this Spanish treat. I’ve developed my plan and have made a little love nest ready back at my place. I don’t want this to be a quickie: I have fantasized about this hot enchilada too long.

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It was a cold evening in March, as numerous cars drove into the parking lot. Molly Holly was already making her way into the arena, checking her watch. It was 5 minutes past 7, and the show would begin in less than an hour. Molly is a professional wrestler, working for World Wrestling Entertainment for the past 4 years. Perhaps like many females in the business, men unfamiliar with their shows would be surprised to learn of how she makes a living. Hidden beneath the normal appearance and friendly smile was an athlete with impressive skills in the ring. Most people in the business have had their share of character changes down the years, and she was no different. Making her debut as the bubbly blonde cousin of Hardcore and Crash Holly, Molly was a welcome addition to the roster. Soon she was donning a mask and cape as super heroine ‘Mighty Molly.’ But it was when she became a brunette, and turned heel for the first time, did she achieve the most success. A 2 time Women’s Champion, she has trained the likes of Trish Stratus and Stacy Keibler. Despite being one of the few women left to combine both beauty and wrestling ability, the 27 year old would probably not be in the title mix for the upcoming Wrestlemania. WWE have started to favour potential playboy cover girls with little or no talent other than to stand around in lingerie. Which would explain why she found herself in Texas on this night, a couple of miles outside Dallas. Although ‘Heat’ has at one stage featured every big name in wrestling, it is not one of the company’s big shows. She didn’t care much for this small town either. It is surprising that WWE return to this redneck speck on the map every year. She recalls meeting some nice people, and on the other hand a constant uneasy feeling the place provides. But as a model professional, knowing she still has a loyal following, she will turn up week in week out. She was walking down the hallway, as some maintenance and the occasional fan passed by. A group of men were in her path up ahead, but she was rooting in the gym bag by her side. As she zipped it closed, suddenly there was a clash with someone. ‘Oh….I’m sorry’, she said looking up at the man. ‘Watch where you’re goin’ missy.’

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Die Züchtigung der Geilen Annette

Ich klingelte an der Haustür, Annette öffnete mir und grinste. Sie trug eine weiße transparente zarte Seidenbluse, keinen BH. Die dicken Möpse wahren sehr prall und Ihre Nippel waren zu erkennen. Die Bluse umschmeichelte ihre dicken Titten. Um den Hals trug Sie ein graues Seidentuch mit Blumenmuster das im Nacken geknotet war. Das Tuch hing ihr über ein Titt während der andere Titt in der Bluse gut zu erkennen war. Ihr Mund war leicht geöffnet, sie hatte schöne große Blaselippen und eine süße Zunge, jedes Mal wenn ich Sie sah schwoll mir der Riemen in der Hose an. Die Jeanshose war eng, so das man Ihre dicke Fotze sehen konnte und seidig glänzende Strümpfe. Ihre Füße steckten in schwarzen hochhackigen Pumps.

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RAPING MY SISTER SOPHIE. PART TWO

BY PAUL ANTON

Sophie was kneeling on the carpet next to her bed and sucking her little brother’s cock. She was wearing her pyjama bottoms, but was topless. Tears were running down her face. It wasn’t just the humiliation. It wasn’t just the horrible taste of dirty cock and sperm that was flooding her mouth and nose. It wasn’t how much her tits hurt from when her brother had bitten them. It wasn’t even that she had puked in the toilet from all the cum and felt like puking again as she was forced to deepthroat Joe’s penis. What made it so bad was that her parents were going to arrive any minute now, and Joe wasn’t letting her stop until he came again. She’d already swallowed his cum twice. In the living room and in her own room, right before she had to run and vomit. How much semen could there be in her brother’s balls? If he always came this much, the next year… no, she did not want to think about how this would continue. She was too afraid of what he would do to her.

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Looking intently into your pink asshole I wonder how good will it will taste once I plunge my writhing tongue into it. You can only watch my act of love in the reflection of the mirror which I have placed in front of you, because I want you to watch all of it…taking breaks to give your neck a rest just isn’t fair to me. Afterall, I have planned this moment for a long time. I made sure the positioning is perfect with others, so that not only will you see my tongue but also your pink sphincter, too. This is important to me. Why, you ask? Because everyday for six years I have jerked off to this moment. Not the moment when I tongue fuck your asshole, mind you. That’s just the lubrication process at work. It’s the moment when…well, I’m getting ahead of myself. The lubrication process is a process and not a formality. I wish you could reach under yourself to finger fuck your pussy as I do this, but your hands are cuffed behind you, so that’s impossible for the moment. Then again, that’s more fantasy than reality since you’re in so much pain after I smashed your face in with my brass knuckles unless you were a true submissive frigging yourself would be the farthest thing from your mind, but I digress. Of course, your eyes are fine it’s just the rest of your face that is destroyed. Your nose is Z shaped, and I find this oddly suitable for you. Every now and then when blood pours out of your mouth some of your teeth come out too kinda like pearls floating down a dark crimson river.

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