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Authors name: Desert Bandit (address withheld)
Story title : Lustful Hate; Imad's Revenge

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Lustful Hate; Imad's Revenge
By Desert Bandit (address withheld)

***

All I will say is this; deep down, every guy dreams 
about doing this kind of thing to snobs. However, 
actually doing it is not worth risking going prison and 
getting a dick up your ass so, lets keep this strictly 
fantasy. (FFM, rom, nc, rp, mc)

***

"The college years are the best years of your life." 
Yeah, bullshit. Not when you end up in a school with a 
bunch of snob-nosed bitches. I was in a "Christian" 
school of sorts, in San Diego California, and I was 
pissed as hell. In high school I had no trouble getting 
laid, being how I was a star athlete, and I always had 
a girlfriend. Usually I kept a mouthwatering blonde at 
my side so that I could stick my dick in something warm 
and wet whenever I was stressed out from wrestling, 
football, track, or studying. 

Every once in a while some virgin chick would want to 
give herself to me, and I would usually go ahead and 
deflower them. To some guys this may sound like I 
ruined them for nicer guys, but, believe me, I did not. 
Even though I was an athlete, I was never a bully. I 
was state champ in wrestling, an awesome running back 
in football, and a discuss thrower in track. Throughout 
high school and my freshman year I was 5'10, 175lbs; 
all skin and muscle. 

Yet despite this, I never treated guys labeled as 
"nerds" or "losers" as sub-human. That is just plain 
stupid and wrong; I mean, what's the point? Some of us 
are not born with gifts; we can't choose our genetics. 
It's stupid and wrong to hold that against somebody. 
The vast majority of the jocks in my class were just 
assholes to the rest of the male population in the 
school. 

Given the large number of assholes, I knew that if I 
did not deflower the virginal girls, sooner or later 
one of the jerks would. This may sound arrogant, but I 
prefer myself, a guy who treats others with respect, 
deflowering a virgin chick than some dumb-fuck ass wipe 
who is only good at catching a ball, or running really 
fast.

Sad thing was though, even though I was the one many 
virgin chicks chose for their deflowering, in the end 
they ended up dating (and fucking) all the assholes, so 
by my senior year I deflowered my last girl and took no 
more calls after that. I just held on to the last chick 
whose cherry I had popped and we remained an item 
throughout our senior year. In college, things changed.

My parents said they would give me a free ride to 
school if I went to a "Christian" school on the coast 
of San Diego. I was qualified to be a cadet at West 
Point given my athletic and academic background, 
however, because the "Christian" school I was at did 
not have a wrestling team, and I was not quite college 
level in football or track. I was a fast runner, but I 
couldn't compete with a lot of the guys who went to my 
small University. What ended up happening was something 
I knew would happen once my athletic status in high 
school ended- no more pussy. Refusing West Point's 
invitation was a mistake.

I knew that the majority of the girlfriends I had in 
high school didn't really love me; they were just 
interested in being seen with me because of my 
athleticism. That meant that they were more in love 
with themselves. All the guys who are in sports know 
this; that is why they don't respect women. 

I mean, come on, picture this; some bitch offers you 
her pussy, just because you can run fast or twist 
someone's limbs into a mat, as a man what do you do? 
Obviously you stick your dick in her and enjoy 
yourself! What about her feelings? Fuck that! I mean, 
if she doesn't give a damn about you and only cares 
about the status you give her, then why in the hell 
should I care about her? She doesn't love me, I don't 
love her. Easy as that. 

When those bitches say "I love you" what they are 
really saying is "I love myself, I need to be with you 
so people pay attention to how pretty I am and how I am 
able to get a high status male with my cunt." Hell man, 
if sex is easy to get you might as well go for that. 
However, in college the type of girls I was able to get 
in high school stopped.

I knew it was going to happen; I knew all along it 
would. However, I didn't want to think about it. I was 
in denial of the fact that many of the girls I was with 
only appreciated what I did for them, but as far as 
getting to know and love me, that was something else. 

My last girlfriend showed an interest in me as a 
person, and when I took her virginity I actually cried 
when I did. God I loved her so much. In some ways I 
still do, because she was the rarest of things- kind, 
intelligent, beautiful, and interested in me alone. In 
fact, it was one of her friends who introduced me to 
her- and at first she rejected me several times. Here I 
was, the most popular guy in my school, rejected by 
this gorgeous dark haired vixen! 

She did not like jocks and was more interested in the 
school valedictorian- I was categorized, shelved in her 
mind, with the rest of the jerks. I wasn't gonna give 
up though. Indeed, I was so stubborn and unyielding she 
actually put a restraining order on me! However, 
because my father was a pillar in the community I was 
from, and I was an "all American stud," all I got from 
the cops was a slap on the wrist. 

Word got out that her rejection was deeply upsetting to 
me, and that I was constantly angry in wrestling 
practice- I wrestled one of the big guys on my team and 
came down on him without mercy. My rage was such I was 
scared I was going to kill people in my own weight 
bracket. 

I was so pissed from the way Sarah had rejected me I 
broke a heavyweight's arm in practice. She heard about 
it and that same night decided to have a chat with me. 
We went to the beach and talked and I told her how 
intrigued and fascinated I was with her. She told me I 
was not her type. I told her I was not a jock- I was 
not like them, I tried hard not be arrogant and stuck 
up, and I actually studied hard and did my homework. 

I WAS TAKING PRE-CALCULUS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD AND HAD 
MANY "GEEK" FRIENDS MY "JOCK" BUDDIES DID NOT APPROVE 
OF!

After talking for a long while she became convinced I 
had a brain and we went out. We did the girl-friend 
boyfriend thing, and, on prom night, instead of going 
to the prom, we went to an expensive restaurant. We 
never had sex that night. She did not give herself to 
me until the summer before we went our separate ways in 
college. God I loved her so much- she was nothing like 
the bitches in my current school.

Point of the fact though, and back to reality; I was 
lonely, and horny as hell. I needed somebody who wasn't 
shallow, somebody who had her head screwed on straight. 
None were to be found in this "Christian" school on the 
San Diego coast. There was one girl however, who caught 
my eye; her name was Nina. She was a snob like all the 
others, but she had the dark haired and Mediterranean 
features Sarah had. From her looks I would say she 
looked like a dark-haired Italian girl- wavy hair, long 
nose, broad mouth and dark, sunken eyes complimented by 
an angular, yet graceful, face.

Word had it she was a straight A student who happened 
to be a Math major. Needless to say, this bitch was 
fucking smart. However, as smart as she was, that 
snobbery of hers was a turn on- for a less than gentle 
lesson in sexuality. She had olive skin, long legs, 
large C cup breasts bordering on D, and a firm bubble-
like ass. 

Every time she walked by me she turned up the volume on 
her snobbery, singling me out for humiliating remarks 
and gossip every once in a while. God! I could feel the 
sperm in my balls tingling and boiling from seeing that 
monument of a female body, and getting a throbbing 
hard-on whenever she played volleyball on the beach in 
her bikini. But my heart was a different story; hate 
welled up within me and rose like a dark thundering 
cloud. Basically, my loins burned with lust, and my 
heart thundered with hate. 

I had, and still have, an 8-1/4 inch cock, that is 6-
1/2 inches in circumference. I wanted to shove it in 
her cunt and show her what a pissed ex-wrestler could 
do to the pussy of that snooty bitch. However, even 
though I was popular in college also, I was not popular 
with the right crowd. I needed a plan.

One of my Japanese friends had told me how ninja often 
employed female ninjas called "kunoichis" to do their 
work. What they did was that they kidnapped the 
prettiest girls from families around Japan, and then 
they would rape the girls with horrible brutality. The 
rapists were very careful not to disfigure the girls 
since their beauty was needed later on as a weapon to 
assassinate high-level officials. 

What they did instead was employ psychological torture. 
Usually the girl would be left naked and alone in her 
room- locked away from the other ninja, who were her 
only family. The ninja boss would then rape her 
repeatedly to break her will completely. Once her will 
was broken, she was taught to hate all men, except the 
ninja boss. Once the girls were, literally, broken in, 
she was taught martial arts by the Ninja boss, who, by 
now had complete psychological control over her.

It was, I though, a classic case of Stockholm syndrome 
being used as a weapon, and the mere exposure effect. 
Stockholm syndrome is when a victim of kidnapping, 
usually female, falls in love with her captor in order 
to cope with the horror of her situation. The mere 
exposure effect is how, simply by being exposed to 
someone, we tend to like that someone more. 

Because the girl ninjas were essentially kept prisoner 
by the ninja boss men, Stockholm syndrome kicked in, 
and, because the same boss ninjas, their rapists, were 
the only human contact they had, a kind of twisted 
psychological imprint took place, thus ensuring the 
kunoichi's complete loyalty. As I heard this, I 
wondered how it would work on one of Nina's friends. It 
was then that I formulated a sick but sexually 
satisfying plan.

I had to wait for summer because if I kidnapped two of 
Nina's friends during the school year a shit storm 
would start given how I was attending a small school. 
During summer time most of the students at that school 
disappeared into Mexico, where my dad had bought me a 
house as a graduation present. I was lucky he did it 
because my successful internet business required a 
large space which one of the rooms in the house 
provided for all my computers. 

I used my skill with computers to find all records of 
Nina, her friends Marcie, Rebecca, and Laura and to 
keep track of them. I knew where they went and when, 
and managed to break into their apartments and install 
cameras to see their activities. Rebecca, it turned 
out, was a real slut; she brought home a different guy 
almost every night. I accessed her medical records and 
discovered that she had herpes. That ruled out 
kidnapping her; I wasn't planning on using protection 
when raping any of them.

Laura and Marcie were clean though; Laura had had the 
clap earlier, but that was in high school. Her recent 
STD test showed her cunt did not have nasty problems 
any more, which opened the door for me. Now all I had 
to do was think of a plan to kidnap them.

The four girls lived in the same apartment; it was one 
of those expensive beachfront things most of the people 
in my school have. Also, given the rise of serial 
killers and other psychopaths, the girls always 
traveled in packs. How was I going to kidnap two of the 
girls? It was a big problem; I wanted to fuck Nina so 
bad, and I was so horny I had no choice but to resort 
to masturbation.

I whacked of until I was completely dry and then began 
thinking again. Then, I could not believe my luck. 
Rebecca it turned out, had slept with Laura's 
boyfriend. I saw it happen through one of the many cams 
installed in their room. Since Marcie was closer to 
Laura than to Rebecca, when the catfight started Marcie 
took Laura's side. 

Nina, the intelligent one of the group, tried to 
mediate between all of them to no avail. Rebecca was 
pissed at Laura and called her "an airheaded cock 
tease" on numerous occasions, while Laura called 
Rebecca a "whore" numerous times. Marcie was always 
there to back up Laura, and the resulting behavior 
alienated Rebecca. Rebecca, naturally enough, was the 
first to pack her bags and leave. Laura and Marcie 
bitched about Rebecca 24/7 and Nina would not have any 
more of it and moved out, leaving Marcie and Laura all 
alone. All for me.

I ignored Rebecca and tracked down Nina- it turned out 
she got a single apartment in one of the expensive 
complexes in Beverly Hills. I managed to break into 
that apartment and installed cameras in it. Nina 
occasionally brought home a guy, but not often. Laura 
and Marcie stayed single to the point of not sleeping 
around at all. It was then I decided to make my move.

Both girls had conflicting schedules for the summer and 
were never home at the same time. Laura was a party 
girl who slept all day and danced all night, while 
Marcie was an early morning surfer chick who enjoyed 
the sun. That created the perfect situation to kidnap 
them both.

I got myself some chloroform and got up early one 
morning. At 4:30 a.m. in San Diego, the beach was 
relatively empty, so I managed to sneak up behind 
Marcie, and press the chloroform rag to her nose and 
mouth. I then put her inside the car and took her 
surfboard back to her apartment. 

Shortly after, I went into Laura's room and used the 
chloroform on her; I wasn't taking any chances, I 
needed those girls out for at least 3 hours. I picked 
up Laura, went to the car, and laid her on top of 
Marcie. I was wearing leather gloves and tight clothing 
so nothing that belonged to my body would be left in 
the apartment. After one final sweep and clear, I drove 
of. I wasn't a fool- I stole a car to drive to their 
apartment, while leaving my real car in a storage place 
owned by my dad.

I drove to my own car, put the girls on the back seat 
and sat them up. I then drove of in the stolen car 
which I gave to a local gang-banger. I managed to get 
out the bad neighborhood on foot, despite a couple of 
fights in which I brought my wrestling skills to bear. 
I then took a taxi back to the garage. All of this had 
happened in the space of just under 2 hours. I used 
another dose of chloroform on the girls to prolong the 
effect, and then, I headed for the border.

The border guard was not suspicious since Laura and 
Marcie seemed to be taking a nap in the back seat, and 
I had discarded the chloroform. Also, I had several of 
the local thugs and cops on my payroll so the drive was 
free from trouble. When we finally got to my mansion, 
the girls began waking up. However, they were very 
groggy, and barely spoke, and I managed to take them to 
their respective rooms.

Both rooms were devoid of life; no posters, no plants, 
painted windows with bars, barely any light got in. The 
rooms had a bathroom and a shower, but I had 
deliberately told the maid never to clean them and the 
plumber never to check them. In place of a bed, there 
was a mattress in the middle of the floor. Indeed, I 
intended this to be a POW experience for them.

I had hidden cameras in their rooms to see how they 
would pass the time. As soon as Marcie woke up she 
frantically looked around for an exit and found 
nothing, then she panicked and began to scream bloody 
murder. I got pleasure from seeing that snob in such a 
humiliating position.

I had a speaker hidden in the walls and a mic, which I 
used to talk to her.

"Marcie, there is no way out" I said to her
"You are a prisoner here- you are nothing but a cunt to 
me, and I will fuck you"

Then she started crying
"Please, let me out.... I didn't do anything to 
you...."

"YOU STUPID BITCH," I said. "you're a fucking snob!" I 
continued in a low voice "you treat guys like dirt, and 
only go for people who you judge as 'cool,' while you 
treat people you judge as 'nerds' and 'losers' as 
something subhuman. I mean, you stopped dating one of 
the basketball players when a knee injury incapacitated 
him and you dumped him for his best friend. Who the 
hell do you think you are treating people like that? 
You think people are here to do things for you?"

"THAT IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS YOU BASTARD!!!" 
Marcie screamed, "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO KEEP ME 
HERE!!!!"

"Oh yes I do," I countered. "Around the world, girls 
like you are the cause of suicide among guys. You treat 
nice guys like dirt, you fuck endless lines of 
assholes, and when you get burned too many times it is 
then that you give nice guys a chance. I have the 
right, because that injustice, has gone unpunished long 
enough. Someone has to do something, and raping you is 
the best place to teach you a lesson in manners."

Then, without another word, I turned on the tape 
recorder and header for her room. I was horny as hell, 
that bitch needed to be taught a lesson, and I needed 
to break her spirit to turn her into one of the slaves 
that would bring Nina to my cock.

As I entered her room she started clawing at me but I 
slapped her hard across the face. I was not a ninja 
boss- I needed her beauty for me, not assassinating a 
politician. I grabbed her arms and put them on a 
chicken wing (a wrestling move involving a very painful 
arm twist) and threatened to break them if she did not 
cooperate. In a quiet sob she said she would cooperate, 
and with that, I pushed her onto the mattress.

I removed all of my clothes and then proceeded to 
remove hers. During which time she said, "Hey I know 
you; you're that guy whose obsessed with Nina. Why are 
you doing this to me?"

I slapped her and growled, "I already told you- shut 
up!"

She just laid there, holding her arms to her breasts, 
trembling and with tears running down her cheeks. I 
stood over her, completely nude, my lean muscular body 
sporting its 8-inch man meat standing at full 
attention.

Marcie could not take her eyes of it. "You can't put 
that in me," she said in a frightened voice, "It's too 
big...."

"I SAID SHUT UP!!" I yelled as I slapped her again.

She sobbed there quietly; once a mighty queen bee now 
reduced to a sniveling little girl.

"Much better. Yes, much, much better," I said, 
beginning to kiss her body

I licked her all over like an animal, and roughly 
sucked on her breasts- licking, suckling, devouring. 
She was a magnificent shapely surfer girl with 32D's, 
and an ass to match Nina's, toped of by straight brown 
hair. Laura, the blonde two rooms down, had the exact 
same body, but her face had pouty features. I groped 
Marcie's breasts as if they were sour dough, and 
squeezed her ass cheeks hard. I slapped her ass and 
hips several times, and basically released the most 
base male urges imaginable.

Finally, I got between her legs and began licking her 
pussy. Right as her clit popped out, I stopped; I only 
needed her wet, I was not intending on giving her 
pleasure with my tongue. Then, I positioned my cock-
head right on her slit, and with one stroke I shoved it 
to the balls.

Slimy wet sounds, combined with Marcie's loud yelp 
filled the air. 

"Stop, please," she barely said sobbing, the heat from 
my cock breaking her concentration "don't do this to 
me, I won't press charges, I aaaaaaaahhh!"

Her cunt muscles began squeezing me hard as I brutally 
pumped my meat into her. It was quite a sight- her face 
was bloody from the slapping, and her cunt lips hugged 
my dick tightly. The greasy sounds of my cock pistoning 
into her got louder and louder as more and more cunt 
juice began flowing out of her. Oh god she was so wet.

Then she wrapped her legs around me, and put her arms 
around my neck, "Ooooh..." she cooed, "that feels so 
gooooood!! Don't stop," she pulled me closer, and right 
as she neared orgasm, I pulled out of her and slapped 
her face again.

As she nursed her cheek with her hand, she had a look 
of disbelief and shock at what I had done.

"Naaaaah bitch, you're not good enough- in fact you're 
worthless- your pussy doesn't feel good at all to me, 
I'm outta here!" It was a blatant lie but it was 
necessary.

"Worthless bitch, maybe someday you'll make me feel 
good."

With that, I walked out of the room and slammed the 
door on her. I went to the computer room and watched 
her. She began crying uncontrollably- since she was 
beautiful she was not used to someone saying she was 
not good enough for sex, much less a guy withdrawing on 
her the way I did. Worse yet, that was probably the 
first time she was truly close to an orgasm with a man 
inside her, and she was about to have it when I 
withdrew.

"You bastard!" she screamed, and cried for about an 
hour.

I then went to Laura's room, taking a small TV/VCR and 
the tape of me and Marcie. Laura, to my surprise, did 
not fight- she was sitting in a corner with her knees 
pulled up to her chest, rocking back and forth. It was 
clear she was frightened, and I intended to play on 
that fear.

"There is something I need to show you," I said to her. 
I turned on the TV/VCR and popped in the tape of me and 
Marcie.

"If you don't want to get hurt bad," I said. "I suggest 
you watch."

She lifted her head from her knees and looked at the 
TV. She watched and her mouth gaped in horror as she 
saw what I did to Marcie earlier in the day. By the 
time the tape ended, I was completely out of my 
clothes- she did not notice me undressing as her 
attention was transfixed on the tape.

"Your turn," I said to her.

She lunged and tried to claw my eyes out but I punched 
her in the stomach. She dropped to the floor coughing. 
I then grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over to 
the mattress and ripped off her clothes. I gave her the 
same treatment I did Marcie; the licking and lapping of 
her body like some kind of hungry animal, the brutal 
suckling of her breasts, the lick of her pussy for 
lubrication, followed by a cock plunge and quick 
withdrawal once she neared her orgasm, finally ending 
with a slap on the face.

The very next day there was no foreplay at all- I 
simply grabbed them and fucked them while they were 
dry. As I raped them they both screamed in pain and 
begged me to release them. But I just humped away and 
came in them. To insure that they would not get 
pregnant I put morning after pills in their food which 
they readily swallowed when I told them what they were.

Day after day went by, and each time they fought me 
when I was about to rape them, I took something away. 
First I took their clothes and let them move around 
naked, just like animals. Then I took away the utensils 
from the food, forcing them to eat with their fingers. 
They did not hurt me with the utensils because I told 
them to put them back on the plate as soon as they were 
done- I used a gun to make good on my threat.

With no clothes, and no utensils, finally I just opened 
the door and dumped their food and drink on the floor- 
forcing them to eat it and lap it up like animals. All 
the while, I continued raping them. With each day they 
fought me less and less- slapping, anal raping, dry 
fucking- they readily began to comply with my requests.

Then I turned of the water from the bathrooms in their 
room. They became dirty and smelly, yet, even then I 
raped them. If they fought with me, which they 
sometimes did, they got no food. The girls then began 
becoming quiet just sat there staring at the wall. 
Because I was their only human contact for the entire 
month, they actually welcomed me going into their 
rooms, and readily spread their legs for me. 

Marcie went from insults, to asking how my day was, 
offering me massages, blow jobs, even wiping my ass 
after taking a shit! Now, they were still naked and 
filthy, eating of the floor- the rooms smelled bad but 
I was used to it. Then, I realized, it was time to 
build them back up. First I gave Marcie and Laura brand 
new panties, offering them as "gifts" they both kissed 
me and thanked me for the "very special present." 

Then, slowly, I began dressing them- each day I would 
give them a new article of clothes. If they were 
particularly submissive on one day, they got two 
articles. Finally, I was up to giving them water, and 
clean utensils. Little by little, the more submissive 
their behavior, the more human the treatment I gave 
them. Soon, I allowed them to have sex with me in my 
room. I had raped them so much, they were mine. To make 
certain I experimented by releasing Marcy from her 
room.

Her eyes hurt from the light outside, and I spoke 
tenderly to her- I had completely destroyed Marcie's 
old personality, but I still needed to test her. I 
hired a local hood and told him to stand in front of 
the driveway. I gave Marcie my .45 caliber magnum, 
asked her to get close to the hood and shoot him in the 
heart. She did it without question. Then I asked her to 
come close to me, point the .45 at my chest, and pull 
the trigger.

Marcie turned to look at me in horrible shock, and she 
slowly raised the gun to point it at my chest like I 
told her. Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably. 
She did not feel the least bit bad about the hoodlum, 
but with me she was having a hard time. Tears began 
welling in her eyes, she dropped the gun, and then down 
on her knees and began sobbing "I can't, I can't" she 
said "I love you."

It had worked; her mind, completely destroyed, was now 
projected onto me. Marcie was now my own Kunuichi; like 
a female Ninja, she was completely my prisoner. Now it 
was time to test Laura.

Same situation. Same result.

Laura, the Laura she was in San Diego was gone, and the 
new Laura lived only for me. I then put the girls 
together in a slightly nicer room, were we regularly 
had threesomes. I encouraged lesbianism between the 
girls so that they would not fight over me. However, if 
either of them decided not to let me fuck either of 
them while they licked one another, I put them back in 
isolation, and did not show my presence for two whole 
days. 

After only a few days of this the girls, given how they 
were good friends before, loved each other, but not as 
much as they loved me. Instead of fighting "for the 
right to fuck me" like they had done a week before, 
they shared. I eventually trained them to do without 
sex, as I slowly began having less and less sex with 
them. I asked them to do favors for me around the 
house, and they eventually became my housemaids. 

They never did anything without my permission; when 
they were assigned a task, they stuck with it until 
further notice. They did not have material want either- 
I rewarded them with the "privileges" of sun bathing, 
driving, and shopping whenever I felt like it. However, 
even in the middle of a shopping spree during 
occasional trips back to San Diego, I gave them order 
like asking them to drop their bags in the middle of 
the mall which they did without question. 

All it took was a look from me, and they obeyed. The 
best part of it was, they were willing because they 
both claimed they loved me- in reality it was 
psychological imprinting because I was their only human 
contact for two long months, but who cared. I now had 
my human weapons which I would use against Nina. Nina's 
pussy would soon be wrapped around my cock.

I drove them back to their apartment and asked them to 
live normal lives- I gave them permission to do the 
things they used to do. It took careful and precise 
instruction because they had been without those things 
for so long in their mind they did not remember how to 
live independently. I literally outlined how each lived 
their day prior to me kidnapping them, and instructed 
to live that way until further notice. 

They readily agreed, and no one in the neighborhood 
suspected a thing. Cops had been buzzing around because 
their parents had not heard from them in a while, but 
it stopped after they said they were on "vacation" in 
Mexico for the past two months as I had instructed 
them. Things seemed normal to everyone who knew Marcie 
and Laura, and they lived out their pre-kidnap lives 
for a few days. Naturally I also ordered them not to 
fuck other men.

I took this time to go to my San Diego apartment and 
track down Nina- to my luck, she was still living in 
her Beverly apartment, and her medical records showed 
she was clean as a whistle. It was time.

I asked Laura to call Nina for a girl's night out with 
Marcie to which Nina readily agreed. As Nina pulled up 
to their apartment, I saw her again. God, I had 
forgotten how beautiful she was. Laura and Marcie were 
very pretty, the type of valley girls that Hollywood 
men have as mistresses, but, next to Nina, they were 
pathetic schoolgirls. Her mouth, her hair, her eyes, 
her body- I was so busy fucking her friends to break 
them down, I had almost forgotten what a goddess of a 
woman Nina was. 

The instant I saw her walk through the door of Marcie 
and Laura's apartment, my cock grew and became iron 
hard. She was all great and good but, damn man! I had 
to wait 5 whole hours until the girls were done 
partying as I had instructed. I also instructed them 
never to let Nina leave their sight, and to fight off 
any guy who hit on her. 

Marcie and Laura were completely loyal to me so there 
were no worries there. I had not whacked off or had sex 
for two whole weeks, since I wanted my cum to build up- 
I was saving it just for Nina. 5 hours later, the time 
grew near, when I would pump the last drop of my cum 
into her pussy. I got in my car and drove of to their 
apartment.

I had instructed Laura and Marcie to keep Nina 
entertained until I got there, and to get her a little 
drunk. I also asked them, to have fun with her. As I 
drove over, I knew what was gonna happen. Marcie and 
Laura would get closer to Nina and ask her if she had 
ever been with a woman. Then Marcie would touch Nina's 
breasts ever so gently, while Laura kissed her mouth. 
They left the door open for me and I walked in. I 
locked the door, and header to the apartment's biggest 
bedroom- Rebecca's old room. There they were, stark 
naked, all three of them.

Marcie was sitting on Nina's face, while Laura lapped 
at Nina's cunt like a thirsty dog. I could see Laura's 
butt cheeks pressing against each other, and her cunt-
lips right beneath them, that cunt I had fucked so many 
times before which never failed to get me hard. What a 
view! I could not see Nina's cunt as Laura's head was 
in the way, but I did see Marcie's ass-cheeks right 
above Nina's chin, and Nina's lovely legs wrapped 
around Laura's back.

As Marcie climbed of Nina, I could see Nina's face was 
contorting in carnal delirium. Laura kept lapping, 
Marcie looked at me with an evil and wicked look and 
then proceeded to suckle Nina's perfect breasts. Laura 
then began masturbating herself on one of Nina's legs, 
covering it with pussy juice. I literally ripped of my 
clothes as I could not take it anymore. My cock was 
iron hard and dripping pre-cum. Even the tip was 
swollen like a toy balloon.

"Guess who's here," Laura said. Laura and Marcie 
climbed of Nina, she saw me, my muscular body with its 
8 inch man meat standing at full attention, and once 
she realized what was going to happen she was about to 
scream when Marcie covered her mouth.

"Your job is to please our master and you will do 
everything we say," Marcie warned.

"Yeah, you should feel honored that our master will 
fuck you," Laura concluded.

Marcie removed her hand and started suckling Nina's 
breast, though she did not seem to mind the attention 
her breast was getting, she managed to squeeze out 
hateful words.

"You bastard! What have you done to them! You fucking 
loser you'll pay for doing this to me I swear to you 
you'll pay!"

I just laughed. "When I stick this cunt-massager in 
you" I said "you will beg me to go on."

Within that, I climbed on the bed and crawled toward 
Nina. She tried clawing and kicking but Marcie and 
Laura always pinned her down or slapped her. I began 
kissing her body, in a very gentle manner. Lovingly I 
stroked her, tenderly I sucked her breasts. She moaned 
desperately while Laura and Marcie looked on with envy. 
I wanted to savor this moment.

"Get on your stomach," I commanded.

I slowly massaged each of her legs, stroking up and 
down her thighs, every once in a while squeezing her 
magnificent ass. I kissed and licked up her legs, and 
gently scrapped her ass cheeks with my teeth. Slowly I 
proceeded to lick the small of her back and work my way 
up her spine. She moaned softly.

"Don't think for a minute that I won't press charges 
for this; just because you are causing my body to 
react, that doesn't mean I don't consider this rape."

"You only consider it rape because you are not the one 
in power." She turned around and angrily shot at me, a 
look of hatred in her eyes. I grabbed and twisted her 
arm.

"Women only have power in a sexual situation because we 
men choose to give you that power. If men around the 
world choose not to be nice to women in anymore and 
just go around in raping sprees, we could easily do it. 
The fact is, most men don't because we are way too 
nice, even to bitches like you. You forget that we are 
physically stronger than you and when the situation 
calls for it, we can be far more twisted and ruthless. 
You are only angry because you are about to be 
penetrated by someone you look down on. If you weren't 
such an arrogant bitch, this situation wouldn't be so 
stressful."

Marcie and Laura hung their heads in shame. Tears 
welled up in Nina's eyes.

"Please don't do this..." she sobbed, "its not about 
power, its not about... its, I don't want my body 
invaded by someone I haven't gotten the chance to 
know..."

"You never gave me a chance, so I made one," I 
countered, "now spread your legs!"

She obeyed. While she sobbed, I gently kissed the ring 
around her nipples and slowly stroked her breasts. I 
kissed the nape of her neck, the area around her lips, 
all the while stroking her cunt lips with my fingers. I 
began kissing her tummy and licking the area around her 
belly button. Every so slowly, stroking her rib cage 
and breasts with gentle, circular strokes. Finally, I 
reached her pussy.

Her clit was popping out at me with great fury. I 
immediately pressed my tongue against it and began 
lapping at it while I inserted a finger into her hot 
love hole.

"Oh my God you're making cum!!!" she gasped, breathing 
heavily.

Finally, the moment I'd been waiting for after such a 
long time. I positioned myself between her legs. Tears 
were still streaming from her face. She looked at me 
and said

"Do it. I don't care anymore."

"I was going to do it anyway with or without your 
approval." I reminded her. She turned her head away and 
shut her eyes tightly, as if bracing herself for 
something painful. Marcie and Laura fingered each other 
while watching me play with Nina.

I positioned my cockhead at her pussy lips, and, in a 
slow and torturing, I slid my cock into her. She tried 
to fight me by instinctively trying to close her legs. 
However she was so wet it sounded like I was sticking 
my cock into a vat of slime. As I slid into her, she 
gasped and hyperventilated. She eased her resistance, 
slid her feet up and spread them apart.

She looked into a my eyes, this time with a look of 
defeat.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed. "No one had ever made me feel 
like this. I'll do anything you ask, just don't stop. 
Please don't stop. Thrust into me. Kiss me with all 
your animal rage and cum in me!!! I'm yours..."

I couldn't believe my ears. That was all the signal my 
body needed.

I began sliding in and out of her, the wet sound of my 
cock sliding into her pussy splashing pussy juice all 
over the mattress. Her cunt was smoldering, wet and 
tight, and mercilessly milking my cock. Laura and 
Marcie were hot and tight themselves, but they could 
not compare to Nina's cunt; her snatch was heaven on 
earth.

In and out I slid out of her, thrusting into her like I 
was using my cock more to hurt her than to pleasure 
her. In fact, I was trying to hurt her. I was pumping 
my cock into her, with something that went beyond 
bestial rage; but it backfired.

Instead of showing a grimace of pain, her face had a 
gaping mouth and tightly shut eyes. She gasped for air 
for a long moment and then followed it with a scream, 
each scream signaled by a tight milking sensation 
around my cock. I could feel my balls soak with her 
cunt juice as I thrust into her. Her arms and legs were 
wrapped tightly around my body.

It had been nearly five hours of non-stop fucking and I 
could not take it anymore.

My pace became more urgent, and she began to hungrily 
kiss my chin, hold my head close, and wrap her legs 
tighter around me. Faster and faster I pumped, until I 
could not longer hold it back. I thrust my cock into 
her as deeply as I could, and then unleashed stream 
after stream of hot cum which began pelting her cervix. 

Her eyes and mouth gaped wide open as I came in her, 
but then she shut her eyes tight again, her mouth 
gasping in orgasmic delirium. I felt my dick burn with 
the hot fluid I was pumping into her. The delicious 
sensation of her hot cunt wrapped around my cock and my 
hot cum spewing out of my dick felt so good. I 
continued pelting her cervix with my seed, keeping my 
cock buried deeply in her cunt. With an animal grunt I 
pumped the last of my hot seed in her and finally 
collapsed.

Our bodies were covered in sweat and we were both 
breathing heavily. When I regained some strength, she 
looked into my eyes, pulled me close to her and kissed 
me. A few seconds later I pulled my cock out of her, 
slimy wet sounds filling the air as I did so. A long 
string of cunt juice and my cum could be seen 
connecting our sex organs. I lay beside her. Laura and 
Marcie were asleep from finger-fucking. I stroked 
Nina's cheek, tenderly this time.

"I didn't want to resort to this," I told her, "why, 
why did you have to be such a snob?"

"You shouldn't judge," she told me, "sometimes girls 
don't know how to express their feelings for a guy. 
Feelings are sometimes so intense, so new, that we 
don't always know what to do with them. Many times, 
women will do one of three things; the most common is 
that they will project those feelings onto someone who 
is socially convenient.

"The second most common is just ignoring the guy and 
spending our energy in school or friends, and third and 
least common is being mean and snobby to the guy 
hopping he will stop paying attention, all the while 
always wanting him not to give up, always hoping he 
won't."

"Twisted logic," I said.

"Stop being so bitter," she told me. "You already raped 
me, I admit I have feelings for you, and you have 
permanently damaged Marcie and Laura. It will take them 
years of counseling to undo what you have done to them. 
You've proven your point; I admit that we women do 
abuse the kindness men give to us. You're right, if 
they wanted to men could turn into barbaric animals and 
just grab and rape any woman they wanted, the way they 
did in ancient times. But, that.... Gave you no right."

She began sobbing. I actually felt guilty.

"Nina.... I...."

"Just hold me," she pleaded. "I see this is what it 
takes to get to you to see that I'm a human being and 
that I made a mistake!"

"Look, I only wanted you to treat me with some respect. 
Rejection is difficult enough to handle, but, 
disrespect with rejection is unbearable."

To that she said nothing. Nevertheless, I held her 
close to me.

"Oh Nina..." I kissed her shoulder, groped her breasts 
and embraced her.

"I'll do something about your friends, don't worry."

Nina agreed to be my girl after a few dates. Once she 
got to know me her anger toward my forcing myself on 
her had subsided. I later found out that the guys she 
brought to her apartment were actually gay friends she 
had over to help her pick out clothes. She actually 
hadn't been with a man since her first boyfriend. 

I saw to it that Laura and Marcie were hypnotized into 
forgetting their experience. They acted like total 
snobs again and they greatly disapproved of Nina dating 
me. Nina stopped being friends with them, realizing 
that only great trauma would truly change them, and, 
well, I didn't exactly care too much for sinking that 
low ever again.

The truth is, I was in love with Nina and she was in 
love with me. We just couldn't quite express our 
feelings properly and I really fucked up the whole 
situation. We were married shortly after graduation and 
we're expecting twins. I realized that even snobs have 
feelings. Don't get me wrong, still get satisfaction in 
knowing that I boned both Laura and Marcie several 
times before I got to Nina.

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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