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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Annie and Satan's Warriors (Mdom+/F, rp, v) By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com) *** THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT, GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT THAT INCLUDE RAPE, GANG RAPE, MUTILATION, AND HUMILIATION. YOU MUST BE 21 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER TO READ THIS. IF YOU ARE NOT 21 OR OLDER, STOP NOW. THIS STORY IS FANTASY. RAPE IS A TERRIBLE CRIME AND THIS STORY IN NO WAY CONDONES VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN. IT IS WRITTEN SOLELY FOR SEXUAL READING PLEASURE. Annie kicked the tire in frustration. She knew now that she would never make the sales appointment on time. This was one of her top clients and he was a womanizer who Annie could easily sale as much as she wanted by showing a little thigh and a little cleavage. Annie was 35 years old and looked 20 from working out almost daily. She was proud of her 38D, 23, 36 figure and knew how to show it off. For this client she had worn a tight, A-line skirt that was about 6 inches above her knees, black thigh-hi stockings, and a black thong to avoid any panty lines. Her blouse was sheer white, one size too small, to accent her large, firm breast in her white, lace bra. She had worn her 4 inch black high heels with the ankle straps to accent her beautiful long legs. Now Annie cursed those high heels as she looked up and down the road with no car in sight. She had traveled about 50 miles out of town on a country road she was told was a short cut. Now her care had just quit and there were no phones, no stores, nothing as far as she could see. Her only hope was to start walking. It was already evening with the sun just about to set. As Annie stepped onto the highway to begin the long walk she heard the roar of the engines in the background. Looking at the horizon, Annie saw the motorcycle top the rise. As they came closer, the volume was deafening and the motorcycles coming over the hill seemed to never end. Annie thought there must be at least fifty riders. Annie began to quickly walk back to her car, hoping she could reach it before they reached her. In her heart she knew she was in big trouble as the first motorcycle pulled between her and the car. Annie's heart jumped as she looked at the huge man in front of her. He was over 6 feet tall and had to weigh close to 300 pounds. His hair was long and unkempt with a shaggy beard covering his face. As the other cycles surrounded her, Annie saw the emblem on their back, "Satan's Warriors." Annie attempted to walk around the brut in front of her, but he simply stepped from his cycle and blocked her path. As Annie tried to just say hello, she stopped in mid-voice when she saw the large bulge in the crotch of his jeans. Annie heard the command to "take her," but could not react as hands came from everywhere and dragged her off the road and into the nearby woods. She began screaming as her blouse was ripped from her body and her screams were met with a hard punch from somewhere to her stomach. Annie doubled over and fell to the ground gasping for air as her bra was cut away from her body. She was commanded to stand up and Annie struggled to her feet pleading to be let go. Her situation was not good. Annie stood in the center of about 15 men with another 30 or 40 behind them on their cycles. They all had their pants unzipped and were stroking their cocks. Annie began to cry as she realized each cock was erect and the men were curly their fingers at her to come to them. The large brut who had given the command to take Annie approached her, cock in hand. Annie tried to cover her breast, but he knocked her hands down and quickly pinched one her nipples. Annie cried out and pleaded to be let go. She was informed that when the group was through with her, if there was anything left, she would be let go, but for now she belonged to the Satan's Warriors and were their property. Annie could not believe what she was hearing. The others yelled out to the man in front of her, calling him "Suds," horrible sexual comments. Finally Suds held up his hand and the shouting stopped. He ordered Annie to her knees. When she just looked at him, Suds backhanded her across the face. Annie quickly went to her knees. Suds told Annie that is she did not cooperate, they would all fuck her anyway, but it would be a lot more painful than she could imagine. Suds asked Annie if she understood and she nodded she did. With that business settled, Suds ordered Annie to open her mouth and take his cock inside. He admonished her to be careful of her teeth. As tears streamed down Annie's face she closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide to receive the leaders smelly cock. Annie had certainly sucked a few cocks, but on her terms. She could not shut out the applause as Suds cock slid down the back of her throat and his pubic hair buried her nose. As Suds hands grabbed Annie's hair, he began to saw in and out of her mouth barely giving her time to catch her breath. Annie struggled to remain on her knees, her tight skirt bunched up around her thighs, topless, and her mouth being ravaged. She opened her eyes as she felt Suds cock began to grow. She had never swallowed anyone's cum and prayed he would pull out. But that was not the case and Annie felt the first warm spurts of cum against the back of her throat. Suds pushed her cock down the back of her throat and held her head against him as the cum pumped out into her throat. Annie had to swallow or drown and she began to cough from the salty taste. Suds threatened her not to lose a drop of his cum. Annie's eye already was swollen from Suds' last strike, she struggled to swallow all of his cum and avoid another. Finally Suds removed his softening cock and Annie thought her ordeal was over until she saw the line of men behind Suds, all with their cocks ready. Suds instructed her to suck them all as good as she had him and to swallow them all. Annie fell to the ground and tried to avoid the torment. The men quickly pounced on her and this time proceeded to tear off her dress. Now Annie was only clad in her thong and thigh-high stockings. She rolled over onto her stomach and buried her face under her arms to avoid sucking any more cocks. She felt the many hands pull her thong until it shredded away. As her ankles were grabbed and her legs pulled obscenely apart, Annie realized her mistake and began to struggle to free herself. It was too late and she almost passed out from the pain of the first blow from Suds' belt across her ass. Before Annie could beg him to stop, Suds had delivered four more blows, the last striking her across the cunt and sending waves of pain through her body. Someone grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled Annie to her knees again. Her ass burned from the blows from Suds belt, and her cunt lips began to swell. Suds stood in front of Annie and informed her that if she resisted any further, he would not stop at four, but would whip her ass and tits until they were purple from bruises and she would still be used as their whore. Annie opened her mouth without resistance and another cheer went up as the line formed to use Annie's mouth. The nausea swarmed over Annie as she swallowed her twelfth load of cum. Her lips were swollen and cracked from being slammed into the pelvis of each of her attackers. She had no more tears left and was slowly loosing consciousness when the cold water splashed onto her face. Suds stood in front of her and Annie opened her mouth like a reflex. Suds told her that her mouth was used up, now they would start on her tits, cunt, and ass. With that, Annie was pulled over to one of the motorcycles and strapped across the seat. Her breast hung in the air just over the seat. Her hands were pulled out to the sides and tied, one to the front wheel, one to the back. As the same time, her ankles were tied in a similar fashion. Annie realized she was completely at their mercy with her cunt, ass, and tits all easily accessible. Suds announced he was ready again, but other could do as they wished while he fucked this bitch. Annie tried to shut out the sounds and the shouting as she felt Suds cock at the entrance to her cunt. Annie braced herself, but then, his cock moved to her asshole. "Noooooooo," Annie shouted and struggled against her bonds. Annie had never allowed anyone to fuck her ass before and she was terrified what would happen to her as she felt the pressure building on her puckered hole. Annie thrashed against her bonds as Suds slowly pushed his cock passed her sphincter ring and it opened and stretched to accommodate him. Annie screamed and screamed and Suds ordered someone to shut her up, which consisted of another large cock being rammed down Annie's throat. Annie was beside herself, strapped over the motorcycle, spread-eagled; she could not avoid any of the abuse. Suds began to move his cock out of her ass and the pain shot into her abdomen as he just as quickly slammed in back in. She could not believe her ears when she heard that animal Suds complaining on being rubbed raw by her tight asshole. Her thoughts were quickly taken back to her mouth where the cum was beginning to flow into her throat. Annie had to concentrate to swallow every drop. She had not forgotten about the belt. The man in her mouth pulled his cock out and wiped it in Annie's hair. Another cock in her mouth quickly replaced him. Suds pace quickened and Annie felt him grow in her ass and then felt the warm fluid fill her intestines as he dumped his seed into her again. Suds then announced that "open-season" on Annie and she immediately felt a cock in her cunt working it's way into her dry hole deep into her womb. Annie was thankful that her ass was spared, but cringed as she felt the cum leaking from her sore asshole down the crack of her ass. She had quit struggling and now just groaned with each thrust. Her tits were not forgotten as they were pulled and bit. Her nipples had been stretched out from her body and yanked so much that Annie knew that they must have been bleeding. Annie had lost count of the number of times her cunt and ass had been fucked. Her body was racked with pain from being tied across the motorcycle. Her stockings were in taters on her legs from the mistreatment she was subjected to. At the moment, only her cunt was being used, and she grunted as she felt this biker spray his seed in her now, well-used cunt. Annie almost did not realize that she was no longer being used. She could hear some talking, recognized Suds voice and strained to hear what fate awaited her. She turned her head from side to side trying to see what the bikers behind her were doing and then she heard the strange buzzing noise and felt the pain in her ass cheeks. It felt like hundreds of needles being jammed into her tender flesh and Annie dared to ask what was happening. When she heard the answer, Annie just hung her head defeated. She was being marked, tattooed, as a survivor of being fucked by 48 of Satan's Warriors. On her ass it now read, "A Slut of Satan's Warriors, 48 times" with arrows pointing to her ass and cunt. Annie just sobbed. As she was being untied, Annie thought that either her ordeal was over or she would be killed, either way, the ordeal would be over. Two of the bikers held her up by her arms, as she was too weak to walk. Annie could feel the cum running out of her ass and cunt down her thighs. Suds came and stood in front of her. In his hands were two loops of rawhide. He took a loop and placed it around each of Annie's nipples and tightened it. Suds explained that although Annie had cooperated, she had made many of the bikers raw in the process because of her dry cunt and ass and for that she would be punished. Annie had little strength to struggle as she was pulled by her nipples underneath a large tree. She was pushed down on her hands and knees and the ends of the rawhide attached to her nipples were tied to two stakes in the ground. Annie was puzzled until she felt a rope tied beneath her breast and another rope passed between her legs and tied to that one. The rope passed between her legs was pulled up between Annie's cunt lips and rubbed her already raw clit. At Suds' command, Annie was pulled by the rope around her tits and the one between her legs up from the ground until her tits were stretched to the maximum by the rawhide attached to her nipples. Annie threw her head back and wailed at the pain. She could not isolate where the most pain was localized. Her nipples felt as if they would be torn from her body, but her clit was on fire from the rope between her legs. Suds then proceeded to wide the rope around tightening it everywhere and pulling Annie's nipples even further from her breast. After three or four turns, Suds released her and Annie spun feeling momentarily relief in the slack of the ropes and rawhide but then was horrified as she realized her momentum would just tightened the ropes again. Annie begged and pleaded to be released as she heard the motorcycles start and the roar become faint as they road away. Annie is not sure how long she was there before the highway worker found her. Her nipples were so engorged that they could not removed the rawhide and her clit had been rubbed almost away by the friction of the rope. Annie was not even recognizable. Her eyes were almost swollen shut, lips so large she could barely open her mouth. Her asshole was still open and dripping cum when she was placed on the ambulance gurney. At the hospital, as she was rolled over, Annie overheard the comments about the tattoo. A permanent reminder of her ordeal. Comments welcomed mercyslayer@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 15