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(M+/f-teen, underage, nc, rp, anal, gb) *** Author Notes: The following is a story written by a woman. It is based primarily on some of my own childhood, sexual fantasies and nightmares. It contains scenes of forced sex between grown men and a teenager. I do not condone the actions in this story. It is written solely for mature adults for the purpose of entertainment for them and primarily therapy and release for me. I would be interested in any comments from you if you are turned on by this story so that I might learn how to write better stories in the future and/or whether or not to add to this story. In fact, what would really be helpful would be for you to tell me what you would do to "me" when your turn came. Reply to: forceme@bigfoot.com *** COCK SLAVE Hi, my name is Dawn and I thought life was pretty bad before Mom brought Edward home. I would learn over the next few months that my life up 'til then was heaven compared to what life with Edward turned out to be. In some ways grew up pretty fast. I can't remember a time when Mom wasn't drinking or drunk, I really can't. Somehow I learned how to find food, cook it, and eat fairly well. I learned how to scrounge clothes, keep them and myself clean. And I learned how to make myself disappear into the woodwork when Mom came home with the strange men she would pick up at the bars she worked/hung out in. Once when I was 12, Mom brought home this "creature" who looked more like a bear than a man. The man grabbed me as I tried to duck out the door, and said to Mom, "Cute little cunt. I'll give you $10 extra if ya let me finger-fuck 'er." Mom says sure, tells me to strip, and stands there laughing as the man mauls my body and my poor virgin child's pussy. It was after that incident, I learned how to hide and hide quick when I heard a key in the door. I would have run away, but I had watched enough Donahue shows to know that life on the street for a preteen was a hell of a lot tougher than my life with Mom. Anyway, I was about 15 when Mom brought Edward home, and just my luck I was in the bathtub and didn't hear them come in. This guy comes charging into the bathroom with his limp cock hanging out, stops and takes a long look at me with his mouth hanging open. Then he starts licking his lips like he's looking at something good to eat. I was trying to cover myself with a wash cloth and trying to see how I could get out of there. The "bear" from four years ago looked like a friendly dwarf compared to this guy! He was 6'4, around 280 pounds (mostly muscle, with a small beer gut), bald, scarred, and nasty looking. He finally says, "Well ain't ya the pretty little thing, what are ya, 12?" (I always did look younger than my age, tiny breasts, baby face, still do, God help me.) Mom, comes up behind him, and says, "Nah, she almost grown, another year, and I can put the bitch out." The man keeps looking at me and licking his lips till Mom pulls him out the door, "C'mon you can piss in the sink and then ya can fuck me like I promised." He goes, backing out still looking hard at me. I jumped out the tub, dress as quickly as I can and run out the house. I spent the night in a nearby park. To my surprise, Mom brought Edward home again, and again, and again, 'till Edward finally moved in. The first couple of weeks - though I didn't like Edward - I felt grateful. Life and home took on a sort of normal look and feel. We started living the way my friends at school seemed to live. Edward made Mom stay at home when she wasn't working and he brought in groceries for me to fix meals, on a regular basis. He made Mom help me clean up the house and even had her buy me some new clothes. The downside was that sometimes I would be washing dishes and I'd turn around and Edward would have snuck behind me, watching me and rubbing that HUGE bulge in his pants. Once he asked me if I liked to fuck, and when I told I was a virgin and planned to stay that way, Mom told him about how she had let the "bear" finger-fuck me for $10. Edward laughed and said if it had been him I'd been more than finger-fucked. "Don't nothin' feel as good as havin' my dick up a nice fresh tight pussy. Certainly wouldn't have passed up the chance at virgin kiddie snatch!" He and Mom almost bust a gut laughing at that! Edward had been there about a month when the "Honeymoon" period for me had ended. Mom was getting ready for work when Edward said, "It's time Dawn starts earnin' her keep, wouldn't you say babe?" Mom nods, and smiles at him. "I think I'll stop by Edna's house on the way home from work. She ain't been feelin' to well. I may stay with her for awhile, may stay gone 'till Monday." "Good," Edward says, "that'll work out just fine. Me and Dawn gonna have some..." My heart is up in my throat. I *know* what's coming, I don't know how I know, but I know. I feel like I'm going to faint. I brake in, "Mom..." I start. "Edward's been real good to us Dawn. Now you be good to him." And she just walks out the door! I look at her retreating back, watch the door close and hear Edward growl, "Now get your clothes off. I'm gonna teach ya how to a be woman!" For a moment, I measured the distance between myself and the door. For a moment, my eyes strayed to the kitchen and I measured the distance between myself and the butcher knives. But those moment were long enough for Edward to close the distance between us and grab me by my hair. He yanked my hair hard, first down and then up to look into his face. At the risk of sounding corny, I have to tell you that his face gave meaning to the phrase "pure evil", his face was a mask of lust and determination. "Look at me bitch, you strip now, make it sexy or I'll beat the shit out of you and still rape the daylights out of you." He let go of my hair and shoved me to the floor. I got up and began stripping slowly, making myself move as I had seen the strippers in movies dance. I looked at Edward, and saw that I was pleasing him. When all my clothes were off, I stood waiting for Edward's next order. "Finger yourself, get your pussy nice and hot and wet for me." I began sob silently and to rub myself, stroking my clit and sticking a finger in my pussy. "Now stop and stay right there. You move and I'll hurt you bad. You be a good girl and you'll be alright." I stayed put, as Edward went into Mom's room. When he returned he was naked and I saw for the first time in my life a man's hard erect cock. I had nothing to compare it to, but it looked HUGE. I couldn't imagine that thing going where my small finger had been without splitting me open. Edward was carrying some rope, and a bottle of baby oil. With his free hand, Edward pushed me toward the picnic table that served as our dining room table. "Sit up on the table," he commanded. I got on the table. Edward put the rope on table beside me. Then with both hands he pushed me down on the table so that my legs were hanging down. He bent and tied each of my legs to a leg of the table and then stood up. Grinning at me he picked up the baby oil, put some in his hand and then began rubbing his cock with it. "I've always wanted to fuck a little girl, but could never get close enough to a broad with one that would let me. Now with your itty-bitty tits and your tight little body, this'll be just as good." He grabbed his cock and began rubbing the head of it on the outside of my pussy. "Now, here is what we're gonna do. I am gonna put this in you, just the head, and tease your pussy until you beg me to really fuck you. You understand?" I nodded, not believing that I'd ever beg this pig to do anything to me. "All right then, here we go!" Edward slid his cock against the lips of my pussy a bit more and when it was thoroughly lubricated, he begins pushing just so the head is engulfed in my pussy. The pressure is both odd and uncomfortable, but not yet painful. Edward reached down with his hand and began rubbing my clit. Does that feel good?' It did, it felt so good. But I didn't want it to, but at the same time I knew I better admit it or he might hit me. "Yes, it feels good," I mumbled. "Being fucked feels even better honey," Edward pushed a little more. "So ask me to fuck you." "Please..." I whimpered. "Please What, Bitch?" came his gruff reply. "You know... Please..." "No I don't know, say it!" "Please..." I mumbled again. "Please what? I can keep this up for a good long time sweet stuff. Now say it! Beg me to fuck you! Beg me to let you have some more cock in you." "Please... Please fuck me Edward," I whispered. "What? I couldn't hear you. Speak louder!" "PLEASE! PLEASE FUCK ME!" I finally got the words out in a sob. Then Edward says, "That's what I wanted to hear. You finally begging! Now you're gonna get the fucking you so badly want and need... we gonna have some fun!" With that said, he put a hand on each of my hips, then suddenly pushed forward and with great force shoved the entire length of his hard thick impossibly long cock violently and deeply into the most personal and private place in my body. I screamed in pain, squirming, trying to get away, trying to stop the pain. "That's what I wanna to hear, scream Dawn! Scream!" And that's when the real fucking began. At first his thrusts were slow, but hard and long and deep. And I swear, it felt with each thrust that his dick got thicker! "Oh God, PLEASE STOP! It hurts so much!" Tears were rolling down my face, I couldn't believe this was happening to me, I was so humiliated and frightened. Edward paused and took a hand off my hip to wipe the tears from my face. He put the hand to his mouth and licked the tears off. "Better 'an any drug," he sighed. Then put his hand back on my hip and resumed his violent brutal raping of my pussy with harder thrusts than before. "Scream baby, scream! I need to hear you scream!" I couldn't help myself, I screamed! Edward began to thrust into me harder! It seemed my terror and distress made him harder, my screams turned him on more and more, my tears gave him more energy. He thrust and plunged into me like a machine, laughing and grunting and moaning in time to my own cries of pain. I cried as Edward seemed to thrust his cock even harder into me. Then he slowed, drawing the long length of that piston like dick slowly out of my pussy till it was almost totally out... and then he RAMMED it back in. Slowly, I felt the thick cock slide through my aching pussy, than SLAM and pain shot through me and I saw stars. Slow slide of thick cock, SLAM, like a battering ram. He kept repeating these strokes stabbing into me with savage force, ramming deep into me, smashing his body into me again and again. All the time laughing with insane joy. Then Edward gripped my hips hard, beginning to jerk and twist his huge cock inside me, laughing at my whimpers and cries, enjoying the pain he was causing me. He threw his hips forward hard thrusting his massive cock into me till I thought it was going to come out of the top of my head, thrusting and pounding and punishing my pussy with his hard massive manhood. "YAH! How's it feel babe? How's it feel with a real man's big cock in your belly? OH you feel so good, so hot. I think I love you...." He fucked me with hard, brutal strokes, the pain was almost unbearable. I felt like I was being disemboweled, ripped open from the crotch inward. And his hard body was hitting my clit so that in the midst of the painful punishment, I was also feeling waves of pleasure. Edward didn't slow down a bit as he rutted into me with hard strokes. SO FUCKING GOOD, YAH!!" he grunted, thrusting harder still and then giving me more pain and pleasure! His thrusts into became harder, longer and slower, and I found my arms of their own accord were holding on to Edward's neck, as if to urge him to thrust deeper into me. Then suddenly he speeded up, and I came as he came with a series of hard, sharp thrusts into my pussy. I gasped in surprise, not knowing what was to come, the feelings that raged though my body were unbelievable, I clung to Edward like a shipwreck victim would to a lifeboat. Edward bent, and licked the tears from my face. "Oh yeah, that was good. And the night is still young, you still have a few more lessons to go and then you'll be the perfect cock-slave." Edward withdrew his now softening cock, and leaving me tied to the table, he walked over to the phone. He picked it up, looked at me and said, "But first, I've got to get you some more instructors." Then he walked into the kitchen with the phone, leaving me tied, lying there in fear and pain. *** When Edward came back into the room, he came over and again stood between my legs. His cock was hard again and he began rubbing it against the lips of my pussy. "I was looking forward to being the first one to shove my cock up your ass, but money talks and looks like the honor is gonin' to another man. I'll still be there though, to listen to you scream." Edward grinned evilly at me. "In fact, if things work out right, this is gonna be night of extreme pleasure for me, and a lot of pain for you!" And with that, Edward shoved the full length of his hard thick cock suddenly and violently into my pussy again. With his hands cupped under my butt, he began slamming his cock into me like a battering ram, pounding and pounding and pounding. This was just as painful as the first rape! His breath came in loud gulps and hisses. He grunted and moaned obscenely, his cock pumping in and out of my poor sore pussy, relentlessly. I couldn't, wouldn't cry anymore, I just stared at the ceiling, letting the pain take me away, waiting for it to be over. Edward slammed into me one final time and grunted and I could feel his cock begin to spasm around the tightly stretched lips of my pussy, then hot cum flowed out of me and ran down my ass! It seemed like buckets of the stuff were coming out of this devil! "FUCK! That was fucking great!" After regaining this breath, he stood there with his hands on his hips, admiring his handiwork. "You didn't scream too much this time babe, I like it better when you scream." He reached down and rammed a fist into my pussy. I screamed. "That's better! Now when the guys get here, you're 12, understand? 12! Now get up and make yourself look like a pretty little girl!" Edward untied my legs helped me off the table and I went to wash myself and make myself "pretty". I had put on a pink "sun dress" that I kept for the few times I was able to sneak away to go to church, pink panties, and some pink socks trimmed with lace. In the back of my closet, I found some patent leather shoes which I had found a year back, and discovered that they still fit. I was just putting my hair into a pony-tail, when the door bell rang. I heard muffled voices, and then "Dawn, get your ass out here NOW!" I came out of the bedroom. to see that living room was crowded with men, Edward standing among them grinning like a crazy person. I looked at them, and my heart sank. Everyone of them had that same look in their faces, that Edward had on his face just before he raped for the first time. "Ain't she pretty? She's all ours, our own little fuck toy to the day!" One of the men, who was even taller than Edward by at least six inches, said, "Ain't enough room here for us to fuck her properly, why don't we take her to my studio, where we can do her in proper style and film the event?" There were a few grumbles at this, but most of the men seemed to approve, so Edward shoves me out the door and hands to me to two of his cronies, who pick me up and just about throw me into the back of a van and then climb in beside me. The men held on tight to me as the van moved out behind the other cars, as if they knew I would try to jump out. I would have, if I could have, especially when we hit the Interstate, because such an action might have killed me and I felt that death might have been preferable to what these men had in mind for me. *** We pulled up in front of what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse and I was led inside. Just to the left of the entrance was a large room, with the biggest bed I had ever seen in my life, and one huge wall that appeared to be a mirror. The really big guy walks up to me and with a quick jerk, tears my dress off me. "I wish I coulda busted your cherry, but bustin' you ass is gonna be fun." "Make her scream Joe," Edward said. "You're a sick fuck, Edward! someone laughed as Joe leads me to the bed. "The way I want to do this," Joe said, "is to have a cock in her pussy, while I'm bustin' her asshole." The men acted like a bunch of school boys volunteering to run an errand for the teacher! "Let me!" - "I'll do it!" - "Hey man, I'm nice an' hard!" Joe waited a minute, then said, "Phil, you get on the bed there and lie on your back." And then Joe seemed to be speaking to the mirror, "You boys ready to film back there?" I heard a muffled sound which could have been a yes, and it seemed to satisfy Joe. "Okay Dawn, you do exactly like I tell you and I won't hurt you more than necessary, okay? I don't want have to punch your lights out!" I nodded. Dually frightened. "Okay, now. Dawn, I want you to get on top of Phil. Climb on your knees and put the head of his cock in your pussy." Phil was undressed and had lain down, his huge cock sticking up from his body and twitching. I did as I was told, I didn't what Phil to hit me. Phil helped to guide the head of his cock between my tender lips and I let my weight push his cock up into me. The men gathered around the bed and someone pushed me down until my chest met Phil's. At least two men held me there, putting pressure on my back and holding my arms so that I couldn't move. Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation on my ass as a hand rubbed some kind of lotion on my ass's entrance. A finger began to probe that small hole, completely exposed in this position and with almost no delay, it was thrust up into my rectum. I let out a small cry pain. "That hurts! No stop! Please!" I begged. "No way, baby. I got the lucky draw. Sweetheart, I'm gonna fuck you in the ASS!" "OOWWW! No! Please No! Ow! Stop! Please!" I was begging, knowing that my pleas were falling on deaf ears. "Boys, watch as I show you the proper way to bust a virgin ass!" Joe had removed his finger from my ass. I could feel his weight on the bed as he positioned himself behind me, aiming his cock at my virgin rear entrance. The head of his cock touched me, and I tried, uselessly to get away from it. "Man, do you really think she can take that thing?" someone asked. "Sure, man, and if she can't, well too bad! Do it man. Fuck that tight virgin ass!" Edward laughed. "She'll take every one of my 12-inches I promise you!" Joe laughed, "and still be good for plenty of fuckin'!" He began to pressure his penis forward pushing in my asshole. I was shaking with fear. Someone was helping! My ass cheeks were being held apart by one man, while Joe slowly impaled my ass. With a sudden pop, the head of his cock broke through the resistance of my young sphincter! "Oh wow, you guys should feel how good this is." "OW! IT HURTS! PLEASE DON'T!" I screamed, but Joe kept pressing forward, Slowly his cock sank between my spread ass cheeks. "The heat and tightness of her ass is SO SWEET!" My cries and sobs and struggles, just added to the enjoyment of the men watching Joe rape my ass. I couldn't move because I was held down and someone was still holding my ass open to Joe's advancing cock. Slowly and painfully he pressed on. Suddenly I could feel Joe pause and lean over me. I heard him breathe in and then he gave one last hard thrust. I screamed at the blinding pain. I couldn't move, couldn't get away, could barely breathe because of the men holding me down so hard, to allow Joe to thrust into me. The pain was unbelievable. I completely forgot that Phil's still thick penis was deeply imbedded in my sore pussy. Compared to the pain in my ass, my pussy was just fine! "SHIT!! FUCK!!! GOD DAMN! THIS GIRL IS TIGHT!!!" Joe had indeed managed to fit his whole 12 inch erection in the me. "OH MAN, THIS WON'T TAKE LONG!'" Pulling cock slowly out and violently pushing his large cock back into me. Again and again It seemed like Joe's cock filled my entire world with pain. Then he fell forward onto the me, resting his weight on my back and increased the speed of thrusts. The blinding pain subsided a bit, but I now felt a burning sensation deep in my ass. Joe's thrusts hurt, but I didn't feel like I was going to black out from the pain anymore. I could now feel Phil under me, making feeble attempts to thrust into my pussy from below, because he was having to carry the weight of two people. I was also aware that the other men had stood back, as no longer needed to hold me down and watched as Joe raped my ass and Phil tried to fuck my pussy. "NOW! NOW! NOW!! FUCK YESS!" Joe suddenly shouted. His penis seemed to expand and blasted me with white hot wetness deep into the my ass. With each blast he slammed his hips forward, as if trying to impale himself as deeply as possible into my ass! He thrust so hard that he rammed my body upward, and Phil's cock popped free of my pussy. I could feel Joe lift his heavy body from me and then Phil pushed me off his body. I laid face down on the bed and sobbed, as Edward called "NEXT!" I was soon to learn what it was like to be the cock slave of over 10 men in one day. From a virgin to a slut against my will. And over the next year and a half I would know more than 100 different men in every way imaginable. Until I finally couldn't take it anymore and seduced a young man into running away to Colorado with me where we live to this day. END Author Note: Why shouldn't a woman like to read and write rape fantasies/stories? I am a woman, but I'll admit that I love rape fantasies. I love to imagine that I have been taken my force.... Why should I be ashamed of that? And I rather find myself turned by men who fantasize about rape. Fantasies harm no one. "I wonder, if my fantasy were to become a reality: If a Totally bald man were to take me against my will, to punish my poor pussy with his powerful piston like prick, would I not find freedom and joy?" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 69