Rachel thought, in despair, that she never thought it was possible to die from orgasm until now… the contractions coming so fast and so hard they hurt, her heart hammering in her chest so fast she wondered if 24 year old women who didn’t smoke could have heart attacks… she couldn’t catch her breath, she was reeling and yanking at her bonds loudly… when the second one hit, she could have sworn her heart stopped for an instant, and all her muscles clenched so tight she swore she could feel them starting to tear… especially where her anus was grasping around that big, immoveable plug. Finally, in desperation, she starts begging “please… no more… I can’t cum anymore I’ll die… I think I’m having a stroke…” pleading and sobbing and babbling. She hears him mutter something that sounds like ‘shut up, cunt’… and she tries to, but then he starts moving the little buzzing monstrosity, wiggling it over her clit so that the numbness no longer helps, and her body is wracked by fresh spasms, her teeth clamping tightly together, her eyes rolling back in her head, and a strangled, gurgling cry is all comes from her throat, though her mouth is wide open. The third orgasm doesn’t feel like one at all, but more like every muscle in her pelvis contracting so hard that they rip themselves away from her bones. False lights flash in front of her eyes and she thinks “I’m dying…” as she starts to pass out.
Josh rubs the little bullet over her now-purple clit faster, never losing contact, until he sees her start to thrash as she cums for the third time… waiting until he can tell the major spasms have passed, he then tosses the vibrator aside on the bed, gets to his knees between her legs, and shoves all almost-9 inches of his cock into her in one smooth motion. He groans aloud… her cunt is boiling hot, so slick it seems to suck him in, and so tight… her tunnel grips at him as the aftershocks from her multiple orgasms ripple through her. He presses his hips hard against her body, keeping his entire length buried in her while he fights the urge to cum. Once he has a handle on it, he begins to move… withdrawing until only his head is wrapped in her snug inner walls, then slamming home again… and he hears her pained, panicky sounds take on a different note entirely… she was really just moaning now. Moaning and sighing with every thrust like he wasn’t raping her… “uh huh, that’s just what I thought… you’re such a fucking whore…” he pants in his fake gravely voice. “Listen to you…” with that he starts driving into her faster, harder, still with the long strokes.
Josh didn’t know the half of it… she almost said ‘yes!’ as he plunged his cock into her hungry pussy! It felt so good, his veiny length parting her clamped-down inner walls, rubbing them, giving her something to squeeze… he banged roughly against her cervix with every thrust, and vaguely she wondered just how big his cock really was. Longer than she’d ever had, she thought… no one had ever hit her inside like that, no matter how hard they tried. She was almost crying in relief to be fucked… and for the moment, she didn’t care if that was right. She let his mocking words spur her to anger… thinking ‘you want a whore? I’ll show you a whore… make you cum your fucking brains out, you raping piece of shit…” bucking her hips toward him as much as she could, squeezing and massaging his cock inside her as control of her muscles returned to her. Rachel heard him moan in surprise as she fucked him back, his grip on her hips tightening while his thrusts grew faster still, and shorter… she could feel him throb and jerk inside her for a long, tense moment… and then he growled loudly, sinking his short nails into her skin, and gives a harder thrust as he bursts inside her. Her heart goes icy when she feels it, cursing her decision to stop taking the pill, and hopes she can get a ‘morning after’ pill soon enough. Shrugging it off, she pants with exertion and feels triumphant, despite the circumstances.
Josh leaves his still-hard and pulsing cock buried in her for a long moment, leaning forward over her to catch his breath. He may not have been the biggest pimp, but he’d been with a few girls before, and he had never felt pussy like that. He didn’t know whether it was his forcing her to come over and over, the way she was normally, or both… but that had literally been the most amazing thing he’d ever felt. And she had been so obviously… fucking him back, hard, shoving her hips at him with everything she had. What the fuck was going on? He shook his head to clear it, thinking ‘get a grip on yourself Josh… she’ll still escape if you give her one good chance, slut who loves to fuck or not.’ He knew he couldn’t let his guard down for an instant. As suddenly as he’d shoved it in, he pulls his cock loose from her tight wetness with an audible ‘slurp’, the thick white mixture of their combined juices running out of her open hole. It made his mouth go dry with lust to look at it, and his cock jumped in agreement… that shit was hot. He slid out from in between her legs and climbed up next to her head again, grabbing a handful of hair at the back of her head and yanking it up “Time to clean up your mess again, piggy… suck my dick, suck it good, and remember what I told you about your fucking teeth” and guides his cock into her mouth. Though her nose was wrinkled at having their combined juices shoved in her mouth, and she was making little distressed sounds, she went to work on him like a pro, sucking, licking, trying to swallow around his head when he shoved it in to far… but this time he wasn’t planning to choke her on it. He just wanted her to get a mouthful of their combined cum. Once he was satisfied she’d gotten a good taste, he slapped her casually on the cheek “off my cock, slut… that’s enough” and withdrew from between her pouty lips. She gasped for breath and said nothing, just hanging her head. He admitted privately that he was surprised he was still hard… but maybe it was mind over matter after all, because he was consumed now with thoughts of taking her last virginity. Making his way back down between her legs, he reaches under her and slide the pillows a little further back, and palms her asscheeks apart. He licked his lips, looking at the puckered ring of her unfucked asshole clamped so tightly around the base of the buttplug. “Brace yourself…” he warned, and proceeds to turn and pull the plug out of her ass hard… it literally popped out with a sound you could hear… and left this still-small, but dark, open hole. His cock jumped at the sight… rubbing the head between her sloppy cuntlips for lubrication, he presses it against her stretched asshole and hisses in pleasure as it pops right into her. The rest was smooth sailing… despite her cries and wiggling, there was nowhere to go, and it only took a couple of thrusts to be buried balls-deep in her insanely tight ass… the plug had only been about half his length, but wider at the base, so her insides accomodated him fairly quickly… he took one long moment revel in the feeling of his cock being squeezed by her ass before he began to thrust. Only pulling about halfway out, but slamming home hard enough to rattle her teeth with every stroke, he pounded her mercilessly, nerves singing with his own pleasure.
No finger, no toy, no workings of her own imagination could have prepared Rachel for taking this cock in her ass… it felt a over a foot long and like it might come out her mouth soon… she squealed and grunted in pain, trying to twist her ass this way and that, hoping that somehow she can get him out… but it only seemed to spur him to go harder, faster and she stopped, defeated, head flopping back and forth like a rag doll as he violated her ass, his thrusts jarring her whole body. It felt like someone was reaming her with a bar of hot lead shoved far up in her insides… the pain was terrible and nauseating. Whimpering cries escape her open lips with each breath as she tries to endure until it’s over… then out of nowhere she feels that smooth, buzzing, hated thing pressed against her clit again and she moans piteously… she can’t stop her rear fucktunnel from spasming and squeezing it’s unwelcome invader with that thing on her, it’s too much… the pleasure starts tingling in her cunt again even as the pressure and agony in her ass increases… he starts wiggling it back and forth over her engorged clit and rams her ass with renewed vigor, and Rachel shakes her head wildly from side to side, moaning “noooooo…” even as her pussy starts to clench and she cums again, rippling contractions playing along the length of the cock buried in her.
Josh pants and holds his cock as far inside her as he can, shuddering with pleasure from her orgasmic contractions, until he can’t take it anymore and rams her at top speed, cum boiling up his shaft and exploding into her anal cavity. Every spurt is another bed-rattling thrust, gritting his teeth and muttering “that’s right, you slut… take my fucking cock up your little virgin ass… all the way… oh fuck that’s good…” as he slowly starts to soften, finally… and then slips out of her ass easily. This time the hole is gaping and red, angry looking… and while he watches, his cum starts to ooze out and drip onto the bed. He looks down with satisfaction at his apparently clean dick… but still moves around by her head and forces her to suck the taste of her ass off. Snickering, he observes “aren’t you glad I cleaned you out, you filthy little pig slut? Imagine what this would be like if I hadn’t… I think you should thank me.” He withdraws his cock from her mouth, the look of utter disgust on her face obvious.
“Tha-thank you…” she murmurs with difficulty.
“For what?” he prompts.
“For… cleaning me out…?” her voice sounds quizzical.
“That’s right whore, but there’s more. I want to say ‘thank you for not making me eat my own shit’… because that’s what it comes down to.”
Rachels face looks even more disgusted, but she manages to choke out “thank you… for not ma-making me… eat my… own sh-shit…” and feels that hot flush coming back with her humiliation.
“Good piggy” he smirks. “I’m hungry… I’m going to go grab something from your kitchen. I’ll bring you back something and take you to the bathroom when I come back… my advice to you, my horny little slut, is to try to get some rest. It’s going to be a long fucking night… pun definitely intended.” With that he yanks the pillows out from under her and tosses them aside, picking up his boxers and slipping them back on.
Rachel grunts and bites her lip when her body slams back to the mattress, feeling the lethargy of sleep stealing over her before his footsteps even fade… she drifts off into troubled dreams about being a sex slave, knowing no other life than the one she’s being exposed to now… and enjoys them.
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