The Breaking of Tracy part 8 by Mr.Hurt

The Breaking of Tracy

part 8

Tracy’s First”She’s ready for you, daddy.” The Whore tells me. The latex clad slave stands beside the door, back straight with her arms behind her, looking straight ahead.

I ignore it. I open and close the door gently but without pause. In the center of the novice room stands Tracy. Like all slaves here, she stands at attention. Legs shoulder width apart. Back arched. Arms clasped behind her. Staring straight ahead. Her pale skin is littered with the bruises and welts of the training from the last few days. Her small, pink nipples puff out obscenely from her delicate A cup breasts, swollen from the recent abuse. Everything will heal without leaving a mark. But for now, she looks the pathetic thing I plan to make her.

“You don’t have a hymen but you’re a virgin, correct Rapewhore?”

A small swallow is all she takes to steel herself for what she expects will happen after she answers me.

“Yes daddy, I’m still a virgin.”

“A shame.” I begin to slowly walk behind her. For a moment her eyes trail me but quickly snap back to the wall in front of her. I let this slide. Everything that occurs in the novice room is about breaking the will of a girl and making them a slave, not training.

“I’m going to fuck you. Forever. Do you know why?” I ask her.

“Because I’m your slave and that’s what I’m here for, daddy.” She doesn’t swallow this time.

The answer is near enough to the truth that I find no reason to correct or amend it. I continue.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Rapewhore? Do you want me to rape you forever?”

“Yes daddy, I want to be raped forever.”

Behind her, I pause.

“Why do you want me to rape you?” I ask.

Tracy thinks a moment before answering. “Because I’m a slave and I want you to do whatever you want to, daddy?”

I smile. Bless her for trying.

Moving up behind her, I gently place my hands upon her naked shoulders. She shivers at my touch, afraid of me. I lean in close to her ear and whisper.

“Don’t tell me what I want to hear. You do want to be raped by me. Think about it for a moment. And then tell me why you want it.”

Tracy struggles with the idea for a bit. I can see she wants to scream and cry that she’d never want it. I can see her fight to keep her position as she pushes past her impulses and eventually settles into the truth of the matter.

“I want you to rape me, daddy, because I don’t want my arms and legs cut off like you did with the Hole.” I’d have thought she would phrase the answer like a question. But she wasn’t asking if it she was right. She knew it.

“Good girl.” I tell her, patting her shoulder before letter her go. I make my way over to a thin, rolled up mat tucked behind a bench. “But it’s more than that.” I say, pulling the mat from it’s place. “You don’t want me to do that to your friends or family. You’re here for as long as I decide to keep you alive. During that time, you have one job and one job only. Make sure nothing bad happens to the people you used to know. If you obey, I may eventually raise you to a higher position than just a slave. You could be a Whore down here, taking care of the dungeon and the staff down here or some of the other positions where you don’t get hurt as much.” Mat in hand I walk back to her.

“Baby for example, the woman you saw upstairs. With the ankle cuffs? She started out as a slave and now runs the house. I’ve hurt her maybe four or five times in as many years.”

Tracy makes no reaction to me spreading the mat out on the floor.

“Until then…you’ll do and take everything I give to you because you’re a slave. You’re reason for living is to be hurt and to be fucked. And you’ll beg for both because you know there are worse things in life.”

“Yes daddy”, she nods. A small tear makes it’s escape from the corner of her eye and runs down her face. I suspect it will be one of the last tears I see from her. After today they should be few and far between.

“I’m evil. I like to hurt things. Things like slaves. But just because I’m sadistic doesn’t mean I can’t be kind now and then.” I move to stand directly in front of Tracy.

“Rapewhore, look at me.” Tracy’s eyes come to focus on my gaze.

“I have a gift for you.” She looks confused. “Would you like to know what it is?”

She nods. “Yes daddy.”

I smile, trying to give an air of warmth.

“I’m going to have sex with you. Right now. But I won’t rape you. That is to say, I won’t hurt you.”

A shimmer of confusion and disgust dances across her features. She doesn’t understand.

“My gift to you is that your first time will be gentle. Because every time hereafter won’t. I’ll degrade and torture you at a whim. But right now, I will make you feel good this one time.”

I reach out and take a hand from behind her. “Lay down.”

I guide her onto her back upon the mat. Laying myself beside her I prop myself up on an elbow so I can look down at her. Though she lays as stiff as an awkward board she is gorgeous. Like a bruised angel. I run the back of my hand gently up her leg and over her ribs. I pass by her breasts without touching them. As I reach her neck I open my hand and gently skim across the fragile surface of her skin before nestling my hand into her hair. A finger finds a brown lock and twirls it gently.

“You really are beautiful, you know. That’s why you’re here and not someone else.” I gently take her jaw in hand and turn her face to me. Her eyes fight to keep looking at the ceiling, but come to look into my eyes. “Breathtaking, really.”

My mouth lands upon hers and I kiss her tenderly. As much as I enjoy the dominance, the giving of orders and pain, I am a slave to my own desires. Some, like my sadistic tendencies, are immutable and constant. But upon occasion I’ve found myself with want for nothing more than to make a woman cum in screams of pleasure. I’ve gotten quite good at it for the few times I’ve cared to indulge. Trust when I confess that I want to hurt Tracy like nothing before, I speak a truth like nothing ever spoken before. But if I am to break her, I can’t. Not yet.

Breaking the kiss as my hand finds it’s way down Tracy’s chest. My fingers trace a line down Tracy’s body, between her breasts and over her stomach. I slow as I reach her tender area. Looking down I watch as my fingers move closer to the lovely place between my slave’s legs I hear Tracy gasp quickly. She’s steeling herself for the intrusion. Since she’s ready for it, it’s best I don’t disappoint.

Two fingers part the lips of her pussy as the slide down further. I don’t enter her yet. I just let her know that play time is soon to end and that yes, this is about to happen to her. I tear my eyes away from her crotch and watch her face twist into disgust. My erection twitches, bouncing of of her thigh.

“Open your legs.” I tell and she obeys. Her legs part a few inches, in a normal situation the amount would be unsatisfactory and I would strike her. But for this one time I must be gentle, so I say nothing. My fingers move in a small circular motion, slowly parting her labia. I lean down and begin to kiss the soft flesh of her ear and neck. My thumb gently brushes across her clitoris. At the same moment a finger slides into her. The result is enjoyable to watch. Tracy’s body betrays her as it is want to do of late. Her hips involuntarily buck into my hand, she begins to moisten between the legs and a small moan catches in her throat. A moment later her mind catches up to her body and reminds her that she is supposed to be repulsed by this. The dance of emotions that plays across her face is worthy of film it’s so beautiful. A woman enjoying her rape and being disgusted with herself for it. There is no more perfect a thing.

A second finger penetrates her pussy as the circles begin to increase with speed. I apply more pressure with my thumb on her clit and her hips reply by pressing harder against it. As Tracy begins to approach her orgasm, she beings to cry, tears slowly falling from her cheeks and the low wail of sorrow. I stop touching her pussy and sit up.

Tracy opens her eyes, confused for a moment. She shivers in terror as she sees me move between her legs. My erect cock juts out, pointing to where it wants to go. My hands take hold of her knees and gently spreads her wider, opening up her cunt for me to see. Tracy balls her hands into fists on either side of her and lets her head fall back, still crying all the while.

I move forward and over her so that I can look into her face. With practiced motions I move my hips downwards to her, letting my body weight do the work for me. Her pussy is hot against the head of my penis as it touches her for the first time. Tracy does not jump or react in anyway. I’ll change that in a moment.

With her pussy wet and her legs wide open, my dick slides into her with ease as I settle myself on top of her. He cunt envelops me in heat. Slowly I slide out and back in. Each thrust I move further into her. Each thrust I begin to speed up. Soon I hit a rhythm and speed I like that is forceful while still being gently. Tracy, so near to orgasm before I entered her, can’t help herself but react to my penetration.

As I continue to plunge into her I begin to angle my thrusts upwards a bit more. On the fifth such thrust I hit the spot in Tracy’s cunt that I want and she loses control of herself. The tears and crying stop and are replaced with pants and grunts of pleasure. She still does not look at me, but her eyes are no longer forced shut. Instead, her face is relaxed as she enjoys what I’m doing her her body. The feeling her her subdued pussy against my throbbing cock begins to affect me. I pick up my pace and stop making love to her. I’m fucking her and she’s loving it.

Tracy, lost in my penetrating thrusts and the pleasure it brings reaches up and digs her nails into my back, wanting to pull me in further. She’s close to cumming and her body is begging for the release. My hand cups her breast firmly, squeezing it firmly as I lower my mouth onto her other nipple, using my tongue to play with the erect beauty. Tracy’s pussy tightens around my shaft and her body goes stiff for a moment before she begins to tremble her way through the orgasm I’ve given her. I’ve timed it perfectly. As Tracy vibrates on my cock a pressure wells up inside my abdomen and explodes into Tracy’s pussy.